That morning, the borders of the Gundam Shelter welcomed 2 new parties.
Every month, new warriors looking to pave a way to greatness for themselves migrated to this chaotic shelter even as those who already settled here died in droves from the chaos that reigned here.
After months of preparation and even having to serve a punishment, Arthur Holmes and his entourage finally arrived at this notorious shelter.
Arthur's eyes seemed to burn with the anger of ambition and revenge as he looked at this shelter from on top his mount. "So, this is where you are".
2 years ago, Arthur was a nobody, just one of the numerous talented warriors who were all tipped to be the best of the new generation of Holmes mystic warriors until his father, one of the executioners of this ancient family stepped in.
By artificially helping Arthur to grow stronger and by pulling some strings that sold his freedom, he was able to make his son become the chosen warrior.
