《A book fanatic's Journey through a Fantasy World》Chapter 9 : Envoy
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I am going to make my dialogues simpler to writhe by just writing the sentence and the name of the person who said it behind it that saves me a lot of work otherwise this chapter would have taken a few hours more. If there is no name behind it that means the character who's pov you are experiencing said it.
assassin pov.
Why did I get the mission to kill some kids. Really this lord doesn't appreciate my kind of art and wants me to waste my skill on some kids, he even gave me three goons to help me. I don't get why he is sending me his personal “cleaner” and three of his men just to kill two kids. He could have just hired a random tug to do the job.
Well I heard they went into the forest. Well that is pretty lucky for me. I really gotta thank these kids for making my job easier. Well time to get into action. I call out the oldest of the two kids who is also carrying the other: “Little William I am a servant of your grandfather and he ordered me to come get you two.”
Well I am not completely lying since I am their grandfathers servant.
“What does that geezer want from me if I remember correctly he tried to kill me and then kicked mom out of the family.” -kid
Wow I did not expect such an answer. The kid is pretty smart for his age but in the end he is still a kid lets get this over with. I beckon the other tree who where hiding in case the kid had help.
”smart kid, your grandfather only needs one thing of both of you and that is your life” I draw my sword and I signal my three goons to attack him.
The kid puts the little girl down and then he smiles at me. Oh god that smile, what is wrong with this kid. Three armed adults are trying to kill him and he just smiles like.
As I am looking at that smile I can feel the surrounding acting strange. I am no mage but I got green eyes so I can still feel some mana around me. What is going on I have never felt anything like this. I close my eyes to improve my ability to sense mana. What is causing...
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH
I get ripped out of my thoughts by a scream. Wait that is not the scream of a kid. I open my eyes and see one my men being hold above the kids head by a giant demonic hand. The kid looks at the man and then shows him an innocent smile. Right after that he crushes the man and trows his corps away. Well if you can call that a corpse.
How did I not notice those horns and his eyes that are shining bright gold. What kind of abomination is this kid. I see him pointing two of his finger at another guy whilst holding his thumb up. After a second or two the kid fires a beam of raw mana at the guy instantly disintegrating half of his head.
The last of my goons tries to run away but that kid teleported right in front of him and the guy instantly becomes a fountain of blood. The kid then teleports to me and starts smiling
“Speak up if you want your body complete for your burial.” -kid
William's pov
I grab the assassin with my mana hand and start forcing a bit of mana inside of him. This should not be enough to kill him but it will ruin his day and as a little extra I will get control over his body.
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Wait what is this. What is this terrifying lump of mana inside of him. No not one but two, one in his heart and one in his head. It seems like they are connected trough a small line. Lets force myself into one of them, lets pick the one in his heart.
I can't believe it so much mana. Now lets see what the other lump is about.
Wait this is his soul. Yes it must be and then the other lump of mana is his life force, his soul core so to speak of. Wait so that means that everyone is powered by mana.
I think it is safe to say that the line that connects the two is some sort of energy transport line. I have to try to destroy it. If I can do this from a distance that means I will be unstoppable killing machine. I would be the greatest assassin in all time. But first let me get some info out of this guy.
“So why does my grandfather need me dead for.”
“What makes the think I will tell an abomination like you.” -assassin
“You tell me what I want to know and I will give you a quick dead and then punish this grandfather of mine or you won't talk and ruin my mood thus making sure I will give you a painful dead and then go on rampage and slaughter the whole house because I don't know who is guilty and who is not”
“Ah killing a whole house on suspicion alone are you even human” -assassin
“Well did you not call me an abomination a few seconds ago?”
“Such madness is even beyond an abomination that is just a monster” -assassin
“Well to be honest ever since started recalling memories that where not my own and devolving an unhealthy obsession over my family I have been doubting if I really am human. But what does that make you, a piece of shit that would kill an innocent child just because she is was born?”
“...........” -assassin
“Well no matter how much I loved talking to you I have a tight schedule.”
Well lets see how do I sever the link of his core with his soul. Maybe like this? Oh wait almost forgot I promised him a painful dead severing his soul would be to humane for a someone like him. Lets try to overload his soul core.
Oh I am loving the expression on his face, I can read so many emotions on it: hate, fear, regret, despair.
His body shakes for the last time and I trow his corps of the road. That was such I amazing feeling. Wait what am I thinking. This is wrong.
“What is wrong he tried to kill you so you killed him” -voice
“Who said that?”
“I am the being that will be the closed to you in your whole live but at the same time the farthest away.” -voice
“Can you stop with the riddles it is annoying”
“Hahahaha what is that kind reaction you notice another being in your mind and your reaction is that I am annoying?” -voice
“Ow you are just another being, that is a relief I thought I was suffering from multiple personality disorder.”
“Never in all these year have I got such a reaction from anybody. Well what do you find of my additions?” -voice
“what are you talking about?”
“Well I am talking about the horns, the tail , the eyes and the memories” -voice
“Ohh except the memories everything was pretty nice, So wait you did nothing with my personality?”
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“I was planning to but your mind was already a big mess when I arrived here. You should really go see find some professional help for that” -voice
“But that takes so much effort, well I will speak later to you for now I got a noble house to drive to extinction.”
I walk over to my sister and place a hiding a defensive barrier around her before starting to run to the city.
“wait you are not even gonna ask who I am?” -voice
“Why should I?”
“Well isn't that like the normal reaction when you discover someone lives in your head?” -voice
“Does asking you change anything?”
“Well no but all the other hosts have done it” -voice
“If it makes you happy. Who are you and what are you doing in my head”
“Well you could have said it whit a bit more enthusiasms or act a bit shocked” -voice
“I don't have time for this so just tell me who are or I am just gonna call you freeloader”
“Well I kind forgot my name but I am a god of imprisonment.” -voice
“Well if you are a god that explains the golden eyes but what is with the horns and tail?”
“I never said I was a good god.” -voice
As I get closer to the edge of forest I can see a strange light coming from the city.”
What is going on here. I stagger a few steps back. “
This can't be happening right?”
“Nope this is all real it seems like some fanatics have opened a hell gate above your city and a pretty high level one at that I wonder how many sacrifices such a big gate needs”
“Shit I got to find mom. I channel energy in my legs and start running at my highest possible speed.
As I come close to the city it feels like everything stopped around me and running is getting harder. Must keep on going after a few seconds I can hardly keep walking.
“Ahaahahahahha how do you like the outcome of this little game Sinner?”
I can see a group consisting of 4 people wearing silver skull masks and one with a golden skull mask walking towards me whilst dragging a corpse.
“What are you talking about, why do did you do this and how do you know about that.”
“Well our great god of dead told us about you and guided us to do all of this. And if you want to know who I am you could say your new father.” - golden masked man
“What are you talking about”
“Well I tricked the lord of this city into marrying me to this woman so I could get close enough to the center of the city for the ritual.” -golden masked man
“Mom!!!!!!!!”
“What did you do?, What did you did you do?, What did you do?, WHAT DID YOU DO!!!!”
Golden masks pov
The great god of dead has told me a soul that escaped from him resides in the nearby city and asked us true believers that we need to plunge him into despair. He has said that he will actively guide me. This is the best thing that ever happened to me. The great God talking to me.
….............
That city lord is such a fool I just mentioned an alliance and he send his man to bring the so called mother of that sinner. The Great God will be so happy with me.
…............
Everyone is in position now to start the ritual. I take the knife given to me by the great god himself and stab the woman’s heart.”
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The Great God has told me that the sinner has arrived and that I need to bring the woman’s corpse with me.
Silver masks pov
WHAT DID YOU DO!!!! -sinner
What is going. How can a human produce such an dreadful aura. The sinner eyes start to fade, First It looked like bright shining golden light but now one of his eyes turned pitch black. It seems like he is drawing in your very soul.
He waves his hand and chains start to burst out of the ground.
“For your crimes I will drag all of you into the purgatory - sinner
I try to run away but before I can even set two steps I can feel myself getting pierced by his chains.
“Hahahaha mortals sure are funny killing each other just because some god said it, well I am done playing now”
After the voice fades away I can see wave of dead energy being send to us.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
Williams pov
As i open my eyes again i can see the the sun is setting. So that means i was out quite some time.This must be a sick joke. I lost everything just because some god was bored. No that is not gonna happen I will get back at that god. I can feel the dead miasma gnawing at my soul core, slowly extinguishing it. As I look around I can see that those masked guys are all almost dead.”
That god sure is really dispicable. Using such a slow way of killing.
Well i should be happy cause this lets me try something out.
Since a soul core is made of mana then why should I not be able to make myself a new one. Well I hope this works or else I'm done for.
I start gathering mana in my slowly dying soul core and keep pumping in inside of it. Shit this is never gonna be enough I think I got no other choice and I try to suck in the dying soul cores of the masked goons. Yes it is working I did it.
“I am alive hahahah take that so called god of dead make sure to watch your back I will get you for this.”
“You won't even survive a week with such an unstable core” -???
I turn around to see a black crow behind me.
“Great first Gods and now talking crows don't tell me you are also a god?”
“No I am no god. I am a True God, the god of the Gods.” -crow
“Great first I discover my life has been a game to toy with me and now I am talking to a crow.”
“So you don't believe me?” -crow
“I just don't care I am done with all of this Gods stuff.”
“Even if I told you that I could grant you power to slay the Gods?” - crow
“This is not another sick joke right.”
“No the god that toyed with you was the god of death of this world but I I am true Life and True dead and I can grant you the power the dominate the gods.” -crow
“ha and what is in it for you?”
“It is simple. The gods have run rampart they have no-one to fear no-one to keep them in check and I want that position to belong to you.” -crow
“Why not do it yourself?”
“I just exist but I can't intervene without an Envoy. -crow
“So if you can choose why me? I mean there should be more stable persons out there to do it.”
“Because I got no other choice. You are the only one I can talk to since you are the only one who is alive and death at the same time and thus not part of the cycle.” -crow
“Oh I am the first who did it. Is it that hard cause I did It quite easily.”
“You don't even understand what you did and the only reason why you were even able to form one is because you consumed that god inside of you.” -crow
“So I killed that annoyance.”
“Not really he is now slumbering inside of you core. After a few years he will most likely awaken.” -crow
“Well I guess I will accept your offer. If you give me my mother back.”
“I am sorry but the dagger that was used to kill her also stole her soul so you will need to get that back and then I can revive her. But for now you need to hide and learn to control your power. I will come find you once it is time for you to make your grand debut in this world.” -crow
"You should have started with that. I would climb a mountain of blades for her so what does my freemom count for. Wait what about my sister?”
“No worries when you died your barrier stopped working and she got found by a noble and adopted in her house.” -crow
“Which house?”
“I will tell you when you are strong enough.” -crow
“Now arise from death and execute my will. Stand tall and never bow down. Trow away the shackles of Life and Death and surpass its grasp. Become one of my two Envoys. Become the Envoy of the End. -crow
“Hahahahahahah”
I can feel it, true death energy flowing trough me. If that God could use this kind of energy I would not even have gotten the chance to remake my core.
“YOU GOD OF DEATH I WILL SHOW YOU WHAT HAPPENS TO THOSE THAT TAKE FROM ME!!!!”
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Well this is the end of the first so called arc. Things will now become less dramatic and more lighthearted as he exploits his power whilst waiting until his soul is strong enough to ascend and kill the gods
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