"That bastard shall perish, and so his precious world, after piercing it, horrors and vile creatures, my creatures, will spread all over it… corruption will unleash"
…
In a vast galaxy where nothing was left to admire except the limitlessness of that space
An oval shape was orbiting through that space
Almost imperceptible compared to the endless sky, yet it was there
Passing through stars, walking across the endless distance from a place once called home
Continuing as if nothing mattered
'But why would something like that be in a place where it doesn't belong?'
As a sort of dadaistic art it went.
But there was more…
Inside that oval shape there was something…
Something that at the sight of it anyone would be perplexed
'How is it possible? Why is a girl there?'
Those would probably be the first questions someone might think
Inside there was a girl, her long silver hair where the only thing capable of covering the girls nudity
Going until the center of her back her beautiful hair was almost like silk.
Her face though it had something strange, many might say that with porcelain skin she was a beauty indeed
But something was strange
In her face it was visible a hint of sorrow.
Even if it was still a hint, it was fairly noticeable.
Given by the visible sadness in her closed eyes
Her lips were still in a unhappy pose
Her cheeks were red, she probably cried a lot
'Was that girl sad? Why though?'
But she stood there motionless, almost trying to not think of what happened…
She was probably unconscious.
But…
Wait…
'Is that me?'
After those words the girl opened her eyes and found herself in a bed
'Well, that was a strange dream wasn't it?'
Not thinking much about the weird scene she witnessed in her dream she started her day
Today was an important day for her.
'I'm finally leaving, I can't believe it'
'Was that dream related to the start of my journey? Well who knows'
As the day continued she went through her place, almost like giving a goodbye to everything inside
Not like there were other people or pets living there, but being sentimental sometimes is not that bad.
And so she went on a place dear to her
She entered inside an almost empty room, an altar stood by the entrance
It was easy to say that the simple altar was very important to her, the wood used for it was clean, levigated and without a trace of dust in it.
Something strange to see in those times…
After the calamity that developed through the world almost everyone has stopped believing in any form of religion.
The world was undeniably changed after the appearance of beasts
Still today no one knows the reason for their appearance, but all is known is that the world took a different route on that day.
Many back then thought that it was a so called 'Judgement Day'.
The world population drastically lowered.
Before the incident there were almost 10 billion people, nowadays no one is even sure if the number reaches a million.
And probably the real number is even lower than that…
Humanity was near the edge of extinction.
Only some small parts of a beautiful world now where habitated… or else better to say that it was possible to live in.
Probably there is only a place where human civilization is possible
A small island in the center of the continent in the middle of the world.
For unknown reasons that place seemed to detach the attention of strong abominations, leaving only the weak monsters roaming around forests and inhabited places.
People speculated that it was due to the presence of the mighty Volcano, but that is only a theory.
After the apocalypse every name of the continents in the world was forgotten
People only thought about saving themself and so many parts of knowledge were erased from history.
Right now the world regressed into a sort of medieval era…
The survivors were divided into 3 types.
The first one are the people that don't want to fight against monstrosities, preferring a life of serenity inside the human villages.
The second one is the people who rule over the survivors, granting peace and rules, or so it seems…
While the third one is composed by the crazy bastards who are brave enough to fight and try to gain their 'freedom' back… the 'freedom' that was narrated by the survivors of the calamity's first entrance.
Going on her knees while watching the altar she lowered her head
her red eyes were more brighter than normal
Almost like a vivid flame was emanating through them.
While the entire world has rejected any religion, she didn't
Then, watching the altar, her lips started moving.
"To he that gave humanity a key to defeat evil, to he that shielded humanity from disappearances. Praise to our lord Romanos."
The passion in her voice while saying something that she was probably used to say every single day was evident.
Remaining still, not speaking, not moving, 5 minutes passed.
Then she got up, giving the altar one last glance, she left the room.
After some time she was out of the house, watching behind she had a weird feeling, it was indeed bittersweet.
Leaving the house that saved her from dying a cruel death wasn't easy, but thinking about finally being able to adventure and become strong gave her a sweet feeling.
How can someone be that crazy? Feeling good to finally have a high chance of dying every single day?
Indeed that was not normal.
And so were all of the adventurers who decided to do this job.
Many were forced to this lifestyle, but the ones that decided it on their own were in fact crazy.
But Humanity has already lost what was called common sense.
With a sword laying on her waist she finally left.