The field stretched endlessly in every direction—silent, bare, and painted in shades of grey. The air held no sound, no wind, only a heavy stillness that settled deep in the chest. A group stood there, motionless, as if waiting for something to break the silence. None spoke. They didn't need to. They all knew something was about to happen.
Then, a faint hum began to vibrate in the air, growing steadily louder. It was a deep, resonant sound that seemed to emanate from the very earth beneath their feet. As the hum reached a crescendo, the air at the far edge of the field began to shimmer and distort, like heat rising off of hot pavement. The distortion intensified, and a tall, pink gate slowly materialized, unfolding into existence with a soft, blossoming light. Its color was almost out of place, too soft for such a solemn moment. The gate pulsed gently, and as it fully formed, it swung open, inviting—or warning.
A figure stepped forward from the line, raising a hand. Their voice was steady, low. "SCOUT REGIMENT, into the gate. Be careful."
One by one, they moved. No hesitation. As each member of the Scout Regiment passed through the gate, its pink light flickered and intensified, intensifying, before returning to its steady glow. Then, as one more stepped forward to follow, the figure held out a hand. "Not you."
The girl froze. Her face flickered with shock. "NABE, why?" she called out, her voice raw, trembling. Her eyes, wide with disbelief, locked on his. She didn't cry, but something in her expression broke—like glass under pressure.
The gate remained open, its pink light pulsing steadily.
She stood still, fists clenched.
NABE turned to her, his eyes heavy with emotion. "I need you to stay with me, BENA," he said gently, as if each word cost him something.
"But my sister's going. Why not me?" BENA's voice cracked, half anger, half grief.
"BEBA has her mission," NABE replied, offering a small, sorrowful smile. "And you have yours."
BENA scoffed, frustrated. "It's not fair. She gets to go out there—she gets all the excitement. All the fun."
He let out a soft chuckle, trying to ease the tension. "Oh, we'll have our share of fun, too... just a different kind."
She rose onto her toes, trying to glimpse the last flickers of the pink gate. Her jaw clenched. "It hurts staying behind."
NABE's smile faded into something more solemn. "I know. I feel it too. But we have to be strong."
"What if she needs me? The HEN are terrifying."
NABE stepped closer, his voice firm now. "I sent my best with her. She'll be protected. She's stronger than she looks, you know. Can you wait here, for her? For me? I need to oversee the operation."
BENA didn't answer. She just nodded, slow and reluctant, her eyes never leaving the place where the gate had vanished.
The field was silent again.
And the wind didn't return.
NABE turned and walked toward a tall girl standing near the equipment crates. The world around them remained unchanged—bare, and painted in shades of grey. The crates, the scattered tools, even the soil beneath their boots seemed washed of life. The only color came from her: a tall figure with soft, glowing pink hair and eyes to match. She stood like a statue in the monochrome, white-skinned like milk, watching the closed gate with quiet intensity.
"How's preparation going, NEA?" he asked, his voice quieter now, like it didn't want to disturb the stillness around them.
NEA's lips curved into a slight smile, her eyes gleaming with an inner light. "They'll have a bit of a journey before they reach the other side," she said, her voice a low, husky purr, "so we have some time to... prepare for what awaits us, tiger. We must first discern the nature of this new world, and then... we shall ready ourselves for whatever we find there. We must also be vigilant; if any monsters or HEN come through that gate, we'll need to destroy them. our ships aren't that far from here, after all."
NABE nodded in agreement. "You're right. We can't risk any incursions. Where is NUA, anyway? I don't see him anywhere. He's probably at central command. We should join him there and bring BENA too."
As if on cue, a voice echoed in there head speaker. "NABE, NEA, BENA Report to central command immediately." It was NUA.
NEA raised an eyebrow. "Speak of the devil. Seems he heard us. Let's go."
As they turned to leave, BENA trailed behind them, her expression a mix of longing and resentment. Nabe glanced back at her. "Come on, BENA. NUA waiting for us."
At central command, NUA was indeed there, pacing impatiently . NUA greeted them with a pointed remark, "Well, if it isn't the dynamic duo. I Always working while you two are out playing."
NABE, however, simply retorted, "I sent the Scout Regiment into the gate, as you well know."
NABU interjected, his voice brooking no argument. "NABE, this is hardly the time for that." Turning to NABE, he asked, "So, NABE, what information did you glean from the rift?"
NABE replied, "It appears to be a water world. Initial readings suggest a low soul density."
NUA responded, "In that case, the Big Boss probably won't be very interested in it for the Seed of Power. It sounds like finding the Seed of Power will be easy then, but the fight will be hard. We should wait for them."
NEA asked, "So, who did you send?"
NUA's eyes gleamed with a hint of mischief as he replied, "The vanguard, of course. The 13th Legion—my finest troops."
As they talked, "I have a connection with BENA said NABU."
NUA's head snapped up, surprised. "That was fast." Turning to NABE, he asked, "NABU, can you show us what she's seeing?"
as they closed their eyes, an image formed in their heads: The 13th Legion—NUA's finest troops—were at sea, on many ships, surrounded by other ships. It was night and raining, and the waves were high, causing the ships to move erratically.
Then, a deep, ominous sound reverberated through the scene. A colossal Kraken emerged from the depths, its skin a grotesque tapestry of black and green scales, slick with an oily sheen. Its massive eyes, the size of dinner plates, glowed with a malevolent yellow light, radiating ancient malice. A network of writhing tentacles, thick as ship masts and covered in razor-sharp barbs, lashed out from its colossal form.
The Kraken destroyed more ships before the troops could react. One of these tentacles, with a speed that belied its size, shot upwards and with a swift, devastating motion, droned it into sea.ship that troops stand on it fall into water destroyed by Kraken tentacles they swim to other ship then regroup
The enormous Kraken then fully surfaced, a terrifying sight of immense power and rage. Its colossal head, a grotesque mass of sharp angles and jagged protrusions, broke the surface, sending shockwaves through the surrounding water.
The ships, tossed about like leaves in a storm, struggled against the monstrous waves and the Kraken's overwhelming presence. A group of troops, their faces grim with determination, began to chant in unison, their voices rising above the roar of the storm and the crashing waves. As they chanted, they raised their weapons - huge, ornately carved spears that crackled with arcs of pink energy.
With a mighty heave, they hurled the thunder spears at the Kraken. The spears flew through the air, leaving trails of light, and struck the Kraken's massive form with a series of deafening explosions. The Kraken, momentarily stunned, turned its massive head towards the pink gate, its yellow eyes gleaming with a strange, unsettling curiosity.
It began to move towards the gate, its tentacles reaching out, one of them probing the shimmering surface, as if trying to understand its nature and purpose.
As the Kraken lunged forward, a barrage of enormous cannon fire erupted from the other side of the gate, striking the creature with tremendous force.
BEBA and the other troops jumped from ship to ship swiftly and took their positions, ready for whatever might emerge. Then, an extraordinary phenomenon occurred: the sea and the ships around them dissolved into particles, which then transformed into pink light. This was a manifestation of BEBA's unique power: the ability to convert any physical matter into a form of energy or data that she could then absorb . The pink light wasn't just a visual effect; it was the essence of the sea, the ships, and everything around her, broken down to its most fundamental level and becoming part of her own being.
Then BEBA stepped out of the gate to the other side. She saw the Kraken captured by huge light cable not move. She put her hand on its tentacles. The Kraken slowly began to disintegrate into particles, which then turned into pink light and entered her body. The process was slow, but eventually, the Kraken was completely consumed by her.
The other troops ran towards BEBA, their expressions a mix of awe and relief. NUA's voice echoed above the din, "Is the Seed secure?"
BEBA, her face pale with exhaustion, replied weakly, "Yes... it's safe," before collapsing.
NABE, reacting quickly, rushed forward and caught her before she hit the ground. BENA, her eyes wide with concern, reached them. "You used a lot of mana this time, BEBA. You should be careful."
NABE, cradling BEBA gently in his arms, looked towards the gate, his expression thoughtful. "She did a great job. We have the data from this rift. Now, I have to decipher it," he said, his voice filled with a strange determination. Then, his voice echoed , bodiless and commanding: "Close the gate, NABU, and get everyone back to the ships."
Then, a pink gate appeared beneath their feet. The gate ascended, carrying them upward, their faces etched with a mix of exhaustion and grim determination. As the pink light enveloped them, they vanished, reappearing in a new location: a lavish red room dominated by a huge, ornate canopy bed.
BENA stirred, her eyes fluttering open, and NABE's voice echoed , "You are tired, BENA. Perhaps I should instruct the data another time."
BENA shook her head, a stubborn set to her jaw. "No," she insisted, "I want to finish today. I can not handle the data anymore and they may need me again. What if other rift found?"
The chamber was bathed in the dim, pulsating glow of bioluminescent runes, their light licking the curves of her silhouette as she lounged across the obsidian sheets. "Are you coming or what?" she purred, her voice a velvet stroke against the charged air.
I moved like a shadow drawn to flame, closing the distance between us. Her smirk was a promise as she arched her back, offering the slender column of her throat—alabaster skin, milk-white and flawless—beneath the half-unzipped seam of her onyx gown. My fingers traced the zipper's path, metal parting like a sigh, revealing the dip of her spine, the swell of her hips.
My lips found her neck first. A gasp escaped her as I tasted salt and jasmine, my mouth blazing a trail down the ladder of her vertebrae. She shuddered, her body melting into the sheets, her fingers knotting in the fabric. "More," she breathed.
Then she turned, a slow pivot of bare skin and hunger, her eyes gleaming with something feral. Our mouths crashed together—lips, teeth, tongue—a duel of heat and need. My hands mapped the terrain of her: the dip of her waist, the flare of her thighs, the weight of her breasts against my chest.
I groaned, crushing her closer.
Her nails scored my shoulders as she broke the kiss, panting.
"System, connect,
" she whispered, her voice layered with an eerie, our eyes color light pink synthetic resonance.
"Data extraction beginning."
A shockwave of energy surged between us, my nerves alight with the fusion of flesh and code. Her pupils dilated, fractaling into glowing hexagons as the pleasure doubled, her mind and mine entwined in the network's electric embrace our eyes pink light flicker with all data Extraction from her to me
I did not stop until I extracted all the data she collected from the rift from her body to me. When we finished, I collapsed onto the ornate canopy bed.
I then took a long sleep. My power works even while my body rests or is asleep. I hope to finish deciphering the data by the time I wake up.
When I woke up, I saw NEA standing over me. She had her hand behind her and looked at me with a smile. "Wake wake, NABE," she said.
I woke up, looking at NEA. "Hello NEA, is there a problem? And why are you in my bedroom?"
NEA rolled her eyes, her smile faltering slightly. Speaking as she sat on the edge of the bed, looking at me from the side, she said, "There is no problem, per se. It's just... did you extract the data? Is the seed ready? Is it my turn already, tiger?"
your turn ? yes it is finished
NEA sighs dramatically, her pink eyes sparkling with playful exasperation
The fun part is about to begin.
I frowned. "So what happened? You never like doing work. What has changed now?"
NEA's expression softened, a hint of genuine excitement coloring her tone. 'Nothing changed, really.' She leaned a bit closer, her gaze playful. 'It's just that BENA told me about last night. She said you were very... wild. And I hope to have some fun too, tiger.'
I shook my head, a wry smile touching my lips. "The Seed of Power isn't important enough to get stored. It's a coordinate to a new rift. We can locate it maybe next time."
NEA shrugged, her playful demeanor fading slightly. "Why does everything need to be about work? Can't we just do it for fun?"
My smile vanished, replaced by a grim seriousness. "Because we don't have time for fun, NEA. The HEN are destroying reality. Lives are being destroyed by them."
NEA's eyes widened slightly, but then she smirked. "I know, but there's nothing wrong with having some fun sometimes, right? Wait, NABU, where did it land?" I get up from the bed, my tone urgent. "Teleport me there right now!"
Before I could tell him to have breakfast with me, he teleported. Wait nabu where did you send him
Beacon spawned. I will send you there.
"who could send it"
"Judging by color, it's probably an agent of Wrath."
They have to be very close they will get to here in any moment now"
I said "nabu gather all the fighters we have got before i can finish say it many pink gates open behind us twenty Melee fighter ten archer only three mage. in front of us seven Tank stand get out of pink gate too"
That's all we have where is rest of them