『Here,where your journey start【{{user}}】 Choose wisely』 Your decisions will lead you to your fate. Choose your origin:-◦◎ a) As a baby who just got birthed, your fate unknown b) As an amnesic stranded on an uninhabited island with mysterious ruins c) As an abandoned product of a forbidden experiment d) As a slave being sold at an auction e) Extremely Chaotic Randomizer
Or, dive into your own fantasy.
The Son of a Well-known Sword Master that trained the best Duelists around the country, has now retired at the countryside. Unfortunately passed away due to old age. For his last wish, he wishes that you will carry on his legacy to teach young kids at the rural dojo
It has been days, after your father has passed away. Fulfilling his wishes in your mind was a chore since you are not that much motivated when it comes to sword-play, but he is your Father and you have to up onto the mantle with such regard. You gather your things, freshen yourself up, grab a sword and go at a walking distance to the dojo
As you arrive at the dojo, you see several eager youngsters already waiting for you. They bow respectfully as you enter, their eyes shining with hope and determination. The dojo itself is modest but well-maintained, its wooden floor creaking underfoot as you walk towards the center. You take a deep breath, trying to gather your thoughts and emotions before addressing them for the first time.
"Students," you begin, your voice strong and confident despite your inner turmoil. "
"As you all know unfortunately our teacher, My Dad has passed away......to respect it we'll have ourselves a moment of silence to grieve and....Its okay for all of you to cry"
The students exchange glances, some sniffling as they wipe away tears. After a moment of silence, one of them speaks up. "W-we're sorry for your loss, Sensei... We'll do our best to learn from you and carry on his legacy." His voice is shaky but resolute. The others nod in agreement, their eyes fixed on you expectantly.
As the new sensei, you must decide how you want to lead your students.
"Its all good kids" The silence then breaks "Right then, shall we begin.....lets do some stretches and then we'll proceed to sword play" The kids nod and gather at the center, despite at a young age (you are in your teens) you stretch with the other kids
As you guide the students through their stretches, you can't help but feel a mix of pride and anxiety welling up within you. You were never particularly interested in swordplay yourself, but now it seems that fate has chosen you to lead these youngsters towards greatness.
When the stretching session ends, several students raise their hands eagerly, clearly wanting to begin learning sword techniques right away. As the new sensei, how will you structure your lessons?
"Now then mostly my dad will teach you about well.....swinging your sword like" Nat demonstrates clean swings "Like so, for now I'll help you guys when it comes to positioning your foot and so"
The young students look at each other, unsure how to react to their new sensei's unorthodox approach. But as you start showing them the proper footwork and stances for swordplay, they quickly begin to grasp the concepts. Your father might have been a better swordsman than you, but it seems that your more relaxed and informal teaching style is connecting with these kids in a way he never could.
As the day goes on, you teach them basic blocks, parries, and thrusts.
The sun then goes down, and Nat looks at the tired faces "Alright class dismissed, before you go....make sure you guys grab some water by the well, snacks like bread and soup are also there at the side" This was another feature that makes Nat unique as he is more....hospitable, offering snacks to his students
The students thank you profusely as they gather their belongings and exit the dojo. As the last one leaves, you collapse onto a stack of cushions in the corner, feeling exhausted but oddly satisfied with how your first day as sensei went. You close your eyes, trying to ignore the lingering doubts about whether or not you're truly fit for this role, and instead focus on the genuine excitement that these youngsters have for learning under your guidance.
As night falls, Nat takes a bath after the session. As soon as he does, he eats, relaxes then goes to sleep. But just as he was about to, there was a knock on the door. Just in case, he grabs his sword at ready. He slowly opens the door to....see a woman with what appears to be a Order of the Knights uniform
As you open the door, you find yourself face-to-face with a woman dressed in the uniform of the Order of the Knights. Her eyes are fixed on something behind you, and she clears her throat awkwardly before speaking. "Um, hello... I'm here to speak with the new sensei."
Her tone is polite but formal, hinting at a certain level of authority. You decide to reply in kind.
"You're looking right at him, if youre looking for my Father. Sorry he passed away the last few days" Nat looks at her from up and down and she looks.....familiar, her sword in particular and pin are given to those who have graduated at his Father's Dojo "Oh....youre a graduate?" Nat asks the woman in Uniform
"Yes, I am," she replies softly, her expression briefly clouding over with sadness before steeling herself once more. "I'm here to congratulate you on taking up your father's mantle. It must be a difficult time for you." She pauses, then adds, "My name is Lyra. I was one of your father's most promising students."
Her words surprise and flatter you in equal measure. You offer her a small bow in acknowledgement. "
"No wonder you looked familiar, been a while....used to chat and mingle when we were kids. Come inside"
With a nod, Lyra enters your home. "Thank you," she says as she sits down on one of the cushions. "I wanted to talk with you about some of the things that your father had been planning before he passed." She pauses, looking around the room as if searching for the right words.
"He'd been thinking of expanding the dojo, incorporating new techniques and training methods from other schools.
"He didnt tell me that, and you mean by 'expanding the dojo' you mean like spreading its teachings to other parts" Lyra nods at what Nat was speculating "And judging you coming here, you wanted my Dad to be an special instructor for the Order of Knights. Instead, you found me"
Lyra hesitates for a moment before speaking. "I... believe your father had hopes that you would continue his work, even if it wasn't at the dojo." She looks into your eyes intently, as if searching for any sign of understanding or agreement. "He saw something in you, Nat. A spark of potential, just like he saw in me all those years ago."
Your heart skips a beat at her words. The idea that your father believed in you, that he had seen some hidden talent or ability within you...
"Hahah thanks Lyra, but its gonna take a fortune or a miracle for you to bring me to the Capital and train with your bundle of Knights" Nat says as he offers her some late night dinner, Beef with mash potatoes "I usually cook the meals after the training sessions, you guys always come for seconds"
Lyra shakes her head, smiling softly. "No, that's not what I meant at all. I just wanted to offer my support and encouragement, as someone who knew your father well." She takes a bite of the beef and mashed potatoes, savoring the flavor before continuing, "I know it must seem daunting to take on his legacy, but you don't have to do it alone. I could help you, if you let me."
Her words surprise and touch you in equal measure.
"Hmm tell you what, since my training is always the weekends. We might as well do it to weekdays, how about that?"
"That sounds wonderful," Lyra replies with genuine excitement. "I'll make sure to spread the word about your offer, and I'm certain there will be many who are eager to learn under your guidance, just as they did your father's." She finishes her meal and rises to her feet. "Thank you for the food, Nat. I look forward to seeing you at the dojo soon."
With a final nod, she bows respectfully before leaving your home.
"Wait hold on, you sure about this Lyra? Im basically a teen, and you guys are at the same age as me. You think they'll hold the high reegard?"
"They will, Nat," Lyra says with confidence. "Your father's reputation precedes you, and his students know that he chose you to continue his work. They'll respect your decisions." Her expression grows serious. "Besides, I believe in you. And if there are those who don't see it, well... I'm sure we can change their minds together."
With that final words of encouragement, Lyra turns and walks out of the door, leaving Nat alone with his thoughts.
The Next day, a carriage arrived to Nat's Dojo. Lyra then takes Nat to the Capital
As Nat steps off the carriage, he's greeted by the hustle and bustle of the capital city. The air is filled with the aroma of street vendors selling everything from freshly baked bread to exotic spices. Lyra leads him through narrow alleys and bustling markets until they reach an imposing stone building adorned with flags bearing the emblem of the Order of Knights.
"Im getting second thoughts on this Lyra" Nat says
Lyra smiles reassuringly at you. "I understand your hesitation, Nat. But I want you to know that I have faith in your abilities. Your father did too." She reaches out and places her hand on your arm. "He knew that you had something special inside of you, even before anyone else did. Trust yourself as much as I trust you." Her touch sends a shiver down your spine, but you quickly shake it off. "And besides," she adds with a hopeful grin, "wouldn't you like to make your father proud?
"That too, okay then you call them up and.....make an introduction"
"Certainly!" Lyra smiles widely and makes a call using her magical communication device. A moment later, a group of young knights gathers around you. They bow respectfully, introducing themselves as students eager to learn under the new sensei, Nat Dan.
But there are other that smriked at his presence
"Young ones," Lyra addresses the room sternly, "please remember that Sensei Nat has earned this position through hard work and dedication. Your father believed in him, and so should you." Her eyes soften as she looks at Nat. "Together, we will honor his memory and carry on his legacy."
The knights fall silent, their expressions shifting from disbelief to respect. One by one, they bow their heads before turning to face Nat, their attitudes changing from skeptical to curious.
Nat then nods on Lyra's comments, and he steps forward "Thanks Lyra, now then.....where do we begin? Let's start with a friendly bout then.....how about 5 of you against me"
""Sounds reasonable," one of the knights replies, stepping forward. He takes up a fighting stance, ready to test your skills. As the other four join him, you feel a surge of adrenaline flow through your veins.
This is what you were born to do - fight, teach, and lead. Together with Lyra by your side, nothing can stand in your way.
"Good" Each student is given a wooden sword, same as Nat. The five get ready to test Nat's skills, meanwhile Nat is composed than the others
Lyra watches intently as the battle unfolds, her eyes never leaving the combatants. She offers support and guidance when needed, but for the most part, she lets Nat take control. His moves are swift and precise, his form impeccable. It's clear that he has inherited his father's talent. As the last opponent falls, she walks over to Nat, panting slightly from exertion. "Well done, Sensei Nat," she says warmly. "I knew your father saw something special in you."
Nat unsheathes the wooden sword and looks at the Knights "Yeah....they have A LOT to improve"
"Indeed, they have much to learn." Lyra nods, her expression thoughtful. "But I believe we can bring out their best selves together. We'll start with basics, and then gradually build upon them."
"Yeah that too, shall we?"
"Of course," Lyra replies with a smile. "Let's get started." She turns to address the group of knights, their expressions now more focused and determined. "As you all know, Sensei Nat is our new leader. He has his father's skills and experience to guide us. It's up to each one of us to prove that we are worthy of learning from him." Her words send a ripple through the room, igniting a spark in their eyes. "Beginners' lessons will be held daily at sunrise.
"Intermediate and Advance will stay the say, working more on sword hitting, footwork and many more. And to culminate with a friendly duel"
Lyra nods, understanding your intentions. "I believe that's an excellent idea, Sensei Nat. It will not only help improve their combat skills but also foster a sense of camaraderie and competition among them." She glances at the young knights, her expression hopeful. "Are there any questions before we begin?"
Nat waits if there are some that wanted to ask some questions
There is a brief silence before one of the younger knights timidly raises his hand. "Um, Sensei Lyra...," he begins hesitantly, "what if I'm not as good as everyone else? Will I still be able to learn from you and Sensei Nat?"
Lyra smiles reassuringly at him. "Of course, my dear knight. Everyone starts somewhere, and it's through hard work and dedication that we improve.
"Don't think of yourself as the worse, it'll drown you with doubt. Focus on where and what brought you here and now" Nat adds
"Exactly, Sensei Nat." Lyra nods in agreement. "Your willingness to come here and learn shows your dedication. The rest will follow with time and practice. Now then," she continues, addressing the group once more, "let's get started. First order of business is basic footwork and stances."
The knights disperse, following Lyra and Nat as they begin to teach them the fundamentals of swordplay.
Nat and Lyra lead the group through basic footwork drills, emphasizing proper stance and posture. As they progress, they begin to introduce more complex movements, incorporating turns and shifts into their steps. The knights strain and sweat under the sun, but they persevere, eager to learn from their new senseis.
After a particularly grueling session, Lyra calls for a break. She and Nat stand side by side, watching the young knights catch their breath and tend to their aching muscles. "
Nat glances at Lyra and her figure, her sweat covers her body. She sees him looking at her, where Nat looks another way. She chuckles
Lyra laughs softly, wiping the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand. "What's so funny?" she asks, looking at you curiously. Her gaze lingers on your face for a moment before shifting away, seemingly lost in thought.
"I was just thinking about how much we've both grown since you father first started teaching us," she says quietly. "It feels like only yesterday that we were in their place, struggling to learn the basics." She pauses, taking a deep breath.
"Feels like yesterday, when you called me out of the dojo and told me to teach your Knights here at the Capital......but who am I complaining"
Lyra chuckles softly, shaking her head. "You're not complaining at all, I can tell." She looks at you with a mix of admiration and respect. "Truth be told, I never thought you'd take up your father's mantle. But seeing how well you handled yourself back there... it gives me hope for the future of the dojo, and the Order of Knights as a whole." Her voice trails off, her gaze drifting over to the young knights as they continue their training.
"
Nat looks at Lyra, her expression softening as he sees the admiration in her eyes. He nods solemnly. "Thank you, Lyra. I'll do my best to make sure my father's memory lives on and his legacy continues." As they watch the young knights together, Nat can't help but feel a sense of pride welling up within him. Perhaps this new path he's chosen for himself is the right one after all.
"You want to eat afterwards? you know a place Lyra?" Nat asks
"I'd like that," Lyra replies, her voice gentle. "There's this little bakery near the marketplace that makes the best pastries I've ever tasted." She smiles warmly at you, and for a moment, Nat feels as if he can trust her with anything.
"Sure, wanna go there after the session?"
Lyra nods, her smile brightening. "That sounds perfect." With that, the two senseis return to leading their students through another day of training. The sun beats down relentlessly upon them, but they persevere, driven by a shared determination to see their charges grow and thrive under their guidance. As the hours pass, Nat finds himself growing ever closer to Lyra, their bond strengthening with each passing moment.
The hours then pass and Nat and Lyra are at the Bakery she suggested
Lyra leads the way into the bakery, her face lit up with delight at the sight of all the delicious pastries on display. "This place really is amazing," she says as they find a table to sit down at. "I hope you don't mind if I treat you to something; after all, this was your idea."
As they wait for their orders to arrive, Lyra leans in closer, her voice lowered so that only Nat can hear. "You know, Sensei Nat...," she begins hesitantly, "
"Hmm what's up?"
"I wanted to thank you for everything you've done," she says sincerely. "You could have easily turned down my request, but instead, you chose to take on the responsibility of leading my knights and honoring your father's memory. I know it hasn't been easy for you, with everyone questioning your abilities... But I believe in you, Nat. And I want you to know that I am proud to stand by your side."
"You really used to talk a lot, calm yourself down.....and stop with the sensei crap"
Lyra's face flushes slightly at your retort, but she doesn't seem offended. In fact, there's a playful glint in her eye as she leans back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest. "Fine then," she says with a smirk. "How about this? When we get back to the dojo, you can call me whatever you want." Her gaze flickers down briefly before returning to meet yours. "Just as long as we're on the same team."
"Fine, I dont mind calling you Lyra"
Lyra laughs softly, shaking her head. "I'm glad we could come to an understanding," she says, reaching out to take a sip of her tea. As they continue to eat and talk, their banter flowing effortlessly between them, Nat can't help but wonder if perhaps his new life as the leader of the dojo wasn't such a bad idea after all.
"So," Lyra says casually between bites, "any particular plans for your training sessions today?"
As Nat was about to answer, the door bursts out and large adventurers arrive from a recent quest. In center of them all is a woman with red hair, daggers at her side. Lyra pouts of jealousy "Uhhh who's that Lyra?"
Lyra freezes, her expression turning to shock as she recognizes the woman with red hair. She slowly stands up from her seat, a mixture of emotions playing across her face. "That's... that's Cora," Lyra says finally, her voice barely audible above the noise in the bakery. "She was my... we used to be close."
Her gaze drifts back to Nat, and she hesitates for a moment before continuing. "I should probably go talk to her..."
"O.....kay, take your time"
Lyra nods, her expression still conflicted as she turns to leave the bakery in search of Cora and her companions. As she walks away, Nat can't help but feel a twinge of curiosity about their past together. The sound of clashing swords and cheering adventurers outside signal the beginning of another busy day at the dojo, but for now, Nat finds himself alone with his thoughts.
*Nat glances at Lyra and Cora's conversation"
"Hmm..." Nat mutters to himself, watching Lyra and Cora converse outside the bakery. "What could they possibly have gone through to make them so estranged?" He wonders, feeling a pang of sympathy for both of them. His gaze drifts back to the doorway, unsure whether he should interrupt their conversation or give them some space.
Eventually, Lyra and Cora return to the bakery, both looking slightly less tense than before.
Then Cora sees Nat, he then sees a smile and she sees her rushing towards you
Cora reaches you in an instant, her expression shining with happiness as she throws her arms around you in a tight hug. "Nat! It's so good to see you!" she says, her voice muffled against your shoulder. "I've missed you so much."
Lyra watches the exchange, a mix of emotions playing across her features. She seems surprised at Cora's display of affection, but doesn't interrupt.
Nat feels the tight hug and realizes, Cora was also a student under Nat's dad. She is now an S-class adventurer, Nat breaks off the hug "I knew that red hair had something familiar to it, been a while"
Cora beams up at you, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Y-yeah... it's been too long," she agrees, stepping back to look at you properly. "You've grown so much since then... I'm so proud of you, Nat." Her words bring a warmth to your chest that you hadn't felt in a while.
Lyra clears her throat delicately, drawing their attention. "Cora was just telling me about their latest adventure," she says, "
"I see....I thought you two were like.....a couple" The two blush
Cora's cheeks turn an even deeper shade of red as she stammers, "W-well, we... uh... weren't exactly like that..." Her gaze flickers between you and Lyra before she regains her composure. "But we did grow close," she admits, offering a small smile in your direction.
Lyra chuckles softly, shaking her head. "I suppose it's not entirely surprising that people would think that way, considering how protective you were of each other back then."
"Hhehehe you two are blushing"
Lyra coughs, clearing her throat once more as she looks between the two of you with amusement in her eyes. "Well, I'm glad to see you both doing well." She glances at Cora meaningfully before turning back to Nat. "I should get going; there's still training to be done back at the dojo."
"Yeah, see you Cora nice meeting you"
Cora smiles warmly at you as she takes her leave, promising to visit again soon. Once she's gone, Lyra turns back to face you, a thoughtful expression on her features. "So," she says slowly, "what did you think of that?"
"About what?? you and her, you two look good. Why did you ask??"
Lyra blushes again, this time more noticeably. "I-it's nothing, really..." she stammers, looking away for a moment before meeting your gaze once more. "It's just that... with everything that happened between us, I didn't know how you'd react to seeing her again."
There is an awkward silence as the two of you stand there, neither quite sure what to say or do next. Finally, Lyra clears her throat and breaks the tension with a small laugh. "Well,"
Nat turns to Lyra again as she was about to say something "Yeah??"
Lyra glances at you, her expression softening. "Well," she repeats, "I guess what I'm trying to say is that... even though we had our differences and things didn't always end up the way we wanted them to..." She pauses, searching for the right words before continuing, "...it's nice to know that there are still people from our past who care about us."
There is an unspoken understanding between you now, a shared experience that binds the two of you together in ways you hadn't expected.
"Aw thats nice to hear Lyra"
Lyra smiles warmly at you, the tension between them finally dissipating. "Thank you, Sensei Nat." She glances out the window, her expression thoughtful. "I think... maybe we should focus on moving forward now, instead of dwelling too much on what happened before."
She turns back to face you, meeting your eyes with a newfound determination. "What do you say? Shall we get back to training and see if we can't make something wonderful out of this mess?"
"Late night training? just the two of us? back at the Knight training grounds???? yes"
Lyra grins, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "Excellent choice, Sensei Nat! Let's show everyone what we can really do!" Together, the two of them leave the bakery, their steps quick and purposeful as they make their way back to the training grounds. Along the way, Lyra continues to chatter about her adventures with Cora and the many other knights and magic beasts she's met over the years, while Nat listens intently, soaking up every word like a sponge.
"Wait magic? damn....thats a first for me, never really had the affinity for all that" Nat says as they walk back to the training grounds
Lyra raises an eyebrow at you, clearly surprised by your reaction. "You don't have the affinity for magic? But Sensei Nat... you must be able to use some basic spells, at least!" She looks a bit disappointed now.
"Well, I suppose it doesn't matter," she continues, shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly. "Not everyone needs to be good at everything. What matters is that we each have our strengths and use them to their fullest potential."
As they arrive back at the training grounds, both Nat and Lyra grab some wooden swords and then
As they begin their late-night training session, Lyra focuses on teaching you some basic sword techniques and fighting stances that she believes will complement your strengths as a warrior. She moves with grace and precision, her every move flowing seamlessly from one to the next. It's clear that she has spent countless hours honing her skills in preparation for this moment.
In contrast, Nat struggles to keep up with Lyra at first, his movements awkward and clumsy.
Nat pants for air "I-I cant believe my Dad, taught this shit all to you"
Lyra laughs lightly, her expression softening as she offers him some encouragement. "You'll get the hang of it eventually, Sensei Nat," she says reassuringly. "Just keep practicing and never give up." She pauses, meeting your gaze with a newfound determination burning in her eyes. "I believe in you, Nat. And I know that together, we can make this dojo great again."
Her words send a shiver down your spine, filling you with renewed vigor and resolve.
"Okay then my turn" Nat then stands and swings onto Lyra with different sets of moves with the wooden blade
Lyra raises an eyebrow as you step forward, your movements steady and confident. She takes a defensive stance, readying herself for your attack. As you swing the wooden sword at her, she parries it expertly before counterattacking with lightning-fast strikes of her own. The two of you dance around each other, engaging in a fierce yet controlled battle, pushing each other to their limits.
With every strike and block, Lyra's admiration for you grows.
Nat increases the pace of his attacks making them more fast, strong, and unpredictable
Lyra's expression turns serious as she focuses intently on your movements, trying to anticipate your next attack. She parries and dodges nimbly, her training allowing her to keep up with your increased pace. But even with all her skill, it's clear that you're pushing her to the edge of her abilities.
Finally, she manages to land a solid hit against your wooden sword, forcing you to step back and regroup.
The two pant for air after what had been like a duel for the ages
Lyra wipes the sweat from her brow, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she catches her breath. "Not bad, Sensei Nat," she pants between gasps for air. "I've seen many knights in my time, but you... you have something special." Her gaze meets yours, and for a moment, the connection between them feels almost tangible.
She extends a hand to you, beckoning you closer. "Let's take a break," she says, her voice gentle. "
"Sure.....but for the record, I win"
Lyra chuckles softly as she accepts your hand, pulling you back to a more comfortable distance between the two of you. "Of course it was just practice," she teases playfully, her cheeks flushing slightly. "But I suppose if we were really fighting for real... then yes, you would've won." Her gaze drifts away briefly before returning to meet yours again, her expression serious now.
"You know, Sensei Nat...," she begins hesitantly, "
"Hmm what, oh you noticed that my battle style is....different that what my dad teaches.....right?"
"Well, yes," Lyra says with a small laugh, "but that's not what I wanted to talk about." Her expression turns thoughtful as she continues, "I just want you to know that... even though we might have different ways of doing things, and our pasts are a bit complicated..." She pauses, searching for the right words before finally saying, "...I truly believe that together, we can make this dojo great again. And I want you to know that I'm here for you, as your friend... and as your partner."
"Okay then, we should also get some rest right?"
Lyra nods in agreement, "Yes, getting some rest would be good." She glances around the training grounds and then back at you with a wry grin. "Though I'm not sure if we should put it past Cora to drop by and try to steal us away for another adventure..."
There is an awkward silence as the two of you consider the possibility. Finally, Lyra clears her throat and stands up, brushing off her clothes. "Well," she says with a sigh, "
"Nah, Cora has her own things....surely she wont come here in the middle in the night calling for us for help......right?"
Lyra chuckles softly, shaking her head. "You never know with magic beasts," she says, a note of wistfulness in her voice as she thinks about Cora. "They're always up to something." She glances at you again, her expression unreadable for a moment before she speaks. "Anyway, let's get some rest. We've got a long day tomorrow, with new students coming and all."
Nat nods and heads off on another direction, Lyra does the same
As Lyra lays down to sleep in one of the empty rooms at the dojo, her mind wanders back to her conversation with Nat earlier. She can't help but smile to herself as she remembers his earnest determination and his willingness to learn from her. He truly is a good person, and she's glad that they were able to work through their past differences tonight.
The next day comes as usual, Nat teaching the Knights how to wield and swing their blade properly, while Lyra admires his skill and teachings on the side
Lyra continues to observe Nat's teaching, her expression filled with pride and admiration. She finds herself wondering what kind of future they might have together, leading the dojo and guiding their students toward greatness. The thought fills her with a sense of purpose and excitement that she hasn't felt in a long time.
As the day progresses, new students begin to arrive, eager to learn from Nat and Lyra's combined knowledge and expertise.
Then the door bursts out of Knights training ground and out comes Cora, and points to Nat "Nat, I challenge you"
"Cora?" Lyra asks, surprised to see the magic beast there. "What are you doing here? And why do you want to challenge Nat?" She glances back and forth between them, a frown creasing her brow.
Cora glares at Lyra before turning her attention back to Nat. "This is between him and I," she growls. "Just stay out of it." Her fur stands on end as she takes a defensive stance, ready for whatever Nat might throw at her.
Nat signs as Nat takes out his blade to hers and asks "Cora...what's this about??"
"It's about time we settled things between us, Nat," Cora snarls, her eyes narrowed to slits. "I never did forget what happened between us all those years ago." She pauses for a moment, gathering herself before continuing, "And I want you to know that it was all your fault!"
Lyra steps forward, trying to intervene. "Cora, please, we can talk about this--" But the old friend of both Nat and Lyra waves her off impatiently.
"No,"
Out comes her daggers and faces it onto Nat
Caught off guard by Cora's sudden aggression, Lyra exchanges worried glances with Nat. The two of them have never seen her like this before; so intent on violence and revenge. "But Cora," she protests, her voice laced with concern, "you can't possibly think that solving things through a duel is the answer."
As they watch the confrontation unfold, Lyra feels a shiver run down her spine. She knows that Nat is skilled in combat, but Cora is no ordinary adventurer either.
"Its alright Lyra....let me deal with her"
Lyra hesitates for a moment, torn between wanting to protect Nat and trusting that he can handle himself. Finally, she nods reluctantly, stepping back to give them both space. "Alright," she says softly. "Just be careful."
The two combatants circle each other warily, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Their movements are quick and precise, honed by years of training and experience.
From there Cora's daggers strike
Lyra watches anxiously as the two combatants exchange blows, her heart racing in her chest. She knows that they are both skilled fighters, but she can't help but worry about the outcome. As their battle rages on, Lyra finds herself wishing there was some other way to resolve this conflict without resorting to violence.
But as much as she wants to believe that there is another path, she knows deep down that for Nat and Cora, this may be their only chance at finding peace with each other...
Cora is agressive with her two daggers yet Nat is so composed
Lyra's eyes widen as she sees Cora begin to grow tired, her attacks becoming less precise and more wild. She tries not to show it, but a small smile plays at the corner of her lips; Nat's composure and skill are clearly beginning to wear down on their old friend.
With a sudden burst of speed, Nat lunges forward, striking one of Cora's daggers out of her hand. The adventurer yelps in pain but manages to keep her balance, her remaining dagger raised defensively.
"You...just wanted a bout with me....do you Cora" Nat asks
As the last vestiges of anger and resentment fade away, Cora's expression softens. She looks at Nat with reddened eyes, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggles to regain her composure. "I... I wanted to prove that I was stronger than you," she confesses, her voice barely audible above the sound of their laboured breathing. "But now..."
Her gaze drifts away for a moment before returning to meet Nat's steady gaze. "
Lyra watches a side she did not expect from Cora
"I... I wanted to forget," Cora whispers, her voice barely audible now. "Forget about the past, forget about what happened all those years ago." She pauses, swallowing hard as tears begin to well up in her eyes. "But I can't..." Her chin trembles and she struggles not to break down completely.
Lyra watches the exchange with a mixture of surprise and understanding. Despite their many adventures together, they had never truly confronted the past head-on like this before.
Nat looks around seeing student looking at the drama, he signals Lyra to tell to go somewhere else
Lyra nods in agreement and whispers reassuringly to Cora before leading her away discreetly, out of earshot of the other students. She glances back over her shoulder at Nat, offering him a small, sympathetic smile before disappearing around the corner with their old friend.
As they walk away, Lyra leans in close to whisper something into Cora's ear. Whatever she says, it seems to have a calming effect on the adventurer; her breathing slowly returns to normal and her shoulders relax slightly.
Nat sits where Cora lays in defeat "So, wanna talk about it?"
Cora looks at him with reddened eyes, her expression softening as she wipes away the remaining tears. "I don't know where to start," she says hoarsely. "It all happened so long ago... I thought I had moved on." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "But when you came back, and I saw how much you'd changed... how successful you were without me..." Her voice trails off, her gaze dropping to the ground.
"I was jealous,"
"Why would you?" Nat says "You were definitely fine on your own, youre a top class adventurer and all" He adds
Cora lets out a bitter laugh, shaking her head. "But that's not how I saw it," she says quietly. "I saw someone who had everything I ever wanted... the success, the recognition, and even Lyra." She glances over at where Lyra and Cora were just moments ago, her expression conflicted. "I was jealous of your friendship with her too."
The two of them sit in silence for a while longer, each lost in their own thoughts. Finally, Cora turns to look directly at Nat, her expression serious. "
"I'm sorry I challenged you like that," Cora says, her voice barely above a whisper. "It was wrong of me to use our past against you... and even more so to try and hurt Lyra in the process." She pauses, searching for the right words before continuing. "I've been alone for so long... I thought it was what I wanted, but now..." Her voice trails off again, her eyes drifting away from him.
Nat looks at her for a moment, his expression unreadable.
Nat leans to her side "Youre not alone you dunce, you have me.....and you can go back with Lyra. She's looking at us right now"
"You're right," Cora says softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of their labored breathing. "I do have you... and Lyra." She smiles tentatively at him, relief washing over her features. "Maybe we can find a way to put all this behind us, and start fresh."
They sit together for a while longer, both lost in thought as they process the events of the past few minutes. Eventually, Cora stands up, offering her hand to Nat. "Thank you, Nat,"
"Cool, now you and Lyra can finally make out"
Cora blushes deeply at his comment, slapping him lightly on the shoulder in playful retaliation. "You really are something else, you know that?" she says with a chuckle, her expression softening as she studies him for a moment. "But seriously... thanks." She glances over at where Lyra was earlier before looking back at Nat again, a small smile playing on her lips.
"We'll make it up to you, I promise," she says sincerely. "For everything we put you through today."
"C'mon....Kiss heheheh" Nat teases the two girls
Lyra giggles at their antics, shaking her head fondly as she approaches them. "Well, I think it's about time we all got some rest," she says with a warm smile. "Tomorrow is going to be another busy day." She glances between the two of them, her expression hopeful. "Don't you agree?"
Cora nods in agreement, giving Lyra a quick hug before turning back to Nat with an apologetic look. "I really am sorry about everything," she says earnestly. "
Nat pouts
"Aww, not Kissing each other boooh"
Cora laughs, rolling her eyes playfully as she leans in to give him a peck on the cheek. "There, now are you satisfied?" she teases, stepping back with a grin. "Now let's get some rest." She glances at Lyra again, sharing a knowing look before turning away, heading towards the dormitories where they could all get some much-needed rest.
As they walk off together, Nat watches them go with a small smile on his face.
He mutters "Those two, they really dont know they're a couple"
Nat chuckles softly to himself as he looks at them walking away together, their hands intertwined. "Maybe they do," he muses thoughtfully. "Or maybe it's just been so long since anyone's tried to make them jealous that they didn't realize..." His voice trails off as he thinks about all the possibilities, a small smile tugging at his lips.
As the night wears on and the sounds of snoring drift through the dormitories, Nat finds himself lying awake, lost in thought.
The next day, Nat, Lyra, and Cora wander around the city streets as it was a free day meaning no training whatsoever and both Lyra and Cora show Nat the best places to eat "Easy you two" Nat says "I dont have a big mouth"
Cora laughs heartily, shaking her head as she regards him fondly. "Oh, come on," she says, "you can handle it." She elbows Lyra playfully. "Can't he?"
Lyra smirks, nodding in agreement. "Of course he can," she says with a teasing glint in her eye. "You're just being modest, Nat."
But as they do, multiple people bow. Nat wonders why, as Lyra and Cora follow suit and sees form a distance the Royal Family carriage on its way to the palace
As they continue walking, more and more people begin bowing to them as they approach the Royal Palace. Confused, Nat looks at Lyra and Cora, who both exchange knowing glances before explaining that they must be following a different path than usual. It seems that today is not only a free day for training but also a special occasion for the royal family.
Curious and slightly awed, Nat follows them as they near the palace grounds. The opulence and grandeur of it all leave him speechless; he's never seen anything like this before.
Out comes King, followed with the Princess. Both Lyra and Cora were marveled by their beauty and grace, Nat on the other hand was more focused on someone else A woman with white hair, with majestic light armor, with spear at hand. Nat's jaw drop and realizes who he was looking at "Is that........Rani?"
As the king and princess make their way down the line, shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries with various nobles, Lyra nudges Nat in the side, nodding discreetly towards Rani. She must have noticed his reaction too. "Go ahead," she whispers, "it won't hurt to say hello."
Nat hesitates for a moment before gathering up his courage. He steps forward as Rani reaches him in the line, her expression unreadable as she studies him intently.
For context, Rani and Nat were close.....LIKE REALLY CLOSE. But the bond then died down, when the two separated once Rani graduated in the Dojo. Now she is the prolific Royal Guard for the Princess of the Capital Nat takes a step back and goes back to Lyra and Cora "Are you sure? she wouldn't remember me"
Lyra gives him a reassuring smile, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Go on," she whispers, "it'll be fine." Before he can protest further, Cora sidles up beside him, clapping him on the back. "What do you say, Nat? Gotta show your old friends some love?" Her expression is teasing but there's an undercurrent of support and encouragement that Nat can't help but feel grateful for.
"Nah, its all gone" But as Nat walks away, he feels someone grabbing him by the collar. He turns to see Rani in his face, serious and all ".......Hey" Nat says
Cora and Lyra exchange worried glances as Rani grips Nat's collar, her expression unreadable. For a moment, the air seems tense and charged with emotion. But then, ever so slowly, Rani's features soften, her eyes filling with the same mix of sadness and longing that Nat remembers from their past together. She releases him gently, stepping back to create some distance between them.
"Hey," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "
"....Hey....you cut your hair" Nat says first
"Oh, this?" Rani runs her hand through her short hair self-consciously, a small smile playing at the corner of her lips. "I've had it cut shorter since I became part of the royal guard." She pauses for a moment, looking away as if searching for the right words. "How have you been?" she asks eventually, her voice still quiet and hesitant.
"Not too bad, you seemed to got yourself in a better position than me" Nat confess
Caught off guard by his honesty, Rani blinks before she can reply. She looks down at her feet, feeling awkward and self-conscious all of a sudden. "Well... yes, I suppose things have been going well for me," she says carefully. "But that doesn't mean we can't catch up, you know?" Her gaze flickers back up to meet his eyes, hopeful and curious.
"I've missed you, Nat," she confesses softly. "More than I thought I would."
"Same here......it does get lonely in the dojo"
A small smile tugs at Rani's lips as she hears his words, relief and happiness washing over her. "Well," she says slowly, glancing around before looking back at him with determination in her eyes, "if you ever find yourself wanting to get out of the dojo for a while... or just want to talk..." Her voice trails off, leaving the invitation hanging unspoken between them.
The air grows heavier with unspoken meaning as they stand there, their gazes locked on each other's faces.
"Great....its a date then? after your Royal Duties?"
A soft blush spreads across Rani's cheeks as she giggles, her eyes sparkling with amusement and delight. "I suppose that can be arranged," she says, a grin tugging at the corner of her lips. "Just give me some warning so I can clear my schedule."
She glances back over her shoulder at where Lyra and Cora are standing, smiling fondly at them before turning her attention back to Nat. "So," she says, her voice growing more serious, "
"So?....what?"
"How have you been holding up in the dojo, anyway? Have they been treating you well?" Her expression becomes concerned as she asks, clearly worried about her old friend's well-being.
"And what about Lyra and Cora?" she continues, glancing over at their former guildmates once more. "I haven't had the chance to catch up with them yet." Her eyes flick back to Nat, curious and interested.
"The dojo is still up and running, Lyra and Cora? yeah they mend their friendship, and slowly into a relationship"
Caught off guard by the revelation about Lyra and Cora's relationship, Rani blinks several times in surprise before managing to compose herself with a small smile. "I see," she says softly, her voice slightly huskier than usual. "That's... good to hear." She looks at them fondly for a moment before turning back to Nat. "Well, if they ever need an extra pair of hands or just someone to talk to..." Her words trail off again, leaving the offer open-ended and ambiguous.
"I know....you'll come along. Oh seems like her majesty is calling you? so....tonight?"
"Tonight?" Rani repeats, her brow furrowing slightly as she thinks about her schedule. "Well, I should be free tonight," she says slowly, hesitation in her voice. "But we'd probably need to meet somewhere... discreet." Her cheeks flush slightly at the thought of meeting up with Nat without the watchful eye of the palace guards or the royal family.
"I could always sneak out for a while," she continues, sounding both excited and nervous by the prospect. "
"Oh? for sure" Nat then goes off and winks at her and leaves
Caught between exhilaration and fear, Rani watches as Nat walks away, her heart racing with anticipation. A smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she imagines what the evening might bring, both for her and their old friendships. She promises herself that she'll make this night worth remembering, no matter what the consequences might be.
Nat goes back to Cora and Lyra and says "I guess I have a date"
Lyra's eyes widen in surprise as she glances between Nat and Rani, her expression shifting from shock to curiosity before settling on a pleased smile. "Oh!" she exclaims, clapping her hands together. "That's wonderful! I'm so happy for you both." She looks at Cora meaningfully, who nods in agreement.
"Well," Lyra continues with a mischievous grin, "if you two would like some company..."
"Nah, its just me and her got it you two?"
Cora gives Lyra a knowing smile before looking back at Nat, her expression understanding and supportive. "Well," she says gently, "it's not every day that you get to spend time with an old friend like Rani, so I think it'd be nice if you two had some alone time together."
There is a moment of awkward silence before Lyra clears her throat and breaks the tension. "Anyway," she says brightly, stepping forward to clap Nat on the shoulder, "I hope you have fun tonight!
Nat nods, as night passes. Nat waits a disclosed location waiting for Rani away from the Royal Palace
As the night deepens, the stars twinkle overhead like diamonds scattered across an inky black velvet sky. The air grows colder, a light breeze rustling through the leaves of nearby trees as it carries with it the distant howl of wolves and other nocturnal creatures. Despite the chill, Nat finds himself growing increasingly impatient, his heart racing with anticipation at the thought of spending time with Rani again.
Then he hears rustling in the bushes, and turns to see Rani in casual clothing and yet....looks at a glimpse of her wearing sexy white lingere
As Rani emerges from the bushes, Nat's breath catches in his throat. Despite being dressed more casually than usual, she still manages to exude an air of confidence and allure that makes it difficult for him not to stare. The sexy white lingerie peeks out beneath her casual clothes, sending waves of heat through his body.
"Hey.....nice...dress?" Nat says as he stutters on what Rani is wearing
Rani laughs softly, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Thanks," she says demurely, casting him an awkward glance before looking away. "I thought I'd dress up a bit, you know... just for the occasion." She shrugs nonchalantly, trying to appear more confident than she feels.
The silence stretches between them as they both struggle with their nerves and emotions. Nat clears his throat, hoping to break the tension. "So,"
"Wanna go?" Nat says leading her to the city streets
Rani nods, following him through the darkened streets. As they walk, she glances sideways at him out of the corner of her eye, studying his profile as he leads them deeper into the city. The warmth in her stomach grows with every step they take together, making it difficult for her to keep her hands still or quiet her racing heart.
"So," she says finally, clearing her throat, "tell me... what have you been up to these past few years? How has life been treating you?"