The Confrontation

Evangelista was in a difficult situation as she was in the middle of the enemy's heartland. The army was preparing for any unexpected movement from her. The only way she could withdraw was, after she left the organization full of wounds, she passed by me as I was heading to the organization to surrender myself. Evangelista said: "I don't believe he is the same type from the future. That idiot is going to present himself to Silas Vance, the strongest quint hunter in the world."

After I arrived at the door I said out loud: "Silas, I'm here." Silas opened the cameras to make sure, and when he saw my face, he was shocked. Then he said: "Eilert, the killer of chaos and the wielder of the most powerful tools of destruction." I got angry and released a huge pressure of energy to the point that they almost vomited blood. I said: "Don't call my friends. With tools, otherwise, I will drop this place on your head."

Anya said: "How can that be, since you are sealed and cannot use any weapon?" Talon replied, saying: "Do not underestimate him, he is Alaya's perfect vessel. With an oasis look, he can erase a mountain from existence with any weapon." I answered, saying: "It seems You are clever and well-informed, young man. It was a wise decision not to fight me. The important thing is that I came to surrender myself."

As the tension in the room thickened, the atmosphere crackled with uncertainty. Silas Vance, known for his unyielding demeanor, regarded me with a mix of disbelief and calculation. The weight of his gaze bore down on me, but I remained steadfast in my resolve to end the conflict peacefully.

"I didn't expect you to come willingly," Silas finally spoke, his voice low and measured. "But your surrender changes nothing. You've caused too much chaos, Eilert. There will be consequences."

I met his gaze squarely, unflinching. "I understand," I said. "I'm prepared to face whatever punishment is deemed necessary. But I come not as an enemy, but as someone seeking redemption."

Silas regarded me for a long moment, his expression inscrutable. Then, with a nod, he signaled to his guards. "Take him into custody," he commanded. "We'll discuss his fate further."

And with that, the chapter closed on one chapter of my life, and a new one began, fraught with uncertainty but tempered with hope for a better future. My name is Eilert, and this is my story.