Hello! Useless author here! I'm currently trying to rewrite everything, meaning that all the content in the chapters will soon* be completely changed, my desire to bang my head against a wall will increase and the synopsis will certainly get a little face-lift aswel. So if you had previously read the chapters or about to do it, just forget. Thanks for the attention.
*take note that the meaning of the word 'soon' is extremely relative, could be a month, three months, half a year...Dependent on my ability to write something of acceptable quality which is extremely uncertain.
Chapter 1: Night fall, Peaceful dream and Breakfast threat
In a cave deep underground, a hooded figure was forming complex runes on a transparent orb floating over his desk, one of the only furniture of the dark room beside the bed and the turned off lantern hung on the ceiling.
After a moment of drawing, with a smirk plastered on the lower part of his face he released a small ball of light from his finger, making it slowly float toward the orb.
Once at 5 centimeters of the artifact, the ball disappeared in the orb like a star being aspired in a black hole.
Being charged by the light, the rune on the orb begun to shine and spin lightly, showing that the item was working and bathing the room in a blue light.
Proud of his work, the hooded man tapped on the artifact impatiently and after a short waiting time, a deep and calm voice originating from the sphere echoed in the small room.
"Eins, give your report"
"Ofcourse my master! The base is set up correctly, we have taken control of most of the local bandits and all is happening like we expected.
The test subjects we released are giving promising results and we will be ready to engage the second tests session soon enough!" responded ecstatically the hooded figure
"Perfect, my dear disciple, i will let you do as you please but beware as to not attract unwanted attention, we are not strong enough to face directly our enemies, yet..."
"As you wish my lord! I will begin the next phase in the following week and the results will certainly please you!"
"So be it.
Farewell Eins and don't disappoint my expectations"
"Farewell my liege! Kukuh....KAH KAH KAH!"
Once the conversation finished, the light in the artifact dimmed leaving the mysterious man in the darkness of his room, laughing like a possessed
--at the same time--
The night was a bright night of late spring, the kind of night you spend outside, enjoying the fresh air and the light of the purple moon on your skin.
The breeze was cool but the temperature was pleasant as the afternoon heat began to slowly spread from the ground and the nocturnal animals were singing a gentle tune to the moon, enhancing even more the ambiance.
It's in this set up that two children seated on a bench in front of a little wooden cabin were skygazing
The first one, a girl with brown wavy hair, after taking a sip from her hot tea, pointed at a specific part of the nightsky.
The second one, a boy with feline ears, followed the finger of his friend until he saw what attracted her attention before shooting exitedly
"A shooting star! Quick Elik! A piece of paper!"
"Here you go" responded the smiling girl already equipped with two sheets and a piece of charcoal.
...
After rapidly scribbling their wishes on the papers, they then threw them in the little lantern between them which produced a flame powerful enough to light their faces and their vicinity.
Looking at the innocent piece of paper being eaten by the little flame they said "ygwoizs ail qezwyz
" in chorus before seating back on the bench, the eyes fixed on the comet lighting the sky.
Even after the papers were completely consumed they continued their nocturnal activity while thinking about their wishes for a little longer before going to bed.
If someone with a good hearing was with them, they would have heard a faint 'make him come back' escaping the lips of the little girl, faint enough to disappear in the breeze
Little they knew that this wasn't a shooting star but a bright, falling, human shaped object
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*SWOOSH!!!*
"SHIIIIIIIIIIT!!"
Fuck my luck and fuck you Landar!
If i see you again i will beat your godly ass to a pulp!
Seriously, why in the world did you have to release me in the sky?!
If was ten meters i would not have said anything but I'm so high that i became a fucking comet!
It's super hot in here, so hot that my vest is beginning to burn! I got it only fives days ago! Seriously!
I want a pay back and a raise of salary, and a risk prime, and being able to take a retreat, and a new vest, and huh...and...what do i want again?
...
yeah! that's it, i want a fucking parachute toooooooooo!
....
*sigh*
Let's see positively
I actually am falling like a rock from the sky toward who know where, what can i do that won't remind me of my unavoidable fate?
I know!
First let's exteriorise my accumulated frustration with the therapy of the bestial cry.
This thing never miss to relax me
"AAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!"
Perfect, like this i'm a shouting star...
Pfffrtt...hahaha
Sorry sorry~ i just had to do it
Bad joke to distract my stupid self: check
More seriously, what can you do when you're in the sky? Beside bad jokes i mean.
...
It's obvious ! Skygazing!
Hum, let's put it in a somewhat good way...
Ahem
Well, the sky is bright, somewhat.
It must be because of the almost rose light that come from the purple moon and the non-existant clouds to obstruct its divine light to bath everything.
In a way it's kind of breathtaking, seeing the whole picture of a big purple moon in a stars punctured sky.
If i was not going to die, i would certainly be lying on the grass and enjoying the view with a fresh beer in hand.
Really fantasy-like, huh...
I would bet that there is couples outside and that they are looking at the same thing as me while being lovey dovey...
....
Fuck you couples! You're cuddling and doing dirty things while I'm going to die!
....
Oops i came back to the purposely avoided subject...
...
Fuck.
Now that I impregnated myself with the night sky and that I reminded myself of my dreadful fate...
I feel the urge to...
Take a look at the floor...
Should i?
Shouldn't i?
If it's just a little glance it won't be a problem, right?
Fuck it, if i have to die, i will do it bravely and face death!
I begun to majesticly flap my arms to slowly rotate my body because if i'm to careless in this process i might spin and i don't really want to become a spining missile and puke my stomach content in the process.
"Gnn!"
New discovery! It's hard to turn in mid-air when you're not used to it!
Turn
Turn
Just a little bit more
That's it!
Ow
I have made a huge mistake...
And i wanna puke...
Because it won't be pretty...
This asshole didn't even make it so that I would have landed on something soft! It would have killed you to make me fall on something like a sand dam or a really mossy surface one meter thick?!
The only thing that I could see was a sea of tree with some light sources, maybe villages or towns. We don't care about villages !
What scare me isn't what i an see, it was rather what was under the vegetal cover, the hard floor...
Images of human mash are already filling my head.
BRRRRRR....
*sigh*
Judging from my speed it looks like I will land in less than 10 seconds.
Maybe I should do a decompt and make it look like something positive.
Like, you know, the new year's eve, Christmas and stuff.
...
Hum, Forget the decompt thing, my death is not really a happy event that I would celebrate like Christmas.
Now that I think about it I didn't liked this celebration either.
Oh! looks like it's too late anyway.
Just the time to protect this handsome face of mine~ and
*BLAAAAAAAM!!! *
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Michael, part 1: 'innocent childhood'.
*Twack twack twack *
Sounds of stick hitting wood ran across a place that looked like a training ground surrounded by trees
"You have to strengthen your stance Michael, here, do it like this" spoke a middle aged man in training attire who was holding a child with blond hair in position
"yes father! " responded the young boy hitting the dummy with a tired expression, a tiredness certainly caused by all the morning drilling on the innocent scarecrow.
*Thack thack thack*
"?ice, now that you are in a good stance, will your magic power on your sword, imagine that your blade is engulfed in a blue energy"
*zzzzzZZZZZZzzzzz*
The wooden sword begun to emit a gentle vibe of blue and vibrate as Michael pour his magical power in it.
"Good, you have mastered it quite easily,
that's my son for sure! Now, hit the dummy and release the stored energy on impact "
"Okay! "
*Twack*
*SWOOOSH*
*tud*
The dummy was cleanly cut diagonally and the shredded part flew five meters away
*pant pant pant*
In front of what remains of the dummy Michael felt to his knees, completely sucked dry from using so much magic power and from his intensive training at his young age of ten.
"Nice done son, with this you mastered the basic of elementary magic, sword fight and the mix of it. Papa is proud of you!
Now that you finished your morning practice, go wash yourself and put on decent clothes we have some shopping to do."
"Aye father..." responded Michael while he dragged his tired body out of the training ground sluggishly
"Hurry up, I was going to reward you with some sweets but if you're to late we will not have the time to buy them"
Light quickly ran back in Michael's dead eyes as he dashed in the direction of the big mansion next to their training ground with newly recovered vigor.
"So easy" smiled the father before himself heading toward a fresh morning shower.
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That dream...
A dream about Michael's childhood? That's a rare and really peaceful one.
And this sensation around me, so soft.
Mmh it's like if i was on a cloud~
...
Eh? A cloud? Where the fuck am i?
Wasn't i supposed to fall in a forest?
Opening curiously my eyes to scan my surrounding, i was pleasantly surprised by the fact that i wasn't in the wild but covered in bandages smelling herbs and seated in a bed belonging to an average sized room painted in white with wood furnitures, the bed, a bucket of water over a table with two chairs, a big chest next to the door and a wardrobe. The whole room being illuminated by the morning sun's light passing through a small window at the right of my bed.
So i got brought back, uh? that's good but what about my condition? I wouldn't be surprised if i had something fractured, or worst, after such a fall...
I carefully moved each and every articulation of my body to assess of my health condition and apparently everything was fine.
My legs were like usual, my arms that should have been torn apart are still here, my head isn't a bloody mess, my ribs hopefully are at their places and the most important thing for a young man was fresh and healthy on this beautiful morning.
That's nice
Landar, if you can hear these thoughts, i don't hate you as much as before!
Phew~
Being alive and unhurt is good in itself but why am i here again?
...
...I can't remember at all...
...
Damnit! Landar didn't say anything about my duties!
Think myself! think!
I was doing my exam and suddendly a thick fog came out of nowhere plunging the whole classroom in panic.
A second later i was in a richly decorated library with a man a elemental who named himself as Landar Ifdesy Zophy. we discussed about my life and others things around some tea and cookies, they were delicious by the way.
Then he said that he needed someone like me to do some jobs here and he showed me a contract which promised things like 'a quotidian allowance', 'Landar the elemental king may sometimes reward you with his services' (it sounded kinda gay though) and 'once signature of the contract, a wish shall be granted'.
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Having a wish granted was all i needed so i was kinda convinced by this lecherous job.
But when we were going to settle our talk about the obligation coming with the work an alarm like sound resounded in the whole room and i just had the time to sign before being dropped in a breach which formed itself under me without being informed of anything else. I could only hear a woman shouting something like 'SURPRISE! da-ru-lin-ge~' before being thrown in the nightsky
...
Nope~
Even if i review everything there is not a single clue about what i should do from now on beside wait for instructions.
I suppose that i should first thanks the people who brought me in this comfy bed then gather some informations about this place.
Yeah sounds good.
Simple goals are the best after all~
Pushing the thin sheet covering me away, i got up energetically, i survived an entrance in the atmosphere after all why would i be grumpy? And headed toward the door but refrained myself because i felt something wrong.
What with this strange sensation around my...
oh...
Where the fuck are my clothes?
In underwear and covered in bandage, i rummaged around the room to find something to put on.
My first choice was to go toward the wardrobe, a logical choice. Inside i found the clothes i had yesterday, a black shirt with long sleeves, my jeans trouser, a pair of black basket style shoes with my white socks and my vest.
I sighed when i saw the state of my vest...
The still newly bought attire was in a sorry state, nearling bringing a tear in the corner of my eye. There was burning marks here and there, the two sleeves were half torn plus holes and dirt were everywhere on the cloth. *Sigh* I hope that i can take it back to its original state soon enough...
After pulling out my bandage, washing my body, i'm still covered with a disgusting green pomade smelling like cut grass afterall, and after putting everything on minus the vest that i cleanly folded and placed back in the wardrobe.
*BRRRRZzzzzRttt*
A strange vibration sound came out of the chest next to the door.
What in a medieval world could produce such a sound?
Curious, i opened the wooden box and found that the origin of the sound was my schoolbag, something inside my schoolbag more accurately. After sighing in relief and opening the bag in the box with the characteristical *zwiiiit* i checked the content of the sack consisting mostly of school stuff and the things i generally used in my student job, it was removal man if you are curious.
A pen, a eraser mounted pencil, a note block, a calculator, a cutter and two rolls of duct tape, when i had emptied all of those the only thing left in the bottom of the sac was a black rectangular object, my phone.
The thing was in alarm clock mode and doing its job normally. Deactivating the alarm, i pocketed it after taking a brief look at the main screen.
7:04AM and 'no service available' was what was displayed among the now useless apps.
Still early uh?
Meh, let's see if there is someone awake.
After two steps, I opened the door and arrived in a empty corridor, around me were five other room's entrance, two at my left, two at my right and one in front of me.
There was not a sound in the whole house, everything was pure silence. Everything except the ruckus made outside by the birds and the loud snoring coming from one of the doorframe at my right.
I decided to advance toward that room, walking slowly and stealthily as to not wake up my potential savior and i stopped on my track when i passed the entrance of the room which looked like a witch den.
Inside was a big pot giving off strong cauldron vibes over a turned off fire pit, dryed herbs and flowers hanged from the ceiling saturing the air with their spice sent, there was two shelf filled with old books along with flacons of unknown contents together with hooks nailed in the wall acting as support for strange tools, a furniture looking like a couch was right next to the door and a desk on which was lying a bunch of unordered sheets of paper, a quill, a ink flask, a roll of bandage as well as a sleeping woman on a chair.
The woman was wearing a darkish robe with pouches and vial holders around her waist, her long hair were the same colors as her robe, pitch black and from here i could see little pointy ears protubering from the side of her head but couldn't see her face with this point of view.
Judging from the existance of this room, she must be an apothecary of some sort and the person who treated me as well.
It's not good to sleep on a chair, your sleep will be of lesser quality and your back as well as your neck will hurt, you know?
*sigh*
I made my way toward her, as stealthy as before and lifted her to bring her snoring figure toward the couch.
After all, it might be because she had to patch me up that she had to fall asleep in this position.
Doing it in the greatest silence and being extremely careful as to not wake her, i posed her on the matelassed surface.
From here i could finally see her face, she looked young but her sleeping expression still gave off an air of maturity and experience, giving her a strange vibe.
I picked a sheet which was rolled in ball in a corner of the room and covered her with it then i left this workshop.
Once i exited the room, i went in straight line into the other one in front of me and arrived in a dinning room linked to a little kitchen. The dinning room was furnished with a long table surrounded by ten confortable chairs and a windowed cabinet in which i could perceive plates. The kitchen was littler in size compared to the dinning room, there was a simple counter which the lower parts were made of cabinets, in the middle of the counter was a hole, certainly to put a basin of water to wash the aliments before cooking them, shelfs were nailed in the wall containing ingredients and spice, a stove using wood as combustible was against a stone wall at some fifty centimeter of another door, most probably the reserve.
*grumble*
Hungry...but there is not a soul awake beside me. Should i do as i wish, intrude in their reserve and use their ware to make something? It don't sound right to do it that way through...
*grumble*
the belly have spoken!
Fuck it. i will see if i can do something en masse and give it as thanks for the cares given to me.
Doing like if i was at home, i opened the reserve's door and thought about what i could prepare for breakfast with the things displayed around me. Noticing the bread, the bottle of milk, the butter and the eggs(it looked bigger than chicken eggs but i won't be picky) among the rest in the cold and dark room, i suddenly felt the need to cook some french toasts, it was a long time since the lasts i ate afterall.
I returned to the kitchen and took the necessary to cook.
I plugged my earphone, launched a relaxing tune and lighted the stove. Waiting for it to turn at good temperature, i wetted the piece of bread that i previously sliced in the milk then in the whipped eggs before stacking them on two plates from the windowed cabinet in the dining room. When the stove was hot enough, i put the butter to melt on the thing looking like a pan i found under the counter and when it was well spread i begun to fry the breads slices.
I prepared around twenty french toast before extinguishing the stove and putting the two plates containing the breakfast on the table in the dining room. These thing should hold for one to two day so this amount should be alright.
However there was something wrong with my french toast...
It feel like i forgot something... Strange, I'm sure that i have everything, the bread, the butter, the whipped eggs, the milk and the... sugar! Ofcouse! And to think i nearly missed it! Let's look for something sweet to spread on the toasts!
I went back toward the shelfs on the wall containing the spices but couldn't find anything looking or tasting like sugar.
Unfortunately tasting every spice wasn't my smartest move because there was in a pot, a white past looking like icing, curious i took a little lump of it. After smelling its sweet fragrance, i plunged it in my mouth and then...
Instant regret!
Heard about horseradish? That was the taste of this shit!
Gaaaah
Got fucking damnit!
My nose! It will fall!
Someone could please have the empathy to put me down?!
Argh!
But not losing hope, after my sinuses finished to be uncorked, i returned in the reserve and used this occasion to put the ingredients i didn't use to their respective places. There, after five minutes of searching and rummaging i finally found something looking like jam.
Happy, i left the reserve and went straight in the dining room to finish the preparations but apparently i wasn't the only one awake anymore.
Certainly because of the music in my ears i didn't heard the noise produced by the little feet belonging to the little girl who was curiously preying at the french toast.
She was older than ten, had long wavy brown hair, emerald eyes, possessed deer features such as long deer ears at the side of her head and a little deer tail swaying with interest protubering from her light green one piece robe and was so much absorbed by the two plates in front of her to notice my entrance in the room.
With a mischievous smile, i stopped the music, unplugged my earphones, silently moved behind her and said
"There are here to be eaten so don't hesitate to help yourself"
"Woah!"
As expected she was surprised, so surprised that she almost fell from the chair she was using as footing to look at the dishes but i grabbed her with one arm while putting my index on her mouth with the other, saying "Sssshhhhh she is still sleeping" and pointed toward the workshop.
With her eyes she showed me that she understood and i let go of her mouth before putting the opened jam jar on the table next to the french toasts.
"You can take one nature but it will be tastier if you put this on it, where are the thing used to spread the jam?"
"In the lower part of this cabinet"
With her little hand she pointed at the place where i took the plates, was there something like that inside?
"Here? thanks."
Apparently there was knives, forks and spoons but i didn't saw them. Meh, let's say that i was distracted.
"Are you the man we found last night?"
She asked when i turned back toward the table with a plain wooden spatule
"Yes it's me. So you are the one who found me, uh? and i suppose that the woman soundly asleep overhere is the one who patched me up"
I responded meanwhile i coated the toast with the jam which smelled like a sweeter variant of cranberry
"Nnh"
"You can have the first one as thanks then, here"
With a smile i presented her the improvised french toast.
She hesitated a moment but under my insistent gaze she quickly choose to put a piece of the toast in her mouth, a choice that she didn't regretted because directly after she blushed slightly while muttering a long "Mmmmhhh" of delish
It didn't took long before the whole toast disappeared in her mouth, making her smile in content.
"That's wonderful! I have to give some to Mya!"
And without warning she snatched the one i just finished to prepare before rushing toward the workshop...
Understanding what she was going to do, I followed suit to stop her.
"Wait wait wait wait wait! Don't wake her up!"
But it was to late, she already was moving the piece of bread under the nose of the woman, saying "Mya! Mya! Eh oh! Mya! Wake up!"
*sniff* *sniff*
Just after the girl finished her incantation the woman's nose twitched, her eyes suddenly darted open and she jumped like a beast on the toast.
"Swe-sweet! Elik what was that?!"
After savagely slaughtering the toast, the woman turned toward the little girl with star in the eyes.
"He prepared it" The little girl simply responded before pointing her index at me, like a beastmaster marking the future victim of his mad pets.
Only with that word the woman rushed toward me and pulled me by the collar, closing even further the distance between us.
Our noses nearly touching each other, i could feel her ragged beastly breath on my face as well as see her hunger filled eyes staring deep inside of me, Probing my very soul.
It's in this position that, in the most scary tone i ever heard, she muttered
"Where is the rest?"
*Gulp*
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