prologue (2/2)

At that moment the old Paladin caught sight of the Magician, garbed all in red, on top of the Bone Dragon’s head. He could hear the sound of the Magician invoking a spell. No, rather, everyone could hear the voice that was infused with mana.

“Meteor!”

The legendary 9th circle spell. Of he who have entered the Darkness in human form. Of he who overcame the Darkness and ruled over it!

Then the clouds split, dispersing into a ring like shape, and from it’s center, a huge meteorite began to emerge from the heavens. The blood red meteor expunged large tears as it came down.

The old Paladin felt the deep foreboding of the coming annihilation. In face of death, the Paladin spewed out his last curse.

“Jaiha! May you be cursed for the rest of your life!”

*****

“..... Mr. Jaiha? &h.e.l.lip;. Mr. Jiha?” Someone was shaking me, trying to wake me up. Only when I woke up did I notice the drool coming from my mouth, and hurrying to wipe it up.

“Ah, yes, yup!” From my surrounding, squeals of laughter erupted.

The a.s.sistant who was calling out the interview number spoke with an exasperated tone. “You must be quite confident about your chances, since you had no problem falling asleep before your interview.” The place erupted into a sea of laughter.

Letting out a large sigh, I stood up from my chair, ‘Did I hear right? I could have sworn I heard Jaiha instead of Jiha while I was half-asleep.’ Regardless, it was a weird dream.

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