"I've got no goal to begin with."
"That's truly pathetic of you."
"I know, which is why I'm making you my goal."
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Cruelty and treachery are the only ways to advance in this world. With the alluring promise of getting everything once you su...
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• The Name Hunt Station •
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"Did you all sleep well, regulars?" Yuri stood with a proud smile, her arms crossed together. "Today is finally the day you'll arrive at the name hunt station."
Some would believe this is an overkill combo. But who can blame the princess for having such a relationship? None, so they might as well accept the fact that they're walking in a life-and-death thread if something were to happen to someone they personally hold dear to them.
Vior let out a particularly loud yawn. The sweater she wore loosened to the side, allowing a glimpse of the white shirt she wore underneath. She hadn't gotten any proper sleep since last night. The talk she exchanged with Baam preoccupied somewhere in the back of her mind, keeping her somewhat awake in the late hour.
A promise.
'...I really need to keep my mouth shut.'
How many times has she been granting Baam promise after promise? The remembrance of the moment they shared — the vulnerability and moment of weakness — had brought her to spurt out another promise she might not be able to keep up with. The part about her being a God is already a thing, so that's more of a fact than a promise.
Hands running through her disheveled hair, she needs to have a proper appearance for today. To steal the name of Kaiser sounds easy enough; it shouldn't be one of the hardest feats she can pull off. The warning that Aeolus himself had heeded was the one exception to take into account.
Kaiser, capable of defeating the infamous Aeolus, someone who sheds blood in the field, utilizing both his blood and the blood of his own adversaries. It could've been luck, she thinks to herself; however, luck isn't the right word to face someone as repulsive as Aeolus in the battle. Wherein bloodshed is not his enemy but an ally he could have relied on.
She thinks to herself, pondering and assessing the information she wields. She had drawn out the noise of the people around her, ignoring the words that came from Yuri and others, drowning further and further away from the surface, returning to a state where a few people exist.
