Everlasting Evangeline

Chapter three:

Chapter three:

-Webster forest-

"Let me just remind you that people don't always have someone saving their ass in the gasp of danger..." D utter while he sat down in rock, watching the sight of 4th chosen hero by that person entangled in the tentacles of the plant mimic that is one of the dangerous monsters of the enchanted forest of Webster. Really, if he wasn't in debt. To that fellow—he would be slacking off and read some scripture and tome back home than accompany this hopeless person.

'What the heck--!' Ian glared in D's direction when he heard those words come out from that asshole mouth and he have the guts to eat a prune while watching him suffer?! Usually is a very calm and patient person but ever since he met this person, he can't help but question if he's a killer who has hidden inside him because he wanted to just want to make this asshole choke on those prunes!!

'Damn, damn, damn!' his mind running its circuit at full speed to find a way to save him from this disaster when he remembers what that inhuman person said earlier.

He looks at the green monster that keeps having a malicious intent of banging him and search for the so-called head—then when he looks down and saw a brownish oval shape with bead eyes that seems to look at him like it's violating him worse than he is now.

'Now what?!' he thought as his heartbeat can't help but fasten when he realized how his clothes are being removed slowly by those monster libs.

'Agh... that person won't help me either way! I need to find a way out of this shitty monster gasp—wait!' he then thought how this seems to be a world of a fantasy world and in the fantasy world there is what we call 'magic' and looking back at the time with those fluffy birds and flying island days ago, made him more thought that there is a possibility there is magic! But can he use one through?

"Agh..." he snaps out of his thoughts when he felt those libs dare touch his family junior and backdoor! Rage comes running as light green energy slowly boosts out from him even though the restriction that was forced on him can't stop it from lashing out. Once says that emotions can make someone motivated to do things and strong emotion is like willpower.

And in this world mana fallow the will power and desire of a person—thus magic is made.

"LAY OFF ME, YOU SHIT!" he yells that created a wave of mana to blow like a tsunami around him with a light green wave that reaches the end of the forest, alerting many high-level expert around the area to look in the direction It comes from.

 In the Far East, a figure standing on top of the three starts to jump from vine to vine to that place at a speed that can beat a cheetah.

"Hmm... took him long enough," D says lazily as he sat up from his previous lying position, unaffected by the harsh deadly mana coming out from Ian. "Ian Villacastin—who now habitant the body of Mark Kristen Virandallen... Atlas's archmage. Really that person is to doting for their precious butterflies." His eyes darken at the thought of the last meeting he have with them.

...

"Don't you think this world is too dull?" in a place that can view all that's this place can provide, they look at D without a smile that can never be descript.

"That's why I'm going to dried it red." Dark irises of a corrupted being stared back at his own. "how lovely it be...!" chuckling as if it was something that was funny or comedic... but for D who surrounded by that so-called color of the red and buzzing sound of flies, he won't think that way yet no words of denials can be heard from him as he lies on one of his knees like a knight staring up to a king.

"Now go on and take that person here, ok~?"

...

He snaps out of his thoughts when he realizes Ian now in the middle of the crash libs of the dead mimic with mana still uncontrolled. 

"how problematic." He thought as he stood up and was about to take action to make this person stop his rampage before his mana eats his life force and dies out.

"who dare try to cause chaos in the forest?!" a voice rang out before a figure appeared before them with big ass shuriken on his back and two on his hand pointing at them with alarm gaze.

"..."- Ian and D.