Garlox quest

Chapter 65; Fallen rain.

'How does he dare to treat me like that! I am the reason he's king now! If it wasn't for me, my stupid uncle would still work as a servant!' Emotions raged through Queenly's body as she had to do the walk of shame out of her own kingdom. Every piece and bit that she had ruled once, was now equal- or even above her. After the very emotional walk to Mex's house, Queenly pulled herself together, and knocked on the door of maybe the only person that would understand her. 'Mex, are you home?' As she wanted to knock on the door, it suddenly swung open. 'S-sister, what a surprise.' Ankha quickly stepped back in the house as she could feel the hatred radiate from Queenly's skin. 'Simply everything...' Queenly snickered as she stepped closer. 'Simply everything you people have to ruin for me. WHAT HAVE I EVER DONE TO YOU OR YOUR PEOPLE?!' Queenly pushed her sister, causing her to fall to the ground. 'P-please, you did nothing wrong. I-I truly wish for us to be happy as a family.' Ankha tried to pleed her sincere emotions, but it didn't seem to have any effect. 'Even my own family couldn't make me happy. Surely a bastard family like yours won't give me any satisfaction at all!' As Queenly was about to stomp her sister, Mex tried to calm her down. 'Queenly, please. Ankha wasn't even born when all this took place! You can't blame her for anything that has happened to you. You can't blame her for the decissions her mother made!' Queenly clenched her jaws, her fist raised up in the air, and Mex standing in between.  'You can take it out on her however you like, but I can promise you that you will find no satisfaction.' 'Then what is it I am supposed to, Mex?! Tell me! All I need are some goddamn answers!' Mex felt a droplet of pure indecisiveness rolled down his forehead. He couldn't give her the obvious answer of killing Shimasta, but he also didn't have any other answer prepared. 'Why don't you.. Eh... Move out of town, start a new life?' Queenly lowered her hand, but her gaze was as violent as before. 'Thank you, Mex. Please don't come looking for me.' As Queenly was about to leave the house, Mex grabbed her wrist. 'You can't leave like that, please. I know talking this through won't resolve to anything. I ask you kindly to please endure these hard times, tomorrow will be better.' Mex tried to give Queenly a confident smile, but all he could see was a broken warrior, desperate to seek revenge. 'I have been enduring for far too long, and it only resulted in me having to endure even more. You know i'm a strong woman, Mex. But even I have my own limits. Might I add that these are being pushed to the extreme. Please, let me go. I promise you not to harm myself. I just need some time alone.' Queenly freed herself from Mex's grip, and walked away. 'N-now you know what my future looks like.. A-are you sure you don't want to lend me a hand? Not only to fix my future, but to restore hers as well?' Mex was staring at Queenly as she was already to far away to call out to. 'I do not agree with your country as it is...' Mex turned around, and grabbed Ankha's hand. 'But I do believe that change must be achieved, too many have been hurt by this tyranny of the current situation there... Agreed! But only if you can promise me that you will use my help to get possitive results for everyone.' 'I promise Mex.' Ankha grabbed Mex's hand, and hugged him tightly when the deal was done. 'Welcome, we alike. I wish best for both us!' February smiled gently at Ankha, but Ankha could only blush slightly emberassed. 'T-thank you.. I hope so to! As of now, we shall be sisters forged by destiny. Does that sound okay?' February could only clap her hands in excitement, and hugg Ankha. As Mex's and February's eyes met, February spoke to Mex. 'I'm ever so grateful. This only shows that you care about everyone, and that your pure heart is still in place. I can now put my faith even deeper in your hands.. Just like you asked Ankha, please use it only to make this place better for everyone, even those who do not deserve it.' 

'I do not care for how many worlds you have seen, I only care for the world where I have built a life, where I have fought for myself! A world I didn't have such strong affection for until I realised how quick it would slip through my fingers.' Cedelia didn't seem to be moved by Lynch's words. 'Tell me Lynch, what did you build? What crazy kind of accomplishment did you set?' Lynch let out a deep sigh, and shook his head. 'None that I would be reminded for, but they matter to me. And as a human being, I live for myself. I always have.' 'Not that it's any of my business...' Cedelia got up, and had a good stretch. 'What makes you the special snowflake in this story, hm? You have a child under your wings, and you seem like the kind of person to switch sides whenever is convenient.. You're nothing but 3rd weeler in this circle Mex is in. Obviously, he is the protagonist. Everything is with him, everyone likes him. And without even having to scratch his butt he gets everything what he wants. I've seen many like him. Some fall, some succeed. But the only people who are remembered are the fallen heroes, or those who live long enough to have second doubts about. How does it feel to be able to reflect on your empty existence after you die, even before you're dead?' 'Silence! These conversations are not the type you have with-' 'With someone who's below your rank? Is rank what this has came to? Just like Queenly, people will crash and burn trying to gain more power. For you, mr. ''Everything will end just fine if I slaughter my brother'' this crash will come. I have seen it countless times. Either hero or villain will get caught up, and they will be too far gone when the realise that they have gone too far.' 'Then please, help me break the routine. Try to invest a little bit of effort in trying to change the routine that you have seen countless of times. Help me bring back that spark that got you to try in the first place.' 'Like an endless cirkles, heroes have replace heroes who have replace heroes who have... a new evil will always arise, Lynch.  Even I must say.. Perhaps evil does not exist? Perhaps it's humand being devided into two based on opinions, perhaps there is no true evil or good. Just misunderstood people fighting over miscommunications.' 'That's a silly remark, said by people who think too deeply of themselves. A person can always tell. Just as I believe that you are good enough to help me atleast a bit further. You know my past, so you know I will get dirty if I need to.' Cedelia stood up, and sighed. 'It seems like helping is the least tiresome option in this case... Fine, but please try to get it quickly, alright? I hate going over much more effort than intended.'

'You do not understand, inspector. Mex is dead.' Gantius tried to talk to the inspector one more time, but it seems that he wouldn't be bothered with recent events. 'He seems fine to me, alive and kicking as well.' Without turning his head, he made his way to the diner, and gave Ursula a friendly nod. 'But.. I saw him die!' The Inspector took a seat at the bar, and ordered the usual eggs and steak. 'Well, perhaps you didn't.' Gantois seemed to be pretty frustrated with the inspector. Out of all people he would want to solve this mystery. 'You went to the bloody apartment, you had his blood analysed by Dhulium, how would you explain any of that?!' With a cigarette in his mouth, the inspector turned his head, and shrugged. 'Was that everything you couldn't tell me Cleveman? Imagine that, having to live without our prophet. The world would be in sheer chaos.' Ursula pulled a pencil from her hairdo, but didn't have to write anythin down as the inspector had ordered the same thing for the past years. 'Imagine having to walk around with a secret like that? I have had some restless nights.. I'm glad that's all over with...' Gantius started to shout. 'It isn't over! That person you saw wasn't mex. There is no logical conclusion to why he could be alive at this rate! The amount of blood, the eye witness.. I saw it all!' 'Look, pal.' The inspector got up, and put his cigarette out. 'No body, no case. I have better and deader caseses to worry about. He seemed to be fine when we saw him, you know. Killing big sky dragons and all.' 'I was there, and that ''man'' is not Mex! I refuse to believe that, or to serve him.' 'Suit yourself, I didn't think much of Garlox either, but becoming fused with Mex to come back? That's pretty overwhelming. Sure, he has to explain the past 20 years.. But we'll let him do his thing for now, right?' Ursula nodded in agreement with the Inspector. 'Ugh... Forget I said anything, I'll figure it by myself, ''Inspector'' your help won't be necesarry!' Gantius stormed out, leaving the inspector stunned by surprise.