Stepping out from the tear between the two realms my senses were flooded. Bright lights bombarded my eyes as if trying to tear their way into my brain. A rotting smell surfed through my nose from the sewers below me. Flowing electricity and voices bashed and echoed throughout my ear drums.
Within seconds I was beginning to miss the purity of the undeveloped world. There wasn't an endless strife to destroy the world, but one that worked in cooperation with it.
Inhaling deeply I close my eyes and start to focus my sense. Quickly, all my senses other than my sight limit itself to just above normal human levels.
My body was feeling itchy as it absorbed the earth mana. It turns out Earth did have mana, it's just that humans born on this planet are unable to cultivate it. This is because the God who created Earth already died and so their ability to cultivate it was lost. The God died just after the pyramids were built. The reason I can cultivate is because I travelled to Oasis. The God of Oasis is still alive so I could open my cultivate pathway there.
Looking down at my body I realise that I had become younger again. At the moment I was 16 years old. My skin was completely clear because the mana in my body and my muscles were well defined and supported by the mana so I was naturally stronger. To be honest, I was handsome.
When I was on Oasis, Tobias had trained me to the extent that if I needed to I could simultaneously take on 3 Argentavius nests barehanded. The only reason it took me this long to get back was that perfecting the spell took a while.
Currently, I am standing near the corner shop where I had fallen through the tear. Looking down at my watch it's 5:24 and it's still the 9th of May. Looks like I came back on the exact same time and date I disappeared.
There is so no way I am going home to that family today. Well, I don't even think I can anymore considering my dad literally through me out the house. This is for the best. Now I can buy my own house by selling some stuff from Oasis.
In the green storage ring on my finger, there is at least 1,000,000,000 (1 Billion) grams of weed. When I was travelling throughout Oasis I found field after field of weed. After asking Tobias if this had any value here and him literally calling it a weed I collected it for when I came back.
Don't get me wrong I don't have some massive drug addiction or anything. It's just that I need to make a lot of money and quickly. For a sixteen year old that is a pain in the arse. So I decided to sell all my weed to a drug lord here in London and then flea to America and live my life there.
Inhaling once again I focus on my sense of smell. Filtering through all the smells I finally find the smell of weed in a mass amount. When I did this for the first time in Oasis I nearly died from fright. The smell of blood was so strong over there that I could probably sneeze iron.
"Okay, let's go and meet a drug lord."
Pushing mana through my legs they strengthen immediately. If I put all my mana in my legs I could probably jump to the moon. I know I'm OP as hell, but even I have my limits on how many times I could do that a day. There would also be the rebound effect on my legs as well. I would probably be immobilised for a day or two.
Silently, I manoeuvre my way around the back streets of London. At the moment I was running at about 60 mph, but because of Shadow Steps, I make no sound at all. This is really the best spell for an assassin. Imagine being able to walk in anywhere without getting noticed and just casually slicing some necks. Creepy. I never was a big fan of killing when I was in Oasis and only did it when necessary.
It didn't take long before I reached the building which had the weed farm growing in it. On the outside, it looked like a normal house, but underneath there was an artificial weed farm.
Using a thought a black mask appeared on my face. This mask had come from within my black storage ring. The mask was made of a black metal that covered my whole head. It was probably better to call it a helmet. The mask had red tears below the eye sockets and a wide red smile painted on the front. Whenever Tobias made me fight I would always wear this mask.
Slowly I walk up the driveway of the house. There wasn't hesitation in my steps. I looked straight ahead with my back straight as if I owned the place.
A loud knock echoed throughout the house.
"Hello, anyone home?"
There were muffled shouts from inside the house along with scampered movements. Maybe they were having dinner? I bet they are vegans.
After a couple of minutes, a big burly man opened the door. The man was at least 6'5 with wide shoulders and what would be an intimidating presence.
Holding back my strength I punch the man in the gut. The man gagged a little then slumped over my shoulder. Now, this would truly be an odd sight if someone saw it. A masked figure who is only about 5'9 is currently carrying a 6'5 burly man on his shoulder.
I wonder where everyone is at? In the background, I can hear the sounds of a tv show playing. They must be over there then. Walking through the house I hear a rough voice shout.
"What bastard was knocking at the door?"
When the man finished talking I had made it to the door connecting the hallway and the living room. Using my foot I can kick the door down with little ease. Before the other man gets up and raises his gun I have thrown the unconscious man at him.
Having the extra weight on him the man collapsed. Good, I haven't had to kill anyone yet. Walking over I look at the struggling man under the unconscious one. He was trying to reach for his gun that had fallen out his hand when the other man fell on him. Picking up the gun I aim it at the man.
Reaching down I take the unconscious guys phone out of his pocket. I throw it near the other mans hand while keeping the gun pointed at him. Honestly, I have no clue what to do with this thing.
"Call your boss and I will let you live"
"Who the hell do you think you are? Do you even know who you are messing with? You are so fucked when my boss finds out."
Sigh. Why do humans have to talk back? Beasts were so much easier to fight with.
When the man sees me raise my foot he noticeably flinches. He is a bit like me when I first arrived in Oasis. Placing my foot on top of the two men I start to push down with a little of my strength. The sound of bones breaking can be heard. Lucky this guy was unconscious or he would be screaming.
"Call.Them.Now"
Pale-faced the man picked up the phone and started dialling. After he finished I stretched out my hand gesturing for the phone. Now scared for his life the man eagerly responded. The sound of dialling could be heard until finally, someone picked up.
"What the fuck do you want at this time of night?!"
An angry women's voice came out the end of the phone. Weird I never imagined a woman to be the drug lord. Is that what they call sexism?
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"Hello to you too, I'm just calling to let you know that I have taken your weed farm. Ah I mean the one in the normal looking house in case you were wondering. I don't want to harm these boys currently under my foot. I don't even want your weed. I just want you to come here and do some business with me. Trust me when I say you will profit."
There were a couple of seconds of silence across the line.
"Who the hell are you?"
The voice this time was noticeably calmer. Huh looks like she can control her emotions fairly well.
"Since when have you had to know people's identities in this business. Be here within 20 minutes and bring £9 billion. I know you have it judging by the size of this weed farm alone."
Before the lady had a chance to reply I had ended the call. Finished with the phone I put it back in the man pocket. Using one arm I haul the unconscious person onto the sofa. Now free the other man got up and stupidly tried to launch a fist at me. Moving incredibly quickly I hit him on the back of the neck with the gun and knock him out. I place him next to the other man on the sofa.
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With nothing better to do, I had started to watch Tv. I was currently sitting at the table in living room. It was weird to have it here, but I guess they put it there to play poker or something.
10 or so minutes passed before I heard an engine come up the driveway then turn off. I could hear the sounds of heavy foot's steps come through the door and then lighter ones. Must be the bodyguard who came in first.
The door swung open revealing a bear-like man. Seriously if he didn't smell like a human I probably wouldn't even be able to tell that he wasn't a bear. Like even his hair is shaped in the form of ears. Each to their own I guess.
When the bear stepped aside a woman walked in. The woman had a good figure. Clearly some sort of fighter judging from the scarred knuckles. If you didn't know her identity and she wasn't with her bear you probably would have just mistaken her for a model.
Without saying anything I gesture towards the seat opposite me. Like a princess, she waited for the bear to pull out her chair for her. Does she have a princess complex? Is there such thing as a princess complex?
"You better have a good reason to call me here or I will kill you this instant." Her voice was steady and filled with bloodlust. Damn, I'd of probably died just by hearing her voice if it was the previous me.
"Don't be so unreasonable. I have a business deal for you. It's a one-time thing. No names attached. I don't even know who you are. I only chose this house because I knew it had a weed farm in it."
The woman looked to be thinking about my words. So she is cautious as well as a beauty. No wonder she made it this far in the crime world. Not that I have any experience with this kind of thing. She just seems like one of those cliches you see on TV.
"Continue"
"I want you to buy weed from me. I know this is probably weird for me to make a drug lord buy weed from me, but what if I told you I had 1 billion grams of it for sale."
The women's eyes went wide as I said the number. Even the bear in the background seemed to have a surprised reaction. Is that a lot of weed? I honestly think it's a lot, but I don't know.
"So you are saying you want to sell me 1 billion grams of weed?"
"I will also sell it to you cheap. Considering it is £10 per gram normally it would coast you £10 billion to buy all of it. I'm willing to sell it for only £9 billion"
Once again the women's eyes grew wider. That bear definitely fidgeted this time.
"Why do you think that I won't just kill you and take the weed?"
"If you thought you could kill me you would have already shot. These two were probably two of your best men and considering I single handily took them down you must realise that you shouldn't mess with me. It was a smart choice"
My voice was deep and leaked killing intent for that last sentence. Seeing the women tense up at my words I couldn't help but laugh.
The bear even went for the gun on his side when hearing my words.
"It's upstairs in the two bedrooms if you want to see it."
When the women heard my words she instantly ran for the stairs. Jeez, what happened to that intimidating woman from before. Bear just stayed watching me with a glare. What if I had people upstairs? He isn't a very good bodyguard.
Walking down the stairs the women nodded her head to the bear. Getting the message the bear pulls out a walkie talkie and starts talking to the people on the other end. Good god, his voice is just weird snarls.
Within a couple of minutes, I could hear the front door open and another pair of footsteps entering the house. When the man opened the door he quickly passed two briefcases to the bear before leaving. Then the bear passed them to the lady and then the lady to me. What is this? We aren't at some six-year-olds birthday playing pass the parcel.
Opening a briefcase I see stacks of £100 notes. Looks like all of it should be there if you include the other briefcase. Raising my free hand I point it towards the women in front of me. At first, she flinched slightly, but she shook it none the less.
After picking up the other briefcase I head out of the door and down the street. I wait until I'm far away from the house before activating camouflage and shadow step.
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Now I have the problem of escaping from the country. If I use my real identity I wouldn't be able to successfully escape. I need to get a new identity before I can leave. Surely I can just get a new passport and birth certificate made.
Taking off my mask I stare in the window of a dimly lit building. Checking my surroundings I close my eyes and spread my mana throughout my body. Sharp pain spreads through my body as my mana changes it from the inside out.
In the reflection of the window, I can see my new body. It is a well-built athletes body. The same age as my old one. I'm still 5'9. My eyes are now a deep green though and my hair is brown. High cheekbones and a strong jaw. I look pretty good in my opinion.
Walking past the shop I start listening to the conversations around me. It didn't take long before I find someone who talks like a scallywag.
The man was a little bit taller than me with a scrawny build and messy ginger hair. When he walked down an ally way I slowly followed behind him with a little distance. Checking that we were alone I silently ran up behind him.
Holding back my strength I pin him up against the wall. Looking into his eyes I active a skill.
This skill basically makes the person who I use it on tell me the truth for a period of 5 minutes. It only works on people who have a weak mind though.
"Where can I get a fake passport and birth certificate?"
At first the man seemed to resist the spell, but in the end, he started talking.
"There is a shop called "Antique Land" a couple of streets down. The guy who runs it is the best in the area when it comes to making fake passports and birth certificates"
After the man finished talking I used the forget spell on him. The spell makes the target forget the time period you set. This one has the same conditions as truth. It only works on the weak-minded.
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It didn't take long for me to find the shop. It took even less time for me to get the passport and birth certificate when I gave him some extra money and 'motivation'. My new name is George Blake with a British heritage.
It's currently 1 am. My body wasn't tired at all though. With mana in my body, I can go a week without sleeping. I've never gone a week without sleep though because I don't know what the mental effects would be.
Now the final thing I need to do today is boarding a plane to America. I'm thinking of going to San Francisco. Sounds like a nice place to relax. Probably would be a good place to train as well with the beaches.
When I got to the airport I was completely lost. I had only ever been here once and that was for a school trip. I didn't even pay attention to what was happening and just followed the teacher.
My best guess is that I just talk to the man behind the desk? Well, he doesn't look very busy at 1 am despite there being people rushing around everywhere.
"Hello"
"Hello sir, how can I help you?"
"Is there a flight to San Francisco anytime soon?"
"There is one in an hour and a half. There are only first class seats left though."
"That will do thank you. Can I pay with cash?"
"Certainly sir."
"Can I see your passport please sir"
The man looked a little sceptical at first but didn't say anything once he read my age on the passport. Of course, I cast an illusion on the passport and changed my age. The reason I didn't just do that for my old one is because the illusion is only temporary and doesn't work for everyone, so I just played it safe.
Surprisingly the ticket only ended costing me £7000. Is that a lot for a plane ticket? I mean It's not like I don't have enough money or anything.
I just sat and waited for the plane to arrive. I didn't have any bags thanks to my storage ring so it all went fairly smoothly. There was a problem when they asked for my visa. I just went through without asking and just used forget on them afterwards so they thoughts I had passed all checks.
This visa thing is probably going to be a problem. The plane arrived while I trying to figure out what I would do. I quickly boarded and decided to sleep through the flight.