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by Magic. The essence of extraordinary power in which this landscape was enveloped. Alito could remember being born almost prior to the time in which the One Magic had not even been discovered. The boy wondered how the world would operate if magic did not exist. Would life be fair? Would society be pleased? Would mankind be truly equal in strength, or were there additional powers beyond magic? This was how Alito's mind functioned; eternally curious. Slowly, the young adult wandered through the gardens, his aura unintentionally leading to a portion of surrounding forestry's death- all due to Ankhseram. This form of magic was sinful, no? Even if Alito asked it to stop, Ankhseram was clearly not the type to listen. Of course, this magic was only affecting plants unenhanced by magic; the actually town was completely unharmed due to its limitlessly magical atmosphere. In other words, even Ankhseram could not touch Rose Gardens.
During this period of time, Alito was only in this area to grasp upon a certain ticket. Usage of this ticket apparently led to a great land surpassing Fiore: Earthland. Initially, Alito was not invited, considering his magic often scared many off, though fortunately, it could not reveal itself here- that is, unless Alito used some spells. Spells were more concentrated, you see, which the Rose Gardens were sadly known for welcoming more than any other well-known places for Mages to visit. It was strange. It was almost as if the Rose Gardens had its own voice, which could permit and prohibit various moves humanity could pull from their sleeves.
Upon introduction to the interior of Rose Gardens, a remarkable line immediately blocked the entrance to the downtown area. The line was frozen, unable to move due to a superior force most likely at the end of this line. Judging by his endlessly questioning personality, Alito just had to meet this force, and initiate conversation with it. This next maneuver was commonly named "rude" in both the past and present, but in this case, Alito had to be careless, and proceed out of this line to approach the front. Many shouted at Alito as he fearlessly proceeded towards this superior cause responsible for the frozen line. Some even attempted to start a fight with him, though Alito had to something to say about that. "To trade your position in line for violence- is it worth it?" The boy asked this people in voice absent of enthusiasm. His dark eyes also struck these people as this question was asked, and left them hesitant. "Just what is your purpose, stranger?" The individuals responded in wonder. It was okay to think this way, of course. Butting people was mean to commit, wasn't it, yet Alito was doing these people a favour in the process. "You people have been here awhile, yes? Without a single inch of movement? Allow me, a stranger, to fix it." This last statement made Alito sound like a hero, though he surely did not hope to look like one at the end of the day. If anything, he just wanted a ticket, making the aftermath of this situation more selfish than heroic.
Once at the front of the line (noting that the entire line at this point was informed of the same few messages as the one Alito had given previously), Alito saw the cause of this predicament. Though they were countless people eager to get their tickets to Earthland, hardly any tickets were on the table, yet Alito could see a reason for this. Crooks on the sidelines held potentially thousands of tickets in briefcases, you see, currently assuring most of this lineup would not gain access to Earthland, should these criminals not be dealt with. Alito sighed. This sure was not a good example of how positively mankind could change. In fact, these actions only proved that life would continue to be unfair for civilization. It seemed Alito would have to use his spells after all, and award both the crowd and himself these tickets, as a result.
"Apologies..." Alito began, his words directed with misery towards these fellow humans, as if Alito held sympathy towards their current states. With immediate action, a dark force summoned itself, and displayed in Alito's right hand was Ankhseram's Sword. Upon notice, these criminals felt threatened, it seemed, and rushed in hopes of probably eliminating Alito for bringing a weapon to the scene. Of course, the power of a god definitely exceeded that of ordinary human beings. Not just that, but it seemed Alito's counter could already look favourable as lust for one's victory often led to defeat; the opposite aftermath. Alito, on the other hand, just wanted this mess cleaned. In his opinion, there was no victory in this ordeal; people were just going to get hurt. Multiple slashes of this highly visible sword cruised through the bodies of the opposition, leaving the tickets dropped. The defeated acted mortified, but with all due respect, they had a reason to: their bodies were currently non-functional. In other words, there was no longer anything these men could do to protect the tickets they tried to steal. Security was called just shortly after the same civilians became immobile by illusion of the sword, and arrested for their choices. What pitiful lives they lived. This aside, however, the vendors could return to their rightful positions, and distribute the tickets properly. Interestingly enough, it appeared Alito received his own ticket first for allowing this line to continue moving, and giving freedom to the vendors. Alito was still disappointed in humanity for their lack of respect, though otherwise...
Mission Accomplished.
During this period of time, Alito was only in this area to grasp upon a certain ticket. Usage of this ticket apparently led to a great land surpassing Fiore: Earthland. Initially, Alito was not invited, considering his magic often scared many off, though fortunately, it could not reveal itself here- that is, unless Alito used some spells. Spells were more concentrated, you see, which the Rose Gardens were sadly known for welcoming more than any other well-known places for Mages to visit. It was strange. It was almost as if the Rose Gardens had its own voice, which could permit and prohibit various moves humanity could pull from their sleeves.
Upon introduction to the interior of Rose Gardens, a remarkable line immediately blocked the entrance to the downtown area. The line was frozen, unable to move due to a superior force most likely at the end of this line. Judging by his endlessly questioning personality, Alito just had to meet this force, and initiate conversation with it. This next maneuver was commonly named "rude" in both the past and present, but in this case, Alito had to be careless, and proceed out of this line to approach the front. Many shouted at Alito as he fearlessly proceeded towards this superior cause responsible for the frozen line. Some even attempted to start a fight with him, though Alito had to something to say about that. "To trade your position in line for violence- is it worth it?" The boy asked this people in voice absent of enthusiasm. His dark eyes also struck these people as this question was asked, and left them hesitant. "Just what is your purpose, stranger?" The individuals responded in wonder. It was okay to think this way, of course. Butting people was mean to commit, wasn't it, yet Alito was doing these people a favour in the process. "You people have been here awhile, yes? Without a single inch of movement? Allow me, a stranger, to fix it." This last statement made Alito sound like a hero, though he surely did not hope to look like one at the end of the day. If anything, he just wanted a ticket, making the aftermath of this situation more selfish than heroic.
Once at the front of the line (noting that the entire line at this point was informed of the same few messages as the one Alito had given previously), Alito saw the cause of this predicament. Though they were countless people eager to get their tickets to Earthland, hardly any tickets were on the table, yet Alito could see a reason for this. Crooks on the sidelines held potentially thousands of tickets in briefcases, you see, currently assuring most of this lineup would not gain access to Earthland, should these criminals not be dealt with. Alito sighed. This sure was not a good example of how positively mankind could change. In fact, these actions only proved that life would continue to be unfair for civilization. It seemed Alito would have to use his spells after all, and award both the crowd and himself these tickets, as a result.
"Apologies..." Alito began, his words directed with misery towards these fellow humans, as if Alito held sympathy towards their current states. With immediate action, a dark force summoned itself, and displayed in Alito's right hand was Ankhseram's Sword. Upon notice, these criminals felt threatened, it seemed, and rushed in hopes of probably eliminating Alito for bringing a weapon to the scene. Of course, the power of a god definitely exceeded that of ordinary human beings. Not just that, but it seemed Alito's counter could already look favourable as lust for one's victory often led to defeat; the opposite aftermath. Alito, on the other hand, just wanted this mess cleaned. In his opinion, there was no victory in this ordeal; people were just going to get hurt. Multiple slashes of this highly visible sword cruised through the bodies of the opposition, leaving the tickets dropped. The defeated acted mortified, but with all due respect, they had a reason to: their bodies were currently non-functional. In other words, there was no longer anything these men could do to protect the tickets they tried to steal. Security was called just shortly after the same civilians became immobile by illusion of the sword, and arrested for their choices. What pitiful lives they lived. This aside, however, the vendors could return to their rightful positions, and distribute the tickets properly. Interestingly enough, it appeared Alito received his own ticket first for allowing this line to continue moving, and giving freedom to the vendors. Alito was still disappointed in humanity for their lack of respect, though otherwise...
Mission Accomplished.
