Julia’s p.o.v

            It was at least a million times that mum had said this to me, never trust strangers. Well this guy was as far as a stranger can be. He looked exactly like someone who would grab you and locked you inside the trunk of a car, drive you off and you’ll never be heard of again. At least in my eyes, because my mother had also been telling me to not associate with good, mysterious-looking guys. Especially with dark equally mysterious eyes. They were the most dangerous or so she said. A Ted-Bundy-Phobia, I guess. But you just can’t help but to pity him. He looked tired, sad and soaked. It would seem that I overlooked the fact that he was mostly covered in blood and there was a huge injury at his stomach as though he was stabbed. My conscience and the helpful side of me were having a war to whether help him or not.

            My conscience won. I was a filial daughter after all. But I did the least that I could do. I waved a hand and on my will, every drop of water from every inch of his clothes turned into steam. At least he’ll be dry when I leave him. He looked quite shocked of what I had done but I was used to it already. As I made my way through the gates of the temple, he suddenly grabs hold of my arm. I was quite taken by surprise and I was ready to drown him with rain water but as soon as I turned around to face him, he said, “…help,” and puked blood right on my face. It made me realize two things, of how tall he was, and how direly he needs my aid.

Klaus’s p.o.v

            I tried to move countless of times but I just couldn’t. My body won’t respond to me anymore. I was losing lots of blood in the heavy rain and I was losing my consciousness.

            “I can’t collapse like this! I must go on. I can’t die yet! I must find ‘him’,” I thought. Suddenly, a small figure in the heavy rain was seen approaching towards me. I could not see properly as my eyes were blinded by my massive amount of blood. When the figure reached me, it paused and wondered about as if not knowing what to do. I expected that as much. Such encounters happened to me before. Some just thought I was dead and fled away. Some were kind enough to give me scraps of food and left. I hate them. 

I thought that it would probably turn out the same way and turn a blind eye from me. But I was dumbfounded when the figure suddenly waved its hand and magically, every drop of water in every inch of my body turned into steam. “An elemental!” I thought. I was all the more shocked when the figure turned around and decided to leave me to my fate. 

The figure was kind enough to not let me get wet but it turned out that the figure was the same like the others. I felt disgusted. “If you’re just going to leave me and die then it would have been better to not do anything in the first place. It just got my hopes up but then painfully disappointed me. That’s why I hate people! They’re nothing but selfish scumbags!” I thought furiously. But right there and then, I direly needed help that I could care less and despite my body’s protests, grabbed the figure hoping that this time, someone would actually help me. However, that one move was fatal to me that I immediately fainted.

            My world was dark and lonely. I have been travelling from place to place hunting ‘him’ for the past five years. My determination was strong and firm. I have faced many life and death situations and I have nearly reached the brink of death lots of times. Along with the power that I gained and my family sacrificed, I will not stop my chase until I achieved my goal. 

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The light was blinding when I opened my eyes. I found myself in a temple-like place lying on a futon. My wounds were treated and bandaged properly and I felt that my strength was replenishing. Vaguely I could see a small figure sitting at one side of the corner of the corridor. It was the figure from last night. 

So it decided to aid me after all. Well, if I had not move, it probably wouldn’t. Then I observed the figure more attentively and finally realized that it was a girl. I’d never thought that I’d asked for help from a girl. Nonetheless, she had power, a gifted one from birth not to mention. I observed her with more focus but it seemed that she did not happen to have any signs of connections with ‘him’. I felt alleviated for a bit.

            “Who are you?” I asked in honesty.

            The girl turned her face to look at me. She appeared to be rather hesitant to talk.

            “The question here is who are you? I found you collapsed in front of our temple gates awfully injured. If it weren’t for me you would have been seeing the Vaitarna river by now,” replied the girl. I stayed silent. She seemed so uncouth. I was the one who was in a vile position. How can she be so inconsiderate? I guess she was the type of person that judges a book by its cover. But, I still can’t make any false accusation. Somehow, she gave off a different aura than normal people and curiously I felt like I could trust her. That kind of thought that emerged within me displeases me more.

            “I…don’t know who I am any more than you do. I am not the same as I was before. Though that’s what I presume anyways since I’ve thrown away my identity since long ago,” I replied and said what I could. The people I have met before have always been hateful people who were conceited and selfish aside from greed of their own personal gain. Apart from that were just enemies. Battles after battles, not once have I encountered anyone to be considered as a comrade. Naturally I did not expect her to become one.

            ‘What the heck kind of answer is that?!’ Julia thought as she furrowed her eyebrows somewhat indicating her displeasure. Julia released a breath to calm herself down. ‘Alright, let’s try this again,’ she thought.

“Well, I am the priestess of this temple. Since you are injured, you can rest here as long as you like. I am Julia Wincott. How about you?” asked Julia. 

            “…Klaus…Klaus Slerpner,” I finally replied.

            One has to know, Klaus had been by himself for around 5 years. His ability to converse normally with other people is somewhat lacking. After years of building distrust and hate towards those that abandoned him, he mind subconsciously reject everyone and thus unable to see the slight kindness and effort Julia made to get to know him and his circumstances.