Ok second chapter!

First of all I want to thank the guys that have come over from my last novel. Thx for staying with me! Secondly I'm not sure how often I will be able to post a chapter as I'm already only a week from my summer vacation and have much free time. But I'm also traveling quite a lot this time around and not sure how much I will write in this time.

I can promise at least one chapter a week, but if also could get 10.

Either way Enjoy!

Chapter 2 Potato

This is the day where two kindred souls begin their heroic journey across the countless realms of the multiverse. One a mighty paragon who's lost his body and now lives inside of a beautiful ring, the other a powerful golem made by the paragon to serve him as knight. Two powerful warriors of justice….

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Fuck it only becomes more humiliating the more I think about it….."

The heroic swing in Zes voice broke as he cursed about his vile luck. 

"Either way, the faster I get away from here, the faster I can create a better golem!"

This was practically the only thing that held Zes anger contained right now. The hope to get some better materials to create a good golem with. 

"Ya hear me? I will soon get me a better and get rid of you."

Zes scornfully said to Christin.

"I'm already starting to speak with a pile of potatoes..

Sighing Zes could only 'shake' his head over the situation. Controlling Christin he let it move it's short arms and pick up the ring. Then he placed himself onto the golems head and used a bit energy to fixate himself there.

"Ok let's go, I think there is a forest in some distance from here. There should be better materials over there."

Channeling a tiny bit of energy into Christin, he got the golem into motion.

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Step

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Step

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Step

"WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!"

Zes was already totaly in despair.

"Not onto does this thing look like some Halloween decoration made by some three years old child that has seen to much modern art, it's also a fucking turtle?"

There was a good reason for Zes rage. As he got Christin into motion he had to realize.… that it was extremly slow. Fuck, the word slow was already not enough to descripe this kind of speed. Not only could it only move slowly so as to not lose its balance, it was also took 5 minutes to do a single step of about 10 centimeters.

In result it took them an whole hour to just get a bit more then a meter away from their original spot.

 Anger boiling inside of him, Zes had no other choice but continue in this pace that couldn't even be compared to grandpa snails of three generations back.

One day.

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Two days.

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Three day.

….. this…..

Four days.

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Fife days.

…… sigh…..

Six days.

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Seven days.

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It took them seven whole days to finally get out of the seemingly endless jungle of potatoes and finally reach some small trampled field path.

Zes had long since given up on his anger and the intense feeling of humiliation while riding his own creation. Completely silent he repressed his emotions and the exhaustion of anything that could once have been called patience within him. Not saying a single word he just sat on his 'prideful knight' as he continued his 'heroic' path.

"I kind of want to stop already."

It was an unending journey. Not because there was no end to it, but because Zes was sure that the world would already have found it's end when he finally reached anything that was not a potato field. In fact Zes already began to believe that this realm was made of potato fields.

Potatoes, potatoes and even more potatoes were ever he saw. Slowly Zes was sure that he had a potato allergy even though he had no body to get a allergic shook.

At one point Zes couldn't handles it anymore. The long suppressed emotions and the resentment together with the humiliation and his unending hate for potatoes quelled over and fuelled into the deep rage that had long since started to boil inside of Zes.

Anger+Humiliation+loss of patience+Unending amount of potatoes all around a lunatic person= Brain goes into vacation.

"Potato?… Potato! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH Potatoes!!!!!!!!

Potatoes everywhere!"

Well in Zes case it wasn't a brain as he had none, but he just stopped his rational thinking and did the only thing an enraged lunatic paragon would do….

He took all the energy he had accumulated and in one move channeled all of it into Christin.

There was no consideration what would happen after the energy left his control and could freely move in the golem. There was no though wasted on what it could mean if he lost all energy he had accumulated over the last two weeks.

He just wanted to vent his anger and who else but the stupid thing that caused his anger in the first place would be more suited to do so? More over he already had developed a agonistic mind towards potatoes and well…. Christin was made of them….

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Adding onto this, Zes had never stopped absorbing the energy at any point, the whole time was used to continuously absorb more and more of energy and store it into the container inside of his ring. In this manner quite a lot of energy had been piled up inside of the ring.

If you took the energy used to create Christin and called it one, the energy that Zes had piled up over the course of the last weeks it would be somewhere around 15.

And all of this energy was spontaneously channeled into the frail body of potatoes that Christin represented.

The latter suddenly stopped movement. Then it fell over and ceased function.

Only now Zes regained consciousness and calmed down. As he saw what he had done in his few moments of uncontrollable rage he cursed.

"Potato (Shit)…. 

This is potato (Bad (Stuff)), it seems that the formations on this stupid potato were damaged by the energy I send into it and now that I have no more energy inside of me I'm unable to repair them.

I also can't create a new one as this would also take up energy I don't have right now."

In the end Zes had no other choice but stay were he was and start absorbing energy again in order to repair the broken formations on Christin.

But what Zes didn't notice in his distressed mood and the frail state of mind was, that Christin was actually changed.  A faint glow was emitted by it's surface and if Zes would check it, he would notice that the formations that were broken didn't stay like this. Instead they started to change!

The energy he had just send into Christin didn't just destroyed the formations that made it move, it stayed inside of Christin and started to move within the still functioning formations, repairing and changing the broken ones.

The next three days Zes was once again absorbing energy to repair the 'broken' Christin.

In this time Zes had quite a lot of free time as absorbing didn't really required him to put his mind into it. So while cultivating he seperated a strand of his soul from his body and send it out to explore the outside world throught it.

He was able to control the strand of soul up to 10 kilometers around him and observe the area through it. 

Through this strand of soul he confirmed, that about 5 kilometers from his position there was a small forest and next to it a likewise small village with human inhibiting it.

Of course he was overjoyed by this fact, after all a human settlement should have at least a smithery and some materials to create a better golem to move with and adding to this there were humans that could provide him with information about this world and the energies and natural laws around.

But his happiness was soon tainted.

It were FIVE kilometers to the village. To a normal person it was nothing much, but if he had to take Christin to get there it would at least take five months!

Five more moths surrounded by the 'evil'…..

Zes could only shudder at the thought of this.

But on the other side it wasn't that bad. At least there was a settlement in the area and he could reach it through the path he was taking. It might take some time, or rather a LOT of time to get there, but if Zes had anything then it was time.

So even though the three days were pretty boring for Zes and he was surrounded by his greatest enemy he could cope with it as he had the human village before his eyes.

But there was one thing that bothered Zes besides the boringness.

There was one time where Zes had send out a strand of his soul to once again check out the human village, but when he called it back a strange thing happened.

Right before it was about to reenter him the strand of soul was actually sucked into the 'death' body of Christin!

Zes didn't know how it happened, but it was truly the fact that this strand of soul mysteriously disappeared inside of Christin without Zes being able to retrieve it.

Only on the third day Zes finally find out what had happened.

"Hello master!"

While Zes was furiously absorbing energy into his body to finally get moving again suddenly a voice called out. Zes startled and immediately looks out for the owner of the voice. Happiness rises inside of him. A voice had to have a owner and this owner would have legs.

And good quick legs were currently the thing making Zes get boners…..

Exited he looked all around looking for the owner of the voice, but no matter how much Zes searched with his soul, he couldn't find the owner of the voice.

"Master I'm here!"

Once again the voice called out and this time Zes was able to tell just whose voice it is. It was Christin! Shocked he looked at Christin like a normal person would look at some guy who is locked up in a ring.

"I-impossible!"

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