A/N: Was writing this yesterday and thought it was pretty good. I tried to use first-person POV, but I don't think I did it right... Anyways, dont forget to read my other story and follow and rate. Peace.
What Would You Do For Revenge?
Prologue-Why Do You Want Revenge?
Name: Xearos Aveeno
Age: 28
Race: Human
Appearance: Black hair, blue eyes, six feet two inches tall, slender/muscular physique, incredibly handsome
Status: Widowed
Reason: Wife murdered
Previous occupation: Father of two, ex-mercenary, simple village citizen, married
Current occupation: School teacher, father of one, ex-husband
Reason: Revenge
2 years before the 'Incident' and 2 years and 1 day before I acquire my powers...
I was standing outside of my room, hearing the screams of my wife in labor, currently giving childbirth. In had my five year-old daughter next me, hugging my leg. I soon hear the screams stop and hear a little baby crying. I rush in with my daughter and see my wife holding our child.
My wife looks really pale, it looks like childbirth wasn't easier the second time around. The midwife assured me she was fine and I sigh in relief, rubbing my wife's hair.
My wife is Human, snow white hair that goes down to her butt, beautiful emerald green eyes that seem to make you never want to look away, the most beautiful and softest face I have ever seen, big, soft breasts that seem to suck your hand right in, a slim figure, enticing enough to catch both males and females.
I kiss her on the lips and look at the baby in her arms. It was a cute baby boy, inheriting my black hair and his mom's green eyes. My wife hands my son over to me and I hold him in my arms, rocking him gently.
"What should we name him? I was thinking of Jay. Does that sound weird?" Said my wife. I smiled at her, that name was fantastic. Leave it to my wife to name things, I am terrible at naming things.
"No honey, Jay is perfect. I couldn't ask for a better name. So son, how do you like your new name Jay? Pretty cool huh, and I totally came up with it." I said, smiling at him. My wife laughed and pinched my arm.
"Daddy, daddy, can I see?" Said my daughter, Cristina. She looked exactly like her mother, white hair and green eyes, extremely beautiful. She was a little heart breaker already. I won't give her to any man! She will be my cute little daughter forever!
I smiled at Cristina and gave Jay to her. She smiled while holding him and started making funny noises and faces, making Jay laugh. Soon, Jay started crying and Cristina handed Jay back to my wife, Cynthia. She pulled her breast out and fed him. I wish I could be fed too.
After he was full, she patted him on the back and he burped, falling asleep. Cynthia put him in his crib in our room and the midwife left, seeing that everything was alright. I put Cristina to bed and to my room. I kissed Jay on the forehead, kissed my wife, and fell asleep next to her.
I wake up the next morning to Jay's crying. I nudge Cynthia awake, and she gets out of bed to change Jay. While she was walking, I groped her butt a little. She gasped and turned around, completely red as a tomato. She may be 25, but she is still so shy and cute. Hehehe, makes me a happy hubby.
She picks up Jay and sets him on the floor. I get dressed and go to Cristina's room to wake her up. I walk in Cristina's room and see her cute little sleeping face, she is currently wrapped up in a ball of her blanket and all you can see, is her face sticking out, like a caterpillar. My family is so adorable.
I walk over to Cristina and jumped on her bed, flinging her in the air. She starts fumbling around in her blanket and gets up, pouting, and I smile wryly at her, so adorable. I pick her up and start swinging her around, she is laughing and I stop after I get dizzy. I get her dressed and we head downstairs.
Mmmm~, I can smell my wife's beautiful cooking. We all sit around the diner table and start eating. Today's breakfast is a bowl of soup with meat and vegetables in it, with a side of bread. I grab my spoon and take a huge bite, delicious~. Nothing beats Cynthia's cooking.
We finish up our meal and clean the dishes. I kiss my wife and son goodbye, while taking Cristina to school on my way to work. I am currently a guard, working for the village. My job consists of killing wolves and such, patrolling the streets in the village, and standing guard at the gate in the South of the village.
The village that I currently live in is called Thorst. It's a neat little village in the backcountry. Not unknown from the world, we reside in between two major Human cites. One to the North and South. The one to the North is called Oryi, while the one to the South is called Syrinx, and we reside on the Human continent called Frijöles (Pronounced Free-Yoles).
Thorst isn't too big or too small, but we get a lot of commerce. Most villages house 100-200 people, Thorst houses 155 people. I live in a two-story house with three beds, one bath, one kitchen, one dining room, one recreation room, a cellar, and a backyard. My family and I are pretty well-off.
My yearly pay is 5 gold coins. 1 gold could feed a family of two for a year and 3 gold could feed a family of four for a year. With my skills with swordsmanship as a mercenary, I easily got a job as a guard in this village when Cynthia and I decided to settle down.
A trip down memory lane... 5 years before the 'Incident' and 5 years and 1 day before I acquire my powers...
I met Cynthia on one mission I went on when I was 20, she was 19. The mission was to guard a nobles carriage while they traveled to Syrinx. There were a total of 20 expertly trained mercenaries and 5 royal guards. The guards had an insignia and their left breast that showed a pair of white wings behind a sword stabbed in the ground.
I thought this was going to be a simple mission, killing few animals, bandits, boom, done. But when I arrived to guard the carriage, I saw the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life, everyone was ogling her pretty hard, but I kept my face blank. Not showing my emotions.
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I assumed that with beauty like that, she would hate to be stared at pervertedly, and I should know, I don't want to toot my own horn or anything, but I was damn handsome. Most women wanted some of this and eventually it got irritating, so I always wore a mask when I became a mercenary.
When the woman saw my impassive face, as much as she could anyways, she was shocked. When she got into the carriage, one of the men came to me and said.
"Dude, how could you not be staring at that fine piece of ass?" I looked at him and said.
"Because I know how to act professional around anyone. Get with the program ladies, we got to move, get in the carriages." And with that said, everyone got into their respective carriages. I was in the very back-most carriage, alert for any danger. One day, when everyone was around a campfire, a man asked me.
"Dude, how come you always wear a mask? I have never seen you take it off for anything. Are you hiding something under there perhaps?" And everyone looked at me with expectant faces.
"Fine, but don't regret it later." I sighed and took off my mask, revealing my face. Everyone took in deep breathes and the woman was also watching me, when I took my mask off, she blushed as red as a tomato and looked away.
After a minute, I put my mask back in and everyone snapped out of their daze and blushed, looking away, EVEN THE MEN! Jeez, way to increase my ego guys. With that settled, everyone always averted their gaze with me, suddenly finding something on the floor interesting. No one told me directly, but I knew it was because of my face.
I told them not to regret it, but now I am starting to regret it, no one wants to talk to me. *Sob* Am I too beautiful to not even be worthy talking too? Much less be around? That might be my ego talking, but I don't care. I need some friends. *Sob*
With that mindset, I sat away from everyone when we stopped traveling to rest. I would grab a stick and poke things with it. It was the most depressing day of my life, but the woman kept spying on me whenever she could, watching me, studying me. It got creepy after a while, so I went over to her and asked her why she was stalking me, much more covertly though.
"Oi, why are stalking me? You wanna get beat up?" I said. That sounded a lot less menacing on my head. The woman jumped up, scared, and turned to face me. She was blushing so bad, tomatoes would be put to shame, I kinda feel bad now. No come on, if you start crying, I might really kill myself. To make such a beautiful woman cry, I am worse than the scum of the earth.
After that, we talked and got to know each other. I learned her name was Cynthia, and that her father and her were going to see her mother in Syrinx. I told who I was and how I got where I am today. But that's a story for another time.
Most of the way was pretty uneventful, killing mostly wolves and other creatures. But everything changed when the fire nation attacked.
We were in the "Forest of a Thousand Eyes", when we get jumped. The carriage was attacked by a group of 30 or so bandits. I went to go kill them, when the royal guards turned on us, and started to attacking the mercenaries. One tried to cut me, but I parried their sword and stabbed them in the chest. They fell to the ground dead, and I looked around. There were 15 mercenaries left, 3 royal guards, and 23 bandits.
I snuck up behind a royal guard and cracked his neck, killing him. I took his sword out of his sheathe and threw it at another royal guard, decapitation him. I was trying to kill the guards first, they were better trained than the bandits.
By this time, the bandits realized I was here and a few ran over to me. The last guard died and there were 17 bandits and 9 mercenaries left. I started running through the crowd of bandits, killing one, two ,three, five, nine. Soon, all the bandits died. There were only 5 mercenaries left.
We all quickly ran back to the carriages. Nothing seemed to be wrong, so we got in the carriages and tried to run away, but before we could, one of the carriages blew up. I looked around and saw a mage chanting explosion spells and fireball spells. I was carrying another sword with me, so I threw it at the mage, cutting his head clean off, not even blood spilled from his neck.
That first explosion killed a mercenary, so now there were only four left. They quickly ran away before they died, I grabbed Cynthia and looked for her father, but he was dead. I took Cynthia and ran to the nearest village, Thorst.
After the incident, it was said there were no survivors. We later learned that the whole scheme was planned by her younger brother to become the head of his house. After the king found out, he had him executed publicly. Cynthia's father was quite close to him after all.
Soon after all that transpired, we settled down in Thorst, with me being a guard, and later, Cynthia found out that she was pregnant. In later proposed to her and she readily accepted. He bought a bigger house in Thorst before the marriage, when we find out she was pregnant.
4 months later, Cristina was born, looking just like her mother. I was the happiest I have ever been in my life when she was born. 4 years later, Cynthia was pregnant again, and then 9 months later, poof, here we are now.
I was walking Cristina to her school, it was currently 9 am. We arrived at her school, I kissed her cheek goodbye, and went to do my daily duties. After it was 3 pm, I went to pick up Cristina and walked her home. She told me all about her day, what she learned, what she did, I was happy.
We went home, had dinner, and I fell asleep. Waiting for the next day.