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"It's really pouring cats and dogs."
Malone muttered as he walked deeper into the thick of the forest.
It was late at night, and cold. If not for the hood on his cloak, he would've been soaked by now.
Still, as he pushed forward, deeper and deeper, he made a quick stop beneath a random tree.
He took the necklace from around his neck and held it in his hands.
It was Ren light crystal.
And it glowed in the dark faintly, but radiating pure white light.
Staring at it, he muttered.
"...Such a convenient relic."
"Sadly, if I want more, I'll need to seek out the Witch Ophis so she can craft them."
"The thing is... that woman is hard to find. Even in the original game, when you set out to find her, in the end, it's she who finds you."
Sigh...
"Either way, let's make our way to Vulx."
With that said, he crushed the crystal in his hands, as a beam of light exploded outwards from his palms, turning his body into light particles.
The shadow beneath his feet started to swirl, forming a portal just beneath him.
And the light finally traversed downward into the shadow portal.
And soon, he found himself being reformed on the other side.
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"Aye, did ya hear? The Empress's frontliners, those highborn crows escorted the prince to the cathedral of Fort Georgia."
A broad-shouldered man said this to his drinking mates, his voice low over the clamor of the tavern.
Cinnia's Tavern was one of the most crowded inns in all of Vulx, especially favored by hunters ever on the wild trail of monsters for coins and fame.
"Damn wretches, all of em. That blasted Queen's clearly trying to summon a new Wonder."
Another man grumbled as he downed a bottle of fresh bree ale, then tore into the chicken leg clenched in his fist.
A woman, seated nearby, let out a scoff and ran a whetstone slowly across her blade.
"Let us pray this vessel proves worthy, but I doubt it."
She murmured.
"Too oft are the so-called Wonders naught but frail blooms. Another cur bound to Her Majesty's leash, when the realm cries out for a hero true. It hurt to know they are the only one with the potential to kill the Seven."
Her Drofrian steel blade gleamed in the tavern firelight in a cold glimti, dark, and lined with glyphs.
Forged for daemon-slaying, and monster-killing. It was the only type of weapon capable of hurting the supernatural beings of this world.
And with seven Sin Classes that one could awaken to at any time if the conditions were right, what you specialized in could shape you into a truly formidable hunter.
However just as everyone was enjoying the late night, taking shelter from the heavy rains outside...
The tavern door creaked open.
Given how late it was in the night, hardly any hunters would enter at this hour except for a rare few. So it went without saying that the ones who stepped in drew more than a few curious eyes.
But everyone went silence when they saw who entered.
As The Black Vein settled near the hearth, their presence became known instantly through the tavern.
It wasn't long before hush gossips where spread among the half drunk men, and other hunters.
"That's them, ain't it? The ones who cleared out the Gray Widow's Nest without a single casualty?"
"Shh, fool... Do you want ere their attention to us."
"I heard Selene once drank daemon blood straight from the skull of a Fen Wretch. Said it gave her night vision."
"Nah, that was Gallot himself. They say he doesn't even blink anymore, because of that due to the mutation."
Near the corner table, two younger hunters leaned in close, as they all talk about the approaching individuals in question.
"You see the patch on their cloaks? Black-vein right… I heard they are a Class Seven Party."
"Wow Seven, holy shit isn't that like three classes away from peak hunter status? I thought the Guild only recognized up to Fifth… Why is big shot's like them even doing in a shabby city like this?"
"Yeah, they are all pretty strong. But Class Six and up only answer directly to the High Table."
"By the Great Mother your right… What is a party like that even doing in Vulx?"
The arrival of the Black Vein stirred the other hunters. Some looked on with envy, while most gazed at them with a mix of awe and fear.
As a Class Seven party, it meant each member of Black Vein had to be ranked Class Seven individually. Party threat levels only rise when all members share the same class rating, if not a party promotion is impossible otherwise.
This would mean all them are somewhere in the level gap of seventy something.
Either way as the five people walked in, the voice of busty dark skin woman with with cat ears, and a eye patch began to speak.
"Tch… All these stares are getting on my nerves. After four straight days charting the lower layers of the newly discovered Monster Den, the only things I crave are a strong bottle of Vole, a steaming pork bowl, and a godsdamned bed. Hells, maybe even a cute little man thing to work the stress out of me. I'm dead on my feet, and the taste of those weird monster blood is still in my mouth. Enough gawking, people, I'm not here to entertain."
Catalina said as she cracked her neck that was stiff from all the fighting she has done today, meanwhile a small little dwarf man in a expensive looking attire that gave him a noble look respond to her as such.
"Truly, your thirst knows no end. Still my offer stands. Wouldn't mind rearranging your spine if you're ever keen hehehe...
"Don't get your hopes up Gallot, I only like things that are cute, and you are far from it you malicious dwarf."
"Call me a dwarf one more time, and I'll carve your tongue out for stew. You think this limp and short legs came from birth? Nah. My sweet mother shattered my ankle when I was still suckling her rancid tit, said pretty deformities sell better to perverse nobles. A unique asset, she called me... Hehehe...
Gallot laugh as he remembered his traumatizing past.
"She thought she could ride my bones outta the slums. Too bad for her... Instead, I sold her corpse for a few coin after I slit her throat in her sleep."
"As for my darling little whore of a sister, hah those golden curls bought me my first wepaon and armor back when I join the guild. Virgins fetch more, sure, but she was already ruined by the time I handed her over. Pity, truly, would've loved a heavier purse for that bitch's cunt, sigh this word is truly unfair I tell yah."
The small little man said out so casually, it was clear he has told this story so many times.
Proof of which another man, a taller one, he was buff and muscular, and wore a set of heavy armor as he walk beside a girl that held his hand.
It was clear the two was a couple.
"Come on dude, enough with that sick story already, ahhh we get it, your upbringing was fuck...boo-fucking-hoo. But Christ your making me and my woman uncomfortable here with your comments."
"Tshh ain't my problem Kanay... Beside Selene is just dick riding you for the levels anyways, do you think a Tempter from a noble family like her could even love a brute headed Ravager like yourself. Mind you who is also nothing more than a fellow commoner like myself by the end of the day. Hahaha... Don't make me laugh boy, your the weakest, youngest, and most naive of the five us here new guy."
Kanay just shrug and scoffed at Gallot as he replied back saying.
"Oh please your just jealous because the team leader doesn't want to fuck you. And I don't blame her, you have zero game dude, and your ugly as fuck, your Tyrants can only get pussy who are not willing with your enslavement abilities."
But before Gallot could rudely respond back the man in the back, who had a feminine looking appearance commented.
"Come on now guys let's not do this here."
"Hmmm... Damn I forgot you where here with us Moon. Talk some will yah dude."
Kanaya said to Moon, their egoist, but but before he could reply back Catalina soon took a seat, as she said while laying her head down on the table.
"Come on you lots...sit the fuck down, and let's get drunk already."
"That I can agree on, their is nothing more pleasurable than sex while under the influence, isn't that right babe."
Selene said as she clasp Kanay hand tighter exposing her bountiful chest to him that barley even covered.
Gallot saw this and role his eyes as he sat down across from Catalina while saying.
"Fucking simp... Oiiii barmaid, give me the strongest bottle of Bordaman you got well yah."
He shouted across the room as the barmaid came to greet them.
But at the same time, the tavern door rang again, and that's when the entire Black Vein froze in fear when they sense the immense presence of an unknown person enter the bar.
Moon looked at the door as he froze in fear, his power to see things other can't.
As an egoist he specialized in trap deactivation, support, and he was also responsible for making maps, basically being the eyes of the group due to the unique nature of his magic.
His power was the power to see hint's through titles.
And when he saw that this person enter, he began to tremble.
[The False Creator], [The Alpha and the Omega], [Enemies of the Daemon], [Wielder of an Unnamed Holy Sword], [Demi-God], [Mankind Last Hope], [Divine Entity], [Keeper of Knowledge], [Blade of The Throne], [Loved By The World], [The First Sinner], [The Weapon Saint], [The Ultimate One], [Lesser of two Evils], [Introvert], [Loves his Alone Time], [Easily Misunderstood].