"Wait, what was that?...."
"Oh well, guess it’s nothing then." Max shrugged as he stared at his empty house after Pix had dissolved.
He had just finished checking his system skills and he was currently satisfied with what he had when...
His stomach made a loud sound causing him to wince slightly.
"You know. Being a dragon vessel doesn’t mean you wouldn’t eat." Pix chuckled in Max’s mind.
"I would actually eat if I had what to eat. I don’t even have any foodstuffs or money on me." Max retorted back angrily and then with a sigh he glanced around the house.
"Now I know why the previous owner of this body chose to commit suicide. Whereas in my own body, I was able to afford whatever I wanted to eat. But due to loving the wrong woman, I’m here." Max mumbled as he clenched his hands tightly while standing up weakly.
"If only I had a single bu..." Max stuttered as his hands brushed against his pants’ front pocket and he felt a budge in it.
"Huh? What’s this?" He mumbled as he fumbled through his pocket and pulled out a brown paper that was wrapped like an envelope.
Pulling it out, something also dropped beneath his feet.
Looking down, he could see a piece of paper which he proceeded to pick up cautiously.
Carefully opening it up, he could see that it was a letter addressed to him and it read;
’Hey Damian, this is Camila. I just want to thank you again for the wild fun we had. I really enjoyed it. Also, your advice really struck something in me.
It’s honestly hard to see someone as young as you who is so wise and sounds like he has seen a lot in life. That really touched me deeply and I really appreciate it. While you were in the bathroom, I took the liberty of checking your clothes.
I’m sorry about that but I couldn’t help my curiosity. I noticed that they look tattered and almost worn out.’ Reading that line, Max paused for a few seconds and then glanced down at the clothes he was putting on.
"I mean, she’s not wrong though. I guess she was too horny to notice it earlier." He chuckled dryly before continuing to read the letter.
’Not like I mind though. Anyway, with that in mind and the fact that you were around the alleyway Lizzy got ambushed, I figured you must have come from the slums or something and I know how poverty stricken that part of the world is.
So as a token of appreciation for all you did for me and my daughter today, I slipped in a brown envelope so you can get and do whatever you want with it. My number is at the bottom of this letter.
If you do need something urgently, or you managed to get yourself a phone, you can call me and we can talk as much as we want.
Bye, thank you for everything and also enjoy the small token of appreciation.
The letter ended and as it stated, at the bottom of the paper, Max could see a number boldly written on it.
With a smile on his face, he carefully folded the letter and kept it somewhere safe before turning his attention back to the envelope in hand.
"I have a feeling that I know what it contains." Max mumbled as he weighed it in his hand for a few seconds before deciding to open it up and he was right.
Pulling what was in the envelope, Max’s eyes widened in shock as he counted through the wards of paper in his hands.
"Twenty thousand dollars?! The fuck?! This is my two months salary back at Silverwing enterprise. Wait! Thought she was struggling to fend for herself, so how come does she have this much?" Max mumbled in shock as he stared at the wards of note in his hands.
"This is freaking too much."
"Weren’t you the one complaining of being broke and hungry? Now you got something to fend for yourself for some time, you are whining? What an ungrateful person." Pix snarled in Max’s mind.
"That’s right. And Pix is right. Though, this is for the meantime. Even though she asked me to always inform her if I ever needed something, I can’t bring myself to keep calling her every single time, it’s improper.
That leaves me with only one option."
"Which is?" Pix asked.
"Go get a job. I need a job to fend for myself and grow more. But first, I think I would need to go get something to eat." Max said as he rubbed his belly, tucked the notes in the envelope and into somewhere safe before leaving his house.
In an undisclosed location, a place where no single human knew of unless they were told, a gigantic structure stood with a dome like glass surrounding the top of the structure and gate.
Meaning no one could get in without permission even if they tried to fly in.
Deep inside this structure, a meeting was currently taking place as a group of individuals were sat around a round table.
They were about six of them. Four males and two females who all wore black attires with swords at their sides.
"Wait! Is the rumour true?" A male asked as he looked around the room and everybody else nodded with a grim expression on their faces.
"It is confirmed by the satellites. A strange, otherworldly aura although tiny, was detected in a city." A female with round glasses on her face said as she pushed them more.
"So we are really considering this option. That a demon has seeped through our world? Is the human race about to face what it did five hundred years ago again?" The man asked as he held his head in worry.
"Sadly, it seems like so. But that isn’t the most pressing issue right now. Hope we all remembered why demons waged war against us a few hundred years ago?"
"Because the human race were trying to protect them from going extinct. The dragons." Another man replied with a sigh.
"Wait! Which means that a dragon has appeared? How is this possible? Thought they went extinct or something."
"You think if a dragon appeared, a huge war won’t ensue immediately? The last war, we had to deal with the twelve echelons and still the human race almost lost.
I don’t think a dragon has appeared, instead it seems like it’s a vessel or something. Because only one demon seems to have seep through. If it was a real, full grown dragon, the story would be different."
"So," the fourth man who had been silent all along said as he stood up, his fiery crimson hair wavered slightly as he scanned the room with his piercing red eyes. "We find the demon that seeped through and the vessel and eliminate them both. Noted."
"No!" The second female interjected with a deep frown on her face. "Order has come from above. If we really have a dragon vessel in this new generation, he needs to be kept safe. So what we do is after eliminating the demon, find the vessel and bring them into the association."
The crimson haired man sighed. "That’s boring. But if it’s an order from above, we can’t ignore it. But mark my words, if kept alive, the vessel would bring us trouble because the more they grow in strength, the more stronger demons would appear in our world."
"That’s why we have a third mission." The female with glasses on her face said as she stood up. "Find the crack that connects our world with the underworld and close it at any cost. Are we all clear?!"
"Yeah sure." Everybody replied.
"We can’t let history repeat itself again." The female gulped loudly as she shuddered remembering the tales she heard of how close the human were to going extinct.