Soaring through the night was a red-haired guy with a pair of blood red wings on his back. People would probably care about him more if they weren't busy with all the chaos happening around them. All because of this strange phenomenon which invaded them. At some point in the day, the blue sky turned pitch black and the moon glowed disturbingly black, not really casting any light. It was enough to send every city into a chaos and rune knights were sent to calm people down. However, the situation grew worse because of black, glowing dust. 'Moon Pollen', they called it. It apparently warped magical structure. One of the effects of Moon Pollen was right before the red-haired guy.
"So they weren't lying when they said that sea turned black... I wonder if this dust created some sea monsters..." Mage said to himself, stopping in the mid-air over the Hargeon Town. Once beautiful, crystal clear sea was now black like the rest of their world. With a sigh, Zesh brushed the dust off his hair and started descending towards the ground. Landing in one of the empty streets, mage dispersed his wings and started thinking what he had to do. His job here was quite simple in the description. He was supposed to fight off Terrors and investigate this stupid dust. He also heard that few others are supposed to come and help him with this, but the guy who told him this didn't look so sure. It wasn't surprising. With the amount of chaos all around the world, they probably didn't have any people to spare. He will probably have to do this job alone... somehow.
"Vern." He said aloud, though he didn't have to. A second later, a little crow flew out of the shadows around him and sat on his shoulder. 'You need something from me?' Zesh heard in his mind and nodded. "I need you to look around the city. If you find someone in trouble or something connected with this black dust thing, call me."
Now, normally the little crow would go about doing his job, but he just looked at his owner strangely. 'You feel a little different master. Are you sure you are okay?' It was actually a very good question because everyone who knew redhead would say that he is different. There was a serious expression on his face and he had a calculative look in his mind. Not at all like free-spirited, hot-headed Zeshin everyone knew. Receiving a sharp glare from the mage, the crow flew away to do his job. He knew when not to pry.
Shaking his head, Zeshin started walking down the empty street, heading closer to the water. He heard that part of the town had to be evacuated because of the growing number of monsters. He saw earlier that there were a few groups of monsters in one part of the town and they weren't wandering out of some kind of boundaries, but he wanted to wait for his possible teammates. Or just some random mages wanting to help him with monster killing. Honestly, he doubted that alone he will be able to deal with them. There were too many unknowns about these Terrors. Lightly stretching his arms, redhead leaned against the lantern - the only source of light these days - and looked at the black moon. Waiting and listening to potential footsteps of other people. Maybe he could ask some random mage for help? Now, it wasn't a bad idea at all...
