"I think the s.h.i.+p is telling you to watch from a distance and not be so threatening, what's your beef anyway?" I asked her, my hands slowly inching towards my katana. And then she started crying.

"I'm sorry, it's just been so long since I've seen that egg seed, I was amongst the thousands of mother's who had to give their eggs up during the fall. I've been captivity since then, shuffle from one master to another in over four thousand years, I can feel them, my children, they're in there."

This super hot chick was a mom! Curious and even more curious! She's a milf raised to the power of 4 thousand! She extricated herself from my hands and moved towards the egg seed again, I leaned back against the wall of the engine room, watching, just to see what would happen. However much to my disappointment, the Black Pearl didn't throw her backwards into my arms again. It let her get close to the eggs, and I like to say we both watched as she cried her eyes out, I guess you could say I understood what she was feeling, I'm a father after all. I turned and left, giving her the privacy she needed.

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{Acheron Trick Quiver/Grade: Earth/ Hidden Grade: N/A}

{Explosive fire arrows: 200/ Slowing Water Arrows: 200/ Petrifying Earth Arrows: 200/ Piercing Wind Arrows: 200/ Blinding Light Arrows: 50/ Decaying Dark Arrows: 100/ Shocking Lightning Arrows: 200/ Poison Arrows: 50/ Tracking Arrows: 50/ Binding Thorn Arrows: 100}

{Acheron Twin Waves/Grade: Earth/ Hidden Grade: Heaven/ Damage: 60~100/ Rate Of Fire: 5 per second}

{Skill: Ion Pulse Blast: Release a blast of Ion Pulse after a 3 second charge for 100% of your total dexterity stat x2/ cost: 400 MP/range 200 meters/ cool down: 3 minutes}

{Skill 2: Combine: combine both handguns into a one handed semi-automatic Uzi. Damage: 30~70/ Rate Of Fire: 25 per second}

{These hand guns were made from the same technology as the Ion Pulse cannon. It's practically a miniaturized version of it, capable of delivering the same matter dissolving blast and reaching a range that most sniper rifles would struggle to reach with startling accuracy.}

I'm guessing I also got an upgrade, I just wasn't here to receive it. With this I guess we can cut Dinah's punishment short, I was really giddy with excitement to try this out. She and Houki also st.i.tched me a hood that was made from some chameleon like monster they hundred during the time I was offline. Safe to say it was awesome, especially with what it could do.

{Hood Of Many Colors/ Grade: Heaven/ Hidden Grade: N/A}

{Skill: New Look: Change the color scheme and design of whatever armor or clothes s person is wearing for a small cost of 10MP for a day. Also capable of hiding a player's Information and can also be used as a Camouflage during battle.}

Guess I was ready to go turn Patmos upside down again, the only downside was the fact that I would be having an unwanted a.s.sistant. Dragon lady, now known to everyone here as Tiamat( is that some sort of foreshadowing, I'm not really sure) had made some sort of fancy oath, and now I have a Dragon Guard. A dragon guard that's actually a dragon, how weird is that.

None the less we'll both be making the flight to Patmos together in an old and very rickety airs.h.i.+p that was nicely hidden in one corner of the holding area of the cargo s.h.i.+p. It was just fast enough to get us there in two days, or maybe three, but just in time to hopefully meet the deadline of the compet.i.tion and cause a s.h.i.+t ton of problems for Patmosian royalty., And thinking about it, leaves me giddy with excitement, I really don't like those guys, except maybe the princess.

Well it seems it was time for captain Seven to take a break and someone new to take the h.e.l.l and go cause havoc, the possibilities of who I could be, and how much trouble I would cause. Time to go do what I do best, be me.

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The Ritual dome was a special place in Patmos, it was right on top of the crown of the tree of revelations, and had a dome made of thin leaf like membranes that sparkles whenever the days of the sun s.h.i.+ne on top of it. But apart from that it was also an Arena, however not like the kind where the preliminary compet.i.tion was carried out, in here there were only three people.

One was Martha, the young princess of Patmos, thing for a chance to be the first real king or queen of Patmos. This was the first time in thousands of years that anyone was able to get to the seventh ring trials, which meant that without a doubt a true monarch for the patmosian would come, and the city resting on the crown of the tree of revelations would finally be open.

So far they have been living within the trunk and on the branches of the tree of Revelations, the true city on it's crown was locked tightly until a true ruler had appeared. The dome they were in now, was a part of the city, and this was the first time the ritual dome was open for any sort of activity, and the whole world watched with hated breaths.

Martha was going against her brother Morgan and his champion Locke; a dark haired green skinned elfin off with wings, and elf like ears. He wasn't as lithe as elves, being both orc and part dragon means his body would be on the bulky side, however he wasn't a hulking brute, but had the kind of body a woman would get lost in. This was her compet.i.tion, and Martha was obviously very alone in this fight.

She was waiting for him, after he had left the compet.i.tion she had kept a close watch on him In whatever way she could. She followed his exploits and Adventures, and knew without a doubt that she was right, he was a very remarkable person, completely unlike anything she's ever seen. She had faith that he would be here with her, right besides her for this fight, but that faith was gradually turning to despair and the noon day sun slowly reached it's peak.

The final trial would be between her champion and her brother's, it was a test of leaders.h.i.+p, to show how far their followers would go for their leader, how perceptive and eye they had for talent and if they could I slide true strength from the people who would follow them. But it looks like she would be failing this trial before she even got to start it.

"Well? Where the trash I'm supposed to murder, I have better things to do Morgan and your f.u.c.king sister is wasting my time!" Locke spoke out loud, not all caring that this was an event that was being televised across the entire world.

"My apologies esteemed master Locke, I have no idea what did of game my sister is playing. This is just ridiculous! Listen little sister if you don't have a champion, if the one you chose was too much of a chicken to come fight his better, then just forfeit and save everyone the unnecessary stress.

You're not fit for a throne little sister, you're too soft and too d.a.m.n weak! Glory and power of any sort is not something you deserve. After all, didn't you kill our mother with your birth, there's just too many bad omen and I'll attuned to your very existence. And it would be better for everyone, most especially father and me if you just died and be Forgotten, like you never existed....."

*Craaaa.s.shhhhhhhhh!*

The dome broke apart like gla.s.s as two winged figures fell to the ground. The first landed in front of the princess crouched on the ground, the other, which was obviously a woman with a draconic mask, wearing a hood which was quite similar to the one her comrade crouched on the ground was wearing.

They had on armored clothes with a color scheme of red and silver, even their wings were armored. Even with the hood covering their faces, it could be seen that they fully covered their faces, the woman had on a dragon like face mask that covered her lower face, leaving on her blazing greenish blue eyes exposed. As for the man, he had on a full helmet so even his eye could not be seen.

There was quiver and Katana on his back, but there was a bow nowhere in sight. He slowly rose up to his feet as he turned to the princess and said to her in a deep and disjointed voice that left chills in the heart of everyone who was watching.

"I'm here!"

"Who the f.u.c.k are you! How dare you interrupt this sacred event! Your ruining my Ascension! You f.u.c.king peasant!" Morgan screamed in anger, victory was almost within his grasp and then this guy just pops in from no where stealing all of the attention and ruining all his plans.

"I'm the chosen champion of princess Martha for this trial, I'm sorry I was late, but we had a little problem with a giant snake." The same disjointed voice answered, and there was such a chill within it that Morgan shut his mouth almost immediately and took more than three steps backwards.

"Identify yourself player, you're standing in front of Locke of the dragon G.o.d guild! State your name and guild?!" Locke was certainly arrogant, but the new arrival didn't seem all to shaken by it, he just relaxed his posture as he answered.

"Guild master of The Acheron's Imperium Lords, Lord commander to the wanted vessel the Acheron's glory, and also Captain Seven's big boss...….. however you and every other unworthy of soon to be dead piece of trash can call me...…Aaron Wade!"