◇ Glass Core ◇

◇ Location: Kiffel City // District 22 // Hasterion Domain

◇ Time: A Few Days Later // Morning

Dripping water from the entrance, a rusty massive building covered in thick brown and dark gray metal, with the fiery torch light from within. The Floor seemed full of blood as corpses of people with coat, junk weapons, and low tier equipment scattered around the dim corridor. Through the hallway of death opened a door to a courtyard of the place, a person on his one knee.

The alone person surrounded by eight men, seven with swords stabbed into the ground with medieval-like equipment. Then there's one with heavy armor, a wolf pelt helmet, and a massive two-handed sword pulsing from its sunrise color gem. Flaming sparkling smoke came from his breath, his eyes covered by the helmet's visor, but glowing golden eyes could clearly be seen inside.

"You syndicate came walking into my territory with over thirty men and think you could defeat just the eight of us. The majority of my men may be out there, though there shouldn't be any room of underestimation. If you wanted to raid us, bring a Dusk Tier personnel. Other words... Don't... COME... HERE!"

The seven people around the injured stepped aside as the leader of the castle, the one with the wolf helmet took a step forward and kicked the syndicate members at the door. 

"And DON'T COME BACK! This is a warning and make it clear to your SYNDICATE!"

He reached in his pocket and took out a cigar then breathe on it. The cigar got lit and he began to smoke it. 

"Tch-phuu..." He clicked his tongue then breath a massive flaming smoke ring in a short distance. "Now then. The morning interruption won't deny the inevitable. The knights should be returning after in a few hours with information and perhaps cleared some pest. The Syndicate within the outer district had struck my nerve many times. They'll continue to grow and the only way we catch up is if we say low on their radar and chip them off little by little."

"Master." A man from the seven raised his hand up to his face and spoke. "The Pale Office had scouted an office called the Lunar Light. That office currently stands as Lower Dawn."

"That is nothing. If it helps the Pale, then our business gets fraction of the benefit."

"From a member of the Pale Office, they also explained that the Lunar Light had only started less than a month ago and had eliminated two Unknownity."

"Lower Dawn and two corruption of the world is less than a month. Impressed. Don't mind me if I discard a knight in a few hours. Follow, survey, and return. Don't overdo your duty."

◇◇◇◇◇

◇ Location: Kiffel City // District 22 // Lunar Light Office

◇ Time: Evening

Ughh-hmm... My body still felt sore, but I slowly opened my eyes to the sight of the gray cloud outside the window. I got out of bed and noticed all my wound disappeared when I check under my shirt. I equipped the coat and hoisted the sword before heading down and feeling myself adapting back to normal.

◇ "You are no longer fatigue, faithful one. Your body took the few days to fully recover the core, allowing expansion and healing of your soul."

Expansion of my soul? I supposed healing comes naturally with my vanilla abilities. But does that mean increasing the limit of my powers?

◇ "Not true, faithful one. In fact, it's circulating all the souls you've consumed and making sure it stays purified and compressed. Think of it like a power overload. If that happened, it would burn out your soul for a while until recovered."