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The Archivist's Ploy: A Tale of One Against The World

Far above the horizon, beyond the clouds and the apocalyptic storms under it, hovered a yellow-haired old-looking man. His yellow eyes gave off a bright radiance, and countless books floated around him. Throughout history, the man was known by many names, (The Watcher - The Chronicler - The Historian - The Custodian - The Recordkeeper) But during this Era, he was known as The Archivist. The Archivist's perception inspected thousands of kilometers far and wide, Yet 'Nothing interesting is happening' His frustration grew 'What's the point of a worldwide perception if there's no apposite change to perceive?' 'The world has become mundane' 'And no one is doing anything about it' Ergo, The Archivist will take matters into his own hands 'I'll orchestrate a worldwide, All-embracing scheme against an oblivious individual' With a sinister smile on his face, he devised his plan 'Turn the entire world into a person's antagonist, Then enjoy the show' And he had the perfect plot for it 'First, Utter Despair that would cause immense Pain' 'Then, More Despair that would turn the Pain to Loathe' 'Then, As the Loathe grows, The Despair will transform into Rage' 'The Rage will make the Being Crave Revenge, and the intense Crave will result in Devotion to his goal' 'Finally, The Despair, Pain, Loathe, Crave, and Devotion will all be used as fuel for the Rage, Transforming it into an even extremer emotion' "WRATH" How would a single person unleash his Wrath against the entire world? 'That's what I'm going to find out' "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" The Archivist's maniacal laughter echoed loudly 'The world is about to be entertaining' He looked up and asked with a reverberating, Bleak voice "Who will be the unlucky one?"

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Vengeance Seeker

Location: Crimson Walls' Citadel, one floor below the Keep.

A blue-haired woman who used to always wear her armor was walking towards a specific office.

The woman was wearing a casual black color outfit and had a sword on her hip.

She had a serious look on her face and was holding what looked like a small stone in her hand.

The woman walked until she reached the office she was walking towards, luckily, the door was open.

'Finally'

She has been coming daily for more than two weeks, but

'He's always somewhere else'

On the door, there was a sign that read

(The Scout, Fiadh)

Inside the office, there were two men, an armored red-haired knight and a seated black-haired man, Fiadh.

They seemed to be arguing about something, or at least, one of them was arguing and the other was paying him no attention.

The woman walked inside the office without knocking and stood beside the red-haired knight.

She looked around her

'Why is it so empty in here'

The office was almost completely empty, it was a vast room that had only a desk and a single chair behind it, it didn't even have chairs for visitors.

That's why both she and the red-haired knight were standing in front of the desk.

Fiadh just glanced at her for a second then looked away in disinterest and continued reading the single paper that was on the desk.

When the Knight saw her, he saluted and said

"Lady Breena"

Breena just nodded and ushered him to be done with what he was doing.

The red-haired knight went back to arguing

"Sir Fiadh, Please, you have to fill out the form"

No answer

"Sir Fiadh, Please, you have to fill out the form"

No answer

"Sir Fiadh, Please, you have to fill out the form"

No answer

Breena became annoyed

'Are they stuck in a loop? What the hell?'

She looked at Fiadh and asked

"Why are you not filling out the form?"

For the first time, Fiadh looked at the man and replied to him

"Go away, I'm not filling out anything"

"Sir, Please, it's an order from the Commander himself!"

"Even if it's from Ignatius himself, I'm not filling anything."

The knight became annoyed

"Why are you being so obstinate, Sir, I'm trying to do my job, I was told not to leave until you fill out the form."

Fiadh looked back at the piece of paper

"Very well, the office can accommodate you and another hundred knights, stay as long as you want."

Breena took the form from the knight's hand and looked at it.

'Background check'

(Insert:

Family Name:

Date of birth:

Family members:)

And a lot of other similar information.

'I heard about that, something about detecting spies or whatever'

'Quite funny, this is mere bureaucracy rather than an actual check ...'

Breena, as the Quarter Master, knew that the Citadel lacked both the Data and the Manpower to verify any of that information.

She gave back the form and asked Fiadh

"Why are you not filling it?"

Fiadh ignored her as well.

Breena became annoyed, but she didn't let it show on her face.

When Fiadh ignored even Breena, the knight lost all hope and realized that even if he stayed here all day it'd make no difference.

"Sir, what should I tell the Commander?"

Fiadh looked at the knight with disinterest

"Tell him what he wants to hear, that's how people get promoted"

The knight clenched his fists and asked in a very suppressed tone

"Sirrrr, the Commander will ask why you don't want to fill out the form"

Fiadh replied nonchalantly

"Because I don't care, if he doesn't like it tell him to fire me, now go away"

"Fine"

The knight turned around and walked out of the office, slamming the door behind him.

Breena took a deep breath and calmed herself down, then started talking

"Fiadh, I came with an offer"

Fiadh instantly replied without looking away from the paper he was reading

"Not interested"

"I'll pay whatever you want"

No answer

"200 Gold coins and a tower in the city"

No answer

"300 Gold Coins"

No answer

"500 Gold Coins"

No answer

Breena took another deep breath and then said

"One Thousand Gold Coin"

She waited for Fiadh's reply, but he didn't say anything, the blank expression on his face didn't change

"After my father dies, I will give you half the wealth I'll inherit as well"

Fiadh turned around the paper and began reading the other side.

"Fine ... I will give you everything, all the money I have now and all the wealth that I will inherit in the future."

She didn't have anything more to offer, so she kept quiet.

A bit of time passed, then Fiadh put the paper back on his desk and got up.

Breena was taken aback, she asked

"Where are you going?"

Fiadh glanced at her and then started moving away, but she stood in front of him and blocked his way

"Don't ignore me"

Finally, Fiadh replied

"I already gave you my answer"

"You haven't heard what I want yet"

"I do not care"

"It's a simple task"

"I do not care"

Breena's face became red with anger

"WHY DON'T YOU CARE?"

Fiadh looked at her with annoyance, and she quickly apologized

"I'm sorry ... I didn't mean to shout"

He didn't reply, so she continued

"Listen, I'll give you whatever you ask for, if you want more than what I have I can probably get it some way or another ... just help me this once, please"

Fiadh shook his head

"Breena, you have to let it go."

He pushed her to the side and walked out of the office, this time, she didn't stop him.

She stood in the middle of the almost empty room with tears rolling down her cheeks

"Why no one cares .... "

"Wasn't Kasai important to anyone?"

"He didn't deserve to die like that ..."

"They deserve to pay"

"They deserve to suffer"

"They deserve to DIE"

She raised her right fist in front of her face then opened it, revealing a small stone-like object.

She added mana to the stone, and a 3D image hovered on top of it, just like a hologram.

The image was for a white guy with bright purple hair that had some black strands.

Upon seeing the image, her face contorted in anger and disgust

"Soon"

"It will be soon"

"You will die"

"I will kill you even if it is the last thing I do in my life."