[PP-f13] Beginning of the End [Erin, Manta]

[Zelrius 0]

Zelrius awoke in his bed in the guild hall. The giant marble building that belonged to the guild that the Golden haired boy was no longer a part of. He had passed the torch to Lowenthal and moved on with his life. The boy still took residence in the building, given there was a room specialized to him, he paid for over a third of the whole building, and it was where his Family resided. It was on this morning, he wanted to begin ending his adventure. It was funny, Zelrius grew up playing video games, living in Envy of the characters of those characters. They got their adventures, and lived interesting lives. Meanwhile, the golden haired boy sat behind a screen with either a Keyboard and Mouse or a controller, simply playing the Adventure for them. Now, Aincrad was Zelrius' own Adventure. The only thing he ever truly wanted in life: Maximum Freedom. He got it. I would say it is a once in a lifetime chance, but there haven't been many people in all of history who have had the chance to be the Hero of their own story. After achieving this, Zelrius realized that while the Adventure was fun: It was lonely. He rose from bottom, to top, down to bottom, and back to the top, over and over again. Until the most recent time, where he was unmatched by anyone, and that made him feel more alone than anything else. All the events of the world had built up and nearly crushed him, so he passed the weight on.

However, just getting rid of his tital and handing of his responsibilities wasn't enough to get rid of all the weight. He had loose ends to tie up still. And the first people on his Agenda were Manta and Erin. Both of them seemed to have their qualms with him, and it would be easier to handle them in the same day. Sending a message for both of them to meet in the Meeting room of the Guild Hall, Zelrius wandered on down there in his loose fitting silk clothing, not wanting to get all dressed up anymore.

Edited January 8, 2016 by Zelrius

[Amira 0]

Manta turned over in her bed, snoring in a very unladylike fashion. Her hair was a mess, and half of the hair on her head was stuck to her cheek from the dried drool. There was no way that it could ever be said that she was a morning person. She muttered when she heard the ding signalling that she had received a message and sat up in bed, brushing the hair stuck to her face off of her cheek and checking out the message. For all she knew Erin was being mauled by dire wolves and needed help. No one was going to touch her little lamb, not even some mobs in a videogame. It was just Zel, that arrogant bastard who thought he was better than everyone because he had the dual blades. She smirked, wondering if she should even bothering getting presentable to see him. She glanced over at the mirror and immediately knew the answer though. What if she ran into someone else besides Zel? She looked terrible. It took her almost half an hour to get ready for the day, just in terms of appearance. She sighed, opening the door to her room and heading out to find the meeting hall. She barely spent any time in this place, other than sleeping, so she barely knew her way around. She must have walked past the room three or four times, going throughout almost the entirety of the guild multiple times, before realizing that it was that door. She mutter to herself and ran a finger through her hair, opening the door and entering the room with a grim expression on her face, preparing to be dissed by Zelrius for something or other that she had done wrong.