"A man who has once hath nothing gained everything only to lose all of it again..."
333 P.B.
In a world where wars and chaos were slowly engulfing the world, sprung a hero that extinguished the fire lit by humanity's mistakes, and spared countless nations from the cruel hands of the demon lord...
He, who was chosen; favored by the gods and goddesses, strived and thrived strugglingly until the force of darkness was purged, and peace was finally brought upon the place he grew to love despite the harsh past he experienced here on "Estaria."
Estaria... It is the kingdom where hate and love from within the depths of his heart blossoms.
His love was overwhelming to the point that it completely buried the hatred he had towards the land and its people. Had it not been for the love of his life, pulling him back on the right track, the man known as the Estaria's hero, he would have turned insane, and his wrath should have fallen upon the land.
And that man is, who has achieved what he had been yearning for in life...,
"Invictus!" He turned to see the prettiest smile he could find in the whole kingdom.
Beside the joyously wonderful and well-dressed lady whose right hand was waving at Invictus whilst the other was holding the tiny prim hand of a child was their daughter with a contagious sweet smile on her face, definitely delighted to see her father.
Invictus waved back at his beautiful wife and daughter, meeting them halfway and carrying his tiny girl, giving her a gentle kiss on her puffy cheek.
"How did my baby do at her magic class?"
His daughter's eyes brightened up at the question, clearly about to tell some stories to her father.
"I did great, father! Out of all the students in my class, I was the only one that answered the professor's question!"
She seemed really happy about it, which caused her parents to compliment her and give her another kiss on her flushed cheeks.
"Austria, baby, what do you want to eat?"Invictus asked, carefully carrying Austria with his right hand while he held his wife's hand as they walked to the side of the road.
The sunlight was bright, giving a different kind of warmth to the Estarian people as everyone went on with their everyday lives.
It was Sunday, a busy day for everybody.
"Hmm?" Austria pouted her lips, chucking her chin similar to what his father would always do whenever she was asking Invictus new things she was trying to learn. "Beef steak with ravioli soup!"
"Didn't you just have that yesterday for lunch too?" Her mother sarcastically said, pinching Austria's nose, which caused it to be reddened.
"Okay, beef steak with ravioli soup it is!"
"Jeez, you're really spoiling her, Hal."
Invictus smiled, "Weren't you the same, Hal?"
Invictus' grin was telling his wife about how he was so passionately spoiling her–especially in bed.
"What are you grinning about, father?"
"Oh, uh, it's nothing baby. It's between two adults."
Invictus brought his family to the finest restaurant in the capital, a place where only those in power and position, who were wealthy enough to hold a title to themselves, can eat. And being the hero of the kingdom gave him the privilege to eat for free in this five-star restaurant.
Wherever Invictus goes, people will always recognize him. There is no single Estarian that does not know him. Even from outside of the kingdom knows of his greatness.
"Welcome, Lord Invictus," the man who opened the door for them lightly bowed to him before showing them their table.
Inside the finest restaurant, nobles from different families were enjoying their scrumptious meal, casually talking to themselves, sharing business ideas, and idling about.
The servant pulled out a chair in which Invictus put down Austria. He sat down after gentlemanly preparing his wife's seat and looked at today's menu placed atop the table clothed with fine linen embroidered with gold silk.
"Uria, your button," spoke Invictus, noticing that Uria's, his wife's button had come off.
Invictus leaned forward over the table and did Uria's button himself.
In return, Uria thankfully smiled after seeing that her dress was slightly revealing her cleavage.
Patiently, the servant stood beside their table, waiting for Invictus to state their desire just so he could have them ready.
"For my baby, give her beef steak and ravioli soup."
"One beef steak with ravioli soup."
The servant wrote it down on a piece of paper.
"I will have some chicken stew boiled in honey fruit. What about you, Hal?"
Uria did not hear Invictus on the first call. She had fallen into a trance, completely lost in her thoughts when Invictus came snapping his fingers in front of her eyes, and she came back to her senses.
"Ah, I'll have the same thing as my husband will have."
"Are you sure? I thought you did not like it since it's got a weird taste to it?"
Chicken stew boiled in honey fruit was an acquired taste. Not many nobles that are regular in the restaurant like the dish because of its strange luscious taste.
"I think I'm craving something sweet."
Invictus found it strange but decided to brush it off.
"That is all. Thank you."
The servant bowed once again before going to the kitchen. From there, they could hear the food sizzling in the pan, and its aromatic scent has its own effects on everyone. It could either boost your appetite or make you hungrier than ever.
Having people looking at Invictus was not rare at all. He became accustomed to others just staring at him, admiring his greatness from afar, knowing the fact that he is the hero that relieved their kingdom of its sufferings.
Cheerfully, Austria was kicking her tiny feet in the air under the table whilst she was patiently waiting for her beef steak with ravioli soup to be served. Whilst waiting, she was looking at the restaurant's interior design. Its magnificent painting was hanging on the wall, all black and white, yet so detailed. A fine work of art.
"Father," Austria began with her eyes glued to the king's painting, "can I meet the king?"
Austria sounded so interested in meeting the king. Invictus and Uria were not expecting their daughter to suddenly show zest in meeting the king.
Actually, it is the couple's fifth anniversary. Tonight, at their house, friends will come to their little party.
Invictus and Uria had their servants prepare the venue and everything they will need for the night."Baby, you can definitely meet his highness because he will visit us tonight! How great is that?""Really?"Every time Austria is excited, her face will turn slightly red and her eyes will glow so bright that her parents can't help but smile at her."Yes, baby. But make sure you behave yourself, okay?""I will! I can't wait to see his highness!"At the age of 3 months, Austria learned how to walk by herself. She started speaking when she was 1 year old and was able to read at the age of 2.Both of her parents knew that she would grow up as a fine and proper lady. A mage that will one day surpass her mother and hone the unique martial arts his father discovered one day.A lot of expectations had already been expected of her at the age of four, and will surely achieve great feats as she grows up.After ten minutes of leisurely talking to themselves, and being served appetizers, their food
Nobilities from all across the kingdom quickly swarmed and congratulated Invictus and Uria for their fifth anniversary."Let me take Lady Austria, Madam."Austria's personal caretaker stepped in and took their daughter to her bed. But as the nanny was about to climb the stairs, Austria woke up."Has his highness arrived yet?" was the first thing she asked after waking up.She struggled about it, and her nanny put her down as carefully as possible with much care.Austria immediately became the center of attraction for the nobles, their eyes glued to her and ears focused on what she kept nagging her parents about."Isn't she lovely?""Yes! Just look at those puffy cheeks of hers. They look so soft. I wanna pinch them so badly!"The lovely kid turned to giggle at them, and their heart melted at her cuteness. They felt their knees weaken at the sight, complimenting how lucky the couple was by having such an angelic daughter like Austria."It seems that the party has started. Is everyone e
As if Invictus did not hear what the king just stated in front of him and his friends he wanted his highness to repeat his words."As I was saying," resumed the king, reading once again the contents of the scroll right in front of Invictus with Uria and Austria behind him.The king finished rereading the scroll, and Invictus was completely dumbfounded by the information he just heard. His mouth was slightly agape, his mind floating in his thoughts, and still could not process the pieces of information and accusation being thrown at his wife."Invictus...""Guys! Tell his highness that he got it all wrong! I mean, how could Uria be the Black Cantrip's leader?!"He looked back at his wife, meeting her eyes with a disturbed expression on his face."Hal, you tell them that it isn't true." Invictus insisted on her, and Uria did so."This is a baseless accusation! How will you prove that I am the leader of that witch group?!"She raised her voice, forgetting the fact that Austria was behind
And no one from the nobles, the guests, he invited offered to help them,or even ask to spare Austria. Only the nanny.They were just spectators to what was going on, whispering to each other as they despised and said hurtful words to Uria, who was being raped at the moment."So, she was the reason why thousands of people died. To think that we shared the same drink and food with a mass murderer like her. I'm disgusted!"Oh, how quick those people behind had turned on Uria after learning that she is the leader of the Black Cantrip, the most notorious witch group that sacrificed thousands of lives to help the army of the demon lord."Mother! Father! What are they gonna do to us?""Oh, you poor soul," The king caressed Austria's tears-drenched cheeks, wiping her eyes with his handkerchief and throwing it aggressively on the logs piled up around the child. "Curse your mother for bringing you to this world. Don't blame your father, for he did nothing. Just like how he is just watching rig
This torture chamber exists deep within the king's castle. Making him suffer by burning Invictus' wife and daughter was not enough for the king. He wants to punish the miserable Invictus even more by slowly killing him in the process of starvation and mental stress.When the quite long chanting was done, Damian and Corazon firmly held Invictus, even though the man lost all the strength to struggle and fight back.Seeing his wife and daughter burned to ashes right before his eyes took away his will to carry on with his life. In his mind, he was already a dead man, waiting for everything to just come to an end."This will only sting for a bit, Invictus."Human magic cores are located inside their right chest, acting as their second heart, so once the magic heart is destroyed, the worst possible outcome of this is death. It is a common occurrence for those that lost their magic cores, however, there were cases where others became crippled until it has become a practice in human society s
Invictus woke up, standing inside The Oubliette with his legs aching and wet from all the waste thrown down.On his feet, he could feel hard objects around him as he tried to stand still. His legs were starting to feel numb and the disgust in his skin was knee-deep. He could not even climb up his way to the trap door nor bend his knees to sit down."I've heard of this dungeon before. This is where the king put the people he despises the most. He would let them suffer both mentally and physically as one won't be able to sleep as they please or even sit down.What I could feel on my feet must be the remains of those that rot away."The smell was so strongly vile. It stays inside his nostrils. Inhaling through his nose has this slightly painful sensation as though he was breathing specks of dust.And if he tries to breathe through his mouth, the smell would be stuck in his throat, and he will end up coughing virulently.No matter how accustomed one is to this kind of foul smell, the fact
"A-Austria? Is that you?"Wherever he turns his head, all he could see was darkness. Darkness extended further than how far his eyes could see."My baby, where are you?"Invictus' lower half was submerged in the dark matter he was standing in. He won't barge no matter how much he struggled. Crawling his way out was futile too."I'm right here," Austria exclaimed in the dark void."Where? I can't see you! Please, please take my hand if you can see me. Please, my baby, please!"If Invictus has to cut his arm off and hold it with another just to reach longer than he can actually do, he would do it without hesitation just to hold his daughter once more.Tears began flowing down his face and thousands of emotions flooded his mind and heart when he felt Austria's tiny fingers hold his."Oh, my baby, will you hold me? Please, I beg of you."But that was how as far as the strange encounter goes. He had woken up when the king's servants dumped another liquid waste in The Oubliette, raising the
Invictus felt a sting on his arm. With the help of the faint light coming from the torch above him, he saw the marks of his teeth on his skin. He mistakenly took a bite of himself, thinking it was a chunk of meaty beef.Moreover, he noticed that his hands were wet. When he took a quick look at his hands, there was dirt and it felt greasy."Did I—?!"Immediately, his stomach began aching excruciatingly. He was hallucinating and he had unconsciously drunk the liquid waste. Right now, Invictus was suffering from abdominal cramps as he was excessively gagging."I need to throw up!"Grievous as it might feel, Invictus had no choice but to release everything that he had unconsciously consumed while hallucinating.Eventually, after roughly poking his throat with his middle finger to force himself to spew all of that waste he drank, Invictus vomited not just the liquid waste but also accompanied by blood.His body was deteriorating and his condition just got worse than it already is.Whilst h
Invictus made Gituku's earlier words become real. Initially, he did not mean anything he said, but after undergoing intense yet simple torture, there was nothing Gituku wished for except to die."Pfft! Take a closer look at his face, Bethel. You wouldn't have imagined seeing him with that kind of expression, yeah? You owe me one. I'll make great use of you.""I don't remember asking for your help, so I can say that no one owes you anything.""Kuku, Bethel. Should I take your life here and then right now? To compensate for the actions I did; for sparing your life."Bethel looked Invictus in the eyes. He had the eyes of someone who would not hesitate to kill because Invictus was someone who would not back down on his words. If he tells you he will do something, he is sure to achieve it despite the risk and how hard it is to accomplish.Invictus would not give a damn about the trivial things, and would just rock on until he is satisfied with the outco
Gituku was not given the time to mourn his fallen comrades. He watched them suffer at the hands of Vixen whilst being pushed back by Bethel. It pained him to witness his friends turned into ashes. But what really aches was the fact that he could not even do anything about it."Haa!"He was out of breath after the fierce consecutive attacks from Bethel, giving him no time to fight back. Fending his enemy, Bethel, was not easy. Something about Bethel changed upon disappearing earlier.When Bethel came back from the strangely indescribable world of fantasy and magic, something about him changed. Unlike Gituku whose personality was not the same when he first split himself into two, Bethel was the same person but a much better version of him.Under the guise of a loquacious manner, Gituku was actually a much quieter and polite person. None of it was his actual personality. But by splitting himself and constantly activating his skill, his Alter Ego changed him.
There was nothing more heartbreaking than seeing your whole family dead. And the thought of not seeing their smiles anymore added to the immense sorrow she was under at that moment.Vixen knew that it would be a pain to dig her family their graves, so they just turned them into nothing but ashes, then placed them in an improvised urn she made. That way, she just needed to scatter their remains by going to the shore.Whilst walking down the shore near the splashing waves of the sea with the urn being tightly held by her, Vixen opened the lid of the vase, throwing it on the sandy shore.Her trembling hand slowly reached for the ashes of her whole family; her father, mother, and siblings that died at the hands of the wicked. A handful of ash was taken out of the urn. Vixen stopped on top of a big rock where fish around it swim despite the heavy current and tidal waves.And onto the wild sea, the ashes were scattered as the tears flowed down fro
In these lustful men's eyes, Vixen was a vulnerable prey they should feast on while it is still alive.They licked their lips upon laying eyes on the weak state Vixen was in. She was effortlessly seductive. Her sweat attracted their libidos and stirred more sexual fantasies inside their heads.August staggeringly got back on his feet after suffering an immeasurable degree of pain from having his nutsack kicked by Vixen when he persisted in pinning her."Vixen, honey! Run away!"Her mom put up a fight. Seeing her daughter this vulnerable, she can already see how things will go if Vixen does not escape now.But there was no escape when one man blocked off the path. Cramp as it may seem, there was enough space inside for the five of them to pleasure themselves with two beautiful women.With her mouth now unoccupied, Vixen's mother began chanting a spell under her breath, emitting fragments of magic as she was halfway finished with her spell.
"Dude, I came here for the money. But I totally agree with you on the taking turns part. It's 'cause I prefer boobs over ass.""Real men prefer thighs, thick preferably."The twins brushed their eyes, checking if they were just dreaming about two armed men arguing over whether it should be ass, boobs, or thighs."But dear intruders, shouldn't personality come first more than anything else?" Said the two of them, thinking of the scenario as a dream. "Mom, always tells us beauty is on the inside.""Sounds like what an ugly person would say.""But our Mom is prettier than any other mother.""Oh, yeah? Never seen her. I should pay a visit to her room then. But before that, you two need to go back to sleep, eternally."They even put on the twins' blanket for them, singing them a lullaby as the knife gently yet painfully pierced the twins' chest. Struggling, the two wicked men covered the two poor children's mouths to prevent noise from res
The people on the roof of the houses weren't that much of a threat to Arnold, Halmer, Marielle, and Gojack. After defeating most of Butcher's men, the four of them went against the man responsible for the ice dome, Butcher himself.On the other hand, Vixen and Androgen against four retired knights were also the main force Butcher has in reserve.In other words, among the many men Butcher has, the five of them are the strongest. Most of the guys were just fillers to the story, who did not even put up a fight against the overwhelming abilities of the four leaders together. They served their purpose, to give the four leaders their warm-up for the upcoming battle against Butcher.As for Androgen and Vixen, they concluded that it was crazy to think that two women versus four men would be a walk in the park. No, because even after Vixen managed to destroy all of their weapons, except for having the upper hand by numbers alone, they came out overwhelmingly skilled.None of them can use magic
"I am currently having a great massage. Ooh! I wish you could experience this feeling right now."Bethel was in the same position when he first disappeared and reappeared exactly how he was before, still, head first and whizzing past the wind barrier flowing around that was accompanied by a cold breeze."What in tarnation did you do?!"A quick and precise attack was executed, thus eliminating one of the two threats. Multiple lacerations are not enough. Bethel chose to cut deeper into Gituku's flesh, an attack the man could barely react at all.For a second, Gituku's wide grin flashed in Bethel's eyes before he succumbed to darkness."Merciless and austere, what a lovely opponent you are."What was left of the dead Gituku merged with the other one? The dead Gituku was nothing more than a pile of meat that caused damage to the alive one when they fused back together again.Blood dripped down at the side of his mouth. Gituku wiped it wit
His wound seemed like it did not affect him whatsoever. The man could still laugh his ass off despite having his jaw ripped in half by Bethel's sword."Truly a worthy opponent you are, Bethel. Because of that, I'd tell you my name."Both sides had a reset, conversing with each other with their guards up and their eyes focused on the other while assessing and planning their next course of action."Even if you don't want to know, I'd insist. Gituku is my name, which means "shady and sly," though I'm quite the opposite. I'm bright and honest."Although faint, Bethel is sure that there is no way there are only two of them when he could hear multiple voices inside his head. But it can also be a psychological attack from Gituku, so it was all doubt until proven. Neither of these will be answered if Bethel does not do anything."Gituku sounds like a name from some tribe.""Well, I am from the tribe of the mighty and opulent land of Marxian."
Bethel felt like the voice inside his ears rang for the second time, but it was not really the case. Two of them really were talking in sync, and Bethel could not tell if the same person that emerged from the original body was nothing more than an illusion or a clone. There was only one thing to make sure of and clear his doubts. That is to engage in a fight against his chosen enemy, and get an answer to whether it is real or just an illusion.The ninjatō is typically depicted as being a short sword, often portrayed as having a straight blade (similar to that of a shikomizue) with a square guard. Usually of a length "less than 60 cm", the rest of the sword is comparatively "thick, heavy and straight." (Source: Wikipedia)In the world of shadows and bloodbath, there lies a group of covert agents or commonly known as mercenaries, which serves their purpose for reconnaissance, espionage, infiltration, deception, ambush, bodyguarding, and their fighting skills in martial a