In an old police station in the City of Aria.
"Did you hear? Apparently that guy there killed his fellow adventurer after a dispute." A policeman dressed in a black and white checkered outfit whispered to his fellow colleague.
"Yea, I heard. He along with the other memebers of the Braveheart adventurering team, are currently undergoing questoning.
"From what they said so far, it seems that their minds 'suddenly' went hazy as if they were dreaming." The other policeman emphasised the word 'suddenly', expressing his doubts.
"After they regain conciousness, they had killed the adventurer and seriously wounded many paterons in the bar."
...
In an intergation room at the police station.
Sitting at the end of a wooden table was Victor who was cuffed. Sitting opposite him was a policeman with a pencil and note book.
"So Victor Karman, would you mind giving me your account of what happened this afternoon at Cheerwood bar? Your fellow adventurers have already given their statement, but I want your side of the story."
The policeman who was holding a pencil and notebook, looked straighted at the dazed Victor who was muttering to himself.
Victor's mutters slowly became louder as he continued to look down at his hands.
"I-I didn't mean too...
"It wasn't my fault...
"I was possessed..."
After waiting awhile, the policeman once again spoke. "Please elaborate Mr Karman."
"It felt like i was dreaming...
"When I awoke I was already holding a gun...
"A-and he was already dead..."
Taking down some notes, the policeman asked another queston. "What caused you all to react that way?"
"Anderson replied oldly...
"And then...
"And then..."
The policeman looked straight into Victor's eyes."Then?"
This time Victor appeared more distraught, as if he was going insane.
"I-I... I shot him...
"I shot him! I shot him! I shot him!"
Crying uncontrollably, the words that came out started to sound like the raving of a madman.
The policeman at this point had called over his colleagues to help calm Victor down and return him to his waiting cell.
While walking out of the room, the policeman analysed the current situation.
They will most likely recieve the death penalty, however what troubles me the most is that all of them weren't lying...
"This makes no sense..." The policeman muttered softly
...
In the corridor of a luxurious mansion lighted up by several gas lamps along the walls.
A yellow haired young man walked down the hallway, his brown cloak illuminated in a soft orange glow by the lamp in his right hand.
In his left, four exquisite wax candles with engravings along its body and a decayed body part of an unknown creature.
Reaching the end of the hallway, he turned his head to look out the glass window. The night sky was pitch black without any stars.
Even the moon was missing, leaving an empty void.
Good, I managed to make it back without anyone noticing me. The young yellow haired man relaxed his body.
Sliently opening the door with his right hand, he entered the room closing the door behind him.
In the pitch black room, he took off his cloak and had thrown it onto the floor. He then placed the lamp on a high quality wooden table, turning it on. With the little light it provided, he went to the middle of the room and placed down the four wax candles in a specific order.
Each candle was placed four meters apart in a clock motion, forming a diamond with the decayed body part in the middle.
After he finished placing the candles, he went to the wooden table and open its cabinet, taking out a golden cased lighter. He then went back towards the candles and flicked open the lighter.
Click. The golden cased lighter opened, emitting a small flame.
He brought the flame towards each of the candles lighting them up. One by one, each of the candles produced a different colour flame.
The first wax candle emitted a soft purple flame which symbolised serinity.
The second wax candle emitted a light blue flame symbolised tranquility.
The third was candle emitted a white flame which symbolised hope.
The fourth and final candle emitted a black flame, which symbolised the darkness of the night.
Finally! I just have to just complete the ritual and I will obtain the power of the moon goddess. After I complete this, I will surely be in the lead in the competetion for the throne.
Haha! I will make those other royal candidate bow down towards me! The young yellow haired man proceeded to kneel down in the middle of the candles.
He pressed his hands together, intertwining his fingers and started praying.
"Goddess of the moon, Empress of the stars, Master of the night.
"I sacrifice to you; A candle infused with lavander. A candle infused with blue moon flower. A candle infused with dandelion. A candle infused with black rose.
"I pray for your blessing during my consumption of your descendant.
"I pray for your help during my absoption of it's power.
"I pray for your protection during my assimilation."
After chating, he picked up the decayed body part and stuffed it into his mouth, sollowing it.
With this... I can... Become the emperor... Slowly, the man begain to lose conciousness.
The world started to turn dark as he felt himself entering a dream like state.
...
The young yellow haired man laid down in a field of lilies under the moonlight.
Still in a reverie, he saw the moon for the first time in his nineteen years of life. The feeling of the light shining apon him, illuminating his whole body.
"How beautiful..." The man muttered.
"Brother!" In the distance a adolescent girl with similar yellow hair called out to him.
Eleanor... Why is she here...
"Come on brother, you are already the king of Ilios you can't be laying down on the ground slacking!" The adolescent girl walked toward the young man.
Emperor? Oh yea, I am the emperor... I have already become the king after surpassing the other candidates in the year 1049.
"The moon, it is beautiful as always isin't it" The adolscent girl said as she looked upwards.
"Yea... As always..." The young yellow haired man slowly sat up.
"Lets go, mother and father are waiting for us!" The adolscent girl grabbed his hand and dragged him forward.
The world suddenly warped and twisted, as the scene before them changed.
They were now in a dining room, infront of them was a long dining table with many exquisite dishes.
"Come have a seat my son." A yellow haired gentleman who was obviously the young man's father pointed to a seat in front of him.
"Congratulation on becoming the king my dear." The blue eyed lady who was the man's mother gave a warm smile.
After sitting down, he picked up his knife and fork cutting off a piece of the steak infront of him.
"Brother this is delicous isin't it!" The adolscent girl had an animated expression after stuffing the steak into her mouth.
"Yes it is..." Still in a daze, the man slowly put the piece of steak into his mouth.
"Crunch."
As he bit into it, he felt that something was amiss. Why is the steak crunchy? The young man then looked down at his plate once again.
Instead of the steak, there was a decayed body part on it.
The young man expression immediately froze, he felt as though his body and thoughts were becoming sluggish.
He slowly raised his head to see what he thought was his father, mother and sister turn into an ancient monster merging together.
No... I can't... Die here... Unable to muster any strength, the young man sat on his seat unmoving.
The monster with four huge eyes that seemed to reflect the abyss, looked straight at him. It slowly climbed onto the table, inching closer towards him.
Not... Good...
The monster then opened it mouth revealing rows of jaggered white teeth.
No... I... Have... To... Be... Emperor...
The monster chomped down on the young man's head severing it completely.
...
Back in reality the young man was in the middle of the formation candles which had already extinguished.
He laid there, motionless.