Night stood outside of the doorway to his father’s bedroom, waiting for the right moment. Stars and Sam were with him, of course, to see the plan through and to alert Night if something important or bad were to happen. The door to his father’s room stayed open. Typical king, thought that he would be protected just because he had guards.

The plan was simple. In and out as fast as possible, minimum noise and attention.

Night heard the loud snore of his father, and walked in, with Dark Sight in case his father stirred.

Closing the door, materializing out of thin air in front his his father’s bed, he gently placed his hand onto his father’s forehead, which was dripping of sweat, and closed his eyes.

His father started moaning, then fell silent, further unconcious, not to be woken up even if the crimson came and destroyed the city.

Night was in his father’s head, staring at all the bubbles of memories that lay ahead. He started working his way in, skimming through the thoughts.

A major attack on the city. His father had stood tall, with his omega spear, using Dragon Crusher on the hordes of creatures and armed people.

His father’s fight with Dances With Balrog. He was about to deal the final blow…

His father had met his mother…

His mother had given birth to him… his father looked embarrassed by the sight of the baby

Ashura had just been promoted to leader of attack squadron A, which he later used to distract Dances With Balrog and take the city.

His mother and father making love…

Night finally found something important. He was a love child

Night stopped. He had no purpose of living. His father had neglected him because he didn’t want him. He was just the creation of fun gone wrong. He wanted to retch at the thought of it.

He absentmindedly stared through others, storing them in his head, for later.

Suddenly, the door burst open. Sam and Stars, out of their Dark Sight, jumped in.

<Guards are coming!>, Stars exclaimed.

“Yeah. They’re practically right around the corner!” Sam added.

Night cursed, and reached for his Reef Claw. It wasn’t there. Night cursed again. He looked around, and saw his father’s Omega Spear. He grabbed it.

Stars stared perplexedly at the spear, but said nothing. Sam asked “Could you wield that thing?”

Night had found a spear the other day, before he had met Sam, while training. When he armed himself with the spear, however, his damage was pathetic, his hands blistering from holding the heavy, basic spear.

The weapon he had in his hands, however, felt lightweight, as if he had mastered it already.

Night opened his mouth for a reply, but Stars interjected <Yes, he can, if he was doing what he said he would be doing in here.>

Night just stared at Stars, as they moved away from the door. Right on time, because the door exploded as a spearman used Power Strike on the door. Blowing it to pieces. Ashura snored on.

Night ran up to the nearest soldier, attempting to attack him with the Omega Spear. He hit the guard with the blunt side of the weapon, not doing much.

The guard retaliated by swinging his spear. Night watched it carefully, planning to avoid it. Red sparks erupted from the spear, knocking NIght into the wall before he could jump.

Sam and Stars jumped from place to place, landing star after star on the warrior’s mail. Some fell, but the chainmails deflected most of the stars.

Night picked himself up, bloody and ragged. A speech popped up in his head. Absorb the energy around you, concentrate it into your spear, release the energy in one powerful stab.

Night obliged, and stabbed the guard. The spear protruded from the back of his chainmail, and he fell away.

Now, do the same, except release the energy in multiple directions.

Night struck again, a weaker blast this time, only stunning the guards.

Sam and Stars stopped attacking, watching Night attempt to master his spear with basic assaults. Sam stared in wonder, but Stars was unperturbed.

Night tried again, a stronger blast this time. It wasn’t as strong as the Power Strike to kill the guards, but it knocked them unconcious, leaving a way for the trio to leave.
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From now on, I will add whatever experiences I have in Maple after my chapters(yes, a crappy attempt to make the story look long).

After 7 months, I have gotten my old account back. It’s name is AzNxKnife(the one in MMOTales is not me, however).

I have gotten my hermit to level 79, and is about 4 hours away from 80. ^^

*Places plates of donuts at the end of the maze that is my story* Enjoy!!