The World Serpent

Back in the broken continent where the Clan of Monstre resided, In the dark heavens, at the moment when Drya disappeared along with the Clan Lords of Mauve and Monstre. Persia was looking in the direction of Drya with her golden amber eyes and uttered with her serene voice.

"She's rather fast. Well, I guess it's time to take care of them." 

After uttering her words, Persia turned her gaze towards the three clan lords in front of her and squinted her golden amber eyes. She then said with an emotionless voice. "I hope that the three of you won't disappoint me. Or everything I had prepared would be all for naught at all."

Flicking her fingers after saying her words, she disappeared along with the three clan lords of the ancient clans. Silence enveloped the former spot where the four of them resided, and finally, the four reappeared in a rather strange dimension. It was a place where everything was broken apart. It wasn't the World of Exterreri but something else instead. 

What did the simple flick of Persia's pale fingers do? Such were the questions within the minds of the three clan lords. They prepared themselves against the foreigner while inspecting the area around them. After a while, Persia revealed herself and said with her soothing voice. 

"I welcome you to a place that I don't have any information on. Let's say that I randomly picked a coordinate and teleported all of us there. If you kill me, you will get trapped in this dimension forever. Something more dangerous than any one of you or even me might be dwelling in this dimension." 

Persia had a devilish smile plastered on her face as the clan lords found themselves frozen in disbelief. The Lord of Vert, The Lord of Rouge, and the Lord of Jaune. They were the clan lords trapped in a strange and unknown dimension along with Persia. She was the only one that could return home, and they were under her power.

"Are you sure about what she's saying?" The Lord of Vert asked the Lord of Rouge. The Lord of Rouge investigated once again for a short while and furrowed his eyebrows. He then replied with a serious voice. "It appears that what she's saying is correct. This dimension is completely different from what we have known."

"Then, what do we do? How can we handle and fight her when we are at her mercy. She can simply leave us here, trapped in an unknown dimension." The Lord of Jaune intruded and said with a worried expression. What he said was correct, and the two clan lords couldn't deny any of his words. They turned their gaze towards Persia at the same time as the Lord of Rouge questioned.

"What do you want from us?" His words echoed as the smile plastered on Persia's face got wider and wider. The clan lords had a bad feeling upon seeing her dangerous smile though there was nothing they could do about it. Persia then answered with her serene voice. "There is only one thing you should do to escape from this dimension."

"Amongst the ones brought in this dimension, you should only be the only one alive to get back to the World of Exterreri. That is the simple thing all of you need to do. So, do you accept these simple terms?" Persia's words sounded as the three clan lords furrowed their eyebrows.

"You are obviously trying to break us apart and destroy us. Do you think we are foolish enough to fall into such a common trick? You must underestimate us, Foreigner." The Lord of Rouge said with a serious voice as he thought he easily got through Persia's game of manipulation.

The Lord of Rouge, the Clan of Rouge, was second to the Clan of Noir in terms of intelligence agencies. They were weaker than the Clan of Noir though they have been growing stronger as they conquered foreign worlds outside the World of Exterreri. As they gain new-found knowledge about reality, they grow into something better. 

Some would say that they were better than the falling Clan of Noir in terms of intelligence agencies. They were even slowly rivaling the neighboring ancient clans in terms of quantity and quality. They were like a dark horse in the race between ancient clans to the zenith of reality.

As the Master of manipulation, the Lord of Rouge had taught his clan members to use manipulation tactics to fight against outsiders of their clans. So, the Lord of Rouge had thought that the foolish manipulation tactic of the foreigner was easy to discern and negate. But at this moment, he never thought that his opponent would have one thing that negates suspicions towards promises. 

"I am not manipulating anyone. If you don't trust me, we can use a contract. An absolute paper that would give punishment to those that break it. Even I myself cannot disobey against the things I have written on the contract." The Contract was Persia's weapon against the words of the Lord of Rouge. At that moment, a silver paper revealed itself to the three clan lords. 

The Lord of Rouge found himself in disbelief and furrowed his eyebrows. He started sensing through the silver paper and managed to notice a strange power within it. The power to manipulate and control reality itself. Such power was something very dangerous and powerful. They couldn't believe that a foreigner could have such power.

"This is real. This paper can rewrite the reality of the contract wills it to. She isn't lying with her words, and she might not even be able to disobey it." The Lord of Rouge uttered as the Lord of Vert and the Lord of Jaune nodded in understanding at the same time.

The Lord of Rouge wanted to continue his words, but before he could utter them. A dark tendril pierced through his body and dragged it into the dark void of emptiness. The Lord of Vert and the Lord of Jaune found themselves in shock as they couldn't react against the attack of the tendril.

"Well, that was unexpected. It appears that there would only be two of you now. This should make the competition easier, correct?" Persia smiled while looking at the two remaining clan lords. The Lord of Vert and the Lord of Jaune gazed upon each other. The two of them sighed as they had no choice. They would have to fight against each other, and the only ones that survived could return to the World of Exterreri.

""We agree..."" The two clan lords uttered at the same time.

"Well, then..." Persia smirked as she recited the contract.

"A contract shall be made... The terms are simple. Amongst the ones who found themselves in the strange and unknown dimension shall have a chance to go back but with a price. Only one shall survive and claim the price of returning back. The moment they arrived at the World of Exterreri. I, the World Serpent, will not attack them and will give them mercy for their victory."

"Now, do the two of you agree with this contract?" Persia questioned as the Lord of Vert and the Lord of Jaune nodded at the same time. After nodding, a bright light enveloped the contract and made it slowly fade into the void. Silence then enveloped everything as the two clan lords instantly disappeared from their spot. 

They clashed against each other as they seemed to reappear and disappear everywhere. Persia looked at them as if she was entertained with what they were doing. The contract specified that she wouldn't attack the moment they returned to the World of Exterreri. That was enough to reassure them of their fate.

"I must return no matter what!!!"

"I have the same thoughts!!!"

They continued fighting against each other as the memories of their clans echoed within their mind. It fueled them to fight further and beyond on what they could handle. Their speed had gotten faster and faster as time passes by, and finally, one of them got defeated.

The Lord of Vert felt his blood dripping from his chest. He sighed and realized that his greed brought him into this terrible situation. It was all his fault, and there was no one to blame in his clan other than him. He remembered his daughters and released a smile. "I hope that you can go back to your clan, Flavum." He uttered his last words as he fell to the dark abyss.

The Lord of Jaune clenched his fist upon hearing the words of the Lord of Vert. He gritted his teeth as he lowered his head downwards. Persia started clapping with a smile plastered on her face. She looked at the Lord of Jaune and said with a calm voice. "It appears that you won the short duel." 

"Can I now go back?" The Lord of Jaune questioned as Persia answered with the strange smile still plastered on her face. "Of course, of course, the one who claims victory will be the one that goes back."

Persia stood in front of the Lord of Jaune as he looked at Persia with relief on his face. Persia tilted her head with a smile as the Lord of Jaune noticed something strange. His perception was falling away from his body. He then realized what happened in a split second. 

He was about to think of the contract violation until Persia started reciting the contract over again. 

"Amongst the ones who found themselves in the strange and unknown dimension, only one shall survive and claim the price of returning back."