The Fool Descends

Somewhere in a nameless empty valley full of serenity, where the bird's chirps are carried by wind stroking the vibrant and colorful flowers hidden away from man. Everything was perfect as it should be until...

The clouds picturesque clear blue color quickly wilted to an ashy grey color and a lightning strike descended as a monstrous ‘VWOOM’ filled the atmosphere accompanied by a shrieking sound like that of a little girl.

Once the dust settled and the shrieking stopped, A puff of blue frizzy hair emerged from the scene. It was our young manly hero Arc!

‘Im Alive?....IM ALIVEEEEE WOOOOOH!’ Arc shrieked in celebration of him escaping the clutches of death from the ‘Hot Bitch’ as Arc referred to the mysterious woman. Arc leapt up from the pit created by the lightning and in a fit of frenzy caused by the overdose of his adrenaline he started to shriek and dance as a way of channeling away the overwhelming feeling of ecstasy that plagued his body.

‘Im Alivee, Im Alivee’ Arc chanted as he put his hands up and started to dance like a maniac. Although Arc was out of harm's way and safe from danger with minimal injury which was a gift from god that in itself.

due to Arc’s overwhelming feeling to celebrate his survival his next actions would cause him would prove to be the deadliest.

He attempted to breakdance.

Despite never attempting it before he just went with the flow and put his hand down tried to spin or at least that was the plan.

As he went to put his hand down the fragile dirt weakened by the lightning caved in which caused Arc to land on the joints in his wrist with his full weight as his body was in the air flowing like how a kite flows in the wind. After the full weight of Arcs body travelled down to his misplaced hand.

Arc’s shrieks of excitement quickly turn into a shriek of pain as Arc wept out in pain and collapsed headfirst into the ground with a mouth full of dirt.

Arc from his excitement and decision to breakdance as a result of surviving death, sprained his wrist.

As Arc recovered and was gathering his belongings that dispersed along with himself in the thunder strike, he spotted a mysterious small velvet black box with a golden insignia of dragon inscribed on the exterior of the box. He quickly clawed and grabbed the box whilst rapidly looking around to make sure no one spotted him.

After the coast was clear and the box was hidden in his jacket pocket, Arc's infamous and hideous smile once again cracked along his cheeks as a small ‘He He’ evaporated from his mouth.

‘I Never Lose, not even to that hot Bitch’ Arc proclaimed quietly as although Arc lost all his haul filled with the stolen goods, he still got the treasure of a King class Magician which was often worth multiple large city's.

Arc was not the best thief of Nevajewour for nothing you see, as with a quick flashback to when he landed on the beautiful woman in the carriage would explain that as his left hands were conquering the ‘soft mountains’ his right hand was pattering around the seat of the carriage and as it was greeted by a hard object, Arc swiped the unknown object as he backed off from the woman and placed it in his back pocket away from the woman's sight.

After rattling the box and unable to determine the contents, Arc slowly opened the box from which to his surprise contained a sole yet mysterious pill which was pitch black but was covered in rows of mysterious white symbols.

Arc was entranced by this pill which washed away all sense of emotions and personality and only left him with the urge to consume the pill, as he grabbed the pill and the hole in his mouth widened in anticipation of the pill's consumption, he stopped.

Arc snapped out of his trance and stopped and placed the pill back in the box which was then placed in his pocket and he started to walk back home.

His reasoning for not consuming the pill was not some mystical reason like God compdlling him not to consume the pill as some may believe. it was because the last time Arc consumed a mysterious and unidentifiable meat, he got food poisoning and had severe direahea for several days. Since that day Arc has always been careful with what he eats.

Return

As Arc finally got back to his shed, he collapsed on the bed due to sheer exhaustion. He began reflecting on the events that transpired earlier that day.

‘Man... If it wasn’t for that thunder talisman, I would've been screeewed’ Arc let out in a hybrid of a speech and a sigh.

A thunder talisman was a magical tool in which Arc had liberated from a wealthy general's house previously. The object was a priceless treasure that could instantly teleport someone to a preset location. It was a onetime use treasure that Arc was saving for difficult situations like the on earlier.

As Arc was about to slowly drift off to a slumber, A sentence spontaneously flashed in his mind ‘The Kids’. Arc got up from his hard croaky bed and checked the time on his wristwatch, it was 5:45pm.

Arc raced across the forgotten realm darting by the other dilapidated houses and crowds of people till he got to a small building and stopped in his tracks outside and leaned against the wall to catch his breath.

It was a small school ran by volunteers who taught the local children basic literacy and mathematical skills. After waiting in the sidelines for the crowds of children to pass along him, he looked at the back of the crowd of children's and was fixated on two children in particular as a smile slowly emerged.

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‘Marcooooo, Sophieeeee’ shouted Arc with his hands clamped together around his mouth as a makeshift amplifier for his voice in order to grab the attention of the two children. He then waived his arm to the children.

‘ARCCC!’ was said in response by two children who scurried through the crowds of children to impale Arc’s body with hugs.

The two children who looked to be around six years of age were Arc’s adopted siblings. They were twin's, a boy and girl with golden blonde hair, the boy was called Marco who was brash and mischievous in nature and the girl was called Sophie who was more sensible than her brother but more cunning.

Arc found the two siblings around six years ago when he stumbled upon a dying knight riddled with arrows in his back and oozing out gallons of blood leaning against a tree with armor foreign to the land. As Arc was going to loot the knight, he heard a ghastly plea from knight.

‘Please...the children..take the children’ pleaded the dying knight as he held two newborn infants in his arms.

Arc was hesitant at first as he was barley managing to tend for himself, but the knight with all his strength held the two children up to Arc’s eyesight. The children who had golden strands of hair both huddled together with their creamy white skin that looked as soft as marshmallows began to let out cries, proclaiming their innocence and letting Arc know that they are just little babies who've done nothing wrong.

Arc was reminded of his own helpless situation and resonated with the children's underserving situation, so decided to honor the knights final wish and take the children with him.

Arc moved with haste as he heard the nearby trees rustling from what he could only assume was the knight's pursuers.

Ever since that day Arc has been tending for the children like his own blood, feeding and raising them through the spoils of his loot.

‘Oy you two, your pendants showing again’ Arc said to the two children

‘really is it?’ said Marco as he looked down

‘Ah ha, I guess it is’ chuckled Sophie

‘Come on now, you know what I told you. Hide your pendants or else some thieves would steal it’ Pleaded Arc in a somewhat condescending tone due to him being annoyed about repeating himself constantly.

The Pendants where the only clue Arc had of the two twin's identity as they were found that day with the pendants around both their necks. The Pendent itself seemed was silver chain with a purple stone in the middle covered with an insignia unknown to Arc.

‘You're the only thief around here Arc...’ Replied Sophie instantly with a sharp tone with no remorse as Marco busted out in laughter.

‘Ssssh you little shits you trying to get me killed?’ said Arc as he hushed the children and scoured the area to make sure no one was listening.

Sophie started to giggle and held both her brother's hands and started to walk back.

‘So, Arc, how did todays job go?’ Marco said eagerly with star struck eyes.

‘It was a load of hot pile of SHIT!’ uttered Arc

‘It was going fine till a big titty monster...’ Arc stopped his rant as remembered his special time squeezing the mountains and blushed bright red and let out a heinous smile.

‘Big Titty?’ Sophie said in a questionable tone

‘Never mind’ Arc said dismissively with his smile still reaching his eyebrows.

Home

The trio got back home in the dilapidated shed and took a bath in a local nearby river and then eventually went to sleep to bring the day to an end.

Over the next coming days Arc noticed an increased security patrolling the area most likely because of Arc’s exploits. Arc decided to lay low for a few weeks and after the heat died down, Arc wanted to capitalize on the rumors he heard of a wealthy noble moving nearby in the countryside.

So Arc under the cover of darkness ensured the children where fast asleep and set upon his journey traversing through the seemingly endless forest until he eventually reached a lone mansion on the top a hill, with the lamps in the window illuminating the night.

After by passing the laughable excuses of patrols and removing the magic stones that served as generators for the detection magic tools.

Arc scurried along from the seemingly empty and lifeless rooms which left Arc bewildered which made him question if people where actually living in the mansion with all the lights he saw on the exterior and guards patrolling the outside.

Arc knew something was up but decided to check all the other rooms first.

After shifting through all the rooms and discovering nothing notable to loot, Arc was left with one room with a colossal wooden door in an Arch shape that spanned almost to the roof, which was already wider than Arc’s shed.

Arc shrugged his head and thought to himself he can't just leave empty handed, so he opened the door by exerting pressure through his shoulders. The doors creaked open and Arc stumbled forward into a well-lit room.

As Arc crept forward there was a desk Infront of him and a chair with its back facing in front of a humongous transparent window which gazed over the whole forest laid towards him.

Arc crept forward carefully until spontaneously the door slammed shut. And a sentence from the seemingly uninhabited home was declared.

‘So, your finally here’ Said the unknown person in an amused tone. The familiarity of the tone sent shivers down Arc’s spine.

As the chair spun around it was the mysterious woman Arc met in the carriage.

Her red Scarlet hair flowed upon the table and her golden eyes where even more radiant than the lights illuminating the room.

This time she was in a military uniform decorated with medals and had her palm on her slender jaw and her elbow resting on the desk as she had a donned a playful expression like a child who just found her new toy.

The only word in Arc’s mind at that point was ‘Beautiful’. However, the words that actually came out of his mouth was...

‘Arghh Its You! You Big Titty Bitch!’ Arc shouted with his finger pointing to the lady as he walked backwards in an attempt to escape.

But ultimately it was of no use as with a flick of a finger by the women A surge of force pressed Arc to the doors of the exit pinning him like a fly swatted on the ground.

‘Ohhh’ said the lady as she walked towards the helpless Arc who was once again pinned under the sheer aura of the woman.

‘Of all my years on both on and off the battlefield I have never met someone as dastardly as you’ Uttered the woman.

As the woman approached Arc she leant forwards and placed her arm on the wall like a kabedon and moved closer with his eyes fixated on her bright red plump seductive lips and intoxicating smell of roses from her perfume. Arc our young hero (virgin) began to tense up closing his eyes as he heard his heart pounding away at his ribs bracing himself at the thought of a potential kiss.

she leant forward to Arc’s ears and whispered.

A seductive ‘So.....’.