The radiant moon illuminated the lawless town of Regrah as the wealthy and nobles gathered to welcome their new district commander. They hoped that with the arrival of this person, the town would be saved. Though it was the size of a city, the subtraction of lawless areas within the district left only a smaller residential area populated by the law-abiding and wealthy, resembling more of a town. It wasn't until five years after the current situation that the town steadily grew to the size of a full city or district. The carriage carrying the district commander stopped at the city square, where the banquet was being held. One of the knights accompanying the carriage opened the door for the new district commander. "Huh?" "A girl? Is this some kind of joke?" The once joyful cheers of the citizens were replaced with tantrums and bickering upon the arrival of a girl not more than sixteen years of age. "Does the kingdom take us for fools to send a little girl to save this town?" The
Vladimir held the bodies of his fallen subordinates as the memories of their time together flashed through his aching heart. Eight years ago, the trio were merely kids of servants who served at the commander's castle. They were the only children in the castle, as they were allowed to live there with their parents due to a rule that permits the maids and servants of the castle to live within the servant section with their families for as long as they work there. The district commander then was a ruthless and wicked tyrant who bullied the servants and everyone else in the district. He collected taxes even though all district commanders receive a hefty grant from the king every month. One day... "Who dares steal from Fuu the great!?" The castle was caught in an uproar as someone had stolen a ring in the possession of the commander. He ordered all the servants to be brought to him. "One of you peasants has taken something valuable from me. I'm sure the rest of you are all innocent
"My people..."The location was situated in the heart of Hondah, just outside the penitentiary.Following the assault on Hondah Prison, the crew proceeded to interrogate their fallen comrades.Now gathered around Vladimir, the citizens of Hondah listened intently as he addressed them."First and foremost, allow me to extend my sincerest apologies for not being present during your time of need."Vladimir momentarily fell silent before continuing, taking a moment to survey the faces surrounding him.Several appeared emaciated compared to when he had last seen them; many bore bandages that concealed wounds inflicted by Yusaku Ona's invasion.A sense of profound despair was etched upon all their countenances—an entirely understandable reaction given recent events."We have all lost cherished individuals who once formed part of our everyday lives... I make you this promise: Nay! I swear upon my very name!"He struck his chest with forceful conviction."Vladimir Vex swears on his life that
Yusaku Ona stood regally before Yuri's cell, donning kingly attire and the very crown that once graced his predecessor's head. "Brother, he began with a smug grin, gripping the bars of Yuri's confinement. "I too found myself in such dire straits not long ago, at the mercy of Sasha and her band of envoys." Yuri was similarly bound and battered as Yusaku Ona had been during his own captivity. Yuri was chained in a similar way that Yusaku Ona was chained when he was taken prisoner by Sasha and the Envoys. Yuri slowly raises his head to look at his brother. "Brother, what has gotten over you? The once noble man who raised me as a child, I refuse to believe you're the same." Yusaku Ona only laughed at Yuri's remarks as he bent to the level of his captive brother to stare directly into his eyes. "It wasn't I who changed, but you, brother. I used to think that whatever the case, you would always stand beside me; if you did, you would be ruling with me today, but instead, you chose a bu
The location was the district commander's castle in Regrah. Yusaku Ona was sitting on a throne with his cheek rested on his palm."Oh, Onaaa, I'm back," Jester announced, entering the room with a skip in his step, halting just a few paces from Yusaku Ona."Jester, did you deliver the letter?" Yusaku Ona inquired.The masked clown chuckled and offered a thumbs up in response.Yusaku Ona smirked as he produced a map, presenting it to Jester."As promised, the map of Gaia's heart. A cherished heirloom passed down through generations of Harijoh's royal family," he explained.Jester eagerly snatched the map, cradling it against his cheek with affection."We're both getting what we desire, hahaha. You'll have Stark's kid's head, and I'll have a truly unique treasure," Jester declared, breaking into a dance that irked Yusaku Ona.'Once you aid me in apprehending my remaining enemies, I shall take your head as well. You are an accursed artifact user. You are all the same to me. Nothing but in
In an unknown location. "Eeeeeeee!" Falconi and Jacob rushed through a door after they heard a screeching sound. "Sisi!" "Sasha!" "What! Who said you could just barge into my cabin like that? Do you have a death wish or something?" The two envoys were relieved and, at the same time, frightened over the actions of their leader. They had thought that something bad might have happened to her. "We heard you screaming; what's the matter?" "Was I really that loud?" She said this as she placed her hands on her cheeks. She then picks up her phone from the bed and shows the two the contents of the screen. It was the social media application being run by the System Artifact that oversees all networking and internet access during this age. They leaned closer to take a better look at the contents of the screen. [Hy Sasha, Yusaku Ona has taken over Harijoh, and we need your help to stop him.] Krystal had sent her a message asking for her assistance. Of course, he knew that they'd event
"What do you mean he's our vice captain?"The first to speak up after the revelation was Grover; it was noticeable in the tone he exerted that he wasn't happy.'I thought I was the vice.'"Hihi! Well, he's stronger than I am, Grover, and if it weren't for him, we all wouldn't be here right now." Krystal replied with a grin as he slapped the back of his "best friend."."Nice to meet you, Sir Kazami; I'm Justin." Justin gave the man a handshake, which he readily accepted.Vladimir and Riley followed suit to welcome their new companion."Vladimir. Spare with me soon; I'll love to face a man that the captain speaks of in high regard.""I'm Riley; I joined recently too.""Once again, it's nice to meet you guys.""By the way, what are you doing all the way here, Kazami?""It's a long story.""Let me guess," Grover said. "It has something to do with seven certain special individuals."Kazami raised his eyebrow and looked at the thief."Sorry, and you are?" The remark made Grover pop a vein.
"Wow! This coffee is amazing, Sir Agnus Reigns," exclaimed Vladimir. "Mhmmm. Absolutely exquisite," Riley added, nodding in agreement. Their faces lit up with delight and amazement. "What's the secret to such fantastic coffee?" Vladimir inquired, taking another sip. "The quality of the beans, the brewing process, the ratio of beans to water, the grind size, even the water temperature and steeping time—all contribute to the taste," Agnus Reigns explained, pouring more coffee into their cups. "But the most important ingredient... is love." "Pft. Love? You can't eat love, old man," Grover interjected, a vein seemingly popping on his head. Riley smacked Grover's head, causing his hat to fall off. "Hey! Why'd you do that?" "By love, I mean passion for what you do. Making coffee requires patience, and that patience comes from a love for the craft," Agnus Reigns clarified. "Mhmm!" Everyone, except Grover, nodded in agreement. "Now, I'll train you for the upcoming battle. If this Ona f
Grover sat meditating in the house of shadows. One of the most unlikeliest places that he thought he would be at this time. Not quite surprisingly, it had been a year since their adventures with the members of the guild and the Ore organization. He smiled gently because, at least, that was something to smile about now—because those were terrible days. Days in which they lived for months on the brink of the end of all humanity, only one step away from one wrong move. Beside him, Shambala was levitating. It seemed as though both of them were communicating through telepathic means without even saying any words. Not too far away from them, Vladimir and Krystal had just finished dueling that morning, and while Vladimir had stopped to clean the perspiration from his face, Krystal, who had won the match, was feeling a bit more excited and was walking away with a smile on his face.On Krystal’s side, it seems like after everything, their lives went back to normal. But, of course, he knows th
Krystal, in getting out of his stance, quickly lunged at the man, whom he quickly identified as a member of the organization. He remembered the horrible things this particular individual had done to him in the past few hours and was not only going to pay back, but was also going to take the opportunity to punish him for his offenses against mankind.The man quickly realized that he was in a dire situation with three of them facing him, but being a typical member of the organization, it did not even occur to him that there was any other way out of this. He was possessed by the kind of pride that could not ask for mercy. He braced himself for battle and began to fight ceaselessly, even as they attacked him mercilessly on every side.Several times in the short period, they would look at each other’s faces and, without saying a word, deploy the strategy on how to teach this fellow lesson. All he knew was that he bore the brunt of this skill technique, but he did not know how they arrived,
As Grover and Vladimir fought with the guard, Krystal simply looked on without saying anything. Grover realized that, at that point, he was unstable and also very vulnerable. It could easily be tilted in any direction if he stayed in that trance, so even as he fought, he thought of the scheme to get them out of this situation.“Krystal! Krystal, we’re here.” He yelled, but there was no response.Seeing this, they immediately continued to fight with the man once again while they kept trying to use physics on Krystal so he would awaken.Krystal remained where he was standing and didn’t quite pay attention to them, but the man they were fighting with did not like the idea that they were trying to wake Krystal up. The man was annoyed with the way things were going. It was his fault, but there was nothing he was going to be able to do about it. He had caused it. In that moment, he thought of a number of things. The first of which was the reason why he did not call for backup as soon as he
Grover lay on his side, thinking about how he had probably broken a few ribs and how tired he felt. This fight had gone on seemingly forever. He knew they could not give up. But he had to admit that he was getting tired. He looked to Vladimir, who was unmoving with his face in the dust, and did not like the silence, which was only interrupted by the heavy breathing of the guard. If there was any consolation in this situation, it was the fact that the heavy breathing was an indication that the guard himself found them a worthy challenge and was also tired.Just as they finished fighting, as they lay in the dust, they heard a mighty sound as the wall behind them cracked. Grover mustered all his energy in time to see what had made that sound, and he noticed Vladimir also tried to do that, regardless of how tired he was. Not knowing what was beyond the wall, he did not like it that the man behind it had been fighting. He was excited about whoever was coming behind it and looked at it with
Grover and Vladimir had been fighting the security person they had seen by the gate to the cave, and it looked like he was getting the better of them. In fact, he had begun gloating, teasing, and making fun of them about how weak they were despite being two and coming against him as a single person.Just as he thought that he had defeated the two, a loud yell came from deep inside the structure. When Grover heard it, it took a minute to sink in, and he then became excited because he would know this voice. Anyway, this was Krystal’s voice. Krystal was yelling that he was not going to agree to be used.“ Arggg!!! Leave me alone! I will win! I have already won! I will always win.“ He kept shouting these over and over again, warding off whatever entity it was that he was fighting, saying that he wouldn’t give up and he'd keep fighting. The more they listened to the exchange, the more they realized that he wasn’t fighting with someone outside of himself but with something on his inside. It
Grover and Vladimir have been deployed by Shambala to go find Krystal and his father, rescue them, and bring them to safety while he and the rest of the guild had a face-off with the members of the organization at the gate. Aside from the unfortunate fellow who had seen them attempting to escape and had paid for it dealing with his life, no other person had seen or been accosted so far because of the chaos they had left at the gate. Grover did not think that they would intentionally make such a stupid decision as to drain the entire facility of its fighting force to only one location to fight an enemy.He thought that the decision to concentrate their entire fighting force in one location was born out of the mindset that they had never been attacked here and, with the exception of the members of the guild, might never have even been discovered at this location. Grover also thought of how it was such a good feeling. Nobody was lunging at him to take his life or were trying to fight wit
As soon as Grover noticed that the portal and the gates had started shutting them in, he quickly shouted, “Fight for the freedom of the five continents, oh ye men! This is a fight for the earth!”This charge, as innocuous as it sounded, was just the right encouragement that his comrades needed as they warded off their enemies with physical strength and artifact strength. They fought as though recharged by an invisible force.While he was fighting, Shambala found a way to distance his mind from the fight and then his thoughts. And as he did so, he realized something. That one, when the bell was rung earlier, had a code to it. One strike alone would have been a major indication that the barrier had been reached. Two strikes would have been a call for reinforcement, being that the intruders would be too strong. Three strikes were a summons for every possible fighting person in the structure to come out and join the reinforcement. And if that was the situation, it means that every single
Open, open, mother of horror, and let the children come in. Kin or foe, you shall decide. For to kin your cleave and on foe you will feast. These words reverberated in Grover’s mind as he heard the crack of the opening of the Gates of Doom, and indeed, as they opened, he understood why they were known as the gates of hell. The others have been clearly amazed that the poem he heard in the atmosphere turned out to be the key, and as Shambala said the words, the gate opened. However, before they could jubilate, some figures flew out of the building, looking at them angrily; they did not look like they were pleased to see them.Obviously, since no one knew the location of the gates of doom, it was understandable that they had not had guests in a long time. Not like a place called the Gates of Doom would have many visitors at any rate. In Vladimir’s mind, as he looked at these figures, he quickly realized that this was where the battle was to begin. He only hoped that their fate did not e
Following the suggestion by one of them, they fired at the barrier until a building started to reveal itself in bits as they hit it. And as they persisted, the whole building was shown to be a gate. At some point, no matter how hard they hit, the building wouldn’t budge but continued to reflect their energy against them. It’s only made him get tired faster.Shambala had come to the front of the company and was able, after some time, to interpret the inscription on the door. He voiced out the words in the old tongue and then translated them into their language as “the gates of doom." As if the literal meaning of the words was not terrifying enough, the horror on his face as he said those words made a chill run down the spines of his men. Some of them, who had invariably been to close the door, moved further away from it.Of course, they knew that they had no choice but to go in knowing that Krystal was in there, and they would not leave without him. Seeing these things only made them he