First and foremost, I would like to apologize for any bad English usage and if there's any misuse/misspell of words, do inform me. (No beta-reader as usual)

There is only one person that I've showed an older version of this fic to, so, don't go spoiling it haha. I have modified it to have a number of chapters instead of only one chapter because I can't write too long at once.

I do not own Elsword or any of it related product and this fic is to be treated as a fanon.

Cheers and celebration was made as the precious El, which was stolen beforehand, is passed to Chief Hagus which is then handed to Lowe to be returned to where it was once held at. Hands are shook and hugs are given. It was a joyful sight.

However…

"Raven! You're leaving so soon?! "Elsword asked the black haired swordsman who is clad in clean white theme clothing while wearing a black trouser.

"Idleness would not help me to correct what I had done in the past. That's why I will be leaving to find my path of redemption and beside, you will do fine on your own" he said while using his only human hand to gently pat the boy's head, ruffling the red hair.

"But-" "Oh don't be a kid Eldork."

Elsword turned his attention to a purple haired girl dressed in white, violet and purple magical girl clothing with star patterns as a motif, interjected which earned her a scowled look. Her height is merely a few millimetres taller than him.

His scowled looks soon melted to a calm yet sad looks when he spotted a luggage right at her side.

"Aisha…you're leaving too?" he asked.

"Why? Feeling lonely?" she replied with a smirk and he turned his face away as it reddened.

"O-Of course not! It wou-would be great since there won't be a grape-head scorching my butt around!"

Though she was insulted as per norm, she smiled, knowing full well the lies he spout. In an instant she distorted space and appeared before him. She then gave him a hug while red tinted her cheeks. His face reddened even further as he returned the hug.

"Do grow up, okay?" she whispered and released the hug.

"Wait and see. When we meet again, I'll be taller than you for sure!"

"Ha ha sure sure shorty~" Aisha let out a haughty laugh while waving her hand.

"Where are you going?" a womanly voice caught the purple haired girl's attention, causing her to break the hug with a light push.

"I will be going to Feita. I've heard that their library has the needed information I need" Aisha replied to the elven woman.

"How about you Rena?"

"Hmmm…" the blue ribbon which tied up her yellowish green hair sways as she hummed.

"I'll be staying for now. I need to make sure the El is well-guarded this time from any future threat."

"Then how bout you, Eve?" Aisha then turned the question to a long silver haired girl, dressed exotically in black and white dress similar to a lolita fashion dress, minus the frills.

Amber eyes flicker and shifted to the red haired boy briefly before going back to the purple haired girl.

"I…"

On the second floor of a simple house, the sound of physical might against the soft tender skin erupted in the once silent house and groan of pain soon follow.

"What the El was that for, Eve?!" the young boy, dressed in a casual red shirt and black pants which had the armour removed from them, voiced his inner anger while rubbing his swollen cheeks. A single tear slowly rolls down, signifying the extreme pain that had wrought on his face.

The one who delivered the armour piercing slap is none other than the little Queen of the Nasod, Eve, who is currently staring at him without indication of care. What could have warrant for such a treatment toward this particular individual of all people?

"Insufficient space" she said monotonously with her amber eyes fixated at the boy's own red pupils. "Personal room is requested."

"Well your majesty…" Elsword sarcastically said, "There are only two rooms available, my sister's and another one which is mine. So you will have to settle sleeping with Rena in my sister's room which is bigger."

"In that case, I'll take refuge in your room on this day forth" she said without any change of tone.

"Now where do you suppose that I would sleep in? You can't possibly suggest that I sleep in a room with Ren-" "Oh, why is that bad, Elsword?"

A new voice join in the conversation filled with a heavy aura. Elsword felt a powerful grip on his shoulder and he dramatically turn to face the dreadful owner.

It was an elf with long green hair, dressed in blue and green overall and loose white leggings, whose current face is shadowed by darkness and is close proximately with his. This startled him and he falls on the wooden floor, earning a light giggle from said elf.

"Didn't we 'spend' the night together quite often during our quest for the El? Huddling together during the cold nights at the desert~"

Eve's brow twitched a little at the elf's revelation.

"I understand that you do not want to sleep with someone as old as me~" she added with a teasing tone as she helped the boy up.

"No no it's not like that. It's that boy and girl only sleep together if they are family members or if they…love each other…err...I…don't mind though…" The last bit was reduced to a silent mumble and his face glow in deep red, redder than his spiky red hair.

However it had failed to be concealed from the tentative sharp hearing of the elf resulting her to face away in order to hide her red tinted cheeks." Ah…I...I was just joking haha"

All the while, Eve stares with a deadpanned expression at the awkward exchange between the two. Her eyes then swivelled toward Elsword's room, focused on the shinning brass door knob. Her hand curiously caressed it for a few seconds as if waiting for the attention of the room's owner.

Nonetheless, he is still under the spell of awkwardness.

So she did what is needed to break the curse. She let out a cough and twisting the knob as loud as possible, opening to door which revealed the room within.

"This room is in need of purification" she spoke with great volume, finishing the curse breaker.

"Wait Ev-!" Elsword tries to rush in to stop her from entering but is met with a door to his face.

A thin smile lined her face as she leans her back onto the door, feeling the desperate knocks and hearing the pleading from the outside.

"Don't you dare touch my stuff…please! Eve!"

The noise finally dies down signifying the end of Elsword's frantic objection. Eve was washed with a feeling of dismay that his struggle only last as long but the feeling is flush away immediately when her amber eyes begin to perform their task, scouring the proximity.

The first thing that came into her sensors is the abundances colour of red, from the bed to the curtains and toward the multiple sword shaped ornament on the reddish brown drawer which is filled with red clothing belonging to the room's original owner.

She was surprised at how …tidy it was in his room. However she presumes that it is due to his presence not being in this room until now. She continues to scour the area and then something catches her attention. A picture frame stands on another drawer, rectangular in shape.

Eve curiously walked toward it and picks out to it, carefully traced on the wooden frame. Displayed on the picture is three individual with similar colour of hair. At the centre is a man who kneeled to compensate his height who she presumed to be the father.

In his grasp is a human girl who stands tall and proud at his right with her hair tied in a pony tail and on his left is a smaller boy with the familiar hairstyle.

'Female identified as Elesis Sieghart, sister of Elsword Sieghart.'

After returning the picture frame back to its original position, she gently pressed her bottom onto the bed, carefully not to wrinkle her black exotic dress. Her long fierce silver hair spreads across the red coloured fabric that covers the mattress beneath it.

Without shifting the blanket, she laid her body down, facing up onto the red ceiling tiles. Her fingers gloved in black explore the width and texture to confirm its supplied comfort while her two drones float around the ornaments playfully.

"He really does love the colour of red…" she mused.'Perhaps I should alter my colour to-'

Her current thoughts are disrupted as her attention zoomed onto the ceiling. Her enhanced vision spotted some amiss. One tile on the ceiling seems to have a notion of modification.

Compelled by her sudden curiosity, her two drones are pried away from their plaything and ordered to ascend up to perform an investigation. Her observation proves to be correct, as always, revealing it to be easily removable.

A package is then brought down and she sat right up to conduct a thorough investigation.

With great grace and delicateness of an elegant girl, she rips apart the brown paper which has been used to conceal the content. Once the well-mannered process is done, the hidden content is revealed to be a bundle of books with titles of 'Vanilla Anthology Vol' and the label of 'R-18'.

'What could it possibly means….Perhaps a secret code of something'

Eve ponders with the question being how the red boy hid them up high in the ceiling followed by why these bundles of books are hidden away. Instead of asking for permission or any authentication, she decided to open and browse through the pages of the book.

What she beholds left her trembling. Her impassive lips turn into squidgy lines and he blue markings shifted into the same colour as her surroundings.

Her eyes immediate shot wide and swirling pattern seemed to form on the pupil. She blanked out for a brief moment due to her system attempt to process everything she had seen, from the words and actions display in the book.

"In-incomprehensible, Indecent…!" the sound of the flipping of page outweighs the soft stuttering comments she make.

"…Debauchery, Unethical, Vulgar…!" again more words describing the content left her pursed lips with each flipped pages.

"Depraved, Obscene, Shameless…!" yet her eyes refused to leave its focus until the ending is reached.

"…" there is a moment of pause as information obtained from the book is being decipher. The two drones end up playing with the litter of ripped brown paper but even that could not distract her mind.

"A more thorough analysis has to be conducted" Eve muttered an excuse as she picks up another book and continues to flip through the pages.

Finally, after her research is completed, a conclusion is made as she put aside the books.

'Transmission of feeling efficient…Ending status….happy. Planning of the reenactment of scenario will commence.'

And thus she begins to plan.

Hope I give enough hint to the character class. Lemon is coming~