Sitting in the chair, looking at the bodies, Leviathan clears his thoughts. Rising to his feet he moves towards the bodies, a trail of blood from the door to the corpse can be seen. from the blood trail thousands of smaller lines can be seen, like the roots of trees, branching off into many directions. Standing over the bodies Leviathan frowns for a moment, Thousands of holes could be seen, like termites eating through wood. seeing that their clothes were completely ruined, he decides to search their bodies.

After a few minutes of searching he found all there was to find. The six men who were following him only had knives, as the boss dropped his pistol before. Remembering that that he left the pistol on the ground Leviathan felt a brief moment of regret, but only for a moment. He found a total of 27g 14s and 33c on their bodies, but the best surprise came from the two men from the car lot. On them were two bank cards, totaling 730g 78s and 95c, showing that they were pretty well off.

Taking the coins and bank cards he heads back into the office. Walking to the counting machine he looks it over where do the coins go? taking his bank card he puts it into the slot, and dumps in the coins. The machine hums for a moment, the the card is ejected. Scrunching his brows he looks at the machine again there is no collection tray and no tubes that carry the coins away, what's going on? Taking the three bank cards he puts them on the desk.

Walking into the other office he sees the same machine in the corner. Walking over, he lifts the machine off the stand it was on, before carrying it back into the other office. placing it down on the floor, he moves the other one next to it. Picking up a little model car from the desk, he drops it into one of the machines. The machine is quiet for a moment, then a loud buzzer sounds, and the car is ejected from the machine.

*Tsk* Clicking his tongue he picks up one of the machines, and with all his strength, slams it onto the ground. As he does there is no sound, no impact, but the machine turns to dust, leaving behind nothing. seeing this leviathans eyes go wide “Is this something here put by the game, just to make bank cards?!?” hesitating if he should get B8 to look at it, the dust from the other one catches his eye. Shaking his head, he puts the last one back on the desk in the corner.

Sitting back in the desk he looks out the small window in the front, he sees that it is completely night time now. Looking at the computer screen in front of him, he taps the screen. The screen lights up, displaying what could only be the desktop. Looking at the icons, most of them appear to be games. All of Snow Storm Entertainments game icons were on the desktop. Hesitating whether he wanted to see if he could actually play the games of not, he clicked on an icon with the name of the company. A new window opens and at the top were three tabs, cars in stock, application forms, and finances. Clicking the finances tab it switches over, showing all expenses for the month, income from selling cars, payroll, and that there is 3 platinum 500 gold in the company accounts.

Seeing the money on the screen a smile forms on his face, clicking on the company account, two options appear, deposit or withdrawal. Clicking on deposit a box and number pad appears, keying in 730g 78c 95c into the box. After pressing confirm he holds up the two cards next to the screen, just like Bianca did when he bought his armor, and in the next second the cards disappeared. Leviathan looks at his empty hand in shock for a second, before turning back to the computer. The account balance now reads 4p 200g 78s 95c. Clicking on deposit, he puts it all on his card.

Holding the card in his hand with a cheesy grin on his face “Hahaha now I have money!”

Bank Card: 4p 285g 33s 43c

Tucking the card back into his pocket he walks towards the building door, opening it slightly. “B8 I want you to slowly build up the walls with your new bots, also try to do it slowly when people are around, but if no one is looking go as fast as possible. we can't have people seeing cars just disappear from the lot, also don't open the gate, if anyone jumps it let me know”

A voice seems to transmit from multiple cars “Master, It shouldn't be a problem, I also have information about the ship. I should be able to completely convert it over the next four days, also now that I am studying the hover systems and propulsion systems, they will progress slower until I can make more bots to increase my processing speed.”

“That should not be a problem, when you are done, we can begin my plan.”

Closing the door he walks over to the hover disk B8 brought in, with the remote sitting on top. Picking up the control he felt a strange connection with the hover disk, with a thought, the disk shoots into the air, crashes into the ceiling, and falls back onto the ground. “Is this the same type of control they install in a cyborgs brain? If I dig it out of their brain, can I control their body?” frowning for a moment he tries extending his psi rang further than 100ft while holding the controller.

His psi extends just like normal “no effect? Maybe this isn't the same control?” shrugging his shoulders he wills the disk to slow lift off the ground. Walking over to it he tries to push it down with his hand. Seeing that he can't he slowly crawls on top, with plenty of extra space because it was designed for the fat man, he sits cross legged.

With a thought the disk begins to move around the room. Playing around for a few minutes, Leviathan hovers in the center of the room. “It's actually quite fun to fly around, It's like flying a drone"

Hopping off, he moves to sit on the couch, psi

Psi 168/220

“Close enough" picking a direction he shoots his ability as far as he can, after traveling over 1000ft he makes contact with a mind.

I hope things get better, all these armed soldiers walking about the street is making me worry the kings health is worse than people thi-

Psi 0/220

Int +17

Psi 17/237

“In a few days I'll come visit you, royal capital” expanding his psi field as wide as possible, it runs out after a few seconds

Psi 0/237

Int +1

Psi 1/238

Telepathy 50/100

Empathy acquired

Oh, a new ability? Whats it do. Empathy

Empathy: The ability to interpret the emotions of others.

“Is this even useful?!?” furrowing his brows slightly he looks out the window at the night sky either way, I wont be able to test it till tomorrow

Laying down on the couch, he closes his eyes.

*Dun dun dun dun* Thirteen men, fully armed like medieval knights were marching through a hall in a v formation. on their hips were beautiful golden scabbards. The hilts of the blades were black as night, decorated with fiery red Pheni dancing their way to the pummel. The pummel was made of a gem, the gem rotated and pulsed, like a yellow dwarf star. Their armour was black with gold trim, in the center of their chest was a golden Phoenix. On their heads were gold trimmed crusader great helms with a Phoenix claw design on the sides.

The leading man's armor was different from the rest, on his chest was a golden Phoenix surrounded by blazing flames, almost as if it was alive. His helmet, which he carried in his left hand at his side, was in the shape of a Phoenix head.

As they marched down the hallway maids quickly moved to the sides, bowing their head. Reaching a large gilded door they came to a halt. The leading man had a head of curly auburn hair, his eyes green as jade. His face looked as if it was sculpted instead of naturally formed, perfect from every angle, with sword like eyebrows gave off an aura of dominance.

“My King! The Phoenix knights have arrived!” the man's voice flows out like running water, filled with respect, and a hint of sorrow.

Silence flowed through the hall for a moment, before a weak voice finally responded.

“You may enter our chamber, Knight General Valen.”

The twelve knights break formation, standing off to the sides of the hall. Valen alone enters the door.

As he walks through the doors, a grand chamber comes into view. Extravagant art decorates the walls, marble statues on display, gold trim curtains hang from the ceiling, a pool of water filed with lotus and naked bathing women, and in the center of the room lies a bed.

In the bed lay an old man. His body, bones at this point, was filled with liver spots. Oh his head were strings of white hair. The man looked so weak that a simple sneeze may take his life, but his eyes, his eyes burned with the light of a thousand dying stars.

Valen quickly walked to the side of the bed, in one fluid motion he dropped down to a knee, at the same time his right hand slams into the ground with the sound of thunder, the ground splinters from the impact, and blood leaks from his gauntlet.

From clenched teeth “Your subject greets you, Your Majesty”

The old man's eyes glance at Valen for a moment, before returning to the bathing women.

The man's cracked lips part slowly “Valen, your body is not your own to damage, it is ours.” the old king is silent for a moment “we have watched you grow up into a fine young man. You have served us your entire life, just like your father, and his father before him.” the old king once again looks at Valen “For over 200 years your family has served us, we trust you more than our own sons!” the old kings eyes burn in fury “our only capable air died serving the Holy Empire, and only two dogs are left to inherit our throne!” the old king closes his eyes.

Seeing the king's eyes close Valen begins to tremble.

“Valen, our daughter is weak and young, we do not want our daughter to be a casualty of war" the old man takes a deep breath, his final breath. His eyes burst open like a supernova, his voice erupts like a volcano, and at that moment the old king regains all his majesty.

“Valen! Hear our order! You are to protect the Fist Princess with your life! This is the last order of Phoenix King Kladusa Quinten Von Ashman!”

“YES, YOUR MAJESTY!”

A smile forms on the king's face, as his body relaxes.

As the king dies bells sound throughout the Capitol.

Valen raises his head, tears streaming down his face, blood seeping through his teeth.

Light trickles into the room, and Leviathan is woken by the sounds of sirens and gunfire.

Jolting up Leviathan stares out the window. Smoke rises in the distance, on the streets soldiers are firing at each other. Not a single civilian can be seen on the streets.

Rushing to the door to get a better view, he sees the security robots forming a line blocking the door, bodies of soldiers litter the parking lot, and cars are swarming with bots.

“B8 what happened?? How am I just now waking up??”

A voice transmets from the security robots “Master, I used the bots to form a shell over your body to block the noise, as for what happened, I’ve learned that the king is dead.”

Leviathans eyes go wide “Fuck! That ruins my entire plan! Dam! Move to phase two then!”

Leviathan steps out from the shop.

“B8 fire the rockets into the city! Cause as much chaos as possible!”