Ingregation: First Few Ones

Radial Arc - Radium - Chapter I: Gifted
What's the one thing people always do? They try. Try and try, their ego just has tons of limitless tries. That's what makes them special. Why would I care for them? They try to take care of me, try to give some fair share, try to be nice with each other. I could be special to them, in what way, however? I could serve them money for a good price and a nice condition, but that's not the case.

They said they found me in a forest, under a heavy rainstorm as Thor unleashes his furious anger at our existence. The children feared what they have found: could it be a threat? Could it be His hammer? What if he will try to destruct our existence? I would never, and never will and never have, but I can. I have a special place in these citizen's hearts. I led them to what they believed to be more relevant: the moon and its celestial connections to us.

Yes, we believe in spiritual things, and I always have ever since I have heard of the thunderstorm and witnessed it myself. Perhaps I was gifted to lead the occult? No, that would be entirely untrue, considering my hardships in my past, I would be the final one to ever live out the whole town. They believed in me, they held me down when they wanted to know what to do. They became far too dependent to me.

I am Radium; the adopted and the lead cultist of the Lunar Cult and the disciple of the Man of the Moon.

"You know, it won't be good if you're the next offer of the moon, right Radium?", Beryl asked. "Well, considering I am conversing with an Offer, I suppose it is.", I replied. "Haha, c'mon! Don't be too formal around me! Especially when we're just hanging out...", she smirked as she pinches my cheek. "That clearly hurt, Beryl.", I said. "Maaan, you're so sensitive, hehe!", she looked at me with a smile.

"When is the next Intertrade going to start anyway, leader?", Beryl chuckled. "According to the reports I recieved from other towns and nearby cities, the Intertrade will start sooner than what we expect. I suppose it is because of the amassing supply of gold and gems that have risen since the Linear Twelve has started.", I replied whilst reading the reports. "Haha! You're such a nerd, dude!", she shows a thumbs-up. "That was fairly insulting, but I appreciate the honesty, girl.", I chuckled as she looks outside.

"You seem disappointed. Have I said something wrong?", curiously waiting for a response, she looks at me with a grumpy face. I quickly realized that she is an offer; an offer is supposed to be taken care of by the cult leader, especially if they don't belong in the cult. "You're truly having too much of an advantage, Beryl, so why not play some of the games I already offered?", I said as I handed out some books for her. "Maaaan, this is so boring. Being an offer and all."

"Are you sure about that?", we looked at the door as we someone kicking the doors to the inside. "Hey!", Ionite said. "That's way too reckless of you, Ion, yet you're still the role-model of the town. The town admires you for your strength and skill, so why not use it for some fair use?", I replied. He started picking his nose and walked towards Beryl to take a seat. "That's disgusting of you, brother.", I mumbled as I poured some tea at his cup. "Not in the mood for coffee, yet.", he slaps the kettle away. "M-My tea!"

"Ion, that's not really nice. Leaving your brother do all the work and all...", Beryl replied. "Nah, I help him all the time! From opening the gates to disabling the Linear Thirteen!". "I really don't get why we should terminate the Linears, though...", I tried to barge into the conversation. "Same. I thought they helped us take down Loki's Citrions during the fifth war? What happened to them?", Beryl asked as she sips her tea. "The Linears have gone mad at each other for doing that, making Linear Ten and Linear Seven enforce barriers from across the world to divide their power on each divided side.", Ionite explained as he starts to rock his chair. "D-Don't do that!", I plead.

"Ah, so they only took down the Citrions for greed.", Beryl said as she empties her teacup and raises her teacup, probably implying that she wants another cup of tea. "C-C-Can't you see that Ion here slapped the kettle away from a while ago?! Ugh, I have to make another one. You two settle there while I will make a new tea. Enjoy your stay. And please, no more recklessness... please."

Being the cult leader and a brother to a reckless soldier is such an ordeal. I just can't believe that he, Ionite, managed to stop the rumors of us summoning the Man of the Moon. That rumor was just absurd. The only thing I did during that time was to compell with the other leaders, discussing our plans with taking down Linear Four. The time also getting late, I should go with the leaders now.

"Okay, guys, so I'll leave it to you two here. My orders are: don't do hand, mouth, or any of those stuff, do not attempt to use the Scythes, and--.", I prepared my luggage as they interrupted, "Don't follow or contact me during the meeting.", the two of them said as they sat on some of the pentagons I drawn so they won't be able to leave. "Ah, good. Well, I should get going. The leaders would be mad if I plan to stay any longer. I'll leave you guys here and hope you never mess up."

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