Nekoman

"Wh-what? My element is... void?"

In a world filled with sorceries, miracles, and knights, Young Hubert found himself immersed in struggle, trauma, and tragedy after joining the watchman. Deemed as a deserter turned slave, he tried to survive by learning from the greatest teachers, friends, and experiences. 

Fighting corruption from internal conflicts of nobles and politics inside the kingdom of Creopia or the threatening dangers of the northern barbarians, indigenous tribes of the southern kingdom, pirates of the east, and the mysterious creatures of the western mountain range. Where even the helmsman of fate has corrupted. He soon realized his greater duty in the world was to protect it.

Empathy And Wrath

Chaos Hero: Void Master

"Frog!" Yolk barked, his fingers curled around so hard as if choking the hilt of his sword. His eyes once calm and resolved, yet an energetic leader, evolved to those of a fiery rage as veins bulged.

"Ha! Look! Look all. To the face of a man, a weak merchant, pitiful, like a dog!" Frogface mocked, his fat belly swinging left to right. The sound of rain overwritten by laughter of cutthroats.

"Fr-frog…" Hans called, his pupils weakening, a sign that the wounds were taking their tolls on him.

Frogface smiled upon Hans' calling.

"Hans… Hans… you were once a brother of mine,"

"Yes, once. What a shame o what a shame," his lullabies came from his wide foul mouth, sung as he stepped forward.

A step, then another, the man took, toward the injured Hans. In his hand, a dagger with metal that shone brightly and a grip of gold.

We've Arrived!