Qiba was abandoned as a child..A couple danced in the middle of their house, their child clapping as he watched from a corner..A couple lay side by side, blood on their clothes, and a man above them. A sharp object in his hand....In a gloomy and rainy setting, a group of sick children were trapped inside an orphanage. The people who were supposed to take care of them had left, and for seventeen days, the children had suffered without any food or water.Among the abandoned children was Qiba, a young boy whose heart ached for both his own state and that of his peers.In a corner of the orphanage, Qiba sat with a girl who, though not his sister, lay lifeless across his lap. Her fragile form was a reminder of the suffering they all endured. Qiba, too weak to offer any assistance, could only watch as her life slipped away. His fate seemed sealed as well, as hunger and thirst threatened to claim him as well. Feeling parched and tired, he walked slowly to a counter where a cup of ra
[Plunder]Gin exchanged places with a nearby trash can and the figure that previously had its hand over his shoulder sighed as if annoyed, Gin looked at Alex, he didn't move from the spot he was at either. Upon further inspection they were two demons, their presence much stronger than the one that attacked him before."I really hate jumpy meals." Albion, the demon sent by Merlo said. Behind him Osiris who slowly approached the fire the two humans camped at."Let's finish this quick, this is my last chance." Osiris made known, the vines that acted as her hair standing upright as if excited."So wait, you're saying that Lord Merlo would kill you if you let them escape?" Albion looked at the humans, a grin appearing on his face."Don't think about it Albion, seriously... this is my last chance.""Go ahead then," He bowed. "I'll take the one by the fire, you can have the jumpy one.""About that."The wood in the barrel broke into little bits, sending a flurry of sparks into the air. In fr
The entire class walked to the large field that graced the adventuring school, there was a mixture of first-year to last-year students as indicated by the plates that graced their chests: White, being first year, blue being second, yellow being third and red being last.Val Hatells, the second Alexandrite ranked adventurer sharing the rank with Emirus who was the first, stood in the middle of the field. His gaze on the students was soft and friendly. Some first-years ran toward the field, just to get much closer to Val. He was a good person, friendly and kind despite his status in the adventuring world."Hmm, aren't we missing five?" Val asked as he repeated the headcount."Toilet duty." Juka, a first-year explained with ‘Toilet duty’ referring to the last ranked students going on a non-adventuring related mission for the city."What about the transfer student?" Val looked around. "Surely not."The entire class nodded leading Val to tap his yead with his clipboard. "This is why we ha
Emirus and Val approached the steps of the courtyard, Emirus started walking up on it when his stat pad popped up by his side, indicating that a notification had been sent to him."It's from Otto." Emirus quickly read the message, replying to them before closing off his stat pad."Have they completed their mission?" Val wondered."Nope, apparently there's a Quinx at Habe's bay." Emirus ascended the steps, his hands in his pockets."Wait. Wait. Wait. They can't defeat a Quinx! Are you trying to kill them?" Val looked backward, trying to see if he could rush over to Habe's bay."Don't you have fate in your students?" Emirus laughed. "Plus, our students are far above normal platinum-ranked adventurers. That I know for a fact.""Sir..." Val responded, unhopeful."They'll be back tomorrow, the bottom five is strong. Way stronger than I was when I was their age that's for sure." Emirus reached the peak of the stairs and entered the courtyard. The first thing he saw being white hair and blue
Liric, Emirus, and Airi left the courtyard at once, heading toward 'Riverbead' the village where the Pandora's Blessings were kept.The village of Riverbead was home to a particularly important clan called the "Roosevelts" Their power wasn't necessarily deadly in combat but when it came to storage and erasure, they were the best at it. They created a container, each member of the village taking turns using their magic on the container so they could erase the mana signature the blessings exhibited from the world. However, a few years ago during the 'Demon uprise,' the members of their clan were wiped out leaving only a few alive.Shun Roosevelt stood as the final surviving member of his clan. Despite his efforts to procreate with other clans, none of his offspring exhibited any signs of inheriting the unique Roosevelt magic. The news of his passing was conveyed to the magistrates during yesterday's gathering in Gales.Liric ate a crab sandwich as he walked toward Riverbead alongside E
Roman walked toward a door, pushing it open and entering. He sat down on a chair within it, exhaling as he looked at a picture frame that lay on a countertop. He was currently a hundred sixty years old but due to the fact that he used a magic spell on himself to preserve his youth, he didn't feel a day over fifty.Maybe he was selfish, his family and children had all died and he was still here. Sitting down on a chair and giving out orders, he inhaled slowly before exhaling again, who was he doing this for? Was it for himself or was it for Vancrest? He grabbed the photo, slowly caressing his fingers on it.The door closed but it made no sound, he didn't hear the door close and neither did he hear the sound of wind blowing. Despite not hearing anything he knew that someone had entered his abode. "Are you here to kill me?" He asked and to his question, there was no response.Roman waited a handful of seconds for a reply before sighing. "I know it's you, Tharne," Roman mentioned, droppin
Igor gathered stares as he walked through the busy city of Leigrix, It was a staple for him to gather stares wherever he went due to his appearance but this time it was a little bit more than just his appearance they were looking at. “Is it just me or are the stares more than usual?”“Probably jus’ you,” Luna responded and Igor struck her head with an open fist.“I was asking Arya.”“It does seem very strange, let's ask around.” They walked toward a random passerby and as they approached him, he ran away, as if he was hiding something.“See, I knew it wasn’t my mask!” Igor exclaimed, a hint of happiness evident in his voice.This marked the second occasion when all three students had teamed up for a mission. Their first collaboration occurred during an eradication quest in a small town plagued by a Yuu-Kai. Although they had bonded somewhat on that mission, Luna and Igor had grown closer, while Arya still maintained a certain distance from them.Arya confidently approached a shop, her
Finn and the top five had finally returned to Gales, their mana had already been reduced in the fight against the Quinx, and the barrier that surrounded the school dampened it even more. Almost making them throw up.They approached the school and it gave off the same vibe Habe's Bay had given off with the way it felt like a ghost town, "Where's Val and Emirus?" Otto asked one of the first years that was headed toward the dorms."I haven't seen them around." The first year spoke and when Finn asked her about Harlow her response was the same.He might've been a bit late but he wanted to meet Harlow, not only for his sake but also for Gin's sake. "That reminds me, Gin hasn't teleported me in a while." Finn walked alongside his group. "He probably met a girl from the cave and now he's eloping.""What are the odds of that happening, Sir?" Dusk asked and Finn searched through his mind for memories of Gin. "To be honest, quite slim." Upon reaching their dorm rooms, they dispersed in differe