Looking for a Save Point: The Upcoming War

[kyonides]

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Looking for a Save Point

The Upcoming War

Written by Kyonides

Chapter One

A Bothersome Guilt

This will not be the beginning of a heroic story as usual, my dear readers, because what we have to report this time might disappoint you right away. In fact, it should lead you to think we have become some rogue agents of sorts, and there is only four reasons why we strongly believed this.

We had fallen in some kind of dimensional wormhole and after a long travel we had finally reached another alternate world. This one would soon become the real hell’s kitchen, in our humble opinion at least. How can we be so darn sure about such a thing? Well, perhaps a bulletin board’s poster would explain it to you a lot better than any of us could ever do it so let us take a peek on it now.

“Wanted Dead or Alive!

Melana

alias Meowlana alias Dream Robber alias Sleeping Witch

Bounty: 1,000 crowns”

People were also expected to contact the Sapphire Guards or even Lady Amaranth herself at any time, including under a heavy rain, a terrifying tornado or a blinding snowstorm. Nope, she was not the only party member that had some minuscule issues with the local or royal authorities. Actually all of us we involved in similar situations.

If you could ask any of our pursuers why were they chasing us down madly, they would certainly come up with slightly similar stories on what evil deeds we had done to one of the four kingdoms we had visited unwillingly. In my very personal case, your servitor the brave knight who wields the famous Aster Blade had been compared with an insidious black knight hated by every single citizen of Relishia.

Honestly, I seriously suspect many of us would truly prefer to be looking for the legendary and slippery City of Yore instead of becoming the worst offenders in this world’s recent history. Or were we the perfect scapegoats they badly needed to justify their latest war?

Now that I think about it, I forgot to tell you why our partner Melana was a infamous criminal. It was something very simple to understand, her sudden appearance in the Dusk of Time Hill caused the sixty three year old ruler of the witchdom to go mad and suffer a killer stroke. So we can easily conclude they considered our sleepy girl had committed a regicide of sorts there. Due to her dreaming attitude she was arrested in no time by her army.

Mel had spent about a month in prison, but I really doubt we could say she suffered a lot during her stay in a cell with a comfy pillow and a very warm blanket. Did I forget to add here that her foam was very appealing for a tired and lazy girl like her? No?

So now guess how did she get out of that dungeon. Got no stupid idea!? Well, I cannot blame you for it, who would ever imagine the poor black knight of Relishia would be the culprit according to the middle aged heir to the Moon Witchdom’s throne.

According to that lunatic or a very opportunistic politician, I was conspiring against my very own kingdom when I hired some unknown cult that I knew nothing about. Heck, they had ceased to exist long before both nations were ever founded. So how exactly would I get in touch with the Sky Tower cultists at all?

After half a year investigation and the demises of some good friends of mine, I had learned that they had been blamed for causing an earthquake so massive, so destructive that divided the whole world with the unexpected emergence of new oceans and large lakes in ancient times. Some of them were made of water as usual but there was one that consisted of burning tar that had been active for half a millennium, destroying the magical empire of Babyl.

If you ask me, I deeply doubt that could have taken place for over a month or so. You see, it obviously sounds a lot like a variant of the Babylonian empire to any outsider that carefully listens to it for the very first time.

By the way, the witchdom is supposed to be its spiritual successor. Creepy, is it not, guys?

There was something unusual that got me confused for quite some time. It was the name of one of the soldiers that were assigned to the special army in charge of arresting your servitor, Kyonides. And his name was Sean.

Yeah, I know, at first that should not ring any bell but wait till you learn the next weird fact. He is the very same guy that had become one of the lead characters of my story The Worlds We Have Left Behind. That young man was supposed to be nothing but a game character that managed to show up in a novel by chance, still, he was there, pretty much alive, breathing the same air as everybody else in that darn world. Besides Sean seemed to know quite a bit about us, too. What the heck was happening there, right guys?

“Lights out, scumbags!” an unbearable guard exclaimed out of the blue.

Do you want to know why am I talking about a guard now? He, he, it happens to be a funny story indeed. There was a poor guy out there that one day could not tolerate his aching belly anymore and decided to take a few loaves of bread and some small chunk of cheese home, with the clear intention of paying for them later on, of course. I can also happily state right here and right now that not even the jailer has ever suspected that he might be better known as the new black knight of Relishia. Applause.

You got to wait till next evening to watch me write a new chapter of this strange otherworldly odyssey of ours. Or maybe not, I forgot that I am running out of paper or pelt or whatever this sheet is actually made of.

Before saying bye, bye for tonight, I should reveal one last thing, the black knight’s sword is called the Disaster Blade. What a saddening coincidence, don’t you think?

To be on hiatus!