"Push through, gentlemen!" Rolant reflected on these words while on his way to the castle.

He had been dying to know what happened to the castle, it had been a couple of weeks since he left for his suicide mission.

A couple of weeks was a long time, though, although most of that time was spent unconscious.

"What are these things? Call the Elites now!" He reflected again, his friends long dead in the dark.

There were exactly 42 knights assigned on this mission, The King wanted a... Apostle. Not exactly theirs, but The Moon's missionary, he wanted to capture them and execute them to prevent The Daughter from rising again.

Rolant threw away these thoughts, his armor tarnished considerably, the gold plating on his shoulders gone, not to mention his wounds.

He unsheathed his sword, studying if it had any durability left, it seemed it could break any second, but it could hold on for a while.

He started to sprint the moment he spotted the walls, there were cracks and holes all over it, the shapes of the holes matched the monsters he fought back at the sky island.

"No!" He broke down the damaged gate with sheer force, tears were ready to drop down from his eyes at any second, he turned to the Main Center...

It was all gone... The shops, the people. The sacks were empty, it looked like they were that way for a while.

"What happened here?" He glanced around, looking for his father, he wanted to mutter a curse under his breath, but the oath he made stopped him from doing so.

An old man was lying lifeless near the fish shop, he immediately recognized the clothes.

"Go son, I do not have much life left in me, the riches you can get from this mission are limitless, just think of -Cough- Just think about the future you'll set up for your future family, I already sent your sister with a trusty man, he's gonna take good care of her... Go."

The tears in his eyes finally gave up as he reflected on his father's words.

The old guy had claw marks on his face and clothes, blood dripping from his elbows...

"Do not worry father... I will find whoever is pulling all the strings, and make sure they don't step onto these lands ever again... YOU MONSTER!" He smashed the ground, suddenly remembering the castle must be taken over by creatures.

"I know you will son..." A voice that he felt from his brain suddenly shocked him.

"Do not be alarmed, there is a logical explanation."

"W-What?" The skillful Knight was confused, wondering why he would hear the voices of his father.

"You must be wondering how I am talking to you- How my consciousness is talking to you... Oh well, I guess it's time you heard it."

"I-I had the suspicions that the moon god would strike again long before you were born, a few days ago before you were born, I asked the magicians and engineers to make a voice-implanted microchip to... guide you when you had the knowledge that I was dead.

"They worked day and night, doing whatever they can to equal their hard work to the money I gave them... It happened, the microchip was done and put into your brain 1 day later you were born, now the time has come..."

The voice was no more, and Rolant quietly stood up, feeling numb and emotionless.

So there was a microchip in his head all these years? He should have been able to sense there was something in his brain...

A distant sound snapped the Knight out of his thought train, he quickly took cover behind a table searched for the source of the sound.

It was a natural mushroom man. Rolant's Knight mindset came online, he stood up, drawing his sword... Only to fall over due to his injured leg.

The landing was quite noisy, loud enough to draw the creature's attention. It slowly walked over to his comfort zone.

"You..." Rolant stopped himself from swearing, the knight's oath must not be broken for life.

He checked his leg to see if there was any bleeding... It was not.

The creature was hesitating to move on, maybe there was no one there after all, right?

The knight's helmet made a sound, as it was about to collapse onto the ground, and make lots of noise.

"No, no, no no no no..." He raised his head, hoping it could somehow prevent the helmet from breaking.

CLACK... crk crk crk crk crk

The helmet gave its last sliver of life and gave up.

The creature turned around toward his spot again, Rolant could not believe the bad luck he had been getting until this point... Could one of the creatures have affected his luck? No, that can't be a reality presence.

With his helmet gone, his blue face attributes were shown to the world. He had to think of a plan to defeat it, his armor was basically gone, his sword was not that durable right now, his muscles were-

SMACK

The Knight took a huge blow to the face, sending him flying to the next shop counter, once he snapped out of his stun, he gazed upwards to the giant mushroom, it was slowly walking to him, swinging his fist... It was delivering a death punch.

He tried to stand up, but his wounded legs had gotten too unstable with that punch. Instead, he grabbed his sword and stabbed it in the mushroom's stomach.

It shrieked, pulling itself back. Rolant was dragged along with it, the creature noticed this and launched Rolant against a wooden pole, thus the sword coming out of its stomach.

The sword landed beside him, cut in 2 pieces, whatever that creature had in its stomach was nasty.

Rolant tried to launch himself up, bur failed again.

SMASH

The creature smashed the ground with all it's strength, sending the Knight flying against the Wall.

He was close to passing out, it felt like he was fading instead of the world, the last thing he could see was a flower being planted, and the mushroom dying with its attack.

"You are just starting, son... See you when you are conscious..."