The reason for me registering at the adventurer guild together with Sylara is to finish some quests and fill the gap because of the nonexistence of players in this world. To make sure that it's going to one of the courses I am familiar with, I need to make sure the world is going in the direction I want.
After the battle with Sylara, the clearing was silent save for the ragged breaths of the wounded creatures and the faint rustling of leaves in the night breeze. I stood over Sylara, my blade still at her throat, watching as the fury in her eyes slowly gave way to a more complex mix of emotions—fear, defiance, and something akin to curiosity. It was at that moment, amidst the quiet aftermath of violence, that I made a decision.
