Under the high-ceilinged luxurious circular room, surrounded by numerous green plants attached to the white walls of the room which green leaves glowed in greens every night. Placed on the well designed fire place at left corner of the room, a large anthurium flower that gently moved in a slow, soft crackling way by the light breeze coming from the only large opened window in the room—so gracious.
The room was furnished with seven iconic white chairs tinted with gold all over having small decorated wooden table at their side, the six chairs faced each other, few feet apart with the only cushioned chair the old man sat on having a support on each sides, front them all.
Meanwhile Dante's grandfather observed the child standing, he could visibly see a violently hot vigor spewing out of the young man's body in a dominating hazy-female figure in white flames clinching upon his shoulders also glaring back at the old man enough to make one shiver, however the old man wasn't overcome by it instead he put on own a frightful look at that space of time then he voiced;
"Good, for having such courtesy… from the moment you entered my house I guess you're the source of the little disruptions going on among the females here trying hard to covered their scarlet faces. Hope one day you won't raise any girls problems in future."
Young Randall flashed a grateful smile as his S-shaped ebony eye brows slightly went up then he sat back as the females in the room tried not to smile or blush any further for young Randall was overwhelmingly handsome for their eyes and hearts to bear.
"You can't blame him, he took after his father's look." Randall father laughed with honor to have such a handsome son as well as bringing him here was a good thing to do meanwhile three maids came in with a fancy steel stray having a decorated mug filled with tea then was put on the table in front of them.
He took the mug from it's stray with a little bow and took a sip.
He placed the cup back to it's stray.
"The more reason why I'm here—"
"Hold it." Dante's grandfather said with a raised palm while still glancing at young Randall, he knows what was on the King's mind so he called himself then he rolled his eyes to the King.
"Before you speak. I told you so many times as well as the fathers before you, I alone don't have the sways in telling every houses, clans, family, tribes, you name them to migrate within the large walls you are building… They have their rules and ways of living you know. Taking every Humanes to your care realizing full well their traditions as well as many of them having great potency that could destroy this place in seconds, how are you going to tame them all, don't you know if troubles occur between them it would cost you a great deal even your life."
"I know… but with this… " he raised his hands to the armored white-caped Humanes standing gallantly behind him.
"With our potencies and every worn great armors from the Inhumanes, we are highly efficient in controlling what will be ours."
"What will be ours? That sounds selfish," Dante's Father finally spoke out.
"You think by having a few armors just like the house of Caneloveft; saying it was given to them by the ancestors of the Inhumanes as a souvenir. I don't believe such words. Look here we are enemies from the beginning of time. it is a taboo for us Humanes!"
"We?" Randall's father said with a distracting smile.
"Huh?" He lifted an eyebrow.
"Yes, we. I love the way you put it. The Inhumanes are beings joined in a single entity, that is how a kingdom should be, even the villages outside those blissful Empire of theirs are all catered for, I admire them. Just like my father, his father and his father before him all wanted, they had a dream for every Humanes living today as I am; we are Humanes for goodness sake let's come together as one, if so any beings outside this plains come to Invade us, together we shall defend and attack anything that would endangered we the Humanes in tenfold."
"And we being together and you being our King is the proper way to this gibberish thing you speak of. If so let's set up a council and choose a king of our interest, maybe I can reconsider." Dante's father folded his hands with a glare.
"Son?" Dante's grandfather called.
"Yes, Father?" He blinked then looked at his father seated by his side.
"Please, let me speak before interrupting."
"Yes… Father."
"So Queen Naila. Sorry for drifting this question from your husband to you."
"No, sire, go-ahead, speak what's in your judicious mind." She spoke in a graceful tone.
"Thanks for understanding… your husband wishing to unite every Humanes in respect to his dream and his forefathers', is it the proper way? What is the reason and Do you think he will succeed?"
"Thank you for your questions, I will gracefully answer each one. Beyond a doubt I know it's the proper thing to do. The reason of course as he said earlier to build a strong hold in having each other's back. Many of the Humanes we met have all willing and concluded in making this ambition come true not only that, he will create a better Kingdom for the future generations to stay without ever worrying about the sad histories of wars we had with other Kingdoms," She continued looking at his husband's face. "But I know this, he will succeed after all he is my husband."
"Hmmm… very well. I will think on this matter, you may take your leave."
"--Before I do. I need to convince you further to your biding. I heard your first son is stricken ill, sorry to say."
"You?!" Dante's father pupils flared as his body suddenly vibrated—This was his potency not having the power of speed but could only vibrates his whole body as well as any thing he touches.
The armored white-caped Humanes' stance shows they were ready to protect their King, giving the room's atmosphere a little sturdy surprisingly young Randall gave a brief smile at the situations unfolding in front of him.
Then Dante's grandfather raised his hand stopping his son.
"… Go on, I perceive you had something in mind, do you have a way to heal my grandson… completely?"
"Yes. I'm fully sure of it. My son here will journey all the way to the so called Forest Nymphs, they have a special flower growing freely in their enchanted forest which could heal anything as far as regenerating any damaged system in the body of the subject additionally I have an Inhumane that could prepare the flower when retrieved," He convincingly continued. "With that said I'm sure he will be healed and after I will have a handler from the house of Ida to personally train him on which ever potency he have. That will be the beginning of the benevolent act I will give to your house."
After, he stopped talking, the maids in the room all murmured to each other for some moments.
Him going alone?
That can't be possible,
what if it is a plot to imprisoned his son or worst kill him?
Dante's father's eyes were dilated about speaking yet again before Dante's grandfather spoke;
"Alright. But your son? Alone?"
Dante's father clenched his teeth, why is everyone only worried about his son?!
"Yeah, it's a solo mission. Fortunately he was the one who chose to, very eager to do this. Well because only him could fly in really fast and only he knows the location of where the flowers are grown but don't worry he had someone at the forest Nymph kingdom a close friend of his, this will make his mission easier."
"Hmmm. I see. Seems you have everything under control then… if my son heals. What shall the house of Krystallo give you in return?"
"Ha. You know all along, I need your influence with your riches in supporting the constructions of the new Kingdom for the Humanes."
"… That's would be a little bit difficult, even for me—I'm not talking about my riches… the Aurora clan won't be easy to convince but… I will make sure I use every ounce of my influence and my riches to support you to the very end."
Randall's father's eyes dilated as he suddenly bowed to the floor ever happy by the respond of Dante's grandfather.
"… T-thank you for believing in me, I'm glad."
"Please stand up, A King is not meant to bend the kneel to someone like me who will be among his followers before long." The old man said.
Randall's father was happy, for all what his grandfather and father wanted was for the house of Krystallo to join them in hand in making their wish come true, he never knew it will probably be resolved by a mission to save his first grandson's life and this idea was given to him by his son, Randall.
There is a deep sea between saying and doing. But the more I speak to this man the more I feel his commitment to change the Humanes ways of living. He thought Just as Randall's Father sat down and his wife smiling to his husband's direction.
"Then I will be taking my leave." He stood up with his wife and son as they also bowed their head reaching to exit the room.
Dante's grandfather spoke;
"And do tell when your son is leaving for the mission."
"I will. Thanks once again."
"I wish you the very best."
They exited the room with great joy on Dante's Father's face, he felt more alive as every pieces of his puzzles were coming together.
A few moments later.
"Should we believe them?" Dante's father spoke in a low tone.
"Without commitment, nothing gets done." Dante's grandfather spoke as he stood up and gently walked to the only window of the room then stared down at his visitors walking down the foot path.
"Surely. If it save grandson. I will be happy, so this house." He focused his attention on Randall with a hint to smile.
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The present day.
A flash suddenly passed.
"Huh?" The holder of the shimmering sword blinked as he stood far from the EXTERMINATOR with the two primates still smashed in the ground with few craters and holes in the buildings and the ground around them.
Then another flash passed them this time it was something big!
"What the hell was that?" He spoke again.
"Don't mind any of it just focus on what's in front of you." The fair skinned middle aged lady said.
Oh, Right. This is getting harder than I thought. He said to himself.
It was as if time was moving slow as Dante sped pass the pub surrounded with gales where Jared and the three bounty collector's henchmen were then ran on the mountain like soil, Gage created, ran across the rocky giants fighting a weird looking being then flew adjusting his speed as he now ran through the air then everything froze which includes Abbey and his lightning, Dante maneuvered himself around it.
Did he just walked on lightning just now?! The armored woman curiously asked now seating behind the rider on the Kirin.
The rider of the Kirin looked up at Dante running through the air—the only ones that could see Dante clearly.
"Damn! Isn't he a lot faster than before?" the armored lady said as she gripped tightly her gothic war hammer.
"Yes. But worry not. He will be caught in no time." The rider ensured.
"Dodging my hammer blast was uncalled for."
While still running through the air Dante looked at the side of his body, he noticed a deepened wound healing,
"Ugh, can't believe they hit me? I, the fastest man there is and there was. Or should I go back in time. No, haven't tried that yet, only the future but Lady June will scold me or this time she will forever unmoved me. Ugh! She's the only one who'd knew when I once travelled to the future."
The future he travelled to was the future he saw the incarnate of the destroyer with the protector of the world agitatedly fighting the Beast from the bottomless hole in an estranged and atrocious space before the future June sent him back… He could see the uneasiness in her eyes! And in everyone's eyes in that kind of future he also experienced in just a few seconds there.
Then he blinked, he couldn't vividly remembered future Lady June's voice, since it was all blurry while she sent him back, but what did she say?
"Thinking too much?" Someone said from behind while he ran through the air,
"Huh?" Dante looked at his pursuer in awe, they were almost reaching him at his speed.
"You ain't the only one that can run this fast or run in the air. We have with us a dragon lineage." The armoured lady gently pat the Kirin's side twice.
"I don't see the third one. Too slow I figured." Dante teased.
"Shut your mouth and face us so stop running away with your tail between your legs!" The armored woman yelled.
"Alright, suit yourself." He stopped then sighed.
"Huh, he really did answer." She smirked rising her gothic war hammer, "Then this is where you die--!"
The Kirin stopped many feet from Dante while in the air.
"Huh? Why did we stop?"
Dante gave a quick smile.
"Let me show you a trick." He zoomed before them in a sudden shockwave… after, a loud cry was heard as every beings below looked up at the disastrous cries from the Kirin's which echoed through the whole quaking wreckage land and lands far away.
Then Dante was seen holding one of the Kirin's antler up as it pierces the sky filled with high structure of a single flat base cloud building to a storm which consist of thunder and lightnings illuminating through out the darkened skies, his clothes strongly wobbling then the scarf on his hair went off revealing his gingered hair flowing upward underneath the flowing hair was a face of determination and willingness.
"Woo. Grandfather will be glad I gave him a new walking stick right from a Kirin. Thanks so much for such great gift."
The Kirin staggered in pain while still in the air, the rider was horror struck at what was wrong.
The Kirin was missing its right antler!
The armoured woman was in total disbelieve with the level of speed Dante has…
It was the first time the Kirin felt this emotions called fear in few thousands years of it's life. And this instincts are telling it to run away from that being standing like a god-like figure, holding one of it's antlers like nothing but a play stick at the hand of a child.