The Empire of Reimia (3) Auto-translated

It would have been so great... not only did the expedition members force him to give up his life, but they also struck through the decades and destroyed the work of his life...

We don’t have some grimdark here, but rather a kind fairy tale.

a kind fairy tale

the Enclessian church caught fire and burned to the ground. Only two students from the military academy, Reima, and his sister, Iris, were lucky enough to survive this incident.

/ Heh /

But they did survive, and without any burns that would decrease their attractiveness, which would turn the scholarship into penalties and the learning speed into the speed of forgetting old skills.

- Galmey says it will be easier this way, and everything will become clear at once.

- Everything at once? Doubtful, besides, there are other ways. And easier doesn't necessarily mean better, so you shouldn't rush. I also heard that they have some limitations. Didn't he tell you? - Bert looked at Galmey, then at his friend.

This afternoon, for unknown reasons, an Enclavian church on Verilian Street caught fire and burned to the ground.

a typical Heroes player. lives a quiet life, keeps a low profile, but leaves behind death and destruction, and a mark in history.

Indeed, what kind of expansion would it be if a Heroes player couldn't cause death and destruction with their random actions?

"Ugh, phew..." Moriner struggled to open his eyes and sat up. "And how many times have I ended up here during my training..." he thought, looking at the familiar hospital room. Then, the student's gaze fell on the ill-fated statuette, and the realization of what had happened slowly began to dawn on him. "What have I done..." He clutched his head and stared at the floor of the hospital room. "And most importantly, why didn't this thing finish me off? Or at least maim me? Is it afraid of being left without an owner? Is it too early to finish what it started? Maybe it really is alive." This thought twisted his face into a painful smile. Reaching for the statuette, he thoughtfully turned it over in his hands. "Well, I'm sorry," he mumbled. "You're my burden, and I alone should bear responsibility for my actions. Although, come to think of it, so far, I've only gotten away with a mild concussion, while others have been much less fortunate." Then, Moriner suddenly realized that he had started an imaginary dialogue with an inanimate object and quickly brought his mind and thoughts back in order. "Hey, how are you? Are you okay?" Noticing Xenomia, he asked worriedly. "I'm sorry, you could have died because of me. Thank you for your help, but I think I can handle it from here."

- Everything at once? Doubtful, besides, there are other ways. And easier doesn't necessarily mean better, so don't rush. I also heard that they have some limitations there. Didn't he tell you? - Bert looked at Galmey, then at his friend.

— Wouldn't it be better to see everything with your own eyes rather than hear it from someone else? — Galmey asked.
— Yeah, especially since we're already here. So, shall we go?

I'm sorry, you could have died because of me. Thank you for your help, but I think I can handle things from here on out.

-- Huh? -- By that time, Miya had returned to her bed and was rolling up the unwound bandages. -- Are you kidding? Not that I doubted you, of course, but... What kind of warrior am I if I can't protect my friends? I'll figure something out. I definitely will, -- Miya clenched her fists.
-- And don't think you're to blame for what happened; the idea was mine. Besides... You shouldn't take responsibility for what that idol did against our will...
"Although, of course... How did it happen that I ended up in this situation, helpless, and only afterward found out that people who were right next to me died for absolutely no reason?!"

There’s no need for that here; it’s not an idol.

I'm following them under the "darkness".

Are you a Stalker or something?

They went in different directions.

Do they spread out before shooting?