Campoccino

Within the ten Domains, it is only the Voids who are powerless. They have been subjected to the mockery of others, being unable to use mana nor cast any spell. For a thousand years that has been their fate, until there were those bold enough to try and change their fate.

This is the story of a world destroyed by war and greed. A story coated by all sorts of sins and secrets. A story where only the strongest survive. A story of a young boy laughed upon by fate.

This is A Story of Evil.

A Story of Evil

Vines cover the area where the trees were. These hung down the branches and were thick enough for Nathan to believe that, Hendrickson would be able to swing down them without the vines snapping. They had no way to test this out however, nor was Nathan planning to swing their way towards their opponents. Nor was Hendrickson planning to entertain this same idea.

The area was slowly getting darker. It was nearly noon and the two have neither rested nor ate. This is all because of Hendrickson of course. Wanting to return the favor to the Detonator Monkeys which they encountered.

Nathan on the other hand was very weary of where they were. It didn't look like the safest of places and, for some reason he also felt like there was something wrong with the place. That's why, he voiced out his concern to Hendrickson yet again.

"Wait." Hendrickson wasn't able to hear this. He was too focused on his goal to hear anything aside from the sounds which the monsters will make.

Hendrickson and Nathaniel II