Devastated by guilt, Kurewa returned to exact vengeance upon the Demons and his Mark glowed once again with Gunnhildr's power. Upset and furious at the rejection, Kurewa decided to leave by himself, but before he reached Grand Gaia, his choice led to the fatal destruction of his kingdom. Instead of agreeing, Kuraginn was against Kurewa's "immature" idea, because Kurewa chose to put himself above the people of his kingdom. After defeating countless enemies, Kurewa revealed his inner desire and asked Kuraginn to travel the world together with him. However, he was reluctant and wished to be free and travel across Grand Gaia with his best friend and closest Warrior partner - Kuraginn. The Goddess of War, Gunnhildr, tasked him to protect his kingdom from Demons leaking from Ishgria until his last breath. He could taste the deepest yearnings in his mistress's mind let he be the one to give voice to them, and show her the true face of her soul.Prince of the isolated kingdom isle of Kauravas where a unique race called Anthromorphs thrived, Kurewa was branded a Warrior's Mark on his chest, a sign of destiny to become a Warrior of War. But to his dismay, her instructions were rather less than.thrilling, to say the least.īored out of his mind and playing guardian to a host of minor spirits beneath his concern, Nabris decided it was past time for a display of arcane power. His physical appearance cast in the image of such thoughts, it was with wicked glee that he greeted his flustered mistress. As a spirit of desire, he was especially attuned to emotions, specifically those which lurked in the darkest corners of the summoner's heart. Nabris was drawn to the desperate invocations of a mage from a distant land. Methods and manuals smuggled out of the scholar's library were disseminated by disgruntled acquaintances, and soon, the secret of such a pact was revealed: servitors desired an exchange of equal value, relative to their would-be master.
The envy of many, she was possessed of individual will yet obedient to her master's every command-a powerful servitor spirit, far outranking the humble familiars most mages had.
The scholar's own servant, a devilish woman of surpassing beauty and guile, entertained visitors during the scholar's life. But while his magnum opus may have been lost, the art of binding spirits was not. Following his mysterious decline and death, few-if any-returned from his ruinous tomb.
Long ago, an eccentric scholar uncovered the nature of Desire, culminating in a tome possessing the power to control one's destiny. Hmm, I thought I scented someone familiar.
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