Deep inside the castle, something obscure occurred. Something terrifying, amidst all the darkness. Preparations for Lyririe's attack and Exodus were being made and this was Luitol's biggest chance at fighting against Lyririe. The project named Advent is a form beyond humans, a form feared by even those working toward making it a reality. 

Several years back, documentation was discovered. The project had been attempted in the past by ancestors, and they handed it down hoping to someday make it a reality. "With this baby. The world has no chance against us," a man spoke as he held a syringe. The man was a doctor and the section inside the castle they were in was the asylum, the only light came from the room the doctor was in. 

The asylum of the castle was killed off. Criminals from the imperial sector and random people from the outlier sector were constantly experimented on to understand illnesses and viruses. People who were considered crazy would be sent there and experimented on as well. 

The doctor set the syringe in the room where he had been working, then left toward another room to grab a container for later use. Little did he know what would happen in that short amount of time. 

A voice appeared in the distance.

"Wake up. Oh, great lady, I lend you my grace. Wake up, to the house which none have left, but many have entered." 

"A melody played in the background. The ensemble cried out to them." 

The place looked like a dark prison, there was only a small light attached to the wall. As they walked toward it, they saw what they needed to see. There were many corpses, one of which, looked like Eve. The wall had a count for the corpses in the room which counted exactly one hundred.

Suddenly, the doctor heard a blood-curdling scream from the room where he had left the syringe. He rushed toward the room immediately, knowing something bad must've happened, and there was only one thing. 

***

Several years ago, the town of Luitol started recruiting for their committee. It wasn't an easy task to be elected; they had to sacrifice, they had to betray, and much more. Edmund had met Iria in an abandoned area on the outskirts of Luitol, he had taken her to his home after seeing her in such bad condition.

"Ma'am, would you like some of my extremely well-handcrafted food?" Edmund asked the wounded Iria while she lay on a bed in a separate room. Iria wouldn't speak, but Edmund brought her a plate of food anyway. 

Shortly after, Edmund had gotten doctors to take a look at Iria. About a week later, Iria was told she had a tumor that could end her life. While Edmund had a nice place to stay and many people to rely on, he didn't have the money to afford such treatment. 

Edmund resorted to one option that could get him her treatment for free. Despite his sometimes silly manners, he was smart, he could find a solution to any problem. The solution to the problem he faced now, was to join the Luitol committee. 

Of course, he wasn't joining by himself. "Miss, I'm joining the committee. And you will be saved, you will talk to me, and we will be committee allies," he laughed while staring at her, she continued to lay on her bed. Shortly after, he would start the training necessary to become part of the committee. Every night after he arrived from the training, he would tell Iria all of what he had done throughout the day.

He would have to fight beasts, learn to use weaponry, and learn how to manage parts of the committee throughout his training process. Finally, after months of intense training, even several days of him nearly dying. He had finished his training, he was excited to tell Iria, but something he couldn't believe happened.

"We're not sure if she's going to make it," a doctor spoke while several were trying to tend to her.  The doctors were attempting to complete a procedure to rid her of the tumor, but it could result in her death. The chances for her to make it were low, he felt horrible throughout the days she had to lay in a different bed, connected to a machine for her to even live.

Edmund still went to his committee duties, and he couldn't even tell Iria anything he did. She was always asleep, and her condition had become worse, but the doctors kept an eye on her. "Lady Shamhat, I recommend Iria for the Luitol committee, once she betters herself. I promise with my life, that she will be a great asset for Luitol," he begged while on his knees. 

Lady Shamhat surprisingly agreed. 

One day, Edmund had gone to his house and smelled food from outside. He was confused about who else could be cooking from inside his house, he had no one residing at his home. As he opened the door, he saw a healthy Iria cooking a meal for herself and Edmund. It was like a dream had become true for Edmund, it was as if a god had rewarded him for the several months of his dedication. "What are you looking at? Food's about to be ready!" Iria exclaimed with a grin across her face.