[AN: Krishna 'Calla' Ragnarok

Krishna is a name of hindu supreme god. His name means black, dark. Words of power: "Black" "Dark"

This one was made in a bit of hurry so I'm sorry for mistakes in advance...]

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[Time: Day of departure]

Alliance's Warship arrived at the orbit of the Planet Cerra Z1429:2

Blue spaceship was so large that it was easily visible to the naked eye as it was hovering right above their heads. It was first time Mersa saw a ship as big as that so she was totally hyped up.

An azure shuttle slowly landed on the surface and as the doors opened four people emerged from the inside. All of the observing students gasped in admiration. Not only Victor of Elf sub-race came but all three other White Wolves came too. Most probably they came because they were curious about the famous White Wolf Princess.

Rankers are treated as celebrities. And among them Victor was one of the most popular ones even outside the Alliance. He conquered many dangerous Caves and thanks to his enormous efforts the Kollos Alliance repelled the last advance of the Crimson Empire. A War Hero. What's more two years ago he became a 'C' Class Ranker which elevated his fame further.

Four newcomers looked at the white haired girl curiously, hailed as the most gifted being in the universe wolf girl was sheepishly looking at those people that stood at the pinnacle of power.

[Mistglan/Pricipal: It is time go.]

Hearing his voice made Mersa come back to reality and she excitedly advanced towards the shuttle, behind her two of her 'escorts' leisurely walked.

[Vorst: Now that I think about it, is Principal-sensei coming along?]

Difficult expression appeared on adult's face.

[Mistglan: Uh. Yes. There are some complicated circumstances...]

[Vorst: I see. Women huh.]

[Mistglan: Wh-wha?! No. You are mistaken. No way, not at all.]

[Vorst: Got it. *Eyes full of compassion*]

[Mistglan: Geh.. *depressed* Now that I think about this you don't seem to be affected by all of this at all.]

[Vorst: Mental fortitude. Besides no one is looking at me anyway.]

That was the truth, everyone was only interested in Rankers and Mersa, not many even spared a glance at the Principal, not to mention the 'powerless'. Marc shrugged, then he suddenly accelerated.

Right at that moment Mersa was climbing up the stairs that led into the shuttle, one of the White Wolves (male) was currently holding out the hand towards the little girl. Marc pupils contracted as a silent killing intent poured out... Silent killing intent, also known as 'hidden' killing intent are forte of assassins as they have to disguise their aura, is incredibly difficult to master, but what more incredible was the Rankers around the young Vorst couldn't even feel a thing. Hiding his anger smile bloomed on young man's face.

[Vorst: Mer-chan~ Wait for me!]

Just as she was about to reach out her hand she heard a voice calling out to her. As if a button was pressed she immediately stopped and turned around. With a shining smile she watched as an young male quickly approached, and when he arrived with a brilliant grin he grasped her hand and they entered together.

Ex-principal shook his head as he saw the playful personality of the child. Surely, after the black scorpion incident Vorst changed a lot. Sure he was quite playful before, but Vorst right now also had that those strange outbursts of thoughtfulness. Near death experiences change people, he nodded with a knowing look as he entered after the children. Too bad he was mistaken.

Young looking White Wolf frowned after the children passed him. What was that timing? The truth was that he was fixed on courting little girl, but the 'powerless' easily interfered in his plans. His name was Belien, an Upper Circle Tier in power. Handsome, talented and powerful he already conquered hearts of many women, this time he also moved with the intention of acquiring his target. In his eyes the young Mersa was a perfect candidate... But that 'powerless'...

***

[--Marc--: As suspected...]

Doors to his cabin opened despite being in the 'locked' state. Belien being a White Wolf had high security clearance and could enter nearly any place inside the ship.

[Belien: 'Powerless'.]

His voice was definitely pleasant to hear, but right now it had a cold feeling to it.

[--Lily--: Marc, it's wise to keep low profile right now.]

[--Calla--: Who cares, he doesn't have friendly intentions either.]

[Vorst: Oh, Mr. Belien.]

There was no surprise on face of the child, or more like his face remained unchanged as usual. Plus there was no change to his attitude despite the cold greetings of an elder. White Wolf discarded that small detail as he thought that 'the child' was most probably used to this treatment.

[Belien: 'Powerless', I will give you an advice. Stay away from Princess if you know what's good for you.]

Marc inside grinned widely. A threat huh? Normally he would annihilate an opponent who would dare to make such obvious threats at him, but right now he had to admit that his power was not sufficient plus killing him outright might affect Mersa in some way... He made a decision.

[--Marc--: Lily.]

[--Lily--: I hear and obey.]

Using his permission the demoness took a bit of control over Vorst's body. Now it's the time to show why in the Floating Castle she was hailed as the 'Master of Deception'.

Young Vorst tilted his head to the left with an confused look that depicted the true image of I-have-no-idea-what's-the-talk-about. With her 'Omen of Deceit' Loki's acting skills were impeccable.

[Belien: Listen closely, just keep...]

Just as Belien was to put a bit of a bloodlust into his talk he sensed someone approaching. The knocking could be heard on the other side of the door. White Wolf threw an intimidating look at the young child, but Vorst with an completely innocent expression immediately opened his mouth.

[Vorst: Please enter.]

With that doors opened and the former Principal of the Heran's Combat School entered.

[Mistglan: Oh, isn't it Belien? Am I interrupting something?]

[Belien: No, not at all. I was just giving young Vorst some pointers on training. I guess I'll excuse myself.]

[--Marc--: Haha, pointers on training? Pffffffffff... *burst of laugh erupted*]

[Vorst: Hello Principal-sensei.]

Mistglan shook his head as White Wolf left the room.

[Mist: Vorst, from now on call me Mistglan-sensei. And what he talked about?]

Child in front of him only shook his head with innocent eyes.

[Vorst: No idea.]

[Mist: "What a big difference from this morning... I guess he is just a child huh?" Well, I brought you cookies, but don't eat too much before lunch ok?]

[Vorst: Got it.]

Small boy answered now with regular relaxed expression with his sight locked on the box that the man placed on the table.

As Mist passed through the door he swiped his card through the terminal, with this security placed, Belien won't be able to freely enter anymore. Ranker's clearance was obviously higher than any Circle Tier. Mistglan's sense was way higher than Belien's so he immediately sensed him entering Vorst's room, that's how his timing was so perfect, what's more he heard whole conversation. But he completely fell for Loki's act.

[Mist: "With how oblivious he is my work will only increase..." *Sigh...*]

***

[Mersa: Aaan~]

[Vorst: Aa.. *nom nom nom*]

[Mistglan: ...]

[Mersa: Aaan~]

[Vorst: Aa.. *nom nom nom*]

[Mistglan: ... You guys...]

[Mersa Aaan~~?]

[Vorst: Aa.. *nom nom nom* hm?]

[Mistglan: You need to mind the surroundings! And Vorst can't you eat by yourself?!]

[Vorst: Hmm.. That's what Mistglan-sensei said. So Mer-chan?]

[Mersa: No. *resolute voice* I'll feed you. Aaan~]

[Vorst: *shrug* Aa.. *nom nom nom*]

[Mistglan: *Sigh....* "This is going to be a long journey..."]

Piercing glares were directed at the trio. Mersa didn't notice anyone besides Vorst, and he completely ignored them without care in the world reinforcing Mist's opinion of him as being oblivious to the situation he is in. Thus in the end only ex-principal was affected by the crowd.

***

Just as they were in the middle of the meal the alarm was raised. Food court which was previously packed with the onlookers immediately became deserted, they were trained men after all. Mersa started panicking, well it was natural as it was her first time, but Vorst reaction was different, he calmly looked towards the adult that was sitting besides him. Mistglan seeing the inquiry in his gaze calmly laughed it off.

[Mistglan: No need to worry, just continue the meal, with three Rankers we should be safe.]

Vorst simply nodded as he took Mersa's hand, feeling his warmth Wolf Princess instantly calmed down. Mistglan seeing that gesture was inwardly shocked, during the past week he noticed that the distance between Vorst and Mersa shortened quickly, now he understood why... This child... S-so STRONG... Having suffered through bad experiences in the past Mist was bad in dealing with the opposite sex. He was surpassed by a child...

With a swipe of his hand a large holo-monitor appeared in the middle of the now empty food court. On the screen various red spots appeared, and as it zoomed in countless metallic silhouettes appeared.

[Mersa: Mechs...]

A small whisper escaped her lips. Mechanical Bots commonly abbreviated as Mechs were a mass produced bot soldiers measuring around 2m. Possessing Energy Crystal as it's core it wielded the Photon Gun and were commonly used as a fodders in the battle. Mechs power was comparable to an 10 LST, with high specs and mechanical reaction speed allows it to win against an usual 'human' opponent of the same level, that's why anyone with power lower than HST was considered completely useless in the large scale war.

Behind the masses of Mechs a larger being could be seen. Measuring 2.5m they were similar but larger than bots. Mechanical Armor (M-Armor) could only be piloted by living beings. The amount of nano-photos to operate could be only found in HST and higher. As long as one could breach 10th LST barrier he would be capable of piloting one of those, as a result he could be enlisted in the army and receive quite a lot of benefits. Behind those an even larger machines appeared...

[Mersa: M-Collos!]

Kollos Alliance was a pioneer in this technology. Several millennia ago, when M-Armors were the peak of the power, there was a sudden event. A first ever being broke through the HST limit and entered the Circle Tier!

That being founded Athena's Institute and with a lot of efforts they created a new prototype. An 5m tall human-like machine required so much nano-photons input that scientists of that time were completely bewildered... But what shocked them more was that just one being was capable of powering it...

As machine named Collos entered the fray it wrecked so much havoc that it's name became an legend.

A first M-Collos and his pilot Elf Claire the Headmistress of the Athena's Institute.

That was a common knowledge.

The numbers of M-Colloses is incredibly small. Around 20% of populace is capable of entering the HST level, but only 0.01% is capable of reaching the Circle Tier.

Two armies rushed at each other, the sounds of photon bullets filled the air. In comparison to blades, photon bullets are incredibly weak and their main purpose is to weaken the enemy Photon Defense. The density of nano-photons in a bullet is just too low to be a serious threat, thus in the end it mostly comes down to a melee skirmish.

But it's not like there were no powerful range weapons. But all of them consume very high amount of Photons and require time to charge. And that was several M-Colloses were doing, staying in the back discharging powerful blast from their huge rifles.

It was first time for Mersa to see an raw picture of the thing known as 'War'. She shuddered as she saw many of the M-Armors disappearing one after another. Vorst hand grasped hers tighter... With him close to her White Wolf Princess felt her resolve re-ignited. She knew that on the path she chose one day she too will have to take lives, but... For him. For the sake of the boy she was close to she chose to raise her head and watch the battle. So that she will never, ever have to watch him lay in the hospital room again...

Mistglan seeing her reaction was incredibly pleased. Psychological barrier that 'War' imposes on the mind was one of the most difficult things to breach. In his life he saw many promising individuals being crushed under the weight of the pressure...

An hour passed...

Then things changed. New 'beings' entered the field.

Roughly 100 meter high.

In a shape of man.

A Mechanical God.

That's what the difference between the mere Circle Tier and Ranker Tier meant. A God and a mere man. Rankers may be classified into classes from 'F' as lowest to 'S' as highest but it wasn't a difference in Power. No. They all had similar amount of Power. The true difference was the 'ability'. Ability to fight...

Mistglan eyes became serious as he saw them. Three. Three Gods descended down the battlefield which caused Alliance's forces to retreat, as if to welcome the guests from the giant warship three other M-Gods came forth... Two sides stared at each other.

[Mistglan: ... *after a while of silence* Mersa... and Vorst.]

[Mersa: ?]

Marc noticed the uneasiness in the eyes of the former principal.

[Mistglan: I need to leave you for a while. But don't worry I will protect the ship, so nothing will happen to you.]

Young boy nodded in understanding.

[Vorst: I'll protect Mer-chan with my life, you don't have to worry.]

Seeing his resolute claim Mist smiled, then he stood up, and after a long jump he summoned his M-Armor and flew in the direction of the hangar...

***

On the outside two sides suddenly moved. When M-Gods crashed no other beings dared to interrupt. A enormous shock wave rushed past through the space. Thousands of Mechs were immediately shattered, hiding behind them M-Armors and M-Colloses continued to back off. They all valued their lives.

On alliance's side Victor released his powers as he shot out the powerful bullet of psychic energy, as it collided with the enemy M-God it immediately pushed him back thousands of meters. In the meanwhile two other gods dyed in white focused both of their attacks at one foe. White Gods showed characteristics of the White Wolves, besides ears they possessed powerful claws that immediately aimed at their opponent. Victor then engaged the other enemy. That was the advantage of the Elf and their incredible psychic powers! 3v3 immediately became 3v2!

But if they thought that it was going to be that easy they were mistaken.

***

Victor couldn't understand what was happening in front of him. The opponent that two White Wolves were fighting with suddenly slashed at him. With the incredible friction between nano-photons he was forced back and crashed into the one of the destroyers.

Photon Blasters fired upon the opposing Gods but they shrugged it off by raising their Photon Barriers. Two White Wolves were in terrible shape. One of them was missing a hand, while other had his torso armor cracked. Everything happened so fast!

***

Redwan was a powerful Ranker. Back in the days he was serving the Elzeath Empire, but after it fell he escaped to, at that time named, Crimson Alliance. Rankers are widely respected, so he was offered a position immediately. In time Crimson Alliance changed their policies and became a Crimson Empire, but he didn't care. As long as he had enough benefits it could be even called Crimson Dog.

[Redwan: Amateurs.]

Man snickered as he saw two White Wolf M-Gods approaching him in high speed.

Their claws collided with his arm armor as he the nano-photons created incredible friction. Just as he blocked one of the wolves he suddenly shifted his position causing it to fly several hundred meters away. To do so he received quite an decent amount of damage on his chest armor, but this was a time for his counter attack. With a punch he was released from a second one, and his hands moved towards the swords on his back. Within seconds barrage of sword cuts landed on the enemy. Following with a kick he knocked away the stunned White Wolf.

With a practiced timing he parried the second's Wolf attack. Suddenly glow appeared on his sword as he made a horizontal cut. With a desperate movement opponent's M-God sacrificed his arm to save life of it's operator and was thrown away by the force of the strike.

With that he rushed at the last M-God that was fully operational...

His third companion just came back and with him beating the Elven M-God was easy. If it was 1v1 against Elf then it could pose trouble for the man but as they 3v1'ed him the result was obvious.

Just as he was about to pierce the opponent's chest with his sword suddenly another sword appeared aiming for his hand. If it was the other two they it was certain that they would lose a limb or even their lives...

With a quick parry Redwan's M-God was blown away.

A silver M-God suddenly appeared. With a lion's mane but with tiger's stripes he was holding a large white sword. Other two immediately jumped back as they noticed their new adversary... The opponent before them... They never heard of him!!

No. Actually there was one person who recognized the M-God before him...

[Redwan: Mistglan...]