“Balance… is that the way of finding my true potential?”
CRUNCH )
She takes her seat.
“Legends. I have never seen one, but yet we cannot deny their existence. People have grown powers beyond normal limits. I’ll say they’re dangerous. If they were to manipulate someone, and use them as a medium, chaos would disrupt our economy…”
“Right now is the moment of change. With people struggling to handle their powers, and with no laws in place to restrict power usage, crime levels are about to rise. Risk will increase in every sector that can contain a business in…”
Alexander smiles and says
“Well, I have a proposition for you. We would like you to invite you to our little group. We’ll focus on containing and restricting the amount and risk of those “legends”. Otherwise people would suffer, same with our businesses. Would you be interested?”
“Yes. I give you a second chance, my child. Your enemy is your enemy no longer. You wake up in his arms, and he shall treat you as his friend. You act as a diplomat, guiding society to a new era – where the pledged are free to… magic, as they wish. Fuck.”
The angel begins to chuckle again.
“My creation, my child! Baptised in fire and encased in ice! Come and show your might to the world!”
The contraption leaps out of the furnace into ice cold water. Steams.
Fedorov nods
“Though, there is an issue. We are not strong enough ourselves to control those legends, and you saw what they did in that meeting… It will be hard for us”
“Hey… are we done yet? I don’t want to see you doing your gay shit. I don’t care about sleeping anymore. Am I allowed to Gee Tee Eff Oh?”
“Sir… thank you. I finally see what you have been striving for. And I feel the same way. I shall do whatever you ask.”
“Behold! The source of life and destruction, fire, has lent us his power!”
The contraption is shaped like…
A pair of boots.
Francis kicks off his own shoes in favour of the new pair. It is still hot, but he only feels a slight tingle.
)The man simply nods his head. His wings retract into his body, before disappearing entirely.
“Uhh… don’t mention it. Thanks for listening.”
The man opens the door to the roof, and begins to escort Rito down the tower.