3 The passing party

The sound of horses caught Ebijac's attention. He had settled himself under a tree near the ruined village's edge.

Ebijac turned his head to face the road.

A party of men dressed in regal armour on great steeds approached.

Ebijac ignored them. He settled himself against the tree looking up at the clouds. He has no care in the world. However it seems the knight do care.

As they rode by one of them spots the village, and another Ebijac. They came to a halt.

"My boy, what tragedy has cometh here?" Said the party leader.

Ebijac looked at the party. He shrugged.

"I have no clue."

The party members each raised an eyebrow.

"Is this not your village?"

Ebijac closed his eyes carelessly.

"Not sure."

"What do you mean you are not sure? Is it or is it not you village?"

Ebijac sighed. He rose to his feet and went up to the party's leader. He arch his neck to look at up at the man.

"I don't know." is all Ebijac said.

The party's leader shook his head in disbelief.

"Then at least tell me your sponsor."

Ebijac frowned. His siblings are the last thing he wants to pay notice too.

"I am not sponsored. I worship the Titans."

This caused the party members to be filled with a mixture of anger and disgust.

"My boy, that will not do. Come with us to Pitalcian. It is the heart of Ceslestial Point System. There you may earn a sponsor."

Anger swelled in Ebijac.

Pitalcian. The first grand city, a city originally made in the name of the Titans which housed their many temples. But it was the first city to fall ill with the CPS. At that point the temples were destroyed and all the citizens had sponsors. Turning it corrupt.

"I'm fine here."

The party looked around at the surroundings briefly, then fixed their gazes on Ebijac. They are dumbfounded.

The party's leader shook his head.

"It will not do. Come with us boy. You have nothing to fear. We are all sponsored by Iranik."

Ebijac took a step back.

"No, I will stay here."

The party's leader sighed. He still wore an agitated look, but reluctantly said: "If he will not come, we cannot force it upon him. Come men."

The party began to ride away towards the south.

One of the party member, however, had stayed behind. He is younger than the others, but still a man and by far the most charming.

He dismounted his horse and drew his sword.

"Listen here boy. Unlike my comrades I am sponsored by Amaglo, Titan of Games. You will come to Pitalcian and you shall partake in the Celestial Point System. If not willingly than by force."

Ebijac laughed which caught the man off guard.

"I am Ebijac the forsaken God. Opposer of the Celestial Point System. You think you can defeat me with a mere blade."

The man clenched his jaw in annoyance.

"Not just a blade. A physical stat of 1031 to back it up. You are a child, to have a higher stat than I is impossible!"

Dread filled Ebijac. His physical stat of 275 would be out matched and without a sponsor he could not conjure spells with his spirit stat.

Despite that Ebijac held a calm expression. His only option is to bluff.

"Did you not hear me? I am Ebijac, the forsaken GOD. Your power is minimal in comparison to my own."

"Nice try." A slim smile grew on the man's lips. "Using Amalgo's foresight I am able to read my opponents stats. You have 275 under each stat. Your victory is impossible. Now I am giving you the choice. Either you come with me peacefully or I make you come with me."

Ebijac felt the sweat begin to drench him as the man brought his sword close to Ebijac's neck. Both his jaw and fist became clenched. This fear is different than before. This one filled with anger and greater stakes. Than again if Ebijac died he would be reincarnated. Hopefully. You can never trust his siblings.

Regardless the man had no intent on killing, Ebijac saw it in his crazed eyes. This man's intends were to harm Ebijac as much as possible.

"Fine I will come with you. On one condition."

"What condition?"

"I get complete freedom once we arrive."

The man sheathed his sword. A twisted grin growing on his face.

"I accept."

The man forced Ebijac onto the man's horse and rode off to catch up with the rest of the party.