Re: Turning
The Arrival

*One of these days, they're coming. No one knows where, when, how, or why. But, they came; the Four Gods.

The giver of life, Clarity. The warlord, Arteus. The wanderer of knowledge, Veil. The wanderer of death, Shin.

Bring their blessings to each. Giving life, knowledge, conflict, and death.

Land appeared. Fires burning. Water flowing. Life and death balance each other. All fair. Everything is peaceful, everything is good

chapter 1, Arrival of Gods*

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After the light died down, they had changed exactly. Izumi looked around. A large room. There were several dozen pillars encircling them. The room was lit by torches attached to the pillars.

"Did the Goddess not hear me?" Izumi Gumam. He looked back.

Yonaka was still sitting on the floor. Shinnichi is not yet awake. He's still worried about her.

"Successful! Summoning succeeded! Praise the Goddess Aqrina!" An old man exclaimed. His voice echoed in the room. Makes the teenagers look ahead.

Some people in brown hoods fell on the floor. Two people are standing. An old man exclaimed earlier and a girl with blue twintails. The girl looked exhausted, like she was not strong even to stand up.

"Knight! Take the Princess to the Palace's physician room!" exclaim the old man. Looking towards the line of knights in front of the entrance.

Without saying anything, a knight of passion approached the girl called the Princess. Carefully, he brought the Princess out.

"Welcome, Hero! Welcome to Zelfria!"

The old man came forward. Raise both hands. He knelt in front of the teenagers.

Samejima took the initiative. "Where are we?" tanyakanya.

"I know you have a few questions." The man with the white balbo-style beard lowered his head. Dare not look Samejima in the eye. "Come, I will take you all to meet His Majesty. He will answer all your questions.

Erina suddenly hugged Samejima's arm. "I'm afraid, Samejima," he said slowly. Seemed not to let go of the young man's hand.

"I knew. Take it easy, I'm here." Samejima. Rubbing Erina's head.

Then, Samejima turned his head back towards the old man. He nodded in agreement. There's no point in staying here.

"Good! Mari! Let's follow me!"

The old man turned his body. Walk quickly towards the door. The knights took a few steps back. Make way for him.

"Wait on! Our friend is hurt! Can you cure it first?" Yonaka. Make all the attention on him.

"What?"

Hearing him, the old man turned his body. Rather surprised. He did not expect any of the heroes to have been injured before being summoned to the world.

"Knight, take the Hero to the palace healer. Heal her."

Hearing the man's command, the other armored knights advanced forward. He knelt before Yonaka. Stretched out both hands. Like asking Yonaka for permission.

Yonaka turned towards Izumi. The red-haired young man nodded. Convince the black haired girl.

"Please. Heal her." Yonaka turned back.

The knight nodded his head. The iron of his armor clashed. He lifted Shinnich up easily. It was as if he had not been affected by the young man's weight.

With iron steps, the knight took Shinnichi away. Izumi looked doubtful as her friend was taken away somewhere. The old man realized the young man's face.

"Calm down, hero. Your friend is in good hands. We'll take care of him until he's cured."

Izumi was silent for a while. But, he nodded in understanding. According to the Goddess, they are Heroes. Based on this, he was sure they would not do strange things to Shinnichi.

"Well, let's meet the noble king." The old man brought the four teenagers back.

Samejima glanced towards Izumi who was helping Yonaka stand up. "Done? Stop wasting time." He grunted annoyed.

Izumi chose to ignore it. Holding Yonaka's hand. The girl changed her grip.

Samejima won't lose. He also held Erina's hand. Smiling confidently, he turned his head towards the old man. "Take the road, Old Man."

"So soon, O Hero." The man bowed respectfully. Walk out of the room first.

Samejima Erina and Izumi Yonaka followed behind her. Followed by a line of knights who walked neatly. Their iron clashed with the ground. Making a loud voice that echoed in the large hallways.

After passing through a dark passage, some twists, and a pair of large stairs, they reached the surface. The blue light of the sky filled their retinas. It was proof that they were out of the ground.

They are in a yard. Get out of a cave-like building. Birds chirping, calm wind, shadow leaves on the ground. Everything looks real.

Erina pinched herself. Trying to convince myself that this is not a dream. A small pain felt on his cheek. It's the real world.

"Samejima, are we really in another world?" ask Erina. Trying to find a logical answer.

Samejima did not answer. Busy with amazement. He looked ahead and then up. A palace filled his view. From the bottom wall to the top tower.

The other three teenagers followed Samejima's point of view. Then, their gaze was fixed on an animal in the corner of the courtyard. An animal they have only seen through movies or heard through mythological stories.

Its head and skin were similar to that of a lizard. His wings reminded them of a bat. Both feet are birds. A famous mythological animal; A Wyvern.

"It-izumi-kun. I-it's real, right?"

Heard Yonaka's question. Izumi could only nod. Actually, he also did not know anymore what to believe at this moment. His own world doesn't even look real now.

"Hero, can we continue our steps?" The old man resuscitated the teenagers.

Samejima, as usual representing them, nodded. Back to following the guy. He said slowly. "Come on."

The carpet? Made of silk and spiked with little gems. Window curtain? Gold and diamonds.

Door handles? Staircases? Hanging lamp? The painting? Gold and diamonds.

The brains of teenagers cannot keep up with this reality. The price of this all must have reached billions or even trillions. Yonaka, Izumi and Erina chose to ignore him.

While Samejima began to rack his brain to have all this wealth. This opportunity should not be left alone. Greed may be its middle name.

"Top up here, Heroes." The old man walked up the large stairs in the middle of the room. Our hero keeps following him.

Above, they again walked down the hallway. A wide variety of paintings and sculptures adorn the right and left sides of the hallway. It looks like a museum rather than a palace now.

After walking for a few minutes, they finally reached the end of the hall. A pair of big doors. Two horses with the height of an elephant.

A complicated carving was engraved on it. A pair of blue cloths covered half the door. A pair of gold rings with lion ornaments became the doorknob. A pair of spear-wielding knights guarded the door.

"The hero will face his Majesty King Albert Throst Victoria Ainsworth III. I beg your understanding for heroes to be polite and respectful." The old man reminded.

The heroes understood. They also did not want to lose their lives for such ridiculous reasons as offending the King. They want to live, as much as possible until they can go home.

The bearded man nodded. He looked towards one of the knights. The knight nodded.

Out loud, he exclaimed. "The hero came before His Majesty King Albert Throst Victoria Ainsworth III!" Then, the door opened slowly.

Great is the ideal word to describe it. The white floor is clean like glass, the big pillars are chalk white, the colored glass windows that give a soft light, the chandeliers are made of gold. The space the size of a football field looks like something out of a fairy tale.

The room looks beautiful and grand. Perfect capture of the greatness of the King.

The heroes keep going. They arrived before the King's throne. Purple and gold dominated the high chair. Symbolizes the position of the King as the main State Leader.

Sitting on a throne, a bearded man. With a golden crown, an air of dignity surrounded the red-robed man. His blue iris stared at the faces of the four teenagers alternately.

The man who entered with the hero immediately knelt before. Understand that his position is much lower than that of the King.

The king came down from his throne. He walked down the small stairs in front of him, dragging his robe on the floor. The beats of his shoes echoed in every step.

"Welcome, Hero. Welcome to the Victorian Kingdom." The king raised both his hands. Welcoming the Heroes. "I am the King of this land, Albert Throst Victoria Ainsworth III."

The four heroes fell silent. Don't know what to say. Samejima doesn't even know what to answer.

The king lowered his hand. He put his right hand on his chest. He lowered his head a little.

"I know very well that this is a very big request. But" Albert stopped his voice for a moment. Trying to think the right word. "please! Save us!"

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Shinnichi opened his eyes. His sight was a bit blurred before it became clear. The ceiling he did not recognize greeted his eyes.

Shinnichi raised his body. Wake up from a bed that feels hard. His head felt dizzy, his throat was also dry.

"Goddessa? Izumi?" Shinnichi asked. Look around.

What a strange room. Not like the room he knew. Cabinets, walls, windows, doors. Everything looks weird. Like More ancient.

The floor is made of red ceramic tiles. Several white beds were seen lined up on the left right side of the room. Shinnichi also woke up in one of the beds.

'Where am I?' Shinnichi wondered. Trying to remember something.

A few minutes ago, he was in class. With Yonaka and Izumi. Shinnichi smiled weakly. Seems to have remembered. But shouldn't he be in the UKS?

Something caught his black iris. In the corner of the room, on a bed covered with curtains. He saw the silhouette of someone.

Shinnichi got out of bed. Walked near. He raised his hand, took hold of the curtain and revealed it.

Blue filled his eyes. Wavy and shiny like gold. It took a while before he realized that it was someone's hair. When Shinnichi realized it, the owner of the exotic mane turned his head.

A beautiful face. The sky blue bead adorned with pliable eyelashes looked at Shinnichi, gasping. His thin lips formed a small arch. A snowflake-shaped white earring slowly rotated, memaes its white skin.

A sweet girl. That's what Shinnichi had in mind. I didn't think there was such a beautiful girl. Similar to a fairy tale princess.

The girl had similar thoughts. Not expecting the young man before her.

The young man looked different. He has dark black hair. Hair color that he rarely saw. Moreover, Netra was as the color of the youth, looking at him fixedly.

Black solid. Like the night sky, moonless and starry. His eyes look deep. It was as if it was attracting people who were staring at it.

"W-uh! Sorry!" Shinnichi. Close the red curtain.

The young man turned his body. His face flushed slightly as he realized what he had done. Despite not looking down, if the girl was changing her clothes, she was among the peepers.

Shinnichi shook his head. Clears up strange thoughts. He immediately stepped away.

"Wait!"

A girl's voice prevented him from taking another step. Shinnichi turned to look at the girl. Now, I can see you more clearly.

His blue hair was long, almost reaching the floor. The girl's body looks ideal. Not too thin or too fat. With a height of about 162 cm.

One of the most striking things besides her hair was her clothes. She wore a lacy blue-white dress, white gloves covered her arms, then a small blue-eyed tiara was pinned over the girl's head. Similar to a Fairy Tale Royal Princess.

"Are you one of the heroes?"

A question came out of the girl's mouth. Shinnichi needs some time. Not understanding the girl's question, Shinnichi answered with two letters.

"Eh?"