Requiem Of A Failed Hero



It has been fifteen days since Raith, Kaiser, Ryou, and Absalom have been missing all the countries involved were trying their best to do something about it.

Since the gate that they all went through had closed there was nothing they all could do except wait–fifteen days of waiting had been tiring and Mok Jae-Hwa had been pressuring his father with pleas to do something about this situation or they might lose their only catastrophe rank hunter.

This led the chairman of the South Korean Hunter Association to take this big step.

He was standing in front of a pavilion. It was the dwelling place of the great master, one of the very few hunters in this world that were not able to get their power ranked. And the strongest hunter in China, and although he is retired his strength is still not to be underestimated.

"You can enter, the master is ready to receive you." The Chinese man that came out of the entrance said to Chairman Mok Jun-Seo who had been waiting outside for approval to go inside.

He sighed and nodded, then entered. Once he entered, space seemed to transverse and the next place he found himself was the first floor of the pagoda where the master was.

The man was sitting behind a translucent curtain with his legs crossed and sipping a hot Longjing green tea. He sighed after finishing another sip.

"You are here Jun-Seo, again..."

"I apologize master. I know you have probably heard about the disappearance of a few hunters in—

"Isn't this about that same guy you asked me to save from Turner?" The man cut him before he finished talking.

"Yes sir." He responded humbly.

"Then stop making it sound as if this is for the good of everyone. Hmm, you do know you can't keep babysitting him forever even if he is one with potential."

"Yes, master. This will be the last time." Chairman Mok Jun-Seo said, bowing his head. "Please help us again."

"How can my humble student ask me a favor and I not help? I will help."

"Except that he is not your only student..."

Mok Jun-Seo frowned as he heard the voice, he didn't need to turn his head to know who had just entered the room. He is after all his long-time rival whom they trained under the same master together.

"Why are you here Alec? I let you in because I thought it wouldn't be a bad idea for a reunion for you both. But now, you are coming in with all that hostility. Did you forget your place?"

The big physique man with a blond beard and wavy hair went on his knee just like Chairman Mok Jun-Seo and bowed his head.

"I apologize master"

"Hmm, well. It pains me to see you both drift apart so widely, you were always so close to one another, watching each other's back and you both were my joy. But you both formed and founded an association of hunters each for your country. Has service to your country drifted you apart?"

"You can say that to him since he is the one who keeps getting greedy and enticing all Korean hunters with wealth and women."

"Is it my fault you all can't keep what is yours? It is also not my fault all your hunters love money and women with big ass which is quite rare in your country." Chairman Alec Whitman responded with a nasty grin.

Mok Jun-Seo frowned and was almost about to release his aura but thought twice about it and kowtowed back to the man sitting in front of the two of them.

"I apologize for my rash attitude great master"

The man sighed and looked over to Alec Whitman.

"What?" He shrugged, "I didn't do anything,"

The man shook his head, "You both are over fifty with children and still behave like kids. Why are you here Alexander"

"Master, you have been rendering too much help to Jun-Seo, this is becoming unfair."

"Unfair? How? Did you come to ask for a favor and I didn't help?"

"No, not that but I have only come to ask once. But he keeps running to you like a baby every single time he is facing a little crisis,"

"At least he knows his way home even if it is when he needs me. I can't remember the last time you came here. What is the point you are trying to make Alexander? Is this about that hunter? What is his name again... Turner?"

"Not particularly."

"Or you plan to stop me from helping me because you think this is a perfect opportunity to rid him of his catastrophe-ranked hunter."

Alec Whitman clenched his fist and bowed his head, '...shit, I forgot this old man can see through almost everything.'

"Really? That is what you wanted to do?!!" Mok Jun-Seo yelled out of anger but quickly calmed himself.

"I am sorry master." He apologized.

"If that is what you want to do, then tell me how you plan to do it. You must have a plan to entice me with something that will be irresistible to me. So, speak." The old man said.

"Thank you so much, master. There is something that should keep you busy rather than helping Jun-Seo." Alec Whitman said.

"And what will that be?" The old man slowly inquired.

"Master, we know you have searched far and wide for the cure to the only one thing that you have never been able to defeat."

Chairman Mok Jun-Seo squinted his eyes in confusion.

"And what might that be?"

"The cure to mortality."

Simultaneously, Chairman Mok Jun-Seo and the old man's eyes widened. But in the next second, Mok Jun-Seo was the only one in the room—both the old man and Alec Whitman were gone.

"What are you saying?"

Alec smirked as he saw that the room they were in had changed, 'he transferred me to another space.'

"The Phoenix feather that can grant immortality...I knew you were desperately searching for material like that."

The man narrowed his eyes, "I don't know how you found out but that was only a myth and I had long given up on finding it." He responded, putting his hands behind his back and looking away.

"Really? I guess I don't need to give it after its gate is cleared then." Chairman Alec Whitman said pouting his mouth to the side, stealing a glance at the old man with one eye.

"It's gate? What gate?!!"