Chapter 1: Epilogue
A man could be seen walking casually while humming on a tune under his breath until he suddenly stopped as his feet come to a halt. He slowly raised his arm and whisper, "Control Weather" and then, rain began pouring.
The man smile under the rain before saying as a matter of fact, "Come out!"
A figure slowly appeared from the dark alleyways.
"Who are you?"
From his overall built and his facial structure, the figure appears to be in his late 20s.
"Guess"
The mysterious figure replied with a smirk as if he knows that the latter already knew of his identity.
All of sudden, the mysterious figure then charged toward the man. He then shouts "You know very well who I am, Merlin!"
"Oho?" The man called Merlin seemed amused by the current situation. He then mumbles something only he could hear, "Thunder Strike"
A fearsome lighting suddenly descend towards the spot where the mysterious figure is heading toward—which is his current position. Before the lightning hits, he had already leaped backward.
Once the lightning dispersed, he waved his hand and the smoke immediately cleared up. Yet there was nothing aside from the ground turning dark.
"I heard your name before, what was it again?.. Oh yeah! you're poet."
The mysterious figure, Poet, then silently sneaked out from behind him and said in a calming manner, "Indeed, it's been a long time, Criminal."
He then take out something from his pocket before throwing it to the ground which dispersed something like a smoke upon contact.
"And I'll see you later, Criminal."
Merlin didn't stop nor chase after him. He watched silently as the smoke slowly dispersed with time. With another incantation, he stopped the rain.
'Poet. The pursuer, Interesting,' he thought as he walked away.