Life here~! Sorry for the great delay, there were two things that hindered me from writing more. First was that as much as i like to write, my love for reading other people fictions is greater than the one for writing. My second problem was that i was waiting for my divine writing spark to descend unto me as i was wondering what to write.

No, i am not making it up as i go along but although i have few points in the story that i know i need to write to get to the ending/s that i want to be done, like any other stories there are many side stories along the main story line that spice the main line up, and since i wasnt entirely sure what i wanted to write as a side next. I opted to wait until i was sure that it is what i want instead of forcing it and lose interest mid way in the story and axe it making some of my fans cry in despair while others would have just shrugged it off as another incomplete FF they read to relieve their mundane lives...

Enough ranting from me~. Enjoy the new chapter~!

P.s. I should have atleast 4-5 chapters up in the next week so stay tuned and I am once again sorry for the delay. :/

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A week passed since my experiment yielded joyful results.

If any of you don't know what I am talking about, then i can proudly announce that i sired a son!

At first we didn't get along, or more like i was creeped out by a skeleton saying he is my son. I mean who wouldn't?

First two days were the roughest as I denied the very notion of having a kin different from my human family that thinks i am dead as far as i know.

But the little skeleton didn't relent his barrage of creepy cuteness as he tried at every corner make me acknowledge him as my son.

He wouldn't stop anytime soon, so i gave it some thought. The solution i had found was very logical in my opinion.

Human babies for example share both flesh and blood with their closest, and that is the link that gives birth to a family while my son shares something more... something deeper and natural with me. He has a part of my soul in him, sure his bones aren't mine but his bond with me is even deeper than most of the families in this plane of existence in my opinion, I mean what's a closer bond than a soul bond?

So i stopped brooding over the fact that his idea was very creepy from my perspective, i went along with him, and once i stopped being biased, i realized that he is uber cute, in a sense that a skeleton can be, whenever we go hunting he loves to boast about his prey and always displays it to me before consuming it. Truly an adorable brat.

While i was conflicted for the last week, I used that time to replenish my soul from my experiments, the week was rather uneventful as the beasts started to slowly travel away from our lair.

Who would blame them?

A skeleton family was literally hunting them to extinction be it day or night. Two of them being much stronger than the other and their glowing eyes seemed to pierce through their very soul instilling dread upon their very beings.

Let me talk about my son for a while. I named him Dee. I was never good at naming things, but i think this is a better name than the other one which I had thought of. Blue was the other name i had in mind but i rejected it since my pet's name was Black so why would my son be subjected to a name that i gave to a mere pet.

Dee beamed with joy once i had agreed to call him 'son'. He almost killed himself when i told him by jumping to high and almost cracking his skull as he bashed against the ceiling. Ahh youth, no matter the race, it would seem that all young ones are quite impulsive.

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Being my first true family in this new life of mine, i do not consider the other mindless skeletons my true kin, I proceeded to find out if Dee had talent in mystic arts.

Unlike my time when i had help of the soul reflector, this time we had to do it the old way that i saw once when i was patrolling the village i used to live in. But unlike that time, I had to improvise a lot, i mean how am i supposed to tell a skeleton to close his eyes?

So i opted to make him sit down and slowly drift away with his awareness, I asked him to see deep within his soul if he saw anything portraying to magic, or abilities which he might find useful. He sat there for few hours and once he came to his demeanour told me all i needed to know.

His talent was poor... even worse than poor, his talent was nil, he had ice affinity and the best he could hope for at the moment was making the surroundings colder.

I was stricken by grief but not because he was useless, maybe a little, the main reason was because he looked like he was about to cry every time i used my magic. It was as if he longed for power to make himself stronger and help me along the way. This made me proud but at the same time i was deeply worried for my son. Unlike me he also didn't have a semi detached soul because when i created him, I couldn't do it. So the only way for him to get stronger is through experience and training like any human.

I couldn't watch him struggle to help me, it was agonizing for us both. So I did something a normal person would have done in my situation, if he did not have the talent in mystic arts, he should study the art of sword. While I say the art of sword, I do not mean sword only, i mean weapons in general, yes one could call it the art of weaponry, but art of the sword sounds better in my opinion...

* cough *

I used the bones of larger animals around the cave and i used my lightning clad to slowly shave them into weapons. It took me a while but the results were better than i had expected, our rate of hunting went up big time, but it should be obvious that weapon can make a large difference when you give them to skeletons that had to use their own bodies to kill their pray, and as i recount the small hunts for wolves, foxes, and rabbits, I realize that we were extremely lucky not to have one of us die or lose bones.

It was illogical but what could i do?

There was no way to check why we survived this long without any tools, and while i may be a fool, i will not test this luck any further than necessary, because luck can only take us so far...

Dee seemed to like the new toy that i bestowed upon him. He chose a bone sword that could be use in on hand and a shield made of bones stitched with entrails of wolves, the shield was rather shaky but good enough for wolves, and the stench of death it was emitting gave chills to Dee's enemies. He seemed to like the sword shield combo and the way he used them.... he seemed so natural as if they were limbs that he simply forgot to attach before.

I chose a bone sword similar to what Dee had chosen but unlike his mine was bigger it was a sword bigger than a normal length one-handed sword, but it was not a claymore as i still could use one hand to freely wield the blade. I thought of using shield like Dee had but once i picked one up and practised a little, it felt wrong. I do not know why but anything other than that one sword made me frown, atleast i would've frowned if i could. So i choose not to sweat the small details and started to practice only with a single sword.

Other skeletons opted for a spear, large sword, while the last one just picked up a bone and made it a blunt weapon.

Black was still eating the griffon corpse that seemed to slowly decompose. I was sure that if i had retained my sense of smell i would've thrown it out a long time ago, but since Black rather liked the meet, I left it alone.

I felt that our small squad had grown in strength and our prey had diminished, i felt a turning point that would decide how we fare in this world is upon us. So i chose to start slowly making my move.

I ordered my skeleton minions to search through the forest and find a settlement of people. I asked Dee to remain with me even thou he was rather eager to make my wishes come true. Truly a godsend son.

It took my minions three days but they finally found a small city north-east of the liar.

'Finally the revenge will start...' i thought as i felt the emotions i locked inside myself for my own safety resurface and stir as my aura became more sinister and dark, as if death visited this realm and stood in this very stop.

So I asked my minions to stay where they are.

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Me and Dee made our way towards the city that our minions were currently scouting leaving Black behind seeing as he had no battle potential and the griffon seemed to last him for a few weeks. It seemed my aura became darker once i succumbed into my desire of revenge as no beasts dared to attack us. Once they saw me they quickly turned around and bolted the scene.

Thanks to that phenomenon we arrived at our destination in three hours.

Someone might ask how i knew where to go or why i didn't lose my way in the forest while making my way towards my minions.

The answer is rather simple, I share a connection with those i created albeit a small one i can tell where they are and if they are alive, because once they die, I feel their signal disappear, and once they fulfil my order i can feel it. My bond with Dee on the other hand is much stronger than what i have with those mindless goons. I can also feel strong emotions from him, but i have only felt admiration, love, and respect from him so far.

Once we joined up with the goons we saw the city, it wasn't a big city but it still had stone walls around it with three gates. There was a plain in between the forest and the city spanning few kilometres around it. In this clearing there were foxes and rabbits as well as them..... the chosen ones were there as well, they looked like the first ones that came here, with their generic clothes, some had rusted weapons, others fought the critters with their bare hands. Once I saw them, I wanted to just leave the forest and rush at them, taking as many as i could with me, thankfully Dee realized what i was about to do and stopped me. Truly a great son...

I steeled my nerves and I dismissed the idea. I ordered the spear wielding skeleton to find his way back so once we are done with our business here we will be able to go straight back to it. The rest of us then chose the gate that was the furthest from the road that seemed cutting through the forest, and then we waited for a group of adventures to venture deep enough into the forest so we could kill them without any of them running away. Few days was enough to leave never to be heard from again, so once they come back, we would already be back at our lair.

First day was uneventful, we saw few groups of the chosen ones that headed our direction but they never ventured into the forest.

During the second day one of the parties made its way into the forest but not deep enough for us to kill them all. I gritted my teeth as i resisted the urge to forget the plan and just kill them all, but Dee was there, thankfully.

Then it happened, on the third day a group came into the forest. It consisted of five individuals three males, two females. Unlike most groups this one seemed prepared to venture into the wilderness. One of the males was wielding a sword and a shield while wearing chain mail. Other one had a bow and was dressed in leather clothes, while the last one was covered in a while robe, and had a staff. One of the females seemed very similar to the last male but unlike him, she had a red robe. The last member of the ground had a dagger in each hand.

They confidently strode into the forest, not noticing the gazes of four individuals following them deeper into the wilderness...

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So how did you like it?....

Did you miss me atleast? QQ

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