Daemon Born

February 7

 Pyron looked outside the window and watched as the ice crystals fall harshly outside, the winds and the cold violently pounding on the outside. At this point, his mind started to block out all the noise coming from the other people inside as well as the exterior ambience.

He was lost in his thoughts. For some reason he couldn't really shake the feeling that something was wrong, and he wasn't sure why. Then for no reason he remembered Daniel. It wasn't that long ago that they split ways, and then the realization hit him in the face.

Daniel didn't actually give him his contact information. He gave himself and internal facepalm and wondered how stupid he could get. It wasn't that he didn't trust Daniel enough to have him contact him, but there wasn't much point in being able to do so if he didn't have the means to get through to him.

He slouched back into his seat and gave a long sigh. It was strange, the armour he wore was a little bulky, and yet, it wasn't uncomfortable in any way at all. It barely weighed anything after you put it on, it was pretty breezy, it had cup holders, it was so good that he wouldn't mind if he didn't have to take it off.

He raised his hand as he looked at the carbon-fibre shell of the armour on his hand, the way it was so smooth and yet durable. It was still pretty flexible and sleek when you move around in it.

He tried exploring the software and tech that was inside the helmet. Looking at the visor as he picked it up, he stared at his reflection in the glass for awhile. He put it on right after that and an HUD interface had appeared. He looked at all the files that were programmed into the device.

This kind of technology was just based from those virtual-reality helmets that were created a few decades ago. This version is probably a whole lot better than the old ones, after all, the reason that the ever-so-popular "Neuro-syndex" was created from gaming companies coming together to create a revolutionary life changing device that will last indefinitely.

But eventually, they looked past games, and thought that they might as well patent it for everything else that was created at that point. It's funny how people can reach new heights and exceed their limits, if only they would stop fighting and join forces. Maybe if there wasn't all that war and near fallout situation had happened all those years ago, the human race could probably accomplish anything.

Of course that meant everyone has to stop fighting first. Which probably isn't going to happen any time soon, but the Knights World Order took one step closer to that future by uniting everyone. And ever since the Rifts started opening, it made even the more reason for people to band together and join them, to completely annihilate the Underdark, the Riftlings.

After about thirty minutes or so, they returned to the camp. Everyone got off and prepared to make the upcoming plans. Especially since a new opponent has revealed itself. Pyron made his way to the main caravan where the captain and the other Rank S agents were.

Inside the others were already seated and discussing their plans. His attention was immediately drawn by the Hunter. He brought his palm down hard onto the makeshift table.

"Ye can't be serious! I'm a hunter, not some kind o' grunt that does clean-up."

The captain sat back in his chair and stared right at the angry pirate.