After the two of us exited the awakening room, we spoke at length with Dante.In short, he recorded as much information about us as possible before sending off several documents.The goal was to have our personal information recorded in a sort of system for government use. Since we were obligated to provide the information, we did so without hesitation. It was very reminiscent of the arcane library connected to the adventurers guild except with technology and not magic.Dante still had to write everything down for us. We could now read and understand speech in any language. But writing the language was still another story entirely. Until we learned to write, we would have to have other people do it for us. One of the issues that came up was our birth dates.In Avernia, I had been born later in the year. In the autumn season. Isabella had been born a month later but two years prior. When we left Avernia, it was springtime. It was already late in the summer here on Ignitus. Dante de

As we continued our routine, we learned a few things about our...sadistic instructor...Surprisingly enough, Leiso was actually over 1,500 years old. She had mastered hundreds of types of martial arts and was highly experienced with all kinds of melee weapons.She also taught me how to properly fight while dual wielding swords and other types of close combat weaponry. Not that I didn't know how to use a sword, of course.Using two at the same time was much more complicated than using just one and a shield.Later in our training, I had become very adept at martial arts and Leiso helped me develop a style most suited for my offensive disposition. Isabella had taken to a more defensive and counter attack based fighting style.Leiso took a special approach to dealing with Isabella's naturally high defense and fought using steel gauntlets she summoned herself.The first time she punched Isabella directly, she broke her hand. Iris had to come by and fix it for her and she made me regret lau

"Are we all prepared?" Carlos said.Everyone, including Iris all sat down at a round table in the conference room at HQ. Everyone except Carlos, of course. Today he was wearing jeans and a t-shirt with a white lab coat."Go ahead, Carlos," Dante said."Thank you. I've called you all here today because I want to discuss the Abyss Engine.""And isn't that your area of expertise? Have you figured it out, yet?" Michael said."If you'll let me finish, I can explain," Carlos said sternly."Yes, Mom," Michael said.Why is he an Enforcer, again...?"Iris damn it, Michael! Shut up!" Gavin shouted.Iris' expression turned sour."Excuse me!? Do you any idea how rude it is to use someone's NAME as a swear!? What the hell is wrong with you!?" Iris shouted angrily."I...uh...sorry Lady Iris..." Gavin said meekly."You better be! Don't you ever say that again! ...Jerk...""Ahem...Carlos, would you please continue...?" Dante said."Thank you. Now, Yakon has only revealed a small bit of information on

I truly believed I was about to die...I had so many questions about the exchange I just heard, but I wasn't sure if Iris would be here in time. Meanwhile, the Oracle was screaming obscenities at Iris and yelling at someone named Abbadon.Right now, the mere thought of the Oracle made me feel nothing but seething hatred. Hatred that could swallow a world.I wanted to tear her apart...And hopefully, I would...That is, if I survived this battle.Kazuma seemed to be preparing to strike me. The tip of his claw moved to my forehead and it began to heat up.As soon as the flickering around us stopped, Kazuma looked around."What was...hmm... That was a strange feeling... Deja vu...?" He said.Then he looked back at me.The air around my body began to greatly heat up and then...It started feeling cold.REALLY COLD.Suddenly, Kazuma looked up as several icicles and iron thorns shot straight for him.He threw me to the ground and leaped backward. As he did, iron chains and spikes shot from

A week later, I went into surgery to get a new arm. The medical doctors were much cleaner on Ignitus than Avernia. It was a much more comfortable ordeal. Isabella was worried about me the entire time, but I was fine.They connected my nerve endings to the machinery so that it would move naturally.But this was not my arm.It had none of the scars Cassandra left me.This arm didn't move the same. It wasn't natural at all.I wanted to tear it off and beat Kazuma to death with it, but that would have to wait.Worst of all, I couldn't feel Isabella when I touched her face or stroked her hair with this arm. It just served to make me angrier.At times, I felt like screaming in rage or crying. But I couldn't bring myself to do any of those things. Instead, I was forced to once again bottle things up inside.Although, Isabella was aware of me doing it. She didn't try to stop me, but instead, tried her best to comfort me.From my left side.She recognized that my inability to feel her with my