How long was it? 5 years? The so-called war was brutal. The underground battle between Demons and Guardians lasted for 3 days without the rest of the world even knowing about it. It was a blessing that Me and my friends are still breathing. I quit being a Guardian after since then. I have nothing to worry about, although some few demons are still roaming and hiding in darkness, there are Guardians to take care of them.
"That will be 3.13 RM"
And here I am. Scanning price tags. Telling the prices to a customers in a Supermarket. I kind of regret it, actually. I mean, I used to slice couple heads of demons, which is pretty brutal but awesome!
"Thanks for shopping with us."
But, I made my decision. Being a Guardian could cost your life. Or other's life. I found to cherish my own life after the war. And look what the outcome has made. These people are still standing and breathing because of our protection. Soon the demons will be extinct and there will be no war. No deaths. No Guardians.
No Guardians huh? I wonder the magic and mana will be left undiscovered, I guess. What if some scientist discovered that? What if they made weapons out of it? That is one of the reasons why we hid ourselves from other people knowing.
"Ahmad, could you help me with me this? The computer stopped working."
"Wait, coming"
But that's not my problem to deal with. I am sure the Head will deal with that. And if that actually happen, I am sure I'll be long gone.
…..
"The shift's over. Gotta head home. See you guys, tomorrow."
I left the staff room after then. I quietly walked through the busy crowd to the station and wait for the bus to arrive.
I suddenly feel a vibration coming from my left pocket.
It was a message. That must be from Sofia or Amir.
It wasn't. It was a short message from the Head.
The message read:
To all members and former members, please be aware of your surroundings.
They are back and they are hunting us.
The meeting will start at 3pm in Malaysia.
Be ready.