-Break-
Standing outside a door completely dolled up with other girls, I take a deep breath in and out. My handshakes slightly; I guess I am nervous to finally meet adventures, my idols. Though, I guess this isn’t the context I hoped to meet such people in.
As the door opens, we all walk in and see a bunch of ruff and rowdy people, men and women with weapons and other trinkets drink their hearts out, just like I imagined.
Upon seeing all of us especially myself they start to cheer and say the usual dirty talk people do. One walks up to all of us and says, “You’re all just a gaggle of beauties, especially this one in front.”
Moments later he grabs my boob, and says, “And there quite soft.”
Clearing a table, he picks me up and slams me down into it, then starts to unbutton his pants.
“Looks like Peter can’t wait to get stuck in.”
“His fast nature must be one that carries into the bed as well.”
“Say that again fucker!!”
“Don’t get mad, it is simply a fact.”
“Then let’s take bets.”
“Ok, then I bet he last 1 minute.”
“30 seconds.”
“I doubt he even makes it inside her before bursting.”
“Fuck you all! I bet I’ll make her finish three times before I finish once, whores are easy after all.”
Hearing them say a whole lot of other vulgarities, I completely block their words out in favour of my own thoughts.
I know that no matter one's station or job, being a decent person or not is irrespective of all that. I have met men who are the lynchpins of their societies who are utter crap, and men who are no more than common workers who are angels in human form, and the inverse is true as well.
But deep in my heart I had hoped the adventures that I read stories about were different, but there no different than normal. I have nothing to be nervous about, I have done this thousands of times. Putting my hands around his neck, I kiss him and say, “Darling I’m waiting.”
As a look of elation overtakes his face he starts.
-Break-
All of the people here are rough and coarse. The sex I have here is different than the one in which I was in control, I was merely a tool for pleasure here instead of a partner.
I would have to keep going until they were satisfied and the only time I got to eat, and rest was the small periods between them stopping and starting. I felt like I was being tortured, it was hell. But at least I could handle it, unlike the others.
As one man is on top of me, I ask, “What happened to the girl with the short hair?”
“She died, her body gave out; it seems she had a weak constitution.”
With the absence of the Marines, they can’t even be punished for such a thing, not like they would care. But I can turn this situation into a benefit for me.
Repositioning him with me on top, I continue and say, “Then if I can fulfil you for two people, will you double the pay?”
Smiling, he says, “If only you can keep up.”
My days like this continued for so long that I eventually lost count, the only thing that kept me safe in this hellscape was the images of my family. And so, this went on until one day.
“Where finished with you, we have found a way through the blockade so we will be leaving.”
“So, what about my payment?”
Throwing me a bag of Lupas, he says, “There is your reward for being a good girl.”
Looking into the bag, I say, “This is no where enough!!”
“You’re lucky, the only getting that much since all the other girls died. be grateful whore, or should I say Nehalennia!”
Shocked, I say, “How do you know?”
“Another one of you whores informed me of your identity, I am sure going to brag about this!!!! If you feel like getting off the island as well we will bring you along but your body will be the only acceptable payment.”
As he leaves, I simply pick up myself and walk out, then keep walking with my thorn clothes all the way to the market, people stare but I simply don’t have the energy to waste. I buy crystals and then start to walk home.
Remembering the familiar path, I start to get happy and speed up on my way home. “I am so close, I am so clo-.”
Suddenly I am struck on the side of my head and fall to the ground. Then over my body, I hear people say, “Take the crystals already.”
From my arms, they rip the crystals out and run away. Their clothes were filthy and their arms were thin.
After a few moments, I gathered all my strength and just started to limp home. While I do I break down and just cry, unable to do anything. “Warwick, Maria, Tana, I need to see you.”
I continue towards me house and open the door but what I see is Warwick screaming, “Don’t go, please Morgan isn’t back yet.”
Warwick is kneeling beside the bed, under the sheets, both Maria and Tana lay with the infection throughout their bodies.
Immediately, I run toward their bedside, and say, “No, no, no, no, no, NO!!!” Looking at Warwick I say, “What is going on!!!?”
“2 months ago, it started to spread, and we had to use more and more crystals, but we ran out 3 weeks ago, and haven’t been able to get more.”
Reaching out her hands, Maria says, “Sister!”
Grabbing it, I say, “I am right here Maria, right here.”
“It hurts so bad, I can’t see anything and can barely hear. So could you check for me if Tana’s breathing.”
Looking over at Tana’s body beside her, I see no movement as if he is already dea-. “Maria, Tana is sleeping right now, he will wake up soon and when he does I am sure he will want to talk to you!!”
“That’s good to hear, I am happy he is still alive. Because he is going to become a fantastic marine. While I will be an amazing hairdresser, and you will be the best grandmother ever.”
“Yeah, we all will, so just keep holding on and get better.”
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Feeling her arm become more and more lifeless, I hear her say, “Of course I will because I have unfinished business, I still need to tell Warwick I love him, no more messing around when I get better. Just watch m-.
Maria's hand becomes lifeless in my hand, So I shout, “MARIA, TANA, PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME, PLEASE DON’T GO. I AM NOTHING WITHOUT YOU, PLEASE STAY WITH ME! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DON’ T GO.” Crying my eyes out all the while, until I fall unconscious.
-Break-
Opening my eyes, I see a blanket covering my body and my head tied up with Warwick lying beside me with swollen eyes. But even seeing this depressing sight I can’t even react.
Suddenly I hear a familiar voice outside. This voice is something I will never forget.
Running outside, I pick up the sharpest rock I can and run around until I find the source of the voice. Seeing the door to a tattered tiny house, I burst it open with the full weight of my body.
When I do I see a man and women; the two who stole from me. Taking the rock I try to smash the man’s head, in and say, “YOU THIEF!!!”
The wife hits me pushing me off, but with the rock, I smack her across the head, then hit the man right in his kneecap with it. As they are both at my mercy, I prepare to strike the man’s head in but then I hear, “Momma, Papa?”
Out of the corner of the room, a little boy, with the plague through the left side of his body walks up. Immediately the man says, “Alex go back to the corner of the room.”
“But.”
“JUST GO!”
His scream, makes me look around the room, and see how tiny, dirty, and smelly this house is. They have no money at all. Not a single thing in this room is worth a single Basileia crystal.
I drop the stone, walk out of the house, and say, “I’m sorry. Go tuck your son into bed.”
Walking back to the house, I stare at the bodies of my siblings and Warwick, and cry yet again. I cry for so long that I swear all the water in my body has left.
And when I finish, I pull my hand close to my heart and steel my resolve.
-Break-
Walking into her residence in the dead of night, I say, “Granny Fatima.”
“Nehalennia where have you been!?”
“GRANNY!!!” As she stops, I say, “The lord of Basileia is unmarried right?”
Shocked, she says, “He is.”
“I see, then I need your help.”
-Break-
Φ Opening my eyes, I wipe my tears and see that not only Morgan but Tana, and Maria are gone. Shocked I get up and look around and come across a letter.
Picking it up I read it, then dash out the house. As I run the words from the letter play on repeat in the back of my mind.
To Warwick
I thank you so much for what you have done not only for my siblings but for me, it the last few years the only person words who have truly touched my heart are you and I thank you for reminding me of who I am. You truly are family to me.
But sorry but I have to leave because I have found a goal to dedicate my life to, a dream like you’re. No, the dream I have found is dirty and nothing like your wonderful one, but it is something I have to do, and because of that we will never meet again.
I am sure you will become the greatest admiral ever, catch a bunch of bad guys, save lots of people, marry a princess, and go down in legend. Because of all the men I have met, you’re the best. Bye Warwick, love you.
I run, run, run, and keep running until I reach the brothel where she walks. Bursting inside, I scream, “WHERE IS MORGAN!!” But the people there simply stare and then ignore me.
So I keep running up to them one after another and ask, “Have you seen Morgan?” But they just ignore me.
“Hey kid, are you Warwick?”
Turning around I see an old lady, so I say, “Do you know Morgan?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Where is she?”
“She left the island.”
“How, isn’t there a blockade?”
“Some adventurers found a way off and she hitched a ride with them. She also asked me to take care of your brat.”
“You mean those people who hurt her?”
“Yes.”
I immediately try to run for the door, but the old lady grabs me and says, “Where are you going?”
“To look for her!”
“She is long gone, she left whilst you slept.”
“I am still going.”
“HOW ARE YOU EVEN GOING TO REACH HER, SHE ISN’T ON LAND ANYMORE!?”
“I WILL SWIM THEN. AND IF I DON’T CATCH UP, I WILL STILL LOOK, THROUGH THE MOUNTAIN, AND THROUGH THE DESERTS, THROUGH THE FOREST, AND THROUGH THE STORMS UNTIL I FIND HER.”
“WHY DO SOMETHING SO STUPID?”
Φ Looking back at me, Warwick says, “Because I don’t want to be alone!!! Father, Mother, Tana, Maria, Morgan, they are all gone, they all keep leaving me. So, I won’t let anyone leave me again.”
Falling to the ground, he cries, Warwick says, “I need to go.”
Giving the crying boy a hug, I say, “You’ve definitely left me with some work Morgan.” I continue to caress the young boy as he cries his heart out.
-Break-
Sometime later
Continent: Terrafide
Location: Arendaia
Φ As the party dragged on, I stand in the corner with a drink in my hand, and look upon this sham. The people in front of me are all boring and lifeless money grubbers, who I must surround myself with.
Ever since I was a child, I have had to surround myself with this trash, who have always tried to suck on my milk like starving kittens. Oh, look an annoying one has showed up.
“Nodar what are you doing at this party today? Oh wait let me guess now that the plague has vanished and the demand for your crystals has gone down, you’re looking to strengthen your bonds with the rest of us again, aren’t you.”
“Tyler Anwunta, you’re looking good for a man whose marriage proposal to the Kritz family widow got shot down. And following that embarrassment she proceeded to save the Kritz family from utter destruction. Now when you add that and the fact that the Animus family have been coming up in your own country, it seems that you aren’t doing too well.”
Standing beside me, he says, “Your tongue is as horrible as ever, and eventually the Zterytavis will be mine giving me a foothold in Skydust, and then I will crush the Animus family.”
“Whatever you say.” Even though I insulted him to his face, he just took it because like everyone here he is obsessed with Basileia crystals. Boring scum, when will I finally find someone intere-.
Seeing a beautiful woman walk into the ballroom, I drop my drink.
Beside me, Tyler says, “That’s one elegant lady, who is she with?”
Seeing people gather around her, I walk towards her, and hold out my hand, then ask, “Will you please take my hand and dance with me?”
Grabbing my arm, she elegantly brings me to the dance floor and begins to spin with me. As we dance our bodies move in such perfect motion, to the point where I feel like we were always one.
Staring into her gorgeous eyes, I ask, “What is your name?”
Bringing her face so close to mine almost as if she is about to kiss me, she says with a captivating expression, “Nehalennia.” But pulling her face back, she gives me a childlike expression, then says with a gleeful smile, “But people I like can call me Morgan!!”
Looking at her my eyes open wide. This is it; this is what I have been looking for. Someone who can finally take away my boredom, one who will utterly change my life. This is my destiny!
-Break-
Many years later
Continent: Terrafide
Location: Basileia
Holding my slit throat, I look up at my beloved wife, who looks down at me with an expression I have never seen. It is full of disgust and hate.
All that I see and all that I feel are all so overwhelming so with the strength I have left, I ask, “Why.”
“That was for my brother and sister, you money-grubbing bastard.”
With those words reverberating throughout my mind, my soul leaves.
-Break-
Φ I am not a kind person, I am weak and full of nothing but self-serving selfish thoughts, and it is for that reason I had to leave Warwick, because if I didn’t, I would have sucked on his glory for the rest of my life. I couldn’t do that to him.
I took this hollow life of mine and decided I will put it to good use. I seduced the lord of Basileia, killed him, and took what was his as my own. Now I control it, the greatest source of Basileia crystals in the world.
I spent years winning the favour of Gevurah, and in exchange for a deal, I was able to get the protection. Using that safety, I expanded our operation and bought as many slaves as needed, then I started mining.
Day by day, I forced people to work themselves in hellish conditions to death. But in exchange, I got Basileia crystals to all who needed them for an affordable price even for the poorest of people.
I also made a point to protect all the child slaves I bought. Sometimes I had to break them down first, but one by one I was able to get them to be on my side. What I have done is horrible and detestable, but even if I have made a single person’s life easier, I will be okay.
Opening my eyes, I see Tana in front of me. “Lady Morgan you’ve been sleeping for far too long. Get up and become a functioning member of society.”
“Let old people sleep!!”
Punching me in my gut, he says, “Get up and start your day.”
Porto at my side says, “Don’t be so mean.”
“Don’t be so soft.”
Getting up, I say, “Don’t fight you two.”
After getting dressed I walk to the door where Maria bursts in, “Lady Morgan, the new slaves are here.”
“Have you ever heard of knocking,” Tana says.
“Sorry, I won’t do it again. But apparently, these slaves are from Fimbulwinter.”
Surprised, I say, “Fimbulwinter?”
Going outside with everyone I stare at the unconscious faces of my next victims and say, “Get them underground and keep the kids in the usual place.”
This life that I have chosen is a horrible one, but I will walk down it will all my heart.
-Break-
2 weeks after the Orb’s invasion of Basileia
CN news report: After the attack on Basileia by an alleged dragon, the city was destroyed, and all of the slaves and crystals vanished. In response to this attack, a collation of noble houses between countries from the three continents proceeded to hunt down all of the workers from Basileia. Many have been captured, and many have been executed.