The New World [Magi Fanfic]

The Dark Sacred Palace

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"Lord Barbarossa! We'll be home soon! Please endure the rest of the ride somehow!" The guard said worryingly back to his charge. Barbarossa huffed heavily as he held his injured side.

'With this, I've become the only user of multiple metal vessels. There's no one in the world who can match me anymore. I am at the top of the world, the one who will unify it all. I won. I have achieved full victory. I will advance into a future of glory. I've done it!' Barbarossa thought as he leaned his head on the wooden side of the carriage he was in. His breathing hasn't lightened up but he couldn't stop the small arrogant grin that came across his face. Though, his smile was wiped off his face when the guards began to yell out.

"That man is--!" One of the guards began but was cut off by his fellow.

"Sinbad!" The other guard finished. He watched in amazement and slight terror as he watched the purple haired man run at them at an inhuman pace. They grabbed the reins on their horses and whipped them to go faster.

"No one can outrun a horse! We'll lose him in no time!" The guard shouted as he leaned forward. His fellow turned back to see Sinbad nearing the carriage.

"I won't let you go!" The man shouted as he reached his hand out. A small invisible flutter of white rukh flew next to the carriage wheel. Though maybe it was just by chance, the wheel of the carriage spun out, but others might call that destiny. The guards shouted in confusion as the carriage began to tilt the side. Within seconds, the carriage fell to the side, knocking its contents, Barbarossa, to the ground. The horses ran clear of the scene and the guards groaned as they tried to pick themselves up off the ground. Barbarossa huffed louder as he gripped his side in pain. He clenched his free fist and glared at the ground.

'... What is this.. Strong, unrelenting feeling... ? My plan is perfect. The Kingdom of Sindria should have collapsed to the ground with the island. I called in an extermination army, so not a single resident will be left alive. Their metal vessels, their only threat against me, are already destroyed. There is not a single possibility that could make me lose. But even so... why?' Barbarossa thought as he heard footsteps pound into the ground, coming towards him. He heard Sinbad yell his name out. Barbarossa's eyes widened in realization.

'Even if it was me who drove him a corner, how is it that a miracle always happens around that man? It's just as if he could see destiny... No way... could it be that this man is truly.. Loved by Destiny?' Barbarossa thought as a pure terrified look etched its way onto his face as he watched Sinbad draw closer to him. He immediately leapt up and grabbed his sword that was lying beside him.The general did his best to ignore the pain that swelled up within his body, but couldn't help as a small groan racked his body. But, he kept going even if it was at a slow pace.

'You have to be fucking kidding me! Don't fuck with me! Will I die in this worthless place?' The green haired man thought as he unsheathed his sword, only to find it broken. He growled and tossed it to the side.

'Me? Losing? That is impossible. Nonsense!' The man growled inside his mind. His heart pounded hard in his chest as he heard Sinbad nearing him. Fear began to take place within him.

'No! I do not want to die! At the hands of this... of this kind of man!' Barbarossa said as he collapsed to the ground in pain. He turned to face the seething face of Sinbad. The purple haired man did nothing to slow his pace. But he did speed up as the adrenaline pumped through him. Barbarossa put his hand out as if it was going to protect him.

"Go away!" Barbarossa shouted in pure terror. He could practically see the amount of white rukh that flowed around the man that was before him. A pitiful sound released itself through the mouth of Barbarossa. He released his side and stuck both hands out in front of him, guarding his face.