"Anyone else want to stand up to me…?" an ominous voice asked. His surroundings were filled with multiple bodies scattered across the floor, all of their bodies filled with a color of grey. "Don't try to fight it - we'll kidnap Kevin of Team ENTITY, then we'll take over the Trilan empire! Nothing will stop us!"
Opening his purple eyes, he saw a young child staring right at him in horror, tears streaming down his face slowly. "Y-You killed my mom…" he muttered, slowly falling onto the floor, desperate for his life. "Why shall it end this way…?" he muttered, clasping both hands together. "I always pray to Uma to guarantee our safety, but he never saves us… Now, he's going to get me killed." The man nodded, equipping a small pocket knife. All that could be heard in the now-destroyed village was the sound of fire - the sound of destruction burning down everything those people had lived for. "Your people decided they would die instead of serving under me - this problem was caused by each and every one of them, including your mother! Now, you're going to die - no trace will be left of this village!"
The knife the man held firmly soared down to the ground, but was blocked right before it could stab through the heart of the young child. "What in tarnation…" he thought to himself, trying to move his body.
However, it did not budge at all.
"What is hope…?" the child whispered quietly, continuing to look up at the man who was restrained by an unknown force. "We will never have anything we want in this world - everything we work for, everything we love, is just burned up in flames, never to be seen again." The man scoffed. "Shut the hell up, will ya!? Everyone will live under our control, don't get it twisted! Say one more thing and I'll cut right through your brain!"
"Y'know, you really shouldn't be rude to that child." a voice claimed inside the murderer's mind. "This is exactly why our world is the way it is…"
"Get the hell out of my mind!" he exclaimed externally, trying his best to move. "Who the hell are you, just let me murder this little twer-"
Seconds later, both the child and the man hear footsteps coming from right behind them. "Leave that kid alone, you piece of lowlife shit."
Suddenly, the blade the murder held impaled him right in the heart, causing him to drop dead in a matter of seconds. "Run, kid." the man muttered. "Just know that the League Of Heaven is going to be returning before sunrise tomorrow."
The kid looked at the man who had a scar below his eye, his pale eyes catching his attention almost immediately. However, all he could do is just emerge from the ground, start crying, and run for his life. "The shining light in a world of darkness… has come to the Land Of Trila!" he inferred.
Shortly after the events of Hamila had been released to the world, multiple reactions sparked an uproar of chaos and freedom. Now that the Romanti Clan had fully disbanded, Team ENTITY had succeeded in their fateful mission of getting their second-strongest soldier, Gerald Romanti, back from their clutches. Now, Team ENTITY was sailing back to the Land Of Trila - where their alternative mission that they had not yet completed. Would Team ENTITY be able to take down the Trilan government and the other forces trying to infiltrate it, or would they find themselves in a major problem? This is ENTITY Volume 11, Land Of Trila, Part 2.
Volume 11, Chapter 3 - Kidnapping!?
"The Land Of Trila - currently titled the Land Of Darkness." a man in a rocking chair read to Trilan headliner Cookie. "I don't think we'll be able to keep that title for Trila… It's probably just a phase." she inferred, drinking a bottle of tap water she had just poured into a cup. "I mean, pristine entities are at their peak, there are two other parties coming after us, and the Romanti Clan, the people we were planning to ally with, ditched us."
The man closed the book firmly, throwing it into the nearby fireplace. "I've been here for years, ever since Uma killed the rest of me and Dookie's family. I sold my soul to him, and now I have no choice but to stay here in Trila as his slave…"
"Answer me this, Cookie." the man said, laying his cold hands on Cookie's warm hands, merging to create a neutral temperature. Cookie's eyes widened, noticing the sight in an instant. "Your soul, along with everyone else's, will be freed during the festivities tonight. You'll be able to celebrate to such an extent that you'll lose your mind."
Cookie slouched deeper into the chair where she was sitting. "This is the biggest festival he's ever going to hold - I have an uneasy feeling I'll make it out of here alive, however. But if I am forced to throw my life away for that piece of shit, I'll do it with no remorse! I don't know what do do, he saved my life but he also abuses m-"
Suddenly, a dragon made of a mist-like substance emerged from the man's body, transmitting to Cookie's in an instant. "Calm." he muttered.
Her worried facial expression turned neutral, going unconscious shortly after. "Don't stress too much…" he muttered. "That Grace woman always looked on the bright side of situations, and I'm nothing like her. So, why the hell am I helping anyone…?" he asked himself specifically.