[PDA - 1.3]
[Terran Calendar - 08-29-1098]
[Time - 0803 - 8:03 AM]
[Weather Status - Cloudy]
[PDA Restoration Progress 32%]
[POV - Desmond Arkadiy]

The girl filled me in on this world named "Terra" for a hour, i learned that theres a disease called Oripathy, and its caused by long-term exposure or direct stab wounds from those black rocks i saw yesterday called Originium. Originium appears after a hurricane of sorts, which all the inhabitants of this world call a Catastrophe, they're dangerous from what i've heard, said all kinds of disasters like floods, meteors, terraquakes or something and more, i also learned about races, countries and the powerhouses and other stuff, i looked at the sky again and saw the smoke.

"Say, you ever curious about that black smoke over in the distance?"

Windrouser:"Yeah, as a matter of fact i was heading there but instead i saw and followed you."

"...what?"

I just heard what she said, did, did she just follow me to where i am right now?

"How long have you been following me."

Windrouser:"Uh... i just found you by that shiny blue light from a distance while i was going to the smoke, like the one you did earlier!"

Uh, huh, so this girl followed me from that forest to here, gotta keep a eye on her too since she said she was also heading to the smoke.

"Alright, miss, since we're both heading towards that smoke why don't we go together? We have something in common for now."

Windrouser:"Well, okay, dunno why but i feel like i can trust you."

[Somewhere in a white space void]
astropoleris:"Smells like foreshadowing in the air."

Author:"Who teh fook are ye, how'd u git in er-"

Take 2
Back to Desmond's POV

"Okay, i guess, but i'm keeping your sword for safety reasons, do anything stupid and your gonna have a express trip to your maker, yes?"

The girl simply nods, so i proceed to untie her bindings which is her cloak and handed it back to her, which she wears, and i look at the smoke, now noticing it was black and i felt uneasy, bracing myself for whats to come.

Windrouser:"Okay, i'm ready to go."

"Alright, lets go, but keep your guard up, i don't like the look of this from past experience."

In my world, black smoke in the sky means something bad, and definitely has to do with fire, and fire has a fucking cult surronding it, and that cult are brain-dead idiots, it might be probably something else but you never know.

I grabbed my M1911 and holstered it and took out my axe, not the best weapon for me in terms of agility but my strength allows me to simply detonate a head... provided its not covered.

Guess, this will be a long way to this smoke along with a stranger i already trust.

Timeskip...
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[Time - 0853 - 8:53 AM]
[Weather - Scattered Light Rain]
[PDA Restoration Progress 32%]
[POV - Desmond Arkadiy]

Its been sometime walking through the barren grasslands to the forest, i've been talking to Windrouser to pass the time, luckily she didn't do anything stupid, the travel to this black smoke was uneventful, until the temperature suddenly rises and the stench of burning wood and blood fills the air.

I knew what this meant, the cultists of fire.

I quickly took my M1911 out of my holster and using my other free arm, gave Windrouser's sword back, my eyes dart around the stench filled forest for any ambushes.

Windrouser:"What the heck is goi-"

I quickly put my hand over Windrouser's mouth to make her shut up, we both continued walking as the scenery changes from a green, cool and blue forest filled with life slowly changes to a yellow, burnt forest with the temperature rising slowly until we stumbled across a wide grassland, a village in sight and the smoke originates from there.

"Dear god almighty... They're here?!"

Windrouser:"What's here?"

"No time, can you fight?"

The girl simply nods, and i bolted towards the village, holding my M1911 and prepare to face the cultists, while leaving Windrouser behind who gives chase.

"Hey! Wait up!"

I ignored her yelling as i quickly approach the village gates and stopped dead in my tracks, the sight was horrendous, bodies of what presumed to be the guards of the village are scattered about, blood flows from their lifeless bodies to the barren soil and are in different stages of rot, in the distance were several people wearing yellow coats with a radiation symbol behind them, a altar has been set up in the middle of the village and they were surrounding it, praying some shit and i know those people.

The Decayers.

These fucking bastards massacred an entire village just so they can set up a altar here?

I gripped both my axe and my M1911, took aim, and.

BANG BANG BANG BANG

Two of the cultists drop dead as i fired, two more stagger from getting hit and they all turned around to face me.

Cultist 1:"HERETIC!"

Cultist 2:"GET HIM!"

They all interrupted their own prayers and grabbed out their knives, hammers, swords and crossbows, some cultists ran up to me and i fired shots onto the approaching cultists in their abdomen, they drop down in pain as blood pools around their bodies while i evaded a swing from a swordsman in which i promptly replied to with a axe swing to the head, the axe embeds itself onto the head of the cultist as he screams bloody murder and drops dead, blood gushing out from the open wound, one of the cultists managed to get a lucky stab on my shoulder before i made him ate a bullet to the head but then another one of them struck me in the back with a hammer hit, i fell down and hit the crimson stained ground as i dropped my gun, i turn around to see the bastard ready to smash my brains, now it dawned upon me that it was reckless of me to charge in here alone.

I closed my eyes and wait for the worst...

...

"Huh?"

I open my eyes to see the cultist with a sword in their chest, they got thrown aside casually and someone picked me up, putting me back on my feet and a familiar voice spoke.

"Next time, don't rush in recklessly you level head!"

That voice...
"Windrouser?"

Windrouser:"Nows not the time for chit-chat, take your gun and help me!"

She hands me my M1911 back and its blood stained just like my clothes, i took it and turned back to see the cultists regrouping after my reckless attack, theres only 5 of them left and already ready to strike, one of them has a crossbow ready to fire.

"Hey, Windrouser."

Windrouser:"What now?!"

"You can dodge right? Take out that crossbo-"

A bolt suddenly darts past my face, inches away from getting it and i looked over to where it came from, the cultists are charging again.

"...as i said, deal with that crossbow!"

[Time - 9:06 AM]
[POV - "Windrouser"]

After the man whose name i still don't know relays instructions towards me, he goes and picks up a sword of one of the fallen enemies and charged at the approaching enemies, while they're distracted i ran towards the crossbower who was staying behind, the crimson puddled ground which stained my shoes made squleching sounds as i moved.

The crossbower took notice of me quickly and changed their attention towards me and fired another bolt, i evaded the shot and pressed forward ready to swing but they took out a knife and yelled.

Yellow Hooded Person:"YOU TAINTED SCUM! DIE ALONGSIDE WITH YOUR HERETIC FRIE-"

Their yelling was interrupted by a shot to their head by a bolt, blood gushes out from both the entrance and exit as their lifeless body makes a thud which scared me but i turn towards to where the man was thinking the shot came from him, he was finished dealing with the group and walked towards me, blood stains him from the legs to head.

"Did... did you shot the crossbower?

Man:"No? I was only beating up the cultists, anyways since we're in the cle-"

???:"Drop your weapons!"

Someone yelled behind me which cuts off the man, i turned around and i froze, i immediately identified who these people were.

"Oh crap, the L.G.D!"

Man:"Whats that?"

L.G.D Agent:"Last warning, drop your weapons!"

I immediately complied and dropped my sword onto the stained ground, i look back to see the man doing the same but at a slower pace, once we were both done two of the Agents quickly approached us and handcuffed us and then proceeded to put paper bags onto our heads, then one of them starts talking.

Agent 1:"Targets Bravo and Charlie secured, over."

Agent Leader:"Good, bring then to the Aircraft and escort them to... Oh, damn they're bloody as hell, escort them to the showers first when you arrive back to headquarters."

Agent 2:"Understood."

That was the last thing i heard before i lost conciousness from a hit to the head, again.

[End of Chapter]

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