“Wake up.” Ordered a man, “Huh?” Satoya said while he was waking up, he found himself inside an organization, looking more of the headquarters, except for the fact that there is an obvious corpse of a giant Iya that has a giant hole that has disintegrated completely. He also found himself on a bench too.
“Good you're awake.” said the man, he looked up, and saw a dark-skinned man with black hair and a very muscular physique stood before him. Scars marked his body, with a particularly noticeable one on his neck.
“Who are you? And where am I?” Satoya asked, confused. “Thorin. And you're in the void hunters committee for the 2nd capital, or well what's left of it.” Thorin said, as he helped Satyoa get up, “My name's Satoya Kamiyama.” He introduced while he got up. “What’s left of it?” He asked while trying to comprehend what even happened before.
“A level 16 Iya appeared out of nowhere like 4 hours ago, had to get 2 elite ranks involved, and also needed the help of a severely weakened god too, and that dead Iya was the level 16 Iya.” Thorin said indifferently. He then turned around, Satoya looked behind him too and saw a man who had brown hair, he had an eye with a white dilated pupil. “Careful now Ragnar, you are partially blind so be careful not to trip, we found one guy though.” Thorin said as Satoya was surprised at how he was partially blind. “Alright, good, at least we got one of them, we could use some help to fend off them.” The one who was called Ragnar sighed.
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“Anyway, wanna fight?” Thorin asked Satoya, Satoya glared at him in silence, completely taken by surprise on the question he was just asked. “W-what?” He questioned, “That is enough Thorin, go hunt down some G.A.A. agents or something.” Ragnar ordered Thorin. “Heh, as if I'd listen to you.” Thorin said, pissed off, “So? After you got demoted from Elite rank, rank 18, and now a semi elite rank, scram!” Ragnar scolded. “Fine!” Thorin yelled as he walked away angrily.
“God, always trying to cause a ruckus, no wonder why the cadres demoted him back to semi-elite rank.” Ragnar scoffed, “Say, Satoya, you came here to help us right?” Ragnar asked him. “I think so? But some weird thing happened while me and my friends were travelling here.” Satoya answered, worried about the whereabouts of his friends. ”Also, is it true Surtur is alive?” He also asked. “Well, he is very weakened, a fragile body containing the powers of a once so great being.” Ragnar said in a sad tone.
“What happened?” Satoya thought, becoming more curious on how a “god” was severely weakened to the point where they might be incapable of fighting normally. “He was weakened drastically thanks to the 6th disaster’s deicide incident.” The voice said, “Okay can you stop being quiet for a while then swooping back to speak, it is extremely annoying, you are making me forget you even are in my head.” Satoya said, getting angered, “Fine, I’ll speak more frequently, or so I’ll try.” The voice said again.