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Tales of the Kingslayer

The lights inside the train flickered, and Heon was suddenly alone, saved from a dead body missing an arm and a mysterious cloaked man. He was trapped in the train running circle. A loop without a stop. The mysterious cloaked man proposed a deal. He would stop the train for Heon, but only after retrieving a missing key in the other realm. Accepting it, Heon woke up with a newly-attached black hand formerly belonged to the dead body on the train. He was teleported to a world of magic and sword. One where the most powerful king was murdered, and the blood-thirsty queen hunted for the assassin. Unfortunately, he found drawings of his face plastered all over the city. Wanted: Dead or Alive. Heon Lightwalker - the Kingslayer. At least, he got Sunny; an alleged murderer slash healer mage, and Azran; a bounty hunter who now stuck by his side due to unwanted association with him. Hopefully, they could survive the kingdom-wide manhunt. But, how would he find the key to fulfill his deal, when the key was going to be used to release the Great End? Was exchanging a key to his own real world equal to ending this parallel one?

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The Hike

They set out to hike the volcano early in the afternoon, when the sun was not as punishing. Azran had graciously offered her expertise in earth magic, moving a fairly big slab of rocks under their feet as a means of transportation.

"It's pretty handsy," Heon commented, already imagining what his own world would look like with magical abilities in it. He wouldn't have to hurry every morning just to get on the train in rush hour.

"Yeah, if you don't mind the wreckage she leaves behind," Sunny commented, sending the green-haired girl a dirty look.

"I'll fix it when we go back, don't get your pretty ass worried."

"Sorry, I can't help," Tero said, feeling conscious of his minimal earth magic power when compared with Azran.

"I need you to find the crown," Heon reminded.

"You can count on me," the werewolf boy tilted his head back smugly. "But, there is a rule you need to follow. If you see something strange, don't talk about it."