Alrighty! It's been like forever with this damned bird now. But one thing he did though is give me a rough account of what happened when I was knocked out.

So we know that after I jumped off Mt Seer mum got pretty pissed and ended the war ASAP and quickly declared a few days of morning but that's just on the surface. Its much more gloomy within:

Silence, absolute silence almost as sharp as a double edged sword, it pierced the 18th like an unrelenting blade. These people were morning the death of their king and prince. It was their funeral time (Idk if you know how offensive it is to hear you're being buried when you're alive but it's a real disturbing feeling)

Queen Marianne and Mona adorned in all black from head to toe, their eyes filled to the brim with tears, but held back to keep the tribe in order.

They sorrowfully watched as the coffins were carried in, with no remains, their images and a few of their not so precious belongings were installed on and in the coffin respectively.

First was that of the late king Viktor V. Vanrouge. Viktor was a man of 40 years orangish brown hair a full beard and a thick moustache, very muscular and taller than Erik by a bit with red eyes, in short very dashing (but sadly flowless). He was the only son in the immediate family of the late king thus he was heir by proxy(thank God he married mom otherwise the 18th would have been colonized long ago). But he made up for his flowlessness with S+ weapon craftsmanship said to rival the weapon makers on war continent(War continent also contained weapon makers and battle beasts (distant relatives of the lots). He was credited with having developed King Izik's sword and Queen frosty's ice fan. He was a gem of a person and an overall merciful king.

Apparently, by valt's record also, he was said to have been stabbed through the chest by King Pitch and flung into the horizon by his infamous black mist(to certify his death no doubt, but I mean jeez, bro was powerless that's where mercy comes into play, I swear I'm going to dismember that animal)

It was laid before a great portrait of his. Mona didn't hold back anymore and started weeping. Marianne comforted her. Then slowly followed the coffin of the chaotic genius, the 18 year old Erik V. Van rouge. That was when the whole kingdom burst into mourning ( I really got teary eyed hearing this)

Then basic customs y'know songs were sung.

Singing

Singing

Still singing

Then psalms of the king

Psalms

Psalms

Then of the prince

Psalms

Psalms

More psalms

Jeez these guys had a lot of psalms

(I know I should take this more seriously but also, I mean should a totally alive guy be weeping for his own burial story - Nah, heck no)

Then shockingly visitors from other tribes came (King pitch dared not show up lol)

Visitors from the 1st, 2nd, 4th, 9th, 10th.... Basically all except the constituent tribes of the 21st. They offered their condolences (man this was where I was touched) but yet still some just payed a visit to mock the 18th or to gossip.

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Then finally the prayers to guide their souls to the afterlife.

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After the burial though, Marianne and her chiefs went somewhere, it was the samsara cave! The cave containing over 1000 rare elements whose existence had caused the war.

Queen Marianne sat upon a rock in the cave.

'Chief Sanders'

'Yes ma'am'

'Make the most of this cave'

'I feared you would abandon it after the after-effect it had on the monarchy'

'Your fears have been relieved' she said 'Maximize efficiency and increase anonymity'

'With great pleasure my queen'

Alright time to cut in again just for your info the 20 tribes are divided into 5 provinces 4 tribes in each province. A Krieger of a power level almost or even equivalent to that of the ruler of a tribe is assigned to guard each province called an imperial guard. They are subject to immediate replacement on the event of their death.

Kevin de Tigre, Hal Neo, Wendy Stoker Jane Flux, Karl Earl each guarding the 5th 4th 3rd 2nd and 1st provinces respectively with Kevin de Tigre being the strongest by a long shot, his flow is called Burning Song ranked 5th of all registered flows, a very close friend of Viktor's(being his indirect cousin) and a father figure to myself and Mona. He is 31 years old and feared across the continent. He guarded the Samsara cave he was rumored to have been able to take out an entire army by himself but imperial guards were supposed to be impartial and only fought province level attacks hence he couldn't help out in the war(regretfully)

'Kevin, please do your best to prevent this place from being discovered, I did not ask you to lay down you life in it's defense though. Mona and I simply cannot lose you!'

'Yes my queen, please do reduce your tears. I personally volunteer to train Mona in the cave'

'Thanks for the favor'

'With pleasure'

Great, Mona my 15 year old sister was getting state of the art training in a cave filled with over 1000 rare elements which could significantly boost her strength. Training with my uncle, the strongest imperial guard said to be capable of rivalling Izik Jaykob and here I was stuck with dealing with some talking bird in an abandoned forest, perfect luck

He seemed to have read my mind though because at that exact moment.

Pah! A knock on my head

'The hell valt!'

'You envy your sister?'

'Of course, look at the conditions'

'You want training?'

'Of course, you think I'm a slouch or something'

'Your words not mine'

'You... What are you anyway?'

'Me? Valt feath...'

'Not who, what?'

'I'm from the war continent, a battle beast' said valt

'Noble blood, the fourth prince' he continued 'They call me valt the terrible. 1000000 does I have slain'

'Then what the hell are you doing here?'

'Banished, it was a plot, even betrayed, turned to a vagabond! All for the throne'

'Screw the throne, you being a vagabond is much cooler'

'You mean it?'

'Definitely, I can't imagine you being forced to have manners while ruling some ungrateful subjects!'

'That's really sweet to say, although I need to clear my name'

'Definitely!'

'And you need revenge, so, fair deal' he said 'You will have to accompany me to the war continent though'

'What!'

'For your training, it's the best place in the Triplains!! Not to mention I have a full stock of training materials'

'Alright let's go!'

'You fool, you'd die almost immediately if you entered the war continent without knowing how to survive extreme conditions, having great physical strength and decent mana control. There's always soon great fight or the other there, thus the name'

'So what now'

'Training, lots of it'

'Whatevs, bring it!'

'Sit, let me examine you'

'Examine? You don't mean....'

'Shut your trap you unholy Krieger!'

Kah! I sat with my legs crossed in the manner valt had told me to.

Then valt levitated, closed his eyes and spread his wings seemingly examining me

Just then

'Holy cow!' he screamed 'Have you been like this for 18 years?'

'Yeah' I said while rising from the ground 'What's wrong?'

'Ignorant Kriegers, I will shape you into a powerhouse. Come, come it's time for your training!'

'Which one?'

'I think we should start with muscular and physical training'

'Hmph' I sighed regretfully

'What, you think you can call those biceps?'

'Yeah, c'mon look at the buff' I said while flexing my arm muscles which regretfully showed no buff you couldn't even call it a lump goddamn why did this bird have to be right about everything, it was stifling y'know

'Buff, ha! That won't harm a worm in my continent, plus look at those triceps'

'Alright I get'

'Plus such weak quadriceps'

'I get it you damn bird, scram!'