(R) Legendary Summoner
Prologues

"Ka ... "

"Relse ... "

The voice continued to echo in the darkness where he was at the moment. A speck of light that was getting bigger, like his eye valve that was about to open displayed a faint figure of the girl he knew. He was asking her for help.

It's just, somehow he can't do anything. From head to toe, he felt he didn't have any of that. Even to sound his subtle hoarse voice he could not at all. Only limited to watching faintly the wave of the hand of the girl who continued to scream.

The girl kept calling out to him, the longer it got further, further, further away, until finally it all disappeared and returned leaving only an endless void.

Pplok ...

Along with the fall of the water droplets inside a passageway that was only illuminated by the torch light stuck on its wall, the two male eyes with black mane slowly opened, opening up, and instantly let out a smooth hoarse voice that had long since turned heavier.

"G ... It was just a dream."

A little thought of the dark times she experienced a few dozen years ago, also about the girl who slowly began to erode from her memory. Moreover, as the tiny voice called out his name, "Ryuha."

The man got out of his sleep, revealing his clothes made of knitted old sacks filled with fillings of holes. He then left after carrying a basket containing stones that he got from this cave which turned out to be a coal mine. Of course, he did not forget the pickaxe lying near his basket.

Because of that dream, every step of his foot seemed to cut back the heart that had once been heavily injured. Because in his mind right now there are only those nightmare footage that automatically plays and does not want to stop. The memory continued until in his seconds before closing his eyes a few minutes ago. As the memory of him flashed in his head, a heavy sigh was carried through his mouth.

"I don't think it's been fifteen years that I've served the temples as slaves."

Without stopping his steps, he continued to walk to a depth that no longer received the torchlight. The man then lit a torch and set it on the wall of the hallway, so that the light immediately showed clear coal ready for the mine. Of course, he put the light in a completely safe place. Because in this place, no matter how small a fire that burns can take thousands of lives.

"Well! Since I don't want to die in a place like this, I'd better not think too much."

The two hands immediately swung their tightly clasped pickaxes, until a loud voice echoed within.

HEIGHT ....

Such a sound continued to echo, to no where had the sound disappeared.

"Want to live .... You kidding?"

HEIGHT ....

"Slave like me, what kind of life can I feel other than mining coal?!"

SHANGG ....

When the tip of the pickaxe touched the rough surface, I don't know if there was anything that he immediately bounced to hit the wall. The coal in the basket next to him was scattered. His back was numb, for a moment he could not breathe until after he coughed several times.

"What the hell was that, did I hit the Gunpowder?" His eyes opened wide in curiosity. He then stood back up to satisfy his curiosity.

How surprised he was when he saw the small blazes coming out of the ground. He fell back when he thought this mine was going to burn. He wanted to run, but the ground around the blaze collapsed to bury him alive. He reflexively jumped to the side, dodging from the gathering of land.

It was not hit by a landslide, but the look of his face still looks anxious and his view is not diverted from the collection of land.

"Navig .... How do I get out of here?"

All his thoughts now only refer to the phrase, "How to get out." He forgot what caused the landslide. Until the moment the heat and sparkling little flames illuminated the place, Ryuha immediately panicked about to flee. However, he realized something that felt a bit awkward. This place is a coal mine. Even if only a small fire was ignited it would have easily burned coal when it touched it. But what he saw, the fire did not burn coal consumed by the blaze. It made him even more certain that he did not detonate the gunpowder.

The strong curiosity made his mind a little chaotic as it was out of sync with his fearful heart. Finally after one gulp of spit, he ventured to see the strange fire even though his entire body did not stop trembling.

A small flame that spread like a wormhole, seemed to be locking onto a worn-out roll of paper that seemed to have been buried for tens or perhaps millions of years.

The man's eyes and mouth opened wide enough to see an object that could only be owned by those in the upper circles. He even rubbed his eyes a few times to make sure that he was not dreaming.

"S, Scroll? Bag, you're kidding me, right?!"

Ryuha sat down weakly not believing what was in front of him. He then chuckled as his left hand held a forehead facing the ceiling of the hall.

"It seems like the gods are tired of making me their spectacle?! But since I've been given something like this, how could I possibly refuse it?"

He stood up with his eyes closed. His memory recalled about the dark times he had just wanted to forget. From the moment he played with the little girl, the war between nobles that led to the destruction of the city, to the time when he was brought as a slave in this temple. This feeling, it was only the first time he felt it. The aligned heart and mind, as well as the spirit of survival and vengeance, he felt right now were all sorts of emotions mixed together that ignited the flames in his heart.

along with the two corners of his lips raised, the man took the scroll. His hands did not stop shaking. The fire that seemed to seal him instantly disappeared as his hand grasped the scroll. He laughed and said like a chief criminal. "Finally after a long time. Those badjing*n, soon I will make them suffer a thousand times worse than I experienced, bhwahahahaha .... "

Lightning flashes, gusts of strong wind, even the rumbling of the waves in the ocean went smoldering as if nature was blessing what he would do in the future.

On the other hand, a great psychic who lived somewhere far away, who had been waiting for this day to arrive, chuckled before letting out his loud voice. "Finally after a long time, cries of blood, chaos, and darkness will envelop this world again. Khe, khe, khe .... "