Chapter 13: Heart of the Inferno

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Log #18: Kingdoms

Teams of Slayers, or Squads, are composed of five members chosen from a group of thirty students per class. After graduation, the vast majority of Slayers choose to remain as the group they had been in during training, while the rest (save a very select few) disband and find more... fitting groups for them. Whichever path a Slayer chooses, they are highly encouraged to never drop below five members, which sometimes includes recruiting those lone Slayers, wherever they may be, when a member is lost. It is important to remember that "Slayer," as well as the other classes of "Warrior," is a job title, despite the loose limitations. Having a specific number of Slayers in every group is as much for their own safety as it is avoiding complications when deciding the payment for that group. Lone Slayers are rarely government-paid, instead relying on clients to pay them for other jobs, such as bodyguarding and hunting specific Shade. Lone Slayers should beware, however: targeting people is strictly forbidden, and earns that Slayer the title of "Hunter," which is a topic that will be covered at a later date.

-General Elvira Ramos

480 BPE


In front of me roared the most terrifically brilliant display of destruction my eyes had ever seen. The two-story house that I lived my most important years in, the home I was cared for in, the residence my family loved and protected was currently drowning in veils of mystical waves of fire. There was little hope of recovering the building, and all I could do was sink to my knees, watching eight years of happiness go up in flames before me. The Twin Beaks were somewhere; I wasn't really paying attention to them, and as far as my thoughts rendered, I was alone, a prime view of the horrific event unfurling in my home.


Oh god, no. Please...


Each flame was alive; they moved independently from another, sometimes to seek out new destruction, and sometimes to fuse with one of its companions, just to split apart at some point or time. The all-consuming flame was entrancing; I couldn't tear my eyes away from its brilliance, while at the same time I was hopelessly petrified. Watching the inferno was bringing back some painful memories, dreadful memories—memories I was not ready to return to anytime in my life. The sounds of five voices screaming for mercy from an unforgiving blaze, the feeling of my stiff body as I watched from a safe distance, the unbearable feeling of guilt crushing my soul...


How... could this...


A scream broke me from my trance. It was a girl's scream, maybe one a few years younger than me...


That was...!


I listened more carefully, and confirmed my greatest fear. Rosa must have been trapped within the vortex that ripped apart my home, and Dad was probably with her, too. The memories that forced me to my knees battled ferociously against the adrenaline that desperately charged towards the cries of my little sister. Each emotion was equally destructive, and I found myself rolling around on the concrete, screaming as my sanity refused to take a side in the internal war. My crutches had been abandoned long ago, and I felt the cast crackle and rip amidst my struggle. Rosa needs me, my adrenaline begged. There is nothing I can do to help, the memories sobbed. It was a bloody struggle, and my body soon began to bleed due to my violent seizures, staining the concrete; still the fire raged on, oblivious to my struggling. I was useless, just like back then...

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