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Rafaela "Raffy" Michaelis


The ground felt cold and damp on Raffy's cheeks, it gives off a strong musty smell that it almost seems like someone has left their old wet blanket that they vomited in the basement for too long that it started to give off a rancid smell. Raffy tried to open her eyes, and slowly take in her surroundings. She's in a dark room, high ceiling, and without windows. A circle of candles surrounds her in what seems like a raised platform.

"Where am I?" she thought, confused.

The last memory she had was the green and purple light in her dream. Was it even a dream? Someone talked to her in that dream, of what, she can't remember. Her stomach began to growl, its been 4 days since she's ate anything. And in that instant she felt weakened, every inch of her body began to ache. Is this still because she's hungry?

"Gluttony skill acquired!"

Raffy jumped in surprise at the sudden announcement. But the voice doesn't sound like something she heard by ear, it almost seem like its coming from within her head. This made her a little uneasy and much hungrier. Her stomach growled even louder.

Raffy's too unfocused to notice the other 2 figures that began to stir beside her. They looked like lumps of discarded dirty clothes in the flickering light of the candles at first, but as they come to, they appeared to be 2 other girls a little older than she is. They looked just as confused as her.

Suddenly, Raffy heard a rustling at the far end of the room. And then, with a loud bang, a steel door swung open at their opposite direction. Raffy's heart began to race faster, and she started to sweat cold sweat. Dark cloaked figures began to pour into the room. Her first thought was the Friars back in her old Orphanage, that they might have captured her and brought her back to that hell hole. She knew that's unlikely, but she can't help but think it.

The first cloaked figured who entered said something in a language she can't understand, and then the rest of the cloaked figures repeated the same.

"Translator level 1 acquired!"

"That voice again!" Raffy thought, uneasy.

"Praise the Dark One for granting us our prayers!" The first cloaked figure exclaimed ardently. Suddenly, Raffy started to understand him.

"Praise the Demonlord!" The others exclaimed in the unison.

The cloaked figures began to move around them and stepped a little closer. This made Raffy extremely uneasy. She attempted to stand and move away, but her legs failed her. "W-who are you people?" She started to say, but it sounded more like a croak than a sentence.

There was a sudden silence in the room. And then the first cloaked figure, which looked like the leader, started to speak.

"A dark ritual was performed to call Champions from another world. Heralds of the Demonlord, bringer of Darkness!" The leader exclaimed rather excitedly.

His sentence made no sense to Raffy whatsoever. "Just where in the world am I?" Raffy started to panic. From the looks of these people, they appear to be some kind of a cult. What could they possibly want from Raffy? "Are they human traffickers?" She thought, then she looked at the other 2 girls beside her.

"Oh, fret not Herald, as you are in the right place." The leader went on, "You'll soon find out your purpose once you meet him." He then turned to one of the cloaked figures behind him and whispered something, the other figure seem to understood and started to moved away from the crowd, and out of the room. "Now then, I shall we get you 3 a proper welcome?"
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The mumbling chants flowed through the air. The young woman with blue hair shifted in her sleep. Her nose wrinkled at the smell of smoke and the damp air that surrounded her. "Mmm." She mumbled. "Four more minutes." She groaned. She tried to reach for the blankets she was certain she went to sleep in but couldn't find anything.

"Huh?" The area she was in was strange. It was definitely not the place she'd gone to sleep in. "What in the hell?" She blinked and sat up. The space was definately not her place. The place was somewhere she should've be. Looking around she noted two other girls, which was fine. She didn't mind waking up with the occasional stranger here and there, but when there was a crowd, that was too much.

Hephaestus, a strange voice commanded, not from around her but within her. "Squired."

"The Greek god?" Abigail tilted her head in confusion. She tilted it more when she heard the strangers in cloaks, chanting.
"I'm sorry? Are you guys going to sacrifice me?" her hand slid down, looking for something sharp, but couldn't find the blade she thought she went to bed with. "I don't understand what you're saying. Do I need to?"
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