Kai and his Master were being led by guards through a passage, one that lead to the cells where the slaves were kept.
"Young master, I understand you're very happy with what has just happened, but please keep in mind that we should leave this building as soon as possible", said Kai with a grim look on his face.
"You have been rushing me this whole time, and yet you refuse to tell me why. You know I don't like being rushed Kai, especially during a meal", said the young man in a matter of fact tone as he walked.
I thought blood and gore sickened you, yet you immediately demanded a meal after the fight.
Kai shook his head as he realized he knew less about his Master than he had thought.
"Either way young master, we shouldn't dally here. I have important duties to which I must attend to at home", said Kai.
The young man stopped and looked at Kai, disbelief plastered on his face.
"What duties?"
"They are duties that are too menial to be mentioned to one as busy as you young master."
"If they are menial then surely they can wait."
"Young master they are menial for you but an absolute necessity for me to perform."
Kai didn't want to waste time, so he pulled his Master along during their conversation.
Afterwards a minor argument occurred. Kai wanted them to hurry, but his Master had no reason to do so.
After a while the young man reached his limit.
"Enough! Why do you insist on hurrying me to such-".
"We are here Lord Shasha".
The young man was interrupted by one of the guards guiding them. He had completely forgotten what they were doing and had been absorbed in his argument with Kai.
After the guard spoke, Kai did something unusual.
His figure blurred and the door to the cell burst open with a loud noise.
*Swoosh*
*Bang*
Dust was lifted up by Kai's rapid movement, causing the young man and the guards to cough.
"Kai! What on earth are you doing!" shouted the young man.
As the dust settled, the young man finally saw what had happened.
Kai was holding the purple haired boy's body in his arms. A large circular rune had been drawn on the ground in blood, and runes had been drawn on both the purple haired boy's head and the white haired boy's head, both boys where inside the rune itself.
"I'm sorry young master, it seems I was too late to stop the ritual", said Kai with a regretful expression.
As soon as Kai said these words, the runes started glowing, and a red light filled the dark room.
The young man was a bit flabbergasted at first, but one look at the runes and he realized what was happening.
This is the ritual for becoming Soul Brethren!
....
"Soul Brethren? What is that?"
Bastian was in the white room, talking to Li, and Li's solution to his current problem was to become Soul Sworn Brethren with the white haired boy.
Bastian had never heard of the phrase, thus his reaction was to question Li further.
"Soul Sworn are beings bound together by a contract that links their souls. Less educated people assume that only the relationship of Master and servant can be achieved, but there is a more complex relationship, where both parties are equals", said Li.
"How would that help in this situation?" said Bastian after thinking for a while.
Li smiled and continued, "It's simple. As a Meister I am sure you know that you're able to share information between you and your servant, such as your servant's whereabouts.
With the Soul Brethren contract, you are able to share far more than just information. For example, in this situation, you can take on some of this boy's burden".
As soon as Bastian heard this his eyes widened in surprise. But he quickly regained his wits and said, "That poison is far above what I can handle, I'm not willing to go as far as to risk myself for a stranger".
Bastian did want to help the boy, but not to the point where he puts himself at risk, especially when such a powerful poison was involved.
"Your bloodline can prevent that. You awakened the blood of the Tyrian Double Headed Storm Dragon. One of the advantages of that bloodline is particularly useful in this situation".
"What advantage?" The fact that Li knew so much about him did not come as a surprise to Bastian, seeing that Li did exist in his body, but he wanted to use this chance to know more about his new body.
"It's a bit difficult to explain, but let me put it to you like this.
The spirit of this poison is one that relies on upsetting the balance of Soul Energy in one's body. To create this energy, one has to have quite the achievements in the Supreme Dao of the Taiji and the Spirit. Your Soul is incredibly powerful, so as far as the Spirit side is concerned you are good to go.
The Tyrian Double Headed Storm Dragon was a beast that had sovereignty over the Supreme Dao of the Taiji. In other words balance. Your body has some control over the laws of balance, and you subconsciously seek balance.
If the poison attempts to attack your soul whilst it is within your own body, then your bloodline will interfere due to the imbalanced nature of the poison, thereby assisting in nullifying the poison.
You may not realize this yourself, but part of the reason you are so interested in this boy is because your bloodline makes you want to fix imbalances. The stronger the imbalance, the more you are enticed to act."
Bastian was baffled by what he had been told. He somewhat understood that this man was talking about some profound universal laws, but what surprised him the most was that Li's words were making sense.
Bastian had told himself that he was acting out of pity and his curiosity when helping the boy, but something in the back of his mind had told him that there was another reason.
Now it makes sense.
After hearing Li's explanation, Bastian started to see that Li was right. Every time he thought about the black energy inside the white haired boy's body, something would put him in a bad place mentally, giving him the urge to fix the white haired boy.
Bastian was still mulling over the information Li had given him, when more information suddenly started flooding into his mind. Thousands of images of runes, spells and other odd creatures like plants started flooding into his mind. Each of these images came with corresponding information involving what was being shown.
After spending sometime sorting out the information, Bastian shook his head as he felt a slight headache.
"What the heck is this stuff you put in my head?" Said Bastian rather displeased.
He's already done? He already processed all that information? What an incredible soul for a mortal.
"This is information about basic magic involving souls and certain bloodlines. In case you don't believe me", said Li in a smug tone.
Bastian frowned. He didn't like the idea that his mind was affected so easily. To him mental security was a sensitive matter.
Li sensed the tension. He was no fool, so he quickly apologized and promised to not do something like that again without Bastian's opinion.
Bastian was still not pleased, but he couldn't help but admit to himself that this information was very useful.
It would take years to learn all of this. This is equivalent to all of the work I did in college!
"Now then, do I need to say anymore for you to take action? Because people are on their way, and they would never allow you to do want you want to do", said Li mysteriously.
"Huh?" said Bastian confused.
Li merely smiled and snapped his fingers.
The next moment, Bastian was back in his cell.
Sigh, when will I stop being taken to random places?
After adjusting his mind, Bastian looked over the information in his mind, to make sure that Li's idea was a good one.
After thinking for a few seconds, Bastian bit his finger. Groaning in pain, Bastian carefully drew a rune on the ground, then on himself and the white haired boy.
It was at this point that Bastian could smell people coming. These scents were new, and assuming that Li was correct, these people would be coming for him.
Bastian then contacted the white haired boy's skin, allowing him to operate his Soul Force. He then closed his eyes so he could focus.
At some point he could hear footsteps, and voices that seemed to be arguing. Then he blacked out, sinking into darkness.
...In the beautiful sky, far, far away from the Sovereign continent, in an area that is not accessible by ordinary means, stood an immense structure floating in the sky.It was a large golden city. Different kinds of buildings, from large to small, covered most of its surface. They were all unique in some way. Be it in shape, size and position. Yet they all had something in common, gold.All of the structures were golden, shining brilliantly in a manner that made it hard to dislike. The entire city, from top to bottom, was covered in those golden buildings, making the entire city shine, its splendor made it look like it was made by the caring hands of deities. Or rather to be more accurate, it was.The city had many floating structures above it, giving one the impression that the city was divided into levels. Judging from the outer appearance, one could even say that the higher one went, the sites were more lavish and the surroundings looked more imposing.At the highest level of the
...Minister Sky was a simple man. He had little ambition and was very comfortable with his life. Having a position in the imperial court, one could even say he was high ranking. Well at least compared to most.Amongst his colleagues, he was quite pitiful. He was usually mocked and scorned. Due to his low rank and his simple way of doing things, he did not mind. He was quite happy with living out his days the way they were.This was Coiling Dragon City, a monolith that controlled countless lands. It was run by the imperial court, which was composed of Ministers.These Ministers each had a role to play in the running of the city. Minister Sky's role was sanitation. It was his role to make sure that the city was clean.The citizens of the city were not ordinary beings. They were all special, and were naturally clean. In other words Minister Sky and his department had little to do. Which is why no faction desired him to be replaced even though he is lazy and simple minded.The court was
Of all the people I had to meet, under these circumstances, it had to be him.Even though he had a smile on his face, his heart was in turmoil. It was a necessary façade; he couldn't let the pain get the best of him."Come let us go! Its fate that you are here as well"Before Sky could react, Li had grabbed Sky's hand and was headed straight for the Ambevilius.Wait what is he doing!?Sky started panicking; he wanted to avoid being involved with Li, at any cost. But his nature made him unable to act. He did not like Minister Li but also did not want to offend him. One could even say that Sky feared Li more than Titus himself!Due to his personal inner conflict, Sky did not notice that he was nearing Ambevilius himself. By the time he had noticed, it was too late.Ambevilius had come for one reason and one reason only. Normally he would not even run his own Empire, let alone attend these meetings. He preferred to spend his time indulging in carnal pleasures.The moment he heard Ministe
"Your Highness, might I suggest something before we decide on this matter?"After Ambevilius had made his proclamation, Minister Filo walked out from the crowd and appeared before the Emperor."Filo, what kind of suggestion?" said Ambevilius.Everyone turned their attention to Filo. "Your Highness, in order to become a successor one must either have passed the 1000 benchmark or one must be very gifted. This Sebastian Tirius is a name none of us have ever heard; this shows that he is not noteworthy. Even though Minister Li has the right to choose who he wants to invest in, it is unfair to the candidates who are more worthy of becoming successors.We should at least ask Minister Li why he has chosen an unknown candidate. I believe his words would put the rest of the investors at ease. Every time other candidates were chosen, their information was known by all, yet none of us here know of this candidate. Don't you think this is a little...unfair?"Filo's words struck a chord with almost
In the dark space, Bastian sat cross legged, observing the white haired boy on the other side of the transparent barrier. A look of contemplation was on his face, as he struggled internally with what to do next.*Buzz*Then suddenly a loud buzzing noise, like a swarm of bees, entered Bastian's ears.Sigh, here it comes again.In preparation for what was about to come, Bastian sat upright and backed away from the barrier.Although the Soul Force membrane could not get past the barrier, it could at least illuminate the surrounding area, showing what was happening on the other side.The white haired boy got up the moment he heard the buzzing, then, in frenzy, he backed himself into the barrier, completely ignoring Bastian's presence.The source of the buzzing was directly where the white haired boy was looking at. The white haired boy screamed, as if he was suffering excruciating agony. The louder the buzzing sound became, the closer the source of the sound was.At some point, the source
Shit! The creatures are here!Indeed. The dreadful ghost like creatures had returned for another round of their attacks on the white haired boy. Except this time, the white haired boy was not alone, Bastian was with him.Bastian had been thinking about quite a few things while practicing with his Soul Force. For example, would he be able to fend off the creatures? Would they even attack him? Would they show up if the barrier was brought down?At this point, Bastian was a few meters away from the white haired boy and he chose to remain there. The intimidating appearance of the creatures was a bit too stimulating for the scholar.OK. This is scary.Looking from the barrier, had given Bastian a sense of security. So even though he was intimidated by the creatures, he was still able to stand being close to them. But at that moment, the barrier had disappeared.Bastian tried to soothe himself using logic.I destroyed the barrier, and the creatures couldn't pass the barrier. So logically sp
The movement was so quick Bastian barely had any time to react.Whoa! So fast! How did he do that?"Answer me, or die!" said the boy. He even pressed the edge of the sword even more on Bastian's throat, in an attempt to further intimidate Bastian.I am afraid of ghosts, but little boys are a different story."Wait I can explain. Just promise me you will let me explain." The boy nodded his head, and gestured with his chin for Bastian to continue.Bastian then started narrating the entire story, from the arena to their current situation. Throughout the entire explanation, the boy eyed him like a hawk. Bastian was rather calm and explained in a fluid and relaxed manner.From time to time, the boy would ask a few questions, and Bastian would answer, until Bastian reached the part where he said that he had launched a Soul Brethren contact in order to save the boy.The boy was shocked, which momentarily caused him to let down his guard.Chance!The entire time, Bastian had been lowering a s
The boy did not answer Bastian's question, he only remained silent but there was a tinge of sadness in his eyes. Bastian could tell that this was a somewhat sensitive subject, so he decided to move straight to the point."Point is, if you want to survive, then we have to make this contract now. I'm pretty sure you have no other option."Bastian released the boy from his prison as a show of good faith but he was still weary of the boy. His quick movement before had been far too surprising. Bastian was still trying to figure out how he did that.They are in soul form, so Martial Techniques should not be usable here. The quick movement that the boy had done before definitely appeared to be a Martial Technique but according to Bastian's knowledge, that should be impossible."Why are you helping me?" said the boy.Bastian had been stuck in his own train of thought, so this question caught him off guard."Hhmm? Oh. You said it yourself. I subconsciously seek balance because of my bloodline.
The streets of Yani City were abandoned for the city was under siege. The usual hustle and bustle of the markets, the shouting and cursing from the arena and the footsteps of civilians were now like ghosts of memories past. No one would have accepted that this was a previously active peak C-class city. Repeated attacks from previous years had taught them many a painful lesson, especially when it came to evacuation procedures. The entire city had been safely evacuated to a large underground bunker by the Dwight family members.As the de facto leaders of the city, they had the ability to mobilise all city resources under them. The troops provided by the Yorks made sure the civilians followed the orders and kept the peace while the Cole provided provisions. The large bunker was under the stewardship of the Oxlade family.At an intersection, in one of the richest districts in the city, an area considered just outside the Dwight family compound, stood a relaxed Guy, looking at the sky. He
Let's rewind time a bit to understand what was happening. All the bigshots of the Cole family and Shasha family had gathered together. Bastian had put together a plan, and they were getting told what to do."First is the southern wall. This will be the only defensive battle on our hands, so it makes sense to have most of our soldiers there. Vermaelen will take most of General Moto's soldiers and hold the wall for us. This job is probably the most simple yet most pivotal.The aquatic daemons will have to climb over the wall to have any chance, so all Vermaelen has to do is keep them away from the wall. If that's hard, then take care of them if they climb it."Vermalaen grunted in response. General Moto was uncomfortable handing her his troops, but he trusted Bastian so he nodded, giving his blessing."Both Sula and General Moto, select and take the most elite soldiers from both armies and make a second group. This group shall move in tandem with Tino
Every ten or so years Yani City would accept a new batch of mercenaries within their city. The unsuspecting mercenaries usually came from far away lands, so they had no clue regarding the tragedies that would befall them from the horde. On the Sovereign Continent, wars were as numerous as the stars in the night sky.Plenty of cities and countries would rely on mercenaries to deal with the problems that plagued the, with Yani city being no exception. The difference between the weak and strong however became apparent at this point, with the strong cites having strong home grown armies.Onismo York stood above a pile of daemon corpses.These were some of the birds that had made it over the wall. Onismo had stationed his men just behind the west and north side of the wall just in case the mercenaries were overwhelmed.The man was adorned in armour from head to toe while his right hand held a large battle axe that was far bigger than what his body should be able
Kitrid started breaking into a cold sweat, because Meera's point was quite valid. Best way to deal with a horde this size is to deal with the alpha. The problem was that in this case the alpha might be too strong for them to handle, so Kitrid was not sure how they were going to go about it."What is taking Tyson so long? The support he promised should be here by now" Kitrid was fighting on the east wall facing the south east direction from which the horde was coming from. Due to the fact that his troops faced the full brunt of the horde, the elder council had promised support. Tyson Cole represented the elders by giving his word that he would send reinforcement if they were in dire straits.At the moment they had lost thousands of men. Thousands more were injured and even more were to fall in battle if this were to continue. The birds in the sky and the beasts on the ground formed a perfect combination minimizing all the advantages Kitrid and his troops had. 
Bastian sat in the Cole family garden. It was a charming botanical wonder full of flowers Bastian had never seen before and well trimmed trees and hedges in neat little rows. Soon the plan would be put into action, and Bastian's mind had been racing. Several gardeners were tending to the maize of stunning flora. His clothes were fine and comfortable, provided by Tyson Cole while Bastian had been living under his house to prepare for the ensuing battle that was to come. His hair was growing again, in fact he found it grew quite quickly, but Bastian had become accustomed to keeping it short.He had been taking walks in Tyson Cole's garden more frequently in the past few days, choosing to seclude himself in meditative isolation as much as he possibly could, and he knew why. Since the deafening roar – no, that was too recent – since he had woken up in a foreign body in this foreign land and trapped with this foreign soul inside him that claimed to have become a
She regained her footing and prepared to fire again. The thunderbird was busy snapping at something. She realised it was one of her men that the alpha thunderbird must have snatched as it swept over the wall.A few more chomps and it swallowed, leaving a dismembered leg to fall limp to the ground. Meera conjured another bow and began firing arrow-lances like crazy. With amazing agility it dodged them all and returned for another bite.it was clear the alpha was faster and stronger than normal thunderbirds, but Meera kept firing. As it swept over the wall again it snatched up another soldier with its tremendous jaws and took another one in its talons. The soldier trapped in its talons was still alive and was struggling to get free. The alpha thunderbird simply squeezed and there was a crunching noise. The soldier stopped struggling. The talons released him and he fell limp all the way to the hard ground.The alpha thunderbird made another hundred and eighty degree
He was one of Kit's commanders and had been charged to hold the eastern wall. Now as the behemoths came closer he found that all the thoughts that had plagued him earlier. All the uncertainty seemed to fade away. Now his mind was clear, except for one thought. It was of her. He imagined her waiting for him in the city after the battle, and held on tight to the memory. They were getting closer now. Large, herbivorous behemoths with three large horns arranged in a triangle; two on its head and one on at the tip of its snout. They shook the earth as they knocked down anything in their way. If they got through then the city would definitely fall.Suddenly something heavy came down on him. He hadn't expected it. It knocked his horse over, throwing him to the ground. it was the corpse of a thunderbird that had been slain in mid-air. As he fell he spun around and kicked the thunderbird into the path of an oncoming behemoth. The lumbering beast tripped on the corpse, resulting in a d
Yani city itself was situated on a large desert island. the island itself was about the size of a small country. The daemon horde usually came from the far south east region of the island where there was a vast jungle that had not yet been consumed by the desert. While the inhabitants of the city could leave whenever they wanted, the island happened to be rich in one thing: minerals, and lots of them. This is what had drawn humans to the island and forced them to stay. Now the city was thriving and it was too late to turn back.As Kit scanned the horizon all he could see was sand and trees until the point where the sky touched the ground. But there was no doubt about it, the horde was coming. He turned around on Valo, to face his men."Listen." He said, calmly. His voice was loud and clear, and as the archers on top of the walls were all cultivators he knew he didn't have to speak very loud for them to hear him. "Can you hear it?" as the wind faded into the backg
Kit took a deep breath. His heart was racing, but his mind was surprisingly clear. Maybe he just couldn't hear himself think against the blaring noise of the sirens of Yani city warning them all of what was coming, a constant reminder of the impending doom in Kit's ears.His uniform was new, or it may have been Kit had never seen actual battle, which did little to inspire his men's faith in him. He led a band of mercenaries that had been hired by the elders of the city about ten years earlier for this very purpose. It was less a band and more like a small army and for ten years they had known the horde was coming. They had talked about this day, trained for it, and waited for it for ten years. Now the day had arrived and the city expected to get its money's worth.It was obvious that the past ten years had been all talk for most of the mercenaries belonging to the avenging shield mercenary group. They wore light black leather uniform. Kit, their commander,