Nohr to Havana: Ch3, Wish for Amnesia

Alvis

Honorable Pirate
AUTHOR's NOTE: This chapter and the next will be feature sensitive scenarios that readers may be able to connect to. I have had many problems with these in the past, and still do from time to time. If you need help, do not hesitate to talk to me, or anyone else who volunteers to help with you. Thank you, and enjoy the chapter.

Avale and Xavier couldn't help but stare into the horizon, where a ship was sailing. It was coming right toward them, despite there being no wind. Even if there was no wind, there were no sails on the ship. The two captains turned and looked at eachother, looked back, and just waited for the undead captain to show his skull, Jolly Roger. Minutes passed, when he finally popped up on the ship, alongside Avale and Xavier. "Before the young Spanish captain reveals the truth on this matter, I will report on how the other battles are going. The rest of the Deos have won their battle, and are now resting, waiting for you to return. The others, you will find out for yourself," the undead lord exclaimed. This made Avale more confused than before, and he had no idea what was going on. As he looked around, he noticed that everyone looked calm, more relieved. "Men, we shall leave," Xavier commanded. The Spanish crew boarded the Quioxte, along with Avale's men. He was betrayed, right in front of his eyes. It was only thanks to honor of war that he was still alive. He was left alone, on his ship, on the shore of Isla Perdida, shocked and motionless. All of a sudden, he had an urge. He must go to Isla Tormenta, a long ways away in the Caribbean, to see if it was just his men who betrayed the guild, or if he was a lotus in a pond. It seemed like a hundred years until he finally reached the shores of the cursed island, where he found layers of dead bodies, both belonging to the Deos, and to the remaining renegade guilds. What happened? One thing Avale noticed, none of the GMs, nor their senior officers were motionless on the ground. His intuition carried him to the catacombs in the island, where he faced his most dangerous enemy: himself. He could see the world destroying itself, the world he loved. He could not protect it, he could not prevent the battle, the deaths. He was betrayed by his own men, the ones he trusted. Why was he still on this world? What kept him breathing on this Earth? He didn't find any answers, and just gave up. He pulled out his pistol, and put it to his temple. Gritting his teeth, and shutting his eye, the sound of exploding gunpowder filled the catacombs. The last thing he remembered before passing out, was the GM of Ryome, Satou Tanaka, very dimly, walking towards him. He then blacked out



    • Archives
    • Deos des Mejores: Lorea Naome
    • Fall of Faith: Ricardo Belamite
    • Remeberance: Montenero George
    • Oath for Odin: Neo Odea
    • Belias's Enforcers: Corinna Malfecia
    • Supporters:
    • Underground Dreams: Francois Vincennes
    • Irish Days in Paradise: Haslam O'dare
    • Bulmera: Mary Trepeza
    • Renegades
    • La Amora de Sierra: Xavier del Montero
    • Ryome: Satou Tanaka
    • Sequoia Natives: Marc Livingstrom
    • Indigo Heart: Micah George
 
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