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If you try to assert that brutally honest, tactless and inconsiderate criticism produces positive results, you have been living under a stone.
Try doing that to random people, and you'll probably end up in either of the following: clinic, hospital, morgue, cemetery, river (as a floating corpse) or 6 feet under.
That's right. The truth can set you free, but it can also kill you.
Death to all tactless critics in the world who do not give consideration to artists. They're among the sinners Orochi should kill.
II. The Winds
The bustling town of Prontera. It has become the biggest marketplace in the continent of Rune Midgard. Here, people trade, buy and sell to their hearts content.
But just like with anything in the mortal world, where good thrives, so does evil.
As if like an explosion, a heated argument erupts in the middle of the trading town.
Female Swordsman: HEY! This equipment doesn't have 3 card slots, this is just TWO!
Merchant: Heh! You can have that! I'm going somewhere else!
Female Swordsman: COME BACK HERE! COME BACK WITH MY ZENY!
The merchant teleports to evade further chiding.
The swordswman broke down...
Female Swordsman: My savings! My savings! That merchant... *sob* he duped me!
All the other onlookers were enraged. They scrambled, looking for the swindling merchant.
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Meanwhile, outside prontera, up north, the swindling merchant walks cooly.
Merchant: (HEHE! That was too easy. Easy money. Easy go. Now to get ready to hunt s'more.)
The winds blew. His boy's cap flew away due to the strong wind.
But a sick feeling told the merchant it wasn't just a gust of wind.
On the other end is Goenitz, holding the boy's cap.
Goenitz: Such a finely-crafted hat, isn't it? It's just too bad this was bought with dirty money.
Merchant: That... That's none of your business!
Goenitz: Oh no? It is my business! Never make merchandising deception when I am watching.
Merchant: You're nobody!
Goenitz: You think so?
Merchant: Screw you!
The merchant draws his axe and attacks Goenitz!
Merchant: MAMMONITE!
Goenitz is hit!
Merchant: Hmph! You know too much! You should be finished off!
The merchant raised his axe to deal the final blow upon him, when a sudden gust invades his eyes!
The merchant is blinded, and suddenly, he is held by Goenitz by the neck!
Goenitz: Tsktsktsk. Children these days. It's time for you to face the music.
Holding him by the neck, Goenitz drags the merchant to the town square. He approaches a familiar scene; it was where the swindling occured earlier.
Goenitz: Does anyone recognize this filthy moneymaker?
He raises the merchant for all to see, talon-gripped hands onto his neck.
The merchant cried out in pain.
A swordswoman appeared.
Swordswoman: He sold me fake goods! He sold me a 3-slot shield, but gave me a two-slot instead!
Archer: He's been swindling the people here for a long time!
Merchant: How... dare... you...
Goenitz: The people has found you guilty. Do you know what punishment you face right now? Hmm?
Novice: Bad people should be punished!
Theif: He's been banished from Prontera before, and right after he was let back in, he did this again!
Goenitz: Do you know what our kind does to people who doesn't learn?
He looks at the merchant smugly.
Goenitz: It will be useless to bring you to King Tristan again, seeing how you did these crimes AGAIN right after you were let back in. But I'll give you one more chance to redeem yourself.
He drops the merchant, who quickly recomposes himself.
The swordswoman approached him.
Swordswoman: Give me my money back you pig!
The merchant weakly digs in his bag, and produces a bag of zeny.
Merchant: HERE! have your stinking zeny back!
The swordswoman grabs the zeny... but the merchant is lunging at her for an attack!
The swordswoman falls down. Other people began attacking the merchant, but he pushed them away...
Until Goenitz reappeared right in front of him.
Goenitz: You have proven yourself worthy of damnation. THIS IS GOODBYE!
With his left hand, Goenitz raises the merchant by the neck, winds suddenly funneling below him like bladed wirlwind, rising up into a powerful column of wind. The merchant shrieks as Goenitz laughs, the wind proving way too strong for the merchant.
After that, Goenitz throws away the merchant with such strength that he landed outside the Prontera walls.
The townsfolk and merchant looked at Goenitz in a cautious gesture. Goenitz walks back to the swordswoman.
Goenitz: Are you all right?
The swordswoman looked at him, nursing her stab wound.
Swordswoman: Thank you... whoever... you are... I never recalled... the names of the Vanguards...
Goenitz: You will live to taste that priviledge of retribution. Heal!
Goenitz healed the swordswoman.
The swordswoman is healed, and stood up.
Swordswoman: Thank you, once again! I can never repay the way you brought justice!
Goenitz: You can. Fight for what is right, and stop and condemn all that is wrong.
Swordswoman: Who are you, anyway? You look like a Vanguard!
Goenitz: I am not a Vanguard. Call me Goenitz. I am the Cavalry, people who serve the Vanguards. There will be others like me, who will roam.
Swordswoman: I will never forget this act of bravery, Goenitz!
Goenitz: Our job in here is to keep the peace, and make sure no mischief happens. If there are no more problems, I will have to leave now. *turns to the people* Let this serve as a warning. If you deceive your customers, you will feel the wrath of the heavens. If you do good deeds, you will be rewarded. It's that simple.
Many of the people cheered, but some are scared of Goenitz's way of dispensing justice.
Not far away is a female monk donning her hood. She had black hair and a white hairband, and her robe is all buttoned up. She intently looked at Goenitz before his dissapearance. After then, the populace spoke in hushes and murmurs, and slowly resumed to the regular activities.
Female Monk: (This can't be right! Why is Goenitz donning that robe...?? Does this mean he's one of them now?!)
The scene left her extremely troubled. In her mind, her fear of an Asgard alliance with Orochi would mean that if they try to contain Orochi, Asgard entities will go after the 3 of their clans and destroy them. This is not a good thing, obviously.
Female Monk: (Yagami and Kusanagi should be told about this...!)
Shrouded in her hood, the female monk jogged towards the exit of Prontera.
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Meanwhile, in the arena somewhere in Izlude...
YUkino: I wanted to have a little friendly duel with a regular person. But bringing your friends around here is not fair.
The assassin and his other companions, wizards, hunters and priests, looked on.
Assassin: Hey, don't be too scared! Are you saying you're nothing behind that robe of yours?
Yukino: I'm a mortal like you before, you know.
Assassin: Heh! It's just us, I guess. Prepare yourself!
Yukino: Ready anytime...
The Assassin lunged first. Yukino held his hands, and used his strength to swing the katar elsewhere, where he can get a clear shot of the Assassin. Yukino struck back with an elbow, but the assassin somehow minimized the blow. Both leaped back in vigor.
Assassin: See? You're no wimp.
Yukino: I'm just holding back...
Assassin: Don't! I want to see how far I can go!
Yukino: We're told to protect humans, not to duel with them! *smirks*
Assassin: Then I'll just have to force you..!
With a rustle of cloth, the Assassin lunged forward - both katars held in the beginning position of a cross slash that would, in theory, rip Yukino in half should it connect.
In practice, it would do absolutely nothing.
With the most simplest of evades - quintessentially just moving WITH the blow instead of against it - Yukino neatly sidestepped the attack, completely avoiding the first slash and ducking underneath the second. An annoyed grunt spat from the Assassin's lips as he lashed out with a kick, one that Yukino easily blocked with a left forearm swipe. Trying to press his advantage of momentum - even though it had literally disappeared the second Yukino evaded his first move - the Assassin's katars drew no blood, sliced no flesh, biting only into empty air.
Yukino: *smiles* Is that all that you have?
Assassin: *panting* Not by a long shot.
Yukino: Then kindly continue. Don't leave me hanging here--
The myriad of spikes suddenly bursting from the ground underneath him cut Yukino's sentence short - and the young man was forced to throw himself back, in ordor to avoid being impaled by the rocky protrusions. Although he was able to escape disembowelment, he could not avoid one of the spikes tearing into the front of his robes, making a small gash that bled.
Yukino: ...impressive. First blood is yours.
Assassin: Heh. Told you.
Yukino: Then I guess it's time to get serious. *drops into a stance* Let's see if you can pull that off again, and--
Ruff: That's enough.
Both looked.
Yukino was healed by Ruff.
Ruff: I apologize for cutting playtime short, but Yukino here needs to attend to some business. I'm sure you all understand that, don't you?
Assassin: Uh! But...
Yukino: Sorry man. Job. We'll continue this someday.
Assassin: Aww. Yukino! You better come back, you hear?
Yukino: I will. I hope. Ruff?
Ruff: Very well.
Yukino: Before I leave, you should have this. *tosses a necklace*
The assassin catches it.
Assassin: WOW! Hey, this increases strength!
Yukino: You deserved it. Now, we need to go. Farewell!
Ruff and Yukino disappears.
The companions of the assassin flocked and looked at the assassin's prize in awe.
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The female monk is seated, in a view overlooking the mountains of Mjolnir. Two other monks, male, approached. One came from the left side, and the other, from the right side. One had red hair, and the other, black hair with a white bandanna.
They sat facing the female monk.
female monk: Thank goodness, Kusanagi, Yagami. I bear disturbing news. One of the hakkeshu seems to have ascended into a Vanguard!
Kusanagi, the black haired monk, and Yagami, the red-haired monk, looked at her in disbelief.
Kusanagi: That's bad bad news.
Yagami: He'll crush us easily with that. Why didn't we finish him off when we had the chance?! We should've done that, Kagura!
female monk Kagura: He escaped. I knew he wasn't going to kill himself with that wind!
Kusanagi: More bad news. More people with Orochi power making their presence known. I've seen an entire party who seems to be all Orochi.
Kagura: *shakes head* This is a nightmare. They're too many!
Yagami: We should start picking them out one by one.
Kagura: Yes. Goenitz should be the first to fall. He is the leader. The seal of Orochi is completely broken, the power flowing into the hakkeshu, the children. Surely, the will take revenge on us, then awaken Orochi.
Kusanagi shakes his head.
Kusanagi: Sigh. This is a big problem.
Yagami: ...
Kagura: Kusanagi, you should secure Yuki very soon.
Kusanagi: Yeah.
Kagura: You too, Yagami. Your family should be secured. There's no telling what can happen.
Yagami: Got that.
Kagura: ...
Yagami: You know, I don't know what to think anymore. Anytime, anything can happen to me.
Kagura: You can overcome your Orochi blood.
Yagami: ...
Yagami glares at Kusanagi.
Yagami: I'd blame Kyo here, but he's just as clueless.
Kusanagi: Hey, don't put me in your quicksand.
Yagami: Did I say you're my problem? Clean your ears or something!
Kagura: Yagami, easy.
Kusanagi: Hmph.
Kagura: That's another problem. You've been fighting for eternity. You and your families that is.
Yagami: Sometimes I want to kill my father for it. Sometimes I want to just kill Kyo for what he is. All I know, they're just going to be bad, either way. Sigh. I've never lived without running into something bad.
Kusanagi: The feeling is mutual, but I don't like enemies. Yagami, you're supposed to be our friend, not an enemy.
Yagami: I wonder why I can't bear to disobey my father... He's the one who told me to kill you and every Kusanagi...
Kagura: He has not been purged of that error... Yagami, set that aside. Better, throw it away. You're the only hope in bringing the Yagami curse to an end.
Yagami: As if I can. Mother died giving birth to me. Father is just an ass. I kill him, I become the only Yagami around. If Goenitz or other hakkeshu kills me, bye-bye 3 weapons.
Kusanagi: Don't scare us, Yagami! You're important! Our clans would never stop Orochi without you!
Yagami: Rubbish. Your clan could easily toast Orochi. You never needed me.
Kagura: Without the Yagami holding Orochi in place, we would've been all consumed alive. Think of your significance, Yagami! Just because you're imprisoned in Orochi blood doesn't mean you are rendered useless!
Yagami: But look at me! LOOK AT ME! I want Kyo dead! I want to leave you behind! Am I not your enemy with this running in my mind!? Am I not a nuisance instead of a use with this?!
Kagura: You're not, Yagami! You can still wield crimson flames despite all this! You have your sanity! If you can overcome your Orochi blood, you can be free! It's not easy, Yagami, but I know you can do it!
Yagami falls silent.
Yagami: ...
Kyo: Keep looking down upon yourself, and you'll always get stepped on.
Yagami: Stepped on by who?
Kyo: Everyone else.
Yagami: I won't, Kyo.
Kyo: That's the spirit, Iori. Learn some independence. With your age, you don't have to follow your father anymore. He's like, an old wheezer now.
Iori: Hey, don't you be dissing him.
Kyo: He's the problem here, you know that, Yagami? Let me teach you how to escape your father. Marry your girlfriend.
Iori: Huh? How is that supposed to help me?
Kyo: A father can't dictate what a son in his own house should be doing.
Iori: Hm.
Kagura sighs in relief.
Kagura: It's getting late. We better part ways. Tomorrow, we need to meet again. We need a way to seal the power of every hakkeshu. We must do it while all is not lost.
Kyo: Uhuh.
Kagura: Same time, same place, at daybreak. It's a date.
Kyo and Iori part ways. Kagura walked away from the place as nightfall soon covers the land, leaving a brightly-lit town in the background.
Kagura: (The future is bleak for us three. Orochi will be awakened soon. I know it wll happen.)
Kagura looks at the darkening skies.
Kagura: (Big sister, I need your help... who killed you? My family says it was Goenitz... but... but I have my doubts... it could've been Goenitz... it could've been the monsters... I don't know what to think!)
Kagura looks down into the town, now bright with light.
Kagura: (I will have my answers. I will get them someday.)
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Cast
Seto Kaiba as Leopold Goenitz
Silvermaine as himself
King Tristan III as himself
Phage as herself
Lilith Lumierie as herself
Verdandi as himself
Udriel -- ?
Praetor as himself
Mirii as herself
Teddy as himself
Kaeko as herself
Verdandi as herself
Subcast
Swordsgirl -- ?
Merchant -- ?
Kagura -- ?
Kyo -- ?
Iori -- ?
Writer
SETO KAIBA
OROCHI HERMAN
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Editor
OROCHI HERMAN
SILVERMAINE
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Consultants
SILVERMAINE
GM-TRISTAN III
PHAGE
BATTLECHASER
MIRII
PIERROT
MASAMUNE / TEMPERANCE
Webspace
YEHEY.COM
BLOGGER.COM
OROCHI HERMAN
Special Thanks
LEVEL-UP GAMES
GRAVITY
LEE-MYOUNG JIN
Borrowed Concepts
SNK PLAYMORE
Executive Producer
SETO KAIBA
I. NATURAL SELECTION
A quiet afternoon. A priest, by the name of Leopold Goenitz has just dismissed his students. But it was not his class. He filled in for a teacher that could not make it. And the irony of it all, is that he was teaching a group of swordsmen.
He sees no problem with this, however. He seemed like a regular priest doing his obligations.
After all the student swordsmen have departed, he stood up, leaving the swordsman guild building. A gentle breeze greets him.
As he walks by towards the town square of Izlude, he finds a mysterious parchment that has been blown by the wind. It was unusual for a parchment of that size to be dropped nonchalantly.
Using his powers to control the wind, he makes a slight gust that made the parchment land into his hands. He was certain that nobody was around to see his little trick.
Or was there?
??: That was amazing. You control the wind?
Goenitz senses the stranger's presence, clad in brown and white robes. It was a Vanguard.
Goenitz: As you may have seen, yes, I do. *glances at the stranger* You're no mere peasant. What brings you to the land of desolation?
??: Wow! You even know what I am! Actually, I am here to invite you.
Goenitz: Invite me for what?
??: I would like you to work for us.
Goenitz: As what?
??: As one of our Cavalries.
Goenitz: Why such an urgent need? And why me?
??: We are in need of mortals who can act upon this realm in our behalf. And we were once mortals, like you, elevated into gods. We are called the Vanguards, the gods who look into the continent of Midgard, and this world. We are in dire need of people who will work for us, but maintain their human essence.
Goenitz: I'm sure you have known of what I am. Do you really wish for me to be a hitman of the gods? I will not decline, as I like the idea.
??: Believe me. We need people like you badly. And you are not going to be the only one who will be a Cavalry.
Goenitz: I am going to answer your invitation, like this...
Goenitz controls the wind, letting the breeze take the parchment from his hands, as if throwing it away. The gust forms into a small whirlwind.
Before the stranger could react, the breeze changes direction, and the parchment is now in his hands again.
Goenitz: The invitation is accepted.
??: Then it is settled. Yes, I do know of your powers and your powerful bloodline. You are a child of the Orochi, the dormant messenger of the earth. I am pleased to have you on our side.
Goenitz: So am I. But please, Orochi is not dormant.
??: My apologies, then. Now, come with me, I must introduce you in our Parthenon, in the realm of Asgard. This will be a bit disorienting, I must advice you.
Goenitz: Before you do so, I want to find out who you are.
??: Just call me Ruff.
Goenitz: Such a unique name.
Ruff: Yes, indeed *smiles shyly* Well, let's go!
The environment disintegrates into a flurry of light and flashes. Before they know it, the landscape changes into an unfamiliar but soothing
one. A vast landscape of greens, blue sky, and tranquility. In front of them is a big towering castle, of sorts.
Goenitz: Asgard must be heaven. The tranquility soothes me.
Ruff: Asgard is heaven, as you say. This is the realm where us Vanguards reside. Even us mortals who became Vanguards will stay here.
Goenitz: I see.
They walk into the castle, in there, he was greeted. A man with long gray hair and donning the same robe as Ruff was waiting.
???: It seems you found your first volunteer sooner than I expected.
Ruff: I just found him by chance. He's a promising one.
???: You know who he is, right?
Ruff: It doesn't matter, we need him badly. He's not who you think he is.
Goenitz: Am I popular within the gods?
???: I wouldn't say, popular, in a positive sense. But anyhow, I'd like to welcome you in our realm. Ruff must've told you already what you will become. And by the looks of your presence, you have consented.
Goenitz: All my existence has been margined by setting things right. The gods, the Vanguards, as you are called, do this too, right?
???: That's just a few of them.
Goenitz: Ah.
???: Oh, and I forgot, I am Praetor. My apologies for not introducing myself, I have been pretty cranky. *laughs a little*
Goenitz: Mhm. Vanguards. Serious business, hm, Ruff?
Ruff: Yup, I suppose. hehe.
Praetor: All right, Ruff, better look for more people who can work for us.
Ruff: Right away, Praetor.
Ruff dissapears quickly.
Pratetor faces Goenitz.
Praetor: I'm glad you accepted our offer. It's not everyday that commoners listen to what we say, even though we have celebrity status down there.
Goenitz: As I've seen.
Praetor: Your job as a cavalry, is this; Us Vanguards have laid down the rules that humans should abide by. The humans call that the Divine rules. The King of Prontera, Tristan III, is the one who enforces such rules. And it coveres the whole continent of Midgard.
Goenitz: But then there are these guards...
Prateor: Let me finish, Goenitz.
Both of them walked.
Praetor: Do you see the place we walk in? Not all of Asgard is land. There is a place in Asgard, particularly in the Parthenon, where there's no land, just sky, sky and sky. But that's not my point. You think this is heaven, Goenitz? That's not so. Just because we're Vanguards doesn't mean we're invincible.
Goenitz: Hmm.
Praetor: Furthermore, problems do not leave us in here. Problems of human existence is a trival matter, compared to our matters here. Regrettably, I cannot tell you more about these problems we face, right now, as you will not understand them.
Goenitz: Understood.
Praetor: So your job, Leopold Goenitz, is to act in our behalf when it comes to matters of keeping the serenity of the continent. There are rules of the continent that do not get implemented. Many of these rules are universal laws, many of which are moralities that people themselves impose. Since our problems, we have been progressively loosening grip on humankind against our will.
Goenitz: In short, the working parents scenario.
Praetor: A much brutal version of that, might I add.
Goenitz: And the imperial guards? The guards of the town? The justice system? Are you saying they reek of inutile?
Praetor: Not like that; You see, we have told King Tristan to rally the humans into a cluster of guilds, and fight the monsters invading your town and your world. The pool of human resources are becoming way too many to be handled in a sensible manner. And the troubles here keep us from correcting the situation. We need someone like us who has power, but doesn't have to face the obligations of a Vanguard. It may seem like a childish fantasy, but it is our only way around this. We're even taking the risk of mortal people getting drunk of godly powers we will imbue.
Goenitz: I must admit, though, the human justice system, morals and discipline is deteriorating; The idea seems timely enough.
Praetor: I agree.
Goenitz: From what you are saying, it seems what you and your kind are dealing with is extremly dangerous. And you are correct, many of the people I know are enlisting into guilds. They're the people King Tristan enlisted to fight the invaders. I must say myself, these encounters with monsters doesn't interest me.
Praetor: Why so?
Goenitz: I just simply don't find interest in it. It's more like a human wastebasket to me. People live and die just to fight monsters, be strong, fight other people, and get killed in the process. I think it's glorified suicide.
Praetor: Well, with this job, you don't have to sacrifice your humanity, not like when I recruit Vanguards. They HAVE to erase their names in the book of life. As a cavalry, you don't have to. In fact, you NEED to stay as a human.
Goenitz: Why?
Praetor: You need to stay as a human being. You will know why in the future. And besides, you will be hunting down evildoers. You don't want them to find your aura as an early-warning device now, would you?
Goenitz smirks.
Goenitz: Is it me, or you know how I think?
Praetor: Something like that. Remember, I know everything about you, I know you're not easily drunken by your power, right?
Goenitz: Don't worry about it. Trust me.
Praetor: Then I'll trust you for it. I've never trusted a mortal this deeply though, but I've known enough about you for it.
Goenitz: I appreciate the trust you have given me.
Praetor: I guess, the saying that "you can't serve two gods" is about to be broken, eh?
Goenitz: Everything in the universe can be broken. And now I just knew, even Vanguards are not as invincible. But if you have trouble, you can call on me. I will not think twice about fighting for your kind.
Praetor: Thank you for your trust. I guess it works both ways. *gleam* For a mortal, your power renders you almost like a Vanguard. I guess I don't need to give you some powers, then! *laughs*
Goenitz: Heh.
Praetor: Nah, I still need to give you access to Asgard. And you shall be imbued authority over humans, to the point you can override King Tristan III's desicions. You know what this means to you, don't you, son of Orochi?
Goenitz's grin can be seen reaching all the way to his ears.
Praetor: However, you'll keep allegiance to us and us alone, when it comes to dealing with human matters. You will be given some autonomy to decide what's the best action, but you can ask us still if you are in doubt.
Goenitz: understood.
Praetor: And please, don't resort to Orochi, unless you ABSOLUTELY have to.
Goenitz: Good heavens! You know about that too? *chuckle*
Praetor: Like I said, I know everything about you. Your ancestors were much worse than you.
Goenitz: So, when do I start?
Praetor: Immediately. Effective immediately, you are now a Cavalry. *waves his hand*
Goenitz feels a strange sensation, but it didn't last long.
Goenitz: I am honored. But, what is my outfit as a Cavalry?
Praetor: Use the power I've given you.
Goenitz closes his eyes, and his outfit changes into a golden yellow robe and white overalls.
Goenitz: Excellent.
Praetor: Use your powers well, like you have used the power from Orochi. You can disguise yourself, and do many of the things a Vanguard can. The only thing you can't do is turn against us. Other than that, the ball is yours to play with.
Goenitz: You can count on me for that. You've known my ancestors' deeply-rooted loyalty. I will show you how strong that loyalty is.
Praetor: I knew I didn't make a mistake trusting you. Well, I don't need to bring you back to Midgard myself, you can do it! *laughs*
Goenitz: Later then, Praetor. *nods in acknowledgement*
Goenitz dissapears.
Praetor walks back to the hall of the Parthenon.
Praetor: (That's one Cavalry deployed. I need more. I hope Ruff isn't having a hard time with this.)
Just then, a blue-haired Vanguard approached Praetor.
???: Praetor, I'm sorry, obligations kept me from coming at once. Where is the new Cavalry?
Praetor: Deployed already. Too bad, Ruff picked an excellent person.
???: Who is he?
Praetor: Leopold Goenitz.
The man's eyes widens in disbelief.
???: He is a son of the Orochi!
Praetor: Exactly why I agreed. We don't have to give him much power, and he can be trusted.
???: Yes, but isn't his lineage responsible for having Orochi terrorize midgard some ages ago?
Praetor: I'd say it was the other way around. His clan with Orochi strived to cleanse humankind of sins, together with 7 others, but it went to the point that they were killing humans, because they were being oppressed, so an alliance of 3 different clans worked together to stop Orochi and his children from sowing terror. The 3 clans succeeded. But they have to seal off Orochi every 100 years. Many of Orochi's children awaken to their power when the seal that binds Orochi gets ruptured. I agree with Orochi when it comes to humankind sinning, but it's not practical when you have to wipe them out and start anew. Goenitz doesn't think like that, however.
???: Wouldn't he get tempted to use his Orochi power for it?
Praetor: I have plans for that, but Goenitz is unlike any of Orochi's children that I've seen. He actually knows his limits and powers.
Others before him wasn't like that.
???: Remember, if 8 of his kind unite, they're sure to awaken Orochi.
Praetor: That's not my problem anymore. They're Midgardians. We're Asgardians. We have our own problems to worry about. And the 3 clans who guard against Orochi are sure to stand in their way. And besides, there's monsters worse than Orochi that can bring the same thing.
???: But what if...?
Praetor: Goenitz decides to destroy humankind? I seriously don't think he can do that, and even if he has it in his personality, he just doesn't have enough power for that. I don't think their mother Gaia would allow such wholesale manslaughter without a very good reason either. At worst, we can change him in the book of life, but as a last resort. Gaia won't like her children being touched by others. Especially Asgardians.
Yukino: Oh. But the seal was completely broken sometime ago... many of them are awakening to their power.
Praetor: Like I sad, the 3 clans. They won't let that happen. Yukino, there are many things to do before Orochi awakens, and not one step of that has been made. Don't worry about it so much.
Yukino: I suppose. You see, Goenitz and I have been partners when I was still there. He's strictly principled. I must admit he taught me many things about being righteous. When I found out he's an Orochi, I kind of got frightened of him.
Praetor: You worry so much. Just because he's like that doesn't mean he'll think you're a sinner. That's paranioa!
Yukino: I guess it's his descendant's fault that people don't trust him. I like him though. It's just that he may become the monsters his ancestors once were.
Praetor: Hm, I think it's time for you to get back to your work, I think you have something else to do.
Yukino: Oh yeah. I better do.
Yukino heads back to the farther halls.
Praetor: (It would be interesting to find out about this... have I made the right desicion by trusting someone who has a history of bringing terror to act in our behalf? I'm about to find out.)
Let us view the rant of a desperate botter who is obviously disturbed by LU's long-awaited action.
oh yan nag lakas loob pa ako sabihin name ko kasi alam ko di naman ako kayang i bot ng level up since beta chaos nag bobot na ako and check nyu game time ko sobrang laki na siguro di lang libo libo nagastos ko... kaya once bi-nan ako mawawalan ang level up ng good payer.. alalahanin mo GA-Goenitz pera ko pinag swesweldo at pinang papa kain mo sa pamilya mo... saka subukan mo lang na i ban ako kahit isang minuto lang... pulis ang tatay ko... wala ka namang bayag eh.. may bayag ka ba? puro ka lang dakdak pinapa asa mo lang tong mga bobong umaasa sayo na gawin yang trabaho mo pero alam mo at alam nating lahat na niloloko mo lang sila... oh ano? sino kakampihan mo? yang mga anti botters na 20 20 lang ni loload oh kami na 350 a month kung mag pa load.. na alalahanin mo uulitin ko ulit.. pinam papalamon mo sa mga pamilya mo.... mag isip isip ka.... antayin kita sa lydia prontera gift merchant at dun tayo mag usap... malay mo bili pa ako sayo ng boss cards... mapera toh... kaya kita bilhin pati buong pamilya mo....
Bour has asked me for forgiveness and promises not to condone to such things again.
Indeed, people who humble themselves should be given a chance.
I may be piceous, but I know when to show mercy.
