In the middle of the desert, the sun shine fiercely above the hot killing sands. The smell of gunpowder very thick in this area. Battle between the punk gun wielder and local gun wielder has been over not long ago. Their bullet waste still warm from its barrel. And the blood pouring from the local gun wielder left arms. Disable him to use his gun.
"This town is full of child play. None will fulfil my thirst for battle in this town." insult The Punk gun wielder.
"Watch your stupid mouth.... you punk !" say The Local gun wielder while in pain.
"I am a punk and always have been ! One who talk shit about me must suffer !"
The Punk gun wielder shoot him again with no fear. But then, his grinning faces faded as he miss the shoot. The short range shoot that he never misses in his entire life because of a single vibration in his hand. Sudden shock he felt in his hand was not a mistakes. Something makes his hand shaking at that time. Saving the poor local gun wielder.
His face suddenly sweating. Not because the heat but something supranatural aura that makes his hand trembling unconsciously. Something that he never felt before. Something related to the odd things happening in this world.
The calming breeze suddenly appears. A cold but gentle wind come across the streets of battle arena. A young man with wavy blonde hair covered by his cowboy hats comes as soon as the wind spread to cooldown the arena. Some people are scared and closes their windows. Some people put their respect and opening his way.
West August is coming back from his hard training with black circle around his eyes.
"Huh ?! Is this the punk of the town ? How lame !" insult the punk.
However, West August just ignore him. He walks away in a tired way after a long hard looked training. He even ignore the injured local gun wielder. His step unstoppable yet no one block his path either. And then, he yawning along the way.
Suddenly, the punk gets angrier after he ignore his insultation. "You immoral punk! How dare you ignore me like this." the gun wielder punk start the challenge him as he raise up his gun toward August.
His step stopped. He turn his head and stares the punk with his tired, yet threatening eyes. Suddenly, the locals start to shiver as he stares everyone in sight. Then he turn his body and facing the punk gun wielder who raise his gun toward him.
No word to give, he just stares everyone including the punk gun wielder. But suddenly, he's shocked after seeing one of his friend has an injury in his left arm. He run as fast as he can and check the injury part closely.
"Man... why do you bleed ?" ask August.
"As always, you never change, do you ?" the local injured gun wielder starts smiling, "I was lost against this outer punk. I am sorry August."
With his fast hand, August make a proper first aid using only his friend cloth to stop the bleeding very well. After he finish, August stood up and stares the punk gun wielder who hurt his friend once again.
"Now you are notice me! Your poor friend is just degenerate as you, punk !" mock The Punk
"I don't know what you want and I don't know why are you two fighting for. I will ask you to leave or order some..." suddenly, August shocked seeing his front door house broken and his house seems has been in a mess. "My house! Now I know why are you two fighting."
"You are just a kid, punk ! Just go and cry out loud to your mama."
"Now you've done it ! I accept your challenge, folks." he's staring at the punk dead serious while fix his hat.
Before everyone realized it, August has taken a proper distance to start the challenge. The wind's howling, swiping everyone skin in a gentle ways. His movement is fast as fast as the wind. None in this circle may realized because of their poor magic flow.
"Let's start the battle with a nice fair and steady game, will you ?" August confident.
The punk gun wielder started to sweat very bad. Now he realize that he choose the wrong opponent to deal with. But it's not the time to surrender. The punk has his own pride as the mighty gunslinger.
"Whatever you say, you are just a little kid who tried to fight an adult. Magic won't help you because I have more experience than you." said The Punk.
"Then I won't use magic. But, I will use my brain !"
Both of them staring menacingly. As the sun getting higher, their battle getting hotter like the sands burned under the heat. The gun battle of the west soon will started after both side ready to shoot and agreed to each other conditions.
Gun in their hips, both hands must have the same gap between their hand palm and gun. Their faces must face toward opponents so they could draw gun blindly. One who faster to draw gun is the winner like it should be. And one who late is a loser with fatal injury.
But they seems like to know it very well. No words to give but these guys already starting the battle before anyone realize it. Their focused and serious gazes reveal the intensity of their impending battle. Their steady stance seems unbreakable at this state.
Suddenly, the punk gun wielder draw his gun first. He shoot at incredible speed before August raise his gun. August maybe late but he made in time to shoot the bullet and deflect it before it reach him. As expected, The Punk's bullet precisely deflected by his bullet.
The punk gun wielder knows that. He immediately shoot August again while August recovering from that shock. But unfortunately, his right arm and left hips suddenly pierced by an unknown bullet and he drop his gun. There is two bullet that pierce the bleeding area subconsciously. Then, he fell down and kneel before August
"Impossible ! You are cheating aren't you. You are using magic to beat me !" said the punk gun wielder peevishly.
"No he is not !" said some random foreigner in the town. "I saw him draw and shoot rapidly before he raise his gun. Undoubtedly, he has a good wrist."
"Sorry about that ! My friend is from Aves Animalia races Eagle type and yet he is very talkative. Sorry for the trouble !" said the foreigner friend and suddenly leave the battle circle dragging his friend out of there. "Don't mind him."
The punk gun wielder bow his head. He can't even say a word after that aves foreigner telling the truth. The one who faces him is not an ordinary human. Yet he didn't realize it until he saw the truth of the excellent skill August have.
"I.... have lost....." The Punk surrender.
The crowd suddenly loud. They are celebrating August victory against The Punk gun wielder. But August didn't take it serious. He is just too tired to celebrate it. After that, then he walk away passing the punk gun wielder while adjusting his cowboy hat. "Hasta la vista...."
"Before you leave....." once again, The Punk gun wielder stand up. "Let me know who you are, kiddo."
The gentle breeze passing by. Surrounding both of them in a gentle storm. August and The Punk gun wielder turn their back and staring each other. "My name is West August ! The new Chariot Card Holder in this world. Winner of The Chariot Championship two years ago. Nice to meet you." said August while smiling and holding his hat.
"So the new Chariot has born. The new adventure will starts. I look up for your brand new action in the future." suddenly, The Punk seems losing his punk nature after seeing the positivity inside August expression.
West August continue his walk. Entering the small bar in town he called home. Even with a mess, their family greet him warmly. He greet them too but while rushing to enter his room. And after he enter his room, August lock the door and greet his precious thing.
One that he love the most. His second Arcadia Greatsword, Ouranios. "I am home, Ouranios."
The Arcadia stand beside the opening window. The sun light reflected by it's shiny large and board blade. One who saw this for the first time might know this is a legendary weapon. But after August received it for the first time and use it properly, no one know that this is a legendary weapon. Even to August himself.
But August still believe it. He believe that this Arcadia has something in it. Not just the power buff effecting his body but something more magnificent. Something that will exceed The Legendary Calamity Ones who's been jailed until this time.
After all, August receive it from a woman inside the abyss. A strange woman who suddenly activate August unique magic. A strange woman who cover all of her body in a black robe and sitting alone in the abyss. A black void maiden of abyss.
"In order to return her favor, I must find a way to save her and find a light that will fix her faint light."
August then lie in his bed. While looking at his room ceiling, he close his eyes and rest for a while. He always wear his hat because he always forgot to take it off. Even in his sleep, he's able to have a good rest while using his hat.
Slowly, West August lost his consciousness and fell asleep. He is very tired after a long hard training with her uncle back then. So for now, he's able to rest in his comfortable bed. Cause a brand new adventure awaits him tomorrow.
"Ouranios....."
To be continue.....