Chapter 2: Chapter 1 - Prologue

Minty Town, 12 November 2422:

Olha Mine is unusually busy today. The sound of clanking and shouts can be heard from all over the mine. Dozens of miners work here through days and nights, in hope of finding some quality minerals to sell for profits.

Somewhere far in a deep corner inside this cave-like mine, there is a frail-looking boy, laying on a thin piece of cloth. He wear a grey shirt that almost look like a rag and a black jeans. A blue mining helmet covering his face, with a rusty pick axe by his side. The loud sound of clanks or shouts inside the mine doesn't bother him, as he fast asleep. Any normal people would not be able to sleep in such environment.

"Heyy, wake up you lazy brat!"

A big bulky man, wearing a white and blue coverall with a yellow mining helmet, shout to the sleeping boy as he approaches. On his shoulder is a shining, pristine looking and larger than normal pick axe, which he slam on the ground right beside the sleeping boy. The sleeping boy startled and quickly get up to a sloppy mining stance. He slowly chip the cave wall with his rusty pickaxe, and yawn.

"Wuargh~! Oh, hey Boss. How long have you been here? I was just resting a little bit after I got all this minerals right here," said the boy while pointing on a pile of rocks on the ground.

The big man swipe the pile of rock only to find nothing in it. "Ryland, you are kidding me right? There's nothing here. These are just pebbles and dusts. How stupid do you think I am? You were sleeping just now right?"

"Huh? What..? N..No way! I was busy mining over here Boss. See this? I'm gonna get the biggest chunk of Mercurial soon. I can feel it. I just need to stay and keep mining on this area.. Spesifically this wall over here." said Ryland.

"Oh, kid. Enough with your nonsense. You have been staying on this spot since the first day we were tasked to this place. And i know why. It's because this area is secluded and you can just sleep off when there's no one around. Man, your laziness is unthinkable. I don't know how i can put up with this lazy attitude of yours." The big man pull the dirty cloth on the floor and lay it on a spot.

"Argh, damn! He's sitting down. This nagging and lectures will be going on for hours. Need to do something" thought Ryland.

The big man continue his nagging after he got a good spot on the ground, "If it wasn't because of your grandfather, I will never take you as my staff. You know that right? Your grandfather was a great benefactor to me. I still remember the day when he brought you to me and said, "Mr. Micheal Lambda, take my grandchild as your staff. Let him do all the work you deem appropriate for his age and ability. Take good care of him, please". How can i resist that? But if i know that this grandchild of his is such a lazy ass dickhead, i would gladly reject with whatever reason i could find. Huhh! But you know what... "

" Hey Boss!" suddenly Ryland shout.

"..... Huh? What? I'm not finish yet.. " respond Lambda.

" Ah shut it with your nags Boss. Here, I can feel something over here. On this spot. " said Ryland while pointing at a spot on the wall. "Then? Go dig! Why would you tell me that?" reapond Lambda.

"Gimme your pickaxe, Boss." said Ryland with his sight still on the wall. He waves his hand to Lambda requesting that humongous pickaxe. "Oh no no no. You are thousand years too early kid. No one else can wield this precious. Especially you. You can't even lift it with that weak body of yours." respond Lambda while hugging his pickaxe like a baby.

"Hrmmm.. What is the name you gave to it? That pickaxe of yours. It's Butterfinger.. No.. Butt-Finger, right?" Ryland asked without giving a look at Lambda at all.

"It's Battlemonger!! BATTLE--MONGER!!" scream Lambda as he slam his precious pick axe on Ryland. The ground smashed and dusts fill the air. A slight tremor can be felt by other miners inside the cave, but they just ignore it. As if it's a usual things to happen inside the cave. Lambda was furious. He pick up his pick axe and put it back on his shoulder. As the dusts in the air clear out, Lambda can see the ground smashed by his pick axe but no Ryland. "Oh my God! Did i killed him flat?? Oh shit! How am i gonna tell his old man..!" Lambda start to panic.

Suddenly he hear a voice from his back, "Nahhh.. You didn't kill me Boss." It's Ryland, hanging on the pickaxe on Lambda's shoulder. Lambda was shocked and almost show his ugliest face ever when he heard Ryland. "You stupid asshole! When did you get there?"

"Oh c'mon Boss... I sure ain't ever gonna get to swing your pick axe, but I also sure that your pick axe ain't ever gonna get me, you slowpoke." Ryland laugh as he let go of the pick axe and slowly get back to his spot. "Damn, i really couldn't understand you. How come you look weak as shit, and lazy as fuck, but still can be so agile and fast like this. You always did this. That's why you got so much attitude you know. Because you never taste a beating. Next time i'm gonna get you, Kid." Lambda nags again while wiping his pick axe with a piece of handkerchief he took out from his pocket.

Ryland stop and think for a second. That question have been playing inside his head for a little while also. He has always been so agile and fast. Ever since he was a little kid. His old memories quickly flashed inside his head.

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