Scepticus started walking back to his town. It took him a good while and by the time he reached town, he had been walking for half a day. He remembered the way to his house due to his body’s memories but only once he was in town. It looks like his body never really went out of town.

When he knocked on the door, Amelia slapped him and then took him in a warm embrace. “Where the HELL DID YOU GO?” she asked Scepticus. “Oh I just went to that forest there,” Scepticus said while pointing in the direction of the forest.

“WHAT YOU WENT THERE? THERE WERE RUMOURS A NECROMANCER WAS THERE! IT’S CALLED THE TWISTED WOODS AND THE MAYOR OF TOWN HAD FORBIDDEN US FROM GOING THERE!” she said before giving Scepticus another slap. “I was so worried, Devlin!”.

“Didn’t I tell you to call me Scepticus?” he questioned. “I am the one who named you so I’ll CALL YOU by the name I GAVE YOU” she said. “Ugh Fine” Scepticus retorted. “Devlin, tomorrow you better actually go to school. Just in case I’m going to be following you”. Scepticus walked up to his bed and as soon as he was close enough to his bed he dropped on it. “These things are pretty nice. I wonder what they’re called…” Scepticus said while dozing off.

By the time he awoke it was the next day “DEVLIN wake up!”. Scepticus woke up with a start. “Huh what’s happening?”. “School is starting you lazy boy!” Amelia retorted. “I guess I’ll get ready,” Scepticus grumbled. He picked out some clothes, grabbed his bag and then went downstairs. When he reached downstairs his mother ran over to him with an egg sandwich in her hand. “Here is your breakfast, my boy,” said Amelia.

Scepticus grabbed it, took a bite and said “Mmm… This is delicious. What do you call these?” he asked Amelia. “Seriously, what happened to you after you hit your head on that rock? You forgot your favourite breakfast egg sandwiches?” she replied. “I see. So these are called ‘Egg Sand Witches’. They are delicious” said Scepticus. “No, they are called egg sandwiches. S-A-N-D-W-I-C-H-E-S. Understood?” replied Amelia. “I see. Alright let’s get this school over and done with” said Scepticus.

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Scepticus took a step out of his door and felt a gush of wind blow into his face. He walked with his mother by his side. He noticed multiple people who were looking at him with enmity. He then asked Amelia “Mother, why are those people looking at me like that?”. Amelia just ignored the question and continued walking further and further down the road with bustling people. They finally arrived at school.

“Oh. So this is that building from my dream. I’m excited to beat Rick? Was that his name? Whatever, I'm excited to beat his ass! He was weak as hell after all”. Scepticus walked into the gates and saw the boy he saw in his dreams leaning by a pillar. “Ayy what’s up Rick?” Scepticus said. Rick was so startled at this that he accidently fell behind. “DO YOU NOT KNOW WHO THE HELL YOU ARE SPEAKING TOO?” Rick replied. This was a part of Scepticus’ plan to provoke him. “Nope. I only know you are Lick? Was it Dick? Oh wait, it's Rick. Sorry about that” Scepticus said while scratching his head.

Rick was so angry at this point that his ears became as red as a cardinal beetle shell. “Fine. Enough is enough” said Rick while rolling up his sleeves. He got ready to blow a punch at Scepticus but just then a teacher came in to stop the blow. The teacher was a bald man wearing sunglasses in those stereotypical adventure costumes. He was also quite fat. “I should be saying that Rick. Enough is enough.

Both of you, detention”. “What is detention?” Scepticus asked. “Is it a place where we fight a lot?!” he said with excitement. “Yes it is indeed a place where you will fight. BUT WITH YOUR OWN MIND TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT YOU DID WRONG AND HOW YOU CAN IMPROVE. Ok let’s go!” the teacher said.

Scepticus felt something wrong with the teacher. The aura which he gave off was one that signified he had killed many people. Scepticus stayed as wary as possible with this teacher. “Teacher, Devlin called me Dick” Rick said. “Devlin do you even know what Dick means?” asked the teacher. “Are you doubting me?” he replied.

“If I didn’t know what it meant, do you think I would have said it?” questioned Scepticus. “Good Point” the teacher said. “Devlin you have changed. You used to be so meek that this attitude is almost unbelievable. What happened to you over the break?” he asked.

Scepticus was dying with curiosity at this point. “Stupid kid tendencies” he thought to himself. “And where did you get that aura from?” Scepticus asked the teacher. “How many people have you killed? How many have you tortured?” asked Scepticus.

Scepticus felt his vision shift for a moment and then it returned to normal. Suddenly he could see and hear the souls of the dead the teacher had killed. He had regained his skill ‘Soul Sense’. This skill is very useful for fighting necromancers as you can talk to the souls and make them think you are in the right. Therefore they will fight for you instead

.“1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9…” Scepticus' voice trailed on. Suddenly he stopped and said “165”. “You killed that many people, huh”. Scepticus then looked behind himself. “Well I’m no one to talk. I’m no better”. Scepticus saw thousands of souls behind him. Maybe even more. The teacher then starts charging at Scepticus. Scepticus gets his battle stance ready.