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The Darkest Age
Mr. Fisherman

Mr. Fisherman

My life was great, I had a hero police officer as my father, a genius scientist as my mother and two little brothers. I wanted to make my parents proud so I got medals, high grades, licenses to make them proud and they pampered me so much that I had a high ego but when I reached puberty my high ego was so fragile that an insult would break it all down and the breaking hit came from my father, we had a fight about dinner, having fights with the parents as a teenager was a normal thing but I wanted to get out of there and so I did.

I picked up my camp kit, my savings, and my father's old pistol, I ran away from home but I was smarter than the other kids who escaped their homes, I knew how to avoid danger because my father taught me everything I needed to know, I knew how to survive without any money because I loved camping and went to boy scouts, I knew how to patch myself up when I get hurt because of my mother's overprotectiveness, I knew about everything but the outside world was scary.

After a month I wanted to go back and when I did, my father was outraged with me, he punched me and I punched him back, and then left again with some money from my mother, I cut all contact with them and five years passed.

I was now a fisherman, fishing in a rich vacation site, I was making quite the money too because every rich person wanted to fish and they paid a high sum to make me teach them but there was a unique person among the rich and this was the first time I met her.

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I was fishing like always at the docks, but that day I was bored of fishing near the boats so I took my boat and drove to a relaxed place, there was a cliff that I fished sometimes, It was a perfect place to fish, I arranged my tools and started to wait for fishes, and I caught quite a lot of them and while I was waiting for the fish I had a habit of sleeping. 

"Hey! You got a fish!" Somebody yelled at me, I woke up from the voice and pulled my rod, It was a huge fish. "Thanks!" I turned around to see an old woman in the woods, but my mouth was left open because I didn't think I would see an old woman wearing an 18th-century blue Prussian uniform with a cavalry sword on her belt.

My other bad habit was that I had an extreme history addiction because of my grandfather being a historian, even though I loved him he was an alcoholic man and a bad person but still his influence was big on me. "Oh my god, Is that a real 18th-century blue Prussian uniform?"

She looked surprised for a second, she started to walk to me and then I noticed her uniform wasn't a full uniform, she was wearing a black miniskirt and white thigh high boots, but there were more abnormalities even though she was an old woman, she was the most beautiful old woman I have ever seen with wild long hair and weirdly, red eyes. "You sure know your stuff, what is your name?" I was dazed to see such a woman like this, I mean I bet nobody had a situation like this. "Wilhelm."

My name came from my grandfather, he also had the same name as me, she raised her right hand, she was wearing white gloves. "The name is Marianna." I was still confused and left her right hand waiting and then realized it. "Oh! Sorry." We had an awkward handshake. "Sorry, I am just surprised to see such a woman like you madam." She looked serious for a moment and started to laugh. "Haha! I can explain all of this, first, I am a collector of some sorts and I like wearing this and my uniform as you know is a real one though I don't like wearing those pants so I wear this, second my red eyes, those are just lenses don't worry about them, I am not an alien or am I?" I was frozen, at her joke because at that moment, I could have believed her if she said she was a goddess, she laughed at my frozen face.

"I am just joking and third my mansion is there I heard your boat and walked to take a look, you never know what you might see, maybe a murderer, a smuggler or a rapist." I sat down in my chair to take a breath and calmed myself down. "You okay?" She asked with a worried face on her face, she must have been really worried about me. "I am okay now, wait you said you were a collector right?"

"Yes, I am." After hearing her answer, I instantly stood up land started to run to my boat. "Wait here I will get something." I left her there and arrived on my boat, I opened the fish case but I didn't store anything there, I only put valuable and personal stuff in there just in case I would get robbed, I picked up the old flintlock pistol that I took when I ran away from home and gave it to her. "What do you think?" She started to examine the old flintlock pistol. "A probably 1731 model cavalry pistol, I can give you one million dollars right now for this what do you think?"

"I am sorry but that pistol means a lot to me and my family." I declined, she looked surprised to hear an instant reply from me, she handed me the pistol back. "Okay, but I am a persistent woman, I heard you were giving fishing lessons right?" She asked. "Yes, I do."

"Well, I can give you one thousand dollars per hour how about that?" This old woman's surprises weren't over yet, one thousand dollars were my two-week salary. "Sure thing, let's start tomorrow then." And that was the first time I met her.

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Months passed, we became friends and learned that she was the author of the "Triple Age" series, almost everyone in the world had one book of that series in their bookshelves, It was split into three series, first, one released was "The Golden Age"

The Golden Age was about a fantastical world with magic, curses and other races, It was set in an alternative Napoleonic era, around 1800, the storyteller of the book was a young historian explaining everything that was good in that era.

The second series was "The Normal Age" It was the same series but this time the storyteller was the main character, he was a person named "Alfred" He lived in the alternative Prussia that was in an alternative french empire control, he was a normal soldier but his sister was the leader of Prussia, he explained almost everything but had a weak spot for his sister.

The third series was "The Darkest Age" This book was different, the storyteller and the main character of the book wasn't human, the book talked about everything including every bad thing everyone did, such as genocides, war crimes and much more, The storyteller and the main character had a life in the story, the storyteller and the main character met both of the book's storytellers and many thought this person was a monster, a psychopath, a ruthless person because of the things that person did and It was later revealed that this person was the sister of the second book's storyteller, this plottwist was so big that it made international headlines.

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This explained many things, like her huge income, her uniform, and her red eyes, the sister looked exactly like her but younger, she was cosplaying as her character, that seemed weird to me but I didn't think about it that much.

And because of her I started to read her books, the first series's views were optimistic and the storyteller thought this was their golden age, the second series's storyteller thought this was one of the worst ages but because of his sister, he changed his opinion to a normal age after all no brother wanted to insult their sister and the third series just looked like It was written by the worst person in the world and it wrote about the world's worst things but the third series was my favorite.

And the new book of the darkest age was published, Marianna gifted one to me before the release and I read it but there was something bothering me, there was a general that opposed the sister, he was a lawful man and a family man so to stop opposing her, she kidnapped his spoiled son and forced the general to work with him and when she was done using him, she killed his son and him and cut them to pieces just because she wanted to have fun with the dead bodies, after all, she was one hell of a psychopath But at first this seemed normal to me but then I learned about that general's name. "Thomas" It looked like an innocent name but my father had the same name, and surprisingly his personality and this general's personality seemed to match but I never talked about my father to Marianna, maybe this was a coincidence but I wasn't going to let that alone, so that day I called my home for the first time in ten years.

After having a reunion talk with my mother, I learned that my father was searching for me and went missing two weeks ago, this rose my suspicions up and when I heard my father last called from this lake, I was going to do something but I wasn't sure what to do so, that day I picked up my hunting pistol and picked up Marianna with my boat, we were alone fishing in the middle of the day and in the middle of the lake.

"Hey Madam Marianna, I liked the general can you tell me more about him?" She put her rod down and turned to me with a smile on his face. "I knew you would like him, let me think…His father was an alcoholic, he used to beat him and his mother and when his mother passed, he joined the military academy because he had no attachments left to his father, after joining the military academy he quickly rose up the ranks and married a genius scientist, he had three sons and the oldest one was kidnapped, that was about it."

Maybe It was from my survival instincts, maybe It was just pure luck, maybe It was my father's soul, I sure as hell knew from the smile she had, she did something to my father and I was going to be the next one, I slowly walked to the fish box, that was where I hid my hunting pistol. "Hmm…I see so what about his father's name?"

"Wilhelm, just like his son's name." That was the boiling point, I opened the fish box and I picked up my hunting gun and I almost turned around but I felt a sharp object stabbing my neck, It was a syringe. "Go to sleep…My dear Wilhelm." I couldn't resist her and fainted.

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I woke up in a cold metal bed, a bright light was hurting my eyes, I was tired and sleepy, there were ropes tying me to the metal bed, but there was something else in front of me, It was like a screen.

[Name: Wilhelm Rosellian]  [Age:24] [Race: Human] [Status: Drugged] [Rank/Job: Experienced Fisherman]

[Strength: 2] [Wisdom: 51] [Charisma: 53]

[Vitality: 10] [Intelligence: 102] [Dexterity: 57]

[Will: 66] [Luck: 9] [Agility: 13]

[Magic Power: None]

[General Level: Smart Monkey]

I didn't understand anything, I just wanted to get out of here but I couldn't find the strength to rip the ropes, my mouth was open but I knew I was in her basement, so yelling for help, would only call her, I wanted to take a look around but this big blue screen was blocking my vision and then I heard her footsteps, they were heavy because of her thigh high boots. "You woke up? I am sure you must be confused." I tried to look at her but I couldn't see her because of this shit screen. "Oh, the screen is bothering you, just say transparent." I didn't want to do anything she wanted but I had no other choice. "Transparent!" I yelled at the same time hoping that someone would hear me but this was a mistake.

It was dark but I was able to her hands, she was holding a bone saw and a knife, she started to walk to me and then I was finally able to see her expression, the most psychotic smile I have ever seen and at the same time she was blushing because she was aroused, but I knew this because I saw her screen.

[Name: Julistia Marianna Schwerzt] [Age: 602] [Race: Immortal Human] [Status: Aroused] [Rank/Job: Great Author]

[Strength: Max] [Wisdom: Max] [Charisma: Max]

[Vitality: Max] [Intelligence: Max] [Dexterity: Max]

[Will: Max] [Luck: Max] [Agility: Max]

[Magic Power: Everything]

[General Level: Goddess]

"Oh, you saw my charts, how embarrassing." I was confused about everything, her race was Immortal Human, her age was 602, her magic power was everything and she had a general level of a goddess? All of them were impossible and thought this wasn't real. "Bullshit, where is the projector?" She looked confused for a second and had a weird smile on her face like something went wrong. "W-What. Projector? What are you talking about?"

"Fucking psychopath, I am not falling for your games or your delusions." Her awkward smile turned into an angry smile. "Psychopath? That part is true but the screen you are seeing is true as me." I couldn't bring myself to believe her. "Bullshit! Immortality? Magic? All of them are delusions from your books, now tell me what you did to my father!" She backed away from the table, her face was pure white, she dropped her tools on the floor. "No, No! You have to believe me, I haven't felt like this since I killed my brother please, just believe me!" I noticed that this psychopath was on the edge.    

Luckily, my father taught me some tricks to get along with them. "I will believe you but first you have to tell me what you did to my father." She was crying while smiling, she must have been so happy. "Yes!" She pulled out a trash bag under my metal bed and opened it.

My father's body parts were inside the trash bag, that was when I lost the control of myself, I forgot about his teachings and just went wild, I spouted insults, curses and everything that hurt her. "I am that sister and I will make you believe!" She raised her knife and stabbed my heart, I died in seconds and all I could think was revenge.

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 I found myself covered in mud, I was lying on the ground with my face turned to the raining clouds, this looked like the afterlife for a second but then I heard voices coming my way, I could have escaped but I didn't because I didn't care about anything at that point, and then the voices see me. "Enemy!" They yell, they gather around me by the looks of their uniform they are Prussian soldiers. I look at them. "Who are you!" They point their rifles to me, I just want them to leave. "A Francian who escaped to join The Great Nation of Prussiania." They look at me, one of them offers his hand. "You sound like a Prussian and you look really bad, so I will believe you, welcome to Prussiania"

[Name: Wilhelm Rosellian]  [Age:24] [Race: Human] [Status: Tired] [Rank/Job: Private Prussian Soldier]

[Strength: 21] [Wisdom: 51] [Charisma: 53]

[Vitality: 19] [Intelligence: 102] [Dexterity: 57]

[Will: 30] [Luck: 10] [Agility: 35]

[Magic Power: None]

[General Level: Sleepy Human]

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