Chapter 747 - Side Story 8: The Legend of Fiore Group

(Special mention for web novel [without s.p.a.ce between the two words] reader aist.i.tch)

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"Let the group be a legend for most of the people. It"s a fantastic story if one should say."

"If you tweak the story a bit, it can become even grander~."

- from chapter 689

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*yawn*

"Angel, stop yawning already. You"re going to make us yawn too," a young boy rebuked from the side. His hand was holding onto a game console. He was fully focused on the game that he was currently playing.

The young girl frowned and turned her head. She had dark brown hair and a pair of clear red eyes. "Gremlin, you"re just playing. What"s the relation with you playing and me yawning?"

"I can"t concentrate."

Angel rolled her eyes and peered to the screen. She could see that it was a RPG game that was launched early this year. Her cla.s.smates had been talking about that game as if there was no tomorrow.

"What"s with the game?"

Gremlin sneered, yet his eyes didn"t leave his game console in the slightest. "Haven"t you heard about the new "Night"s Shadow"s game?" It has released a new patch that includes characters from Fiore Group."

Fiore group?

Upon hearing the phrase, Angel"s eyes lit up. She had heard a lot of stories about Fiore Group. For children who lived in poor areas, they were used to hearing stories about the Fiore Group, especially about how it could grow so much in just a short span of time.

"I want to see."

"No! I"m still playing!" Gremlin protested and moved his body to the side to block Angel from seeing the game.

Angel pursed her lips and turned to the side. Running out of the playground, she headed to the nearby park. It was filled with children. Some of them were sitting on the bench with their phone, busy playing.

"Hatchi!"

A young girl raised her head from her phone when she heard the call. She had blond hair and blue eyes. Upon seeing her friend, she smiled. "What is it, Angel?"

"Do you know about the new game patch that includes Fiore Group in Night"s Shadow?"

"Fiore Group? Of course I know," Hatchi replied with a laugh. She waved the phone in her hand. "I"m currently playing it."

"I want to see!"

"Come here. I"m re-watching the prologue now."

Angel quietly sat down beside Hatchi with her eyes peeled on the phone before her. She was very curious about the game.

The story about Fiore Group had been circulating in the street for years. No one knew whether it was a true story or not, but the name Rei from Fiore Group was known to almost everyone in this city. It was a name that was deeply etched in their mind because of the story that had been told for years.

On the screen, the image changed to that of the dark and murky street. Looking at the street, Angel recalled her parent"s story. They told her that in the past, there were a lot of areas that they shouldn"t pa.s.s because of the dangers. Now, she couldn"t find those areas anymore.

Children could run around the place happily. There were guards patrolling around, so they didn"t need to worry that there would be someone who would kidnap their children.

"A small and unknown group...

In the midst of the city filled with danger, a small and unknown group was formed due to several coincidental meetings.

When a sudden accident struck, they carved their name on the history. Distinguis.h.i.+ng themselves from the rest, they became the best group ever and dominated the street.

And that"s only the beginning of everything…"

Angel continued to read the prologue. In a game, a prologue usually was the one that told them the background of the story. Reading the text, Angel recalled the story that her parents shared to her. It was aligned perfectly.

The game must be following the story that the city had been telling.

The screen changed to the character. Looking at the character named Rei200, Angel could guess that there must be a lot of compet.i.tion to get that name. Unfortunately, the same username is not possible, so they had to use numbers at the back.

"Alright, I want to play, so don"t disturb me," Hatchi said with a grin.

"I can"t watch?"

"I will not be able to concentrate."

"Fine…"

Angel stood up. She noticed a group of children were playing together. Seeing a familiar figure, she waved her hand. "Matsu, let"s play!"

A young and pet.i.te girl smiled brightly, showing dimples on her cheek. "Okay! Guys, Angel will play too, so let"s divide the group again."

"Yesss~!"

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"Mom, Dad, I"m home!"

"Welcome back. Is there anything special today, Angel?" A woman in her early thirties asked.

Angel nodded. "I wanna hear the story about Fiore Group again, Mom."

"Again?" The woman was amused.

"Isn"t it fine, Nica?" her husband walked out from the other room. He had a tall build. Even though he was already in his thirties, he was still very handsome. "If our daughter wants to know more of the story, you can share it with her."

The woman named Nica shook her head lightly. If only things were that simple. She had already told the story over and over again for a long time since it was one of the children"s favorite bedtime stories.

"Alright, which one do you want to hear again?"

"I want to hear the one when Rei defeated the large man along with leaders of the other groups!"

"Fine, fine."

The man smiled as he watched his wife begin to tell the story to Angel again. He walked to the living room and sat on the small couch there before taking a cigarette and lit it up.

There were some parts of the story that seemed to be exaggerating. How could a 15 years old girl possibly have that much fighting skill?

However, he looked at the book in his hand and sighed. Thanks to this history book, the story about Fiore Group had been spreading widely in the city. There was almost no one who didn"t know about them.

"Well, it"s not that bad. If the history was truly as written, it just meant that there"s truly a remarkable young lady who helped to shape the city as it is now."

The man yawned and turned the television. He could recite the story even with his eyes closed because it was a very common story in his childhood days. It was to the point that he felt his parents didn"t have creativity in making stories.

Oh well, it was also the best story that he had ever heard.

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(End of side story 8)