Hi this is Benji Himura I am starting a new fanfic. I don't own Ragnarok online I also don't own the characters of that story or the plot; taking out the changes that I will make and the characters that I will create. I own Benji Himura and others characters that will show up in the story. It might be violence and sex in the story so if you are underage of seventeen are warned the content might be too improper to your age. Read by your own will and risk. In anyway enjoy the story.

Signed: Benji Himura

"Text" Talked sentences.

'Text' Thoughts.

-Text- Sounds effects.

(Text) Talked sentences in a foreign language

: Text: Messages show in an electronic screen or written.

Text: something being recalled, flashbacks, scenes being replayed.

Text: a detail found in a location, scene, person, recording and images that originally wasn't there.

Prologue

Somewhere in the Morroc desert

A tall man with short black hair is lying under the shade of tree, he is wearing black leather boots, dark blue jean pants and a very dirty white t-shirt, on his right hand is a combat knife and under his head a backpack, his face is covered from the sun by a white bandana. After few minutes the man stands up and gathers his belongings, he ties the bandana on his head and the backpack on his back and he moves away from the three.

A Drops pass near him and the man hurriedly kills the slimy creature, he grabs the dropped items and a piece of the Drops, he forces himself to eat the slime holding back his will to throw up. He keeps walking trying to find an oasis or a city, whatever he finds first before the desert kills him.

Time pass and the man is still walking on the desert, his clothes are now torn and some places are stained with blood, there is dry blood around his lips and down his chin, the single traces of what was left of a baby desert wolf that he killed earlier on that day. The man walks staggering on the now night of the desert he walks close of a small munch of trees and falls on his knees and hits the sand face down.

Much later a small party of a female assassin and a female crusader passes thru that area and sees the man. The assassin reaches him first and sees that he is not dead; she turns him over and carefully gives him an orange potion. "How bad he is Mana?" the crusader asked to the assassin. "He is in a bad shape but he will live Shina." Mana answered. "Just one orange potion will be enough for him?" Shina asked.

"He doesn't look like being from any classes that I know so he must be a novice with odd clothes. One orange potion must be enough." Mana answered. "But I think that it will take a while for him to wake up." "Let's take him with us we can't leave him like this." Shina said. "This place will get packed with desert wolves and they will tear him apart." Mana nods and they pass the man's arms over their shoulders and move away.

Later in one inn in Morroc

The man wakes and finds himself in a bed, he tries to sit but a hand holds him down. "Don't force yourself." Mana said to him. "Even thought the potion healed you well you should rest a little more, we found you unconscious on the desert." He nods and lays his head on the pillow. "You need something?" she asked. "I could use some water." He answered in a hoarse voice.

"Hold on." She said moving to a table to get the water; she gives it to him that drinks it slowly, savoring the taste of the water. "What is your name?" Mana asked to him. "Benji." he answered. "Benji Himura." "I am Mana." She replied. "I was traveling with my friend thru the desert when we found you. How you ended there?"

"I am not sure of how, but when I woke one day I was there." Benji answered honestly, it was the truth after all. "But why I am naked?" Mana chuckles at his question. "You clothes were very, very dirty and damaged, not that we blain you but you were stinking." She said with a smile. "We washed you."

Benji blushes embarrassed. "It is okay we did because it was needed to and while it was something that we didn't see before we don't mind." Mana commented; Benji sits feeling stronger thanks to the water. "Feeling better?" Mana asked. "Much better thank you." Benji answered with a smile covering his lower body with a sheet. "Were is the restroom?" Mana chuckled and points at the direction of it.

Benji moves to it. "I will take a proper bath if you don't mind." He said. "Please do." She replied, Benji nodded and enters on it. Few minutes later Shina enters in the room holding a paper bag. "Where is him?" she asked finding the bed empty. "Bathing." Mana answered. "He woke up a little while ago, so those are the new clothes?" Shina nodded confirming.

"Well I will give it to him." Mana said with a grim, taking the bag from her friend. Mana opens the door of the bathroom. "Hey we got you some clothes." She said placing the bag on the sink. "Mind in not looking at me!" Benji exclaimed covering himself with the shower curtain.

Mana leaves chuckling, closing the door after her. "You are hopeless." Shina said to the tanned assassin. Few more minutes later Benji leaves the bathroom wearing the novice clothes pants and shirt. "These aren't my clothes." Benji said holding everything else on his arms. "As I said they were damaged beyond repair." Mana replied pointing to a table. "But we emptied the pockets and all your other belongings are there."

"Thank you for everything." Benji said to them. "I can't repay for this kindness." "Don't worry about it." Shina said with a smile. "You needed our help so we helped we don't want anything back." Mana nods agreeing. "Come on I am sure that you are hungry so finish dressing up and lets go get dinner." She added. Benji nods and finishes dressing up placing his old backpack on his new backpack.

End of the prologue:

Please read and review. And I would like to thank everyone that is reading this story. I am going to make two versions of this story, one with out explicit sex scenes and one with then; as well with sexual related omakes. The unedited version can be found in MediaMiner fanfiction page. The link is on my profile.