Greetings everyone! I believe that last time we left off with me questioning myself on exactly how did I end up in a company of an imbecile blondy that gets a hard on from swinging around a lightsaber while ranting an impotent speech. So this time to answer my own question, I’ll be bringing up some events that took place in the past and have led to my current “predicament”.
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It all began on my 25th birthday, of course that is if we skip the part where “It all began when I was born into this world”, and while I’m sure that most of you would have loved to read about some tragic events of my childhood.
Maybe something along the lines of my parents being ripped to pieces by some enraged cannibalistic demon werevampire with me watching such events transpire through a barely visible crack in the wooden doors of our closet, precisely where my parents hid me before stomping off to face their imminent demise in the hands of such monstrosity. Alas, no such luck, because I had a pretty decent childhood and was brought up by me well-off parents that have lived happily ever after before dying on the same day because of old age.
Now then, enough with the distractions and let’s focus on the more pressing issue of my autobiography.. uhm..
I mean continuing on the quest to figure out the cause of my recent misfortunes. So yeah… Back then I was a talented mage apprentice to the Arch-Magus of our kingdom. Unfortunately, after so much time, I no longer remember the name of my original home country nor of my first master, the Arch-Magus. Though I do remember that the title of Arch-Magus is conferred on the most potent practitioner of magical arts in the kingdom.
Now you might be thinking that I have prided the fact that I was being trained directly under such an exulted master? Regrettably, you’re wrong. The old man was nothing but a burden to my progress because two years ago I have already surpassed him in control over the basic elements. Now at the age of twenty-five the old man was practically left in the dust and had absolutely nothing to teach me. Yet, he was reluctant to announce the end of my apprenticeship claiming that even though I have eclipsed him as a magician, I still have a long way to go as a decent human being and pose a threat to the society.
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I didn’t bother rebuking him, because the old man was absolutely correct as I turned him into a small pile of ash the very instant he finished speaking. I’ve already wasted two unnecessary years playing along with the old man. Originally I was planning to play along and become a certified mage of our kingdom to live a carefree life and simply enjoy myself, but that was not meant to be. So I might as well become the threat to society that he feared me to be and survive on what my power can afford me.
Unfortunately, as much as I hate to admit it, I’m not a threat to an enormous entity regarded as society. Of course, a master elemental mage like me is a valued asset for any known empire with our capacity at unleashing destruction, but this power is not absolute. I need something far more compelling.
With such a mindset, I leave on a journey to search for such power.
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Though this journey has forced me to painstakingly overcome countless unreasonable trials and ultimately brought me to my current destination in the path of life, that I constantly nag abut, yet I have never come to regret leaving that day.
Oh, and guess what… Blondy is still speaking… Even his comrades seem to be getting pretty annoying with his endless banter
AuthNote: Next chapter will be about the journey obiously..) Anyways… comments, suggestions are welcome. Also I need your opinion guys… Does this story seem to have a dark feel to it? Because it’s supposed to be a lighthearted comedy that includes gore and other nasty stuff so I in the middle of drawing a line to provide it correctly.
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