Orario.

The centre of the world.

Home to the most powerful individuals in the world, minus the Amazonian lands of Telskyura.

And also where a young high elf, one who would rewrite the whole of history and the future, was heading.

Let the comedy… begin.

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"Graa?" A goblin let out a death cry as it was chopped in half, cleanly down the waist.

"Take this!" The elf yelled as he spun around, killing more goblins as he went.

As the crowd of goblins advanced, he changed his stance and grabbed two short sword from behind his back, holding one in each hand.

The two blades were a blackish-purple, with curved blades and an eye like purple gems embedded in the crossguard.

There were jagged red lines running down the side, extending all the way to his hands.
"Bring it." He said, smiling.

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The goblins continued letting out death cries as the person ran through their ranks, hitting them perfectly in their magic stones.

"This certainly would be dangerous for a lot of others." He muttered, "I should get rid of them, then."

He smiled.

"Foresight."

Green light filled his eyes as he glared at the monsters.

As a goblin swung it's fist at him, but he ducked, stabbing the monster twice with his swords.

A kobold snuck up from behind him, and he instantly reacted, jumping over the club and stabbing the monster.

He let out a sigh of satisfaction as the rest of the monsters turned into ash.

"And… done!" The young elf smiled as he sheathed his swords, "That was fun."

There was a roaring sound from behind him, and his smile faded.

Stomp.

Stomp.

ROOOOAAAAARRRRRR.

"A DRAGON?!" He screamed as he turned around.

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It was actually a drake, but the difference wasn't that significant.

It let out a massive breath of fire, burning down several trees.

"The forest–" He muttered, glancing at the dragon before pulling his swords out, "I seek the comfort of the forest. Bloom, forest of life, home of the elves. Let your holy drop of life bless this unholy body. Oh sacred tree, I beseech thee. Yggdrasil, tree of the nine worlds, grant me the droplet of your power. I swear, upon my blood and bone, to forever use this power for what is right. For every life that is lost, every cry of pain, I shall pay the price, I will atone for my sins. For that is the path of a protector. So, I ask of thy. Give me your blessing, the wonders of your power. WIND FELICITAL!"

Green light washed over his body, and he dashed forward, speed vastly increased. He ran up the dragon's outstretched claws", leaving trails of blood wherever he ran.
His two purple blades left purple flames wherever he cut the dragon, and soon, the dragon was reminiscent of a purple bonfire.

He let out a breath as he watched the dragon burn.

ROOOOAAAAAARRRRRRR.

The dragon let out a breath of fire, nearly burning him as he narrowly managed to jump out of the way.

"Shit––"

"Wynn Fimbulvetr!" A shout came from the side.

A massive blast of ice hit the dragon, blasting it's head off.

As the dust cleared, he watched as his saviour walked out from it's hiding position.

Another elf?

"Riveria." The elf said to him, smiling as she picked him off the ground.

"I want credit for the kill, by the way." He replied jokingly, "Bell Cranell."

AN: Yes, another one of my fanfics, about my second favourite ship (Bell x Artemis comes first.) For this of you who play Danmachi Memoria Freese, kudos to you if you noticed the references I added to the Argonaut event. (The tidbit at the end of the starting paragraph, and the spell Wind Felicital. If you are curious about the last one, search up Ryuulu Danmachi, go to the wiki page and look at her abilities (go to the one for the anime/light novel/manga, not the game)). Bell is an elf in this fanfic, purely because I think it would go better. I may be adding some other characters for the time being, but for now, this is it.

This is just a short prologue for my story, but I hope you let me know about any comments, suggestions or things you liked!

See you next time!