(The Kingdom Of Arcus)
Arcus, Acheron, and Zelims are neighboring kingdoms that existed for over a thousand years. The Arcus Kingdom resides on the other side of the river, which mediates the two nations, the Acheron.
Even though they benefited from each other through business trade and other treaties, such a piece of paper is just for formality.
Ambitions will never rest on a capable person, now that the Archeron keeps declining on strength for the past couple of years.
The powers behind the neighboring kingdoms had started to sharpen their knives and drool for the lamb that remained tied down and presently waiting for someone to claim it.
At least, that was what the King of Arcus thought.
An angry roar reverberated throughout the palace.
"All my griffins... That useless b*stard! Gather all the elites. We need to claim a b*stards head! Or else i might go insane from thinking about all my hard work on raising those griffins!" Indignantly said by Bronx. The king of the kingdom of arcus. He is wearing armor and a red cape with the symbol of griffin's head in the middle, seated on a throne with a broken arm seat, looking at the half-chameleon who was shakingly kneeling.
"Our plan was perfect, your majesty!" When it had finished speaking.
Bronx quickly went in front of the half chameleon and strangled it.
"Perfect?!! Do you call that perfect?! I've assigned you to carefully planned the invasion with that useless king!! Now, what do we get?! If the Union found out, we are involved. Pray that i won't massacre your tribe first, got it?" Bronx grips the half chameleon hard as it went on changing different colors before releasing it.
It coughed and coughed until Bronx was back on its throne and said.
"Now that the Zelims is kingless, who is the acting leader now?"
"*Coughs* His brother..."
"I'll ask for compensation after we're finished with this little Acheron Kingdom." Bronx said grinningly and thinking of his plan once he conquered the kingdom.
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(Kingdom Of Acheron)
Somewhere in the forest within. A solitary tree is standing within the circle of trees. Below it was a chamber that looks like a church with five giant statues in its various corners, and the most eye-catching one is the one in the middle holding a sword.
"Hey... Should you be letting me go now? I might go crazy if i see you one last time."
"..."
"I think I've forgotten what women look like... is it homen?"
"..."
"No, I think it's food..."
Looking from far away, you might think a vengeful spirit is hunting this place, but upon closer look.
A bearded man wearing a black coat with a hood hugged himself as he sat while he talked to himself beside the statue.
"*Young lord, Mind your image.*" Adam heard a sickeningly familiar voice in his head.
"Image. Ha. Ha... Is that food?"
"*I was going to tell you what you wanted, but you don't seem to want to go.*"
Adam slowly stood up as he looked at the statue with moist eyes.
"*Mind your image, young lord.*"
"F*ck that image! It's only you and me here! Get me out of here now!"
"*Let me remind you again, young lord! Don't ever divulge that you are a god! Even if it's your lover, family, and friends. Disaster will happen, and not even you can save them!*"
"Why do you have to be serious every time you told me this? You programmed or something? Relax! I know my limits, but if they do take the initiative to find me? Don't expect i can tolerate it."
"*Young Lord!*"
"Hahaha, okay, okay!"
The statue gave his giant sword a triple tap on the ground.
"Teach me this art someday! Bye. Oh! One more thing, I meant what i said earlier." Adam smiled, and suddenly his body was engulfed by his shadow disappearing on the ground.
"..."
Back to the tree, Adam slowly emerges from the tree's shadow.
*Sniff* *Sniff* *Sniff*
Adam started sniffing the grass like his long-lost lover, and as he rolls on to it.
*Rustle*
Adam, face on the ground got surprised by the sudden guest. He gets up to look at the person.
A person in a white robe and mask was standing not far away from him.
"Cyrus, God Clan Of Light." The man cupped his hand as he bowed slightly, and a bird with exquisite dark feathers and a long tail abruptly appeared on the man's shoulder.
Adam just looked at the man without reaction and thought about what the statue said to him before he left.
With that seconds of the split of time in thought.
The man was already in front of him with a sword going for his neck.
Adam felt a chill in his neck, but he didn't panic. The sword proceeded for his neck without an obstacle, and when it was about to touch his neck, every part of his body swiftly turns into crows as it flew away and scattered in the sky.
*Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!*
Three dark flames of bullet quickly went to the man out of nowhere in every direction.
The man easily avoids the first and the next bullet. However, after he dodges the second bullet, he will remember something that he won't forget.
The third bullet is missing at least that his impression until out of the blue. He got stuck on the back, suddenly kneeling on the ground as he vomits blood.
"Next time, don't comin' in hot! Or there won't be next time!" Adam's voice resounded in the forest.
The third bullet was hiding in the trajectory of the second bullet without imperfections just 1 sec apart from each other.
His pride got of him, as he wants to land in the same spot as if the bullet was nothing to him.
Adam calculated it all after he found out this god is one of the trash out there when it comes to reading his opponents.
Through the man's first reaction, Adam immediately thinks of a way to fool the arrogant man.
"*Sooner, or later this god will bury his own grave.*" Adam thought before disappearing into the forest.