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The world [Y/N] knows is an unpleasant one. A world of war and strife and poverty and discord and hunger and hate and conflict. But aren't all worlds like that? Aren't all worlds filled with evils? The girl discovered that fact on her travels across this new land. This new land she came across. Much to unwilling chance. And now, she was on a boat headed to the kingdom of Sindria.
For no particular reason other than research. The fire ferret that rested around her shoulders scurried to the top of her head and perked up. The girl, the twenty year old [Y/N], looked up from the book she was reading (obviously nothing Harry Potter related wink wink wink) and saw the kingdom. We'll be there in a couple of hours. A couple of hours until she can be immersed into the culture of Sindria.
The girl had been to Reim, Magnostadt, Parthevia, Kou, Balbadd, etc etc but none of them were what she had heard about Sindria. The ship docked, and she was one of the first ones to come off the boat. The fire ferret, Nelu, scurried from his position on the girl's shoulder to the top of her [H/C] colored head. In order to get a better look at everything. The girl didn't seem to mind the weird looks the locals gave her.
That or she didn't even notice. I would shoot for the other option, really. But what she couldn't help but notice the weird birds associated with each individual person. A person selling goods. A person purchasing such goods. A person just passing on by.
"Two months and I don't understand how this world works. I wish I didn't fall off the dragon while carrying the stone which broke when I landed in here." the girl sighed.
The ferret made a chirping noise as it repositioned itself atop her head. The girl smiled at the ferret and continued on her day. She had no idea how to actually spend her first day in Sindria. So she did what any tourist would do: she bought as much merchandise as she could that made people believe she would only be there for a day. And while she found a place to eat her eleventh meal (thank the heavens for living with five boys for the entirety of her teenage years), she heard something she wished she didn't.
"Remember what we came here to do." A voice said. Hard, cold, and low. No doubt a male. Perhaps a scary man.
"We know our mission." Another voice said. Hard, cold, moderate pitch. Definitely a female. And a scary one at that.
"And we won't fail." This voice was different from the others. While the others were hard and cold which were evidence of emotion, his voice was stoic. Unfeeling. And yes he. A man.
"We kill King Sinbad at dusk. And anyone that tries to stop us." the female said.
[Y/N] stopped in her tracks. Kill? The king? Not again. She couldn't let something like that happen. Again. Not if she could stop it. Nelu licked her face in an affectionate manner as the girl walked off. She plopped herself down on a bench, placed her staff so it was leaning on her and the bench, and ate her food. Nelu laid down beside her and placed his head on her leg.
[Y/N] ate her food and thought about what she could do. Those people... they seemed like they could do it. The birds were plentiful within all three of them. Maybe they could take out the generals. The magician and the household vessels. They could. But the king would be difficult. A dungeon capturer with seven djinns. That would be hard. But those three were eerily confident. A little too confident. And a lot of confidence could hurt. But those three... they were oozing with confidence.
"How could you do this?! How could you let the assassin kill the Fire Lord?!"
Not again. Her mind was made up. The girl closed her [E/C] eyes. She couldn't sense those three with the vibrations of the earth. And then she noticed it. It was dusk. They were already within the palace. To kill the king. She was already late. But hopefully not too late. [Y/N] tossed her trash into a trash and ran off. The fire ferret running after her. With each step on the Earth, she knew where the assassins were.
And she barreled through a stone wall with a firm kick. As soon as she landed, she moved her arms to bend air into the assassin before giving him the debris she had kicked out of the wall towards him. The assassin oofed and stood up. Another assassin came running from behind her, and she whipped around and gave some fire jabs at her before the assassin dodged and whipped around her.
"Bararaq Sei!"
Rope darts came at her. Covered in lightning? Lightning magic? She brought the lightning to her fingers before doing a backbend and shooting the lightning at the female assassin who let out a scream before falling on the ground. Unconscious. Not dead. Thankfully. [Y/N] turned her attention to the boy who sent the lightning rope darts at her. He can't be that much older than me. And I'm twenty one. She thought to herself.
"Foraz Saiqa!"
[Y/N] stepped out of the way of the whip like sword at the exact moment. And at that exact moment, water magic was blasted at the avatar. And just like a practiced dance move from the Swan Lake, [Y/N] bended the water towards the assassin unknowingly getting the boy that did the Foraz Saiqa just a moment ago. And with that, she turned to the assassin still there.
One of the males. Bend the air and push off. She ran in a spiral on the floor, walls, and ceiling before punching the male in special spots making the male fall down. Limp. That was a way to use chi blocking. And she turned towards the water magician and the boy with the rope darts. And she raised her hand in the air. And the final assassin fell to the ground.
And the next thing she knows is that, she was being held up in a water prison and the boy was holding her collar in his hand and his rope dart in the other."Who are you? What do you want?" he spat at her.
"I'm just a simple traveler who overheard their plan to kill the king, so I came to help. That's it. That's all!" [Y/N] told him.
"A simple traveller that can use water, air, earth, fire, and lightning magic?" the water magician asked.
"Uh... that's where things get complicated. I can actually do a bit more than that. Just don't kill me. Any world isn't ready for me to die just yet!" She begged.
"Ja'Far, let the girl go." A new voice entered the fray.
[Y/N] didn't have to turn her head to know who it was. She could tell by the weird birds.
"But, Sin, she could be apart of the assassins!" The boy, Ja'Far, told the king, his attention mostly on King Sinbad.
"And why would I be?" The girl said, turning Ja'Far's attention back to her. "I just knocked out the three assassins! Why would I do that?"
"To get our trust by defeating your comrades." Ja'Far told her.
"You seem to have some common sense or at least a brain in there. It's nice to know at least one royal official I know has one. That is so refreshing! Unless you have experience to think that way." [Y/N] fired back at the boy.
His green eyes went into slits like a snake, and it only took Sinbad's hold on his hand to get him to calm down. "I have an idea."
The idea turned into [Y/N] coming up to an office door the following morning and knocking on the door. Ja'Far was at the door a second or two later and allowing her in. She found a comfy spot on the floor after being given a stack of papers.
"So what are you doing here?" Ja'Far asked her.
"Sinbad assigned me as your assistant so you won't be so stressed." replied [Y/N].
"No, i mean. what are you doing here?" he tried again.
"A truly philosophical question for a philosopher or which i am not." the girl replied.