Disclaimer Alert: I do not own Ragnarok. It is owned my Lee Myoujin. And I don't own some names I used in this fic like Neon for the thief and Lance for the brother of Amethyst. And so forth and so on.

CHAPTER FIVE: JOURNEY TO WEST & LEGEND OF HOLY LIGHT

Neon is bored, sitting all day long as he watch the novices leveling up, wanting to be a thief, just like him. He was bored, staring at the bluish white sky. He cannot feel any thrill in just staying at Morroc.

Besides, it is hard to learn other person when you don't even know who you are. Neon is not just like the other normal guys around. He doesn't even know who his parents are. All he remembered is that he was abandoned at the care of an assassin when he was a baby. Hakuza, the assassin who taught him everything he knew, even his beliefs. He taught him to be strong and to die is with honor is better than to live with disgrace, a principle that he always believe. He taught him that Midgard could only be saved if there are lives to be sacrifice. There is no peace that can claim if there won't be any sacrifice at all. Then when he was 10 years old, Hakuza died, leaving him nothing but his assassin equipments and the lessons he taught Neon.

"I'm going to set my journey and find myself. find my true identity." He murmured as he stood up. He was determining to find himself. Hoping that in this journey, he will know himself.

"Qiara, Please keep this for me. One day, when I become an assassin, I will go back here and take this one treasure in my life." he said to his childhood friend, Qiara. Qiara is a nice girl, wanting to be an acolyte someday but her parents doesn't want her to leave Morroc.

The three of them. Jet, Qiara and him are good friends since childhood until now. Jet, his bestfriend bid farewell to him and he will be a swordsman, just like his father. Qiara, the only child of the tool dealer in Morroc wants to be an acolyte someday but her parents just want her to stay and become a wife.

"But Neon." she murmured. He doesn't know how Qiara feels toward him and Qiara doesn't know how to tell Neon that she loved him, from the beginning until now. Who would resist a good-looking guy who is persistent to achieve his goals?

"Don't worry, Qiara, I will come back." He said to her, caring as an older brother. "But Neon, it would be dangerous." she replied. "Qiara, don't worry about me. I can perfectly take care of myself." He said to him with a weak smile. A smile, which means hope. He rarely gives a smile and he only gives this to those people who he cares most.

"And one thing. I'll surely miss your cooking." He joked. "And don't worry, when you came back, I will cook you something special." She answered with a forced smile. She just smiled just to give him determination and hope.

"But I just wish that you would be an acolyte someday and help people like what you wish for." He said as he patted him on shoulder and went off.

"Someday." she murmured as tears are starting to fall from her eyes as she looked at Neon, walking at the desert, away from their homeland. Far away from her.

Neon is walking at desert, thinking where he will start his journey. He met a He met a Peco-Peco on his way. He used his stiletto and start stabbing the poor bird who was giving attacks to Neon but always missed since Neon is fast. This is no match for him! The bird was killed immediately as Neon took the items that fell from it, hoping that he could sell it for zeny.

After a long journey, he arrived at Payon, a beautiful village but too many monsters roaming around. He killed so many monsters before he arrived here. He received too much wounds all over his body but he was able to walk but only slow.

He sat on a tree, just to regain his lost strength when suddenly an old lady came to him and sat beside him.

"Take this, my child, so you can regain your strength immediately as she offered Neon some red potions. Neon didn't bring any healing products so he has to accept the old lady's offer. "Thank You." He murmured.

"You are different from the others. Let me tell you a legend that came to be true." She said slowly. Neon looked at her attentively. The old lady continued, "Do you know the legend about the holy light?"

"No." he answered. "The holy light was said to be the only savior of Midgard. No one what was it. It can be monster, an item or it can be a human. He can penetrate the evil and purify the soul of undead. It is the only one who can defeat the Dark Lord, the one who controls the monsters everywhere." She explained. "H-Holy Light." he murmured, trying to think what was it.

"Yes. Along with its guardian, it can make the Midgard peaceful once more. That's what all guilds were searching for. They were searching for the holy light." The old lady said at last.

"I've got to go. My daughter might have been looking at me everywhere." She said as she stood up. "Nice to meet a young boy, full of curiosity." She replied then walked off. At a blink of Neon's eyes, she disappeared.

To be continued…