Disaster

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Bell was surrounded in darkness, seemingly floating endlessly. Everywhere he looked, he only saw black. 

Bell floated for some time. He could never tell how long he was here for. And he could never voluntarily leave.

After a period of time, something in atmosphere started to change. The darkness didn't change, but Bell felt an oppressive, choking fear. He felt something near him, circling him repeatedly. Bell couldn't move, couldn't do anything.

The sensation of being circled finally stopped. After a few seconds, two, huge red iris' appeared some ways in front of Bell. He heard a monsterous roar, and then he was gone.

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Bell jolted forward from his sleeping position. The dream again. It still meant nothing to him, but it still continued to haunt him.

Bell got up and stripped from his sweat soaked clothes, putting on a clean set of black pants and long sleeve shirt. He put on his belt and holstered his sword, then strapped on his armor. It had gotten a little beat up from the events of the previous day, but his armor would hold up for now. Now he looked just as he had the past few days, with a nice new addition to his right eye. It was black from the hit he'd taken from Bete.

'Only a black eye? Worth it.'

Bell began making his way through the maze of side roads and alleys, before finding himself on main street again. He needed to make an apology.

Walking down the street, he eventually found himself back in front of the Hostess. He walked in and made his way right up to the counter.

"Sir, we haven't opened yet."

Bell turned and came face to face with a blonde elf wearing the same green waitressing uniform as the rest of the women there. 

"I'm sorry. I wanted to talk to Mama Mia."

"Why?"

The two stared at another for a second before the silence was broken my the voice of Mama Mia.

"Well look who it is. You here to start another brawl in my establishment?"

Seeing that Bell had a reason to be there, the elf turned and walked away. He didn't notice, though, since he had already turned his attention to Mama Mia.

"About that, I wanted to apologize. I should've asked for him to come out back with me."

"What the hell? I'd hoped you learned a little more than that kid."

"...hmm?"

"Well i kinda hoped that black eye would've taught you a lesson."

"I'm not following."

"You are an obvious newbie, based off the way you picked a fight with the angriest member of the Loki familia and the story they were telling. You have no place to be picking fights like that at level one. You're lucky he held back since he knew you were a low level. Otherwise you would've been pulverized."

'That makes more sense. I thought I got off pretty light all things considered.'

"You're probably right, but I wasn't exactly thinking straight.

"I don't doubt it. Your little self finished that whole mug."

"It was good."

"Damn right. Say kid, whats your name?"

"Bell."

"Alright Bell, here's the deal. Don't cause me any more issues like that and you can keep coming by."

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