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The pillar soared into the heavens, a haunting reminder of what once was Liopetras. Saria, Nox, Akatsuki, and Toiaka stood motionless, their eyes locked on the structure that had been the proud city they once called home.
"The city... is lost," Akatsuki murmured, collapsing to his knees. "The light of darkness has consumed it."
Saria caught him just in time, her grip steadying him. "Akatsuki!"
He turned to Saria and Nox, his expression grave. "I'm too late... The radiant dawn is upon us. You must prevent Bloodwhisper from reaching Achlys..."
At the mention of Bloodwhisper, Saria's face drained of color. "You can't mean..."
Coughing, Akatsuki managed a faint smile. "It's the return of the Red Tide, old friends. You must stop him before the other pillars rise."
He glanced at the lone church, the only remnant of the city, now encased by the ominous pillar.
"They're hastening their plans... I should have destroyed the city before it came to this."
Nox squeezed Akatsuki's shoulder, disbelief evident in his voice. "Is that why you wanted us to eliminate everyone? To prevent this? That's madness! It wouldn't have changed anything!"
Akatsuki shook his head. "Had we done nothing, all the pillars would have activated. But you managed to halt it."
Saria's gaze fell. "What if we had evacuated? Would that have made a difference?"
He replied, "Evacuating would have been like a mana release without an incantation."
Understanding, Saria released her grip on him, turning to Toiaka. "It's time we part ways and do what needs to be done."
"Agreed! I'll go warn the demons!" Toiaka responded without hesitation.
Akatsuki attempted to raise his arm, but it fell limply to his side, a pained groan escaping him as he clutched his shoulder to stanch the bleeding.
"Go, my Knights! I will attempt to finish this pillar... with my final breath!"
Saria opened her mouth to protest, but her words were cut short.
"THAT'S MY FINAL ORDER, SARIA! MOVE! DON'T LOOK BACK!"
With those fierce words, Akatsuki sent Saria, Nox, and Toiaka fleeing without a second thought.
Even as he felt someone supporting him, he whispered, "Thank you, my love... I will join you soon."
Summoning his last vestiges of strength, he began to stride toward the pillar. "No matter the walls you build, the people of Liopetras will remain a beacon of hope! Glory to the sword!"
A brilliant red light emanated from him, overshadowing the pillar as his body began to crack, the ground beneath him fracturing. "For Achlys!"
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Adrian wandered through the Brothers of Mercy headquarters, a frown etched on his face.
"I'm so bored! What should I do today? Aah!" He stumbled into a random room and spotted a kitchen.
"Ooh, hot water! Just what I need." He approached the water stream, deftly switching the magic stone from ice to fire.
Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small metal contraption.
With an excited tone that contrasted his usual low voice, he exclaimed, "I've got... TEA!"
He filled a mug with the steaming water, then dipped his finger in to test the temperature.
"Just right," he declared. But as he withdrew it, the burn stung fiercely, skin peeling away. "Heal..." The pain vanished with a snap, and he grinned as he prepared his concoction.
He stirred the brew in the hot water, watching it shift colors and flavors.
"Hell yeah! Yes!" He took a sip, only to hurl the mug against the wall. "That's absolutely disgusting! I love it!"
He brewed another, and just like before, smashed the first one against the wall—this time, it was empty.
Having drained it completely, he stepped outside, stretching his limbs. "What a fantastic day to begin!" As he approached the entrance, the sunset caught his eye. "...The sunset... It's beautiful, just like that time..."
Suddenly, he felt something on his arm. Lifting his sleeve, he discovered a glowing red mark resembling a tidal wave.
"What? What is this? Get it off!" He shook his arm furiously. "You creepy glowing tattoo, begone! I do not consent!"
In a fit of frustration, he slammed his arm against the wall, tearing it off and regrowing it instantaneously. But the tattoo had merely shifted to his leg.
"You annoying tattoo! I'll tear you off!" He dug into his flesh, ripping it out with such force that it shattered the bones of his leg.
"I got you, you irritating piece of—" he paused, finding the tattoo had vanished. He began to search his body, growing increasingly agitated.
"Hmmm..."
In a moment of desperation, he yanked out his eyes, peering around for the elusive mark. "Where is that annoying thing? I want it gone!"
Finding nothing, he sighed in defeat. "Ugh, so annoying..." Stepping outside into the night, he gazed at the moon. "One day, I will conquer you all!"
As he pointed at the moon, he noticed a figure watching him from a distance.
"Uh... Hello, Mr. Moon Conqueror," the man said, staring intently.
"Give me your blood!" Adrian shouted, sprinting toward him. The man screamed and bolted.
They raced through the forest, uprooting trees and causing mountains to tremble.
"Please, Moon Conqueror, leave me alone! I taste like a salad!" the man cried desperately.
"I'm a vegan vampire!" Adrian retorted, snatching vegetables from thin air, munching as he ran, only to spit them out.
"See! Now come here!" he yelled, picking up speed.
The man dashed toward a mountain wall, veering left as Adrian collided with the wall, causing it to crumble.
In horror, the man witnessed a crack forming in the earth beside him, revealing a village in the distance.
The fissure shattered homes, sending countless inhabitants plummeting to their doom.
He turned to see Adrian standing beside him, casually offering a flower.
"...Uh, thanks?"
"To your grave you go!" Adrian exclaimed, hoisting the man and tossing him over the mountain.
"Keep the flower close! I found it under the mountain! Maybe it can save your—never mind, he's dead."
The man screamed as he soared through the air, disappearing from Adrian's view.
"Meh, he'll be fine," Adrian shrugged, dancing away with a cheerful hum.
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Mariola and Persephone treaded between rugged mountains and scorching sands.
"Where are we, Mother of Achlys?" Mariola asked, playfully slapping Persephone on the back.
"We're on the outskirts of the old border before the war," Mariola replied, continuing her stride.
Persephone rubbed her back, bewildered. "A war? What war? I've never heard of a war."
Mariola halted, her gaze incredulous. "You don't know? That's terrible... Well, you did meet the former leader of the enemy."
Persephone's eyes widened in realization. "Is it that peculiar Hiyendel guy?"
Mariola nodded. "Indeed, Hiyendel Greenfield, the self-proclaimed king of Reteos."
As they walked, Persephone pressed for more information. "But why did Hiyendel want to conquer everything, yet stop at Liopetras?"
Mariola sighed, contemplating. "His motives have always remained a mystery in history." Spotting the city of Libertatis, they gazed at the half-fallen sky city.
"Hiyendel... he even killed his own family for his ambitions. He had no mercy for the weak, slaying over fifty million during the Conquest of Reteos," Mariola recounted, clenching her fist in the air.
"My husband fought against him. He knew he would lose, yet he chose to fight—for me, for us, for the nation he served with honor and loyalty."
A tear slipped down her cheek, and she wiped it away, while Persephone listened in silence.
"Achlys grew up without a father, so I laid down my sword in the former empire of Scydal and sought refuge there..." Mariola confessed.
Persephone regarded her quietly. "But I can't recall anything from that time spent there..."