Grendall watched from a dark corner. He deeply sighed."This is going to cost us our reputation..."Eauvis continued, "With the knowledge that all of your parents have signed the form. That means they agree to participate in this activity as well as the fact that the activity starts now.""WHAT? MOM REALLY SIGNED SOMETHING THIS CRAZY? MOM, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" Phize panicked."I will be calling the team numbers one by one. The people associated with said group MUST go down the auditorium and Miss Hasha here *he points to Hasha who is beside him* and she will be providing you with the necessary equipment to prepare you for this wondrous event."He cleared his throat and began calling, "TEAM 1!"4 people stood up from the stadium and went down the stairs. This went on for quite a while."TEAM 109!"Phize was silently waiting for his number to be spoken out."TEAM 156!"4 more students went down the stairs. He looked cautiously around his surroundings."This is making me nervous," he
"OKAY! OKAY! Since none of us can decide who's leader, then how about we decide upon it with a game of chance," Hazel proposed. "I say arm wrestling," Trif replied. "Dumbass, you'll win. That's unfair." "ALRIGHT! LET'S JUST POINT AT THE PERSON WE WANT THE MOST TO BE THE LEADER!" Phize yelled. They nodded in agreement since they were already in dire need of a leader. They pointed to whoever they wanted to be a leader. Phize pointed at Hazel, but she pointed at Trif since she realized that Phize may still be suffering from trauma. Trif pointed at himself, but Lili pointed at Phize since she believed Trif was more ill-mannered to his teammates and Hazel as someone she thought was quite dumb because of how easily she was manipulated from the competition. Of course, Hazel herself harbored feelings of anger toward Lili for doing such an act. However, she was still displeased with the results of the proposed way. "AHHH! THIS IS GETTING NOWHERE! LET'S JUST DO THE ARM WRESTLING!" They ju
"We've been avoiding confronting each other for a few days now, I've had it. Hazel, err, Ansgar, how did you get here? What happened back in Germany? Why are you with me right now?" Phize asked her.She didn't answer him, she simply stared at him until she suddenly walked and stood beside him. She sighed."I didn't want to reveal this, but I guess nothing stays secret forever, does it?"She looked at the ceiling then she began speaking, "My name was Angar Wegener, son of Luitpold Wegener and Anika Wegener. When I was a child, I had no particular interest in any activity, this continued on for a few years till I was age 4. I stumbled upon a game, though, I don't remember what exactly it was, it gave me pleasure, and it was the only thing that I could have an interest in."He listened carefully to her backstory.She continued, "Then at age 5, I met you. I saw you being shunned by your hobby and such, but I found it fascinating on my end, I hoped we could've been partners, where you were
"I feel relieved. She came out to me. But now that I know what she went through, I'm not sure what to say. Heck, what is any person supposed to say in a situation like this?" Phize wondered. He thought for a while, then he came up with what to say, or at least, what was safe to say. "Don't worry. They can't hurt you... us... anymore. We live in a different world now. God has given us a second chance to live. What we couldn't have before, He gave to us in this world." "Yeah." ... .. . "CRAP! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY NOW?" he panicked. He scratched his head, Hazel noticed the awkward atmosphere and decided to ease the tension with a laugh. "Eh? Why are you laughing?" he asked. "No particular reason, I simply laughed out of joy." Because of her action, he was able to think of the appropriate thing to say. "Um, Hazel, or err... Ansgar? Which should I call you?" "Hmmm, call me Hazel now, I've been called like that for a few years now and it's not gonna change anytime soon, so
The next day went by. Inside their room, Trif woke up Phize in a quite violent manner, particularly casting a water spell on his face. "BWEH!" "Wake up. It's time to work," Trif told him. "Did you have to drown me in water?" "So the best quest I got today, was..." "He ignored me," Phize thought. He continued, "We're gonna be hunting for the Thysine Rose. It's found near the Trees of Diverse Nature, which is around two cities to our north. According to our client, its contents aim to cure Inmagilation." "Inmagilation? Are you sure you didn't mishear it as "imagination"?" "No, Inmagilation is a case of insufficient mana flowing in a person's body, be it more or less than enough. Its symptoms include headaches, nausea, and extreme fatigue. It's a common thing in those who use magic, yet you don't know even that?" "Okay, okay, Mr. Smartypants, you can take the crown." "Moving on, these are one of the main ingredients of a Mana Potion. So if we manage to bring back more than enou
Spellmaster was furious at them."What do you want from us?" he asked.Tara completely ignored him and commanded her men, "FIRE!"She pointed at him and hordes of bows were shot at him.He showed no fear and stepped forward.He pointed towards the arrows and chanted a spell, "Blast."From his pointer, a large surge of energy blasted the arrows into oblivion. However, the bandits were persistent, the moment the arrows were gone, they charged and ran after him.He sighed, "I will warn you all one last time. If you do not withdraw now, I will kill all of you without remorse."They did not heed his threat and continued to pursue him, closing in their distance by the minute."This is my last warning. Leave now," he told them.Again, they ignored him."I warned you..."He closed his eyes and after a few seconds, he opened his eyes once more.He chanted, "Groundbreaking Madness."His subordinates spaced away from him and then he punched the ground as hard as he can. His punch formed a crack
Back when Spellmaster was fighting Tara's group, Phize and his group arrived at the city of Yato. It was in a way... quite industrial. In each corner, there was a factory. There were also small-scale buildings made of concrete. The overall tone of the place was quite grim."You know, this could've been a much better place to stay in," Trif stated."Too bad, I don't think there are any guilds here," Lili clarified."It almost looks like the Industrial Revolution. It seems this is a place where they take building and trading as their first priority. Judging from the loads of products I can see," Phize grasped.There were men and women moving carts everywhere, they had vegetables like carrots, eggplant, and corn."Hey, maybe we can buy something here?" Hazel suggested."I'm not sure," Trif replied."We should try. We don't even have iron swords," Phize grasped."Do we even have enough money?" he asked."How about this... let's check out their prices. If their prices happen to be low..."
Phize and his team went out of the store and he held two bronze swords and 2 shields. The bronze swords looked cheap and the 2 shields had a wooden interior with a metallic outline."So a bronze sword cost 5 Fers and a shield cost 2.50 Fers," Trif stated."Yeah. We're all out of money," Phize said."I'm taking a sword and shield."He yoinked the sword and shield from him."HEY! YOU CAN'T JUST TAKE THAT! WE'LL DECIDE AS A TEAM!""In case you haven't noticed, I barely care about this team and am only helping when it benefits me. Call me selfish if you will, brat."Phize was triggered inside, "WHY YOU?!""That's fine, I don't really need a sword or shield. At the very least, using a shield just isn't my style," Hazel said to him in consideration."I see then. Lili, would you like a shield or a sword?""Neither. I'm relying on my magic," she answered confidently."I guess I get both, then,"He helped himself with the remaining equipment."Alright, enough exploring. We should start on our
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!
Guys, I really apologize for not updating for so long. My parents do not allow me to write, and it's a lot harder especially since I'm in high school, so I have to focus a bit more on my studies. However, that doesn't mean I'm abandoning this series or the other, it's just on hold. I'm unsure if I can update at the same time as Mob, but I will try to update in summer as well, so please look forward to it. Please continue to follow my series and follow my twitter if you can. You can simply search my author name and it pops up. Thank you for understanding! And that is all for now!
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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