A gentle hum came from Vitas like an early lullaby to the busy city which slowly began to prepare for the coming of the all-encompassing darkness. A pair of hooded figures with snow-white skin entered the house of beast slayers and were welcomed by the sounds of youthful curiosity.

Adventuring and killing monsters was a well-paying job if one was good at it. With the right decisions, luck and a bit of planning anyone even the noble spare or a gutter runner could earn a decent living. If one was an exceptional adventurer they could even gain noble titles, eternal fame and power beyond belief but few people will ever gain the rank of Crimson adventurer and even fewer people will enjoy what they earned, it is said that curse hangs above the guild making the Crimson adventurer go mad, unable to stop their monster-slaying duty uninterested in anything else.

The elf went further into the guild house and saw four young humans surrounding the quest board with many copper and silver-ranked quests pinned onto it. She proceeded to walk past them and head toward the stairs before a loud and cheery greeting caused her to look toward the reception.

"Hey, Miss Iris could you come over?" Elizabeth waved the two undead over while holding a piece of paper in her hand.

"Need something?" The risen's long legs carried her across the room faster than the receptionist in training expected causing her to gape at the elf for a moment.

"No, no... yes, what am I even saying?" The human paused and looked at the paper in her hand causing a sparkle of knowledge to reappear in her eyes. "Samuel told me, to tell you, that because of your limitation on leaving the city you are now allowed to take the quests which are within the city limits. He also told me to mention that it would really help your case if you complete some quests, I think he mentioned doing the quests which haven't been taken for some time but I'm unsure... I could go and ask him?"

"No need to trouble yourself more, I understand." The elf politely said.

"If you say so."

The taller damestar raven turned to her companion and saw Kia swaying rhythmically from side to side as she faced away from the reception and toward the guild's restaurant. A brilliant idea manifested inside the elf's mind as she took a step toward the loud and chaotic restaurant filled with teenagers and merchants. She just had to ask the chief without Kia overhearing it.

"Kia stay here. I want to do something." The risen leaned forward leveling herself to Kia's height.

"Why?" The necromancer raised an eyebrow as she was pointed to sit on a chair in the corridor.

"I can't tell you, it's a surprise." Iris's hushed voice made the girl's eyes light up with curiosity and her thin lips separated to argue with her creation, worming her legalistic approach into the risen's heart trying to pry a glimpse of the truth from her. "Y-"The world around the mage went black as the elf pulled her hood down as far as she could.

"Be a good girl for me." The elf threatened in a soft voice as the warmth left Kia's lips.

"More?" The flabbergasted necromancer said touching her lips.

"Kia, if you are only good because of the rewards I give you are you really a good girl?" Iris couldn't resist tugging on the pale cheeks which felt so soft as she played with them. "I will be back in a moment, wait for me."

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The necromancer watched as her creation walked away, she wanted to follow her like she always did but instead, her body led her to the chair near the entrance where the group of giggling humans were choosing their first quest.

"Am I good?"

"Siri?"

The hooded girl who sat alone swinging her legs from boredom lifted her head upon hearing her name being called out. Walking toward her was Iris who had her arms crossed behind her back. The ancient hopped off the chair she was sitting on before her body stopped feeling the strange emotions leaking from the elf through the link they shared intensify.

"Did something happen?" The elf asked the annoying tone she always carried when speaking with humans gone. She extended her hand toward the mage which she took with pleasure, dismissing the philosophic thoughts the elf had seeded into her mind for the feeling of warmth and comfort the elf delivered.

The taller raven led her kin through the restaurant which had come alive as many new and alien faces had entered it from the docks. For reasons only known by the elf, they turned away from the couches they had previously been at and toward a small corner in the restaurant where a single door was.

"Huh?" When Iris opened the door they were greeted by a set of stairs causing the hungry undead to freeze and longingly look at the kitchen behind them.

When the two climbed up the stairs the taste-filled air coming from the food being prepared inside changed the taste to feel slightly fishy before Iris opened another door.

The roof of the guild house was a flat deck with waist-high walls surrounding it. Due to the weather, the benches were all put on the tables themselves head down so that rain and wind wouldn't damage them and the access to it was restricted since who would want to dine out in the cold? The elf had to talk to the chief to gain access to the roof, she had thought it would be a troublesome thing to do but the chief calmly informed her that if they wanted to freeze he wouldn't stop them.

"You like it?" Iris asked from behind Kia as she stopped in the threshhold watching the sun slowly set under the lake far in the distance.

"Yes." She mindlessly said.

The pair approached the nearest table which had plates already there alongside the accompanying cutlery which the elf had set properly as if it was a noble feast. Because the entire city was built on a small incline nothing blocked the pair's view of the bay crowded by dark silhouettes of ships from all over Edor.

"You can start eating now." Iris said, a puff of steam erupting as she removed the cloth napkins covering the plates and bowls protecting their hot contents from the birds flying over them.

"I don't understand." For the first time ever Iris had seen Kia hesitate in picking up a spoon and eating.

"What is there to understand?" The elf with a blue flower braided onto the side of her head asked.

"Was I bad?" The left side of the girl's face glowed with the dying light of the setting sun. "Was I not being good? Is this why you reward me now?"

"You are overthinking it," Iris sat right next to the ancient, the right side of her face reflecting the hundredths of sparkling stars dancing on the Life Giver's surface. "I was making a dumb excuse to not give you another kiss in the public."

"Why is that... kisses are sweet nobody hates sweet things, I think?" The necromancer asked, the familiar sparkle of curiosity mixed with the adorable expressions made the elf picture her as a precious kitten to be spoiled and never let out of its cage.

"Its view as immodest, especially between pairs like us." The elf watched intently Kia's porcelain white face which gave its best impression of a wise man instead of what the risen wanted.

"I don't understand, what do you mean?"

"Well, we are both women and I'm kissing you on the lips like... never mind." The elf broke the eye contact she held with the ancient.

"And this is bad?" Kia reached toward the elf unable to resist touching the flushed cheeks which turned even redder upon feeling the ice-cold touch.

"I leave that question to the resident legal overthinker. But I can understand why people would view us with raised eyebrows. If viewed from their perspective we are selfish. In addition, we are the strange ones here and the world is already filled with strange things which kill people."

"I still don't understand."

"Said the necromancer."

"Hey!" The evil undead wearing the skin of a beautiful girl pouted seeing her creation smile. "!?" Without warning the elf embraced the mage squeezing her so hard that she thought she was being squeezed into a glass.

"They are right though. I am very selfish, unrepentantly so." The damestar raven whispered into the other's ear before pecking her lips.

*Purrrr*

The girl had closed her eyes in pleasure as she purred happily unaware of the deep shadow covering the world from the top down as the sun died in front of them. Both of them felt pulses of bliss linger on their lips shortly after they separated.

*Purrr-!?* "Iris!" The affectionate purr turned into unspeakable horror as Kia opened her eyes. To her greatest of horrors, she saw Iris holding a spoonful of deliciousness which disappeared when she put the spoon in her mouth.

"Mmmm, sweet~ Rice, milk and apple shavings, no wonder it costed so much." The elf's thin predatory smile sent shudders down the small kitten's spine before feeling utter shame as her creation took another spoonful of sweet-smelling delishiousness and silently hovered it in front of her. "Open your mouth."

"Yum~" The proud ancient couldn't bring herself to disobey the warm-blooded undead. Creating codexes of justifications as to how the Master of Necropolis could stoop so low in her mind while shamelessly eating and vocalising her pleasures all to the utter delight of the dominating undead above.