The World Serpent

Within the Forest of Pax, The Thick Dark Clouds covered the Heavens. The Rain fell as it echoed within the background. The Elven Village of Ava found itself devastated by an unknown attack from an Invader. No one knew of the Invaders though it seemed that a clue landed in front of the Young-Girl named Persia. A Man kept screaming held his chopped-off hand. Blood kept spurting out as he gritted his teeth and turned his head towards the one that attacked him.

"How dare you!!!" The Skinny Man shouted as he was about to charge towards Persia. Before the Skinny Man could run towards Persia, He felt a sharp metal touching his neck. The Skinny Man felt his body shaking in fear. He couldn't believe the one in front of him managed to do such a thing. He knew what he messed with the wrong individual as it seemed that the Girl was a Master Swordsman.

Trying to mess with a Master Swordsman was one way to die, so the Skinny Man fell back and looked at Persia with fearful eyes. "Please, Don't kill me." The Skinny Man begged for mercy, though Persia continued looking at him with a gaze that lacked any emotions. Persia slowly walked towards the Skinny Man as the Skinny Man began crawling back away from Persia.

"No!!! Don't come near me!!!" The Skinny Man shouted while crawling away from Persia. He kept holding his chopped-off hand as he continued crawling on the mud. Persia sighed and coldly swung her sword towards the leg of the Skinny Man. Persia's sword effortlessly got through his leg as the Skinny Man's leg got left behind.

"AHHHhhhh!!!" The Skinny Man shouted as he looked back and found himself missing a single leg. He gritted his teeth while looking at Persia with anger written all over her face. "Damn you, Bitch!!!" The Skinny Man shouted towards Persia, though unfortunately for the Skinny Man, Persia's emotion didn't change. She then swung her sword once again to the Skinny Man's last leg. Chopping it off, The Skinny Man had no legs for the rest of his life.

Persia finally arrived in front of the Skinny Man and stepped onto his face with her muddy shoes. "Maggot should say in the mud," Persia spoke with a calm yet cold voice as she slightly stabbed Man's spine. "MMhmmmm!!!" The Skinny Man wanted to scream, but his face found itself on the muddy earth, which stopped him from opening his mouth.

"You'll know pain," Persia muttered as she continued slightly stabbing the Skinny Man's back. The Skinny Man continued screaming while being naked within the Forest of Pax. Persia kept torturing as she felt satisfaction from the screams of the Skinny Man. Though, Persia wasn't that deep into the Chaos within her. Persia smiled as she stopped stepping onto the Skinny Man's head.

"AHhhh!!!, Please no!!!" The Skinny Man could finally speak as tears began dripping from his eyes. Persia could guess that the Skinny Man was under Drugs which might be one of the reasons why he didn't mind a dead body. Such a sick individual that even Persia, who ate children, got disgusted. Despite the Skinny Man behind under a Drug, that didn't mean that Persia would change her attitude against him.

Looking at the Skinny Man, Persia then chopped off his manhood which would probably be painful. "NOOO!!!" The Skinny Man screamed and shouted as his body was shaking from shock. He lost a lot of blood though it seemed that he was holding well. "You're holding well despite the loss of blood. Why don't we continue?" Persia had a Soothing smile plastered on her face as she continued.

The Screams of the Skinny Man kept echoing as the Rainfall stopped most of his Screams from escaping the surrounding area. It was unfortunate for the Skinny Man to meet Persia. His lack of control over his lust probably led to his current situation. There was nothing he could do about it other than scream and scream to his heart content.

Persia looked upwards to the heavens and looked down to see a bloodied man. "How the hell is he alive?" Persia muttered to herself as she couldn't help but get impressed at the tenacity of the Skinny Man. Persia then swung her sword towards the left side of his head. She chopped off his ear as the Skinny Man screamed and begged Persia to kill him. "Please kill me!!! It hurts!!!"

The Skinny Man once again kept screaming as Persia got annoyed by his voice. It was like a screeching bastard that didn't stop screeching until it died. There was no use of the Man screaming. After all, no one was there to save him. 'You should have left with your comrades.' Persia thought to herself as she finally spoke towards the Man. Her voice was cold and emotionless as she asked a question towards the Skinny Man. "Who are you, and where did you come from?"

"I am Nitu. I-i came from the North. From the Criminal City of Bez Erk." The Skinny Man answered as he wanted to beg Persia to let him die. "Bez erk, Statera can use this information," Persia smirked after hearing the information. She had more questions, so she continued asking the Skinny Man. "Why did you attack the Elven Village?" Hearing the Motives would help Persia on finding the one that instigated the attack.

"I don't know. I was simply a Bandit tagging along." The Skinny Man answered though his answer made Persia frown. She then continued stabbing the Skinny Man's body as the Skinny Man continued while panting. "I heard something about collecting Aether. The Village was a Good Target as it had a High Density of Aether. The Big Boss of the City loves Aether for some reason."

"I see... I can't feel you lying, so it might be possible for your words to be the motives." Persia muttered to herself with her soothing voice as the Skinny Man smiled. Persia smirked as she swung her sword one more time as the Skinny Man felt something missing. He couldn't talk, which only meant one thing.

"Now, you can finally stop screaming," Persia spoke with a cold voice as she continued slowly gutting the Skinny Man. It took a while for the Skinny Man to die. It was a surprise that despite being Skinny. He lived longer than expected. Though, he felt a lot of pain before dying. Such pain would probably break one's mind even if one survived.

Persia sighed after butchering the Skinny Man's body. She enjoyed every part of it as it gave her a lot of lessons on how to bring pain. She then looked at the Elven Woman and shook her head. It was rather unfortunate that they were late though there was nothing they could do about it. Persia continued walking along the stone road as she finally arrived at the entrance. She could see the pillars that she first saw. The Emerald Green Forest was rather sad as it continued to rain.

Persia then saw an Elven Corpse that was hanging onto the Pillar. She looked at it and remembered the Elf that introduced herself to them. She didn't know a lot about the Elf, but Persia clearly remembered her smile. She didn't know if what she felt was sadness or despair. She didn't think that much about their death, though why was she always thinking about it?

"I forgot that even if you know how to talk. In the end, The Laws of Nature still apply." Persia muttered to herself as she thought about her future. She wouldn't want to be the one that would be crying in front of corpses. She doesn't want her loved ones to die, which only means one thing. If a path that would give her everything she wanted appears. A Path where she could control her Fate. Persia would gladly thread upon it as she wouldn't want a thing called Fate causing problems for her.

"This is how I am. A Serpent who was afraid of the future. Paranoid about things that could destroy its delicate reality." Persia had a saddened smile as she looked at the Elven Corpses and shook her head. It was Fate that destroyed this Village. After all, the coincidence of them leaving the Elven Village and the Attack starting at such time could almost make Persia chuckle.

While thinking about herself, Persia saw shadowy figures within the distance. She prepared herself as she noticed a crest that resembled the ones within the Albion Empire. They were riding horses as they were running towards the Elven Village at fast speed. She squinted her eyes and noticed an Elven Girl that resembled the Elven Girl who brought them to the Village. "Lifa?"

Persia questioned as Lifa, who rode a horse, found herself in shock after seeing Persia. Lifa immediately stopped the horse as she jumped out of the horse and hugged Persia. "Are you okay?" Persia asked as Lifa didn't say a single word. Persia then felt Lifa's shaken hands and sighed as she began patting Lifa's head.

"They came out of nowhere and started attacking. We didn't know who invaders were, though they had an Insignia that highly resembled the ones within the North. They began killing everyone while the Village Chief ordered me to call help. I left the Ava Village during the attack and ran towards the nearest Albion Outpost. Did they survive, Persia?" Lifa asked as she looked towards the Elven Village. It was raining, and it was hard to see during the mist that covered the Forest. Lifa squinted her eyes and realized that the Village got devastated beyond relief.

Persia sighed and spoke with a calm voice. "We still couldn't find any survivors. Statera is currently investigating the Village." It was a simple answer, The answer that broke everything that Lifa considered Important. She broke down on the ground as she began crying. Her Village, Her People, Her Parents, and Her Life crumbled. She didn't know what to do as she was an orphan within the Continent of Debilis.

"Calm yourself, Miss Lifa. We have already sent a message onto the main barracks about the attack." A Knight spoke with a calm voice as Persia turned her head towards the Knight. The Albion Empire. Persia hoped that they wouldn't discover their identities during the investigation as it might complicate everything. "Let's get inside Village," Persia spoke with a calm voice towards Lifa as the two of them walked towards the Village.