The streets stretched ahead, eerily silent. Anazitis, Halfy, and Lion walked through the twisting alleyways, their footsteps the only sound disturbing the stillness. The deeper they went, the more the world around them seemed to shift.
Once, these roads had been part of a grand city—majestic towers scraping the sky, streets bustling with life. Now, time had gnawed away at the buildings, leaving them hollowed ruins. Crumbling stone, shattered glass, and vines reclaiming the land told the story of a civilization long lost.
Dust swirled in the air as the wind whispered through the abandoned structures. Shadows flickered against the cracked walls, moving strangely—almost too deliberately for a mere trick of the light.
Finally, they reached their destination. At first glance, the building before them was nothing more than a decaying wreck. The roof sagged, the walls barely held together, and a faded wooden sign dangled uselessly from rusted chains.
Yet, as they approached, the illusion wavered.
The moment they stepped closer, the ruined facade rippled, as if reality itself were being rewritten. The tattered walls shimmered, their decay peeling away like wet ink running off paper.
In its place stood a structure of intricate design—arched doorways laced with glowing runes, engraved symbols pulsing with a quiet hum. This was no ordinary shop.
Halfy said you can't believe this place in in the city what does people think
A voice suddenly rumbled from the wall, deep and amused.
"Long time no see, friends."
Anazitis crossed his arms, unimpressed. "I was literally here yesterday. Remember? Picked up some materials."
The stone pulsed slightly, as if sighing. "Ah, yes. You come when you need something, and then you disappear again."
"They call this the 'use-and-dispose' friendship," Halfy muttered, smirking.
The voice let out a chuckle. "I suppose they do."
With a low vibration, the wall melted away, forming an open passage. As they stepped inside, the voice added in a playful murmur:
"It's always the same with you, my friend. You appear only when it benefits you. And then—poof!—gone again."
Halfy laughed. "The exploitative friend, as always."
Anazitis sighed. "You guys are getting along too well."
Inside the Shop
The moment they crossed the threshold, the air shifted.
Shelves lined the dimly lit interior, but these were no ordinary wooden shelves. Some floated midair, their contents rearranging themselves with unseen hands. Others twisted into impossible angles, as if the very laws of physics bent to the shop's will.
Enchanted weapons hummed with power, ancient scrolls whispered forgotten incantations, and glowing crystals pulsed like living hearts. Strange trinkets lined the tables—some shifting in shape, others wrapped in dark auras that radiated danger.
A young man leaned lazily against the counter, watching them. His messy hair peeked from beneath a wide-brimmed hat, which bore a permanent grin stitched into its fabric, giving it an unsettling, almost alive expression. His white hair framed a strikingly pretty face, his features both sharp and smooth, like a sculpture kissed by moonlight.
His piercing eyes flickered with amusement as he greeted them.
"Welcome." He smirked. "I'm Shina. If you're looking for something… without a ticket, you'll find it here."
Lion frowned. "Without a ticket? What does that mean?"
Shina didn't answer immediately. Instead, he gestured lazily around the shop.
Lion's gaze wandered over the bizarre inventory, his eyes landing on a dark, shadowy object locked inside a glass case. Its presence made his skin crawl. It pulsed slightly, as if breathing.
Instinctively, he reached out to touch it.
"I wouldn't do that," Shina said, his tone casual yet firm.
Lion hesitated. "Why?"
Shina's smirk widened. "That's cursed figure. If you want to ruin someone's life and make it nervous, just give it to them as a presen. Popular among women, and Man two,surprisingly."
Anazitis let out a low whistle to lion. "that's what 'without a ticket' means. Lion."
Easy Money?
Shina turned his gaze to Halfy, eyes twinkling.
"By the way, do you want to sell some information? Your knowledge is quite valuable. Plenty of buyers."
Halfy raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And how much are we talking?"
Shina tossed a small leather pouch his way. The distinct clink of gold coins filled the air. Halfy caught it, weighing the bag in his palm. His grin widened.
"Easy money," halfy mused.
Anazitis and Lion stared in disbelief.
"Wait... What just happened?" Anazitis asked.
Halfy chuckled. "Information isn't just about places, monsters, or alchemy. The real money is in people—their secrets, their fears, their mistakes. There are strange folks out there willing to pay a fortune for the right details."
Lion whistled. "How many monsters do I need to smash to make this much gold?"
Shina smirked. "There are easier ways to get rich, you know."
Halfy patted Lion's shoulder. "Dinner's on me, buddy. Want to learn something valuable?"
Magical Deliveries
Shina pulled out a small glowing card and flicked it toward Anazitis.
"A teleportation card," he explained. "If you ever need shelter, use it, and you'll arrive at my shop instantly."
Anazitis grinned. "Now that's useful."
Shina then handed him a cloth bag.
"Your magical bird and mirror."
Anazitis examined the blue bird statue inside.
"Write a letter, place it inside, and hit the bird as hard as you can. It'll fly straight to the recipient."
Shina then held up the mirror. "This one creates a copy of you and sends it anywhere you want. Perfect to talk with someone wants to kill you."
Anazitis chuckled. "Just what we need."
He scribbled a quick letter, placed it inside the bird, and turned to Lion.
"Deliver this. And don't mess up the address."
Lion took it, rolling his eyes. "Relax. I got it."
Stepping outside, he hurled the bird into the sky. It shot off, glowing as it disappeared into the distance.
"The address is the forest," Lion muttered.
In the khinght palace in igetis office a bird come flying and arrived in his hands slowly the Bird turn into letter igetis Open the letter and read it and he mused impressive how did you get this information and you just said the right spot to make me go you getting grow up anazitis but you forget i can know where are you
A Warning and Departure
Back inside, Anazitis nodded. "We're leaving now."
Halfy waved. "See you next time. I'll bring some top-tier information. We'll be rich!"
Shina smirked. "Stay alive, you three. Things are getting… strange out there up and down."
As they reached the forest's edge, Anazitis stretched. "Finally, we're here. Took us a while, even with running while using our souls."
Lion smirked. "Yeah, well, I carried Halfy the whole way."
Halfy didn't react, lost in thought. I swear, I'll get that damn monkey's soul one day.
Anazitis placed the mirror on the ground. It rippled, expanding.
"Alright. Let's go in."
But before they could move, the shadows shifted.
A voice, smooth and laced with amusement, echoed from the darkness.
"Why do you keep avoiding me? I might start to feel… sad."
The air grew heavy.
Something was waiting for them.