A/N: Good day, ladies and gents. This is my first work on this site, I hope you all enjoy it.

Also, the shortage of Asin fics on this site is quite depressing.

Though the fics that ARE on this site are simply wonderful (Many thanks, He-Jay).

Anyways, all manners of criticism are welcome, though I do wish those criticisms won't be too harsh.

EDIT: So sorry about the probably confusing chapter title from before. Instead of PROLOGUE I had named this chapter EPILOGUE.

Disclaimer: I do not own Grand Chase, the company KoG does.

CHAPTER 0 – PROLOGUE

It was an hour or so after dawn, the sun had only risen halfway through the horizon. Asin scanned his surroundings, to his immediate left was a vast and empty field, filled with different kinds of flowers and shrubbery. To his right were trees that easily towered over him, probably about thrice his height.

Asin smirked, thinking about hopping from tree to tree before he reached his destination. His smile had left his face only a few moments after it had appeared, as much as training his stamina in the early morning sounded amusing, he was tired.

His features showed no such thing though, he had learned to always keep a poker face. But judging from his groggy footsteps, the fatigue had finally caught up to his body. He sighed, just a few more meters and he would have already reached his destination.

He hummed a silent tune, akin to that of rain drops making small splashing sounds on leaves. The humming had proved to keep him preoccupied, he had finally reached his destination.

Serdin Castle.

The current abode of the Chase, were all of them are gathered whenever they are not out on the open field, beating monsters to bloody pulps or doing insignificant errands.

And Asin had just come back from one such errand.

The Knight Master had insisted that he scout the perimeters of the continent of Archimedia, before the Chase would even set foot in there. He was quick, but the monsters there were not pushovers. Thus he returned in full health but with stamina running low. The Knight Master had accepted him into the Chase, but that does not mean she did not deem him as a spy.

Asin chuckled at the notion, the only spying that he would do was on Jin's beloved, Amy, just to irk the fiery haired Fighter.

He did not like Jin.

Nope, not one bit.

He despised him at best, held a grudge against the young Fighter.

His mentor, Asin Tairin, used to tell stories of the "boy prodigy" and how he would impress both Asin and that other man. Vector was it? Well, he could care less about a man that he only knew from stories.

Though, that would have been the same case with Jin. Jin was different, Asin thought. His master would always seem so happy whenever he talked about him. About his intelligence, his strength.

His power.

Power, Asin chuckled at the word. Before he met his mentor he was just an outcast, a child that was forced to take refuge in the forest.

His master had changed everything, he had given him the means to protect himself. To trample on those who would scoff and ridicule him. He would only deem himself mighty after he has thoroughly defeated Jin.

But judging from the fact that he can't turn Jin into a mess the same color as his hair with the Chase present, he will have to wait. He well knows that he can defeat Jin, the problem are the others. Jin's allies, which he calls them his "friends".

If he were to turn Jin into a bloody pulp, the Chase would automatically do the same to him. Probably even tenfold. The elf woman and the half-demon were surprisingly quick. He had tried to beat the white haired Thief once. It did not quite end in what he had in mind.

He had challenged the Thief to a race, a race through the forest. The first to get to the clearing on the other side of the forest then back to the castle doors was the winner. Asin was arrogant, but he did not hold back. He had miscalculated, the forest was much more harder to maneuver through than he had initially thought.

They had both reached the castle doors at the same time. The only difference was that when he had finished, he was panting, almost keeling over from exhaustion. The Thief however, just wiped his brow and looked over to him, wordlessly asking him if he wanted to have another go. He had smiled and shook his head. Well, the past is the past. He will surely have to keep his arrogance in check.

He was shook away from his thoughts when he had heard a loud crash. Then another one, then another one.

He had looked immediately to his right where the sea of trees lay. He was certain that the noise came from there. He sighed, thinking that he would have to investigate first before getting any rest.

He dropped his satchel on the tree nearest to the entrance of the castle, and made a dash inside the forest. He had suddenly stopped in his tracks and panted for a bit, he forgot that the fatigue had settled in, he had deemed to walk instead.

It was about a few minutes before he saw a clearing. A clearing that he was quite sure that is not suppose to be there. In the middle of the clearing stood a figure cloaked in a purple aura. And a very familiar looking blue hand. It was the Asmodian, Dio, if he recalled correctly.

When he had first joined the Chase, he was cheerily greeted by the Violet girl, Arme was her name. Probably. Then the elven boy followed suit, then the blue haired Knight, and everyone else greeted him in their own way.

Asin suppresed a chuckle, the thought of seeing that elven boy's face when he sees this.

Anyways, back to the formalities of the past, Jin had offered his hand for Asin to shake, he had given Jin a wicked grin and shook the other's hand firmly. Thankfully, no one had noticed, because Jin had his eyes closed and the others were busy doing their own things. Except, that is, for the Asmodian that stood near the corner.

Dio's features turned from a deep scowl into a questioning brow.

He was scrutinizing him, Asin could tell. But the Asmodian simply turned his head away and left. Asin had deemed Dio a threat, but from his newly found Demonic powers, he would need to train more before he can defeat him.

Now back to the present, where Asin stepped into the clearing and Dio's figure suddenly stopped in his tree slaughter. The Asmodian looked over his shoulder and gave an audible "Hmp" before cutting more trees. Asin deemed the demon to be training, so he just gave a "Hmm" of acknowledgement before taking his leave.

He had trudged through the forest, feeling the fatigue spread throughout his body. He gave a small laugh, thinking that he might just collapse in the castle lobby.

He picked up his satchel from the tree and pushed the large double doors, then he immediately found the immortal splayed on the floor, hugging his Gladius.

The Highlander had habits of sleeping anywhere, and anywhere is practically an understatement.

His entrance made the immortal stir in his sleep, making Sieghart clutch his Gladius into his chest and proceeded to suck his right thumb.

Asin looked around and saw no one else out and about. The castle lobby was huge, well, the castle is huge so that should be obvious. Two large doors and a large stair case were in his immediate vicinity. The large door on the left leaded to a hallway, this hallway only had a roof and had stone railing on each side.

If you were to walk through this hallway, you would see the Chase's training grounds. It doesn't matter if it was left or right, looking at either way you would see and open field filled with dummies. Though there is a large depression in the middle of the grounds if you look at the left.

The four demons had decided to spar, long story short, it was a stalemate. And the poor training field was the only casualty. The depression had already healed quite a bit. It actually looked more like a crater before. Anyways, once you head to the end of this hallway, you will be presented with the Chase's mess hall.

It was large, quite bigger than the lobby. To your left you would see various cooking utensils. Pots, pans, spoons and the like. Then to your right you would see crates, crates which are filled to the brim with ingredients and spices.

The rest of the room is occupied by a long table, it is accompanied by twenty seats. To the far end of the room is a large door which leads to the training field.

Asin was taken out of his thoughts when he heard the Highlander snore loudly. He shook his head to get rid of any other lingering thoughts.

The only though that he needed right now was to get some rest.

A/N: And that concludes our prologue! This story shall progress further, I assure all of you (that is, if you guys would like more).

I wanted to make this light-hearted as possible, but Asin's fatigue induced thinking has made it sound a tad bit serious.

Worry not, I shall try (try) to add more comedy to this!

Good day and cheerio.