I felt tired when I got home so I opted to make a simple dinner with a bit of egg that I found in the refrigerator. A day full of emotions drained my energy, especially that unstoppable girl who did not stop talking, moving and taking me with her but that is not a bad feeling, in fact it is quite pleasant to feel loved and under her constant attention so I will take advantage of the time I have to myself by relaxing a little. When I finished cooking I ate without too many procedures and went to the bathroom that I filled before eating, I entered the bathtub with my neck and head sticking out of the water while the rest was submerged, clearing complicated thoughts from my head I took advantage of the bathroom to rest and allow myself to wander without clear ideas contrary to the skirmish in which my mind had turned in recent days. Without realizing it my vocal cords let out a voice indiscernible from the sound of the drops that still fell on the large container almost full.
—Powers...
After almost falling asleep while taking a bath I woke up by splashing water on my face. With a reasonable amount of time having run I got up and let the water flow causing the bathtub to be emptied in under a minute. Wrapping a towel around my waist I had the sudden feeling that Monica was watching me from somewhere, I sneakily looked in all directions looking for something I knew I wouldn't find and then I looked to the mirror appreciating my face.
—It's hard to believe that someone like her likes this face… seriously, what do you see in me?
My self-esteem problems attacked me again after a long time without me realizing it, thinking that this problem had been buried meters underground for years I cut off those thoughts and shook my head.
—What am I talking about...? I had put that behind me.
Sighing with some regret I thoughtfully patted my face to ward off negative thoughts. As I kept looking at my reflection I remembered something that had happened earlier.
—Should I cut it? —I said as I brushed my hair with my own hands—. Uh… I was thinking about doing it… but with the clothes you bought me today that would be a waste although I could fix it in a way that looks great too… To cut or not to cut? I think I better check with her before doing it... even so...
I got up straight quickly, gaining a broader reflection that reached my waist. Placing the opposite hand over the eye that was not covered by hair and separating the index and middle fingers to make room for vision, I knew I had to recite something.
—Filthy creature! Although you possess the power of reality, your machinations are no more than a cakewalk for mi warlike eye, even if I can’t defeat you now, after getting free from the seal that holds the sword of the legends, obsculixbur in my black soul, my hidden eye will bring out your true identity! —Using my free hand I opened the mirror that served as a small door with shelves at the back and took a small circular glass, closing the mirror door with that same hand I pushed aside the hair that covered my other eye and inadvertently for my own performance placed the contact lens but being careful and then closed it, dropping my arm—. Now... that the eye of the ethereal flames has been isolated from its confinement, I, Raklix Racnor will put an end to your stupid megalomaniac aspirations and also will free the world from the yoke imposed by these stupid gods! —I opened my eye now with an orange glow due to the lens.
The sudden movements that I executed with my body served to make the towel tied around my waist fall to the floor leaving me completely exposed to no one but myself. It was the indicator that told me “stop”. Picking it up off the floor I tied it back up and left the bathroom.
—Sometimes I wonder if I really got over my chūni phase… ah… it doesn't matter. With the jacket that will definitely be the best thing I have ever done in my life, I have to remove the sword and the chains from their hiding place.
And even though I said that those two things weren't the only things I had in mind because there is a lot more toy weaponry where I got that from, seriously… third year of high school and I still play with these things, will I really be okay? I suppose that as long as I do it in the privacy and know how to distinguish reality from my own delusions everything will work out.
Having taken things out of their place I put on my cool and recently acquired black outfit and began to pose in front of the mirror in my dark room with dim purple lights as the sole source of illumination, displaying weapons such as swords, pistols and assault rifles (clearly all fake) and occasionally taking a photo or two in the positions that convinced me the most and hiding them in a special app under password.
—Ready... this is quality material. I never imagined that several years after going through my chūnibyō I would be doing something like this, it's not my fault! It's hers for buying me such a cool outfit! —I stopped to think about something—. But I’m still worried about “that thing that I will have to do regardless of whether I want to or not” as a payment for the clothes, could it have to do with that pile of things that she bought along my clothes? Gloves... a tie... hmmm.
Running out of ideas I decided to change into more comfortable clothes and stored all the 8th grade syndrome props in lockable boxes in the back of my closet under a pile of clothes and other more normal things like a vacuum and sheets. With that done I threw myself into bed with my phone in hand to check the latest notifications before going to sleep. Seeing some messages in the trays of my messaging apps I accessed them “Moni <3”, “Mom”, “Shiro” were the names shown, sometimes I wonder if to put a heart next to a nickname for her name is too excessive of me.
Shiro: You looked really good in that outfit! Where you bought it?
Me: Believe me when I say that you don't want to go there, it's going to suck your soul. Monica practically dragged me there and bought it herself.
Apparently he had the phone in his hands because as soon as I left the conversation, he answered.
Shiro: Oh… that’s a shame. Well, you forgot, right?
Me: Forget what?
Shiro: Tomorrow of course.
Me: Tomorrow? What happens tomorrow?
Shiro: You are a basket case Dan.
Me: You too? Monica told me the same thing. Seriously… what happens tomorrow? I'm starting to get scared that someone will be upset because I forgot something important.
Shiro: I don't think anyone will bother about it so don't give it too much thought, surely you will remember tomorrow, well, we'll talk later.
Me: Yes, I guess, see you later.
Really? Does Shirogane also know that something happens tomorrow? What the hell did I forgot? Trying to dismiss that extra worry, I entered Mom's conversation looking to forget what I forgot but that was nothing more than a sham.
Mom: I assure you… you forgot about it.
I tried to cut that conversation quick. I am not in the mood to fall into the same game once again. Finishing with her after asking how her and dad were doing she told me that everything was going well and that they would return at the beginning of autumn, a fairly long vacation huh, although I am not surprised, they are visiting many places far away from home, she also told me that would bring back many presents. To conclude I left the best in the end.
Moni <3: We'll definitely meet tomorrow you forgetful fool who poses in the bathroom and in his room with dark lights <3!
Me: Perverted, stalker, nuisance, violator of private property, disgusting, perpetrator of attacks on human rights.
My face turned completely red and my ears were hot, after pressing the send button I stuck my head under the sheets.
Moni <3: Hey hey hey! Don't be so rude! It was just a glimpse!
Me: DIE!
Moni <3: Well then, I'll leave it here for today. Love you!
An animated sticker of a kiss was her last message, I can't tell that it wasn't adorable but her intrusions on my daily life are sometimes terrifying, I feel like I can't do things without being observed... I think if I don't want this to become a real problem I must seriously discuss it with her. Leaving the phone on a small nightstand next to my bed I retrieved the remote control of the plasma TV that hung on the wall in front of the bed and pressed the power button, today was the broadcast day of the final episode of an anime that I started watching 24 weeks ago so I would not miss it for anything in the world. Checking the hour and considering that I did everything so far remembering the broadcast schedule, the preparation was chronometric since I arrived at home. This would be the last thing I would do before going to sleep so I put the control aside and started enjoying the show which ended just over 20 minutes later in an epic way. Turning off the TV I put the remote on the table next to my cellphone again and closed my eyes ready to face the dreams and nightmares that might come for me tonight.
***
The sunlight hit my closed eyelids but even so they did not block it all making me open them when I perceived light. What I saw had little to envy the dream world, for this reason my slow awakening process turned into a truly accelerated process of awakening, opening my eyes wide and sitting up in bed staring at the bedroom which was clearly different from the one I remember lying in last night. The impression of this relocation was such that at the time I did not notice one of the most disturbing things that I must have noticed from the beginning.
In the upper right corner of my vision was a small and elegantly designed gold frame encased a green band with the number 2242/2242 on top, those are undoubtedly health points (HP). My breathing quickened as I realized this, when I started to look around I noticed that my sleeves were different, when I saw my arms, my long sleeves directed my eyes towards my body covered in light armor over green flannel and brown pants.
—What it is...!?
My complaint was interrupted by a shrill sound that echoed in my head for a moment, an exclamation sign appeared in my view and from it a box with text formed.
“Unlocked skill: Eye of War”
Having stayed in place for about three seconds, the square slid to the right and disappeared from my vision.
—Hey! Wait a minute, wait wai-
A small book appeared on my hands that were making sudden movements so I stopped once more when I felt that and took a look at the blank cover with no title to refer to, there was no indication of what it might contain so without thinking too much about it I opened it, seeing that it had only one page.
“Hello, elite adventurer Raklix Racnor, descendant of a family of dragons and avid warriors on the battlefield! Or rather... Danny Wakahisa, my partner and possession, how are you? I am Monica, the girl to whom your love and heart is devoted. You probably don't understand anything that's going on right now but don't worry, I trust you can adapt quickly to this situation, after all you play video games frequently so this kind of thing will be a piece of cake for you... well, for now there is not much I should tell you so I'll be clear and concise. Rak, you need to save this world. One week from now the god of destruction Mroine Idceal threaten to destroy it and you're the only one who can stop that monstrosity! Why? Because you are the only one who possesses the two eyes of dark salvation, the skill you just saw “Eye of War” is one of them although the second will take much longer to unlock… good luck! You need to become stronger because in your present state will be impossible for you to accomplish the defeat of Mroine so you need to refine your skills, sharpen your senses and hone your sight in this week that awaits you, swinging the sword of your soul from side to side. If you manage to beat Mroine you will receive a substantial prize worthy of having saved the land of twilight, Destinia, but if you fail... you will receive an equivalently juicy punishment... at least juicy for me. In short, see you in a week honey and don't worry, the days are really short and I manipulated your perception of time so it won't be a real week“. —Monica Riedel.
That's it?
I started using my fingers to rummage between the two covers up and down and shaking it I didn't find something like a secret compartment that had more text in it, apparently that's all I have.
—Are you serious?
This cannot be… with a flaming effect in orange letters with a gold outline the name Raklix Lacnor was written to the left of the HP bar. This is decided, I’m in a game.
Inside of me two feelings began to go one after the other, chasing each other and creating a whirlwind; anger and happiness raced violently in my head giving a single logical explanation to all this mess. Monica is playing with me by taking advantage of her powers once again. Concluding this I gave a heavy sigh and closed my eyes letting myself fall backwards on the mattress, trying to assimilate all this situation, however I did not wait too long because according to Monica's words my instance here will be somewhat limited by what I must move fast.
Remembering everything I learned so far in this hectic morning I jumped out of bed and headed for the door; noticing that in the room everything looks like old furniture, wooden things, a beautiful and very detailed painting in oil depicting a sunset which is supposed to replace my plasma screen.
When I took the doorknob I opened it and when I went through it, having a strange emptiness in my stomach and putting one foot outside the room, I was leaving the house.
—Huh?
Being aware of this I saw myself outside a small structure that was apparently my house, a very rustic one made of wood and stone bricks. Surveying the landscape I found myself and the cabin on a hill. Right from the door there was a dirt road without grass leading to a village down the hill, other than that everything else was a meadow bounded by forests in the distance, the clouds hovering high in the sky cast moving shadows across the vast expanse of land while the dire sun blazed fiercely.
—This is… amazing, can she really do something like this?
That's what it's all about, a fantasy world is shown right before my eyes right now, how did I get here? That does not matter because I have to work according to my maxim: Defeat the god of destruction. To do it I need to prepare first, I think I'll go to the town to buy something... but… I think I don’t have money…
Just when I thought about that a small sheet appeared on my right hand, raising it I read what was written.
“To access the inventory think about it, it shows your money, objects and skills”
—Think about it? Like this?
As I emptied my mind of other casual thoughts and concentrated strongly in the “inventory” idea, a partial menu above my view appeared showing some boxes in the left, in the upper right, a box with what I deduce is a chibi representation of me with adjacent squares of which some were occupied, I suppose it was my equipment… over that… “Level” accompanied by the number 10, under the equipment there were some boxes with familiar text, “Skills”, for now I just have the “Eye of war”, above the center is the word “Progress” with 0% indicated. Lasting, centered at the bottom is a picture of a coin worth... worth...
—HOW MUCH?!
Instantly upon seeing the 12 digit number I started running towards the town, careful not to fall and start rolling.
***
When I left there I had equipment and a target; apparently there is a demon that has been wreaking havoc in a nearby magical forest burning and sacrificing animals and then hanging them on stakes near the town, although those seem more like the antics of a child with a mental sickness I was expressly told to be careful because many adventurers have disappeared when entering the depths of the forest for the mission, they are supposed to have been killed.
One thing that surprised me was observing my level and finding a 10 instead of 1, I suppose it is to give me a less intense margin of failure, like that I consider my PS quite high with 2242 points to start with but considering that I will face a demon just starting out it is probably not too much so I bought the best equipment I found without worrying about haggling something since with the money she was not exactly stingy giving me that absurd amount of gold. Additionally I’ll try to level up a bit in my way, the unfair quality about RPGs.
Going through my purchases as I headed to the enchanted forest on the dirt road in the middle of a plain I equipped a sword with gilt ornaments of long and resplendent blade, the description tag says it’s called “Second Edge of the Kingdom”. From what the seller told me, it was the best sword I could get in the vicinity and although the price was quite high it did not made me lose me even a tenth of my budget. Fortunately I was able to check its statistics before buying it and indeed it was not a sword that would break after cutting a slime; it had pretty high parameters. When I took it out of inventory a pod appeared hanging from my back, when I tried to put the sword in it I felt like my hand had gone exactly to the hole in the pod, entering cleanly and stowing until the only protruding thing was the handle.
So far I have experienced some things that are automated... luckily. For example, when putting the sword away, as I am not an experienced swordsman I think I would have failed several times before hitting the hole in the sheath. Another example was when I left the house from the outside it was appreciated that it was larger than a room but from the room the door led me directly to the exit and vice versa, there was no living room or kitchen; what I have deduced is that while some complex things for me would be automated to make the stay more enjoyable without losing too much of the experience in the process, others that are unnecessary are omitted. I am not the one who did it but perhaps creating a kitchen in which I would not have cooked nothing would have taken longer than simply not doing it. The last exponent of this is that I realized that I have a patch over my right eye, however I can see through it as I usually do even though it is covered by my hairstyle, I would not have realized that it was there if I had not touched my face previously. But… seriously, why go through so much trouble and do this?
A few minutes walking and I had already advanced a lot, the town was lost in sight. Probably this is what she meant by “Your perception of time is altered”. At the side of the road in the distance I noticed someone walking, I quickened my pace a little to reach him and as I got close enough I realized who the person walking there was.
—Shirogane?
Saying that name the familiar subject in unusual clothes turned to see me, with a sword and a shield on his back… that was definitely Shirogane.
—Mm? Oh! It's Raklix himself!
—Eh...?
I felt a pang of sheer embarrassment when he said that name but before trying to tell him to call me by my real name he continued speaking.
—My manners —clearing his throat he stood up straight—. My name is Sageroin Maozu, nice to meet you!
Is my character some kind of celebrity around here? Wait… in the beginning book Monica said that I was the descendant of a family of dragons and warriors… or was it dragon warriors? It does not matter… but she mentioned that they were strong in battle so probably he… I mean, I’m an heir to the family or something like that, although I do not know how I should behave, at least I will try not to be too casual.
—My pleasure Sageroin, what are you doing around here?
—Oh, I'm on my way to the magic forest demon mission, have you heard?
—Really? To tell you the truth I am heading to the forest for the same reason.
—Seriously? We can fight together! It will be an honor!
—Oh sure I do, I'll do my best.
Seeing Shirogane's body with such a distanced personality from his made me feel quite strange, I have known him for many years and I know that at no time he would address me in that way.
As we progressed this feature that I called “Fast Travel” became present so we reached the forest in a matter of a couple more minutes. As soon as we entered we could hear many noises coming from between the bushes as well as guttural sounds from unknown creatures.
—I'll call you Sager to shorten it, okay? You can tell me Rac.
Whatever it takes for you to not pronounce that full name.
—Okay Rac.
—All right Sager, be alert because the hunt begins here.
With an affirmative movement of his head we both drew our swords, he next to his shield. I honestly am one of those who prefers to defend himself with the blade and gain speed so although I bought a good quality shield I kept it in inventory for emergencies.
From among the bushes some slimes crawled towards us, constantly changing shape and moving as if trying to communicate with each other, growing about twenty centimeters they immediately became attack targets. Without delay the two of us ran in the direction of the low-level monsters and charged with our swords. With a downward horizontal cut I impacted the slime more as if it were the animal in “hit the mole” than as if I was cutting, I felt bad for a moment but then its slimy figure separated, crumbling and turning into water that moistened the floor. Thanks to this I understood that the automation system has some influence on my attacks because even if I feel that I am doing everything by myself my movements are slightly modified to look like a professional’s, this in such a subtle way that I am hardly able to realize. Without giving myself time to think too much I ran to the next slime and killed it just like the one before.
Looking for Sager he had already finished with the enemies on his side so he approached me.
—Luckily they were slimes, nothing too difficult.
A HP bar similar to mine but much smaller appeared below the one that belongs to me displaying the name “Sageroin Maozu” with 543 full health points. At the same time a very thin bar appeared in the lower part of my vision throughout its length, filling its content with a yellow color. It had the letters “EXP” on it and after a moment it culminated its filling and on my vision appeared once again the exclamation point with the text box but this time there were three of them.
“Level +1! Stats +!”
“Mana (MP) Unlocked! 1000/1000”
“New skill unlocked: Elemental Attack!”
The invasive multitude of advertisements appeared one after another, piling up and shrinking in size until they disappeared in the same order they came. Now that I have MP I am able to use magic, I verified it with that elemental attack with a consumption of 50 MP per use. Looking at my HP it increased from 2242 to 4024, I think two thousand HP per level is pretty broken but it's her game after all so I'll take it and not complain.
—Let's keep going then.
We both put our weapons away and continued walking, entering the sea of r03;r03;trees.
...
“Level +1! Stats +!”
Either the amount of experience required to level up is very low or the enemies give a lot because after a few fights I went up eight levels. I have unlocked many skills and I have increased both my health and my mana exponentially, it is sad that I have not used magic even because the enemies are so simple and the only thing I need is my sword and a couple of movements to finish them; likewise the higher I rise in numerical values the more damage I deal. I hope to meet that demon soon. Just finishing with that thought the sword that I was about to store in my sheath was thrown away after something hit it generating a metallic sound, looking to the sides I noticed a shadow that was positioned a few meters away of us materializing from the bushes. The figure that appeared there after a moment was recognized by me instantly.
—More humans? This will be fun.
—Tomoe!?
The one and only.
—I, Koihao Ktemo, the demon of the leafy shadows of the magical forest… will finish you!
Taking a moment to understand that the one standing there does not have the slightest personality of my friend from school I reacted to put myself on my guard although it wouldn't do much given that my sword flew just now.
—Sager! Go against her, I'll give you support from here!
—Understood!
The boy began to run arching his sword ready to attack without losing the position of his shield for a moment because it could cost him his life. We don’t know Koihao's abilities and powers but we must do everything possible to be cautious. Putting my hands together I remembered everything I had learned and visualized all the abilities I had unlocked, closing my eyes for a brief moment I opened them again, raising my hand and pointing at her.
—Flaming bolt, impact!
Floating a few inches from the palm of my hand appeared a fireball that was shot in her direction, it was not something very effective since before even impacting it disappeared at a short distance from her body revealing a purple light that spread like an energy field around her body and disappeared. As she received the cuts from Sager dodging them all, she spoke casually.
—Did you think an attack like that could hurt me?
Slowly, a large ice stake appeared right where my attack had disappeared pointing in my direction; it flew off at great speed. I couldn't react in time so the stake hit my chest sending me flying a few meters backwards. I started clenching my teeth to bear the pain but surprisingly the hit was painless, I realized as I got up off the floor I had lost 1000 HP from that attack.
—You better take me seriously...
Holding the blade of Sage's sword with her bare hand it did not even bleed a bit, the light that was generated on it by blocking my magic concentrated in that place and broke the blade of his sword. Taking his arm she threw him in my direction, falling to the ground a few trees away. In my view his green bar dropped a quarter of its total amount.
—Are you okay?!
—I think so… —He said hoarsely getting up little by little.
Fighting like this won't help us at all, we have to make a plan. Apparently my magic does not affect her, it must have some kind of accessory that inhibits magic attacks, that field that can even break a sword will be problematic... if magic and swords don’t work... What ...?
—!
A memory back from when I woke up here came to my mind like a flash giving me an idea of r03;r03;how to beat our opponent. Dodging ice knifes that flew at me I managed to reach my sword.
—Stay where you are Sager!
Raising the hand that was now holding the sword I placed it over the eye that was not covered by my black hair, leaving an opening between the index and middle fingers above the eye.
—Awake, my eye of war!
My eye began to shine and I could see how the sight in it turned an orange color; having a tingling sensation throughout the body, the MP bar was completely drained while small white lights were absorbed by my body, I began to feel great pressure on my eyeball and the scant sky that could be seen through the branches and leaves of the trees changed from a vibrant blue to a sunset, orange light piercing through from the clouds. The sword on my hand began to glow and after turning into numerous small white balls of light they entered my body.
I began to feel the pressure passing to my chest, something similar to a sword handle began to bloom from it, I didn’t delay in taking it with my right hand and taking out a silhouette of dark light with a long shape.
—Obsculixbur, representation of my soul… materialize under the consequence of a doomed eye created to destroy and save!
Previous somber light hardened it and formed a black sword with ornate purple hue of the most imaginable dark tone. The weapon’s description in my vision changed and now I could see the name “Obsculixbur” with ridiculously high attributes.
—What the...? No, it can’t be! Raklix Racnor!?
—Perish, demon of terror!
Running towards her I held my sword horizontally next to me and at dizzying speed I was transported, almost directed by the weapon. I heard a wet sound.
—N-no...
Mere steps away I was piercing her stomach with my dark sword. From her body purple particles began to emanate that left a trace of putrefaction where they passed, all of them were absorbed by the sword that I then took out and shook to clean the blood.
In the place where previously was a woman in indecent and very revealing clothes with really lustful attributes, a girl with innocent and shabby features remained falling to the ground. My sword purified her soul.
—Hey! Resist!
The sound of the numerous “Level +1” was drowned out by my cries of anguish as I saw the girl fall unconscious into my arms.
***
A week passed in the blink of an eye.
Traveling throughout the region I was charged with missions to beat demons like Koihao Ktemo, giving me valuable rewards consisting of equipment and items. I got many strong allies, all classmates indeed. Likewise, all the demons that I managed to defeat in the witch hunt that were entrusted to me saw their evil absorbed by my dark sword, making them valuable allies of great magic domain. One noteworthy point is that it felt extremely strange to see Sugita stab Hanazawa, that made me feel somewhat wrong but I covered it up by remembering that they are not in real danger and neither are they after all. The testimonies of the girls were to have been possessed by the most evil essence in the world, the god of destruction Mroine Idceal. Each one I beat gave me an absurd sum of experience and abilities and not only did my abilities and character grow in level, my equipment slowly turned from a shining armor to a black suit identical to the one Monica had bought for me. Defeating the last demon, the remaining part of my armor was transformed, giving me the complete set of “Holy lord of darkness, emperor of the ethereal eyes of salvation”.
With a fairly large group the diminutive HP and MP bars piled up below mine. Now with my level at MAX value and all my equipment and skills maximized we were assigned our last mission.
“Defeat the god of destruction on the altar at the end of the world”.
The road was certainly not easy, fighting countless battles along the way… but we managed to culminate our journey winning the battles and taking care of all the monsters that appeared in our way. Some of the colorful monsters had Monica's face so I let others take care of them, I didn't have the stomach to just stab her like any other slime or skeleton we've taken care of. A wise move in terms of psychological manipulation addressed to me but a lousy design decision.
Upon reaching our destination we found ourselves in a great temple, what our eyes saw took our breath away. At the end of the world, the temple overlooked an infinite abyss looking far and wide. We realized that Destinia was a gigantic floating island.
Entering the temple we had to face various creatures among which those nasty flying monsters with Monica's face made an appearance so I concentrated in defeating other stronger enemies while I left those to the rest of the team. The temple consisted of several floors which we had to examine from corner to corner, gathering objects such as potions, cures for state alterations and weapons of the highest level, although of course none of them even came close to my obsculixbur. I think I should give Monica a video game design class, giving me such obscenely high power objects could have looked good as a couple but my gamer pride was a little hurt, no, it was attacked since I saw a 12 digits budget in my inventory.
Upon reaching the highest floor of the really old-looking dusty dungeon we saw that the ceiling was partially collapsed allowing us to see the rays of light through the clouds enter the place and the orange sky spread out for infinity. Examining the surroundings as a whole, Sugita... or rather, Damisha Tasugi spotted an altar with a curious stone floating above it suspended in the air. At the center of our formation I went over to check it, deducing what it was, I alerted everyone.
—After removing this stone from its place... the god of destruction will appear… I guess. Are you all ready?
They all nodded vigorously, ready to face their fate.
—Here I go!
Taking the stone in my hand the altar vanished as if it had been an illusion waiting to be undone. In the next few seconds nothing happened but when there began to be a bustle among the team members... the whole place began to vibrate. The old and weak architecture of the place was collapsing so we all decided to start a strategic retreat of the structure, just after leaving there the temple fell towards the infinite abyss, leaving Destinia forever and giving us the green light to observe what was to about to hover over us. Stupidly familiar talk attacked everyone's eardrums. Only the voice of the god of destruction was enough to knock us off balance and sit on the dusty ground.
—I've been waiting for you… hero.