《God Slayer》Chapter: 1 ~The God who bestows martial spirit is a retard...
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From the day I was born till now, this probably was the worst day of my life.
I suddenly started to feel some emotions that I haven’t felt before. Disappointment? Yes It's one of them. If a tiger sleeps in night and ends up waking up as a pussy next day, How would it feel. Horror? Helplessness? Scared?
Fear is something I have never felt before either. But now I am doing so and it's justified alright. If you are born as a genius and hailed as one throughout your life, you will gather enemies even if you breath. Yes enemies, lots of them. Even inside your own clan, those unfortunate people who think they didn’t get better treatment because of your existence. Yes, they make me scared all right. More than the people who are outside of our clan. They surely will not try to use resources to beat a horse that's already dead. Well, most of them probably won't .....
I looked around myself. I saw disappointment in the faces of my well wishers. My father, I have never seen his face being this ugly before. If this continues, I might end up questioning my gene....
There were people who in the past tried to sugarcoat me. They are probably thinking how to milk out the resources they spent on me just to build a relation . Some people who used to worship me in the past looked at me with schadenfreude and mockery. Some were looking at me like a prey, as if they couldn’t wait to hunt. But in all of those eyes, I saw something similar. They all saw me as a waste.
I experienced failure for the first time in my life and the consequences of that failure was too great for me to handle.
"Next. Move out to the corner, Arya", the inspection elder of my clan said. His voice was no where near as amiable as it was before. I looked at him to eyes and choose not to say anything. Winner dominates while losers wait for other people to determine the dignity level for themselves. I understand this pretty well. Slowly and silently I left the platform that was build for the sake of my expected heavenly awakening as if I were never meant to be there.
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Gradually, people shifted their attention from me, and this was the first time I felt relief from such occurrence.
Ha, sigh. People sure know how to give up on someone and move on with their interest fast. Huh! I sure learned a valuable lesson today. I understand one thing clearly today though. With my previous mindset and personality and how I viewed this merciless world, even if I ended up awakening a king Spirit, I would have died young. How naive of me to have faith on people like these. How very naive!
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! How can it be? How can it be? How can this happen to me? What did go wrong? What have I done wrong? I slapped my spirit totem which was in my left hand hard.
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Eeh?
......
What is that?
I was amazed,because there is something on my right hand. On a closer inspection it looks like a spirit totem?
A dual spirit?
Why is that thing so small?
It didn’t even light up during awakening.
What grade of spirit is this?
Ultra low basic grade spirit or something?
What is that?
..........
..........
A mosquito?
Really a mosquito? A dual spirit of a sleeping serpent and a mosquito?
If there is a god who bestows martial spirit, then he is a fucking retard!!!!
Bullshit!!!!!
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