Ramses's View
My name is Ramses Seth. I am the loyal servant of Armakan Amun-Ra, and I was sent on a mission to find the alien Metal Vessel user. By going in the dungeon, I could find him through his possible lust for more power leading him to me. Here I am with an Imuchakk huntress, Amihiha. This 10 year old is as tall as me and has proven to be a suitable partner, and possible Household. Through both of our strengths and compliance, we managed to go over many obstacles. From floating platforms, hordes of harpies, puzzles involving utilization of the wind, more winged beasts, and many deadly traps.
Now, here we are, facing a giant wolf, 2x the size of Amihiha, on a floating dome in the middle of the "sky". The wolf was dressed in a coat of jet black fur. His red eyes radiates like the many giant cats in Heliohapt during the night. His fangs seemed metallic, and shone like metal daggers. His claws were jagged and it seemed like his claws were made of the swords of Heliohapt. Both of these deadly blades were soaked in the blood of many challengers? Could it be that this dungeon was not summoned, but moved?
"Graaargh!" the wolf snarled.
An owl that was slightly smaller than the wolf descended from the skies, with a large double-edged sword gripped by its talons. The owl dropped down the sword on top of the wolf. The wolf quickly raised his head and gnawed on the handle of the sword. The owl dove toward me and before I could react, it grabbed me with its talons.
"Ramses!" Amihiha shouted.
I struggled to release myself from the owl's grip. The talons were powerful, and I could barely budge. I may be strong, but I'm not as strong as an Imuchakkan or a Fanalis. I felt really cold, especially due to how fast this owl is going. Why is he taking me to high up?
Amihiha's View
"Ramses!" I shouted as the bird took him high into the sky.
A snarl was heard from behind me. That wolf with the sword stared at me with hatred through those red eyes. The only way to move on was to fight this beast. I've hunted many beasts land and sea, so I guess this won't be a problem. I lugged my coral sword on my shoulder and charged at the giant wolf.
"Aaaaah!"
The beast turned his neck to the right and threw a powerful swing with the sword. I quickly blocked the sword using my coral sword. My sword is extremely durable, because it's a special coral that's found deep in the sea. Rametoto said that the more you dive deeper in the water, the pressure increases. Luckily for us Imuchakkans, we can dive into the bottom of an ocean floor more easier than normal humans, and the coral I found was in a deep ocean floor. I nearly died getting it, but luckily for me, Grandpa saved me. My sword is unlike most Imuchakk swords. Instead of having blunt ends on each hooks, the hooks had sharp thorns that pointed outward, resembling a thorny plant.
"Rrrrrrr!" Both of us struggled to keep our weapons held firm.
The wolf withdrew his blade quickly, but turned his sword. The unexpected swing's speed was fast, and I couldn't react in time. The flat part of the sword whacked my body, knocking me to his left side. I was hit by giant creatures before, and through multiple encounters, I could hold my ground from a strong blunt swing like that. The clashes of the blades continued to go on. The wolf's technique is like royal swordplay. I only used my weapon just to smash and kill my prey, but was a technique really necessary? In hunts, or battles, you don't know how they'll fight. Strength and power only mattered in our fights. This wolf was also strong, as well as disciplined in swordplay. His sword swings were quicker despite the weight of his blade, and all I could do was deflect those swings. My arms were getting tired throughout this war of stamina and I don't know if I can find an opening through the speed of his attacks. The wolf quickly shoved me with the handle of his blade, pushing me back. My bare feet scraped the ground beneath me, slowing down my knock back. Exhausted, I dropped on my knees, holding on my sword to keep me up. I can't beat this wolf. It's like he has 300 years of swordplay training and throughout those years, he kept on strengthening his strikes. Are dungeons really this cruel? He's no beast.
Flashback
"Waah!" I wept.
I was only 4 years old, and a giant killer walrus weakened me near my village. The killer walrus was extremely big, nearly as large as my grandpa. He had black skin with white spots above his eyes and four fangs that resembled sharp swords. I tried beating it on my own with my bare fists, but the walrus overpowered me. I kept on crying as the killer walrus slowly approached me.
"Gurrya!"
My grandpa quickly entered the scene, punching the walrus with his gigantic fists. The walrus slid on the ice, but continued to hop toward its new opponent. Gramps was holding my weapon I left at home. It was too small for him, and it could barely cut. He raised my sword over his head, holding it only with two fingers and a thumb.
*shing*
The arctic animal was sliced in half by grandpa, just by using my blunt sword. What was weird was that the sword was glowing yellow. How does he do it? Grandpa walked toward me and handed me my sword. My weeping was instantly shifted into a relieved and happy face.
"That was cool right?" my grandpa said with a smile. His weird eye didn't make him scary, it made him look brave and cool.
"Yeah! How did you slice the killer walrus down with my blunt sword?"
He stifled a short laugh and held my touched my blunt sword with his finger. The sword started glowing yellow.
"It's called Magoi Manipulation, a technique I was taught by my old friend, Sin."
"Wow I want to learn more about it!"
I remembered I learned how to use Magoi Manipulation. Gramps said I shouldn't use it alot due to my low Magoi capacity. I'm not so good with it because I only know how to entrust my Magoi into my weapon. I shouldn't have forgotten it from the start of this fight. I held my sword with both hands and focused my Magoi into my sword.
"I will kill you!" I shouted angrily, with my sword engulfed in my Magoi. My will to survive was entrusted into my sword. I shall use it to slice down my opponent.
My opponent reeled back his sword and swung his sword at me with powerful force. I swung my coral sword toward his blade with all I got. Both weapons clashed. My eyes were surprised from what this wolf could do. My sword couldn't budge through his sword. His sword... was coated in Magoi.
Ramses's View
The owl dropped me in a floating platform, separate from the battlefield Ami and the wolf are. The owl hovered a few meters above the ground and stared at me with those restless eyes. I brandished my sword from my scabbard and prepared for battle. I don't know if this is a test to see if I can fight by myself, or just a plot to make their job easier.
"Go!"
The owl glided toward me, wings spread out. The wingspan was large enough to cover a great amount of our battlefield. I quickly leapt over the giant bird, dodging the attack. It flew up into the sky and did a loop. It started to circle around up high, leaving me to wonder about its next move. He suddenly disappeared.
"Hoot!"
I looked to my right and saw the owl flying toward me at high speed. I rolled forward, dodging its gliding attack quickly. The owl appeared to my left, but on its feet. It swung at me with its wings. I jumped high to avoid the wing attack and hitched on to its back. My arms were long enough to strangle the owl's neck. The owl was strong enough to carry me and ascended into the air. I lunged my blade onto the back of the bird. The owl responded with a pained screech, shooting out a cyclone of his open beak? I kneed the bird in the back harshly, effectively winding it temporarily. The bird started to drop down, and I held on for my life by holding on to my sword that is still lodged in his back. I pulled out my sword from its back, but it was already too late. The bird recovered from his temporary paralysis and grabbed me with its talons. It did a barrel roll until I was the one on the bottom. He fired a powerful cyclone at me. The wind pushed me down with tremendous force. I started to shiver from the wind I was receiving through the falling speed. I could only look up as the giant owl was diving toward me. I slowly closed my eyes. It was over. After a few seconds of darkness, my eyes shot open from realization. I had another trick up my sleeve. My sword began to glow a yellow aura. I refuse to be defeated by this bird. Armakan wouldn't give up so easily like this. If he did, I wouldn't have been alive. I have to not give up. Giving up in a situation like this means death. During our trials in this dungeon, I've come to value Amihiha, my unexpected comrade as a true friend. Not someone you just hang out with because they entertain you, but because they accept you the way you are and are willing to protect them. Amihiha would take the initiative to show me a path.
Moments prior to the current events
Once again, they encountered a mob of monsters. This time, there were packs of wolves. I got into fighting position, but a hand touched my shoulder. It was Ami's hand and she had a smile on her face. Even if I was exhausted from the last trial, I still had to fight.
"I can handle this myself," she said confidently.
"But I still have to fight, I don't want to be a burden to you," I replied coldly.
"You need some rest, I want to protect you not only because you're at a dire state, but I want to show you how much I care about you," I nodded to what she said.
"You're my friend, Ramses, please believe in me. Believe I can protect you when you need protecting,"
She faced the packs head on and rose out as victorious. I shouldn't worry too much about Amihiha. I had to believe in her will to help me no matter what.
Amihiha really is a true friend.
"Raaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!" I cried as the bird came closer. I put my sword over my head and prepared to clash with this demon bird.
Amihiha's View
Why can't I defeat him? My mouth started to drool out blood after my usage of Magoi Manipulation. I still haven't mastered it completely, and just one attack with it can leave me in a desperate situation. I was on one knee, holding onto my sword to keep me up.
There's someone in my mind. Someone I wanted to protect. Ramses. Ever since that pack of wolves attacked us, I took all of them on, hoping to protect my friend. That was good, but what's holding me back. Maybe I'm worried about Ramses. He may be weaker than me, but he's strong on his own. He's smart, tactical, and very calm. Why do I doubt him? I'm worried for him, but I also have to acknowledge his maturity. I can't always fight all his battles. He's a strong man too, and I can't always protect him. I remember what he said.
"You don't always have to protect me because you're stronger. If I believe in you, then can you believe in me?"
"No matter how much you strike against me..." I stood up slowly. The wolf snarled, gripping its sword tightly with its dagger fangs.
"No matter how much swordplay you know," I rested my sword on my shoulder, "Or Magoi Manipulation you're capable of,"
"I have to fight because..."
Ramses's View
"... I believe in Amihiha, and she believes in me!"
When it was close to me, I brutally dismembered the wing of the owl with a clean sword swing. I had a face of calm anger: my eyes were glaring, yet my mouth was closed. The blood spewing out from his wings painted my body with red. The bird crashed into the platform beneath me. It looked small from here, but it got bigger as I fell down. Dammit, I should have thought about how to land safely. The only possible savior was someone I've ventured with recently.
"Amihiha!" I shouted loudly.
I continued to fall down. I continued to shiver from the winds. I feel like I could freeze to death before my corpse explodes into the earth.
"Hey!" that girly voice.
"Huh?"
I was instantly caught in someone's arms. I looked to the face of my savior. The cute childish face on a teenage body. I know who that face belongs to. I smiled warmly at my savior.
"Amihiha," I said softly.
"Ramses," she had some tears on her eyes.
She landed on the ground safely. The blue haired girl didn't feel pain from that impact, shown through her continued smile. I hopped off of her and landed on the ground. I turned to her and looked at her eyes. She stared at me with gentle eyes too. I started to feel warm just from looking at her. I quickly embraced her, much to her surprise. She softly returned the hug. She may be toned, but she still has some natural feminine softness. My cold body wasn't a big obstacle to Amihiha thanks to her adaptation to an extremely cold environment.
"Thank you, Ami," I said gratefully.
"No, thank you," she replied.
We were both worn and tired. We weren't in any condition to battle. I looked in front of me and saw the giant wolf laying on the floor, dead from his own sword lodged into his back. I'm proud of her, and she might feel the same.
"Thank me?"
"Thank you for always believing in me," she said with her tears increasing.
"Why shouldn't I? We're friends right?" I said with a calm smile. She giggled shortly, but became silent afterward.
"The battle was hard, because I was always worried about you. I thought because I wanted to protect you, I thought you always needed protecting,"
"But I'm-"
"I know you're strong. You're also smart, deceptive, and have good judgement, it was because of this thought that made me have the will to fight again,"
"Before, I was skeptical about our friendship, but your devotion to me proves that you're a true friend of mine,"
We both showered each other in our tears of joy. We were glad that both of us were alright. These moments remind us about what true friendship is.
"Hoot! Hoot!"
"Awoooo!"
Both of us released our embraces and both of us saw the wolf and owl still alive. The owl and wolf stampeded toward us with all they have. Both of us gripped our weapons tightly. This may be our last stand. I still have enough Magoi to fight. I'll use all of it for the sake of protecting my friend, something she'd also do for me.
"I will use the last of my power to kill you!" I shouted at the wolf.
"Raaagh!" Amihiha shouted as she charged toward them, despite her dire state.
"Flash Infigar!" another female voice called out.
Two beams of light from out of nowhere engulfed the wolf, halting the Imuchakk huntress's siege. What remained was a dead wolf, burnt by the extreme radiance of the light beam. Both of us were wide eyed from the devastating power. The owl stampeded over the weak wolf's body, and continued to charge at both of us, like a desert cat running to its prey. This time, I charged toward it recklessly.
"Kahraba Saiqa!"
A black lightning bolt killed the bird, forcing me to stop my reckless charge. I looked closely. The dead giant bird was engulfed in smoke, but I don't think an actual thunderbolt struck it down, but someone who dived in, covered in that black electricity.
A man stood over the dead owl around my height stood on top of the dead bird victoriously. The heat of the electrified bird emanated smoke, obscuring the identity of our savior. I think his back was facing us, as he turned his head to the right, looking at both of us. The smoke cleared, revealing a man around my height with a black tunic and a white robe. He wore peculiar leggings and footwear. He held two otherworldly swords, with his arms being covered in snake-like scales. His messy hair was held back by bandages. His eyes shone with a bright green, giving him the feeling of an irregular human.
"That's a pretty neat Djinn Weapon," the lady magician complimented
A lady hovered down beside him, riding on a staff that seemed to have Heliohapt origins. She wore a white toga with short leggings underneath. She also wore a black sleeveless shirt underneath the top part of her robe. She had a curvy body and beautiful blonde hair with blue eyes partially hidden behind her blonde locks.
"You've gotta admit, black lightning is pretty badass,"
Both of them looked at us with confident smiles. The wind blew on the man's loose bandage and garb, and the women's hair, giving them a heroic aura, despite the dark power that man with the Metal Vessel utilizes.
"This man... this women..."Ami commented.
"are not of this world," I was still wide-eyed from their display of power.
Amihiha looked at the young man.
"You are..." Amihiha said, "the alien King Vessel,"
He chuckled at Amihiha's comment casually. This man seems suspicious.
"So what if I am?"
Franklin's View
Huh? So two people are already here. As much as I want the Djinn, these people don't look that greedy. Mister messy hair seems calm, strong, and smart, while the tall blue haired girl seems strong willed, optimistic, and positive. I walked toward them, and they responded by drawing their weapons. I withdrew my weapon and put out both hands.
"Relax, relax, I have no intention of killing you,"
"Now that I've found you... tell me everything," the girl said in-between pants.
"Everything?" I responded, raising a brow.
"Why are you here?"
I looked at the gate behind them and nodded.
"I was here to conquer this dungeon and claim this Djinn..."
The tip of the Egyptian man's sword was instantly a few centimetres close to my face. Despite my zombie state, I was still horrified by the sudden action. I think I didn't answer her question.
"You'll have to go through us if you want it," he said sternly
I put my hand on his sword and signaled him to lower his sword by pushing it down softly.
"You don't seem like a bad man..." I responded,"I don't wish to fight right now. I'm Franklin Steinherz, and my friend is Emiline Lazarus. Can you please introduce us?"
He sheathed his blade back into his scabbard and crossed his arms.
"I am Ramses Seth, loyal servant to the King of Heliohapt, Armakan Amun-Ra,"
The tall blue haired girl, despite her status, put her weapon on her shoulder and put a fist on her right breast. She smiled with friendliness, even in her dire state.
"I'm Amihiha, granddaughter of Rametoto, Chief of Imuchakk,"
I nodded in confirmation. They didn't seem malicious and seemed more modest and... human.
"Okay, can we make a deal? I'm not trying to be shady here, but we saved you, so can you repay us with some of the treasures in the treasure room?"
Ramses was skeptical, but Ami nodded with fervor.
"Sure, sure!" she said happily. Ramses wasn't as happy.
"Don't you make the Djinn part of the treasures," the Egyptian... er Heliohaptan? said coldly.
"I don't think a Djinn would want a greedy king. I came here just for more power, but I sense a much more stronger and rational resolve from you."
I should really think before I act. I don't think another Djinn would want me, who's still inexperienced with a Djinn, to be their king if I haven't mastered Djinn utilization. Besides, one is good enough in my current situation. Also, if I didn't go to this dungeon, then maybe Ramses and Amihiha might have died if we weren't there to save them.
"Oh and Amihiha, I'll tell you some parts of our world later. I promise,"
She nodded, confirming her reception.
Ramses responded to my comment with a genuine and grateful smile. All four of us stood in front of the giant gate. The lock had the same symbol I have on my scissors, marking it as Djinn property. Ramses shouted to the door.
"Open Sesame!"
Both Emiline and I opened our mouths in surprise. Both of us uttered "Huh?". If this were some cheap anime or manga, we'd be in super deformed states, with open square mouths and very comedic looking eyes expressing surprise. I mean, Open Sesame? I feel like I'm in that Bugs Bunny cartoon about the treasure hidden behind some rocky wall in the middle of the desert.
"Well, grandpa said that when he was inside Forneus," Amihiha said with her usual smile.
"I'm guessing Forneus is a dungeon and a Djinn?" Emiline said. Because Forneus sounds like something...dirty.
"Yep!" she replied with her hands on her hips. A sigh left both of us modern Earth humans's mouths.
The door was open and the room greeted us with various artifacts scattered around in a ring formation, leaving the middle vacant. Strangely, these treasures were all covered in some form of stone. Is this some sort of test? The only object in the middle could be the Djinn.
Emiline's staff shone a bright light, much to her surprise. Usually when she does magic, she has a strong willed voice and a stern face, but a face of confusion and a "huh?" made it seem like the staff was living. A small beam of light hit the artifact in the middle of the room. It was shaped like an oil lamp, the one Aladdin (the one in the animated film) used to summon Genie. The lamp's spout shone a bright light and erupted a large blue smoke. The stony treasures around us revealed their wealth by becoming gold. The blue smoke started to form into a creature. Wait... now creatures?
It was a large blue man with a muscular build, wearing a short sleeveless vest adorn with feathers by the collar and "sleeves". He had three necklaces and each arm had a golden bracelet. His muscly chest is painted with a tattoo that shapes a horned owls eyes, with the "eyebrows" going over his... I don't want to say it. He tied a white garment around his waist with feathery feathery tassets guarding the side of his thighs. The loose garment covered his furry shorts, representing bird legs. He had shoulder length hair that was mostly flowing downward, with his bangs being long enough to cover an eye. On his back, two giant pair of wings were spread out. Like Orobas, he too had sharp and pointed nails. A dark blue wolf about half of his size accompanied him.
"I am the Djinn of Order and Deception, Andras."
Holy geez he's huge. He's taking up the majority of the room with just his size alone. Plus that wolf is really taking up the other majority, leaving my party in an extremely tight spot. He quickly shrunk to a more respectable size, though he was still bigger than us. He eyed all four of us, deciding who should be his master. He eyed at Emiline and put up a smile. Emiline saw his suggestive gaze and glared back at him with a crimson face.
"What are you looking at?" she shouted.
"I'm looking at you, Magi,"
"I'm a Magi?! How am I one?" she asked Andras.
Andras shrunk slightly and moved closer to Emiline. She withdrew her arms to her chest to prevent any perverted action. I really don't think Andras would be perverted to the ones who summon them. But I'm still skeptical toward his action, with him being the Djinn of Order and Deception. Speaking of which, it sounds like two things politicians do.
"You're current body and soul that you own belong to you, but you were reincarnated from the previous Magi in your realm, I forgot who, but I remember a certain friend of mine knew."
He grew larger again and sat down with crossed legs. He signaled his wolf to come to him and he whispered in his ear, much to our confusion. And also, he rhymed, much to my discomfort.
"Now my wolf shall sniff out who's my King Candidate."
The wolf went to Amihiha and sniffed her head. She giggled from the tickling of the wolves breathing. The canine moved on, leaving a still jubilant Amihiha. She seemed to be King Material, but it's the Djinn's choice. The wolf sniffed at me, its response was a head shake. The wolf turned to Ramses and sniffed him. The wolf started panting like a dog, possibly signifying happiness and approval. Ramses put out his hand and the wolf inched his head closer to him, allowing him to be petted. Andras let out a friendly chuckle from the wolf's choice.
"Of course it was you, Ramses Seth," he said happily,"Come here, boy,"
The wolf walked back to his master and the owl-like man pet the wolf's head. Andras began:
"I shall start with why I didn't choose both of you." he said to both me and Amihiha. He started with the blue hair girl.
"Amihiha, you are truly destined to become a King Vessel because of your will and optimism, but you're reliance on your brute strength makes it hard to handle my power."
The girl nodded without a tear or a sigh.
"Franklin, you may be moral, have a larger amount of Magoi than your other friends minus Emiline, and possess good vision and judgement, but you're poor level of Magoi Manipulation and beginner level of mastery over your Djinn is not enough to handle two Djinns. I'm sorry. But do not fret, you have potential to wield more than one Djinn if you continue to train."
His last sentence cheered me up, and he's right. I can't handle one Djinn alone, and I have yet to achieve mastery over it, via mastery of Djinn Equip. He rolled his eyes before saying one last thing about me.
"Also, I'm very skeptical about Orobas,"
My scissors shone and revealed a small version of my Djinn.
"Hey!" my Djinn shouted.
He quickly retreated afterward, much to our confusion.
"Ramses, you are a quick learner, you are nimble, you're strong in both willpower and strength, and you have great judgement and strong leadership prowess. You're mastery over Magoi Manipulation is above average compared to the other two non-magicians, making my powers more flexible. Accept my benediction, King Ramses."
Andras and his wolf companion transformed into a large tornado that shot itself into Ramses's sheathed sword. The wind was harmless to all of us, but the powerful wind still forced us to cover our eyes from the dust that could go in our eyes. And with the gust clearing up, a new King Vessel's journey has begun.
All four of us were resting on one of the many bags of treasure that surrounded us. As promised, Ramses agreed to share half of the treasure with us, but not without asking us why. I told them our story in Orobas, and he quickly understood. Ramses was half-asleep, while Amihiha was fully asleep due to a large usage of Magoi. Emiline began to speak.
"So if I really am a Magi, then I'm guessing I have to choose my King Candidates," she widened her eyes as if she realized something,"But I don't know how to raise a dungeon!"
She started to weep childishly. I held her by her shoulders and started shaking her, telling her to calm down. Ramses and Amihiha both laughed at what we were doing, much to our annoyance.
"Geez, just because you can raise a dungeon, doesn't mean the conqueror of the dungeon is automatically your King's Candidate..."
"Unless the Magi shows the potential Vessel to the dungeon," Ami added with a sleepy voice.
She stopped weeping and she looked at me. I added to what they were saying.
"I'm guessing your candidate choices are all up to you," I said with a smile. She smiled back at me genuinely.
"I'm sure as heck Ramses is going to be my King Candidate," she said proudly. The egy...er Heliohaptan King Vessel smiled to her comment and fell asleep.
"But not you!" she said with a cute frown.
I nodded and looked away from her with a content smile.
"Okay."
I heard her put her hand on her face and was now in the angry phase of the Tsundere.
"I-Idiot! I was joking!" she shouted at me, much to my strange amusement,"B-b-But it's not because I like you,"
I took a deep breath and sighed happily. I know she would make me her King Vessel because of our journey in Orobas. But since she's a Magi, what's going to happen to us next?
"Hey Emiline," I looked up into space. The stars and endless blue dark blue expanse were a truly marvelous sight. Ever since these 2 months, I haven't thought about my computer. From all these events, I didn't need to isolate myself in my room and look at a screen the whole day. I've changed a lot during my time here in the world Solomon created. I'm stronger, more responsible, more social, and I noticed that I'm not as cold as I was at Earth.
"Yeah?"she replied casually.
"Do you feel like this is the end of our journey?" I said, still gazing at the beautiful stars.
"No. We may have conquered a dungeon, but I still want to explore this world, and learn more magic,"
"Yeah, I still have a lot to learn,"
She nodded with a silent "yes,". She spoke again shortly.
"Do you miss home?" she asked me.
Memories of my time with parents and brothers started to surge through like a broken dam. It's been two months, and I was only focused on the present. I nearly forgot about my parents and brothers and that act felt shameful. I started to silently shed tears from my memories. Those tears answered her question.
"Oh, I guess I do too," I heard her. I looked at her and she too started to cry.
"I miss my father, my friends, my ordinary life," she cried a bit louder,"I loved reality, but I threw it all away, just for the sake of my fantasy,"
Emiline quickly moved to me and hugged my right arm, causing me to blush. She shivered a bit from touching me, possibly because of my lack of body heat in my zombie body. She continued to weep on my arm.
"The thought of home just really wants me to return to reality," she cried. I put a my free hand on her head, causing her to detach her face from my arm, revealing a pink shade on her face.
"...As much as I miss my old life, we still have to move forward. My brothers have died and their souls are now fused with me. Hell, I can't return to a normal life because my brother, who's a Magi, might have destroyed home and possibly killed my parents. He's probably sitting on his own throne in Vancouver right now."
"But-but, I still want to go home," she sobbed.
"It's still our home, but it's just not the same,"I said sternly. I shuffled through my pocket and found my Metal Vessel: a Scissor.
"Show me your staff,"
She complied, grabbing her staff and holding it nearby me. I put my scissors by the curved part of her staff.
"Look at these, your staff, and my Metal Vessel. We have power, Emiline, and we're currently trying to get accustomed to this world's wonders and terrors. We must go through them to become stronger, so we can stop Theo and his possible tyranny."
I looked at the sleeping Heliohaptan with the sleeping Imuchakkan. She looked at what I was looking too.
"You see that? That man is a King Vessel, and Theo is a Magi, so he could be creating Dungeons in our world and gathering as much King Vessels to prepare for our insurrection,"
Emiline's frown turned into a short, yet calm smile, which also infected me to smile too.
"We must gather as much help as possible in this world, and we must grow strong too." she stood up and held my hand. Much to my surprise, she pulled me toward the edge of the floating platform that faced the world.
"This world has many Vessels and people that can help us."
We turned to each other and she held both of my hands with fervor and adventure.
"This is our adventure."
We both looked at Old Earth. It didn't look too different from our Earth at this point, but we know that it's extremely different from up close. Metal Vessels, bizarre animals and human races, historic empires with different names, magicians, Magis. I let go of her soft hands and grabbed my scissors.
"Kahraba Saiqa!"
The two scissor blades separated from each other, forming two giant scissor blades. The handle became scaly and the guard of each scissor blades have become part of the bladed parts. It was like I was carrying two sickles, but the other curved end was straightened. My forearms have become scaly from mere contact of the blade and Orobas's signature black lightning surged through my arms and danced around my blades. I put the two blades together to form a giant scissor, and pointed toward the world. She pointed her staff at the world too.
"This is our destiny." she finished.
I was dumbfounded by her newfound will. Her smile was cute and filled with hope. My face was initially surprised, but her smile and what she said caused me to smile with her once again. It was infectious like the Black Plague (I really hope we don't live long enough to face it). A burst of Rukh started to fly around us. The rukh also danced upon the sleeping Ramses and Amihiha. Both of us smiled from the radiance and joy the Rukh emanated. The rukh started to fly toward the world, resembling some sort of guidance. We will seek help from this world and find a way to return back to Vancouver and prevent Theo's possible tyranny from spreading across the world. I smiled and looked at the world. Then I said to myself:
"This is what they call Rukh's guidance."
Sinbad's throne room
"Your highness!" Yamuraiha said, running down the hall with the Eye of Rukh in her hand. The King of Sindria stood up and ran to the bombshell magician.
"Yes? What is it?"
"Titus wished for an audience with you," she showed the high King of the Seven Seas the Eye of Rukh, revealing a content Titus.
"Sinbad, Sinbad! There was a dungeon in Remana that was summoned a week ago, and now the agents from Imuchakk and Heliohapt have returned safely,"
He put up a confident smile and breathed out a sigh of relief.
"I'm glad they're safe, did they find the alien King Vessel?"
Titus nodded.
"But it seems that they've befriended him and they say that he told them some parts of there world. They're not from Alma Torran,"
The King of the Seven Seas nodded confidently to the Magi's answer.
"But what we learned was..."
Kouen's throne room. A days after Titus's report.
A red haired man clad in royal clothing sat down on his throne lazily, contemplating on the future situation. His clothes hid a harshly disciplined body, and he wore a spaulder on his right shoulder that resembles a lion. His Djinn, Agares resides in his shoulder armor. On his left side of the throne rests his sheathed sword, being elevated by a stand. Inside the sword resided Astaroth, the Djinn of White Flames. The tassel contains the beautiful wind Djinn, Phenex. Two of his brothers were before him. A man with a red ponytail and dry skin dressed in baggy robes, and a younger man with pink hair, clad in a skimpy white sleeveless Chinese shirt and baggy white shorts, giving him a rather suggestive and androgynous appearance.
"Our clairvoyant magicians say that the Reim Empire was visited by an alien King Vessel," Koumei, the dry skinned tactician said to Kouen, the prominent general of the Kou Army, as well as the strongest Metal Vessel user out of all the others in Kou.
"Alien Metal Vessel?" a smile crept up on his face.
"Also it was rumored that another Magi from the same alien's world has also appeared." the androgynous man, Kouha said.
This triggered his crazy smile as he stood up from his seat. He performed a mid air chop to the side to signal something. The soldiers were slightly scared from his scary smile. Kouha and Koumei were the only ones who weren't scared of his slasher smile, due to the fact that they grew up with him. Kouen thinks that they could be from that world. The world of Solomon: Alma Torran.
"The Summit will have to be on hold, I must learn more about these...aliens. Where are they?"
Gyokuen's Throne Room Same day
The beautiful yet malicious, Gyokuen Ren was sitting idly on the throne of the former Kou Emperor. Being in this position provided her the protection she needed, preventing exploits of her true identity. A man with a veil covering his face approached the Witch of the Kou Empire.
"Empress Gyokuen, the Magi from the other world has been revealed to be in our world," he announced solemnly.
The witch chuckled to herself. She grabbed her staff and conjured an image of the young 14 year old Magi: Theo.
"I knew this day would come. We haven't seen the whole world yet, but, now that this boy is the only Magi confirmed in this world to be like Judar and I. He will conquer the world with his iron fist and give birth to many Black Rukh at our disposal,"
"But lady, we have a problem..."
Modern World: Vancouver
The world remained the same. What Franklin assumed was Theo's Square one to tyranny was Vancouver, and it remained untouched by magic or widespread chaos (magic hit the abandoned basement, turning it into one of the first dungeons in Modern Earth). No tyranny, no destruction, no chaos. It was still the same. Theo, one of the Magis of this world stood on top of Harbor Centre, a skyscraper that towers most of the buildings in downtown.
He was a bit shorter than Franklin by a few inches. His nose length hair was covered by a black beanie and his bangs wriggled out of the beanie. He wore a black zipped hoodie with a white shirt underneath and blue jeans with black sneakers. Because he was young, he didn't have a mature tone like Franklin's.
The sky was black, enshrouded by the night sky and partially lighted by the stars and the moon. The wind was nothing to him thanks to his Borg, so he was warm underneath the safety of his own shield. Theo looked at a picture of his family. He had a partially sad face of regret for his actions. He only wanted to make Franklin miserable due to jealousy and pure joy for some reason. He always hid behind his own lies, believing that Franklin would never go through it with his own sense of logic. Now that he had secretly finished his magician training by a mysterious magician, he finally took vengeance, but was it worth it? Was it worth his other brethren too? He felt someone's presence ruin his moment.
"Hello again, young Magi,"
He looked at the man behind him with a face of disgust and coldness.
"What do you want this time..."
The woman is a young adult and had a rather curvy yet slightly chubby body. Her arms and legs were slender with a little hint of chubbiness and her hair was chin length and dyed a bright blue. She wore a short skirt dress with red and white checkers. She held a staff with a metal star in the end. By her side was her husband and King Vessel, May.
He was slightly shorter than her wife, but had a more slender and toned body, shown through his clothing. He donned a black fedora with a purple plaid shirt with rolled up sleeves and a black vest over it. He also wore blue skinny jeans and yellow sneakers. His Metal Vessel is a katana that rests on his left waist, hidden in a black scabbard. He has a short mustache and a small goatee and he put up a confident smile on his face.
"Holly. May."
A/N: The End! Nope. Just the end of the Andras Arc: the Arc where the four heroes meet each other and unite. The true adventure will begin after this. So, a new Magi introduced, and a new Magi discovered. So how did Titus not realize she's a Magi earlier? How did Andras know Emiline was a Magi, while Titus didn't? Did Emiline's father know she was a Magi all along? What is Theo doing right now? What will Kouen do now that word spread about the aliens? What will Sinbad and the Seven Seas Alliance do in this situation? Will Emiline and Franklin find a way back home? Who is May and Holly and when did they learn about Magis and King Candidates? How does Gyokuen know about the other world?
I have to admit, it was a pretty long chapter. I'm surprised that I could make chapters this fast. I'm proud of this Fanfiction and I'm also proud of a bunch of you Magi fans reading this. Your views (and reviews if you wish) inspire me to write.
Oh and speaking of which, Franklin's Djinn Equip wasn't inspired or copied from Ryuko Matoi's Scissor sword from Kill la Kill. I've been thinking about what cool and unusual bladed tool or weapon comes from the modern world. As I was reading the Magi manga, I spun my brother's pair of scissors and started to get the idea of using a scissor weapon. Before I started this Fanfic, I already knew what Franklin's weapon was going to be, and I didn't even know Kill la Kill existed that time.
Thanks for reading.
Edit: Replaced Rabahaq with Kahraba(Arabic for electricity)