Their Royal Guards ( A Neptunia fanfic) --- Re:Write

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In the middle of a plains field encircled with mountains, 

A figure was roaming on the land, wearing a long robe that conceiled its entire body.

Arriving at it's destination, the center of the plains, It stopped and grabbed something from inside its robe, an orb, and held it  as if it was giving an offering. It started chanting in a language that was lost with time. 

As it continued, the orb started glowing, emitting a dark-red colored light around it. Followed it, a magic circle appeared in front of the figure and glowed the same color.  The intensity of its words increased with each interval of breath and along with it, a strong wind surrounded the circle, messing up the chanter's robe, revealing it's face, a figure whose eyes were closed and whose face had line from his lower eye till his chin. 

His chant was getting more and more vigorous. He opened his eyes that were crying bloods and pupil sparkling with bright red.  The scar on his face also brighten up, lighting up in a deep red color.  "AWAKEN!", It shouted. In an instant, four different color lights asceneded out from the circle and splitted to the cardinal directions, destinations unknown to the caster. The circle had dimmed.

His face was filled with suprised, but also disappointment. The dimmed magic circle gave him the conclusion. Frustrations were filling his mind to the point he gripped his hands. Several drops of blood had touched the ground. Realizing his failure, he let out a sigh, letting all go of all of his frustrations.  So, he turned back and walked away. But, little did he know, the show was not over.

Suddenly, the wind got stronger and could feel the ground trembling ever so slightly, increasing in intensity, as if an earthquake was happening. He looked back and saw a bright glow of the magic circle. He was awed and let out a sinister smile on his

Coming from the circle. red liquid like substance was coming out from the edge of the circle, flowing to the center of the circle. The liquid-like substance amalgamate to form a ball-like object and at that moment, the trembling stop, the wind calmed.  The liquid ball-like object in an instant shot a dark-red flow of liquid towards the robed figure. Embracing it, the liquid entered the figure's body. For several minutes, the figure was struggling to take a breathe. However, instead of crying in pain it was laughing and felt pleasure after being given the "reward". After several minutes, the paint stopped and the robed figure stood.

"Thank you, Master, The knowledge you had bestowed upon me, I will use it to build the utopia you seek"

IN addition, the ball-like object flowed down back to the circle and as it did, the flow of liquid was split to four. Each of the flow, forming figures of varied shapes. A robot-like figure, a humanoid-like figure, a beast-like figure, and an armored-like being.

"I Undertsand Master, I will utilize these to gather negative energy and revive you once again"

Suddenly they could hear growls coming from their left, a huge wolf creature was approaching them. In pure instinct, it charged towards the five figures. AS the beast was pouncing towards the humanoid-like shadowy figure, it got grabbed by the head and pushed to the ground. The beast struglled to get out of the clutches of the humanoid, but it's fate would be sealed.

A dark energy was flowing from the humanoid and going to the beast. A dark aura was highlighting the beast. It whinned in pain, but that sound would slowly be replaced by growls. The robed-figure observed with a smile on his face.

"Now, Spread and corrupt", the robed figure ordered the now crazed beast. The humanoid let go of the beast's head and following the robed figure's orders, the now corrupted beast charged towards the West.

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In Planeptune,