BTW, danmachi owner not spotted within this Fanfic.
Orario was preparing.
The streets were littered with various assortments of stalls and stands, as the cobbled roads were crowded from sunrise to sunset. The city was in full swing, getting ready for the Harvest Festival.
In the city square, pillars were being erected, preparing for the Goddess' who resides over fertility and growth, though only 3 out of the 4 were to be occupied this year unlike many before, as Ishtar had left the mortal world almost 4 months ago now.
Ganesha Familia guards were doing their usual rounds but to the observant residents, most of the areas where only one person patrolled now had an extra member with them. It was probably down to the busy nature of the city at this time of year and that there was nothing to worry about, that's what the guards said when asked.
People were making reservations at their favourite restaurants, Inns and Pubs alike, not wanting to be stuck at home during the celebrations.
Some were preparing for other things. It was said that if you confessed your love on the last night of the festival, then the relationship would be blessed by the Goddess' of fertility themselves. Many confessions were made each year. Most were successful, others weren't.
One girl was sweeping the pub floor, as the lunchtime rush that bombarded the Hostess of Fertility had now disbanded and the calm before the storm that was evening was upon the building.
She too was among the many who wanted to confess during the festival, knowing it was the last chance she would have if she wanted to be with the boy she loved. If he accepted her, as she was, she wouldn't know how to react. But that voice inside her head never let her believe it. Words like 'sword princess' and 'The game is almost over'. She didn't like those words but they were words from her mouth, she was there when she said them.
Step one had already been completed. Bell had accepted the letter of Horn, Syr had been relieved when she had been informed of that. Freya had also strictly prohibited any interaction or involvement from her children, giving the girl a fighting chance, something she was grateful for.
While she swept the floor, Syr's mind recalled what Horn had told her.
"He accepted but he looked... down. I don't really know how to describe it, there was a similar feeling over the rest of his Familia. I had half expected the other woman in the mansion to come and protest but they didn't seem to have much energy.'
Syr could guess why. It was due to the missing half-elf. It had been a full week since the Ganesha Familia had begun their search for the boy.
After 3 days, the search was called off but the next day Freya watched the captain and the vice-captain of the Loki Familia make their way to the Hearthstone manor, presumably to talk about the boy as well.
'Don't worry my sweet Bell. If you accept me then you won't need to worry about that annoyance anymore.'
Syr grimaced at Freya's words inside her mind.
Bell sat on the couch in the living room, holding the opened letter given to him by that black-haired girl. He had read it, knowing he should confront Syr about it but he couldn't think about that right now.
Apart from Haruhime who had seen Nathan in Knossos, the rest of the Familia hadn't seen the boy since the Dian Cecht clinic after they rescued him and Ryu from the 37th floor. That was over two weeks ago now.
They had stopped going out to search. They had looked around the areas where they thought Nathan would be, but they quickly realised that they barely knew anything about his past. Yes, he admitted to them he was Evilus and that he had a hard time in Orario. Only Bell knew something other than that but that building with the massive tree outside in the abandoned district garnered no results.
Welf had gone with Hestia to the Hermes Familia to ask about anything else but they solemnly admitted they knew little either. They didn't even know about the crumbled building where Bell had gone with Nathan to collect his very little belongings after the War Game.
The only other place was Knossos, and even though they had spent not even a day there, the whole Familia knew it would be pointless to search through it.
They realised that they were wrong when they believed the half-elf had opened up to them and it hurt. Each of them individually kicked themselves every time they thought of the boy, which was a lot of the time. Why hadn't they tried harder? And for Bell, it hurt even more. He was supposed to be the captain of the Hestia Familia. It was his job to look after his family, to keep them together. But now he was shown how bad he was at his job. The worst of it was Goddess Hestia.
It was obvious to all that Bell was her favourite, even Bell recognised that but they all understood why. But even with Lili being the second to join, Mikoto and Welf giving up their own Familia's to help them in the War Game and Haruhime being the most diligent and caring worker, the members of the Hestia Familia knew Hestia cared for the half-elf next. And again, they understood why.
Hestia was a Goddess who cared about the mortals of this world, a sad rarity among her fellow deities. And when she came across the broken, abused 15-year-old child, she couldn't help but want to help him. It was in her soul; it was her nature. And now she was being forced to fight that nature.
If it was up to her, or any of them for that matter, they would still be out searching for their friend. But that was stopped when Finn Deimne and Riveria Los Alf came to visit them. Bell's face tightened in annoyance just thinking of that visit and what was discussed.
Part of him still refused to believe it but after what he had heard from Haruhime, Aisha and the Hermes Familia, he couldn't argue back apart from that he believed in his friend, in his brother.
It had been a simple meeting really. Finn and Riveria had knocked on their door, they let them in and the Hestia Familia converged in the living room along with the Loki Familia executives. And after that, it was simple if you think about it from an outside perspective. But for the Hestia Familia and the High Elf, it was one of the most difficult things they had ever listened to.
The way the prum explained who Nathan really was, what he had done, what he had said. It felt like he was talking about a different person from another world. Braver's voice never wavered, it stayed flat and monotone throughout his explanation. He allowed for questions to be asked and he answered. Hestia never picked up a lie, much to the sadness of everyone else.
A mass murderer.
Orario's number one enemy
Killed God's.
All this was horrible to take in but Hestia never called him out. It wasn't as if Finn Deimne was enjoying doing this but he said that they needed to know. Why he was being hunted? Why the Loki and Ganesha Familia tracking him down? Why they needed to comply with them so as not to cause any more trouble?
After he had finished his explanation, the room went silent. The atmosphere had been thick with tension and the new information swirled in the minds of the Hestia Familia. They didn't want to accept this but with no indication from Hestia, they had no choice.
Then Riveria Los Alf spoke up.
"So what will you do when you see him again?"
That question had stuck with Bell but like when she had asked, the same answer still came up in his mind.
"I won't push him away!" He had said firmly.
This earned a smile from the High Elf but a stern gaze from Finn.
"Does that mean you will hide an enemy of the city?"
"No."
Finn looked puzzled at that response.
"I will openly accept him and if anyone has a problem with that then I will stand with him."
The rest of the Hestia Familia had rallied behind their captain when he had said that but this only got a disapproving shake of the head from the Prum.
"This isn't something as small as a petty crime and it's even bigger than what happened with the Xenos. If and when the half-elf comes back into the open, your resolve won't be enough to stop what needs to be done. He has to face judgment for all the crimes he's committed and been a part of."
"But-"
"It doesn't matter whether he was a child or manipulated by his old deity, that will be discussed when he faces justice," Braver said, predicting Lili's retort.
"But that's not fair, you guys will be biased against him!" Welf argued back.
"Yes, we will and why wouldn't we? Don't we have the right to want to see the person who took so many people we hold dear from us to face justice, of course we will be biased."
Finn had made it clear that he would not be argued here, even in someone else's house. He was fed up with the back and forth and the foggy outline of the situation. He was done pretending he didn't care about the past. He had put it behind him for the sake of the Knossos mission but that was completed, and that had been tiresome work. And now he had something else to deal with and it wasn't something he could just look past.
After witnessing Bell Cranel's resolve with the Xenos, Finn himself resolved his won ambition and truly aspired to be a hero. And to let someone who had caused so much harm to the city off the hook without even an ounce of justice or punishment was not something he would let slid. The old him, The Braver, wouldn't have let this slip, instead he would still be hunting the boy down. However, Finn gave the boy the chance to turn himself in and face judgement on his own terms. While he had patience, Finn was no saint and the clock was ticking.
Hestia had sat on the chair and listened to everything that had been said. She agreed with both parties. While she would stand with her child and help at any cost, it would be wrong of her to prevent those who had been hurt from seeking justice. Her friendship with Astrea made sure of that.
"Tell me this Braver, have you seen my child's back?"
Finn was slightly caught off gaurd.
"Have you not seen the scars that litter his body. And didn't he get the most recent one on his..." Hestia couldn't finish, struggling to not tear up at just the image of the half-elf's face. "Didn't he get that helping you?"
Finn remained silent, not knowing where Hestia was going with this.
"I have spoke with Hermes, and just like you, he told me about the horrible things my child has gone through. I thank you for your unbiased telling of what happened, I know it must've been difficult not to get angry but let me ask you this. Knowing all the things Nathan done alongside all the injustices he himself has endured, don't you think he has already been punished enough?"
She looked over at the other guest in her house.
"Riveria-chan, would you like to say anything?"
Riveria looked at the Goddess as she was now made the centre of attention. She couldn't say where she stood now. Finn had talked to her before they got here and had made it clear that he would bring the boy to justice, just as he was doing now. And she had thought about it.
Yes, she wanted to help her family out, especially after everything he had gone through but was that enough to justify turning a blind eye to everything she had done?
She had also played the age card and Finn had agreed it gave the boy more leniency but the fact he was running away and hiding was what was making the situation worse. If he had not run away and faced his crimes head on then Finn would have accepted that as some atonement, along with his involvement in taking down Knossos. But he had, and it only further incriminated him. But what Goddes Hestia had just said struck a chord with her.
"Since we are putting everything out in the open now, I assume you are here because you have figured it out?" Hestia said. Riveria nodded.
"I don't how or how close, but yes, you are right Goddess Hestia, I have figured out that he is a High Elf like me."
Hestia raised an eyebrow at that. She was relieved that his Cursed Prince identity was still under wraps.
"So I will ask again, would you like to say anything?"
Riveria was now the middle ground. She held a relation to both ends. The Hestia Familia had not suffered under Evilus while Finn had no prior relationship with the boy and held little care about him.
"In all honesty, I am unsure. I do wish to help Nathan but as someone who lived through the dark times and Evilus, I can't look past the shadow cast by the things he has done."
Bell didn't know how to feel when he heard that. While he couldn't argue with her, wasn't she his family? Weren't they supposed to be there for each other, especially after so long?
"So that's it?" Welf had spat out at the Elven princess, taking her off guard. "After 9 years of hoping to be family with you, you're just going to abandon him when he needs you most. How pathetic!"
Welf walked out of the room afterwards, not even giving Riveria a chance to talk back, though she wouldn't be able to. Her words caught in her throat as she felt shame at the smith's words.
Finn's eyes diverted back to the rest of the Familia after watching Welf Crozzo storm out of the room and it was clear the rest of the Familia held the same view as him, it was just he didn't have the courtesy to care.
"I'm sorry Braver, but could you please leave?" Bell had said as he looked down, his fist clenched in his hands.
"I believe we may have overstayed our welcome but can I ask you one more thing?"
"No."
"...understood."
With the final exchange being made, the captain got up to leave the very tense atmosphere.
"Come along Riveria."
Finn gestured for Riveria to follow him but when she stood up to the Goddess Hestia and locked eyes.
"I promised myself I would help that boy the last time I saw him... I am not one to break a promise."
With that statement, Riveria followed Finn out of the mansion, earning a disapproving glance from the Prum but he would not argue with the woman any further, that was their Goddess' problem now.
Finn walked beside Riveria. He contemplated what Goddess Hestia had said.
"Don't you think he has been punished enough?"
The image of the boy appeared in his mind. A broken ankle, scars everywhere, half his face removed. And yet he moved forward to help his Familia, even at the cost of his life.
"That boy was quite a nice experimental guinea pig for my cursed weapons."
The voice of Barca Perdix then entered his mind.
"HE KILLED JULIAN!"
Finally it was the voice of Shakti Verma.
Finn walked back in silence as he thought on what his next move would be.
'I just hope we can resolve this peacefully.'
Bell unconsciously scrunched the so-called love letter in his hand. He was happy with what Nine Hells had said and his Familia had praised him for standing his ground against the Loki Familia captain but the truth was Bell was unsure what to do.
He would stand with Nathan, that was the truth. But how could he stand with him if he didn't know where he was or what he was doing? They had called for him but no reply came, meaning he didn't want them to find him.
Bell would respect that wish, for the time being. He opened up the letter in his hands and read over the words once more. For now, he had to talk to Syr and decide what he was going to do about this supposed date.
Asfi Al Andromeda fixed her glasses back on the bridge of her nose as she followed her God through the crowd. He would randomly stop at stalls, rarely buy anything, give a fake smile to the owner and a pleasant greeting before going on his way.
Currently, he was finishing off a meat skewer that Asfi had paid for after the carefree God just walked away from the stall, almost as if he knew Asfi would pay for it. Her white cloak billowed in the wind as she caught up to the back of Hermes, the feather in his hat being a clear marker for his location.
"It seems the commotion of the past couple of days has calmed down."
The general public that heard that laughed at the absurdity of the comment as the streets were the busiest they had been in ages, but Asfi understood his statement.
She had been on edge when the Ganesha Familia had suddenly begun a man-hunt, with Hermes realising it was for Nathan. Since then, they had begun their secret search for the boy. Asfi had concluded they had figured out his involvement with Evilus and after the defeat of Knossos, Nathan was the last remaining fragment that was needed to be taken care of for the threat to be fully extinguished. This made Asfi and the rest of the Familia scowl.
After hearing what Barca Perdix had revealed about the time Nathan had spent in Knossos, the Hermes Familia had wanted to try and get closer to their previous Familia member, with regrets on how they treated him before.
This man-hunt felt like a horrible betrayal by the Ganesha Familia, considering Asfi knew that Shakti had given the go-ahead for Nathan to aid them in the takedown of the remnants of Evilus. And after he had given so much help, in the face of trauma and danger, she now chucked him to the floor and now wanted justice. It was hollow and Asfi didn't like it. The image of Nathan writhing in pain after having half his face gauged away never failed to spur her on to help the half-elf.
"Lord Hermes, what is the plan?" Asfi whispered to her deity. Asfi half expected her deity to make a quip and make light of the situation but even Hermes was taking this seriously. He stopped and manoeuvred masterfully into an alleyway and turned his volume down.
"There isn't much we can do at the moment. There has been no news of Nathan being found and I doubt he will be unless he wants to, both you and I know that as well as anyone."
It was true. After the half-elf faced a certain tragedy in the pleasure district, he vanished for almost a month, leaving no trace. If it wasn't for Hermes feeling the blessing that connected the two, they would've assumed him dead.
"The most we can do is support him and Hestia Familia when he chooses to reveal himself."
With that, Hermes bounced back into action and strode into the crowd once more, not even giving a glance back to his captain.
"Let us just enjoy the festivities for now my dear," He said, back in his persona as the God of travels. Asfi let out a small sigh, understanding what her God had said. She quickly hurried after him, not wanting to let him escape and spend more money than they had.
"Have you seen Bell anywhere?" Lili asked Welf in his forge.
"No, why? Don't tell me he's gone looking for Nathan again?"
"He went out this morning to address that later from Miss Syr and hasn't come back. Lili smells something fishy."
"Lili!" The pair heard Haruhime call for the prum from the open door to the kitchen. "There is a letter here from Master Bell, hurry."
Both Welf and Lili hurried inside to hear about the contents of the letter.
"In order to save our Familia, I've decided to take Syr out on a date. Please don't come looking for me."
After hearing Mikoto read out the letter, Hestia immediately sent Haruhime out to ask Take and Miach for help in looking for Bell, knowing it was a cry for help.
Bell Cranel would not be seen until the day of the Goddess Festival, the same day that Nathan would re-appear before them.
As for where Bell was, just before he sent that letter, he was being forced to have tea in the Wishe Café alongside his kidnapper, Hedin Selrand.
"In my opinion, you are not worthy to escort Lady Syr as you are sluggish, unkempt, crude and weak."
"Hgh!"
Bell's mental state was taking a harsh beating listening to the Freya Executive's opinion on him.
"But it was her who chose you and I shall not oppose her, no matter how much I may disagree. So I shall take on the mantle to mould you into someone who may be just worthy of a fraction of her attention."
'Lady Syr?' questioned Bell in his mind. This was conclusive proof that Syr was linked to the Freya Familia and considered someone important to them as well.
'He refers to her as Lady. Who is Syr?'
Atop a building just across from the Wishe café lay the half-elf. His bleached hair was a mess, his clothes in tatters and his stomach had begun to cave in at the lack of food he had digested over the past two weeks. He had only snatched handfuls of bread and fruit, with bits of meat here and there, similar to how he used to back when he journeyed to Orario and stole from unsuspecting villages.
The past week had been an illusion to him. His mind barely stayed conscious of his surroundings, just enough to stay alert to avoid the man-hunt sent to catch him. It had been simple enough to stay hidden but after the search was seemingly called off, the half-elf had forfeited his free will and let his instinct guide him, not bothering to think.
The issue with that was he was always dragged back to the Hearthstone Manor, every time. And every time he had to reign in his instinct and take control of his body to stop himself from appearing in front of them. He couldn't understand why he kept going back but it made him depressed every time he had to force himself to leave.
However, this time he had timed it just when Bell had left on his own, a letter in hand. He couldn't help it, wanting to know if Bell was in any danger and it didn't take long to know he was.
Skias Alf watched as Hildsleif kidnapped Bell and whisked him away. It had been awkward to keep up and the half-elf had to stop himself from jumping down and slicing off the elf's head. No Freya Familia member acted on their own, they were as bad as he used to be when it came to obeying the whims of their Goddess. He wanted to know what was happening as it could involve the Hestia Familia as a whole.
As he listened in, he understood the situation that Bell had found himself in. Syr had asked him on a date and as he went to question her about it, Hedin had swooped in to stop Bell from refusing the date.
The half-elf had known Syr had been connected to the Freya Familia ever since the Apollo War Game with that necklace she gave Bell. That could only mean one thing, that Freya was interested in Bell. But that raised several questions, the main one being that Syr held feelings for Bell, which would obviously go against her Goddess, something that was unheard of. And now Hedin, a high-ranking and the smartest member of the Freya Familia was currently gushing over Syr, almost as if she was the Goddess Freya herself.
Jade eyes shot open in horror. A flashback racked his mind.
'Oh no!'
Before he and Goddess Hel descended into Knossos for good, they were able to wander the streets of Orario, without being spotted as a deity and her follower. When he questioned her, Hel responded with a smile.
'My dear child, some of us deities know certain ways to mask our divinity, allowing us to roam freely as a mortal amongst the mortal world.'
'NO!'
'Even some of us can disguise ourselves to hide our true appearance.'
The half-elf finally understood everything. He scowled as fury took hold of his body. He clenched his fist so tight blood began to spill from the palm of his hand.
'All this time! That's why she looked at me, only after I visited the Hostess. That explains why I feel strange around her. Syr's Goddess Freya!'
The half-elf did his best to hold his anger in, not wanting to give away his position. It took all his willpower to hold it in.
He left before he lost control, not wanting to hear the rest of the conversation, knowing if heard anymore he wouldn't be able to stop himself from acting instinctively. This was a mercy sent from the heavens for Hedin as if the half-elf had heard the elf threaten the Hestia Familia with destruction if Bell didn't comply, then he would've lost his arm before he had the chance to grab Bell by the cheeks. And it would not have been Skias Alf stood there but instead Hedin Selrand would've met the Reaper.
Even after all this time and his years of work to rid himself of the teachings of his former Goddess, one lesson he learnt during his time in Orario always stuck with him.
'I hate the Gods!'
The half-elf dashed away, back to his hiding spot in the abandoned district, waiting for the day of the Goddess Festival. There he would follow his captain and make sure by the end of it, he knew who Syr Flover really was. The thought brought a sly grin to the boy's face as he imagined the Goddess of Beauty being told no for the first time in her life. He was going to make sure he was there to see it.
Throughout the next few days, Skias Alf kept a close eye on Bell and Hedin. With his nightcrawler skill, he could get as close as he wanted to. They spent most of the time in the dungeon, practising etiquette by saving random girls by Hedin performing a pass parade and having Bell swoop in and rescue them. Nathan didn't really understand what Hedin was doing or what this was meant to achieve. Instead, he spent the day watching Bell and holding back the desire to kill the uptight elf, and then he spent the nights eavesdropping on the Freya Familia and Syr.
He wanted to confirm his theory so after he left Bell and Hedin at the café and went home for the evening to think, he dashed over to the Hostess and followed Syr as she left.
Immediately he noticed the presence of Vana Freya, Allen Frommel. This only added to his theory. He watched as Allen followed from the rooftops, with the half-elf following just behind. At any moment he could've killed the cat man but he held back. He couldn't attack the Freya Familia, not yet. He hadn't been given enough of an excuse but a part of him desperately wanted one.
When Syr Flover walked into Folkvangr, with her children bowing to her as she walked past the gates, it was all but confirmed. Nathan clenched his fists in frustration but he realised something. He was actually feeling something. Yes, it was mainly anger but there was also a hint of excitement and anticipation. The scenario was tantalising and it made him nervous. He thought he had lost his emotions down in Knossos after he sent Dionysus back to heaven, after hearing Hel was still around.
He had no motivation to go after her, knowing he could never get near her without fleeing or being ensnared by her once again. He had wanted to starve to death or die of some random cause but it never happened. His body forced himself to get food and he never allowed himself to be found. Was it pride? He thought he had lost that long ago.
But now, now he had something to live for, something to fight against. That is what he has been doing his entire life, fighting. Whether for someone or against others, every second of his life was spent fighting. From the doctors and maids in the Royal Alf Forest who constantly wanted to rid him of their Princess' presence, to the many battles Goddess Hel made him fight even against the allegations put on him by the Elf king. Never had he stopped fighting. That was until the final defeat of Evilus.
After he had nothing to fight for or against, his body stopped functioning. But now he had something new. It was a sad conclusion to come to but he lived a sad, pathetic life. It was Nathan's nature to fight.
He realised why he always went back to the Hearthstone Manor. It was because he wanted to fight for them, to be there when they had to face impossible odds as they have done so many times before. And now his foe was the strongest faction in all of Orario that was threatening to take the only thing precious to him. He was ashamed to admit it but it was exhilarating.
So he continued to watch Bell as Hedin taught him for the next three days. Many times he wanted to begin the fight, to save Bell from him but he knew it wouldn't do much. Bell still didn't know about Syr being Freya and as soon as it was found out, then the Hestia Familia would be in trouble.
As much as Nathan was anxious to fight the Freya Familia, his first priority was still his Familia. He knew it was wrong to want to have his Familia, only filled with level 1s and 2s, to fight the Freya Familia. But he would protect them, fight for them. That was his purpose, it was the oath he swore to Lady Hestia and the promise he made himself after the Ishtar incident when he killed Tammuz.
Nathan couldn't help but smile and thank his Familia in his mind for giving his life purpose again. Even if it meant he would only help them from the shadows, that was what he was best at anyway. Besides, even if he did show himself to them, it could put them at risk or they might even reject him. He knew they had been informed about what had happened and what had been said in Knossos so there was little doubt in the boy's mind he would be spurned away but he didn't mind that. He promised Lady Hestia he would fight for her until he was no longer of any use. If he was in the open then he would lose that usefulness. Then he would lose his reason to live once more. No, not after being given the feeling of being alive once more, he didn't want to go back to the way he was for the past week or after he lost Elisha.
'Elisha...'
He pushed the image of the Amazon to the back of his mind. He knew what she would say to him now, he refused to listen. She didn't understand, none of them did. This was the best way. This was the only way, wasn't it?
Nathan watched as Hedin reprimanded Bell and stated today's training was finished as the half-elf resigned himself to watch from the shadows once again as everyone else began to move on with their lives.
The day had finally arrived. It had been a gruelling couple of days for Bell Cranel, his master's training not even giving an ounce of mercy. But now, here he stood with a plan in mind, wearing a red tuxedo with black trousers and white gloves, his hair combined.
Syr had arrived in a beautiful grey dress with a short skirt and heels. She looked stunning.
Freya sat on top of the throne erected for her place in the square for the Harvest Festival, her eyes lingering on the sight of Bell Cranel and Syr Flover beginning their date.
The Hestia Familia were preparing for the evening rush of the Hostess of Fertility as they wore the Green uniform of the establishment. This was paying back the debt of the three waitresses coming in to save them from the 27th floor. It was also payback for stealing Mia's girls from her during a busy night, something Mia would not just shrug off. The Hestia Familia would pay off their debt through labour, whether they wanted to or not.
Meanwhile, on the rooftops of Orario stood many figures, waiting for the night to commence. Surrounding the pair of Bell and Syr stood:
Hedin Selrand and Hogni Ragnar, both holding a large sword.
Grer, Dvalinn, Berling and Alfrigg Gulliver, each wielding their respective weapons of choice.
Allen Frommel, his spear on his back as he watched in frustration, scoffing at the waste of time.
The Warlord, Ottar, stood in front of them all, stoic and unwavering as he allowed Hedin to direct the rest of the Freya Familia in the observation and protection of their Lady.
"Remember, we will not interfere. It is our lady's order."
With those words said, Ottar made sure to make everyone else understand.
Then behind them all, hidden within the shadow of the setting Sun, sat the half-elf, Nathan. He couldn't help but smile as he remembered the sight Hestia Familia work in the uniforms. He then looked back up and grasped the hilts of his swords as the Skias Alf readied himself for anyone who disobeyed the king's words, his smile turning sinister.
Tonight would be a night that the city would never forget.
The Freya Arc finally gets under way. I'm sure everything is going to turn out smiles and sunshines just like in the books... right?
Nathan is readying for another fight, believing he has found his role in life. What will the rest of the Familia think and will Finn Deimne allow it. Is Riveria truly ready to accept him into her life. And how will Freya react to this unforeseen disturbance that will get inbetween her and her Odr.
The books did not understand what the word Consequences means, I do and there will be consequences to everyone's actions and if they aren't careful, blood will be spilled.
Review:
Jank7475 - We've come to a point where everyone is realising that the reason Evilus has been terrifying for the past 7 years was because of Nathan and now he can't escape it. And yh, his fight against the Freya Familia will be brutal and no mercy will be shown from either side.
With that done, on to the next one. See ya next time, Peace!