Two days after the events of chapter one, King Ravik's castle, throne room, No pov

King Ravik Alphonse Von Ziegler Zerbst was not happy.

It had been 2 days since he ordered His court sorcerer, Brimir, to investigate the source of the ever growing

pulling on His soul.

The sorcerer had not brought news of any progress yet, and the pull was growing stronger, He was being

called out to.

Somewhere out there, there was a being with enough power to summon His already bound soul,

wich should have been impossible.

Once a spirit of His realm was bound to an armor, they would be bound until it's destruction.

Lately, He began having visions of another world, one teeming with magic.

He saw plains of grass, far stretching desert lands, a lush forest with tall trees, and...

Humans...

Humans, wretched creatures, so frail yet always fighting, if not among each other, they would fight anything that was strange,

anything that was an unknown to them was immediatly percieved as a threat, to be destroyed.

He would know, He fought humans, first with them, then against them.

And then he destroyed them.

The humans in this realm were all but extinct yes, but a few still roam around in cattles in places no one would look for them.

The fact that humans existed in the realm he was being pulled to was... troubling, to say the least.

Perhaps he was reaching the end of his life, and his own personal hell awaited him, far from the familiar gentle cold of Khalingar...

King Ravik was pulled from his thoughts when the doors of the throne room swung open to reveal a lone armour spirit,

this one was female, a simple leather hood sat on her head, under it, a helmet with no visible eye holes.

Het leather cuirass had a metal breastplate attached to it, a darker shade of leather covered her biceps, with simple metal

bracers decorating the rest of her arms.

Her legs were covered with the same dark leather that decorated her arms, as for boots, she wore a lighter shade of leather boots

that reached halfway up her thighs, with round metal kneeguards and metal toes, two slightly curved serrated swords hung from her hips.

This was annabelle, commander of the human hunters.

"Annabelle." King Ravik began, his voice just as impressive as it always was despite his condition.

"My lord, news of your... situation has reached my ears, i wish to help in any way that i can"

Annabelle said, her voice was youthful and it seemed to gently flow into your ears, as

Opposed to king ravik's voice, wich would shake one to the very core.

"Visit my court sorcerer in his grand library, and tell him to bring a report of his findings, wether they be good or bad.

Then, ready your hunters, i may have need of them in the near future."

Annabelle took a deep bow, then left as quickly as she had arrived.

Half an hour later, King Ravik's castle, grand library, brimir pov

My nerves have never been this tense before, two days have passed since King Ravik gave the order

to investigate the force that's tearing at his soul, yet i have achieved nothing, and i know his condition is worsening.

If i don't find out where this force is coming from, we may lose our king, and without an heir to the throne, we may lose our

kingdom as well.

Yet i can't find anything, i can't see where this force is taking our beloved king.

My only hope of knowing anything at all is if i let my king be taken, then track him across the fabric of reality, but that is a gamble.

A gamble with wich we may lose our king.

I don't want to do that, it's too-

I was brought out of my worried thoughts as the door to my sacred library was kicked open, revealing annabelle.

She told me something but i was too lost in the great curves of her armor to actually understand it.

I notice i have been staring, annabelle noticed too.

I was brought out of my musings as she speaks "you done admiring?"

"Y-yes, annabelle, sorry for that. What are you here for anyway?"

I ask as i feel my helmet heat up ever so slightly.

"Our glorious monarch, King Ravik, asked for a report on your findings, good and bad."

She speaks in that heavenly voice of hers.

"Will do, i'll deliver it shortly was there anything else i could help you with?"

I ask in vain hope

"No, that was all"

Was all she said as she left as quickly as she arrived.

Half an hour later, King Ravik's castle, throne room, no pov

King Ravik felt the pull on His soul getting stronger, ever so slowly.

By no, He was certain that it was not just his soul that was being tugged on, but His whole being, armor and all.

"So i will not be in completely unfamiliar territory, small mercies."

He said quietly to himself, as quiet as He could be with a voice like that, at least.

The giant door to his throne room was slowly opened to reveal brimir, His court sorcerer.

"My king, i've come to notify you of my findings, as you ordered."

He spoke with poorly hidden nervosity.

"Tarry no longer then, speak!"

The king ordered

"Y-yes my king, i cannot trace the force that is siphoning your soul, but i have an idea on how i can discove-"

The magician said panickingly as he was interrupted.

"I know where it leads to, a world rich in natural seasons, magic... and humans"

Said the king with a grave tone in His voice.

This shocked the sorcerer.

"Humans? I didn't know they existed anywhere else!"

"They shouldn't, i have an idea with wich we may finish our work concerning the humans, an idea with wich i need your help."

king Ravik said

"How may i be of service, King Ravik?"

The court sorcerer asked

"We will await the day when the pull grows strong enough to take me to the other world, when that time comes, you will track me, you will open a dimensional gate, through wich my armies may finally render humankind extinct!"

King Ravik said, gaining a look of wonder, and concern.

The court sorcerer was about to object, the risks were too great, but he was beaten to the punch

"My lord, i must object! The risks of this plan are too great ignore!"

Annabelle spoke, after she came in unannounced.

"Ahh, annabelle, i see you still haven't mastered the art of knocking."

King Ravik said with an undertone of humor

Annabelle looked ever so slightly offended

"My lord, you jest, yet the matter is grave, you would leave Khalingar leaderless in your absence, not to mention you may not return."

She spoke with a hint of concern, to wich King Ravik replied

"But i shall not leave my grand city without a leader, for you will be queen regent until my eventual return"

He said, shocking the commander of the human hunters

"B-but, my lord, i cannot accept this great honour, to lead khalingar."

The commander said while stuttering

"You can, and you will, this is my word as king of khalingar, that you will lead this glorious city in my absence."

King Varik spoke as He stoop up straight for the first time in quite a while, He stood a solid eight feet tall, adding

even more to His already impressive and intimidating aura.

"Y-yes, my king, i will lead this city until the day of your return"

To this, King Varik sat down again, and dismissed the two armour spirits, leaving Him to His thoughts.