[Dungeon city, Orario]
*Swish*
A white figure rushed pass a group of goblins.
*Kriieekk*
Seeing the intruder the goblins became alert and quickly pounced at him.
Their clubs rained down on the intruder but just before it could land, the intruder turned around using his incredible reflexes, dodging the attacks he ignored the goblins and quickly rushed towards the nearby cave.
His series of actions stunned the goblins, just when they were about to give chase, the earth underneath their feets trembled.
The goblins instinctively turned towards the direction the intruder came from, and what appeared in their vision was not something which should have appeared here.
*Roar*
A Minotaour.
Before the goblins could react, the Minotaur rammed through them, killing the unfortunate ones which got in his path as the Minotaur followed behind the intruder from before.
Feeling the tremors coming closer, the person could no longer care about anything else and ran like his life depended on it.
As his breathing became unstable, the goggles covering his eyes, at some point fell off revealing a pair of clear red gems underneath.
It was none other than Bell Cranel, the main character of the world, currently running away for his dear life...
Sweats covered, Bell's forehead as he quickly turned the corner...
But what came in hai vision was a dead end.
A feeling of dread gripped Bell's heart as he stared at the blocked path.
*Tremble*
Behind him the tremors of earth kept becoming larger and larger.
*Drop*
His legs finally gave in, as Bell helplessly fell down.
'Grandfather...'
Tears formed at the corners of his eyes as Bell stared at the corner with shaking eyes.
'It looks like I wasn't meant to be an adventurer after all...'
The tremors increased as the monster approached.
Somehow collecting his last bit of courage, Bell took out the short sword by his side and held it in front of his with shaking hands.
*Tremble*Tremble*
His breathing became hard, as a feeling of suffocation came over him.
Just as the tremors were increasing in magnitude...
They stopped.
Without any warning the tremors stopped.
The sudden turn caught Bell off guard, making his mind go blank.
But just as he was wondering what happened.
*Creek*
A bull's head peeked from the corner, as their eyes met, Bell felt his sould leave his body.
For a moment.
The monster and the human stared at each other.
*Drip*
The stalemate between them was broken when, Bell saw a trail of blood dripping down the Montour's still face.
Bell's eyes Instinctively followed the trail and saw the figure of a familiar weapon stuck inside the Minotaur's head.
*Thump*
With a loud sound the Montour's dead body fell forwards and turned into dust, leaving behind it's monster crystal.
Just then.
A familiar voice entered Bell's ears.
"You must be the new recruit right?"
Bell's eyes shone as a towering figure appeared in his vision.
"It seems like you are alright, but make sure to stick with the team next time."
A giant hand reached out to him.
The scene made Bell remember how he was rejected by each and every familia when he came to the dungeon city making him loose all hope.....
"After all..."
Yes he was rejected by all except one.
"From now on...."
The one familia which took him in.
"You are a part of our Soma Familia."
The Soma Familia.
Looking at the outstretched hand, tears started falling out of Bell's eyes.
Using his hands, Bell wiped away the tears and once again looked at the man with a newly acquired confidence.
"Yes big brother."
As Bell grabbed the hand, the power sleeping inside him awakened.
The admiration in his heart grew, as the will to one day stand beside this man appeared.
And the perpetrator of all this, the giant man was none other than Eldest Lackey....
Raising his hand, Eldest Lackey, slapped Bell's back making him jump up in pain.
"What did I tell you on the first day?"
Eldest Lackey said as he crossed his arms across his chest.
Enduring the bone breaking pain coming from his back, Bell shouted in a loud voice.
"Muscle is justice!!"
"Louder!"
"Muscle is justice!!"
"That's it kid you're a quick learner!"
"Yes big brother!"
"Together!"
"Muscle is Justice!!!!!"X2
On that day the world might have lost a great hero but worry not as it gained an even greater.....
Mascot.
What a tragedy.
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[Inside an abandoned church.]
"Why won't anyone join my familia!!"
Hestia shouted as she rolled around on the luxurious bed.
After Hephaestus threw her out, she had been going around looking for her first child but no one caught her eye and those who did were already a part of another one.....
"Even that cute boy I found was taken by Soma!"
Hestia puffed her cheeks as she buried her head in the soft pillow.
After some time she finally calmed down and stood up from the king's size bed.
Then she appeared before a body size mirror and looked at herself.
"But I wonder....."
Raising her hand, Hestia carefully touched the beautiful mirror which would easily cost upto millions of Valis.
"Just who does this place belong to."
Although it was a small room, the decoration and everything was even more luxurious then the place where Hephaestus lived.
"Just who was stupid enough to leave all this stuff behind"
Hestia sighed in exaggeration as she rolled around the place.
"Since you don't need them I'll be happy to keep them for you!"
At least something nice happened for her.
'Hm?'
Hestia's eyes unknowingly stopped at the wooden cupboard, after all it was the only cheap looking thing in this entire place.
"What's this~"
With curious eyes Hestia walked upto the cupboard.
Grabbing the door she said.
"Hehehe let me see what treasures are hidden here...."
*Clank*
As the wooden door open, the smile on Hestia's face froze.
Her usually smilling face vanished replaced by a calm one.
With hesitant movement, Hestia raised her small hand and took out a black overcoat from the cupboard.
"Just why....."
She moved her hand across the bloodied robe, the various places it was torn from, showing signs of the harsh battles the one using it must have gone through.
The inside of the cupboard was simple and plain.
There was a small crate with various empty healing potion bottles, with a half broken metal sword at the corner and lastly this coat which has almost been dyed red in her hand.
Seeing this scene, the previous questions in Hestia's mind were finally answered.
"O child whose name I do not know....."
This place must have belonged to an adventurer.
"Your brave feats shall not be forgotten....."
A brave one.
"I hope that you find peace in the afterlife."
A child who died fighting monsters.
Having said the prayer, Hestia carefully placed the coat back inside the cupboard and closed the door.
Using her hands she ruffed up her hair.
"Ah whatever! let's go and work hard at the shop today!"
If even a mortal child could work so hard then who was she to act lazy?
From that day onwards whenever she would fell helpless, Hestia would glance at the wooden cupboard and fell invigorated once more.
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Authors: I have sinned father....