Out of two worlds and into one.

It had all been to much for the young red head to handle, not that any could blame him really as he was constantly under surveillance by his personal butler Lynus. That was before the never ending studying, company work, then there was the fact his grandfather had stepped down making his father the head of the family and that bomb was dropped on him while he was tired and finding out about the whole thing with his brother and his former guild. He always tried to be the good son, doing what was expected of him without fuss but now he had enough of it, treated like a child when it suited his cloak and dagger family when it suited them and then treated like an adult at other points; if he didn't know any better he would think he was bi-polar thanks to how his family treated him and his family where the sickness. Well except his elder brother Artemis, he actually gave a damn about him and how all this was affecting him; they both knew however that Artemis would never stand up against the family on such a thing. It would just cause hassle for the both of them and then who knew what would happen, he had never personally been on his fathers bad side that often but he knew for a fact he got off a hell of a lot lighter than his elder brother did.

As soon as the hassle at the front of the Dagger Corp Headquarters in Era had been sorted he hadn't bothered to hang around and chit chat, in fact he had simply left without a word. What had happened there wasn't him, he knew not to air family matters in public when people could hear or to strangers and yet he had. He needed some time by himself away from everything the only problem was his family was known absolutely everywhere it seemed, it wouldn't be that hard to find him. That would be something he would have to fix along the way it seemed, he had decided to take a trip to where his brother's former guild once was by foot keeping from cities, roads and other populated areas along the way relying on nature for things to eat and drink. This suited him just fine as it meant that it would be harder for him to be found, unfortunately he did come across a few people a long the way but that was to be expected no matter where a person was headed. At the moment he was dressed in a thick white winter coat, black hat, black gloves, black woolly scarf, black jeans and black winter boots to make sure he was warm. He had been walking for so long he had forgotten to eat but he had finally made it to his destination.

Biting his lip he moved towards what little was left of the former legal guild known as Black Rose, he had no idea why it was here to chose to be. Perhaps it was curiosity or it could have been due to it being the last place they would think to look for him, whatever the reason he was here now quietly moving around the rubble and what was left of the guild hall. He knew this place wasn't exactly the safest but he really didn't care at this point, he was going to die one day there was no out running death after all; still the way things were going it would be his family that would place him in an early grave. The sheer thought of such a thing made him shake, this wasn't anger though it was fear, he was only fifteen and he was afraid he wouldn't make it to see sixteen. Walking around the ruins of what would have been the inside of the guild he found a wall and slid down it bringing his knees to his chest, eyes closing as he closed his eyes still he was still aware enough that if anyone got to close he would be ready to fight them if needed.

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@Deleronark

Remaining completely still in the area that he had chosen to seat himself, his eyes remaining closed as he listened to the silence around him. He knew that this most likely wasn't the brightest idea that he had ever had but it had all been weighing on him, he needed the time to reevaluate everything before making his next move. He realised within the ruins of his elder brothers former guild hall that for the first time since he could remember, he could actually breath, it was like a weight had been lifted from his chest not being near his family. He had to wonder if this was how Artemis felt the entire time he was gallivanting as a free spirit and guild mage, free from the ever high expectations that their family placed on them. It felt as if nothing but perfect was ever expected and even when everything was how it should be half the time it was like they still failed to meet expectations. He was wondering how they expected him to continue the way he was going, he understood that being born into a family like his came with certain requirements but he was still a teenager but had been treated as if he was an adult from the moment he could understand what the hell was going on in a board meeting.

Opening his eyes as a wind moved through the hall he looked around the ruins of the once proud guild, he still had to wonder just what had motivated once great people that many would look up to in their time of need to go against the governing body of magic. Well to be more accurate try and take them out. This guild had the biggest congregation of wizard saints, two of them even being gods of Ishgar, it just showed the youth that nothing could be taken at face value in the world of magic. He brought up his own hand and for a short moment it glowed a golden white hue and watched as a rose formed a smile came to his face, it was a parlour trick that he had learned when he was small from a family friend when they had been visiting, at least he thought it was a family friend. His eyes went wide in fear however as the aura that created the rose changed to be a deep crimson and purple, he watched as the rose seemed to be sapped of its life force to the point it just crumbled int to ash. Quickly he closed his hand and brought it to his chest his right hand going to his left as if to protect himself from an evil deed that he just done tears falling.

It was the same outcome every time he done it, it scared him because if this was something to do with his magical energy then did it really mean that he was a bad person but just didn't know it yet? That this was what he was really capable of? Then there was a fuzzy memory he had, well he thought it was a memory but it could have just been the vivid imagination of a toddler he just couldn't remember fully. He was at the training hall with his older sister Pandora and his mother sitting on the side lines, his father had belittled his older brother for some reason and then something happened that made the destroyed the hall. By his memory if it hadn't been for his mother using a shield spell then they could have been hurt, amongst the rubble in the fuzziness stood his brother. He didn't believe his brother would ever hurt him and so put it down to being a nightmare that a toddler might have a long time ago but between what seemed to happen with his own aura and that whatever it was he was actually scared to use his own magic at the best of times.

Something just out of his sight caught his attention and made the youth stand, he dusted himself off and walked towards it cautiously as right now he was in an unknown area and on his own so he knew there was a chance to be attacked or ambushed. Then again he was always taught to leave nothing to chance, in fact this was one of the few things that were drilled into him from multiple sources, he swore it was like it was getting the same lecture from his father everywhere he went for the longest time. Crouching he blinked seeing some damaged books and papers, he knew his family likely had went through this place with fine tooth comb the moment they could to take information they deemed useful. Moving some of the rubble however he came across what he could only describe as a leather bound book that seemed to have managed to survive the explosion unscathed. Opening it he began to read it, it was a bunch of names which confused him, why would they have a book filled with names? Then again given the rumours that had came out since the disbandment and destruction it could have been tied to something like that, that was until he thumbed to near the end and seen a name that he recognised all to well. A name that hand him drop the book as he realised what it was "A-Artemis.." he whispered almost as if he didn't want to disrupt the ghosts of this place, he had found the guild roster for the once powerful guild known as Black Rose. How far it must have fallen since the moment it had been founded.

After a long moment he picked up the hand bound book, it stood to reason that it would have enchantments on it that prevented it being destroyed. Biting his lip he knew his family would look bad if this had been found by anyone else as he knew public relations had spun it as his brother had never been a guild member, that it had been someone using magic trying to tarnish the good name of the dagger family well before all this had happened when he found out about the corruption. The book on the other hand stated that he had been an active member at the time shit hit the fan. "This can't be left here... it can't be found by anyone else... the implications and ramifications..." sure he knew it could damage his families reputation but that wasn't what he was concerned about right now, he was more worried about the backlash on his brother given what happened at the meeting. He actually feared what would happen if his family got their hands on this so he didn't want to give it to them, he sad down thumbing the cover as he decided what was the best course of action. "Arty is the only person who should be allow to decide its fate... it affects him first and foremost, it could even give him the separation he wants from the family, if it ever came to that." he whispered his eyes never moving from the guild symbol, he eventually placed it to his inner coat pocket as he looked to the sky wondering how to get this into his brother's hands, it wasn't exactly like he could send it through the mail.

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