It is very dark, barely anything can be made of.
Phize slowly regains consciousness in the dark place.
"W-What happened..."
He notices something wet on his hand.
"What is this wet thing?"
He retracts his hand and looked at his hand stained with the liquid. He was shocked by what he saw.
"Red," he examined.
"Is this..."
He inhales deeply only for him to end up covering his nose again from the stench.
"It smells bad here... what's going on?" he asked.
He examines his surroundings.
"WHAT?!"
Around him were children's skeletal remains, severed body parts, and large amounts of viscera scattered along the floor and walls.
"PHH! BLEGH!" he barfs to have witnessed something so unsightly.
He coughs.
"THIS IS BAD! THIS IS REALLY BAD!" he panicked.
He calms himself down, stands up, and explores the area to search for Pallitra.
"PALLITRA!"
"WAIT! I SHOULD LOWER MY VOICE! SOMEONE MIGHT HEAR ME," he thought.
He whispers, "Pallitra. Where are you?"
He digs through the corpses and skeletal remains of the children.
"THIS IS SICK! I FEEL NAUSEOUS... BUT I HAVE TO FIND HER!" he thought.
A young weak voice speaks out, "Help..."
"Huh? Where is that coming from?" he pondered.
"Please..."
The voice comes from the right corner of the room.
"There!"
He digs through the corpses.
"Where are you?"
Small tears come from his eyes.
"THIS IS SO SICKENING!" he thought in extreme disgust.
From the pile of dead bodies, a hand emerges.
"I found you!"
He pulls the child out.
"What happened he-"
He cut off his words and releases a gasp. He was shivering intensely from what he has just seen.
The little boy had a very bloodied, worn-out face, his shirt was torn and from his stomach, to his hips, a large apparent hole was visible where his insides were gushing out intestines, blood, and even the diaphragm can be seen.
Phize falls back and trips from the bodies. He cried in horror.
"AAHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"WHAT'S HAPPENING? I DON'T UNDERSTAND!" he shouted within his own subconscious.
Tears start to flow from his eyes.
He forced himself to calm down by saying a phrase over and over again. "I have to be strong! I have to be strong! I have to be strong! I have to be strong!"
His breathing was fast and it slowed down as he tried to calm himself down.
He approaches the little boy once again with a great sigh.
"W-What happened to you?"
"T-They t-told me... My... parts... not good..."
"Huh?"
"They... my insides... they took..."
"WHO? WHO DID THIS TO YOU?"
"W-Witches..."
"Witches?"
He looks closely at the child. More tears come flowing down his eyes.
"He's a goner... but I have to at least give him some sort of reassurance," he had in mind.
"Don't worry... I'll get you out of here."
"Leave..." weakly, he proposed, "now..."
The child loses all signs of strength, his lips were pale, his hands were on the pile of corpses and it didn't move anymore.
"Hello? HELLO!"
"CRAP! WHAT SHOULD I DO?" he panicked in mind.
"Pallitra..."
"What if Pallitra ends up having the same fate?" he wondered.
"I can't let that happen."
"I'm sorry child, but I have to save my best friend. No, the one I love," he said so with a firm tone.
He sees a light coming out of an area where it represents something like a door. He approaches it, opens the door, and takes a peek.
The room in front of him is filled with blood and viscera, though not as much in quantity, as well as butcher knives scattered and a table with chains near its four corners meant to restrain people.
"Is this a butcher room? I see equipment that comes directly from a torture chamber," he speculated.
Sounds of wood creaking are heard above him.
"Someone's here," he thought.
"Where should I hide?"
He sees three old open barrels.
The one to the right is filled with organs such as lungs, bladders, and such filled with blood.
The two barrels to its left are upside-down so he decides to flip them.
He thinks very carefully about what to do.
He hears someone coming down from the stairs.
"I assume they are gonna fill these two barrels with the same things, so maybe I should hide in the leftmost barrel?"
"Wait, what if they end up checking all of them?"
"But I find the idea of going inside a barrel filled with the insides of a person sickening," he complained.
The door opens slowly.
"DAMN! I HAVE NO CHOICE!" he panicked in thought.
He hides inside the barrel to the rightmost barrel.
Odenna, the fourth witch enters the room.
"Geez, Zagia is such a mess she wasn't supposed to kill the children instantly. Not only that, Hagah wasn't supposed to put the live children inside the disposing room."
"PLEASE GO AWAY! I WANT TO LEAVE THIS BARREL NOW! IT'S DISGUSTING!" he screamed in thought.
She walks to the door where Phize came out from and goes inside the room.
"Now's my time!" he thought.
He gets out of the barrel filled with viscera and quickly opens the door where Odenna came from.
"Another door?"
He inspects the room to see utensils and several kitchenware.
He runs up the stairs.
"WHERE IS PALLITRA?" he asked in mind.
He arrives on the first floor.
"A living room?"
A table surrounded by 6 chairs is near him and a door that leads outside is in front of him.
"WAIT! DOES THAT MEAN THAT PALLITRA IS DOWN THERE?" he panicked.
He closed his eyes and thought carefully.
"Hold up... I haven't checked everything up here yet."
"I have to inspect," he concluded.
The door to the outside opens showing Zagia and the second witch.
"Man, I'm worn out," Zagia complained.
You finished early, I'm just about to drop my load."
"OH NO. I'm caught," he thought.
The first grabs his hand and pulls him to a corner.
She chants, "Open."
A pathway appears showing a corridor with 3 doors on each side. They go to the middle door of the left side of the pathway. They go inside the door and she pulls Phize inside the room. The pathway vanishes a few seconds afterward.
"Zagia, did you hear something?" the second witch asked.
"Hm? It must be Odenna down there preparing our meals."
Inside the room lays Phize and the first witch.
"WHA-"
She covers his mouth to stop him from talking.
"Be quiet."
Zagia catches sight of drops of blood coming from below the stairs.
"GIRLS! Why are there drips of blood coming from downstairs? Did someone escape?"
The first witch shouted, "MY BAD! I JUST GOT SO HUNGRY AND DECIDED TO EAT ONE IN ADVANCE!"
With a sigh, she answered, "YOU BETTER CLEAN THIS UP LATER, HAGAH!"
"GOT IT!"
He releases himself from Hagah's grip.
"YOU! W-Why did you bring us here?! And why did you save me? WHERE IS PALLITRA?!"
END OF EPISODE 16
Hagah raises her index finger and places it near her mouth."Shhh. Take a seat down first."He reluctantly sits down on the old bed."You. You were the one who brought us here, didn't you? I remember. What's your reason for bringing us here?"She grabs a chair and gently sits down."Haydel, she was the mother of all the witches. Witches know most of the ancient magic that is born from this world and is also the creator of most of them. But people despised her power, so she was killed, and so were some of her children..."He wondered, "What is she talking about?""You were wondering why I brought you here, no?"He was surprised by her reaction."It is best to explain from the very beginning since I am very well aware that you would ask questions afterward. So listen carefully..." she continues explaining, "the main reason for our mother's decapitation was because of a certain spell, which is known as Perfect Immortality,
Pallitra is on the table strapped to the chains. "You. How did you get out of the preservation room?" Odenna asks. He chants, "ICICLE BARRAGE!" A magic circle forms from his right hand and icicles shoot toward her. "MAGIC?" She instantly dodges to the right and casts magic. "Magic Bullet!" Within his own thoughts, he unconsciously said, "CANCEL!" Odenna' magic circle breaks and fades out immediately after he thought of the word. "Wh-What happened?" Zagia and the second witch come down the stairs from the ruckus. "What happened?" the second witch asked. Zagia sees Phize sweating nervously looking at his surroundings, "YOU LITTLE PRICK!" "I don't get it... my magic circle disappeared. And I still have a lot of mana inside of me too," Odenna asks as she stares blankly at her hands. "PHIZE! ARE YOU GOOD WITH ROCK FORMATION MAGIC?" Pallitra asks him. "WHAT DO YOU
Inside the Phize's room, a large bulky figure inside the blanket is made out from the bed. A little boy opens the door and shakes the figure."Big brother, it's time to wake up."Lexia opens the door and enters the room."Did your big brother wake up yet?"A little girl hugs Lexia from behind."Mom!" the little girl gleefully said."Oh sweetie, you shouldn't be here."She leads the little boy and the little girl outside. Taking a look upon that large bulk, her face show hints of sadness."Oh, Phize..."She approaches it and then taps one of what seemed to be his shoulder."Phize, I know you're having a hard time and you can skip school if you want to. But you have to move on, I'm sure Pallitra wouldn't be happy if she saw you in the state you're in right now."She leaves the room and closes the door behind her. After the soft click of the door leaves, Phize rises from his bed taller than before with longer
The next day passes by, morning came, and Phize goes inside the school. He enters the classroom and sits down on his chair.He asked himself, "What am I supposed to do right now...""It's been so long since I've thought about my purpose..."He is reminiscent of what Hagah said to him. Her voice echoes through his mind, "...SO ACT ON YOUR MISSION!..."He looks at the whiteboard Hasha is writing on."So, I'm supposed to do what I'm supposed to, eh? Thinking about it, why was I reincarnated? Wasn't it a second chance for me? Or was there another purpose?" he extrapolated."Wait...""Why am I supposed to fulfill the request of someone I don't know? Sure, I'd like to thank them... but this is my life. I should find my own purpose," he comprehended.......He sighs. He tries to envision what he could do."All I had in mind was to change myself and spend my everyday life... with her. Now that she's gone,
He cries."God... I'm pathetic..."He stares at the ground.Inside his mind, thoughts of regret lingers, "I shouldn't have come to school... I shouldn't have tried..."Someone knocks on the door of the stall he was in."Hello? Phize?"It was Hazel."P-Please leave me alone for now...""I'm sorry...""What for... I don't understand why you should be apologizing to me...""You're going through something aren't you? Sorry for being so passive about it. I was just..." she stops in between her words, "...I was going through many problems at the time as well.""It's okay..." he says with a forced tone."NO, IT'S NOT! To be honest, I didn't feel much at the disappearance of Pallitra because we weren't close. But from the looks of it, the two of you were very close and something bad must've happened to her."He wipes his tears.The bell rings."Oh, the bell rang."Utter silence is
Inside the classroom..."We made a deal earlier that I and Hazel would be strangers until I accepted the fact that Pallitra is gone. Though with that said, I don't exactly regret talking to her, it sort of gave me... reassurance with myself."He looks at Hasha standing in front of her desk."I might as well listen to the discussion for now..." he thought."In this world, there are many types of magic, we have 6 major types of magic which are specifically Rock, Fire, Water, Wind, Light, and Dark Magic. We have some minor types and some examples of these are Creation Magic, Storage Magic, and much much more. But first, let's go into them one by one...""It's been a while since I listened to a discussion. Though I don't think I can force myself to progress with the case of her loss, I can at the very least progress, with something else," he murmured.Back at home, Phize is at the table eating with Lizia, his little brother, Lexia, and Vhint.
"B-But, I'm not really good at teaching," Vhint announces."I only know magic..." Lexia worries."That's alright!" he said with an earnest smile.Lexia sees the bright smile and decides to smile back at him."You're pretty motivated for this, aren't you?" she asks him even though she already knew the answer."Of course, mom!""I'm glad he's getting better," she thought."Alright then! We'll start teaching you tomorrow! You better not slack!" she warned him."I wouldn't dream of it!"Another day ends and the day starts once more, at a clear plain field only a few meters away from the hotel they live in.Clash. The sound of wooden swords hitting their blades is heard on the fields. Both the father and son fight. Vhint holds his wooden sword against Phize, he's clearly panting.He tries to provoke him, "Come on, son! I'm sure you can do better than that!""I am doing my best!"They stare at each
Once more, Vhint and Phize fight on the same grassy fields."Did you take my advice from last time?""Yes, dad.""Since he told me how to use my peripheral vision, it's almost like I widened my vision as a whole," he thought."Ready to put yourself to the test?" Vhint questioned."Of course!""Alright then, first let's position ourselves," Vhint declared.Slowly but surely, they back away from each other."Alright then, in 3... 2...1..."Phize approaches Vhint and attacks him with a slash, only to be blocked by his own wooden sword."Remember, your sword is your offense and defense," Vhint teaches.Vhint swings his sword to counter his blow and it pushes Phize with enough force to blow him back. However, he still remains standing.Once again, Phize makes another attempt and charges right at him while Vhint uses a downward slash.Phize swiftly dodges to the right and goes for a pierce.V
Hello fans! Sorry for the wait. I have been especially busy with school and a lot of personal stuff happened too. I'm back in business!... or so I'd like to say but that hiatus made me a bit lax so I need to write more and more to recover my memories of where we left off and the speed of my typing. I apologize for having no updates upon the series for months. Please continue to give me your support, give your comments if you'd like, give your reviews, I'm all up for it. Without further ado, let's finally give an end to Phize's tale. We're about halfway through so please bear with me until then okay? Thank you for your continued support! And thank you for reading this far into the series!
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"To make me say that would have to take a bit of convincing, I'm afraid," Phize stated."Not convinced after seeing my face?""Mmmm, nope. Anyway, have your parents visited you?""Just normal talk," he thought."Nope.""Why?""Busy on taking land domain. Both of them.""I seem to think I'm the only one with decent parents this time around," he thought."I see. Do you miss them?""Why are you here?" she asked."Yikes, she ignored my question. She must really hate me," he surmised, "I've got a long way ahead of me.""If you came here to interrogate me, I insist you get your eyes checked and get out of here. I might get infected by your miasma.""Can't back down. I have to set my status to be someone at least equal to her," he thought."Woah, calm down. Just wanted to get to know you better.""Well, I'm not willing.""We're going to be seeing each other for a few days or weeks to pass. You can't find yourself chatting with Qi or Trod only.""Ahem, I can choose who to speak with. It is so
"C-Cursed Child?" Taya asked as she got up."Please address me by my real name," Phize suggested."Hearing her say the name from her own mouth makes me feel like it's an insult. I rather her call me Phize," he thought."Wh-Where am I?""The doctors can answer that for you."They ambushed Taya.She asked all kinds of questions and so did the doctors."Don't let me regret my decision," Phize mumbled to himself.He left the room and peacefully walked in the hallways.He got lost in his own mind that he did not notice how much time passed by and how many medical personnel got past him."Hm… never imagined my thought process was capable of forming such inhumane thoughts."There was a slight halt to his speculation."Well, that might be the case when I do not refer to humans. She did not treat me like a human and as implied just now, she still does not. So, if she doesn't treat me like one… why do I have to treat her as such? I have no obligation to.""This is the path I chose. If I have to
Phize called for the doctors, and they scurried to the room.Once they entered, they saw that Vhint held Harris's hand and grasped it firmly. It almost seemed like the two were once close.The scenery could be interpreted as a person mourning the comatose of a dear best friend."Dad?" Phize asked with the arrival of the doctors.Vhint faced them with flowing tears."Did we… interrupt something?" Phize questioned."No, no…"Vhint stood up and stepped aside."Please… go ahead."The doctors surrounded Harris.Phize faced his father."Father… do you happen to know Harris? Were you close with him?"Vhint made an obvious excuse. The time it took to get the answer hinted at it."… I'm just an empathetic person. When I saw how badly injured he was, it made me cry. How a person went through such pain… makes me feel pity.""I can tell what he said was a half-truth. But even so, that reasoning of his is very endearing, and it is obvious he still has some demons to fight. I will respect that," Ph
Welson was inside the room he entered.He stared blankly at the book that was on top of the desk."Phize… Gratham… Drestil… that kid… how could I ever forget his face?"He remembered the time he kept punching his face 7 years ago."My daughter… I already accepted that it wasn't your fault. I already knew the truth by then. But why… why did you have to get involved with my son… OF ALL PEOPLE?!"He banged the desk.His breathing began to increase in frequency. This, later on, calmed down."How am I supposed to think you're innocent when you downright kill him?"He felt conflicted.He put his head on the book and placed his hands on top of his head.He whispered, "… Stop haunting me… Leave me alone… Why did you have to interfere… Get out of my head… Get out of my head… Get out of my head… Get out of my head… Get out of my head… Get out of my head…"He kept on muttering the same phrase over and over again, steadily increasing in tone and volume."Get out of my head… Get out of my head… GE
The children at the beach were playing with a ball. It was very reminiscent of the last happy memory he ever formed back in the past world. … .. . 25 years ago, in Germany. It was a very snowy day. There was a young boy who held the hands of his parents. He was stepping playfully on the snow that formed at their feet. All of them had red beanies and brown boots. His parents wore brown trenches and blue-green gloves, while the little kid had a thick blue sweater and green mittens just right for his size. The kid counted his steps. "One, two, three, four…" The family arrived at a park. There, they met up with another family who also had their son. They had similar attire. They nudged their son. "Come on, Ansgar." The parents of the first and second families met up, leaving the two children be. "U-Uh, 'sup," Ansgar answered nervously. "Hm? Why so nervous?" the other child asked. "I mean, seeing each other after school still really strikes me as odd… so…" "Ah, is that so…
On top of a tall and flat building, there was a man who had blonde hair, and brown eyes and wore a clear white robe that extended from his shoulders to his legs. He wore a necklace shaped like a diamond with a star in the middle, and in the middle of that star was an eye, made of metal. He kept watch over the city below."Such beautiful scenery…" he uttered.A man in a thick cream and brown robe approached him, who also wore the same necklace whispered into his ear."Mhm… Mhm… What? Wait, what? Could you repeat that again? You can speak up, we are the only ones here," he permitted.The man took a few steps back and cleared his throat."Ehem… I have received leaks from the mouths of the Alganists. According to what I have heard, they declared that Spellmaster was dead and that they were cheering because they were on their way to conquering the minds of the people.""Wh-What is the meaning of this?! Spellmaster… is dead? Is that information accurate?""It has been confirmed by two such