My World Traveling System: The Harbinger of Death

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The second fight was about to begin, and it was between Gwendolyn and Axitl against a pair of Vampires who had remained mostly silent in the meeting.

One was a young-looking Vampire boy. He had short blue hair, glowing red eyes, pale-white skin, and looked like around his 9 or 10… he wore black royal clothes with shorts, resembling a young gothic prince. He was quite cute, and the glasses he wore made him look even cuter alongside that big hat atop his head. The boy held a whole coffin with him and stood there calmly. His name was Kuro.

Meanwhile, at the side of Kuro was his loyal servant, a beautiful woman wearing maid clothes combined with knight armor. Her long and blonde hair reached up to her waist, and she had her eyes closed. Her hands were tightly closed too, and she seemed completely serene, even against two powerful enemies such as Gwendolyn and Axitl. She looked to be around her early 20's in appearance, and her only weapon was a large claymore stuck in the ground at her side. She was named Julia.

Both looked rather mysterious… and unknown.

Gwendolyn and Axitl got into their battle positions.

Gwendolyn wore her classic beautiful knightess clothes, of white, red, and golden colors, her blazing orange-red hair was brighter than ever before, and her blade was shining with powerful fire attribute aura from within.

Despite being a mature woman, she blazed with a supreme youthfulness granted by her divinity.

And at her side, the Goddess of her world was present as her companion, Axitl, the Goddess of Chaos stood calmly at her side, she wore a short black dress with enough space to let her maneuver as she liked. She held no weapons as she found them annoying and possessed unconventional ways of fighting. Her presence was utterly abyssal…

But despite this, Kuro and Julia seemed calm and silent, staring back at them.

Gwendolyn squinted her eyes as she tried to look through them.

Kuro looked at her back, as his crimson-red eyes suddenly shone with an eerie purple light, the mark of an actogram emerged from within them.

"Is that… an evil eye?" she wondered.

As many could had imagined Kuro and Julia were related. Although they were so silent, it felt rather "obvious" to see Kuro as a young master and as Julia as his servant.

Their history together goes back to even before Mochi and Kokoro, Kuro was the son of an aristocrat of ancient Japan, 300 years ago. His past was quite tragic. He had a servant that was brought from overseas as an exotic product of sorts, she was eventually going to turn into something of a concubine for him, although he never developed such interests on her due to his young age in that time.

Due to his family's structure, his mother barely met him, and his father was always busy with work. The young master grew while being raised only by servants, and Julia came to his life to replace the maternal figure he lacked.

Her amicable nature and openness made her different than the other servants. They were too afraid of him and his father who held such a big authority in the city. Offending the boy in any way could be an offense to their master, due to this, they barely interacted with him in fear of risking committing an offense, which ended making the boy grow detached of parental love.

But Julia was different, as she came from a poor family of Europe where everyone took care of one another to survive, she grew in a loving yet very poor family, and had no idea of most Japanese customs. Due to this, she was always too open, too amicable, and too lovely.

Most of the servants began to hate her due to this, they hated her personality, and it didn't helped that Japanese at that time were quite racist. Seeing a foreigner being so friendly with their young master triggered their hate, and also disliked her even more because she always committed dumb mistakes that could always provoke some reaction in the young master.

Many times they thought she would end up getting her head sliced off or something… but the young master always forgave her mistakes.

They were little to be honest, breaking a jar, or something like tripping over and throwing the sushi she was going to serve to him were nothing much to a rich family that could easily get everything back if they wanted.

He began to slowly feel more and more attached to the only person that showed him affection and honest love. Julia saw him as her little brother, which she missed a lot.

Within the sorrowful and expressionless eyes of the boy, she saw someone that needed a lot of love and care. And despite her mistakes, she was usually praised by the master of the house due to bringing her son a lot of happiness.

Things were going fine; the young lord was soon to reach 10 years of age…

But things went astray.

Suddenly, Kuro's father was betrayed by western colonialists, and he and his entire family was settled up in an intricate scheme. His family was going to be publicly executed for being called "capitalist pigs who took everything from the humble farmers" despite Kuro knowing how much his father worked to bring happiness to the people of his city…

He was given a last gift in that incident from his father, a black medallion, and a sack of money, and told Julia to run away as fast as possible and as far as she could.

Julia nodded between tears, bringing the boy with her, and running away in a horse through the vast farmlands of the city, her figure slowly fading away into the forests, as Kuro saw his father being taken away between tears, his peaceful and quiet life as a young master was fragmented into pieces by the malicious intricacies of fate.

And only a destiny far worse awaited him…

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