Chapter 1 Introductions part 1
The intensity of the sun’s beams pierce through the horizon as the sun sets. Light falls short of a boy near death with his back against the worn brick walls of Steps to Heaven. This is the most popular bar where adventurers come to relax after their escapades. No one takes a second look as they enter through the metal door. Surrounded by yesterday’s leftovers and weeks of peanuts, in a tattered dirt blanket. Frozen in isolation, dying from hunger, hyperthermia and set to die. He waits for the darkness to engulf him. Night finally takes his vision, his senses, his suffering. He hears his heart slow to a stop, then the rush of warmth and comfort surrounding the darkness.
???’S view
‘I need a drink. That Grim Raven almost mutilated my beautiful face.’ “Ah I should have pulled each individual feather out and cooked it for the wolves instead of just toasting it alive.” ‘But I sure as hell hope that the Envoys don’t give me another quest for a week.’
“Since when has it ever been declinable!?”
(author’s note: Implanting an optical illusion into the brain, text in blue backgrounds can be seen and also implanted into memory but seriously it’s not actually there :P who’s capable of doing such things? You’ll find out… not soon)
“Da fuck is this!”
‘Damn the Envoys, giving one chore after another.’ I peer down to my left and see the mangled and dying condition he is in. ‘A king! Just blasphemy!’ Kneeling down I hoist him over my shoulder and hear the crack of his ribs.
“Just how much is he dying!?”
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I turn in the direction of E.M.P and run past the crowds standing in my way with a gust and flutter. When I stop short of the door, I see the blood splattered across his garments.
BOOM
“Jackal I need you NOW!”
“What did you do this time Nkot?”
“15 seconds help him Jack!”
Jackal’s view
Instinctively, I wake up to the boom of the door’s death. ‘Ah he broke another one again, it better be important this time.’
“Jackal I need you NOW!”
I jump down the stairs hoping it’s something important. ‘I wanted to sleep for once too, you know!’
“What do you need this time Nkot?”
My face tightens, I see the termination alert above his head.
“15 seconds, help him Jack!”
“Shut up, lay him on the couch!”
Ι φορμ α βονδ βετωεεν τηε λιφε ανδ δεατη, γραντ με λιφε φορ τηε πριχε οφ μινε. Λετ δεατη βε προλονγεδ το ανοτηερ δαψ. Εν?οψ οφ Λιμιτ λιφτ τηε λιμιτ φορ μανα, χαστ REFUEL & REPAIR. A red glow forms and I fall onto the floor in exhaustion from the mana consumption as I watch the glowing cells revitalize and regenerate.
“Huff puff huff, tell me Nkot, why the hell is this kid so important?”
Before he can tell me I find out on my own looking at the Q figures above him.
“Am I seeing things or….”
“So I’m not crazy either Jackal, he has all…, he has all three.”
Nkot’s Punishment
After Jackal got his strength back he ordered me to go wash the dishes and make him a seven course meal. Of course I resisted and remembered why I should never say no to Jackal.
“Oh really? You don’t want to repay the 1,564,090,953 Res you owe me?”
Crap he remembered.
“I do, I do but I just don’t have the money right now.”
“Really?! As I recall you just came back from a rank S mission so I’m sure the Grimnoire will pay at least 5 million Res for the memories.” His eyes began to turn into dark Res signs as he cracked his knuckles walking towards me.
“No, no, no spare me. I’ll pay, I’ll pay just stop.”
My back hits the wall and I realize I’m cornered.
“Don’t worry I’ll take off another 5 million Res if you stay still while I have fun!”
“NOOOOOOOO, SOMEONE ANYONE, SAVE ME!”
That night the screams of little a girl woke the neighborhood.
