"Kieran!"
As Maya called the name, the sound of breaking glass followed, then a faint curse. Moments later, the door to the backroom swung open, and a young man with a short stature stumbled out, dusting off his hands.
His disheveled appearance contrasted sharply with the store's valuable contents. His messy brown hair and wide green eyes made him look a bit younger than he likely was, though there was something sharp and calculating about his gaze.
"Maya?" the young man, Kieran, exclaimed, his voice tinged with a combination of annoyance and disbelief. "Couldn't you have waited a second? I almost dropped an entire batch of... never mind."
Kieran straightened up, fixing his shirt and trying to appear more composed despite the evident chaos behind him. He was short—not much taller than Maya's shoulder—but there was a certain confidence in his posture, as if he was fully aware of his own importance, regardless of appearances. His hands were still covered in what looked like glittering dust, likely the remnants of whatever experiment or work he had been conducting.
Maya grinned, ignoring his complaints. "It's been a while! And here I thought you were too busy to see me," she teased lightly before gesturing toward Astron. "This is Astron Natusalune."
At the mention of Astron's name, Kieran's eyes flicked toward him, narrowing slightly as if assessing him quickly. Then, something seemed to click, and his gaze sharpened with recognition. "Astron Natusalune..." he repeated slowly as if rolling the name around in his head. "What a fricking weird name."
Maya's grin faltered for a moment, her expression shifting to one of slight embarrassment as she quickly stepped forward and tried to cover Kieran's mouth with her hand. "How can you say it like that, Kieran?" she said, her voice laced with playful scolding, though there was an edge of seriousness in her tone.
Kieran simply shrugged, pulling her hand away from his face with a nonchalant grin. "What? I'm just saying what's on my mind," he replied, unbothered by her reaction. He shot a glance at Astron. "No offense, man, but you've got one of those names that sounds like it belongs in a mysterious prophecy or something. People must do double-takes when they hear it."
Astron, for his part, remained completely unfazed.
"None taken," Astron replied calmly, his violet eyes gleaming with a flicker of amusement. "I've heard stranger."
Maya gave an exasperated sigh, shaking her head, though she couldn't help but smile at the exchange. "You never change, Kieran," she said, glancing at him with a mixture of affection and frustration. She looked at Astron, who was clearly unbothered, and relaxed.
Kieran shrugged again, his confidence unshaken. "Why should I? Being straightforward keeps things simple."
Maya chuckled softly. "Simple isn't exactly your style, you know."
"Fair point," Kieran conceded with a smirk, his eyes gleaming mischievously as he ran a hand through his messy hair, still dusted with glittering particles from whatever he had been working on. "But that's why people like me. They know exactly what they're getting."
Astron observed the dynamic between the two with quiet interest. It was clear they had a long-standing familiarity, the kind that allowed for banter without taking offense.
Though Kieran's words were unfiltered, they lacked malice, and Astron could sense that Maya found his candid nature refreshing, even if it occasionally exasperated her.
'But…..'
However inwardly there were many questions that were popping on his head.
'Kieran Valis... Could it be him?'
Astron's thoughts shifted inwardly as he recalled a specific NPC from the later stages of the game, a dwarf who bore the same name. In the chaotic period when wars raged across the world and factions were locked in brutal conflict, this dwarf appeared at a critical juncture. The plot at that point was intense, with the player tasked with capturing a demon stronghold that had been terrorizing nearby regions.
Once the stronghold fell, the player would discover a prison deep within its fortress. Among the captives was a bitter, angry dwarf. At first, the dwarf harbored intense hatred toward humans, cursing the player and treating them with open hostility.
The player would escort the dwarf to their own battlefront and then from there the dwarf would be sent to the dwarf camp.
And following that the player would come to learn to the fact that the dwarf that they have saved named Kieran was actually a talented blacksmith and a magic engineer.
From that point on, some things in the store would also become available with new formulas as the shop would expand. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
Though the NPC named Kieran's backstory would never be revealed and the players would be left in the dark.
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