Master Of None

The magical contract once signed resonated with the mana of each of the signers. Walker came forward from his seat and took it. Each of his party had already signed it and he was the last. The recognition of the heroes was the greatest backing such an undertaking could have. Not only for the fruitful future but also for the acceptance of the peoples. 

As Walker signed the magical contract himself he felt that some of his mana was being absorbed in to it. This was something he had never come in to contact with and learned about here in the elf kingdom. Many races would use these contracts as a way to hold each other accountable but they were mainly used by rulers and nobles. 

When the magical contract is broken then those involved would be notified by the systems and penalties would be doled out. Not only the kingdoms or races affected would be punished by each other but also by the world. 

The last pen stroke Walker made caused the contract to become enveloped within blue flames. This wasn't fire in the traditional sense because the natural mana did not reflect this. Instead, it was the world claiming the contract and pushing it in to the systems. 

'The contract of three kingdoms; Forest elf, Human, Demi-human. Has been signed in to law. The races shall be united in the creation of a grand city; Genesis. The three rulers shall unite their people and foster growth. War is not permitted. Territorial disputes are not permitted. Laws will be adjusted. 

The world recognizes the support of those who hold the title of hero. 

The world recognizes the True hero title holder. 

With the will of the races and the will of the world, the bond has been made. If the contract is broken then the world shall lay down its greatest punishment to those that have failed to uphold such contracts.'

These punishments were outlined but as soon as the world took a hold of the magical contract written by the arcane scribe, it changed the punishments to those put down by the world itself. This made them all realize that they were much more bonded to this future than expected. If they so much as strayed from the path they had chosen then they would be looking at the world and not any other enforcing its' punishment. This was terrifying but also invigorating. 

"The world has acknowledged our bond and we will celebrate this." The queen stood up and called for her people to celebrate this day. "Today is to be our first multi-kingdom holiday. The day of Genesis!" With the queens' ruling the others in the room gave a shout. The elders quickly sent work out of the hall to the people. 

There were many in the respective kingdoms that were receiving the kingdom notifications of what had been declared and what was in motion. The amount of quests sent out at once to begin preparing materials, training, traveling, and many other things was almost an uncountable number. This was the single largest movement for any that had lived in this age. 

There were also many quests and notifications sent to the other kingdoms about this. Deep underground the three dwarven kings had their monthly meeting and were receiving their own notifications. 

"What is this! City of Genesis?" One gruff voice shouted in seeming anger. 

"Why were we not included within this? Actually wait, we have a quest to receive the heroes? When are they coming? I need to return to the surface to prepare." The second gruff voice was full of stress and excitement. 

"Who cares about their little tea party up there. I still have things to talk about. Get your fat self back in your chair and read through the materials we are sending up! The numbers are too low and we need to deal with those yellow pests." The third voice could care less for what was happening and only wanted to focus on the task at hand. 

Deep within the waters of an ocean in turmoil, the silence of the water was broken but a melodic voice that was not disturbed by the water at all. "Do we dare set foot on the land to deal with such small matters? We are busy with the demon spawns of the water and nothing else. If they can not come to help us, why would we go to greet them?" 

"Father, please allow me. I have not ventured on land in my life and need to partake in the trial to earn my rite of succession. I will carry your word of greeting and establish relations yet again." The melodic voices of other males and females voiced their agreement. 

"Then gather your siblings and go. I need not the assistance of those without their rite completed. When you return you will be allowed to swim through the battle field against the demonic Kraken and their spawn." 

In the demon lands, the earth rumbled as a fist smashed the ground. Demons felt this anger and annoyance and cowered. The only ones to stand up and begin to accept orders were seven title holders of sin. These demons began to bolster their own armies. 

In the highest mountains, the small villages were full of peaceful events and calm demeanor. There was not a worry within their little world of mountains and sky, but as the world turned these actions that came with it caused the end of slumber for a great many of the royal dragon kind. Sleeping giants had begun to awaken. 

The light of the sky grew brighter. If any of the world were to look up they would swear they saw through the clouds and in to yet another city. However, this was cast off as the imaginations of children and drunk ramblings of fools. The height of the sky may have trembled slightly but the flutter of wings was enough to cause some of the most sensitive to look up in curiosity as well. 

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