Fateless 9/1

"Revenge? Of course not!" Tarto spoke in a high-pitched voice. "But I have a desire now. I want Zevien to be on par with you in the future, and as such, I will form a permanent contract with him when I can."

"Permanent contract? Haha, the difference between you two is too vast, but he is a Fateless," Athan said, his lips curving into a wide smile.

"As a Fateless, as long as he survives, he can write his own fate. Just like we all did," Lily said with a victorious smile.

"Vernisia too. Get ready to go through thin and thick with him. It will start soon," Avelia said.

"After this banquet, you are free to roam in this tiny to now a slightly bigger empire," Athan said. "You can stay safe as long as you are in this empire, but that's not guaranteed outside. You have to fight your own battles."

Zevien, Vernisia, and others nodded. All this time, they were slightly feeling nervous, and this feeling was not going away at all. They knew that they were sitting with people too big.