Catalyst System

The Right Gift

    According to the man who claimed to be the leader of this community, he said the founder of the Fallen Angel Worshipping Community had sacrificed himself to help angels who were believed to have been stripped of their status as angels. The angel in question here is Aluna, he was once injured due to being trapped by a group of mysterious creatures. Then, the community that was once a gathering of helpers, became a gathering of – fanatics. The unconscious Aluna was constantly being controlled by the purple aura with no one knowing other than Veroa. While they did not know that Aluna before the incident, she was an archangel who should not be called a fallen angel.

    “What is this man referring to, the sacrifice that aims to help Aluna? But, was it at the cost of his life, Aluna could heal just like that from the wounds that he said were very severe? Moreover, Aluna in a fully conscious state would not agree to her being healed at the expense of human life.” Veroa felt confident in his assessment of the character possessed by Aluna just by making eye contact and speaking style some time ago.

    “Nona Aluna, I beg for a few words from you”, said Veroa after meeting people who claimed to be the leaders of this community with Aluna.

    “Good, Mr. Veroa. As an initial explanation and correcting this misunderstanding, I will tell you that before I was adored by you, I was not a fallen angel.” Aluna explained her memories before the evil aura she believed came from the sacrifice of the founder of this community who was still injured, hearing the purpose and purpose of the person sacrificing. The purple aura was clearly from his sacrifice and it was his soul that controlled Aluna's body while her injured self was helpless.

    After that, it was the man's turn to explain the activities that the Fallen Angel Worshiping Community had been doing and what the leader knew about the purpose of establishing this community. What the man said and knew was different from what Aluna had said. Which means, all this time the man who founded this community has manipulated everything to the point of daring to use archangels like Aluna for his ambition.

    Now, Aluna is no longer an archangel and she officially becomes a fallen angel, ending up being like a human. The community of Fallen Angel worshippers has now changed direction back into a relief society led by the previous man. Veroa deliberately did not bother him further, because after all this was just a misunderstanding and the only guilty founder of this community, just to fulfill his personal ambitions to sacrifice everything, including his body.

    Now, they returned to the City of Tungsten after saying goodbye to the relief society. The sun will soon sink, the orange hue is so beautiful to look at.

    Although there were no casualties, many were injured. The journey back to Tungsten City would be twice as slow as before. Moreover, Aluna who had a physique that could be said to be weak, was enough to hinder the journey. Even so, – people have known his identity which is a former archangel, no one has the guts to be disrespectful to a great creature like him, despite having held the status of a fallen angel. The charm did not come down.

    Veroa offered to carry him several times, fearing he was too tired to continue the journey. However, Aluna said that she did not want to trouble herself. In fact, he really troubled everyone, fortunately no one objected to it. Until the night, the distance to Tungsten City was still half that, whereas they had rested several times in a fairly close period of time.

    The bonfire illuminates the night in the forest, enough to make the surrounding air feel warm, beating the cold air of the night. Accompanied by fresh meat, and alcohol makes the atmosphere of the night that should feel cold and gripping it even feels warm.

    Veroa and Aluna sat side by side on a fallen tree trunk, facing one of the bonfires that had been made. Veroa was quite amused by the behavior of adventurers and soldiers who fused and had fun, looking so familiar. He thought, it would be good if an annual event was held that could increase the closeness of these two camps, so that one day they could work together while fighting on the battlefield.

    “Iya, what's up Mr Veroa?” Aluna also replied without turning to the other person, his hands were the same twirling wooden sticks made as neat as possible with meat that was on the fireplace.

    “U... Don't you feel angry at them? At least..” brought up the matter, Veroa felt hesitant to proceed. He thought, the topic for the conversation he just opened was too sensitive.

    “No, the person who should be responsible is not them, but he who has given the curse to me”, Aluna replied in a light tone, as if he did not care about his fate that had changed drastically, like a dream that had been achieved then descended from the sky and hit the ground.

Should have been, he would have felt the mixed turmoil of feeling due to fate that befell him, but this Aluna, thought Veroa, felt very impressed by the attitude shown by Aluna to him. “Are you angry with me for cutting off my wings?” His curiosity still prompted him to ask this one more time. However, the result remains the same, Aluna received everything with a chest of air.

That night, almost everyone was drunk and unconscious. Aluna had been sleeping, some people were still awake there who decided to go around to ensure safety, some were filling the void jokingly to maintain the warmth of the night, even though the fire started to go out. Early today, the wind blew, quite strong and felt increasingly cold.

Veroa sat leaning under the tree, he checked his status which from the moment he came out of the punishment period of the Gods until now had not received a massive increase in strength. Just one or two points increased, even on attack power, speed, and stamina. But, he paid no attention to it first and switched to the Tasks column that brought up the notification.

“Tasks completed? And new tasks!” he said in his heart. Ignoring the new task, he touched the screen of the completed labeled task relating to the Fallen Angel Worship Community, and looked at the details. Not wanting to see the description of the task or others, his gaze immediately fell on the rewards column. The rewards of the completion of this task are a paired angel; a holy aura; and the wings of the archangel (which can be combined with the body).

Seeing his gift, he took quite a long time to wake up from his daydream. He had just missed his gaze from the angel wings reward. Not wanting to be combined with his body, but he felt that his guilt would soon be wiped out by this gift.

“Hehe... I'll surprise him later.”.