Black Haze doesn't belong to me.

Uhm… start?

Conscientiousness:

As he opened his eyes, something he was sure he wouldn't do again, he saw a man with lavender-blue eyes staring into his. The human's eyes were wet, increasingly so even as he stared at him. Looking closer he could see the man hold tightly onto something and the King wondered what the point was.

The child he held was dead and gone. Nothing more than a skeleton.

But it was also what made him decide on his next action.

Sometimes, just sometimes, he wondered what he was even doing as he walked down Opion's halls, stares and whispers directed his way as usual. Maybe he made a wrong decision all those years in the past. He heard his 'name' and turned to the woman addressing him.

Miss Ren walked up to him with a stack of papers in her arms, her expression was cheerful as always. The woman was a blessing, especially compared to the chairman. No matter how much time passed, he couldn't properly tell the man he wasn't really Rood.

He had tried once but the man didn't seem to understand or maybe he only imagined that and he did understand. Maybe he was the one guilty for having given him false hope.

Whatever it was didn't matter as he was going to keep doing as he was now. He had things to do and as a [Magician] it might just be possible.

"How are you?" The woman wondered "Are you back from your mission already?"

He nodded "Where's Master?"

"He's in the office, the three of us should eat lunch or something together sometime soon." She waved as he walked past her.

He steadily made his way towards the office and knocked on the door before he entered.

"Blow!" Kielnode stood up "I was waiting for you~"

Scratch that, the man clearly didn't understand. He laid the paper down on the desk.

Kiel picked it up with sparkles in his eyes "Oh~! You succeeded! Getting an autograph from Seren, I'm surprised. She's known for being bad-tempered and hating strangers."

"She didn't seem that way." He admitted "It must be because she was just attacked."

He decided to omit the fact that there was demon blood on that, the man didn't need to know.

"What?! Attacked?! But the lobby she works in is a safe zone, isn't it? Did she meet bandits or something?"

The King shook his head "A [Demon]. It wasn't all that strong but it still popped out in a lobby protected by the tower. Strange, isn't it?"

"...Yeah." The chairman sank back into his chair "It really is. I'm… going to need to look into this. But to think you'd get an autograph at a time like that… You're quite something." He paused for a moment "Anyways… How long are you going to stay like that [Rood]?"

He pulled his hood back and de-transformed. It was really weird as he was used to being tall and only having to look up to a few people but as Rood… He was really short.

"Hm? Rood, you've grown taller since the last time we've met."

That man...

"I fulfilled the mission." He informed "Now give me a proper one."

If he only did errands he would never achieve anything. The man smiled at him without desisting.

"Rood." He sounded too serious "After [That Day]… ordinary people as well as numerous Magician's are looking out for you. [Shic] of the Association is especially out to get you. From now on... It's going to get even more dangerous, it's different from how it's always been. I'm… worried about that."

"Are you going to give one to me or not?" He should not have to have this conversation.

"...Well..." Kiel was drawing circles on the wooden surface "There is this one big thing…"

Ren whistled beside him, amazed at the amount of people attending the auction. [Shajarn's heart] must be valuable to the humans. Then again, Magic Stones of the highest class were rare.

"You sure you'll be fine?" Ren asked "Mr. Black Magician."

"I should be." He narrowed his eyes and looked at to the side "My goal is different from them…"

This mission wasn't nearly as interesting as Kiel made it out to be. Not at all.

The last item before the stone was sold and the Auctioneer announced the next item, the Magic Stone nearly everyone was waiting for.

Ren's expression turned serious as she looked at the stone "...So? Have you found your target?"

He nodded his head "I see him."

He transformed into [Blow] behind one of the many curtains of the Auction House and went back to Ren's side. A commotion had started down below while he had changed.

The fools must have thought the stone was going to be unprotected but who would leave their items unguarded, especially high class ones like that? Van crushed the wrist of the first of the two fools.

He looked around, if that man was here, Shicmuon might not be far. It would just be his luck should that man also be there. The Magician made quick work of the two intruders before warning the audience to not try and touch the stone.

Too bad for him a certain red head didn't share his sentiments. He was really there.

"Oy, Blackie!" Shicmuon meant him, right? "This must be your target, too, right? If you want it- come out and get it! If you don't…" He smirked "This. I'll eat this."

Do it. Just eat it already. The stone was of no use to the King either way and it certainly wasn't part of his mission either.

"Blow! This... Thing's just got more complicated. Seeing that, it won't turn out well if he sees you." Ren worried "Wouldn't it be better to step down?"

"No." The other wasn't much of a threat, only a major annoyance.

But for some reason he was reminded of his late friend, he wondered why. Neither their looks nor their personality matched.

"What? Why aren't you coming out? You shouldn't be scared… so are you trying to play hide and seek?"

Why was he even so sure he was present?

"Shic!" Van yelled "You idiot! Stop what you're doing and get down here!"

"...Old man, you can go home. You're in the way. Noisy, too." Shicmuon replied, not looking at the older.

"Hey!" Van screamed "Do you want me to fucking kill you?! Really you…!"

An awakened Magician interrupted the Association Magician's and he took that chance to start with his mission. The target has long since been found.

This mission would be easy.

As he neared Cloak, he looked at his shawl. It was a good way to hide a Magic Stone of all things, the thick material blocked the shine of the Mana and it couldn't be seen.

He thought for a moment, wouldn't it be even more humiliating if he 'accidently' revealed the stone and made a fool out of the other? Deciding it must be better than pulling the man's pants down, he lifted the shawl, Shajarn's heart dropping to the ground and rolling a few feet to the side.

"The Magic Stone...!" Someone in the crowd yelled "It's Shajarn's heart!"

"You little!" Cloak turned his head to him "How did you notice?!" He pushed the women at his side away and faced him before picking the stone back up "Damn it! I almost got away with it! Well... since it's in my hands now, I won't let go of it so easily… My name is [Cloak], [Awaken]!" Purple Mana swirled around him "If you get in my way, I'll kill all of you! Starting with… you!"

Mana was sent his way and he blocked it but his hood fell back from the shockwaves it created.

"It's the Black Magician!" One man yelled.

At the information, the nearby Magician's stared at him in awe or curiosity. Cloak stumbled back, stone still in his hand.

"Magician Cloak…" He called and the man flinched.

"I won't… hand over the Magic Stone!" He used his magic again.

"That's not it..." The King started but was interrupted by Shicmuon aiming a sword at his head.

This is really hard to write… The King kind of seems like a silent person so it's really funny to decide where he talks and where not... or if he says something at all^^

Next chapter should be longer, I just didn't want to make the first too long or too short so I settled for this length.

I had something else to say but I forgot, sorry.

Please note that my first language isn't English so if I spelt something wrong or made a grammar mistake please don't hate me for it. I try to fix them every time I see them.

Until next time~