《Re: Dystopia (Completed)》Chapter 15. Rising of a new Kingdom.
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King Oberun The Third is one of the most ruthless and vicious kings to ever exist. It took all of the Knights of the Continents to defeat him when he was at his prime state. Oberun was slayed in the battle with the Knights of the Continents but one of the Knights got seriously injured and three died and one dissapeared. Oberun ran his country with an Iron Fist in both meanings. He had the ability to turn his body into a metal and back at will that made it very difficult to defeat him without causing too much damage to the surroundings. One Sceptre had to send help from their Temple to completely defeat Oberun before he changed his body again to start healing. No one knows where Oberun's body is hidden at the moment.
- Book of Kings and Emperors, page 467
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I wake up in the Inn and notice the three girls already up and eating breakfast. That reminds me... I haven't eaten in how many years again? Did I ever eat to begin with? Well... If I don't need to eat then I won't. I go up to them and sit down aswell. Fyra immediatly grabs a fork with some meat and tries to feed it to me. I eat it because she offered it to me but... I feel the taste but it's like... It's... Not as good as it should be... I eat the things the others try to feed me but... It's still the same. It's taste is weird. Must be from the blessing. A couple minutes pass as we eat. I decide to tell them a plan I had in my mind for a while. Making a kingdom.
Mithneel: "Girls."
The girls look at me while still eating.
Mithneel: "I think it's time to tell you... I am planning on making a kingdom. I don't know where the Capital shall be though..."
They all look at me with surprise and food falls out of their mouth back onto the plate.
Fyra: "What do you mean... Kingdom... You need the Continent Knights to approve of your idea and then a Sceptre's approval letter to have enough right to even begin one... Do you have them?"
Mithneel: "If they go against my idea. I'll make them regret going against my idea. But right now I won't make it. I'll make a Battalion and try to make the White Tower my headquarters for now. The Kingdom will come later once I have enough people supporting me and possibly a very good capital spot."
Ren: "Phew... I thought you were going to declare war on the entire world right now... Wait... Make a battalion!? You want to make a Battalion!? You must be... Oh wait you are S-ranked... That should mean you can make a Battalion but the White Tower? How will you manage that?"
Mithneel: "Persuasion. I don't think my strength will do any good because I don't want to anger the citizens. I'll persuade the Head Guild and the City Master to award me for saving the expedition group and fully clearing the dungeon."
Ren: "That might work... Yeah that will work actually. You did save the lives of atleast one hundred and fifty men who were going to die to those two big bosses. I wonder why they thought the White Tower was different in the way of bosses? Mithneel... There is still one thing bugging me though..."
Mithneel: "What is it?"
Ren: "The bosses tried to bow to you right? It was quite clear that something was ordering them to attack but they were trying to bow to you... Why is that?"
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Mithneel: "Ah, right... I never showed you my Status like I said I would... Please do not think of me wrongly after this..."
I bring out my Status and show it to them. They stare at it with amazement and fright at the same time.
Ren: "Hahah... If I wasn't with you as your wife... I would call you a monster that is a god... A dungeon? How can you be a Dungeon? Is Dungeon really a race?"
Mithneel: "Yeah. Dungeon is apparently a race... Every dungeon in Dystopia is actually living."
I look at Meril who fainted after seeing Demi-god. Fyra fainted after seeing Demon probably. Ren was the only one who didn't faint but probably hasn't seen my attributes yet... She keeps reading until she reaches the Blessings and faints. Well... I would faint to if I was in their shoes probably. I wait for seven hours for them to regain conciousness. I let them read the Status again and this time they read it all without fainting.
Meril: "Hahah... I decided to follow a real demi-god..."
Fyra: "An elven demi-god wih Dungeon and Demon descent... What kind of Family Tree do you have...? And you have so many blessings... Do you remember why you have this many?"
Mithneel: "Nope... I only remember being born in a room filled with gods who sent me to this world soon after my birth."
Fyra: "So you are the savior of this world..."
I nod and take out my table. Something is wrong though... The voice I heard when I opened the table last time... It's... Stronger. More feminine...
???: "Master... Please... Release us... From this object... It's painful..."
I hear another voice... It's basically the same voice but it has a different ring to it...
???: "Master... Please..."
I close the board and put it away... What was that!? What is this board? I hold my head as I replay what just happened... Two voices came inside my brain... They appeared when I opened the board..
I bring out the board again and hear the same voices in my head.
Mithneel (inside his head): "How can I release you... I am not your master... I am only the one who summoned you here."
???: "Master... You are our master... The final two pieces on the board... The ones locked by the chains and the ones... With spears inside of them... Free them... They are us... The last world controller... Feared us... He was a coward... He abandoned us... And sealed us.... Help us... Master... The Last World Controller... He gave up... He was too weak.."
Mithneel (inside his head): "I will save you. I will deffinetly save you!"
I don't close the board but keep it close to me instead. I'll get to know these two voices. I look at the final two pieces on the board what unlock at Level Five... I am currently at Level Two... They look... Like they are in extreme pain... Chains holding them to the board and spears piercing every limb...
Fyra, Ren and Meril are looking at them too in shock. I look towards the girls.
Mithneel: "I must save them... I hear them inside my head. This board... It's not only to summon things... It's also a possible device for enslavement..."
I look at the girls enslaved in the board and see a faint holy aura eminating from within them. I sense no dark aura so it must mean the last world controller feared them because of the holy aura. I look at the two girls at the last two slots and notice they are crying for eternity until somebody unseals them. That somebody will be me... I keep the board open and close to me and I talk to the two girls inside my brain until Breakfast is finished.
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Mithneel: "Let's go to the Head Guild building. Let's make our Battalion."
Fyra, Ren and Meril nod and I start heading outside with the board open in my hand. I don't care if somebody asks me what this is. I won't just ignore them. But what about the other slots i've unlocked...
???: "Master... The slots you have unlocked... Have been freed by you... The other slots you haven't unlocked... Are still enslaved... Free us all... From the clutches of the... Rogue Gods and Devils..."
Rogue gods? Devils? I'll beat them into the ground if I meet them... I'll get them to free these souls in the board. But how did they end up inside the board even?
I ask myself questions for a long time and the two girls inside my brain talk to me constantly too. It seems that they are actually demi-gods aswell. They were about to ascend into godhood before a Rogue God stopped them and trapped them in the board. The Board existed before Dystopia was created and was used by the previous World Controller during the first two hundred years of Dystopia till three gods slayed the World Controller and the Gods assisting him.
We reach the Head Guild and I go inside to find the Princess there asking questions about me and the Attendant who I first talked to is trying to answer but doesn't know anything about me. I signal everybody to keep quiet as I just thought up a genius plan. I'll surprise her by appearing behind her.
I use my stop time ability and walk behind her and disable it. Nobody knows how I got there except the girls who were with me. The Princess is still basically screaming questions at the Attendant as the attendant is snickering because I am behind the person who is asking questions about me. Eventually everybody starts laughing and as the Princess turns around to look why there is so much commotion she screams as she sees me behind her. I start laughing too.
Mithneel: "Ah that was priceless! It was such a good opportunity. So... Why are you asking questions about me?"
The Princess: "You! You suddenly dissapeared after you saved us and told us nothing about you! You didn't even ask for a reward! Ofcourse I was going to come and search for you!"
Mithneel: "Ah... About the reward... I was just about to ask the Attendant to get the Guild Master here and possibly the City Master aswell. I already have a little idea. I'll make my own Battalion and the headquarters will be the White Tower."
Attendant: "You want the entire tower?!"
Mithneel: "Why not? I mean... I did save the expedition party from death and I am an S-class who has rights to create a battalion... And The White Tower has nobody occupying it anymore so it is completely free and a good choice."
Princess: "My guild probably won't stand for this... The current headmaster will come asking for a Magic Show Duel most likely... Your brawn won't do you any good then..."
Mithneel: "Magic Show? That should be easy for me. Well... Attendant... Can I get my own Battalion and the Guild Master and City Master to come meet me?"
Attendant: "The Guild Master will deffinetly come to meet a new S-class and the City Master too probably. Follow me to the Guild Master's room. I'll send a messenger to the City Master immediatly!"
Mithneel: "Thanks, Attendant."
Attendant: "My name is Noera, call me that instead of attendant from now on ok?"
Mithneel: "Ofcourse, Noera."
Noera starts walking upstairs and I follow her. We go to a regular but big-sized door and she opens it. When I enter an office appears and a middle-aged elf man is sitting on a chair doing some paper-work until he noticed me and immediatly jumps up to greet me.
Elf-man: "Ah! Mithneel! I've heard so much about you from Noera. She couldn't shut up about how an S-class just suddenly appeared to this city! Now... Why did you come here?"
He walks over to two couches and sits on one. I sit on the other one and the three girls with me do the same. I am still holding the board in my hand as I cannot close it and I know it levels up when I keep it open.
Mithneel: "I want to create a Battalion. It's headquarters... The White Tower that was recently cleared."
Elf-man: "Oh... That so? Oh and my name is Yel'Kio Hae'raan'ti vas Mand'Nor'Y. Just call me Yel. And... You do know that the Sons of Loki have had their eye on it for a while now. They probably will challenge you for rights over it."
Mithneel: "I can beat them in any way they think of. I just need you and the City Master who is being called over here to approve of my battalion and it's location."
Yel: "I'm fine with it... Seeing as you are an S-class and you seem powerful enough. I also heard that you were the one who truly cleared the top floor and the two extra bosses. The Sons of Loki thought it would be different but it wasn't right?"
Mithneel: "It was no different from a normal one. It was just going upwards and it was white because of it going upwards."
Yel: "Well... Let's wait for the City Master then."
We wait for a while and a good-looking young man enters with two fully-armed guards.
Yel: "Ah, Jion. You finally got here."
The man was Jion Uppeq. The City Master.
Jion: "Yel... I wanted to introduce myself!"
Yel: "Too late for that. I already introduced you to him before you even came."
Jion: "You always do that when I come..."
Mithneel: "Mind if we get straight to business? The sooner we get done the better."
Jion: "Ofcourse!"
The man walks and sits next to Yel. Jion gives off an aura of friendliness and non-aristocratness. He is just a commoner like us but selected to be City Master because of his good capabilitis as a leader.
Jion: "I heard the details on the way here. The White Tower as your headquarters huh? You cleared the top floor what was hailed as the hardest one so I have no problems with that. The Sons of Loki might have some problems with it though."
Mithneel: "I am prepeared for them."
Jion: "I'll get the paperwork done to hand you the rights to the Tower, Mithneel Evergreen."
Yel: "I'll create your Battalion and oversee it myself. Usually I would assign an attendant but I decided to oversee it myself this time."
The two head off somewhere leaving me behind in Yel's office. I go outside with Fyra, Ren and Meril.
Fyra: "Well that went by fast."
Ren: "Truly, they had no objections against you."
Mithneel: "I expected it to last a couple hours... But it barely lasted two minutes. I guess they don't want to mess around with the White Tower as it is the city's landmark and they would be honored to have an S-class make it their headquarters..."
When we go outside the Princess is collapsed on the floor from fatigue for some reason. I look around and see another man running here aswell.
Princess: "Brought... The headmaster... Of our... Guild..."
Mithneel: "This process is going by faster than I thought."
I go up to the man running to us and he is half of my size.
Headmaster: "Mithneel Evergreen! I.. Challenge you... To a duel... For the rights of owning... The White... Tower!"
He is breathing heavily because of fatigue aswell.
Mithneel: "I accept the duel."
I wait for the headmaster to catch his breath and replenish his stamina until we begin the duel.
Mithneel: "What kind of duel?"
Headmaster: "We shall show off our magic in the sky and the one who has the better looking magic shall win. I will go first to demonstrate."
The headmaster casts a spell what makes a fire tiger run in the sky towards the sun and dissapear. Fancy...
Headmaster: "Like that. Go all out please."
I nod. Could I turn around time? Hmm... I concentrate on the Stop Time Ability to use it the other way... I'll make all time in the world stop until the Moon comes up. The world stops for hours for me as I wait and see the Moon in the spot the Sun was. I assume my position from before and deactivate my ability. I am not fatigued at all and it seems like I did nothing. Everybody looks around in shock as the Sun suddenly turned into the Moon. I grin and shoot out six different types of magic. Mid-air the magic beams turn into dragons from Chinese culture and starts turning towards the Moon in a circle. The six types of magic are the ones they all probably know of, the basic ones. Darkness, Light, Fire, Water, Air and Earth. The dragons spin for a while until they turn into one big dragon. The Dragon turns violet and roars. The roar actually is hearable and the dragon dissapears into the night sky. I disspell it as soon as it is out of sight.
I use my stop time ability to turn it back into day time. Well... I just wait till the sun gets back into the position the Moon was at. I am surprised my idea to use the ability to stop the world's time worked... An entire day passed by but they barely noticed it.
I actually didn't go all out and still could make many more of those dragons.
When I stop using my ability and the sun comes back up the entire audience looks at me and the air in surprise. It's like a miracle just happened and they don't know how to explain it. The Headmaster looks at me like I am a monster compared to him.
Guess I made my existence a little too clear?
Headmaster: "That... Is your ability?"
Well... I'll just lie right now. If I tell them it's not they probably do something stupid.
Mithneel: "Yes, it is. But it does no damage to anything and is only for show basically. I have no idea what the ability can do because I used it on some weak bandits but it didn't even scratch them for some reason."
Well... If I was to aim it at this city the city and atleast thirty kilometers arund the city would instantly dissapear. And this isn't an ability even. I see the headmaster sigh.
Headmaster: "I can clearly tell I lost... Nobody has ever bested me in a Magic Show Duel... But you just bested me and made a miracle come true with an ability... How much Magical Power do you have?"
Mithneel: "I can use the fake dragons only once a year... They are scary looking yes and can probably scare an entire army to run away but it does no damage. So please do not tell anybody of this."
Headmater: "We won't. We know that it would be a lot of trouble for the city if talks about this would spread. Kings would instantly try to constantly take over the city to find the person who caused the dragon to appear and they would trouble this city... Is that right everybody?"
Everybody nods but I see faint lines of magic coming from one point. Mind magic? Artimael... Yup that is deffinetly Artimael helping me right now. Better thank him later...
I went a little too much all-out and dangered a lot of things and possibly would've ruined my chances of being hidden...
Mithneel: "Well... I guess I'll go and get my White Tower set up then..."
I start walking away after throwing a glance at the spot Artimael was at... I hope it was Artimael atleast. I head towards the White Tower that I just won thanks to a duel what I was going to win by using one dragon probably. Even one dragon might be too much... Ah no matter.
When I reach the White Tower after I walked for half an hour I notice a huge sign already in place with two papers attached to it. I read the papers and one of them is about my Battalion's founding and the other is about me as the owner of this place. These people work quickly...
Now.. What will the name of my battalion be? It can't just be 'Battalion'...
Author's Note - I am asking this of you all again! I want some cool names for an OP characters group! Remember... This will not be the Kingdom Name so suggest anything.
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