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“You were in the White Juggernauts?!” Joaquin looked from the dark-hair man back to Father Aaron and apologies for his rudeness.

“Yes, they were years when I was young and irrational. Being part of the Marluna unit, but that was long ago, you should eat your food before it gets cold.”

Joaquin tried to picture the fragile Father Aaron with long blond hair and radiant silver armor and sharp silver sword in hand, but it didn’t work out too well before he could even picture the battlefield his imaginary land was shatter but the dark hair man got up and leaf abruptly.

“Where is he going? Asked Joaquin eating the last remains of his pea soup.

“Probably to Smoke in Water.” Rina notice that Joaquin had no idea what she was talking about and when on to explain. “Its a bar not far away from here it---”

“Also the place were Karlam must had gone too.” said Father Aaron getting to his feet. “Your not going to make it out in those sort of cloths, here have this.” he threw several garments that Joaquin picked from. Finally he picked some black pants with brown ridding booths a short brown jacket and a long sleeves white shirt.

“If your using this your sword, you mean need this.” Rina threw a black belt at him, he cut it and saw that the side of the belt contained small punching-daggers. “There throw-able, if you lose your sword or your open takes advantage of your poor quality blade you can always use them. I made them myself with Mythril so there more durable.”

He clicked the belt around his waist and said. “Hey! What mean poor quality blade?”

“That sword your holding is made with cast-iron the worse material for making weapons, but just take your scabbard and pray to Bathara Guru that you don’t fight a real sword or otherwise your gone.” Rina handed over the scabbard to Joaquin who strapped around his belt.

“Are you two ready?” said Father Aaron taking the last of the dishing to a water pot and placing them there, before turning around to grave a golden knife from the corner of the and placing in his pocket.

“Who is Bathara Guru?” asked Joaquin now lost.

“The chief god of my people religion, most of my people were hunted into extermination, so no one is aware of our traditions. But I think I like it better that way.” she fallow Father Aaron outside and turn to Joaquin. “Coming?”

“Yes!” he said follow right after them.

Again it was daylight in this strange land, the road Rina and Father Aaron had took was nothing like the one Karlam had made him take. It was an old stone road, several rusted and mold growing weapon and armor lay in each side of the road.

“Nothing to worry about.” said Father Aaron has he notice Joaquin looking at the decaying relics. “This junk being here sense the battle between the North Resistance and the White Juggernaut, as you can see all the North and their allies South and East Resistances were crushed, here lays the prove that without trained and knowledgeable leaders even the largest armies could fall.”

“Where you in the battle?”

“Most serenely I was, after all I was the Commander of the Marluna unit. We were send to crush the East Resistances, back then I was so proud of my unit not a single casualty. And then when we thought we had them, bam! The leader of the East Resistances show up, a man I only came to know as the Undefeated of the East, he was beat with no mercy. He didn’t move a muscle, you see this man was capable of throwing emotions just like a skillful Roman soldier, he bombarded my unit with emotions of guilt and those that did not commit suicide within the battle were traumatize forever, even I was.” Father Aaron looked at his hands as something was ultimately wrong.

“Excuse me Father Aaron but you said “Roman soldier”, do mean we are in Earth?”

Rina looked at Joaquin with curiosity she never heard of this place “Earth” and she shifted her vision back to Father Aaron who spoke. “No, not in the literal sense. This is a planet, and it citizens and vegetation closely resembles Earth‘s, but its not. This world word for itself is Xerulim, I have adopted this as the name of this strange land and my permanent home.”

Wait are you saying that you are not from this Xerulim?!” asked Rina with an air of anxiety.