After bidding farewell to the ice queen I walked down the root covered path to my post.

Tonight was hopefully gonna go by uneventfully, I thought to myself. For the entire night, I sat at my post thinking about ways to get revenge on the people that had wronged me. I came to the conclusion that it would take me at least 10 years until I was strong enough to go back and wipe out that bitch that had sent me to death on the battlefield.

Right, when the sun was about to rise I saw a pair of red eyes in the tree line at the edge of the graveyard and when I started at them there was a bloodthirsty aura of a killer.

I felt the hairs on the back of my neck rise and my body flood with adrenaline. I held those eyes for what seemed like forever. Then my chest started to hurt and a faint glow emerged. The eyes were startled and retreated into the forest.

I bit my lip and forced myself to remain awake. When the pain receded I inspected my body and realized that my first soul plate had been formed. It had an old man in a white cloak on it and was nothing like I had ever seen before. I had a strange feeling that I had gained something but couldn't pinpoint it.

When the sun eventually rose and I walked back along the path and saw the beautiful ice queen waiting for me my heart fell into my stomach.

She saw my approach and spoke

" Why do I get the feeling like you fought a great battle and yet you have no injuries on your body?

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I was in a foul mood and responded with

"I was busy planning out our mirage noona"

She seemed to sense that I had gotten in danger that night she spoke in a serious voice

If you ever need help protecting your post you can call me over with this

She reached out before I could react and touched the area behind my ear

"In the past, I was a very dangerous adventure if you ever need help just touch behind your ear and I will come to find you" she said to me

Does this mean that you are my women now" I said cheekily with a smirk

I thought you were gonna get revenge and then come back for me she said while she combed the long black hair that fell from beneath her hood in a seductive manner.

I wasn't in the mood to be teased and trudged back to my room and collapsed on my bed.

I dreamt that night that I had returned to the slums and when I looked around me all the other beggars had the heads of monsters.

I slept the entire night and when I awoke it was approaching night time and I went to get a drink at the pub before I went to guard duty.

On the street, I bumped into someone and they said

"excuse me elder."

I looked at the man like he was mad and continued into the bar.

I entered and walked up to the bar and said

"Give me your strongest stuff"

He looked at me and said " fine your close to death anyway.

I thought to myself how does he know I'm a guard? And why would he give me alchol when I look so young

I asked him " what do you think about me drinking here?

He responded with

"I see plenty of your kind here."

When I exited the bar I questioned my sanity was I going mad. Why was everyone treating me so differently?

I walked up the bath and saw the beautiful and full figure of the women I spent the most time with. Her eyes fell on me and gazed past me as if she was waiting for a friend to walk up the road behind me.

I arrived in front of her and a layer of frost spread on her face and we both just stood there.

She seemed to get annoyed and pulled back her hood.

Her face was like..