As I walk into town I look around to see what you'd imagine a medieval city to look like, minus the walls around the town. I enhance my senses to hear the conversation of a few drunkards while looking for an inn.
"Damn hoes, why couldn't we be living it up with a pretty face?" I then here a bottle being smashed into pieces before the others start talking. I can hear the first guy swearing under his breath as he stumbles around.
"Don't even get me started, I'm sick and tired of the shitty attitude nobles have. They always think there something special but in the end they drew the lottery for their birth location." Another had added this comment after chugging some beer.
"While their busy fighting for power and tearing the empire apart it's us that suffers, the common people. Some third rates nobles have blown my crops to smithereens again. Luckily for me I have no one but myself to care for." A third had added this before they all heave a sigh and the group finishes there beer before throwing it on the floor.
"Ever tell you about my childhood friend?" The first speaks up again, having stopped swearing.
"Can't remember, but then again I were all so drunk just to forget. So tell us." They all snicker at this comment before the first one talks again.
"I had a childhood friend, she was nice and we were best friends. Bad thing was she had a pretty face so one day some fatass noble came and took her right before I could ask her to marry me. She tried to resist but in the end you know how it goes." I can hear a bit of sniffling from the alleyway.
"That's the reason you went down the path of knighthood then? To get your girl back?"
"Yep, but in the end magic always beats muscle. I lost the fight and found out that she had been turned into a hoe. Now here I am, a sorry excuse for a d-lister drinking with your sorry asses." They all stay quite for awhile before they stumble out of the alleyway and towards a building in the distance.
As I walk I listen in and her a collective gasp from the center of town so I listen in and I can hear the sound of someone being hit. I dash over and see a fancy clothed child beating up a small malnourished kid wearing rags while a circle of knights is making a circle around the scene.
I feel my anger clouding my judgment as I start casting circles only to see a drunk walk out of an alleyway with a glare of hatred and a half broken sword. He then runs up to rightmost knight and dashes forwards while swinging his sword.
I cast a hand of darkness while I watch as the man without fear throws his sword towards the noble beating the kid, only to have it deflected by a barrier of ice and a fancily dressed man with a mask of water over his face descends.
"Filth." He says this just loud enough to be heard before he makes a book appear in his hands and casts a spear of ice towards the mans head. I use the previous shadow hand I made and grab the spear before crushing it.
I then walk through the crowd, making 20 shadow hands attached to my back before casting a shadow hand from below me to lift me up. The noble then looks up at me and sneers.
"You dare defy a noble?" At this point I had made a mask from nanomachines to add to the intrigue. I wait a few seconds before replying.
"If the drunkard can, why can't I? Your not that great anyways." This response popped a vein on his head. While I was busy pissing him off, I had already casted more shadow hands to snap the necks of the knights.
"I win." I say this while moving the mask so that he can see my smirk.
"Your pretty arrogant for a piece of trash, I Al-" At this point I had used one of the shadow hands to make a finger gun and shoot a piece of string into his lungs, making him fall face first into the floor before I use the shadow hands and some earth magic to sink him into the floor and pull his heart before crushing it in front of the crowd.
I then use a shadow hand to move the kid over to the crowd, getting him in the arms of some random woman. I then walk over to the terrified noble child.
"Your going to tell me what the hell that kid did to you, and don't even think of lying to me or I make suffer worse than that dumbass." While saying this I make a tentacle of darkness and prod his back. He turns around and sees the the spell before quickly turning around and looks at me.
"He tripped in my presence." I'm momentarily stunned before I regain my composure and my anger rises, before it's put back to a manageable level by the cyborg side of me.
"So your telling me you were going to kick a starving orphan to death because he tripped?" I release all my bloodlust and look down at him before using vision of the reaper to make him see a scythe behind him. He stumbles and falls on his ass before looking back up at me horrified.
"Well, you just tripped in my presence, you know what that means?" The kid looks up terrified before trying to stand up to no success. I then take a my shadow threads and hold the kid down before using it to cut his legs off while it's coated in poison.
He screams in pain but I just turn my hearing off before taking him inside my training dome and searing his cuts close. I then remove the barrier and cast shadow hands all around the plaza before squeezing enough to leave a mark.
I then cut his check with a thread forcing the kid up and make him listen while I slowly make small cuts in his body.
"The only reason your still alive is because your a kid, if I ever hear of something like this again, it would be more than your legs that goes rolling." I then teleport over to Angelica while taking the mask away and walking to buy some food for the next town.