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In Monster Girl Quest with a System

🇺🇸Riley_Tyler
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One day a rumored undefeatable opponent meets the future savior of the world and takes him in as a disciple, however he has secrets that no one knows, some not even he knows about. * Ialso do not claim the production of MGQ as my own, I own nothing but my character and the ideas I use
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: The Beginning

It was around noon when he had woken up. He got up out of bed and walked to his closet and got out the clothes he was going to wear for the day, a green shirt and a black pair of shorts. After that he started the daily routine he had ever since he started living here about twenty years ago, ever since his family was slaughtered by monsters after making sure he was able to escape. He has been training in combat ever since he was able to live on his own.

If he had to guess how good he was in combat he would have to guess he was close or at master level in both the sword and spear, an expert at the scythe and bare handed, and finally he was at an advanced level in using an axe in combat.

However, even though he lived alone there were still some people who found were he lived and there were some people who challenged him, though none of the travelers managed to even get close to making him serious. However a few years ago when he went to the Ilias village, which was a few miles away from where he lived, he found that no one talked around him, except in whispers, which described him as impossible to beat opponent.

He was just wanting to get supplies from the village, like food and water. When he came to the exit, he found a young man waiting there. When the man, no boy, saw him he ran up to him and begged me to train him.

"I don't take students," I told him "However if you can convince me I might take you as a disciple of mine".

"My Mother passed away a few years ago, her wish was for me to become a hero. I trained on my own for a year until I heard the rumors of your skills and I was hoping you would teach me so I could live up to my mother's and my dream". The young boy, who looked no older then ten said. I was thinking about what he said, and finally I agreed to take him in, but only because I could tell he wasn't lying about anything he said.

He thanked me profusely and asked if he could grab some things from his house. I agreed but told him I would help as well. He thanked me again and started to lead me to his home. When we got there it looked like any other house. However the inside was something else. There were quite a few cobwebs here and there, there was dust coating the floor, among other things, I asked if he was sure this was his home and agreed but also tilde me ever since his mom died the house hasn't been cleaned.

I didn't say anything about the house after that and got to helping the boy after that. The last place we went to was what looked to be a mini library. I looked around and saw a couple of books that looked strange and out of place, so I asked the boy if it was fine if I took them with us, and he said it was fine.

However when I went to pick up the second to last book it shocked me and I tore my hand away from it. I looked at it again, cautiously going to touch it again, and it still shocked me. I asked the boy if he knew what was the deal with the book and he replied that he didn't know. So I thought about leaving it but realized if it didn't want to be picked up then it must be something important. So I tried a few things until something worked, which was wrapping one of the boys shirts in my hands and then picking it up and wrapping it in the shirt.

I was relieved that I managed to get it, even if I needed the boys help with it. I grabbed the last book, however instead of being shocked like I expected, it instead felt soothing to touch. I looked around and just put in in my satchel. I asked the boy if he was ready to leave and he nodded. However, when we got to the gate I realized I forgot to ask him for his name, so I asked him for name.

"My name?" He asked, "My name is Luka".