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Walking up to the feeling of dramatically soft sheets and pillows, Loki sat up to find Rykar going through the same motions right next to him. Strewn atop the king-sized bed were also Chance and Rob, but they were still out cold with traces of blood around their facial openings, despite traces of it having been roughly wiped away.

"AAAaaaahhhh!"

Clutching their head in their hands, they both erupted into a string of roars as they struggled to keep hold of their senses through the blinding pain which was assaulting their heads. It literally felt like their sculls were being kneaded like an egg in the hands of a child. The sharpness only making them hope that their brain wasn't seriously being impaled by their broken sculls.

After what felt like forever, the pain started to regress, allowing them to think straight. It wasn't like the pain slowly retreated either, on a scale of 10, if it was initially at 10/10 then, within thirty seconds, it had already faded down to a much more manageable 2/10.

"What did that f*cker do to us?!" Rykar cursed under his breath while still holding his eyes shut, afraid that any dramatic visual changes at this point might bring back the nightmare he was just freed from. The darkness was a comfort, along with the fluffy sheets he was splayed across.

"Talk about ungrateful, I didn't do a thing. But one thing you guys definitely didn't do, was your research." Marcel's voice shocked Rykar awake. Rolling in the opposite direction from the voice, both twins did a messy reverse summersault off of the bed and used it as cover from the other side.

"Firstly, do you think a bed would save you?" He laughed while shaking his head. "Secondly, if it weren't for me, you guys would literally be lying in the middle of the transport hub right now. After a while day, is be surprised if you even had underwear left on you after the rats got at you."

Thinking over the show of skill he had performed up to this moment, the twins really did feel that their actions were pointless. It was more the battle royale game they had played in the library which had them putting up their guard due to the sudden noise while they were in a drowsy state.

Sitting on the bed with their legs crossed, Loki took the chance to ask what had been bothering him. "Why have you been after me since we met?"

"Well it's a long story. But let's say I was down in that outpost as punishment, along with that girl you 'met' earlier. I'm a part of a darkness oriented organization and I was given a deadline to recruit a new member with at least a decent amount of potential."

"Why were you being punished?" Rykar interrupted but Marcel didn't seem to mind.

"Because her sister was being a bitch. I just happened to say it a little louder than the others."

"So, they punished you just for getting into a fight?" Rykar wasn't buying the vague description. Even Loki wanted to follow up and ask further but, in the end, he wasn't as unreserved as his brother.

"Well we fought, and a couple people died."

"How many is a couple? So, you both had to bring people? Did she find someone to recruit too?"

"She didn't have to bring anyone."

"Why didn't she have to?"

"Because she didn't kill anyone."

"Who did you kill? Why did you kill people, but she didn't? Did you kill her sister?!"

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"For a side character, you sure have a lot of questions huh?"

"Why am I the side character?" Rykar was offended by the comment. Truthfully speaking, he felt as though he had one over his brother in many ways since they had entered the library and he began to gain mass like crazy. Even his ability was proving to be much more useful in many cases.

"Because I said so." Finally, Marcel sighed and ignored any further questions from Rykar. Turning his head slightly to indicate he was looking at Loki, he continued. "The reason I want you to join is because your element leans towards darkness, which is actually a pretty uncommon thing in humans.

"You don't have to pretend, as soon as you passed out on this side of the array, it became obvious that you've never been off that planet before. With that being the case, there's basically no way you know what I'm talking about, much less have a guild backing you.

"Everyone has a certain element that they lean towards. This is caused by a lot of things; body type, conditions growing up, parents, personality and a bunch more that I don't even know. At the end of the day, you might lean towards ice because you have a very calm and ridged way of thinking, or that very same person might instead lean towards metal due to the same reasons but different factors coming into play. Put basically, don't ask me."

He pulled out a device which looked like a silver piece of rectangular metal with a black display. On the screen were innumerable white dots scattered around like snow in a blizzard but there was an obvious cluster of them towards the centre.

"This can detect energy that is affiliated with darkness. Truth be told, its not too accurate or reliable, but you definitely qualify for recruitment. Not only that, but you haven't even entered Hell Forging yet, so its actually crazy for you to have this kind of a reaction unless your compatibility is naturally pretty high." He sighed and cocked his head. "If anything, I'm jealous. Just goes to show, you really can find treasure anywhere."

"Why does it have to be darkness-based people that join?" Loki asked while thinking over what he had said. "Wouldn't it be better to have a mix?"

"It doesn't always have to be. There are some guilds that are for anyone to join. But if you focus on one thing, you can become much better at it than you would if you tried to focus on everything. That's also how larger organizations work a lot of the time. Its better to be great at one thing and cooperate with others, than to be ok at everything but have everyone else do things better than you." Sounding like a true scholar initially, he paused before adding. "Unless you're rich, then you can do what you want.

"So what's your guild good at?"

"The usual, collecting information and stuff. You'll figure it out soon enough, up to you if you join or not afterwards." From the sounds of it, aside from forcing them to join him to the place, he wasn't actually planning on forcing them to stay after they had heard what they needed to hear.

Without any real choice in the first place, the boys agreed to go along with him, but only after the others woke up. It wasn't much farther into the conversation that they actually became aware of the real reason they had fallen unconscious as soon as they had made it to this side of the array.

Just like what was shown on Marcel's detection device, but in a quantity more than 1000 times more concentrated, the world was filled with energy. The concentration of this energy played a huge role in the rank of a world, with it being many times an increase in density with each cataclysm.

The event which had practically crippled them was actually very simple to explain. With the planet they had been on before not having even qualified as a world, the concentration of these energies was scares compared to that of this branch of Grace.

With the simple rules of diffusion to go by, in order to balance the inside with the out, as natives to that environment, they had miniscule amounts of energy within themselves.

It's like placing a sponge in a room full of mist.

With the sponge sitting in the room, even for extended periods of time, it would never fill with water, due. But if you put that same sponge in a bucket of water, it would immediately suck in all the water around it in order to create a balance between the inside and out.

With their bodies acting as the sponge, the energy poured into them. Without being prepared and having a person or item to make the change more gradual, it was a violent event for their bodies to absorb enough energy to stabilize itself and form a balance with the the new surroundings.

Passing out was already a light affair. Without Marcel or either of the twins knowing anything beyond basic first aid, it was left on Rob and Chance to recover from the experience on their own.

"Why didn't you take them to a hospital or something?"

"Since when did they become my problem? I just need to bring back a candidate." Marcel chuckled.

Loki and Rykar didn't even get mad or annoyed at the comment. Truth be told, they would expect themselves to do the exact same thing in their position.

"Oh, I have a question for a change." Drawing the twin's attention away from their friends once again, he looked Rykar dead in the eyes as he asked. "So, what really happened to that puppy?"

"Since when did that become my problem?" Rykar countered lazily, about to lay back on the bed.

"Not too sure, but id guess just about around the time you got that bit of fur stuck in your glove." Marcel laughed again before walking forward and grabbing Rykar's arm despite his protests, pulling off a small tuft of fur before calmly returning to his seat.

"If you were in our guild, you'd at least be shown how how to make a dumb dog disappear without leaving traces all over yourself.