A Gift from A Far Away World

Fandom: Seven Knights

Rating: T++

Genre: Humor/Romance/Drama

Characters/Pairing: Rudy x Kris, Dellons to Kris (one-sided)

Summary: In which Kris is blown into a universe where there's no magic, monster, dragon and war all around the continents, and things that he 'supposedly' should be worried about are: his grades, family's expectations, and apparently his not-so-little crush on Rudy. Oh, and surprisingly, Dellons isn't villainous in this universe, just an A-grade asshole that has a strange fixation with flirting with him. What is wrong with this world?

Disclaimer: Seven Knights and the characters belong to NetMarble Games. And luna only plays and makes AU story for these great adorable hot guys.

Warning: AU (because it's definitely funnier that way), shounen ai (it's my guilty pleasure, if you're not into it, just push the back button), a bit of violence (because these guys are from fighting RPG game), probably OOC at some parts and some BG stories might differ from canon universe (because I only watched the short movie in Seven Knights Story and my interpretation could be different to fit in this fic plot), minor OCs and…spelling and grammar errors (I'll try to be careful with them).

A/N: Because even though this fandom is a mobile game, those characters are too HOT to be left alone. If you don't know the game and the characters, just think of it as an original piece (since I will include some of the background stories in this fic). Also, you should totally play the game (because it's AWESOME and even not-a-gamer like me get addicted for god sake).

Aaand, we probably should start now… ENJOY!

A Gift from A Far Away World—a Seven Knights Fanfiction

© lunaryu

Prologue

When Kris opened his ruby colored eyes, he did not recognize the ceiling he was greeted with.

What?—He blinked once, twice, and promptly froze in his prone position. The high white ceiling didn't blur and disappear into the darkness of his castle in Revengers Hell, or the open blue sky of Terra Kingdom prairie that he last remembered where he had been supposed to be. It wasn't even remotely close to the structure and color of the ceiling of his room back in his noble family castle.

Kris was a calm person by nature, but even that as it may, this picture was too bizarre for him to comprehend. Though, he realized fully that panicking wouldn't help him in anyway, so he opted to stay composed and tried to assess the situation as much as he could before panicking for real or better, finding solution for this 'problem'.

Kris tested his motor functions. His limbs could move just fine. He wasn't restrained in any way and actually felt warm and comfortable enough where he laid down. The mattress was soft and when he decided to sit up, there was neither pain nor fatigue that usually accompanied his waking up time.

It was the side effect of 'death curse buff' that his body bore after he was infected by the darkness of Revengers Hell Old Ruined Castle. With the power of darkness, he could inflict 'death curse' to his opponent with the strike of his sword. Only with two strikes, he could kill any enemy regardless of their health or power. After Dellons so manipulatively convinced him that Rudy was to blame for the death of his subordinates… Kris still couldn't believe he was so stupid to even remotely trust that bastard.

Kris almost ruined his treasured friendship with his best friend since he was a kid. He even drew his sword and attacked Rudy, trying to avenge his subordinates' massacre in blind rage. Rudy… he looked confused and most-likely hurt by Kris' allegation, but instead of attacking back, he just defended his life with his shield, inactivated still, and tried to talk him down with soft words. If it hadn't been because of the negative-death-inducing energy Kris unleashed to the world, Rudy might actually let himself be slashed by his Strike of Darkness, but Rudy had duty to protect his people too, so he finally—in desperation if his expression was to go by—returned Kris's attack with his own Rush.

Kris wasn't ashamed that he was defeated, just despaired that he couldn't avenge his men's death at the time. Yet again Rudy, instead of killing him because the punishment for treason was 'death' by default, knelt down and held him close. He told Kris that he never went to Revengers Hell when Kris' men were murdered, that he was with the others in the main castle of Terra Kingdom, summoned by their king, and the higher ups were suspecting that Kris was the criminal because he planned to overthrow the kingdom since he was the only missing knight when all the Seven Knights were supposed to be in the summit, but Rudy didn't believe any of those rumors.

Kris knew about the suspicion on him. That was one of the reasons why he decided to follow Dellons' advice to hide himself and to cultivate more of the dark power in Revengers Hell in the first place, while being fed with vague misleading information that the trace of power which slaughtered his people had the 'light' attribute.

'Light' was always associated with Rudy in their circle since his title was the Light Guardian. Light was Rudy's most prominent power in giving his earth element the most energy. Light was Rudy, in contrast with Kris' dark element which leeched most power from the darkness.

At first Kris didn't believe that Rudy could do something as cruel as killing people without reason, but at the time, Kris was grieving and angry, and Dellons' words were poison to his fragile, unstable mind. Besides, he desperately wanted to blame someone and even though Rudy was his best friend, Kris was always compared to him by his own noble family who disliked Rudy because he was chosen as the leader of the Seven Knights and not Kris, despite Kris status, which was clearly from a noble family, and Rudy was an orphan and a commoner. Kris was too blinded with fury to see the loophole and to consider that the 'light' attribute wasn't exclusively Rudy's, since Dellons' offensive element also derived power from light instead of darkness. Worse, Dellons had a silver tongue. His reasoning and argument always sounded very convincing that people tended to believe him in the end despite their initial doubt.

Kris had always liked Rudy. He was nice and kind like a saint. He was cheery, always speaking truthfully with his heart and with his eyes looking straight into whoever he was talking to, seeing them for who they are instead of what they are. And Rudy protected people instead of destroying enemies. He was a people person, so people could trust him easily. Rudy was suited to lead them. All of Seven Knights, even Kris admitted it. However, he also always had a complicated feeling about his best friend, because he was the reason why Kris noble family always pressured him to do better, to aim higher, and to beat Rudy at anything. It was exhausting and wasn't helping his low self esteem issue. Dellons took advantage of that.

Kris was never good at defending himself. He tended to be quiet and ignore it when people belittled him. He refused to boast about his accomplishment because he was the kind of guy who showed result by doing it rather than making any promise to do it. Yes, Kris was a noble, an elite, very powerful and more than enough to be a guardian of one of the main lands in Terra Kingdom even. He was one of the Seven Knights. Still, it was a fact that the human residence of Terra Kingdom liked Rudy better than they liked Kris, that Kris power was scary since it dealt more with black magic and death curse. People feared Kris from the start; even his appearance scared them away. He was extremely pale and his red eyes were uncommon among humans. He was unearthly beautiful, people said, too inhuman to love like a normal person, even most of his men, the people that he led and protected weren't 100 percent human. Ordinary human chose to leave him alone instead of approaching him. So, being always compared to Rudy was a given looking how opposite to each other they were, in looks, in power attributes, and in personalities.

The more Kris drowned in his dark negative thought, the easier Dellons planted the seed of doubt inside his trust in Rudy and by the time those darkness overwhelmed Kris, he was hellbent on killing Rudy as a sole person responsible for all those sufferings Kris felt all his life, especially by killing his men.

Kris was truly a fool. After all those dark power fled his vassal as he exhausted his last energy, he could finally see Rudy's expression. How sad and miserable he looked. How desperate he seemed, trying to save Kris from this mess. Bane, that traitorous King of Ghoul, had betrayed Kris in the heat of his battle with Rudy and Kris almost died because of the death curse cast by Bane himself as per Dellons' order. Kris was just a distraction because when Rudy was busy dealing with Kris, Dellons could do whatever evil deeds he had planned to do since the best protector of Terra Kingdom was too occupied to noticed him. Dellons had used him to evade direct confrontation with Rudy and now Dellons was MIA while Kris was arrested for committing treason. Attacking the main castle of Terra Kingdom in broad day light was monumentally stupid and the witnesses mostly deemed Kris guilty on spot.

Kris almost lost everything, his life, his status, and worse, Rudy. It was a really close call. Fortunately, mostly thanks to Rudy defending him in his trial by testifying that Kris was under the influence of dark power and Dellons mind game, that the judge decided he wasn't guilty enough to be given a death sentence. Well, he was still thoroughly questioned about his involvement in his men annihilation and how far he was aware of Dellons' evil plot. He answered everything he could and swore to God that he would kill Dellons himself if he ever crossed path with the bastard again.

However, despite his aloof demeanor on the outside, Kris though… felt guilty as hell towards Rudy afterward. He couldn't even look at him in the eye anymore. Not only because he regretted accusing Rudy and attacking him with intention of killing him, but also despite every wrong he did to him, Rudy still smiled and comforted him, still cared and stayed by his side the whole time he was on trial. Kris was grateful a lot, but it was difficult for him to accept it. He felt wholeheartedly undeserving of such kindness. Rudy was too kind for his own good.

After that, while Kris was recovering, Rudy went back to his duty to protect the kingdom. He wanted to pursue Dellons because apparently, he was stirring things in Silent Mine and Blazing Dessert that almost caused a civil war between Eileen and Rachel, two others of the Seven Knights, the respective guardians of those lands. But the monsters from all around the kingdom began to get crazy and attacking humans indiscriminately that Rudy was stuck in the main land, trying to help and protect as many people as possible from monsters' attack as per order of Commander Aragon who received a direct mandate from the King.

In the end the task was left to Evan (Rudy's friend back from the village he was born) and his gang, Snipper (a hunter), Karin (a healer), Hellenia (an earth maiden) and Jupy (a forest elf), but only to stop the impending war between Eileen and Rachel and by no any mean they were allowed to pursue Dellons without one or more of the Seven Knights.

But enough with those. The more Kris thought about the unraveling plot in their bizarre life, the harder it was to explain. They were too complicated and he still had no idea why Dellons betrayed them all. The Seven Knights should be like a family. Even though some of them were complicated and had many issues, and some were not getting along, they were chosen to be the protectors of their kingdom. They shared the same fate and oath, so Dellons must have had a reason that he did what he did, as unreasonable and as wicked as it was.

Dellons mentioned something about pieces of Power of Destruction and whatever he planned to do with it couldn't be virtuous. But he also said that the Seven Knights' power was derived from the God of Destruction itself and he only did what he supposed to. Kris and the others couldn't understand it. What they knew was, what Dellons was about to do would bring destruction to the world and he had to be stopped no matter what. Dellons even involved the other continents kingdom in his plot and it was a big mess all over. They doubted it could all be solved by capturing or killing Dellons anymore.

Kris shook his head to clear his muddled, depressing thought. Those facts were not related with Kris' situation at this moment. Kris looked around him. He was in some kind of bedroom, decent size, painted entirely white from floor to ceiling. The floor was tiled and looked unnaturally clean. All the furniture were also in light color like the dresser on his right side, in creamy yellow, and the wardrobe on his left, in light brown. A varnished wooden study desk perched beside the filing cabinet near the dresser, also in light, creamy color, a mix of brown and yellow. The only color that was dark enough to note was the bed. The sheet were pitch black and the blanket was no different, black colored dashed with dark red in the middle.

It looked like a room of a student. Kris didn't know why he knew this. This was supposed to be strange and unfamiliar because he had never been here in his life, but he instinctively knew this room belonged to him.

"What's going on here?" he couldn't help mumbling. As he was about to bring his hand to his head because it started to throb for some unfathomable reason, Kris noticed that his hand and arm looked lankier than it was supposed to. "What the—?" He looked at his other arm before he yanked the blanket off and stared in horror at his smaller feet and thinner body.

Kris got off of the bed and hurriedly stood in front of a full body mirror embedded in his wardrobe. His distinctive silver platinum blond and ruby eyes were still the same, but he looked so much younger than his actual age. There was no evidence of his years of training as a warrior and all the scars he got from his previous fights were non-existent.

"What in the world…!?"

Well, now seemed to be the right time to panic. He apparently was in someone else body. He meant, the face was Kris', there was no doubt of it, but over all, it wasn't him. Kris looked at his reflection in the mirror. He was bare chested, so he could inspect the part thoroughly. It really was free of scar. His complexion was as pale as his original body, but it seemed smoother and fairer, healthy, instead of deathly pale. There was even a tint of pink, especially around his nipples, it was actually embarrassing staring at his own body like this. Kris sighed and staggered back to bed. He sat down and held his head on his hands.

Come on now, Kris. Calm down and start to think! What's the last time I remember before I woke up here?

Kris tried to rationalize it. It might have been a dream. He pinched his arm. It hurt. Not a dream then. Something else… something else… a black magic that swap minds and bodies? But it didn't explain that it was still Kris' body, only altered. Besides, he didn't remember any person that could do it. Not even Vellika could. And this room... it couldn't be Kris' because he didn't remember having a room decorated like this, but his gut told him it was his for some reason.

It just didn't make any sense. Kris remembered walking around the prairie of Mystic Woods in Terra Kingdom, about to see Rudy and the other Seven Knights because they needed a plan to stop Dellons, and then… what?

Kris remembered that there was a distortion in the air when he stepped into the grassland. Rudy was at the other side of the woods, talking to Rachel and Eileen was on his other side, inspecting some flowers hanging off a tree branch. Jave was further away from the three, tending to Red, his dragon, and Spike was seated on a rock a few feet away from him. Kris was about to approach them when the distortion got bigger and then there was a very bright blue-purplish light on the sky and when Kris woke up, he was already here.

Distortion of space and time continuum?—Kris didn't know why he understood the term, but he did. So… alternate universe. That light and the distortion of space… he was blown into another world… and timeline, judging from his younger look.

Kris glanced once again at the mirror. Yep, definitely younger. Now, what to do with this information. He knew he was in alternate universe Kris' body. What kind of life did this Kris have here? He supposed it would be wiser if he kept this to himself. If other people knew about it… the law in this world would be disturbed. This could lead into another world crisis and Kris had had enough dealing with one in his original world.

"Time for information hunting then." Kris decided. He had calmed down enough to accept that he had to be careful in threading his steps in this world. No one should know that he wasn't this world Kris. He would find out more about this Kris while trying to get back to his original world. There should be a way to do that. Kris would find it.

Kris nodded. Plan secured, he stood once again and approached his wardrobe. He supposed he could start by wearing decent clothes. He opened the wardrobe door and found some clothes with soft materials. No chain-mail and armor, just plain cloth… how did people in this world defend themselves if they were attacked wearing these flimsy clothes? Kris frowned as he touched the material. "I suppose this will do if I'm careful not to attract attention of the wrong kind of monsters…" Are there even monsters here?-he couldn't help thinking as Kris chose a jumper with black color with some white stripes on the chest part. It looked kind of like a spine and ribs, only in pictures. Weird, it almost looked like his own armor but made of cloth. He paired the jumper with a pair of black jeans (Kris had given up on taking notes on how he knew the name of those clothes. He blamed it on body memory of this world Kris).

Next, he checked out the dresser and its drawers contents. He found some information regarding this world Kris from his id card and some papers. His full name was Kris Tenebra. He was 19, a college student majoring in theoretical Physics. From the schedule he found pinned in one of the drawer, he had class today at 10 a.m.

Kris glanced at the analog clock on the wall above the door that, he suspected, would lead him out from his room. It was half past 8. He still had roughly an hour and a half to rummage around more before his class started. After investigating some more, Kris found his homework on the study desk that seemed to be due today. There was a pair of sneakers beside his wardrobe and he had pictures of his friends with names to refer and occasions of when and where they were taken pinned on the board above his study desk.

Then, there was also a silver framed photo on his desk. From the spot it was placed, this Kris seemed to treasure it. He placed it so strategically so he could look at it anytime he was on his bed or when he was studying.

Kris took the framed photo and widened his eyes a bit when he found a familiar face in it. It was a younger version of Rudy, dark brown hair, kind amber eyes, smiling wide to the camera while posing 'v' with both hands in front of his chest, and there was this Kris beside him, also smiling though softer while making 'v' gesture behind Rudy's head so it looked like Rudy had rabbit ears from upfront.

Kris couldn't help the small fond smile that crept up to his face. Even in this world, he and Rudy were best friend, huh?

Kris put the picture back to its place and clenched his fist a bit in resolution. He needed to go home, where his Rudy was.

Huh? … His Rudy?— Kris blinked as he repeated the possessive pronoun in his mind. Then he promptly blushed in bewilderment as his heart started to pick up pace. Don't be silly! Rudy isn't mine. What am I thinking?

Kris didn't understand why he felt like this. Rudy was his friend, his best friend. He had no reason to think of him so possessively. He just referred him as his Rudy because he was the Rudy from his original world. Yes, that must have been it.

But somehow… Kris had a nagging gut feeling (again) that that wasn't the only reason.

Kris had always liked Rudy. He just didn't dare to think too deeply about how much he liked him. Because in that way laid a can of more complicated feelings that should never be opened. Kris had enough problems to deal with as it was, he didn't need to add to his misery by acknowledging that he might have a crush on his best friend.

Nope. Not at all.

Kris decided to ignore it. He was always good at ignoring things that were better to be ignored. A few minutes later, Kris was ready to start his day. He memorized faces and names from the pinned up photographs, also taking special notes to remember the occasions because they seemed to be important. He also noticed that it wasn't just Rudy whom he recognized from the other photos. All the Seven Knights were there, so he assumed they were in the same circle of friends. Even Dellons was there.

Ugh, seeing his smug face pisses me off—Kris, although he had been reasonable enough to think that Dellons might have had his reason to do what he did, still couldn't forgive the bastard for killing his men.

When Kris went berserk because of the dark power, he mostly blamed himself for not being able to protect them, for not being there when they needed him the most, and he projected that self-hatred towards Rudy because of Dellons manipulation, but now he mostly stopped that degrading thought about himself. He still regretted it, but Rudy had pounded it into his head that Kris wasn't to blame for that, that his men would have been heartbroken had they been still alive and known that Kris hated himself because of them.

Besides, it was finally clear who to blame. It was all Dellons and his cronies doing anyway, so Kris should just focus on getting Dellons to pay for what he had done. Now, Kris had two life goals. One was stopping Dellons and the other… giving his men justice that they deserved.

And to be able to do that, he had to come back to his original world. This Kris majored in theoretical Physics. Maybe he had some kind of breakthrough regarding theory of time and space continuum manipulation. Maybe it was an experiment gone wrong from this side. Kris had to find out. He would be damned if he was stuck in this universe. He would definitely go home to his original world no matter what it took.

Now, armed with backpack filled with necessary items to get through his class, Kris stepped out of his room. "Time for the game to play."

End of Prologue

Tbc…

A/N: So, this is the prologue. Ahem. Question? Con-crit? Please hit that review button to start the discussion.

Teaser:

"Good morning, Princess!"

Kris' inner world turned upside down as his greatest enemy (in his original world) greeted him with such gentleman smile while winking and holding his waist and hand teasingly, like he was about to dance waltz with him instead of bodily drag him.

Calm down! He's not that Dellons! He's a Dellons from this world. Not an enemy, Kris! Just an acquaintance!—his inner monologue and argument didn't help ceasing the goosebumps blooming on his body. All his neurons screamed for him to punch the guy in the face for touching him alone after all.

"My, you're as coolly beautiful as always. It makes me want to mess you up so bad, kitten," Dellons gentleman's look promptly turned leering in a second and a vein of irritation instantly popped up on Kris's head.

"I see that you're a crazy bastard in here too." Kris deadpanned before he purposely stepped on Dellons' toe.