A group of holy knights could be seen going through the city. Leading the group was Sara and just behind her was Nathaniel. They just returned from their little mission and were going back to the cathedral belonging to the Church of Purity. 'This is just insane' Everyone looked cheerful and occasional chatter could be heard. Of course, Nate was an exception since what he experienced in just four days since he first met Sara could easily classify as traumatic. That experience taught him something however, the fact that this world was brutal. 'I need to get stronger otherwise I will be forced to spend more time with those psychos' His determination to get powerful was growing by the second he spent with the knights but other more negative and dark emotions grew as well and because of this he felt happy to finally see their destination. The cathedral gave a holy and an impressive feeling but Nathaniel only felt disgust when he looked at it. For him this place was filled with crazy ex

A week passed. Nathaniel was currently walking through the city. This time without any company. 'It's nice to not be watched over for a change' He finally put his foot down and fought for some freedom and although there was opposition, he got that much with the support from Cornelius and the emperor agreeing after some 'small talk' and few empty promises. 'I wish I could enjoy it more but alas duty calls. I can't put it off anymore...' The duty Nathaniel was thinking of was his 'redemption' which was nothing more than another mission that once again involved the Church of Purity and Its Grand Master. Together they would travel towards the city of Tristam and investigate the rumours about the demon worshippers. He obviously was unhappy about meeting the 'crazy b*tch' and working with her again but he also was additionally agitated by the fact that he was already close to his breakthrough but had to go on what Nate deemed a stupid mission. 'Well, it's not that bad, I guess... With

City of Tristam... It was located to the north of Constantinople, but couldn't be considered nowhere near as large and passed to people as rural. The population dwindled around ten thousand and the only thing that makes the city stand out a bit is its beautiful, natural landscape. It was constructed close to the lake and the water surrounds the city walls with the exception of the eastern side where the city gate was located. Tristam was of no strategic importance and was small but it still would be very hard to siege it. An army would have no way of cutting the supply since it was near a lake and could by resupplied with local ships, on top of that there was only one side of the wall that could even be assaulted by the soldiers. Sadly, they were facing no army but a cult of demon worshipers... *** A group of holy knights could be seen entering the city of Tristam. Sara was of course leading the party with Nathaniel just behind her. They were both stunned by what they saw upon

In the dark alley Nathaniel was standing over a small, young girl. She looked no older than twelve. Her pitch-black, messy hair was long enough to reach the ground and that maybe shouldn't be thought of as special considering the fact that she was currently kneeling and looking at her hands covered with her own blood. The clothes that she was wearing were torn. Her body was full of bruises, scratches and cuts, not to mention she looked malnourished. "You okay kid?" Nathaniel asked a very stupid question, nevertheless that caused the girl to finally look up. Her eyes were completely devoid of emotion and Nate could see his own reflection on them. That sight seemed to have finally soften his heart a little. He raised his arm over her head and chanted some spell. A green light appeared that seemed to nourish her body. Her wounds quickly disappeared and some colour returned to her dry face. 'I don't trust myself with healing her directly with my chant less magic but that spell I remem

Nathaniel was standing in the middle of a church. He was completely surrounded by the cultists but no fear was present on his face instead he appeared to be full of confidence. "Why are you so silent all of a sudden?" Vincent was looking intensely at Nate, as if trying to see through something. "You want to work with us? Are you joking with us? Aren't you one of those good guys?" "Good guys!? Hahahaha!" Nate started to laugh maniacally like he heard the most hilarious thing ever. Meanwhile the robed man that was in charge of observing Nate earlier approached the Cult Leader, clearly wanting to say something. "Cult Leader?" "Tsk… what is it?" "I wanted to say it earlier but that guy, umm… he burned over a hundred people like ten minutes ago" "What!?" Vincent was visibly shocked and Nate overhearing the conversation finally stopped laughing. "Ah! Right, I did burn those bastards!" "You…" The Cult Leader wanted to question him but after seeing the crimson red glow in his eye