Ian and his party were currently staying in the tribal people's village. After they sorted out the initial misunderstanding that they had about each other, they decided to party all night to forget about the bad stuff.While Ian was busy informing the chief about what was happening in the outside world, time passed and morning arrived before the two even realised.Since they were drinking and eating snacks the whole night, Ian felt tipsy by the time morning came. The two of them were the only ones awake by that time, everyone else deep asleep. After the chief also fell asleep losing the fight against the alcohol and drowsiness, Ian was the only one standing. He pondered for a moment whether he should also take a nap but then decided against it."Someone should stay awake.. "He mumbled under his breath, cheeks flushing red as an effect to the alcohol. He could easily flush it out if he wanted to but the feeling of getting drunk after so long got to him. Noah used to be a regular dr
Drunk Ian. That's it. That's what was happening. As Louis looked at those hazy eyes looking up in his direction, along with the thick smell of alcohol coming from all over Ian, he could tell instantly that Ian was drunk."Brother...?""Just how much did he drink..?"Louis wasn't moving since he still had the stick stuck to his neck, and didn't know how Ian would react to his movements. Ash sighed as he looked at the dozens of empty beer pot beside Ian. "Should we wake the other's up?"Louis asked, still frozen in place. After looking at the situation for a second time, Ash actually found it quite funny. Louis could hear a small snicker ringing behind him."You.. you're really laughing?""Don't move.. pfft.. That stick.. It might pierce your..pfft.. ""Ah really! Brother! Wake up!"Louis shouted in frustration as he looked at Ian. He wasn't particularly afraid of the stick actually. And it looked like his screaming did do something, seeing as the haze in Ian's eyes cleared a little.
Superheroes. Everyone knows more or less what they are.Those amazing, powerful, morally correct human beings that save people in distress while punishing the villains.They're the cool guys. The ideal human, the obedient son, the supportive friend and the loyal partner. They never mess up. Noah wasn't like that. He was anything but a superhero. He had way too many flaws to even call him a decent human. He didn't have any parents to show his obedience to, neither any friends he could die for, or any human who he could call a partner for life. His life was always the opposite actually, the parents died in a car accident while trying to save him and his brother.He received his brothers and friends help for years as he learned to stand on his feet and when it was finally time to give them back what he received, no one was there anymore.The brother loved him enough to die for him, his friends sacrificed their body, soul and future to aid in his goals.The only thing Noah knew by the
Ian was out of his mind. He could barely recognise Ash and the others and separate them from enemy to friends. The only other thing he did was chain himself to the ground when he heard the word drunk, like a relfex or trigger word. But that's all he could do. His brain cell didn't allow him to process anything other than that. And the only drunken habit he had was protecting the people around him. So when Erza appeared out of nowhere and surprised or shocked the members of his party, Ian didn't really have enough data to register her presence. If she were to attack them or show hostility, then that'd be a complete different case. Ash and the other's were subconsciously hiding Ian behind their back when they realised someone who wasn't welcome was present there. They didn't exactly have any deep bond with her afterall. She was just a women Ian knew and someone Ian seemed to favour."Why are you here?""And since when have you been following us?"Ash and Louis stepped forward and
"Umm.. We'll give it back..""Yes..""Just not right now..""I can see why..""We ask for your understanding.""No, it's fine.. Really. "Ash, Louis and Erza. They were talking about the shaft in Ian's arm, the stick he was holding onto for dear life. Erza didn't mind. She didn't think Ian was the type to run away with her father's stuff. Even though they knew each other only for a while, she found him at least that much credible."Is it alright if I stay though?"She asked. She actually wanted to stay and watch what else Ian was going to do while drunk. She found it quite amusing. "Um.. yes.. I'll grab you a chair."They were already back at their camping spot. The camps that they had set up yesterday, and even the food and bed, everything was left as they were. She looked around and observed the many new and unique things that she had never seen before. Some were new to her while common in their world, just because their tribe had no contact with the outside world.But some were
Warning: Description of accidental Self-harm"Soft"Ian mumbled as he brushed his hand through Henry's hair. The way his crumpled up brows softened and his posture loosened, it was clear he was letting his guard down. Everyone was relieved watching his reaction. But there was one problem. They didn't know how long this was going to last. "We should prepare lunch.. "Amber suggested out of nowhere. And although it seemed a little out of place, truth be said, all of them were more or less hungry by now. They had already missed breakfast and it was almost lunchtime. Ian always kept them in a regular routine and fed them three major meals a day along with lots of snacks. So even if their body didn't necessarily need food, they'd always get hungry when the time to eat came. It was more of a psychological thing rather than physical. "Yeah.. Brother should be hungry too.. Right, brother?"Louis asked, expecting to be ignored. To his consolation, Ian at least looked at him. "But what a
"Brother!""That's not what I meant!"Both Louis and Arthur grabbed Ian's hands from each side as they shouted. Ash hurriedly took out a healing potion and poured it over Ian's bleeding wrist hoping that the wound won't leave a scar. Louis on the other hand snatched the rock away from Ian's hand and kicked it far away from them. He wanted to smash it to dust but now wasn't the time."He's really drunk.. I think we should find a method to sober him up now."Erza finally came out of her stunned state and commented. It was all fun and games until now as they saw the drunk Ian pulling strange moves, but she didn't like it at the least how he injured himself so unhesitatingly. 'He didn't even flinch.'She remembered how smooth Ian was while cutting his own wrist and how he kept staring at the blood dripping down from his arm without blinking an eye. It was uncomfortable to watch. "Yes.. It's all my fault.. I wanted to see brother drunk..""No.. We also supported your choice so the faul
"Brother.. Are you crazy?!?"Ash asked as he looked at Ian innocently tilting his head. That was the only conclusion he could come to after listening to Ian's explanation.Of course, the truth was far from that. The only reason Ian was going so far to stop Ash from absorbing other living beings vitality had to do with halting Ash's growth. Not his physical growth, neither was it the growth of his strength, but his growth as a demkn. Demon's were a race that grew strong by feeding on negative emotions. The more bad energy they absorbed, the stronger they'll get. But that didn't always mean a good thing. The energy they absorbed also affected their own mind and actions. For example, the Demon King had to be the one with the strongest power in the demonic realm, meaning he must've absorbed the most amount of negative vitality. And that also meant that he was the most sinister and vile existence in that world.The stronger a demon was, the more evil they became. Ian didn't want that. H