Chapter Four: Headon's Floor - Part Three (1F)
Narrator: Black March
There was a lot of noise going on around me. It'd been a while since I'd been a good fight and maybe I might see some fun. Of course, there was no way I'd go all out for that bitch the King gave me to. So arrogant. Like I could be given away like a normal needle. I did the human equivalent of lazily opening an eye. You humans always need things put in perspective for you.
Anyways, I did the equivalent of lazily opening an eye and was disappointed. Really disappointed. For one thing, it wasn't dangerous, or fantastic, or anything. Basically it was boring. I did the equivalent of going back to sleep. The dense shinsoo in the area must've jerked me awake. Also, the taste of Steel Eel blood made me get my hopes up, but as I said: it was pretty boring. What was that stupid princess doing, lending me to some random person. How dare she. But then again, it wasn't like I enjoyed being used by some girl. A pretty plain one at that. She couldn't compare to me of course, but then again, very few could. I felt my user pounding on my hilt. What? The user was too weak to even break a ball? What kind of person was he? But I felt a Guardian's power at work here. I felt my point in contact with something that was hardened by the Guardian itself. Nothing I couldn't burst, of course, but I really couldn't be bothered to actually try.
"Black March! Ignite!"
What? What the hell was he thinking? I sighed. Whenever someone ordered me to Ignite he was brought into contact with me. Of course, just because he could talk to me didn't mean that I had to help him. I saw him and was shocked. My user wasn't some arrogant, strong ranker who won me in a bar bet with that idiot princess.
It was a young boy, with wavy black hair that contrasted his pale skin. Even though his skin was pale, almost like he'd been living in a cave his whole life, his eyes were a brilliant amber that shone through his dark hair and pale skin. These eyes were full of hope and determination. They were like stars of hope that shone through the plain white day and the constant, boring night. I tried to stay cynical. It was possible that this kid was as selfish as the rest. "You want to go up that badly?" I asked him.
He looked up. "Bl-Black March?" He stammered.
"Precious riches?" I continued, "Beautiful women, a fruit bearing magical taste, or even sweeter glory?" I went on as the boy stared up at me. " Which of these are your reason to climb."
The boy looked down and smiled. Looking back up at me, he said "Rachel."
Hmm, this was interesting. I hoped he wasn't one of those virulent ones that could think only of skirts and what was under them. "What's that?" I asked. "The name of a precious treasure, or maybe the name of the most beautiful woman in the tower?"
The boy shook his head, his hair flowing like a wave with it. "No, Rachel is the name of my friend." He said. "She's doesn't sparkle like a jewel, and she's not beautiful." He went on earnestly. "She's tomboyish, pulls jokes on me, and sometimes even lies." He smiled again in reminiscence. His innocence was just so endearing, and his eyes felt like beacons of youth in this huge tower. "If I could just find her again" He continued. "I don't care about climbing the tower."
This kind of innocence would be stamped out sooner or later, so I supposed it wasn't wrong to just help him preserve it just a little. "A rather trifle man." I smiled "But I don't mind such men, and most important of all" I said as I caressed his smooth and unmarred cheek "Your face is just my type." That was true. Definitely true. "Alright, I'll help you just this once."
I fully released my power into the blade and the point, digging into the Guardian's power. I could feel it start to give as white light began to pour out. I saw that idiot princess staring at me, and I hugged the boy. I imagined putting his pure, white face to mine and smiled at the thought, as well as the outrage on that princess's face.
It was then that I started detecting something else underneath the strength. I looked into it as I bored deeper and deeper and found that it was a teleportation to another floor. I smiled. Maybe I'd get to spend more time with this boy. I hoped so. And I got my wish. I broke through, and the ball emitted out tendrils or darkness that swallowed the two of us. I retreated back into my shell and sighed in satisfaction as the boy lay unconscious on the next floor. Lending me to this boy was one of the smartest things that princess did ever since she got me.
