The corpse slowly left the cave.
The words of the lord echoed through his head while he explored the forest before him.
"Once the magic's influence is over, unbearable thoughts will take over your mind…."
The lord also stated he did not know how to make these acts bearable.
After some time the skeleton felt weak and laid down under a redwood tree.
Suddenly the thoughts came. His vision became red and blurry…
"Kill!" "Hungry" "Devour" "AVENGE" "STArVing" There were visions of his skeleton burning down villages, killing people, and pillaging farmlands.
His thoughts were interrupted by two careless hunters screaming.
"İ shot it! run!"
"İt is getting away you blockhead!"
Another one chased after a large object
"O lord! we are going to eat tonight amiright or amirite?" The hunter screamed like a stray dog.
As far as Arlo saw it the hunters were equipped with ragged clothes and had basic bows.
The object they were chasing after seemed like a large deer with great horns.
Arlos imaginative nose caught a scent. Blood… The thoughts of horrible acts came back as fast as they left.
Without knowing it he was already chasing after the two careless hunters himself. Was he after the wounded deer or the foolish hunters.
His very existence seemed to be craving for violence and death. He wanted to kill. But maybe not the deer. İt was like he almost felt empathetic towards the deer. He also once was the prey.
"Haah, it finally gave out…" One of them said while Arlo waited around the bushes.
"Now let's cut the throat and get to skinning!"
Arlo grabbed a large rock… There was no good human. There were only foolish ones…
'THAK' that was the sound of the mossy rock getting smashed onto the first hunter's head.
The body collapsed with some blood spurting on Arlos white bones.
"Haah?" "WHA? what da hell bruv?" the other hunters' tone changed into another one.
"What is this, the demons returning? hah shame on me but i won't go down like that one."
He pointed to the collapsed body with his bow.
"A few more coppers won't be bad eh? but your bones are needed you numbskull."
Arlo charged with the rock over his skull.
The huntsman also raised the bow aiming to Arlos skull.
The large rock is thrown instead of being used like a hammer.
The arrow flies to the skull but gets crushed by the large rock.
The rock crushes both the bow and the bowman.
İt is over. Arlo looked at the wounded deer.
İt was gone.
He felt tingling all over his skeleton after killing those men.
The blue glimpse of the Lord was once again visible for a few moments. Then disappeared.
'feels good…' Arlo thought. İt was almost like he absorbed their power?
A poster and some coins fell out of the bowman's pockets.
The poster said something like: Gladiator arena!... Great reward… Shallowtown…
Arlo understood only this much.
"Recoverghh… Aldisss' these thoughts were the things remained.
"Moarh power"
He staggered through the path to a small village.