Thomas

It was a complicated situation. The bandits were robbing the bank, apparently. One of them entered already exchanging shots with the Lich.

Lich hit the bandit with his enchanted magic bullets, but was shot. Lich's bar, once just serious, was now filled with fear.

After all, he was hit in the heart. He fired three shots. And they were magic bullets. Even though the magic bullets weren't as strong and powerful as the magic bullets enchanted by someone experienced, they still caused damage to the Lich; There were holes in the Lich's chest and belly.

The Lich's blood flowed from his chest and back. He was also spitting out blood. Lich staggered to a table and fell to the floor.

Other criminals entered the bar and exchanged fire with local authorities. I got desperate and ran to the counter, jumped and hid under it.

"Shit." Said a bandit. He jumped over the counter and jumped and ducked.

I'm screwed. I crawled as the bullets passed the counter. Beginner, I only hid it because it was out of sight of both criminals and “cops” hi, as this world calls these guys. I didn't expect the counter to stop the magic bullets, let alone the condensed Ruth bullets being fired by enchanted weapons that were probably also condensed Ruth.

I crawled as the shots passed behind me. The bandit also crawled and, from time to time, got up to fire shots.

I'm serious, I'm going to go deaf.

Now I had a goal: to get to the hallway that had the back door at the end. I put my mother on the counter to help me get up faster and groaned in pain when a bullet grazed him, completely destroying his little finger.

I didn't have time to pay attention to the pain and ran to the door that led to the hallway.

The bandit managed to reach me and grabbed me.

"Porra...!"

When the robber pointed the gun at my head, my heart stopped. I have never felt as scared as I felt here. Calm down... Calm down... if I die, I'll just reincarnate again.

"Calm down! Release the boy. Let's negotiate. If you turn yourself in now, we will reduce your sentence and you will no longer be hanged!"

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The thief laughed.

"Pff, you're funny. Who guarantees me that? I want a teleportation horse now!"

"Lien, put down the teleportation horse."

“B-but sheriff, there’s no point in spending such a rare and precious item on an outcast-”

"Go get him! Damn it!

"OK."

Lian and some police officers left the bar. Apparently, they went looking for what the bandit wanted.

I didn't know much about horses, but thanks to a neighbor of mine who was quite educated, I managed to gather some information about this world, and some of it is about them.

Teleportation horses were magical animals. I would like to know how they manage to tame a being that can teleport? Simple: they are not animals with original abilities. They would take a skill sphere and magically design it so that the skill would only activate when a human threw Ruth energy into it.

This is why animals of this type were loved. I don't know how the sheriff got one, maybe clandestinely

Leaving the subject of the horse aside, I he was fucked; I didn't know what would happen to me. It is very likely that the criminal will kill me after he manages to escape so as not to leave any traces, or simply out of spite. However...

I will reincarnate!

Honestly, I was in

Of course. I will be reincarnated when I die... Huh?

Ha... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha....

Who guarantees that? What kind of shit is this? Did that Goddess promise me something? And even if she promised me, who guarantees she will keep it? She? Who guarantees that I will have another chance if I die here?

I do not want to die. My first life was a piece of shit. I had no power at all and had to live off the will of my rubbish father who beat me every day. And as soon as I get a second chance, I realize that I'm practicing repeating that past life.

Until now, I live this life without caring about the discrimination of others, but in truth, deep down I know that I feel angry, I feel repulsed by them. I planned to live a calm life in this life without not even having the capacity to live a life like this.

In these years, I delude myself. I told myself lies, and even though I didn't believe them, they still comforted me.

I need... power. Whether financially, legally, intellectually, bodily, and by any means possible.

Only now, I realized what I wanted: I wanted to be someone, someone who doesn't depend so much on others, someone capable of making their own choices, someone with power and influence over others, someone than in this shitty society. Someone who can have a name - but not just any, but a name that can be recognized by anyone.

In this life, I will achieve this. Be it by any means possible, be it a villain, a hero, a killer, a good or cruel person, I will be someone in this life. However, to achieve this dream, I have to survive here.

The "police" here arrived with the teleporter horse.

"Thank you, authoritative."

The policeman glared.

"Be a man and keep your word!"

"Claro."

The police injected Ruth and programmed the coordinates of the horse's ability. A portal has opened. Contrary to what I thought, I couldn't see where the portal led. But the bandit was too desperate and nervous to pay attention to that detail.

He just wanted to get out of there.

Honestly, I was praying that this was a trap and the portal led to some kind of this world's police station, I wasn't an expert on this, and the only things I knew about it was because a neighbor of mine told me, in the however. ..

The portal didn't show where it would go, the horse looked poorly taken care of, the police officer who programmed it looked nervous and didn't seem to know how to program properly.

Not even the police officer seemed to know where the damn portal led, much less... yeah, I'm screwed.

The bandit put me on top of the horse. As he was on the left side and the police were on the right side, they didn't want to take the risk of hitting me.

The thief He went through the portal with me on horseback. After crossing over, he scratched both hands on the horse's ability control collar, then it was probably about 10 seconds later, the portal started to close. However, before closing...

“By the way, I didn’t say I wasn’t going to kill the boy.”

.... Shit.

“You son of a bitch-” before the police officer could complete the sentence, the criminal closed the portal, he closed the portal.

Apparently, the bandit knew how to close the portal. I wondered why he didn't program the teleportation himself, choosing to trust the police. Maybe it was because it took so long and he needed to use both hands? Or was it much more complex to get into the teleportation objective?

He pointed a gun at me.

"So, boy, I don't need you anymore."

#continues.