Oh, the world of kuruino or should I call it Eostia? Bah, no one cares about it. This a hentai world, people only care about bitches getting dicked by an alpha male or sigma or whatever they even call it nowadays. Too bad though their so-called peak male is just so boring, watching him enact his plan, the schemes, and all other deplorable acts he did for his bid for conquest is so boring. No epic fights, no great one-last battle, no great struggles for great achievements. I already saw many hentai fantasy worlds and even they have one of these qualities in the story. Vault only managed to conquer Eostia because the so-called defenders of it are so- hmmm how do I say this without offending the feminist? Oh don't look at me like that, I respect women and feminist rights do you see how scary they are when riled up? Ya you better be afraid, now where was I? Inexperienced meh, lacks skill maybe, or just downright incompetent OK I said it no offense to women OK so chill, this is a hentai world after all. Now, what should I do to make this- INTERESTING?
3rd third person pov
Karrok outpost, North-East outpost of Feoh.
" MIKA, WAKE UP. IT'S LATE ALREADY, YOU HAVE CHORES TO DO."
A loud voice reverberated inside a small convent. Its loudness roused a little boy of ten summers. He sits up and groggily leaves the comfort of his bed. The boy walked out of the room to meet the one who woke him up. He climbed out of the stairs and emerged in the main hall of the convent. The convent is a small one. It only consists of one main entrance for prayers for the Goddess and an underground basement which is divided into 4 rooms. 2 bedrooms, a storage area, and a medical room.
An aging nun is waiting at the altar as the boy emerges from the basement. She had a kind motherly face. She had a small hunch on her back, a cruel sign of her aging body. Another sign of her aging is her dull white hair. Its original color and luster are gone from the grasp of time.
Currently, she is kneeling and praying in one of the pews for the Goddess Celestine which the boy copied immediately. The boy only prayed for the Goddess in respect ( I would know cause I know everything hehe hehe). After a few moments, the prayer is finally done.
" Mika, you slept late again?" the old nun said with a hint of disappointment.
" I was training Sister Margaret," Mika said to the old nun.
" *sigh* children these days, you shouldn't be training hard. You're still a young boy. I know you lost to the knights yesterday but you don't need to surpass them." Sister Margaret chastised the boy.
The boy only clenched his hands and grit his teeth from yesterday's reminder. He was just training in the fields when he was called out by the local Roseblade knights stationed in the outpost. Now this is a typical scenario in Eostia. Women have the power due to the rise of Goddess Celestine who they call the Goddess Reborn which the boy thinks of bullshit. If she is the Goddess, why won't she just annihilate all monsters and the dark queen already? The rise of this religion gave women power over men because Celestine only blessed women with her magic. The knights stationed at the outpost are proof of it. Their armor might be revealing but Celestine blesses it. Arrows will bounce off the skin. Swords will do nothing but give them bruises which I pray for the poor sucker who does that to the knight's perfect skin (they are conscious of their looks actually, trying to be as beautiful as possible to be noticed by their Goddess. How shallow.)
The knights are mocking Mika for his training, that they don't need a deadweight in the outpost, and questioning his position here. Mika is the son of a prostitute brought by one of the mercenaries into the outpost. At the time, the outpost was still bare bones. It took some time to construct because of the constant monster attack from the badlands. Feoh paid mercenaries to bolster its defense and to finish its construction. The outpost is a critical point of the defense of Feoh as a frontier base against the badlands of the monsters. Once the construction of the outpost was completed, the mercenaries celebrated for good payment. Alcohol and women poured into the outpost when the news of its construction was completed. Fast-forward to nine months, a baby is dropped at the outpost's small convent. Sister Margaret took the baby and named him Mika. It was thought that Mika was one of the prostitutes' sons who was impregnated by one of the mercenaries but had lost contact with him.
The boy, Mika is supposed to go to Feoh's local orphanage, to one day become a soldier of it. Sister Margaret knew of that and she wants to spare him from such fate. She once told him how soldiers of Feoh are used as fodder against monsters. She doesn't want me to die just like them.
The knights continued to mock the boy until he squared up against them with his wooden sword. This is a sign of a challenge. A knight took it with glee. She is a short brunette with small but perky breasts. Like other knights, she wears an enchanted armor that only covers their nipples and private parts. She is the shortest among the knights but still towers over the boy. His head only reached below her breast. The Duel is decided to be a point system. Each killing blow landed is a point. The most points win the Duel. The Duel ends when the other can't continue anymore.
The scantily clad brunette is wielding her sword while still sheathed in its scabbard. The boy is wary of her reach and experience. The match started and as soon as it started the winner was already decided. Mika's attacks are all parried or dodged, his small arms can't hope to reach the flesh of his opponent. His opponent took this opportunity with glee. Strike after strike, she hits him with her sheathed sword. She didn't aim for killing blows. No, she wants to enjoy making this boy suffer for corrupting the Goddess's holy sanctuary with his presence. Her weapon struck his arms and legs making his limbs shake in pain. She is playing with him like a cat caught a mouse.
Mika is enraged by this insult. His limbs shake in exhaustion through the abuse they took but he persevered. He did one last charge in an attempt to hit her even once, only to be greeted with an overhead swing of her sword on top of his head. The blow instantly knocked him out. The next thing he knew it was already night and Sister Margaret is looming over him in disappointment after healing him with magic.
" Enough about yesterday, you need to do your chores. Little Alice is waiting for you at the stables." She told the boy while his deep in thought from yesterday.
" Yes, Sister" Mika immediately moves out to meet his only friend at the outpost.
Running outside of the convent, he is greeted by the warm rays of the late morning. People are already working to keep the outpost working. The outpost is akin to a small village. Two massive houses that serve as the knight's and guards' quarters are seated at the center. This outpost is equipped to sustain itself. Blacksmiths, Tailors, Cooks, and guardsmen, are milling about doing their job. Mika ran towards the cooking station and took a single piece of bread which the cook just waved at him and he returned it with one of his own. The stables are located at the northeast corner of the outpost. The convent meanwhile is located down south in the direction of Feoh.
After a few moments of running, Mika finally reached the stables where all the horses of the knights are. There he saw his only friend and only child other than him on this outpost. She is currently feeding the horses and checking them for any wounds from their previous patrols with her magic.
This is Alice, Sister Margaret's prodigy and heir of her position as the outpost local healer. She is an elf making her healing magic powerful due to her heritage. At the age of 10, she took a pilgrimage from the lands of elves to Eostia to serve her Goddess Celestine. Although she was rejected by the church for her young age, she was sent here to the outpost for her healing magic. Sister Margaret took her in when he was 8 summers old. Since then the two became best friends.
"Alice, why didn't you wake me up?" Mika asked her with heavy breaths from his morning run.
"Well you look so tired yesterday so I let you sleep in," She said sheepishly as she pets the horse she is checking.
"Augh I'm okay already, Grandma healed me up yesterday," he said to her while taking a bucket to get water for the horses.
"But still, you got hurt badly yesterday, Mika." Alice voiced her concern as she joined him to get some water.
"Of course I would get hurt, I'm training to be a hero after all."
"I don't want you to get hurt Mika," she said to him quietly.
This made him pause in his work. A frown formed on his face.
"Alice, I'm doing this so that I can stay here. If I became nothing more than a deadweight, I would be sent away to Feoh" he said to her with gritted teeth. "I don't want to leave you and Sister Margaret here. You're my only family and I'll be damned if some monster would get you all." he finally said with a tone of finality with it.
"Fine, but you better not do something stupid like challenging the knights again. They are way out of your league" she said with a pout while poking at his chest with each word.
"Fine, fine I get it. I promise not to challenge the knights again."
"and to stay safe," she added.
"and to stay safe. Happy now? " He gestured as he poured the bucket for the horses to drink.
"Very, now let's go to Mr. Gaston. He said he saved your breakfast," she told him in a smug tone, relishing her victory.
The two walked back to the center of the outpost talking merrily. This is quite a good story. Two best friends in a frontier outpost living their life for each other but often reality is cruel. In the far future, this outpost would help the mercenary group that would come back and enslave them. Mika would be killed in battle against the traitorous Kuroinu and poor Alice, she would become nothing more but a cock sleeve for monsters. A bad end if you would say. Now here is where the story takes a turn, for a foreigner is watching the realm of Eostia, looking for something to amuse himself, and today's exchange of our young couple, put a wicked smile on his face
" He'll do nicely. Now amuse me, little hero. "
The foreigner smiled with wicked sharp teeth that shone in the dark void of space, as he cradled the little world in his clawed hand. His shadowy face and figure were concealed in darkness with only his wide smile visible to the naked eye. His clawed hand cradled the world close to his shadowed face where his eyes are supposed if he peering into the little world.
" Well, you give me a good show or a disappointing play?
*Night*
Mika POV
What the hell is this
Something is in front of my face. It's like a mirror and it's glowing in blue color. Written words are etched on it which thankfully I can read.
Do want to play a game
Yes or No
It's a simple question but it echoed in my mind sinisterly. I tried waking up Alice to show her the mirror because we share the same room and bed. She can't see anything. I tried to convince her that a magic mirror with a message was in front of me. She just punched my shoulders and told me to sleep which she does immediately.
Must be tired of today
I looked back at the message again. I can't bring this to Sister Margaret too because it would be the same as Alice. I thought about my choices hard. If I choose yes, then I would be vulnerable to whatever magic this mirror has in store. I have heard of curse items before and this one might be one. Although I have never seen this one before in my life, I don't know when I picked it up. The other choice is pretty straightforward forward no, it rejects the mirror's offer but here lies my dilemma. If I reject it, it might have consequences. I know it deals with powerful magic as an example of it hiding from Alice's sight. Alice can see magic and how it flows as an elf. I don't know how it managed to hide from an elf but it might be the dark elves' ploy. They are the only ones I know who are equal to Alice's magic.
I quickly but quietly got out of bed and left the room. I checked Grandma's room, she is asleep. I immediately climbed out of the basement. As soon as I managed to climb out of the basement, I immediately ran out of the convent. It's late at night, my only light is the moon and leftover torches scattered throughout the outpost. I ran towards the south exit, the guards there were lax and often asleep. Luck was on my side as I reached the southern gates. The guards are asleep on their duty. The gates are closed but I don't need to go through it. I climb stairs toward the top of the stone walls. Here it would be a shortfall from the top to bottom. A small injury is nothing for the safety of everyone in this outpost as I looked back at the mirror in front of me which followed me. This just fueled my idea of it being a malignant magic, a type of curse if I would call it. I took a deep breath and jumped out of the wall.
Thud
I landed roughly on my feet to the dirt below. No serious injury. Just scrapes and bruises. Ow.
I started to run eastward away from the outpost, from Feoh as the mirror kept following me waiting for my answer. After a few minutes of running, I saw a small river. I stopped and dipped my head in it, cooling myself from my escape. The mirror is still there, right in front of me as I raise my head out of the water. Its question is still there. I have to answer now. It's finally safe and if something happens to me it would not affect anyone from my location.
Well, I hope nothing happens.
"No," I answered directly into the mirror.
Nothing happened, only silence. I look around for a few moments to see if dark elves are watching me. There is nothing, no reaction or difference to my body and surroundings. I sighed and looked at the mirror again. I shouldn't have.
A new message is etched on it. This time it's far more sinister.
Who said you had a choice, to begin with?
The mirror has lost its bright blue colors as pitch-black darkness has taken over its surface. Written in bright red, the message glowed ominously covering me in red light. As I read the message in horror, I can hear a deep voice mirroring what's on the message. After I read the last word, the darkness consumed my vision, not before a girl's voice echoed.
" Nice to meet you Fleshbag, I am your system and you are my Master. May we have interesting times.