All Hallows Eve

October 31 came, and the people were all getting ready. The day, called All Hallows Eve, was a religious holiday where the people prayed to St. Ajora to protect them from the evils of the world. In the legend, Ajora had vanquished the evil Lucavi on this very day, over twelve centuries ago. Those who prayed to him on that day, would have good luck and few monster attacks over the next few years. Many traveling priests and nobles were fervently praying, hoping to get to their next functions safely.

But for Ramza, he was already thinking of how it really could have happened. If Ajora was really one of the demons, then who had destroyed them? Nothing could be found in the Germonik Scriptures that pertained to that, unless it was something that Simon hadn't been able to translate. Which would just be his luck. Ramza was really curious as to the truth of the fight. After all, he wanted to know exactly the ancients killed Lucavi. Had they done it the same way he had, or was there a secret?


He was walking through town, trying to think, when suddenly he felt a sword at his back. The young man turned around, trying to see his attacking. There, a pair of Ninja Blades in his hands, stood Deverca, with a wicked smile on his face. Ramza felt his body go numb, the blades were enchanted to put the enemy to sleep. He began to drift off to dreamland, all while hearing Deverca's laugh.

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In a dream, Ramza saw a man who looked like him. The only difference was that the man's hair was longer, in a ponytail, and was wearing archaic clothing. Something told him that there was more than just looks to connect them, he wanted to ask exactly who the man was.

"I am your ancestor, Collin Beoulve," he stated, "I lived around the times of Ajora. The demonic Lucavi murdered the woman I loved, and I swore that I would kill them no matter what the cost. Using the power of Holy Sword Paladin, and the Mage Squire's skills, I managed to kill them one by one. Finally, the only one left was Altima, or Ajora, who surprisingly prefers male bodies, although she is a woman. But I wondered how to kill him without arising suspicion from all or his followers. Luckily, he was executed for heresy by the High Priest of Fara. I never had to deal with him, or her, whichever you want to prefer. I see that you have managed to kill that demon, good for you my boy. But her servants who were revived during that time have come back once more, and you must fight."


"Where can I find this holy sword? I want to use it in order to kill my enemies, and save those I love. Tell me, please," begged Ramza. Usually, he would be embarrassed by this little lapse in his usual calm, cool demeanor. But this time was different, he needed to know all the information.

Collin told the boy, "It is in the possession of the Lindal family, the family of my lover, Melanie Lindal. Her brother led me to it after her death. The Lindals are a famous family, always ready to fight for justice. Marion joined the battle after, ready to avenge his sister. But he let me wield the sword, he was a guardian, not a knight. The only way to find it is to have the assistance of a Lindal."

Now Ramza was confused. "How can I find a Lindal? I'm a heretic, for God's sake. Now doesn't that just sound ironic? I can't just go out and ask around for the Lindal family, they might just freak out and kill me. Who can I trust to gain the knowledge needed to find the sword."

"Most of them are dead now," lamented Collin, "The victims of the Black Plague, only a daughter survived a generation ago. She married, and had two children, one whom is already dead. And you already know the last member of the Lindal's, the daughter." An image began to appear before them. It showed Meliadoul, her sword drawn and ready to fight against a monster.


"Meliadoul! Meliadoul's mother was the last of the Lindal family?!" exclaimed Ramza. He blushed as he looked into her eyes, so full of determination. His heart had begun to beat wildly, and he wished she was there with him now. Certainly he wouldn't be lonely.

Collin stated, "I know how you really feel about her, you can't hide anything from me for long. I would advise you to tell her before something happens. After all, you never know when sickness or battle can take the life of one you hold most dear. I never was able to tell Melanie how much I care, the only thing I had was a little crush. Please, don't make my mistake, find your happiness." He began to fade, a smile crossing the youth's face. It was as if he sensed Ramza was going to win the fight.

A look of fear crossed Ramza's face. "Wait! At least tell me how to find the sword once I talk to Meliadoul! She's never mentioned a Holy Sword being in her mother's care, so does she even know where it is? I need to know how to find it, so I can defeat Lucavi!"

"Trust in your abilities and power," begged Collin, "The answer will come to you if you keep the faith. Meliadoul knows, deep in her heart. Only her power can lead you to the sword, the two of you must just be patient." Then, he disappeared completely, and the world went blurry.

* * *

Ramza woke up with a start, in a jail cell of sort. Deverca and his men were all standing around, apparently waiting for him to awaken. The Ninja walked over, a sneer on his face as he eyed his enemy. But Ramza wasn't fazed one bit, he was ready to fight back from a jail if needed be.

"So, we've finally caught you. Consider yourself lucky, Lord Vormav wants to have a word with you. Else we would kill you here and now, as long as you are awake. After all, it's more fun to see the fear in your face, and hear your screams of terror," Deverca said. He then began to laugh, insanely. All seven of his soldiers began to join in, as they stared at Ramza.

But the youth wasn't afraid, he knew that someone would come for him. None of his allies would ever desert him, they would make sure to find him no matter what the cost. If he waited, he would be rescued. It was kind of funny, though, here he was, a young knight in distress. And many of his excellent warriors who would be useful in a rescue operation were damsels.

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I really love the beautiful damsel being saved by their dashing knight. But I also like the woman who gets to kick butt in order to save the man. The former is really romantic, the latter is just so much fun to talk about. So I decided to put them together into one little story. You'll see who next chapter.