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The Demi-human sighed. They stared at the ceiling in silence in the blackened room in Dahlia's most popular inn. Despite being its most popular safe haven nobody inside was ever truly safe. Vampires had the managers in a chokehold and every so often Nine could hear a scream down the hall or a groan next door. None of the strange noises bothered them. Really, it was the aromas that irritated them the most. For now though they were content. Dahlia City was the first city in Fiore they had ever actually been too. They weren't impressed but they were definitely intrigued by how things operated here. Politics were the same everywhere- everywhere except Dahlia City. There was no official Lord, just various groups of Vampires and Lycans. Some other mysterious creatures were sprinkled in here and there too. Nine closed their eyes and turned to their side, facing the wall beside their bed. Tonight was just like any night since they've been in Dahlia; boring. As much as they wanted to go out and explore or begin working towards the "Dream" they knew they had to get stronger first. Fiore had a lot of powerful mages and there was much 9 still needed to learn. Utopian Demise had been helping them get the hang of things so far. In this world things were usually on a binary spectrum; Good and Evil, Light and Dark...it was hard for the Demi to wrap their mind around. No matter which way they put it, the world would view them as a villain. What they intended on doing had never been done before and it meant that Nine had to become a conqueror of lands they did not have connections too. All the same, they had been chosen for this task. Dream dream dream dream dream dream... Silver eyes darted around the building, bouncing from wall, to table, to soldier as Number 9 absorbed their surroundings. It'd been only a day or two Nine was released from the device containing their body. It was hard to walk. Luckily the Facility Soldiers were helping them stand. In exchange for providing them the nutrients they needed to survive 9 had agreed to talk to them and reveal to them as much information as they could. It wasn't like they remembered much anyway. The facility staff seemed to be kind but the Demi-human was aware that kindness was often a tactic to trick people. Unlike normal humans Nine had a sense for those types of things. As they ushered the stranger down the hall, Nine kept their eyes peeled. Their white hospital gown stopped at their ankles and their slippers provided a barrier between their bare feet and the floor. The first stop was around the corner from the section of the building Nine had emerged from. When they arrived the soldiers stepped back and raised their guns. The technology was similar to that on Nirvana though not as advanced. Their weapons and armor were primal at best despite the fact that it was more advanced than majority of this country's technology. From what 9 read years, they learned that Earthland was in a very melee weapon era. Iron swords, steel armor. Facility 12 had been generations beyond what most of this world's inhabitants had been used to. "Subject Seven-seventy-seven has arrived." one of the soldiers reported. Nine turned back to face the two soldiers before facing the white door in front of them again. No windows, no indication of what was inside, just a white room. 550 |