For You This World I'll Destroy

Noctis Labyrinth (2)

A one-eyed black cat opened the magic chest in front of me. My eyes were wide open, enjoying the glitter of the flood of gold coins and the various beautiful gems from within. It was probably worth a hundred thousand gold pieces! My iler was about to megeces, as my hand was about to reach for the gold coin, but as usual the Black cat closed the magic chest.

“Wait a minute, does Moon Daemon think Danius is stupid? Illusionary magicians like you easily steal all this money, ” said Danius who jumped to sit on top of the crate and spread white powder around us. After that he extended his hand and asked,

“Where is the product this week?”

Araaa, the overly cautious black market trader. We've been working together for a year now, but up to this point, the cat still doesn't trust me. Well, I did too. For why believe in someone or someone in this age of leanness?

I handed him a bag of glittering red glass bottles and said, “This is the medicine supply for the week. Please distribute to buyers who.. ahem, potentially.”

Danius gladly received the bag and jumped down from his magic chest. He carefully checked the medicine I had just given and after confirming that it was real, he laughed,

“I don't think a Daemon hurt my left eye, it is now my most profitable business partner,” Danius said pointing to his left eye.

I swallowed the magic chest in the spatial ring in my hand. An artifact from a very rare past civilization, even I myself feel lucky to find it in my adventure. But for me, the luckiest moment of my life was my meeting with Danius one year ago.

Even a year I wander the Kinje plains and cure various people with the drug Mutterbeweisen. The magic of the medicine spread, spreading the identity of the Moon Daemon that I used as an alias during my trip. That name brought me to different individuals. Starting from the commoners who want to free their village from the plague to the vassal Kings of Kinje who want to gain immortality. However, he also invited a unique plot that targeted my life.

They called themselves “Black Company”. And one of the leaders of that dark organization was Danius. The keeper of Olivia's Field is seduced by worldly desires and falls into being the most accomplished black market trader.

“Hey, Moon Daemon. Danius wanted to ask, if we have worked together like this, why don't you want to join the Black Company?” ask Danius.

“Hahahaha, did you forget? When we first met, my prescription drugs and my life were almost stolen? I don't know what you will do to me, if I join you,” said I then held the handle of my sword and smiled cynically at Danius,

“After all, I am not interested in the purpose of your organization. I don't need a stupid myth about Ideal White to save the world. I have my own path. Maybe.. You want to sample the way I make it happen?”

Danius raised his shoulders, “One eye of Danius is enough to be rewarded for finding a relationship with the Moon Daemon. Danius was not really concerned with the purpose of the organization, but they had a great underground network, which Danius used for his own purposes,” he said, which then slowly disappeared in a dark shadow,

“But let this Danius warn you, Hi Moon Daemon. Remember that shadows can hear and see,” he said as usual, leaving behind cryptic messages before disappearing completely.

I saw a shadow in the room and stuck my tongue out at him. “Basin the perverted shadow, love to enjoy the privacy of people,” my mockery that was seen from behind the magnificent window of the Ishtarin palace that defeated the beautiful sun that had just sunk.

“It's time everyone knew what happened last night,” my murmur held the palace in my hands, “Time for the second phase of my plan, hihihi!”

Coming out of my hiding place, Junon's frenzy immediately greeted me. Both the sky and the ground, lined with busy people in neat clothes. The horse-drawn carriages crossed the streets swiftly, not caring who had just crossed the road. In line with the pedestrian's quick and angry footprints, their stressful face-paintings make the city's bleak color palette. Pressed by the heavy demands, not a single human in the city could smile.

Really ‘warm welcome’ from the Capital of the most powerful country in the world.

But in the place of the originator of the depression, there is still a lantern of hope.

A few minutes walk to the city center, I found a pattern of night colors that contrasted with the monotonous streets. Lanterns of various colors hang in each row of trees along the way, along with various food stands and lively playgrounds. The smell of flesh that was making me dance among the crowd, my eyes wide open capturing the beauty of various magic rides that are circular on a large tree high in the city center.

Share, there was a flying roller coaster that teased me to ride it, every time he flew to scatter magic powder over my head. Ara, I want to ride it!

“This is the first time I've seen the First Snow Festival,” my murmurs that raise their hands to the sky.

The First Snow Festival is a celebration of the new year in the land of Kinje. Junon is famous for the festivity of the festival, which can be seen up to dozens of kilometers away. When I was a kid, behind the windows of Noctis Palace, I always dreamed of going to this festival. I always dreamed of tasting every dish, riding every party, and seeing fireworks that I could only see from a distance.

“Hey, hey, did you hear the news this morning? King George finally showed himself at the palace after six months of vacation,” a man told his co-worker.

“Yup, most likely. But I heard some juicy news. He said yes, on the night of the First Princess' debudante, a Daemon infiltrated Ishtarin's palace. He said with his magic medicine, the Daemon cured His Majesty's illness and woke him up,”

“Alah, read too many of your fiction novels nih.”

“Hahaha, maybe. But it's kind of romantic if it happens, right? It is not wrong that I heard yes, which is rumored to be the Moon Daemon. the witch who has eased various plagues throughout this country!”

I smiled then mingled with the hustle of the city, melding the crowd of the city in the illusion magic of Noise Echo. A small insert in the bottom of their heart, “Is the Moon Daemon and Mutterbeweisen real?” A simple question but enough to spark rumors about myself in the human imagination.The more ambiguous the answer, the more wild their imagination. This human-filled coil is a fertile field for my rumors to grow.

And the greater the fire of the rumor, the more Mutter could not heed my presence in this city and cover it up with lies.

“And the more that want Mutterbeweisen, the price of the drug will increase as well. Those nobles would definitely pay a fantastic price to obtain the rumored medicine. Old cat don't let me down yeah,” I said smiling greedily, imagining a flood of money that would make my pockets fat.

But for some reason, emptiness hit my heart. In the midst of this crowd, amidst this noise and glitter of light that made me nauseous, I felt foreign. Though this city...is my birthplace, but why do I now feel like wandering in the land of people?

After so many years, that dream is now in my reach. I was able to attend the First Snow Festival, but I couldn't enjoy it. Something is missing. What is missing? My herself? I don't understand this torturous feeling. Why can't I enjoy tonight like the people around me?

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Axel!"

With just a voice, the answer to that question was now clearly answered. I looked in different directions, trying to track the sound, I ran away from the humans who were blocking my path, to hear the sound again. But in this noisy sea, I could not find him.

My sister.

After searching for an hour, I finally gave up. Sitting on an empty bench, I looked towards the light-filled lanterns that illuminated the smiles of the festival goers. But far from warming my heart, that smile seemed to expose the deep feelings that haunted me..

Solitariness.

Laugh empty at me, “What am I doing? Of course a Crown Princess like Big Brother, it is impossible to come to this festival,” my murmur is ridiculous.

After all... What else do I hope for? For to the world, the Moon Princess was already dead two years ago. I'm just a ghost to them. There is but not to be seen, present but not to be felt. A miserable existence that constantly tries to attract the attention of others, but only to be disappointed.

“Mama, Papa, I want to join the First Apple race!” whining of a daughter, carried spoiled by her father.

Laughing warmly both parents of the child, then the mother explained, “Claudya, later if you are old, then you can ya.”

“But, Audya wants her request granted first apple!”

The bald father gently stroked the boy's head and asked, “What request the hell, my sweet daughter?”

“Audya want school forever off!”

I laugh a little and hear it. Jeez kids. His mind was simple, but adorable. But such foolish desires cannot be granted, not even by mythological goods.

I stood up and stared at the giant tree that loomed in the middle of Junon. The innocence of the girl buffered the feeling inside me. A desire to be a hopeful innocent child again.

“Again out of my plan. But it looks like tonight, I will be the winner of that race,” said I then stepped up and registered myself in the First Apple race.