500 years after the defeat of Exdeath, the Merged World was at peace and the four who helped to defeat him faded away into legend after their passing. On the day that they passed, they left behind a legacy that gave way to new generations of heroes. Everything was at peace with these heroes having taken up the mantle of those who came before them and this continued for centuries.
However, something else was happening behind the scenes. A necromancer with the ambition to conquer the world soon found an ancient tome that had a spell to resurrect the dead as they had been in life in the library of the old castle they had been living in. Smiling evilly, they took the book and then went into a room that had been prepared for the purpose of resurrecting the dead. They then began to recite the spell that was in the book and watched as someone appeared in the middle of the room after several minutes had passed. “It worked…” They said as they approached the person in the middle of the room who turned out to be none other than Bartz who seemed to be rather confused about where he ended up. When he was asked by the necromancer who brought him back to assist them with conquering the world, he refused and by doing so, was brought up to a tower and locked away in there.
After a while of being locked up, Bartz attempted to escape on his own. He snuck out of the tower at night when nobody was looking and then wandered around for a bit. Eventually, he was recaptured and then brought back to the tower.
Bartz looked out of the large window of the tower he had been brought back to. He hated this place and only wanted to explore the world that he knew 500 years ago again. During his brief moment of freedom, he noticed that many things had changed and he wanted to know all about those changes. He was sitting on the bed that was in one of the rooms of the tower and was humming softly to curb the loneliness that he felt.
Raiki lowered his sword, giving a low pant as he caught his breath. He holstered the sword on his back, it wasn't small enough to go on his side as he was rather short. (Though i don't think its as big as clouds buster sword XD)
“I wonder if there’s anyone out there…” Bartz said softly. He walked back up to the uppermost floor of the tower and then approached the window before he placed his hand against it. “It’s like I can see the whole world from here…” He said softly before something caught his eye. He had spotted Raiki although he didn’t say anything about this.
Raiki gave a yawn, turning to head back. He resided in an older looking building, long abandoned. Once there he leaned the sword against the wall, flopping back on the makeshift bed with a sigh. "Home sweet home." he murmured. (This good? Or did you want him somewhere else? ^^))
Raiki grumbled sleepily, sitting up. "Ehh?" He exclaimed, furrowing his brow. He got up, grabbing his sword as he made his way to the door. He swung it open, pointing the sword at the person standing there, he was surprised to see Bartz, though of course he didn't recognize this person. "Who are you?" He asked, his voice low.
“I’m Bartz. I’ve been living up in that tower ever since they brought me back… I was curious about this place so I came here…” Bartz said softly. He didn’t seem to be scared at having a sword pointed at him.
“A job that specializes in bringing back the dead… They don’t use magic but rather, they use dark arts. One… brought me back from the dead…” Bartz said softly. He averted his gaze to the ground as he spoke.
“Yes, I was dead for 500 years…” Bartz said softly. He was still looking at the ground when a slight blush could be seen on his face. He seemed to be somewhat embarrassed about mentioning the fact that he had been dead prior to resurrection.
“I’m both confused and curious. I’ve also heard about a legend on the way here although I’m not so sure what that’s about…” Bartz said softly. He ended up tilting his head to the side in confusion after he spoke.
"What legend?" he asked, tilting his head. He shivered slightly at the air as it was getting late and Raiki didn't like any cold, even slightly cold night air. He moved to the side, Allowing the other male to enter his living space.
“Well, A legend about how four heroes saved the world from a great evil 500 years ago. Something exactly like that was what me and my friends did before we parted ways. Even to this day, I don’t know where they are…” Bartz said softly.
"What's your name?" He asked, narrowing his yellow eyes. He still hadn't aught the name of the taller male. (Should Raiki know Bartz is part of the legend r no? I left the reply vague so is up to you :3)
Raiki's gaze widened slightly though he crossed his arms.. "Like.. THE Bartz? Are you sure someone didnt just name you after their favorite hero of legend and your not just pulling my leg?" He asked, tilting his head slightly.
“Well, I’m not just pulling your leg… I-I wouldn’t do something like that… And yes, I am one of the four who helped to defeat Exdeath.” Bartz muttered softly before he ended up blushing however, instead of a light red appearing, a light purple coloration appeared on his face instead.
He was going to say something, as the male looked like he was telling the truth. That is until he noticed the coloration in Bartz's face. "Your.. face is...Purple." He said, tilting his head a little more in confusion.
“So… Is this your first time around this area? I-I wanted to know if you actually… you know… Like being around this area… I-I could also show you around the tower but that necromancer might drag me back there at any moment…” Bartz said softly.
“T-then… Would you like to explore the area with me? It’s been a while since I met another person who didn’t try to use me in their conquest for world domination…” Bartz said softly. Another light streak of purple became visible on his face.
"Sure." He said with a shrug. "Let me get my jacket first." He said, turning to grab a cloth jacket with fur-like material on the inside. He put it on as he walked back to the door, his sword now holstered on his back.