id.est.a.glum.knight..: Night Three.

«The Plan» was plain simple: Eliminate USA.

It all started when A Prophet told Little boy about Michelle Ranna.

That prophet was a witwicky.

Her name: Samantha Witwicky alias The Tuxedo Man.

Little boy, then, ordered 'l-a-d' to manipulate USA into thinking something great was happening when nothing actually was.

USA, duped, kidnapped and tortured three Michelle Ranna's.

As stated in the first volume; one died, one fled and one changed.

The real host of Quintessa was supposed to be the one who fled.

But then, no one knew about that.

Which made them choose the latter one; The Michelle Ranna we know today.

Hence, Quintessa made her comeback.

But things didn't end there.

Choosing the Michelle Ranna that we know was the biggest mistake Little boy ever did.

What Little boy, for the first time ever, forgot to think about was the mindset of Quintessa.

Having Harry as the guardian Of The Cube dying was not part of the plan.

General Witwicky being sent to prison was not part of the plan.

Unicron showing himself to Quintessa and proposing an alliance were not part of the plan.

USA being Quintessa's playground was not part of the plan.

Because it was now a place where a goddess was living.

Hence, UNTOUCHABLE.

So many variables and no counter to them.

So now, what was Little boy supposed to do?

He decided to rely on his other helpful hand.

Somewhere on Earth.

Eastern Region.

Past Midnight.

"The Right Hand of Master died lamentably. Our forces has taken a good hit. What's next now? What do we do?"

Explains a calm elder with hairy features.

Next to him, drinking cold fuzed green tea.

A shadow of someone who's the Left hand of Little boy.

Respected for being the only one to have an equal standing to Little boy.

She deliberatedly gave up on the knighthood to become a transmigrator in seek of more knowledge for her personal goal.

The Former knight chosen by the Talisman and Former Guardian of the Cube: Hué Toronto.

"I know, Papy. I guess it's our turn. Warn the others that we are going on a little trip."

Answers a dark skin woman with white eyes and hair.

"Hû, I heard you are on the move. I already told you that I got it. You don't need to expose yourself just yet."

Another shadow appears but doesn't show itself.

It speaks with worry towards Hué Toronto.

"It is too late, Boy. I must avenge My Disciple who died a meaningless fight. For you who lost a best friend, for Sam who lost her lover."

Hué Toronto replies, mentioning the name of the shadow: Little boy.

"I know you won't die. I know who you are. But there are bigger fish than Quintessa. You know 'who' I'm talking about. Hû, I failed Harry. I don't want to fail you too. I feel like lately, my mind has been playing me tricks. I can't get rid of the fact that I fucked up real good."

Tormented by Harry's death, Little boy talks about his worries.

To someone close like Hué Toronto, Little boy knows he can be familiar.

"Everyone dies, boy. Harry just met his end sooner. A painful but peaceful end. So, inutile to sacrifice anymore lives. Let me handle it this time. Have faith.."

The shadow flinches for a moment but retains its composure.

"I see. I trust you, Hû. Make her pay."

Hué Toronto never obeyed Little boy as they were on Equal Standing for some reason.

But this time, she did.

"Yes, I will, boy."

Hué Toronto.

A name given to her by Little boy's parents.

Always attracted people to serve her.

She had that cold-blooded mind to lead and protect those she cared for.

To the outsiders, she seemed like a Cold Queen but to those who knew her like her subordinate.

They always protected her in return.

Knowing how fragile she could be.

Hué Toronto.

Another villainess that was hidden.

Hué Toronto.

Someone you will never be able to forget.

To be continued.

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