In the dim glow of candlelight, four figures sat around a circular stone table.


    Each wearing animal heads depicting different animals to conceal their identity.


    A bulky muscular figure wearing a simple red robes wear a dear head.


    A slim feminine figure wearing nothing but a thin loin cloth and fox head.


    A lean muscular figure wearing a knight armour while wearing a wolf head.


    And finally, a fat feminine figure wearing simple simply overall and wore a hippocampus elephant head.


    The chamber was deep underground, beneath the grand halls of the Veilguard Church, where no prying eyes could reach them.


    Four golden idol statue stood around them. Representing the four guardian of the veil.


    The three serpent headed veil hound - E.N.D


    A grotesque flesh veil giant - Father


    A long tentacle monster - Mother


    A humanoid hybrid of mother and father - Dante


    At the center of the table, a massive iron plate lay embedded in the stone engraved with ancient symbols that pulsed faintly, reacting to the presence of those gathered.


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    The deer lifted his hands and said, "The time is nearly upon us. The festival of happiness. A celebration that was told from our ancestors but was foiled by the dominating one."


    The three other bowed their heads in unison. Each of them bore a necklace with a dark, twisted emblem: The Idol of Sacrifice. A symbol of their sacred duty.


    "The seal weakens beneath tonight eclipse. The bindings placed upon it by the ancients will reach their most fragile state. A moment we have awaited for generations. The veils shall be free." Said the elephant.


    The fox tapped her fingers against the table, "Then we need only ensure that our preparations are complete. The sacrifice must be made without failure."


    The wolf nodded, "We have already chosen the offerings. Their souls will shatter the final remnants of the seal. But they still need more."


    The deer raised his cup of red wine, "The Veils stir, whispering from beyond. They sense it too. They hunger for the heads of the strongest. Henry Rosewick and Ethan Star."


    The fox jumped up from her sit, "Then there is only one task left: We must make our way to the Floating Islands of Veyra. It is there that the seal was forged, and it is there that it shall be undone. Once those two come and stop our cause, we attack with the blessings bestowed upon us."


    The group begun clapping and cheering for the idea.


    The Floating Islands were ancient and unreachable to most were said to be the last barrier between this world and the veil. No ordinary men could step foot there. But they were not ordinary people.


    The wolf stands unsheathed his greatsword from his back, "Then let us make haste. When the eclipse arrives… the Veils shall walk among us once more. Then we all shall celebrate the festival of happiness."


    One by one, they pressed their hands against the iron plate at the center of the table. The engraved symbols flared brightly, and the air around them trembled.


    Now an unanswered question arose in my mind, how are you going to deny your fate Nero? I hope to see how your develop.