Everything At Once

Kazimierz was once a place of justice and honor. It was where the title of 'Knight' was created.

Knights were gallant and majestic warriors who marched into battle with gleaming armor and a sword held high. They would readily sacrifice their lives to save the civilians who could not defend themselves.

Their chivalry was next to none. Everyone strived to be a great knight, and become one of the protectors of Kazimierz.

But, overtime, the title of 'Knight' no longer held the same meaning. Many with blackened hearts looked to exploit the honor that these warriors once stood for.

They are no longer protecters, rather, they are fighters. To be a knight, means you will gain fame. But, only if you're good enough. No one would even dare support a knight who cannot wield a sword properly.

Kazimierz is now a place of political corruption. They use the title of 'Knights' to make profit. The justice and honor that this name once stood for has almost been completely snuffed out.

'Knights' are gathered together, and fight in a tournament known as the Kazimierz Major.

They have recently begun allowing Infected Knights to take place in this, only after a brutal slaughter of tests with other Infected.

In recent years, the boards have been flipped on their head, due to a certain family name.

But that name is irrelevant now, for this is not their story.

Hate and injustice continues to boil within Kazimierz.

Now enough of that. Where, pray tell, does our story begin exactly?

It begins, with a knight.

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"Oh wow! There's already people in the arena? They must be practicing for the next Major." Blemishine said, looking into the arena.

"Hm? Oh my. I don't suppose that's the K.F.K.T is it?" Gravel asked, curiously.

"You know who they are?" Amiya questioned.

"Hardly. I heard that there was an agency made specifically to train upcoming knights for the Major and get them a kickstart in fame. Not as popular as you might believe. But I wouldn't be surprised if they were rich enough to rent out the arena for training every so often. You'll never get to see the stadium this empty after all." The Zalak said, staring at the clashing knights below.

The Doctor seemed openly distracted by one of the fighters, which made Gravel slightly annoyed.

On Amiya's end, she felt a huge surge of jealousy that nearly made her dizzy.

"Doctor~ what are you looking at? Other girls?" Gravel teased, her voice dripping with sweet venom.

"Hmm...I'm looking at her. She seems...slightly out of place here." The Doctor said, gesturing towards someone.

All eyes landed on a lone Perro girl. From their angle, they couldn't make out what she was wearing aside from the tattered white cape that blocked their view of her body.

At first, it could've been easy to mistake her for a different race, because her ears were so flat against her head.

She wasn't moving an inch, but she stood up tall a few feet behind what appeared to be the instructor.

Her expression was unreadable at this distance.

"Her? Oh...." Gravel trailed off as she stared at the girl.