Sol Vestitor: New Age of God

Sol Vestitor comes out from Mars campsite, he looks to the city. "what am I going to do now? I have been trying not to think about this all this time" Son says to himself.

"did anything happened to Miya? Is she ok? It seems that I need to get home to find out"

Sol slings his rifle on his shoulder and tightens his belt around his knife sheath. The cops have returned his belonging before his departure.

"Hey, where are you going? There are still some creatures in the city, if you want to get in the city you need to wait until tomorrow evening at least" a man in a leather jacket stops him from going to the city.

"I have permission from the police to go home" Sol reply without stopping.

"Stop! The police don't have any right to gives you that permission" he shouted at him.

"huh?? What do you mean?" Sol stops and looks at him.

"Are you new here?" he looks at Sol closely. "a tall man with hunting rifle and knife? Seems familiar" he mutter.

"Are You The Mountain Ghost?!" he moves back a few steps while his hand reaches for his gun.

"Woa!? Easy there, I don't mean any harm" Sol raises both arms in the air.

It took a second before the man calm down, even though he never let go of his gun, at least he doesn't point it to sol's head.

"now can you tell me why I can't get into the city with the police's permission?"

" The government is obsolete, this city is currently ruled by a joint collaboration between temples of God with their Heirs as representative. The police and military are part of Ares's Temple, they don't have the right to regulate everyone." He explains

"So where can I get permission to go home?" Sol still trying to get into the city.

"you need permission from at least an Heir or other representative of the temple" he replied without a hitch.

"am I that scary?" Sol lament to himself. "Ms. Hilda said that I can get into the city just alright"

"ugh... I will need to check with my superior" he pulls out a portable radio and starts talking.

"it seems that woman has a quite big influence in this city" sol muse.

After a few minutes the man finishes his call and looks at Sol, " Mr. Vestitor you may enter the City, I'm so sorry for the inconvenience"

"It's alright, I will be going then" Sol continue toward the city. "Too much have change in just a few days" he laments to himself.

Sol moves slowly in the city. With his current speed, he will need to walk another 3 hours before he reaches his house.

The city is in a mess, cars are left on the road by their owner, windows and doors are broken, and there is a lot of blood patch on the snow.

Sol can hear the sound of gunshots and fights from time to time. Look like that people are still trying to clear all creature in the city.

" I need to be ready to fight if any creature suddenly pops up." Sol pulls his knife out of its sheath.

He can feel some heat coming from it, "when will my knife get a special ability?" he wonders.

He turns left at the intersection to be greeted with a group of five soldiers fighting against a dozen ratman.

The ratman stands around one point two-meter tall, with their humpback. They have dirty grey furs, red eyes, and sharp claws on both hands.

Ratman's group has their back on him while the human's group is on the other side, shooting at them.

Sol gets back to the way he comes from so he won't be hit by a stray bullet.

"Keep firing!! Don't let'em run again!!" Shouting voices can be heard from the human side.

Sol turns back and he sees two ratman running his way. "FUCK!!"

They run at him with their arm raised, trying to kill anyone in the way of their retreat.

Two against one, Sol is at disadvantage. One rat on the left aims its claw at his midsection and the other one on the right jumps up to claws at his head.

Sol raises his knife to parry the one aiming for his head to the side and blocks the other one with his left hand. He uses Nerodia's hard scales as protection.

"Hiss.. what are you doing?" Nerodia who was dormant ever since he got near the city Hissed at him.

Both ratman pull back and look warily at him.

Sol grinned "they are not that strong" while his right hand is numb, his left hand is completely alright, Nerodia's body absorbs almost all the impact.

"Quit grinning you asshole! Do you think I am a tool for you to block hits?" Nerodia complains.

It moves away from his hand and circle around his neck, hanging there.

"Come on!" sol says when both ratman start to push him to the corner. Without Nerodia's presence on his left hand, Sol needs to dodge at least one attack while blocking the other with his knife.

Scratch marks start to appear all over his body and blood seeps out of them. He never gets a chance to land a hit while he can hardly dodge their attacks.

Sol can't let this fight keep going on one-sidedly, so he does a leap of faith.

He ducks under the claws of ratman that is aiming at his head and tackle the other one with his shoulder.

This stunt gives him a nasty gash on his shoulder, but as result, he is able to mount the downed ratman. He has both knees pinning its arms down.

Without hesitation, he stabs it in the middle of its head. "I got it" he celebrate of his success.

Before he can celebrate any further, the other ratman is already coming at him from behind. It swings its sharp claw at his neck.

Sol can feel that something dangerous is coming at him, but he can't move his body in time. "damn it, I let a little victory distract me!" he thought, then it hits him from behind.