Fate Of The Twelve (Completed)

Chapter 53: Three pairs

Mikael

We were gathered inside a room and we all sat cross legged, forming a wide circle. Shingu had summoned all of us for a meeting about the prophecy since he said it was time to finally get over with it. Muriel and Leirum were still pissed with each other for they spoke no words but they had no other choice.

The boat rocked us every now and then due to the waves but it's pretty comfortable in here. However, we only had lamps as a source of light and it was a little bit itsy cold out here, I'm pretty sure it would be more colder in Fantasia though.

"Since you hadn't read the whole of the prophecy due to everything that had happened the past days then I deem that you need to hear it out already." Shingu stated and he eyed all of us one by one, most of us grimacing.

Well, I'm kind of glad that I ain't the only one who's nervous in here though. Most of my companions had uneasy expressions on their faces. Leirum, Raziel, Rex and Cyan wearing their poker faces but even glaring at the parchment as if they wanted to tear it to shreds, which kinda figures.

None of us wanted to even have something to do with it in the first place. Just because of this damned prophecy, we carry such burdens that we have never asked for nor even wanted.

Sure it was a privilege since we are deemed as hero's in this world. However, we bear too much strain and along with such title is responsibility that we could barely take at all.

We are carrying lives upon lives on our shoulders, the prophecy was either die or survive. I'd rather be a commoner than one of the chosen thank you. I never knew that entering the circle of twelve would bring me to something such as this.

"Actually, I want to burn that sh*t." Muriel bluntly stated with a hiss, making the imperial prince shake his head while I winced at the fourth ranker's swear word. It practically hurt my ear to be honest though I couldn't blame her for doing so. It's just...unlady-like and so not her.

"Burn something that I worked for for three years and you'll be punished severely. Other than that, it's not like we have any other choice." Shingu answered back with a cut off threat before rolling his own eyes and seeming just as frustrated as we all were.

"What did we ever do wrong to deserve such thing like this?" Alfreed both whined and groaned, lying back down on the floor and giving the poor ceiling who didn't do any wrong, a hard glare. The others nodding in agreement at her statement.

Soon enough and most were protesting and grunting about the damned prophecy. Well, that was until Raziel spoke out.

It's weird calling him by that name but I've got no say in it. He's not Kevin but Raziel. Believing that he was an archangel even proved to be more harder than that though. If it was true...he's immortal? Wow,what a freaking bummer.

Well, I and Ryouta's case is not that much different from his unbelievable truth though.

C'mon. Who would believe that we were Azerothians who died from the past and was called back to life due to a mad scientist's demented intent of ruling Earth?

None in Azeroth would believe us if they were told of our story but our friends of course undoubtedly believed. It is unheard off and it was impossible to bring someone to life from the past life until the very thing happened to Ryouta and I.

Speaking of that guy, I scanned my eyes and saw him munching away on some food he got from somewhere yet again. It was like he had an endless supply of them. Geeez. I buried my face in my hands and sighed. Well whatever with him, he's a glutton so I shouldn't always be surprised about it anymore.