Although night had fallen, as per usual the city itself had not fallen asleep, wether it was the men drinking at the pubs cheering and singing, or the occasional brawl that would break out every few hours, the sounds of the nightlife penetrated the stary sky.
The church of Arkan situated almost at the center of the town was one of only buildings that did not seem to be a part of the the nightly festivities.
Which was why no one noticed the figure clothed in black moving through the halls, lights around the church were all off except from sleeping quarters where people who worked for the church but had no home stayed, like orphans, widows and what not.
The figure looked almost like he was gliding across floor, with soft steps he ensured that his presence was not discovered. He reached a wall and after examining the surrounding area ensuring his presence was still undetected.
He pushed on one of the slightly protruding cobblestone blocks which made up the wall. He pushed on the first but nothing happened, so he pushed in another which still didn't budge, he tried another one, again and again but nothing happened.
He was shaking with visible frustration, was the information a lie.
"Those crazy demon worshippers, they can't even be sure about their information" he mummered, "I'm definitely going punch that old man" he said pulling out a small glowing ball.
"could you tell who that 'old man' is I'm a little bit lost" a voice said speaking directly into his ear.
'when did he get behind me' the masked figure thought, he was surprised but kept his calm he wasn't some noob on a first job, he knew any wrong move could land him in trouble.
Without warning he lunged forward, rolling on the floor before standing up to look at his opponent face to face.
"A teleportation item, I've heard these are hard to make" Michael said twirling the glowing purple ball in his hands.
"hey how did you" the masked man opened his clenched hand that once held the same purple ball that Michael was now casually twirling around.
"You weren't paying attention so I just took it" Michael said as a matter factly. He dropped the ball on ground before stepping on it and crushing it some fews seconds later.
"Now I have a lot of questions about why your here and who sent so just come with me" Michael walked closer to him as he said these words, as he got closer to the masked man a projectile whizzed passed the right side of his face, drawing blood from his cheek.
The masked man was enraged, not only did this man destroy his easy way home but now the same person thought they could catch him, he was definitely killing this person before leaving.
Blobs of water began to form in the air, they stopped growing already the size of a bowling ball continuously wobbling as hung in the air. "[Pressure stream]"
High pressure jets of water beamed out of the blob at high speed aiming for Michael.
Seeing this act retaliation Michael sighed, "so you decide to do this the hard way", as the jets of water reached him they were were all blocked causing them to bounce off the hard surface and rip through the wall, cleanly slicing every thing they reached.
Michael was unimpressed, and the masked man didn't seem to notice as he continued firing at him, the reflected water beams cut through the building leaving deep marks along the floor walls and ceiling.
After firing for a while the anger he once felt turned to frustration,"How aren't you getting hit!!" he protested, but there was no reply.
This made the man in the mask very much angry, pressure beam was his strongest skill, but that was a bust so he decided to use his final resort.
"I told them I wouldn't need this, but if I have to" he cut himself off chugging down a strange red liquid from a tube.
'Well that doesn't look good" Michael thought, he watched as the mans body deform, his body grew three times larger, he's arms were more muscular and along with the black horn on his head his skin was a deep crimson, all that was left of the clothes he once wore were his his pants barely holding together.
"Strong.....I feel so strong, they might be demon worshippers but they know there stuff" he said, his voice was noticeably deeper than before.
"You, your scared aren't you, I can feel it I'm stronger than you" he squatted tensing up his leg muscles before lunging towards Michael "SO DIE!!".
As he watched the intruder coming at him, his face was more or less the same except for the look of disgust mixed in with the boredom on his face.
The two were barley a foot apart, when there was a bright flash of light by the intruders head, he moved to block as he was sure that this light for whatever reason was carrying an intense amount of killing intent.
He blocked bracing as hard as he could but nothing came, he opened his eyes to find the world spinning around him he wasn't sure what had happened but he was currently airborne headed for the floor.
He felt lighter, but he soon realized that it probably because his body was a few feet away from him or atleast what was left of his head.
"It's true you were stronger than me, but I was never your opponent since you jumped away from me" all the intruder could do was watch Michael's mouth moving, unable to understand what he was saying as the world got darker and darker.
"I didn't peg you as a liar" a voice said as a figure dressed in a white nun outfit stepped forward with two swords shining in a golden light in each of her hands.
"I don't know what you're talking about, but do you really think you can lecture me about lying Miss Masha" Michael shot back .
There was no reply for a while until Masha replied, "I thought I told you not to call me that" she said with a little sigh.
Michael didn't respond to the question,"I never even got to ask you, is he the one" he was referring to some who wasn't there.
"He might not remember me for whatever reason, but that aura, is unmistakeable" she finished the sentence with a dreamy smile, her eyes still covered with a cloth.
'But master why do you also have the aura of those three barbarians' her smiling expression turned to one of confusion.
Michael just watched her with a look that said, "what the hell is she thinking about", before turning back to the already dead corpse.
'Demon worshippers huh? It seems we do not have much time' he thought to himself before walking away leaving Masha to clean up the mess
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Back at the castle Kyle was in a bit of a predicament.
"5998,5999,6000,6001....." Fiona was sitting on Kyle's back as he did push ups non-stop.
"So Kyle has a wife in another dimension, but not only a wife he has three kids as well" Rea said trying to understand what she was just told, her expression changed a couple of times as she was deep in thought
"It's okay if you're angry but you have to.... Ow" Kyle flinched as Fiona punched his spine.
"I'm not angry because you have a wife and kids.. well that's part of it, but I'm more angry that you're just telling us this now " Fiona said with a sad voice, she then put her palm on his back causing him to stop as he came up,"Kyle we love you so much, you can have as many wives and kids as you want,but no secrets okay?"
He nodded slowly, which seemed to be the correct answer as she got up slowly before walking over to the bed sitting beside Rea.
Kyle hadn't even got up completely yet when Rea jumped on him sending back to the ground with his back on the ground with a grin on her face.
"Kyle I want to see them "
"See who?" Kyle was trying to guess who she was referring to.
"Our daughters of course" she answered
Most female dragons along with their possessiveness had a very strong maternal instinct, even if the children didn't belong to them, just being offspring of there significant other basically meant they were by relation their kid, and they would shower them with as much love as they would their own kids.
Kyle could see the eagerness in her eyes which was a little confusing, no one would normally be this happy about taking care of kids that aren't their, but he already knew that Rea would never pretend for any reason at all, she genuinely wanted to see the girls.
Kyle searched through his memories trying see if he could find a way to get to them.
[You have activated the title >King Of The Frozen Abyss<]
As heard the sound of the system prompt, before being able to fully understand the words displayed on the light blue screen he felt a connection.
Like several long strings transversing space and time, but among them four of them glowed extremely bright, he decided to follow one of where it was tethered to, hopefully it would lead him one of the girls or their mother.
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Back in the abyssal realm, the castle was more than than it had been in a while, every one was doing something , well most of them were.
In a room on the west side of the castle, the door was left ajar, it wasn't enough for any one to peak through, but it was big enough for the sound to escape.
"Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm♪" , a little girl who looked about 7 years of age, with hair the same shade as Enric , sat at the window humming as she looked out of the window, her resting face looked as cold as the air that flowed in the abyss, she wasn't sad she was just bored.
With the absence of her father the man who was the central pillar of the abyss, constantly regulating the spread of "Fear" and "Ice Element" which were chaotic by nature swallowing everything they touched, all inhabitants of the abyss were sent into hibernation to prevent them from absorbing excessive amounts of fear and Ice to prevent overloading.
Now she was awake but there wasn't really anything to do in the abyss, she wasn't a good ice skater and other options for fun were a bit too dangerous for her.
She just outside, observing the the perpetual neverending snow that fell but never piled up.
"Hello" the little girl immediately sat up looking around as a was sure she was alone in the room.
"Hello, Mina , Stella?" She called her sisters names wondering if they were the one.
"Hello, Skye?" The voice called again, she finally realized, this was a man's voice.
"who's that?" she said looking side to side with a cute serious expression on his face.
The voice belonged to Kyle who was communicating with her telepathically.
Atleast he was trying to.
"Skye, it's me... umm....Papa"