The Sun rise up over a mountain and a small figure who can been seen running at around thrity-five miles per hour. This figure is no other than Erik who is now fifteen is now running up and downing a mountain with weights on his legs to better his endurance. He stops at the base of the mountain and pulls out a drinking pouch and hydrated himself.
"VICKI show me my status." asked Erik.
{Right Away Sir} said VICKI.
Name: Erik
Age: 15
HP: 270
Stamina: 180/240
Intelligence: 131
Strength: 331
Speed: 196
Durability: 141
System Level: 2
System Points: 36
Skills: Enhanced Strength, Speed, Intelligence, Durability, Perception, Awareness, Stealth, Bloodlust and Summon
//Main Mission//
Take Over World and Develop It Similar To Earth
Time Limit: Until Host Dies
Erik mulled over his stats and saw that he only gained a few levels in his stats from training but gained a large sum when he aged. It was similar to leveling up, but in Kentron a full year wasn't 365 days but 400 days.
Erik now took off from the base of the mountain back to the Phoenix Clan Village.
As he arrived back at the village he was welcomed by his best friend Ragnar, who asked if he was going to train himself to death. The two looked at each other and burst out into laughter at the joke Ragnar had told.
They both headed over to the longhouse to eat breakfast. Once that passed through the doors of the longhouse they were greeted with a heavenly aroma of bacon, eggs and apple juice.
"Welcome back boys, you're back just in time for the first breakfast." said Eriks' mom Freya.
Both boys screamed in harmony as they rushed over and gathered them some food.
{WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!} shouted VICKI in Eriks' mind.
{There is a hostile presence approaching the village gate. If the young master does not defeat this man the Phoenix Clan will perish.} warned VICKI.
Erik quickly got up and ran to the gates at full speed which took not even five minutes. To put to comparison a normal person would reach the gate in thirty minutes at full speed but another talented person would take half of that. Erik was basically Superman compared to other talented people.
Once he arrived at the gate the guards were seen arguing with a man at the Gate.
"BRING ME THE JARL OF THIS CLAN OR ELSE." shouted the Mysterious man.
The stranger had a long black cloak, a braided beard and a bulky build.
"We sent a runner to grab the Jarl be patient or we will cut you down where you stand." said the Guards.
Erik, the Guards and The Mysterious Stranger all waited fifteen minutes for Erling to arrive. Once he arrived on the scene Erling ushered the guards to allow the man to speak with him and gestured them away.
"What is your business with the Mighty Phoenix Clan Gestr(Stranger)." Asked Erling.
"I have come to slay you Erling the Great and Claim the Title of Jarl of The Phoenix Clan." said the stranger.
Erling laughed and asked," Who are you a travelling Bard, you could never beat me."
"I am Eir of the Wolf Clan, also known as The Milkman." said the stranger.
Once again Erling burst out into laughter along with Erik who was watching the situation. This angered Eir who now charged Erling with a bloodlust that could make a normal person crumble. Erling dodged gracefully and spat near Eir boots angering him even more.
"You shall now die for disrespecting the Mighty Phoenix Clan and your head will be mounted on my my wall as a prize." shouted Erling.
Now Erling readied his spear and both combatants now charged each other and clashed so hard that it sent the both of them flying backwards. Now Eir pulled out a drinking pouch which was filled with milk most likely due to it dripping all over his face.
He now charged Erling with an improved speed and slashed Erlings left leg and narrowly missing his stomach. Erling now angered he readied his spear and it started to glow and he traveled in a instant cutting Eirs' left arm clean off.
"AHHHRGGGHHHH!" Shouted Eir.
"I told you would pay with your life and now to finish you." said Erling proudly.
He once again charged Eir with his spear to get a finishing blow and Eir now charged him as well but as Erling was about to deal the final blow Eir dodged and cut through Erlings mid section.
Erling dropped down to his knees and coughed up a pool of blood.
"My son Erik, I hereby … give you the title of Jarl of the Phoenix Clan. Avenge Me." said Erling as he fell face first to the ground.
Erling the Great was now dead and now standing in his place was Erik.
(VICKI show me his stats) Erik thought angrily.
It didn't matter what his stats were because Erik was going to finish him in one blow.
{Very well sir} said VICKI.
Name: Eir The Milkman
Age: 27
HP: 140/200 -5 Every 2 Second Due to Bleeding
Stamina: 60/100
Intelligence: 60
Strength: 200
Speed: 30
Durability: 40
Skills: Enhanced Strength, Speed and Milk Boost
Erik now understood why his father lost the Milk Boost skill gave him a 2x stat boost for fifteen seconds a day. He now instantly used his Stealth Skill and charged Eir at fully speed.
Eir who was now confused on where the boy had disappeared to, now watch as his own body had fell to the ground. He had been beheaded by no one other than Erik himself.
"I AM VICTORIOUS IN MY FATHER STEAD AND AM NOW THE JARL OF THE PHOENIX CLAN." screamed Erik at the top of his lungs.
"I shall live up to the greatness of you father." Erik whispered under his breath.
The villainous Milkman had been defeated at the cost of the Jarl's life. The only one left alive was Erik. He told the guards to throw Eir body and to assemble the Clan in the longhouse. Erik on the other hand just killed another person and didn't feel any remorse towards the fallen enemy.
///Phoenix Clan Longhouse///
As the last person walked in Erik looked around the completely silent longhouse and spoke.
"My father Erling has passed in battle and is now in ready for his spot in Valhalla. He has appointed me as the new Jarl and I ask is there anyone who objects." said Erik.
The longhouse remained silent as everyone thought the same thing that Erik was the perfect fit to rule over the Phoenix Clan. He had done so much from defeating a Beargator to Curing The Reaper no one else could have done that so no one objected.
"If there are no objections Erik told the guards to prepare his father's longship for burial.
Erlings lifeless body was now laying down in his longship with some gold and food for his Journey to Valhalla. As the last of the gold was loaded onto the ship it was set off.
"FIRE." yelled Erik.
Several flame arrows where launched at the longship as it burned and disappeared.
Freya who had been crying the entire time fell to her knees and yelled that she would meet him in Valhalla when it was her turn.