For You This World I'll Destroy

The Pathos of the Pathfinder

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The rain touched my cheeks, waking my eyes. Cold crept from my finger towards my heart, as warm liquid slowly came out of my nose and mouth. Escape I can see someone holding me. A witch with beautiful purple hair, but wearing a skull mask to hide her face.

“I beg you, please help this child. I'll give you everything, Doc!” pinta Khanza to the group of people in suits too white.

“You blind? Look, where there's a bed for that kid here. Find another place,” snapped a big man on Khanza. Though even though I can see there are still some empty beds hidden behind.

“Taking Khanza gnashed his jaw, “I've been here and there is no hospital that received it,” then Khanza replied and approached the big man, “Is it because of me… you guys don't want to help her? Chrysant is not me.. Chrysant is a human!”

“If you want to make a fuss don't be here, Witch!”

But the big man pushed Khanza until he fell. That witch protected me from the roughness of the asphalt. The door was smashed in front of his face to make Khanza sobbing, “If only. I'll definitely help you. But.. I'm not a human.”

But, the witch shook her head.She got up and found a crowded street. Despite carrying the girl with blood pouring out, the crowd only shuddered in horror at her. No one had any intention of helping him. All the doors were closed, even the terrace for shelter refused him with a bitter oath.

At the end under the shade of a banyan tree, Khanza hugged me tightly. Shaking his body while continuously speaking,

“I'm sorry..I'm sorry Chrysant. After everything you gave me. I can't even help you.”.

My weak hand touched the skull mask and opened it. Behind that mask, hidden a face that would make everyone grimace in horror stared at him. The burns drained half of Khanza's face, with various old scars touching him. Only his purple eyes were left, shedding tears of regret.

There were words I wanted to say, but when it came to the tip of the tongue, those words disappeared. My eyes were dim and my ears were ringing. But before my eyes closed, I heard the faint sound of footsteps and Khanza's lips saying,

“Lady Luciel..?”

I woke up with cold sweat all over my body. U-uughh. Like an ax hitting my head, a headache ambushes. This weird dream is getting more and more annoying.

I didn't understand at all, the dream felt like a memory in me. Is it possible that I knew Khanza before? But, Khanza in the impi looked very fond of the figure of Chrysant. No, it's impossible. The dream may just be an illusion that is completely ignored by the time distortions created in this strange city. Don't be affected, Chrysant!

“... Saber... don't go..”.

I heard Dagger's delirium sleeping next to me. The tear line recounts the moment the girl sobbed, as Saber scolded her all-out after we returned to the hiding place. The two of them had a big fight until they snapped at each other. In the end, the Dagger who could not bear to run to his room and cry there to sleep.

Kuelus golden hair Dagger gently and calmed the girl. Suddenly my ears heard the sound of footsteps coming out in the courtyard of the building. Peering over the window, I saw Saber leaving quietly.

Hmm, where did that man go? Curious, I put on my uniform and followed her.

It was impossible to tell the difference between night and morning when Chrysant was in the Underworld. Dark black clouds covered the sun and moon, no electricity turned on the street lights. But because of Malice's heart in my chest, I can see the night as clearly as day and can step without a lantern, following Saber. But Chrysant couldn't believe it, the terrible sight I'd find.

If there was a shining moon, would Chrysant see the painting as heart-slicing irony or a beauty? Accompanied only by his blue lantern, a black-robed man sat down in front of two of his fallen friend's graves. Slowly he lifted his cup, offering sweet wine to usher their souls back to the manger of the Goddess. The roar of the ash storm that rang out but there was no crying, no laughter, just someone who let his friend go.

“Why do you endanger yourself to perform a futile ritual? Those who die will not be able to hear and feel what you say,“ my question is then cut by the windshield that irritates the eyes.

With his fierce eyes, threatening with the blue of his iris, the man glanced at Chrysant. The mature, serious saber-toothed face reminded me of the vengeful princely charm in my favorite colossal Manhwa. Moreover, with the long golden hair that I tied the ponytail to! Just make Chrysant's heart pound, uh, wait... I-I nomong what the hell?! Argh.

“What is your business?” the boy's lips.

Heh, that arrogant guy. I took a piece of Magicite I took from my fight against the Predator and threw it at Saber.

“I think that's more than enough evidence to show you my rank, Lightbearer,” said I put my spare badge on my uniform and showed it with a proud smile.

“And, there is another S-type Malice residing in the stomach of this city, my patchwork” that also sits beside Saber, “I think the plan that Dagger submitted is our best chance to get out of this demon hole, he said,” continued.

“You can't lie to my eyes. There's something you're hiding,” Saber said.

I laughed hollowly, “... Saber whom I know is not a sharp man like you,” I said who then told me about my agreement with Khanza. Besides, I don't find any reason to keep it a secret from Saber.

Once out of words, Saber smothered her face for a moment and then said, “How can you be sure, Malice won't turn around to attack us?”

“I know.. Khanza is not someone who denies his words,” I said based on a belief that in my own sense, does not make sense. But my heart says something else.

“Seriously? You will drag a lot of people in risky situations, just based on your feelings?” ask Saber again.

“To save Dagger from this place, even though I have to sell my soul to the devil, I will do it,” I said tightening my fist. After all, with my current strength, it is impossible for me to bring the Moon Quartz home without the help of Khanza.

Saber let out a long sigh and inserted her palm. Long she was speechless watching the whirlpool of storms in the sky, which was in line with the water of her face at that moment.

“... You understand the feelings that arise when you see someone you love dying in your arms.... But now he is back in your life?” said Saber.

Maybe alcohol or maybe mellow that night opened Saber's heart to me. Not kusanga, Saber also told what happened in the timeline.

The Dnia is completely different from what I know. A world full of injustice and greed. In Saber's time line, not all Black Company residents were born equal. Those who cannot use magic are forever damned to be the lowest caste, trampled by the tyranny of magic users. Including Saber and Dagger. Being at the bottom margin has no choice but to try to scavenge all the opportunities that exist to stay alive in the cruel system of capitalism. Orphans, the two children were desperate to steal and fight in the streets, just for a bite of rice.

But one day, an organization present gives light to their hope, the White Order. The organization provides the opportunity for people who are outcast and unable to use magic, rising to improve their standard of living. Wanting to live better, the two brothers agreed to follow the study.

The Warden's cells are injected into their bodies, ferociously mutating in a magic circuit cell making them half-Malice and half-human beings called Daemons. Even the great power they achieved, was probably almost equivalent to a high-class Magician. However, .. White Order never said their ultimate goal turned out to be to create the strongest magician ever. And for that purpose, they prosecute his research subjects in a life-and-death fight.

Perhaps the gods loved the drama of tragedy, the epic of fate brought Saber and Dagger together in the fight. Refusing to hurt each other, the White Order Witches injected a compound that stole their common sense. Adrenalin emgnucur and in a dark blink Saber's eyes.

By the time he woke up, Saber had killed Dagger.

“For me, this world is a miracle given by Black Company. My life, which was only a weapon that was used to destroy everything, is now seeing dreams for the first time. My sister...is still alive and growing up to be a cheerful though strange figure,” said Saber who lit her cigarette and smoked it deliciously.

After exhaling the cigarette smoke Saber continued, “Or maybe. This is the Goddess's punishment for me losing Dagger once again. I... Afraid just to imagine it.”

Hmm. So that's why Saber is so overprotective on the Dagger. He only wanted to extend his time with his sister, despite sacrificing others. It's selfish, but I can understand his feelings.

I pat gently on the man's shoulder, “Or maybe, this is an opportunity for you to make amends for your past mistakes, Saber. In this world, in this time distortion, maybe the Black Company wants to see you, this time.. managed to protect your sister,” I said who then borrowed the words from someone who was crazy, and then,

“... When you choose to protect the people you love or save the world, you will not regret choosing your heart. Saber, leave all this to me. You just focus on taking Dagger and others away from this city.”

"Wait, you want to sacrifice yourself for us?” saber asked confusedly.

Chrysant smiled, “Ngak dong. You never heard of it, huh? I am Ruin Hunter, the witch who has nine lives. Whatever happens, no matter how difficult the mission is, I will definitely survive and bring satisfactory results!” I said, patting my chest with pride.

Saber ruffled her hair and after thinking for a moment, she said, “..

Understanding the man's decision, I stood up and pointed my head at the sky, “It's Pathfinder's job to find a way for you, Lightbearer!.”