"Good Lord, I'm not used to pray this much, but this time I really want to try and have a prayer..."
Between the falling windows and glasses filling the sounds in the air and the blazing fire burining through the highway is a man slumped and injured all over his body. Brusises over his shoulder and face and a big gash on his gut, causing for him to lose blood and stain the side of the road in crimson blood. This man is defeated and in the verge of losing his life.
*panting "You... I'll never forget you for the rest of my existence. I never thought this world can produce such beauty and rhetoric with you. But with this, it ends any doubts."
As this monster swallow his being whole, the light, shadow, existence, it shows its palm to end it all. The injured man force himself to gaze to the abyss one more time. His silver hair blocks some of his view, but he just expect this to be his end.
"A bit ironic... Isn't it Master. I'm sorry."
With his last words in his mind the monster will end it all, but a sound breaks their attention and suddenly something caught everybody by surprise.
*vwonk
Both the man and the monster fall. He tried to comprehend what is going on, but the man just gives up and he close his eyes.
"Gran!"
The man tries to open his eyes. The cold feeling of the ground waken him up as he notice his open gut is somehow stopped bleeding. He attempt to stand om his own, only to feel every part of his body ache and he leans througn a wall and he is trying to draw something from his head.
"Dimensional Flow... I need some sugar to fire my brain up." His inside voice muttered but he feels his brain able to fire for a little while and he see the Flow within the reality. He use this to carefully stitch his open gut by thinking about his muscle fiber by fiber, until he manage to imagine his skin closing it, and he's able to stand straight without covering his gut any longer.
"That's good... But..."
But the silver haired man with a black rubber shoes and in a gray jacket and hoodie and dark blue joggers bleed from the orifices of his nose and he wipes it off, it means he need to rest his brain for a while. His bruises still make his body ache, but for him it feels more manageable than what he deals earlier. It is already afternoon, and he is wondering where in the world is he.
"I'm not sure how that unique piece of taboo went to. But I will thank whoever do that Flow portal." The man uttered as his stomach is groaning to him. "Damn, is this really an effect when you finish a big fight? Dang."
As he wanders and asking if he can have some of the stall's food the man is being shoo'd away. They notice that his clothes and demeanor aren't from this place. The man notice that one of the fruit merchant are having a hard time moving a crate of apples, and this is the man's chance to help and ask for a little favor.
"Sir sir! You need help right?" Then he didn't wait for any response as he carry a crate and stack it up with other apples on the table. The old fruit seller thank him, but he just notice that the man grabbed two apples, and instead of calling him out, he just let it slide and he let the afternoon flow.
The Silver haired man notice that many people are lining up beside the road as the lights from the lightpost glows bright as the evening approaches. A bunch of cheers suddenly spurred as he notice that the people are waiting for a line of elegant looking carriage and he gazes at the most luxurious looking one in this parade. A white and gold carriage slowly passing by, and inside a beautiful and young looking woman just open it's window to greet the adoring people.
"I guess that's a bigshot. But do they really have to cheer for her like that?" The man quote out as the old fruit seller stands beside him and it begin speaking. "Well she is the crowned most beautiful lady on the land. The heir apparent for the throne and a bunch of nobles wants to put her in power. She is Princess Lucy, the only daughter of the current king, King Roan and Queen Victa." The silver haired man almost jump out of surprise.
"Old man! Why are you here? What are you doing, leaving your stall like that?" The man ask as the old man just laughs and he pointed out to the apples the man just ate. "It is much better to take it to a nearby trash young man." The old man stated as the silver haired man takes out the stem of the apples he devoured and he drop it in the paperbag the old man draws out from his pocket.
"By th way, it's clear that you're not here. Where you come from young man? Are you here for the festival?" The old man asks as the silver haired man couldn't answer him as he didn't know where he is. "Ah yes... The festival, hehe. I'm not so sure..." The man answer, stuttering and doesn't know what to do. The old fruit seller just looks at him and just giggle a little.
"That's fine young man. By the way, my names Arturo." The old man introduces himself, and he extend his hand for a handshake.
"I'm Gran. Nice to meet you."
As the two hold their hands for the handshake Gran and Arturo return to the stall as he receive a buyer from a passerby. "You looking like lost, and that grumbling stomach wasn't going anywhere Gran. Wanna est with me later? Dinners gonna be prepared by my wife." Arturo offer to Gran, which he greatly appreciate and he didn't hesitated to accept it.
"You sure Arturo? Thanks for that offer!"
As the two sit in the stall and Gran helping the old man attending his evening sales a burly but certainly old woman comes with a bunch of wooden box of foods and she calls out to her husband. "Oh that's her." Arturo stated as Gran didn't have to wait and he help her with the little wooden boxes of food.
"Arturo, who is this man? Did you hire him? I told you we didn't have you to work extra hard for this dingy stall of yours." The old lady remarks as Arturo laid out the food and Gran is happy to eat some. "You clearly didn't have an eye about people Martha. Gran boy here helps me when I'm in a pinch about this crates. Atleast I can do for him is to offer him something, even if it's not money."
"That's right! I am grateful to what you offer tonight Sir Arturo, Lady Martha." Gran compliments as he bow in order to earn the trust and favor of the old couple, to which Arturo adores and Martha appreciates.
"To be honest with you I have nowhere to sleep for today. May i know where i can sleep outside?" Gran ask, but deep within he knows that he is gambling right now if the old couple wi fall for his pity act as he didn't know where he can rest for now, a thing that he thinks through after he say that and he realize that yes, that is his situation right now. "Oh boy, you didn't know? Martha and I have one of the inns here. I'm sure that there is no available lodgings though due to the ongoing week long festival here in Helios." Arturo stated as Gran lean in to learn more of the world he is currently in right now.
"So tell me, where are we right now? This looks like nothing from the city or provinces that I visited before, and I am a well travelled man for my job." Gran answer as Arturo is looking confused. "You didn't know Helios? This is the city near the Capitol of Apolonis. Are you hit in the head or something?" Arturo explains as Gran suddenly felt some pain as his bruises are stinging due to the evening winds hitting his body.
"I suggest you to have the workers lounge for tonight Gran. I hope you wouldn't make me regret helping you now would you?" Arturo stated as he looks in to Gran's eye. He isn't sure if Gran is a normal man, but he catch something about this man with weird clothes. "By the way, you stated earlier that you are a well travelled fella. Tell me, what is your job?"
As Arturo ask that, Gran finishes downing his food as he answer with mix emotions welling up within him.
"Me? I'm an Exorcist."