William Waynack is in search of the Holy Grail in hopes of becoming a king one day! This adventure into the unknown is William's dream, and hopefully, he can find others that share his dream along the way! After all, the impossible is only that way...
The group of travelers, currently embarked upon a quest of saving Maka's parents, sat around a fire while they heard a portion of William's story.
"I Will Find the Holy Grail!!" William shouted with confidence.
"Such determination..." Pierre softly said.
"Will..." Alucard said.
"Wow..." Maka said, then thought, Such an unreasonable dream... But a part of me believes he can do it...
All three began to see William in a new light, a much brighter one than the burning fire that he was before this moment. The determined child somehow sparked a fire in his comrades as well.
"Fine!" Alucard stood up, "I promise that I'll be with you through your journey until we find the holy grail together!" Alucard shouted.
Alucard put his fist out, the pale hand sat above the flames, driving the others to commit to the common goal.
Pierre added his fist into the circle, "I already decided to do this, but sure, I promise we'll be together until the grail is found."
Maka soon did the same, all three fists pressed against each other, knuckle to knuckle.
"Why not!" Maka said, then thought, What am I doing...
"I'll join you on your conquest too, that's a promise!" Maka said.
What am I doing!!!
"Yeah!" William clashed his fist into the three that barely touched, "We'll all find it together!" William said in a promise between the group. "I won't let you down, guys!"
Dasos watched in awe at his partner, He's grown so much since I first met him... I truly believe he can bring the world together one day... I truly believe that he can achieve whatever he puts his mind to..., Dasos thought.
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The next day.
The group of travelers destined to save Maka's parents was marching up the inclining mountain as each step seemed to be steeper into the snow-covered terrain. The winds gained strength, lamenting against their nostrils, making them shift to the shade of flesh.
"How close are we to the top, Maka?" William asked.
None of them had a sense of direction in a blank terrain, it felt as though the only color around them was emptiness.
"I think probably one more day, if we pick up the paste we can get there by the end of the day." Maka said.
"Sweet!" William shouted.
William expected to be there by the end of the day now, although the requirement to do so was ignored. Pierre didn't like the sound of that, it would be best if they have stamina left when they make it to the peak of Mount Enopo. After all, they haven't met the person asking for William, only Maka has.
