Power is Corrupt

Blackfield boarded the plane to Goreville with spike not far behind. While boarding, Blackfield thought immensely about everything that was going on. First of all, that mysterious story: could such a story be true? If so, then today would mark the return of Cresenta! Then the Great War ceremony: why would Killestia suddenly directly contact her for something like preparations? It just didn’t make sense.

Finally, she was moving to a place where odds are she’s not gonna last too long. So much going on…. She needed a drink. After receiving a cup of liquor from the stewardess, she took a sip of her drink, pulled the book out of her bag, and flipped back to the page with the story. On the thousandth anniversary of the Great War’s end, she would return to free the people from Killestia’s evil clutches. She just couldn’t ignore it, if the story came true, then hell was about to be raised.

It’s not just the fact that if she returns, then life as she knew it would change, but when she does, it’s gonna start another war, which is going to get even more people killed. Blackfield’s mind was whirling with exhaustion and stress. She decided to sleep on the subject. She finished of her drink, lied back and fell asleep.