Darkness…
That was all he saw, he moved around in what seemed like an infinite expanse, finally he saw some light, he ran, no floated, to the point, he reached out and touched it, a flash of light blinded him, then he was in Prontera field,
He could see a bloody mess below, and a head, his head…
"What?" he wanted to shout, but only his lips moved no noise came out; he moved his hand… what hand? He had no hand!
"To put it simply, you are dead." Someone said from behind him,
He turned around and came face to face with a bright light, "Who are you?"
"You humans know me as Shingen."
"I… I'm dead?"
"Yes."
"How can that be?" Idun's spirit said confused,
"I have yet to know how." Shingen admitted,
"How can that be?"
"This… it is beyond my control."
"Is there anything that you can do?"
"You are not to die yet, but to return you as your former self, that I can't do, for chaos will ensure, however, I can bring you back…"
"Please do so!"
"Unfortunately, I can only do so until you defeat the thing that killed you…"
"Vengeance will be mine…"
"Also, you can not reveal to anyone who you are, that too will create problems. Can you promise me this?"
"…yes… I can…"
"From this forward, you are no longer Idun, but instead Fubar. And you are no longer a knight, but instead an assassin."
"Agreed."
A bright green light wrapped itself around Fubar as a skeleton appeared in front of him, organs and muscle appeared onto it, then flesh and skin, finally bright red hair appeared and assassin armor was put onto the body, there was a sound of wind blowing against him, then all was dark…
"So your name is actually Blinded? And you're blind? That's pretty funny." Merciless laughed,
"Well yeah, I guess it is…" Blinded smiled,
Blinded had recovered from his fall completely and was now sitting in the shelter of a small tent with a magical light and heat source in the center that was incapable of burning, it was night and neither wanted to trek back to Prontera with the monsters around, an aura surrounded the tent prevented monsters from attacking,
"Thanks again for saving me."
"It's nothing, if there are woman in distress, I will arrive and save them! Deus Ex Machina! 1 and nothing will stand in my way!"
"Except giant rocks?"
"Doh… yeah…"
"May I ask you a question?"
"Go ahead, ask me anything!"
"Well, if you're blind, how on earth did you get out here?"
"Well, if I really need to, I can concentrate my spiritual energy to reveal a small area around me; I find it draining, so I don't like to do it!"
"You're being silly, isn't getting a little tired not a bad trade for the chance to see?"
"Being blind isn't that bad."
"Well… I think…" Merciless began before suddenly hearing footsteps,
"Is there anyone in there?" a voice shouted,
Merciless opened the tent flap; a figure was standing in the shadows, "Can you spare me some food?"
"Walk into the where I can see you!" Merciless shouted back,
The figure hesitated for a little while, and then he walked forward, it was an assassin, he didn't look like he was in the best of conditions, his hair was all messed up and full of dirt, like he had taken a fall, but he didn't look hurt,
"Now can I have some food?" he said hungrily,
"Yeah sure," Merciless gave him some food, "if you want, you can rest here for the night."
"No… I have work to do." The assassin nodded and left, leaving Merciless and Blinded alone for the night,
"Strange guy…" Merciless said dozing off,
"I've seen stranger…"
"Maybe someone at this drinking establishment will know the girl?" Mita suggested,
"I don't think I'll be going in." Shingen said stiffly,
"Fine, I'll go then."
Mita went in and sat down next to a priest,
"Do you know of any odd archer girls?" Mita asked,
"I don't know of any hot archer girls hic but you're a cute one…" he laughed, drunk,
"…sir, please get your hand off my crotch…"