“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh” Cired of fear erupted everywhere.
“That man is aligned with death”
“Kill the demon child”
Yelling like this continued for a few minutes, but no-one actually did anything. Then someone finally got angry and breathed fire at me. Other people started to get the same idea and sent various attacks at me. My natural scale armor helps keep me safe, but I can see my health slowly dwindling.
“Stop!” Yelled a deep powerful voice which stops all of the parents on the spot. It’s coming from Grim whose eyes turned black and a dark aura is surrounding him. “You will cease this nonsense at once.” He walked up to the altar and put his hand on it.
Title: Death
Effects: To powerful for you puny mortals to comprehend
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“Now, if you even think of putting a single hand on my brother, I will release the seals I placed on my body and kill you all and eat your souls.” Grim took a deep breath his eyes returning to normal and the aura fading. “Now if thats settled, can we
start the party?”
“Why yes yes of course” said the Guardian of the altar, a minor god in a human form.
The party was very nice, the food was great, there was even music, but I didn’t get to socialize much, everyone stayed away from Grim and I. After about an hour of the party our parents realized we weren't having fun and suggested we leave. We went home, then all hell broke lose.
“Grim who the hell are you! How are you a god! What are those limiter things! Why did you become our son! Why didn’t you tell us!” They shouted the demands at Grim like a machine gun. Grim somehow managed to answer all of their questions in a way so now they won’t abandon us. But they are going to send us off to school.
I immediately complained “But I know my maths, and science and reading, and all the stuff you learn in school.”
“Son you must good to school, even with our blood, without training you will die.” Father says
“George, school here is for combat and magic and really fun stuff!” Grim says with glee.
“Ok, I’ll go. But make it the funnest school in the world!”
“Honey, where would be the school that has the most talent?” Father asks mother.
“Holy Cross Academy” Mother says “They don’t take people because of their wealth or status. They only take students with talent.”
“Well, lets go then George” Grim says with glee.
“Ok kids we will get an interview soon.”
“No need, the leader of the school is a religious man no? So all I have to do is call in a quick favor from Freya, she owes me a ton for saving a lotttttt of her followers. Hey Freya, could you tell the owner of the Holy Cross Academy to let in George and me, you can say something like they have an important destiny or something. Okay great thanks.”
“So?” I asked.
“Wait for it….” Grim says, and sure enough. *Knock Knock Knock*
Father walks to the door and see’s an old man huffing and puffing with a letter he gives the letter to father and says “See you in class on Monday” and then the man teleports away.
“Ok so lets go pack our bags George.”
“Yeah!” I shouted excitedly “I wanna learn how to blow stuff up!”
“Thats the spirit” He grins.
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Yeah I know it's even shorter, than the others. But I'm enjoying writing this, so expect a chapter tomorrow.