In a forest outside the North Gate of the Outer City.
A steady stream of teenagers had been trickling into this particular forest since the wee hours of the morning. Wary of the surrounding farmers and guards, Daneel had already bought and deployed a number of anti-surveillance barriers.
Also, the instructions had been to leave from different gates and come to the location one by one. Thus, not much attention was drawn to the students who kept disappearing into the depths of the forest.
In a clearing in the middle of the forest, Daneel was standing on an rock that stood five feet in the air. As it was a formal occasion, he had chosen to wear some new clothes he had purchased recently.
A crimson robe that fit him perfectly hung to his knees, emphasizing his broad shoulders and athletic build. Black trousers finished the look, while his stoic expression gave him the air of a commander waiting for his soldiers to assemble.
A few minutes later, Faxul gave him the go ahead that all of the members had arrived. Over this period of time, Faxul had also matured to a handsome young man with sharp features and a strong body. Only, he was a bit more muscular than Daneel due to going down the vanguard route.
Around 500 students were in the clearing in front of him. They all looked at Daneel with bated breath.
After confirming with Faxul that the anti-surveillance trinkets were all active, Daneel cast a spell which magnified his voice.
"A man I respect once told me about a time when the people and the royal family of Lanthanor were treated fairly by the King. A Noble committing a crime would be judged regardless of his identity, and he would be sent to the same jail as a commoner. But what have you experienced?", he asked, making many of the eyes watching him turn red as memories flooded into their minds.
A pretty girl wearing blue clothes was the first to answer, screaming at the top of her lungs and almost startling even Daneel.
"A noble killed my mother for rejecting him! And he wasn't even tried by the court!"
Hearing this, more and more shouts started resounding throughout the forest.
"My parents were beaten to death for accidentally ruining a noble's clothes!"
"My sister was abducted and killed after being played with!"
Hearing the accusations, Daneel felt his own blood boiling. In front of many of these grave misdeeds, what had happened to his family was actually quite mild.
He had only found out about the rottenness of some of the nobles over the course of these three years. Whenever someone volunteered to give the oath, Daneel would always ask what had happened to their family.
This was both to reaffirm their decision and Daneel's.
Whenever he gazed into the eyes of these people whose suffering and pain knew no limit, he would be pushed more and more towards the decision to do everything in his power and help as many people as he could.
In fact, he had noticed that his initial aim of just taking revenge for his family was slowly changing into the much greater one that the system had stated was his destiny.
Of course, he did not indulge in fantasies of conquering the whole world yet. But, he wanted to first take control of this Kingdom he had transmigrated to. Then, he would finally be in a position to know more about this world that the Kingdom was located in and decide his next step. Such information was restricted to those in the highest echelons of the Kingdom.
Although not all of the nobles were so rotten as to commit such deeds, there were indeed many who let their desires control them. The purging of these abominations was the first thing Daneel decided to do in case all of his plans succeeded, placing him in command of the Kingdom.
He spoke again in the loud, deep voice, stopping all those still screaming to vent their frustrations.
"The time has come to take matters into our own hands. When you swore to follow me, I promised that I would do everything in my power to seek revenge for you. There will be danger, and some of you may die. Do you still seek to chase your revenge and ensure that many others will not suffer the same way you did?"
Since the moment he had begun the faction, Daneel had been aware that there would be danger. In such tumultuous times, death would soon be common. Yet, he had vowed to himself to do his best to keep all of the members of his faction alive.
Daneel was very clear of one of his major shortcomings: he did not know death. He had not killed even a single person in both of his lives, and although he had seen people die, his hand had never been the one which held the dagger.
Now was the time for war. And in war, there would be casualties. Thus, he had spoken these words both to himself and the people in front of him.
Although he knew that the sooner he overcame this shortcoming, the better it would be, he still secretly dreaded the moment when he would have to kill with his own hands. However many times he told himself that it was inevitable, the dread did not go away.
Shaking his head to throw all the worries aside for now, he focused onto the scene to hear a loud cry that sent the birds in the surrounding trees flying away in terror.
"YES!"
His eyes also turned red feeling the sheer hot-bloodedness of the atmosphere. Although he had decided on the name beforehand, he had been unsure of how to announce it to all of the members. Now, in this state, the words came to him naturally, prompting him to roar them out with the will of one seeking to charge against the heavens themselves.
"NO MORE WILL THE NOBLES SQUASH US UNDER THEIR FEET!"
A sword made of fire appeared in his hand, which he thrust towards the sky as the words echoed in the forest.
"NO MORE!", came the response, all sorts of weapons piercing the sky alongside Daneel's as one by one, each fighter and mage took out the trinkets they had.
"NO MORE WILL OUR FUTURES BE DICTATED BY THOSE ABOVE US!"
"NO MORE!", roared the crowd.
"DOMINATE THE OPPRESSION! DOMINATE YOUR FUTURE! DOMINATE THE WORLD! HENCEFORTH, YOU WILL BE KNOWN AS THE DOMINATION CORPS!"
In this way, the name that would later strike fear into countless beings rang out in this world for the first time. Wordless screams reverberated throughout the forest, while even the normally reserved Faxul and Joshua joined the cheering that was growing louder and louder.
A broad smile came on Daneel's face seeing this scene of pure passion. He looked around, branding it into his mind while also imprinting each and every face he saw into his memory.
Finally, he had succeeded in forming his first faction in this world.
As expected, the system rang in his mind, making him smile even broader as he also joined the screams.
[Achievement:"First Named Faction" obtained.
First Named Faction: Step by step, using the image that you worked hard to build, you have formed a faction that will follow you to the ends of the world. A fitting name for the first faction of a future World Dominator. Congratulations on forming your First Named Faction!
2000 EXP Awarded
Total EXP: 11500]