King's Raid X Male Reader (Xenoblade Chronicles)

Part VI Chapter 7

(Y/n) Pov

It's morning and we are setting off. As we are walking, I feel a dark presence.

Frey: Cleo, this is...

Cleo: Yeah, that's definitely the Power of Darkness.

Roi: Everyone, stop. Quiet. Cleo. Are you sensing the Darkness from that gaudy gold- covered one?

Cleo: I can't tell from this distance.

(Y/n): The best option we could take is stay low and watch what is going to happen.

Lizardman: Izakerr, I don't understand. Since when did we care for treasure.

Izakerr:  So, are you saying  you don't like gold?

Lizardman: No, not that. But that's not exactly what's weird. We never wanted such things. We never wished for riches. But now, we've searching for treasure like our lives depend on it, even while sustaining losses. Now to think of it, this is all really odd.

Izakerr: Hmph, have you grown senile already? I'll help jog your memory. 

Suddenly a glow emerges on his chest. 

Izakerr: Behold all this gold! Bask in its brilliance, its radiance and glory!

(Y/n): His power!

Frey: It's growing stronger.

Lizardman: How... how beautiful. Ah, I think I may grow blind, I want it. I want the shinnies.

Kasel: I guess Greed is the catylist for the liazardman

Frey: Everyone has a desire to own what they wish for, but greed beyond one's capabilities will only ruin people and those around them.

Izakarr: Now, what do you think. Don't you want to go search for more treasure?

Lizardman: Yes! I want more! I also want to cover myself in gold like you!

Izakarr: Go forth! We shall erect our own empire of gold!

Roi: Now that we know what the catalyst is, there is no need in staying in hiding.

Kasel: Cleo, can we save those lizardmen from the Darkness?

Cleo: Piece of cake. Well, we only have to beat up that one called Izakerr.

Roi: Good. Let's go.

Izakerr: Who are you?

Kasel: Corrupting you own peaceful race with darkness and greed, how could you call yourself a leader of your race like that?

Izakerr: You misunderstand. We originally had no leader. Everyone lived their own way. I too lived my own life, far away from my race. I dreamt of a better life beyond the horizon, unlike my brothers who lived drearily with no aspirations at all.

Cleo: So, that great dream was nothing more than a measly treasure hunt?

Izakerr: You too seem to be fools stuck in the present. How sad, to think even the humans were inflicted with such sloth. I have no time for the likes of you. I must go find my treasure.

He walks away.

Cleo: Wait, that's just running away!

Miruru: Well, I can understand his feelings, and the call of treasure. Poor Izakerr.

Frey: Hm? Why would you say that?

Miruru: Well, he's probably like me, and found some kind of cursed treasure in the past. Dreaming of a better life beyond the horizon? I swear he has been cursed with the power of cheesiness. Ah, I'm so sad. Frey, cheer me up, please? Huggies~