Krull walks through the street.
The sky was dark with the stars and moon giving someone some light to see. The lamp that lit up by magic was the reason anyone could see what's in front of him at all.
Krull sighs as he speeds up. He walks towards his home and went in. His house wasn't much, just a cottage that had one room. However, something was off, there were papers, furniture, tools, and drawers pull out or were scattered everything.
Krull panic.
"Fuck! What did they take?" He said.
Krull search through the papers and tools. None of the papers were his research papers and all of his tools were broken which would cost him all of his savings to replace He then searches his drawers.
"D-Don't tell me that they took everything," Krull stutter.
He then turns to the back of the room. Krull walks to the back of the room where his bed along with a nightstand next to it. The drawer of the nightstand was open which made Krull even more nervous.
Krull peered into the drawer. It was empty. Krull drop to the ground and began searching frantically. He then found what he was looking after some time, and stood up holding the item.
The item was a quill with the feather being red with black streaks and a small ruby on the tip.
His hands shaking, Krull wills his mana into the ruby and the ruby glows.
Krull walks to his desk and crouches down and uses the quill to unlock a hidden drawer in the table. He slowly opens the drawer to see a journal that had its edge burned.
"No..." Krull whisper.
He picks up the journal and opens it and to Krull's horror, every single page in the journal was burned to the point that nothing could be read.
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"No, no, no, no...They took everything...All of my life work..." Krull whispers in despair, dropping to his knee. Then he notices something fell to the ground next to him.
"What?" Krull said.
He looks down to see an envelope. Krull picks up the envelope and opens it, revealing a letter inside. He pulls the letter out of the envelope and lets the envelope drop to the ground as he read the letter.
Dear, my ungrateful son,
'Krull, you, my ungrateful son, How many times do I have to tell you to come back and stop focusing on your silly experiments? I send warning after warning for you to come back home and you ignore all of them. And I know you burn them all.
So, this is my final warning for you, Krull. I have burned every single research paper you wrote, broke all of your equipment that you need and that one journal you keep all of your life work to be destroyed.
If you don't come back home the next week, I'll have you forcefully dragged back home and if you resist well, you'll be beaten.
Oh, once you come back home, focus everything on the Holden Family for this is your purpose. I will not have your talent wasted on silly projects.
I'll repeat this again, this your last warning.'
From, Duke Musk
And on the letter was a stamp that Krull knows all too well. The stamp was a man dressed in lavish clothing, holding a gold bar in one hand and a dagger in the other.
This was the stamp of the Holden Family.
Krull stares at the letter before ripping into pieces and stomping on the pieces while yelling angrily. The despair he felt turned into anger.
"THAT FUCKING BASTARD!" Krull roars. "All he thinks of is whether someone is of use to him and control!"
"Trying to turn us into loyal puppets that he can fucking use to gain more power!" Krull continues yelling. "And willing to kill his own fucking children if they aren't a use to him!"
"And he fucking sent me a letter like he is a civil person and not a fucking monster!"
After several hours of yelling, Krull calms down. "...I need to leave, now," Krull said.
He then begins grabbing everything he needs in a hurry.
"In a hurry, aren't cha?"
Krull stops and looks back to see someone, no, something with pale skin and hair, a face that looks like a mask, wearing a suit and wielding a cane, sitting in a chair next to Krull's desk, relaxes.
"What do you want?" Krull said warily.
Krull shivers. He felt like he was being stared directly into his soul, he feels like he was just an ant in front of that thing.
That thing didn't feel natural and felt that it shouldn't exist at all.
Suddenly, the thing was in front of Krull's face causing him to back up. The thing was smiling.
"To make a deal of course."