1608 Gone
Date- ???
Time- ???
Location- Reverse Dungeon, Yellow Plain Planet, Freedom Fighter’s Base, Conference room
*Clap* *Clap* echos of claps reverberated in the Conference room, It was Ned. He made a dramatic entry while using the sound of his claps to snap Henricks out of his deep contemplation.
“Holyshit kid, had I been a few seconds late you would have turned my friend against me. I can’t imagine how the Southern Royal family managed a monster like you,” Ned said as he took a seat on the round stone table in the conference room.
Wyatt did not humor Ned’s words instead he said, “Let me guess others are not coming. I would love to hear what reason you gave them to keep them out of this discussion.”
“Kid, I know better than to play with fire. Since I cannot avoid it, obviously, I will take precautionary measures,” Ned said signaling Wyatt to take a sit.
Wyatt did not take a set instead stared dead into Ned’s eyes and said, “How about an apology?”
“Apology for what?” Ned asked as if he had no idea what Wyatt was talking about.
“Apology for stealing my Silver Beach dungeon, Apology for trying to break into my grimoire, need I go on,” Wyatt recounted their crime to Ned, not that Ned needed a reminder but on this occasion, he somehow seemed to have forgotten them.
“Why should we be the ones to apologize for you being weak? If you were not weak you would not have given the dungeon to the Southern Royal family allowing us to steal from them. If you were not weak you would not lay defenseless in an unknown territory. Be happy they only tried to break into your grimoire and not your— you know what I mean,” Ned chose the strategy of blaming the victim and he was not subtle about it. After all, there was no right reason for him to defend the actions of the Freedom Fighters against Wyatt.
*Bang*
“You shameless bastard,” Wyatt yelled in rage as he slammed his fist on the stone chair next to him. Breaking it into tiny pieces. Then regaining his calm he apologized, “Sorry, let me clean this mess.”
“It is okay, leave it,” Ned excused Wyatt’s outburst. However, he was suspicious about it as it felt out of place to him. He did not dare to make the mistake of underestimating Wyatt because of his age but he could not see what Wyatt could possibly gain by doing this.
“No problem. I said, I would fix it,” Wyatt sternly insisted as he summoned his Stone Viltronian, which used its stone rule mastery to repair the broken chair in no time. “There, it is fixed.” Wyatt said recalling the Stone Viltronian.
Then Wyatt glanced at Henricks and Ned, the atmosphere in the room felt awkward after what just transpired. Moving past the awkwardness, Wyatt said, “Looks like we have strong differences of opinion. Since you cannot be bothered to show sincerity, there is no point in continuing this talk. Reach out to me in VR-Universe when you are ready to apologize.”
“…” Ned was confused, wondering if Wyatt was delusional. Did he not know that he was stuck in their base in another world? Did he think this was his house for him to come and go as he pleased?
Before preparing to leave, Wyatt turned to Henricks and shared a document to his grimoire saying, “Consider that information as a thank-you gift for bringing Plague Doctor Joy, if not for her I would not have known that the Plague egg would have a connection to the devil even after its incarnation’s death. That saved me a lot of trouble. I will thank Madam Joy separately next time we meet.”
Like Ned, Henricks too was confused unable to understand what Wyatt was up to. He spoke as if he was leaving. Even if the Freedom Fighters did not limit his movement, this was the other world where could he go?
However, to their surprise, Wyatt’s body disintegrated into dust and vanished with the air. Scaring the shit out of them. They could not figure out what just happened. Did Wyatt just kill himself? No, in accordance with what he said a few seconds ago, it appears he left, left the yellow plains world. But to where and how?
“Fuck,” realizing that Wyatt had actually left, Ned swore. He was planning to trick Wyatt or even force Wyatt into sharing his wealth with them for their cause but he just left. The only reason he did not take Wyatt seriously despite knowing his capabilities was that he was trapped. Even if the tiger was the king of the jungle, when it gets trapped inside a cage, it has to let go of its pride and become a docile cat to survive. Therefore he had very little sincerity when he asked Wyatt to take a seat so they could begin the discussion.
Wyatt was aware of this therefore he chose to leave the yellow plains for now to show the Freedom Fighters that he was never trapped to begin with. And his gift to Henricks was to tell them that they were trapped in the yellow plains, not him.
The information Wyatt shared with Henricks was the list of reverse dungeons connecting the card world to the yellow plains uncovered by the world leaders mobilizing every force at their disposal. Wyatt did this not only as a statement toward Ned but to protect the lives of thousands of innocent Freedom Fighters and their family members who would use these compromised reverse dungeons.
The allure of silver milk powder was so high that the World Leaders would not hesitate to use any means to get their hands on the only source of its key ingredient, silver milk. Leaving only two options for the Freedom Fighters who would be captured by World leaders, either they betray the Freedom Fighters to keep their family alive or die along with their family proving their loyalty to Freedom Fighters and faith in their greater cause.