"Hahaha! The curse on you has ended. Now that you can be killed anytime, I'll take you back to the past to experience your hell of life once again. RAHAHA!"
A man with a frail body and messy dark hair felt a dread within when he heard the voice say that. His expression had only one thing on it, despair!
"I don't want to go back! Don't take me back! All those sufferings, I didn't want to see everyone is getting stronger and stronger while I stay as a weak disorder user!
"All those terrors of not dying and couldn't improve my cultivation stage because I am cursed!
"Tying and treating me like a dog, making a target practice for their young generation! I don't want that! Tortured for life, tortured for long life, even if I want to die!"
He screamed at the top of his lungs as he disappeared slowly, into the darkness of the void while his words still echoes.
'All I want to live freely, to live without problems right now, there's nothing more I could wish for, why does he have to do this to me?! just who is he? killing himself so I would go back to the past and experience torture and hell again?!
'What did I ever do to you!? the weak me?! did nothing to everyone! to all of you! I always keep people safe, a savior despite I can't improve, I sacrificed body sometimes for them?
'I even gave up my identity as a king, I gave way to everyone, for them to improve?! I'm trying to be a good person, even in this accursed world! so why? why must I, experience hell again?!!
'WHAT DID I EVEN DO TO ALL OF YOU!!!???
'Is it a curse to try and be a good person?'
...
In a medieval old looking castle, similar to European countries, there are maids, soldiers, and officials who are preoccupied with something,
"Young king! Young king! Wake up! Wake up!"
A maid was looking at a boy that is lying on his red bed. 'No, this is bad timing, everyone was panicking and the young are experiencing mental disorder phenomenon, What should I do?! What should I do?!'
Suddenly, the boy opened his eyes. Looking at the surroundings and the shock and panicky look of the maid in front of him, Baal remembered a bad trauma.
'I am back. Celly and the other guards are still alive. I just want to die, but I'm sure that I am already cursed. Therefore, I cannot die even if I want to.' Clutching his head due to pain, Baal looked at his arms and mutters,
'Extreme Mental Disorder phenomenon?' He clenched his fist with glistening tears in his eyes, 'I am back where I experienced mental disorder phenomenon, a disorder power awakening!'
This is Disorder universe, flat land with no end and if someone experienced an extreme mental disorder phenomenon. They would gain incredible powers if they overcome it.
"Our young king, finally you are awake. We are worried for you," the maid Celly's worried voice interrupted Baal from his thoughts.
The young king looked at Celly with a side glance. 'I never saw her again. I'm glad that she's here. Even if I were to die, off. She was always loyal. I need to send her off. I don't want her and other innocents that won't betray me to be implicated,'
"Celly, tell everyone to come to the throne room. All soldiers and maids should stop what they are doing and come to the throne room. I have an important announcement to make."
Celly was lost for words. 'I never expected that the young king sounds so domineering after that event. I feel like he's changed, but I couldn't tell what. I hope it's good and for the best,'
"Celly, hurry. First call Butler Mel to come here," Baal said with impatience, 'There's only a little time.'
Celly bowed to him and replied, "As you command, my king,"
A while later, in the throne room, the young king was sitting in a throne chair, looking at all his loyal servants: Knights, Guards, Maids, Butlers, etc.
Baal cleared his throat and opened it slowly, "I gathered you all here because I have an announcement to make,"
Everyone was currently looking serious because a few days ago, there was a threat to the king's life. They were busy and preparing for this unfortunate event. Although their king is a little off the standard, they can feel his change every passing day. He still contributed.
Especially for orphanages, injured and soldiers; where a soldier can deposit money and if they perished on their service. Their relatives could get their life insurance.
Therefore, they love the young king and were worried.
"I gathered you all here to declare that all of you will have a day off. Today and for the whole week, all of you are relieved from your services." Baal's voice was soft and slow, but they could hear it.
Zell and the other maids, The Knights, the Butlers or Butler Mel, and Royal Guards widened their eyes for they couldn't believe what they heard.
One of them tried to stand and was about to speak to him but,
"Don't worry about it, it's just a threat and I won't die. For this time around, I hope you trust me if you truly look at me as your King,"
His voice was small like that of a young boy, but it was firm and solid. But they are still hesitant, loyal, and always ready to sacrifice themselves for their king.
"I know where those threats come from. I am sure I can survive them alone. So please, as your King, I am begging all of you to trust me. For this time around."
Everyone was shocked by the sudden announcement of their young king, but soon, they realized something,
"Our young king, don't do it. We are ready to die for you!"
"We are your royal guards, we will sacrifice our lives for you!"
"We will protect our king to the death!"
"Young king, please don't do it, don't sacrifice yourself,"
Cries of maids, pledge of Knights, butlers, and guards soon echoed to the throne room.
'I am doing so I could look in the eyes those who will betray me! that even if I die in this time, I would know who schemed against me! and If I ever manage to survive, I will forever remain to ask! Even if I destroy to make sure I will be an eternal King!'
The young king Baal Throunos looked toward Butler Mel who had a complicated look on his face, and then he nodded.
'My king Baal Throunos, the late King and Queen would be proud if they saw what kind of man, a King you are right now. I thought he is weak, but he's just kind. In this life I, Butler Mel is proud to serve the Throunos Family! However, he needs to disappear.'
He knew what to do as the young King instructed him to do, so he opened his mouth and shout,
"Just listen to the King and trust him! I trust my King! We will come back after a week."
The other loyal servants try to voice out their thoughts, "But Butler Mel!"
"Butler Mel!"
However, Butler Mel turned deaf to their cries and turned a blind eye to them as he bowed on the ground in front of the young King.
"I'll explain it later to all of you. Right now, you must believe our young King."
They became silent when he said that, and on their mind, they hope that the explanation would be enough.
The young king nodded to them and then he opened his mouth, saying,
"Relay news to the citizens that the neighboring Kingdom has a pandemic, and for the whole week. They must stay in their houses. After that, all of you are dismissed."
All of them left as he told them to.
Now as the young king still sitting quietly in the throne room.
'In the past, I stepped down on my own and now I won't experience that hell again. Most of you will betray me, and I just want to see in my own eyes before I die.
'This life, I will die as a king! No matter if it's just a short while, I will die as a king!'
The young king looked at the adapter on his left hand, and on the right, is a golden thing that is shaped like a cellular phone.
"A phone,"
He muttered with a smirk. 'In my past life when I was on earth, I always pray to be reincarnated to a fantasy world with my past life memory, but it only brought me misfortune.
'I'm tired out of life. There's a saying we should be careful what we wish for. If I were given a chance to wish, I wish to go back to earth. Even if I am useless to my parents, at least I don't do drugs,'
Looking at the phone that is materialized on his hands,
'Sigh, I should be a Royal Manipulator like my last life but because I was abused physically and Mentally I am now a Weapon Conjurer. I miss my old life and my phone is all I can remember.
'Now what condition should I do to keep this phone from materializing, an internet? I would still be useless. Sigh, it's hard to become a Weapon conjurer,
'Weapon Conjurer means I can manipulate my aura in order of materializing objects with my aura, theses objects can vary from a vacuum that can suck up anything to an object that gives me a random weapon every time I use it. However, the weapons or entities conjured will never surpass the real-life counterpart, but the weapon can have an ability of its own depending on the condition in place of it.
'However, once it is committed to a specific condition, it will or I will lose the versatility that the other aura types are capable of.'
Baal didn't know what to do anymore, and like he used to. He knew he cannot just endure all the incoming enemies one by one that will kill him.
"Sigh, even the desire for revenge was gone. If I am a smart villain, a ruthless, or whatever. I wouldn't be helpless as I am right now. But I am just a normal human from the earth, with an average level of mind thinking.
"If I'm a villain or a dangerous individual, this situation would've been easy, but the villain and those dangerous people know what to do in every tight spot like this one."
Looking at his phone, dreaming of something,
"I wonder, what if there are villains or dangerous beings that are Alternate Universe Versions versus me in other Alternate universes? I wish I could talk to them so I could get a piece of advice to get out of this situation.
"I bet it's impossible because If it's true. I will bet everything even this disorder power! No! Not just my disorder power! This Disorder Universe itself!"
Suddenly his conjured phones shined!