Cross The Bridge

The sun started appearing over the horizon, making the tranquility of night slowly retreat to the west until it could no longer be seen. The morning light started shining down onto the city, people started waking up and heading to work.

The once quiet city was now turning more bustling and crowded like the usual atmosphere of the city.

Inside a room of a cheap hotel in the southeast section of the city, sunlight shone onto a simple bed through the glass window onto a young man's face. He was sleeping soundly without a care in the world.

Suddenly a fly from somewhere flew near him and landed on his face, he scrunched his face in annoyance as he moved his hands slightly up his face to chase the fly away and went back to sleep.

A few moments later, the fly returned to wreak havoc on his heavenly sleep and he raised his hand to chase the thing away again. Just as he thought he would finally be in peace, the winged demon came back once again to annoy him. This time he didn't sleep anymore but sat up while grumbling in irritation:

"I was having a good dream you flying monster..."

He ruffled his messy hair and got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to refresh himself.

The sound of the shower tap opened for 15 minutes or so before it stopped. The young man walked out with a towel on his head and headed for the nearby wooden closet. He opened the door and picked up the last pair of clothing he had left to put on.

After finishing dressing himself he took his pile of dirty clothing and brought them inside the bathroom to wash them.

The young man was Achilles Morningstar, he had just made a fortune yesterday and today was the day he would use that fortune to get something that would benefit himself greatly.

He walked back to the bed and laid down on it when he suddenly remembered:

"Oh shit, If I need a forgery license then I would need a fake ID as well. How did I forget such an important thing?"

He slapped his face in annoyance at his lack of meticulousness. He was so focused on getting a forgery to go out and hunt that he had entirely forgotten about this important detail.

Achilles Morningstar was currently a non-existent individual while Mark Walter was just a low-class Abandoned.

How could both those identities be able to help him go out and hunt?

'Fuck, the price for making both of those things could easily exceed 2000 Nero and that was the lowest price...Assuming that I could find the man I was looking for.'He rubbed his temples in exasperation.

Even though he had more than 20000 Nero on his card right now, 2000 was still an exorbitant amount of money to him, so he couldn't afford to waste any more money than necessary.

After a long period of silence, he got himself up from the bed and decided that it was better to cross the bridge when he gets there. He moved himself near a small table beside the bed and grabbed a credit card on top of it.

He then called for room service and ordered a large chicken sandwich for a quick breakfast.

10 minutes later, the doorbell to his room rang and he went out to grab his food, he let the employee scan his card for payment while thanking him with a small smile.

After completing the transaction, he closed the door slightly and sat on his bed again. He took a large bite out of the chicken sandwich while thinking to himself:

'The location where this guy usually appears is around this side of the city. Thank god I don't have to pay the fair to get to the other side of this city.'

He kept munching on the sandwich as his thoughts continued:

'If I remember correctly then the password should be....'

'If I didn't remember it correctly or the guy was not there then...I'd be damned.'Achilles thought nonchalantly while finishing the rest of his chicken sandwich.

'Oh right! I need to write information about my new identity. Almost forgot about doing it...'He smacked his left palm lightly.

He reached for the small table again, this time he got a piece of paper and a pen. He started writing down the information about his fake identity.

After checking every single detail, he went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He got out after 5 minutes and started grabbing his key, the credit card, and the paper and put them safely in his pocket. Then he got out of the room, locked the door after covering his face with his hoodie, and walked to the elevator while whistling a happy tune.

He arrived near the street, this time he took public transportation for the sake of saving money. The vehicle arrived at the southwest side of city, near the slum, and stopped.

He got out after paying the fee, he looked around himself while trying to recall the words of the gang members from back then.

A while later, he turned to a particular direction and started walking, a determined look appeared on his face.