Eric the Betrayal

Kryzius sat in his bureau, surrounded by stacks of papers and old archives. He sifted through the documents, scanning reports on various monsters and historical events.

Kryzius picked up a particularly old document, its edges yellowed and fragile. It detailed a long-forgotten battle against a horde of Oxtywraiths, eerily similar to the situation in Usha Town. His brows furrowed in concentration as he read through the ancient script.

"Strange..." he muttered to himself, noting the similarities between the past and present occurrences. "Why now?"

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. He looked up to see Aeti entering the room.

"Master, how's the research going?" she asked, her eyes filled with concern.

Kryzius sighed and leaned back in his chair. "There's a lot to go through. These archives... they're full of information about past battles and monsters, but nothing seems to explain why the Oxtywraiths are suddenly attacking Usha Town."

"Usha Town has always been a bit mysterious when it comes to their past..." Aeti mused.

"I see...." Kryzius said, looking back at the papers. Suddenly he stopped when he saw one document that caught his attention.

He took the paper and examined it, seeing a picture of a man with a somber look, black messy hair, and red eyes.

"Hmm... Aeti, who is this?" he asked as he handed the paper to her.

Aeti looked at the picture and her eyes widened. "That's... Eric Ulton," she started, then sighed. "He was an old member of our team."

"What happened?"

"Well... betrayal is what happened," she said, her tone heavy with emotion. "Eric was a vice-captain under your predecessor. One day, he decided to abandon his mission, leaving his teammates to die. They never found him after that."

Kryzius looked at the picture again, feeling a chill run down his spine. "Does he have any connection to Usha Town?"

Aeti shook her head. "Not that we know of. His disappearance remains a mystery, and he wasn't linked to any particular place or event since then."

Kryzius leaned back, deep in thought. "This just keeps getting more complicated. We need to be prepared for anything."

Aeti nodded, sharing his concern. "We'll figure it out, Master. We always do."

As Aeti prepared to leave, Kryzius looked up from his papers. "Aeti, wait. Do we have any other files on Eric Ulton?"

Aeti paused, a shadow crossing her face. "We have some, but they're not complete. Most of the files we have are about his successful missions. A lot of other records were lost, or perhaps intentionally destroyed. It's almost as if someone wanted to erase parts of his history."

Kryzius frowned, deep in thought. "I see. Is anything else notable about him? Something that might give us a clue about his connection to all of this?"

Aeti sighed, shaking her head. "Not much, unfortunately. He was always a bit of a mystery, even to those who worked closely with him. But I'll keep looking. Maybe there's something we've overlooked."

Kryzius nodded, appreciating her diligence. "Thanks, Aeti. Let me know if you find anything."

As Aeti left the room, Kryzius returned to his papers, a sense of unease settling over him. "Maybe that's the reason Alex was angered when they said his name... I wonder what happened?"

As Kryzius looked at the photo of Eric Ulton, a strange feeling came over him. The image seemed to stir something deep within his memories, a sense of familiarity that he couldn't quite place. 

"What the hell did you do, Eric?" Kryzius muttered to himself, his grip on the paper tightening. 

He felt a mix of frustration and curiosity. The betrayal of Eric Ulton had left a scar on the team, one that still seemed to linger. Kryzius knew he needed to dig deeper into Eric's past, to understand what had driven him to such a drastic decision and to uncover any possible connections to their current mission.

With a determined sigh, Kryzius set the photo aside and pulled out more documents, searching for any mention of Eric Ulton. He knew that whatever secrets lay buried in the past, they were crucial to understanding the present threats they faced.