Seraph Squads| ONS x AGGO | Book 1 of the End chronicles

Chapter 4: Seraph Squad III

Today was the day that the long awaited: Seraph Squads 3 debuted. A competition only happening for the players on the Japanese server, what a treat! Two competitions have already gone by months ago and the powerhouse: KFLC participated in both, just not on the same team. In the first, Crowley and Krul managed to make good work out of their enemies and reached the top of the podium. That was also the start of the treacherous rivalry between the Shinoa squad and the pink bunny. In the second, it was a mere request from the eccentric man. He insisted on having Crowley on his time for this tourney so Krul had to find a teammate. That's when she contacted Lest to come and join her on: 'Seraph of the end'. At first, the boy wasn't too keen on the idea however by sheer luck, he was brought over.

At the end of the second Seraph Squads, Krul had managed to beat Ferid with the help of her bombarding comrade: Lest and only gave the man ideas that all four of them should play on the same team for the first time. While waiting for the third Seraph Squads to happen, Lest was able to properly interact with both Ferid and Crolwey outside of work. The two adapted to the presence of a fourth member rather quickly and accepted him as a "Friend." It was a bad choice that Lest ever came into the game, now, Krul isn't the only one being bothered at work. How long has it been since they first started to hang out? Three months? Perhaps?

Thanks to his decision, the entire server has referred to them as: "One of the powerhouses of SS." A powerhouse team meant a powerful team ready to cream all the other participants of the event. The principle viewing area for the incoming tournament would be the centre of the ruined city of Sanguinem. All huddled up in front of the large monitor, the spectators began to place their bets. "Do you really think that the Shinoa squad will pull off a win this time?" a man asked among his group of friends. Some came with the retort with: "No way dude, I'm voting for KFLC all the way." He received a response such as: "KFLC? What's that team?" Someone who clearly wasn't up to date, asked. The two other people in the conversation gave him wide eyes. "Didn't you hear? Krul's teaming up with Lest Karr and Ferid Bathory. That team will be brutal. But, they did register last minute so I'm still taking in the news." One of them was nice enough to explain.

That's right, they entered last minute. Approximately, ten minutes before the administration offices closed. Krul being team captain for SS3, wanted the results of her teammates' participation earlier today. Ferid had already affirmed that he would be playing, Crowley didn't have much a choice. But Lest? He gave her his choice at around 11:49 in the freaking PM. "What do you mean you haven't made up your mind yet?! Well then! Decide!" was the scold that Krul would give him through the telephone when she returned back home from work yesterday. Unfortunately for her, she had to dive into 'Seraph of the end' and using her super inhuman speed, sprinted over towards the administration office to register her comrades' name and confirm their participation for SS3. What a handful.

"No way, I'm voting for those machine gunners this time around. If they worked on their teamwork, they can actually win." Another man brought up before taking a bite into his meaty appetizer. The people sitting beside him raised a brow. It seemed they weren't too familiar with the name: "Machine gun lovers"."Oh you mean Narumi's squad? Not too sure, man. I'm still putting my faith on the Shinoa squad and the Guren squad. They're both good." It was a boy with tattoos all over his face. Twenty minutes remaining until the events start. So far, only one of the powerhouse teams have showed up so far. It was a squad of four. A tall man with irresistible white braids as well as white angelic wings over a brown mantle, a brown skinned man with hazel hair, red eyes and a crimson red suit, a pale skinned man rivalling the fur of an artic fox, black hair locks and was clad in black. Finally, the newest recruit that no one remembered. A nervous middle-aged man with dark red hair, red eyes and indigo clothing.

He looked down on his fingers nervously. "Um sir...I just thank you very much for letting me play on your team." He expressed his gratitude towards the captain of the team. His name was Siga Madu. This team was known as the: "Progenitors." The precious winners of SS2 but also known as: the cheating bastards who chickened out practically all match. Oh well, whatever those players remarked about them, they still won right? Siga chuckled, leaning back on his chair, they were situated in a private building near the city's centre. "Oh nonsense, Ky Luc. We're glad to have you. Just follow Urd's lead. I'm not too good with trainees." He laughed once more. When Ky glanced over to Urd, he was greeted with a cold expression on the other man's face. "I beg your pardon? Lord Geales?" He whispered. But Urd didn't say anything, just looked away. Rigr chuckled on his end, taking a sip out of his mug. "How lively."