Nathaniel stood over the lifeless corpse of Sara. There was no intense fighting between the two and everything ended with just one blow. Sara was already close to dying so it’s not that surprising however her determination to kill was shown when she somehow managed let her strike through but luckily all that left only a cut on Nate’s right cheek where as his attack killed her. It was clear who was the winner in that exchange. “Is it over?” Nate touched his face and wiped the blood flowing from his fresh wound and like a red pill the reality of what he did hit him when he looked at his hand covered with blood. ‘What did I just do?’ He grabbed his head as if he had a sudden headache and his breathing got heavy. ‘I wanted to kill her, right? I hated her, right? She had to die, right?’ He then looked around frantically and only just now realized that the city was practically reduced to dust. ‘I caused all that?’ All he saw was rubble and only occasional fire illuminated the now dar
The situation inside the church did not change much since Nate left with the only difference being that the cultists were now seated instead of standing. They were all quiet as if waiting for something. “We are back” Some noise returned to the church after Nathaniel and Vincent came back from the outside and after a quick explanation that everything went as planned the vampire hurried to the front and Nate tried to follow him but was caught by Elie who was seated at the front. “Sit here” She pointed to the spot next to her and Nathaniel did not think much of it and sat next to her but he quickly came to regret it as she instantly glued herself to his arm. “Tsk...” He simply sneered and decided to ignore her for now. He was in no mood to deal with that kind of stuff and he was more interested in what Vincent wanted from him. “I see that not many of us are left...” The Cult Leader took a look at the remaining cultists. He counted less than forty people whereas yesterday they were
City of Tristam was reduced to ruin but not many people knew of that yet, after all only a couple days passed since the massacre. Even the nobles from nearby territories had no clue what was going on since they were preoccupied with demons coming to their land and by no means were they peaceful. Simply put no manpower was available to check on the city that was at the heart of the invasion. However, all of that did not matter to the people from the village called Eran.Eran is located to the east of Tristam and although it is only two days of travel away from the fallen city the village by what could only be called a miracle remained peaceful. Most of the people were ignorant as to what was happening since no noble was kind enough to inform them regularly. All they knew was that some cultists summoned demons but had no idea of the scale of the issue. For them at most those recent events were something to chat about during daily work. Some were worried about this but most did not as wo
The night was calm and Ethan was sleeping peacefully in his room. Nothing yet indicated the tragedy that was to come but for some reason he suddenly woke up. Sweat covered his face and he looked to be terrified by something.“A nightmare?”He grabbed his head and tried to recall what made him so scared but no matter how hard he tried he failed to do so. All he could remember was that he felt intense fear.“Forget it”After calming down a bit he decided to just go back to sleep but as hard as he tried, he couldn’t and soon a more natural cause made him leave the house. The village was way too poor to afford toilets so a nice tree often had to do even if it was the middle of the night.“Why is so cold?”Ethan complained as he was finishing up his business. He hugged himself as a way warm up as he walked back towards the house. However he stopped as he noticed his father, mother and his siblings running in a panic towards the shed. He was confused as to what was going on but his instinct
"I hate mondays..." A young man with messy black hair complained as usual. He appeared to be very sleepy as he was walking down the road. His name was Nathaniel but he likes to go by Nate. 'Why is this school so expensive? Tsk... I can't even afford to ride a bus' He was walking close to an hour already but that's everyday for him. What ruined his mood to the max today was the fact he had another exam this afternoon. 'Working during the weekend and studying for the exam in the middle of the night... It's far from enjoyable' He couldn't remember when was the last time he got at least a day off to relax. Ever since he could walk, he had to fend for himself and the situation got much worse when his mother kicked him out of the house when he turned eighteen. He had to sleep under a bridge for two days before he found something cheap to rent. 'At the very least my life will get better after I graduate... I hope' Nate tried to cheer himself up but that failed miserably when he notice
"...The ritual was successful..." 'What is going on? Am I dead? I am feeling so sleepy' "Welcome our hero" 'Hero? What hero? I am not a...' *** "What happened where am I?" Nate opened his eyes and looked around. He was confused since the place he woke up in was clearly not a hospital. It more or less looked like he was in a very luxurious hotel. "What is this place? Wait! My leg grew back? What the f*ck!?" He stood up from the bed and confirmed that he somehow had his leg back. 'My burns are also gone as if that explosion never occurred' "What is going on?" Nate's thinking was disrupted by the sound of a door opening. He turned his head and noticed a young girl in a maid outfit walking in. "Oh! Sir is already awake I will go and notify the Grand Priest!" "Wait! Wher- am I?" Before he could ask his question, the maid stormed off and left. Nate simply decided to sit on the bed and wait for the maid to come back. 'Did she say something about a Grand Priest? Am I in some so
A month passed since Nathaniel awakened in this world...He quickly adapted to his new life during that time. He looks and behaves like a noble that was born into this world and nobody could tell the difference, even Peter was shocked by how quickly Nate adapted. Of course, etiquette was not the only thing he was learning but some fundamental magic as well.If progress in manners shocked the Grand Priest then his achievements in magic almost made him have a heart attack. Not only is Nate capable of chant less magic but he also achieved the second awakening of mana in less than a month! According to him only a genius could achieve something like this in about 3 to 4 years.'I wonder If he would die If I were to tell him I was close to advancing again. What was the ranking system he told me about anyway?'Ranking system for mages is quite simple: first a person starts to learn some fundamental knowledge and is called an apprentice; he is not capable of performing spells at that stage ye
The Emperor looked at Nate with a smile that seemed to have a more profound meaning."You may rise""Thank you, your majesty"Nate quickly stood up and a moment of silence ensued.The Emperor was simply looking at Nathaniel with a smile. Nate in kind also stayed silent with a smile on his face, looking calm.After what seemed to have been a short eternity the Emperor finally spoke."I heard from Cornelius that you already reached your second awakening, is that true?""Yes, your majesty""The ancient records stated that the hero's talent is inferior to no one but I am sure that the speed of your progress is one of best even among the heroes of the past""I am flattered, your majesty"Nate was politely replying and the Emperor seemed satisfied."Well, enough of that. I did call you here for a purpose after all"After saying that, Emperor waved his hand and a pair of people stepped forward holding different items."I called you here mainly for three things... Firstly, I would like to off