The Fortress of the Chosen part 1 (IV)

"You're naive"

I listened a voice behind me, I turned around to see who he was.

A man younger than me although we shared the same high, he carried what seemed to be a scythe leaning on one shoulder with a relaxed pose, has black long hair with some red tones than reached his shoulders, wearing tight long pants with a hooded sweatshirt... mmm, that reminds me of something.

Anyway, since when is he here? If he hadn't spoke I wouldn't have notice him, he could have killed me easily.

"You are...?"

"You were able to clear the entrance exam, congratulations"

Ignoring my question he started walking on my direction.

"What do you mean by exam?"

"The requirement for entering this place, the fortress of the chosen"

"Fortress of the chosen?"

What did he mean by that? Maybe has something to do with the chosen by the light that are mentioned on the radio message?

"A meeting point for those who have been blessed... haha"

In that moment the guy let out a little laugh.

"What's so funny?"

"Just the mere concept of a divine being that has given the human race the abilities to defend against an unknown source, just after they appeared suddenly... don't you find it ironic?"

"..."

He has a point. Back at my home it wasn't odd to see people gathering in religious places to do some prayers, asking for the salvation to all of this situation.

If there is a god who gave us this powers, isn't it correct to assume that he was the same that caused this in the first place? It isn't odd to think that are some people who only takes the good parts on consideration and believes they are a blessing, then decides to dedicate himself and convert to a blind faith.

No, enough with those rubbish nonsense.

"Anyway, you're part of those lucky ones it seems. That thing on your hand is the proof, and that other weapon you possess is... intriguing"

He glanced at my glove and then stopped his look to observe my sword for a few seconds. Thinking he might attempt something I put on guard.

"Are you his partner, from the admission test?"

"With these guys? Ha, you must be joking!" he let a laugh at my question like it was a joke and keep staring at me.

"If that's not the case, what do you pretend?"

"I work alone, I don't have time to waste with them"

"Then, what are you doing in this city?"

"... I'm waiting for someone. Taking advantage of the commotion in this place I thought that the person who has what I'm searching for would appear, when I looked at you I thought it could be you. It appears I was mistaken"

He turned around and using his scythe he jumped to the building next door.

"Wait!" I screamed in an attempt to know more info about it. It's late, I lost sight of him.

Who exactly was him? Certainly is suspicious, specially his actions. Well, the rifle guy that is unconscious isn't the most sane, although he said he was on watch duty. That means he works as a minion of whoever is on charge.

Otherwise that man recently has a peculiarity, his weapon wasn't the same cyan colour that I'm used to see, but rather a dark colour between grey and black... what's happening?

If his words were true then this city serves as a meeting point of special people, the chosen by the light.

For what purpose? They have all come following the radio message?

The only way I have to know is to continue forward and find out by myself. I left the knocked out guy there on the roof and went stairs down back to the floor.