Will of chaos

Pov Klaus (Moon Butcher):

When I was called I thought it was to be called attention due to my investigation, I'm sure she knows what I've been doing.

But I couldn't help it when from my subordinates I said that I had seen someone like her in the Dark Continent.

I finally managed to get information about a Gray Elf with the same characteristics as her, I won't give up, I can't give up.

When I was getting ready to go get more information from someone from the Church of Light who seems to be looking for someone with her characteristics, the King called me.

But I never expected it to be because of a letter, let alone a letter from that continent, this letter has the seal of her village and is addressed to me.

"(It could be a letter from her, maybe someone found her or maybe something happened.)" (I)

My mind kept producing infinite ideas of what would be in that letter, but I had an idea that I couldn't bear to think about, an idea that filled me with fear.

"Whether or not you want to open this letter is your decision, but just remember not to regret your decision." (Ury)

I look at the World Tree Spirit standing in front of me, she runs her hand over my head the same way she did when I was a kid, nowadays only she would dare to treat me like that.

"Joan..." (I)

I close my eyes, the image of that beautiful woman eternally etched in my heart, her courage, daring, and sense of duty unmatched.

Her beautiful straight black hair, her eyes like purple jewels that sparkled in the starlight, and her smile that lit up the darkest of nights.

I open my eyes and look at the envelope in my open hand, as it was addressed to both me and King Uryma, I'm sure he's already read it.

I take the letter and open it to read, every word of the letter hurts my heart in such a way that no torture I have ever endured has ever been able to compare.

I stopped halfway through the letter, I couldn't read anymore, and my vision was blurry from tears that wouldn't stop.

"Joana... it's my fault... if I were stronger..." (I)

The letter describes that she had lost an arm and a leg in combat and that she spent her entire life in a poor village until she died of illness there.

"She's gone... if she's gone forever..." (I)

"You still haven't read the second page of the letter my son." (Uryma)

"..." (I)

I was afraid to continue reading, I know very well that on that continent no one should have managed to make garlic like that with Joana, her fate would have been great if it hadn't been for me bringing danger to her door.

I needed to go to the Morror Continent, I must go to her grave, but first I need to know more, so I keep reading the letter.

When I read the letter again, it was like a shock running through my whole body, what the rest of the letter said was something that was far beyond what I ever dared to imagine, my heart was beating so fast it felt like it might burst.

"..." (I)

"Daughter... I have a daughter... I'm a father???" (I)

"(That's why she disappeared, she wasn't running from me, she wasn't afraid of my enemies.)" (I)

"She wanted to protect... our daughter..." (I)

"Wait! But the information I've been getting." (I)

"It can not be." (I)

"My sister on the Morror Continent shared this with me, see." (Ury)

The World Tree Spirit opens its hands and a large image forms showing two Gray Elves fighting, one of them was a young Gray Elf who was very similar to Joan and had her mask attached to her waist.

The way she moved during combat, the way she fought, the way she watched everything around her, and her daring in combat.

"(Similar, she very much resembles Joana fighting, but where Joana was delicate, she is aggressive, very similar to me.)" (I)

"She's beautiful like her mother, but that means the person you let us know is her." (I)

"My daughter, my dear Kira." (I)

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Pov Zenos:

I was in the room of the Adventurer's Guild master Randel, who has just discovered that he is also the local representative of the Elf village of this desert.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Zenos." (I)

"Zenos..." (Randel)

He stiffens when he hears my name and looks at me seriously, I wonder if he's thinking about the wanted posters the Church of Light keeps spreading about me.

"It shouldn't be you... but if you're with Margareth..." (Randel)

"Have you changed your appearance?" (Randel)

I take off my eye patch and start to reshape my face, the flesh and muscles are a bearable pain but moving the bones in such a way that it should have been impossible was a pain I never get used to, my luck the changes were small in size my face.

Sigh

"How did you know?" (I)

"He is well?" (Kira)

"I'm fine, thanks for worrying." (I)

"Interesting disguise technique, unlike what Gray Elves do, reshaping the muscles is one thing, but such subtle changes in the bones..." (Randel)

"Don't get lost in your analyses." (Margareth)

"Yes, yes, of course, sorry about that, but I like analyzing skills, I hope I didn't make a bad impression." (Randel)

"Fine, I don't mind." (I)

The Guild Master looks at me again, but this time it looks like he's been checking out my appearance.

"The appearance matches the information, so I assume the other Elf in the maid dress must be Miss Freya." (Randel)

"You seem to know a lot about me." (I)

"I have been ordered to escort you two to my village if you wish." (Randel)

"Whose orders are these?" (I)

"No, I was just told to be courteous and treat you with respect." (Randel)

"I was also informed about your appearance, so I was confused earlier." (Randel)

"They said you were the son of the Goddess Selene, so it made sense to be with Margareth." (Randel)

"That makes things easier, that's exactly what I would ask for, we want to go to your village." (Margareth)

"Alright, none of you need to go through verification, I'll take you all tomorrow before the Suns rise over the horizon." (Randel)

"Thank you, Randel." (Margareth)

"Just go away, being in the room too long can make others suspicious, so I'll yell at you as you leave, I apologize in advance." (Randel)