In a bustling port, countless ships were docked, and numerous buildings could be seen in a medieval setting. Carriages transported people to the port. An adult with blue hair walked towards a ship shaped like a dolphin. Four more people followed him. The ship had fur and a rear resembling a dolphin, while the exterior had an old ship's appearance. An elderly man stood near the ship. They walked over to him.
"Hey, what do you think about a ride?"
The old man turned towards him and asked, "Where to?"
"I am Alen Pendrion, a magic knight. Let's talk about business somewhere private," Alen replied.
The old man gestured for the party to follow them onto the ship.
Alen and his party members sat in a large room, facing the ship's captain. The captain asked, "What is your destination?"
Alen smiled slightly but didn't answer. Instead, he gestured for the female member of the party to give the captain a small wooden box from her bag. Alen gestured for her to place it on the table. He turned his head towards the old man and placed his hand on the table.
"This is the Flower of Dusk. Before I tell you where we want to go, listen to the deal. Your only goal is to transport us to an island," Alen explained.
However, the old man's attention was not on Alen. His eyes were fixed on the wooden box he had received, filled with longing.
'Is it the Flower of Dusk?' the old man questioned. 'That rare flower can cure the incurable slumber disease. I need it. If only I can get my hands on it, Martha could recover.'
' But how did this young man know I needed it?' 'Is he spying on me? '
'Does he know my ship's secret?'
" Will he take my ship from me?'
Alen sensed his emotional turmoil and reassured him, saying, "You don't have to worry about anything. I just need a single trip to an island and complete privacy. It's confidential. What do you say?"
The old man looked at the wooden box, then at Alen, and sighed deeply before replying, "I will need an advance payment. You can have it. We don't need to discuss your party."
Hearing the old man, Alen and his party members exchanged glances,
"Okay, so we are good to go," Alen concluded.
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[Onver POV]
In the middle of the sky, falling through the air and cutting through the clouds, a surreal moment unfolded. A teenage boy descended from the sky, creating a visible path as he sliced through the air.
'What the hell just happened? Am I going to die?' I wondered, looking down and seeing the approaching ground with increasing speed. I remembered my position –
I had just finished watching that footage that provided some answers and even more questions. We exited the jet and reached the portal when I was near the portal, those jerks – some unidentified individuals – attacked us, using lethal defence mechanisms specifically targeting me.
I knew they targeted me because I had witnessed them during the attack. At the last moment, a man jumped on me, pushed me into the portal, and self-destructed. He activated something, and another portal appeared, transporting me high into the sky above the clouds, now I am here falling.
I sighed internally, realizing that it was unfortunate that I couldn't kill anyone. I had planned my first kill to be grand, broadcasting it to the entire world.
'No, that wasn't part of the plan. '
'I had planned to go live on Instagram while confessing my crimes. '
'Wait, no, why would I confess to a crime I didn't commit? Besides, stealing my neighbour's dog and microwaving it isn't a crime. '
'Yes, I am innocent; I haven't killed any human beings. Though I had planned to...'
'No, wait, I didn't plan anything. '
'Yes, I had planned to slowly peel someone's skin, bit by bit, removing the dermis layer.'
'No, that wasn't my plan. Who would waste their time on such a useless task when I can just kill them in one swift motion?'
But The thought of removing his layer of skin crossed my mind.
'Then again, 'if I were to sprinkle some chilli powder on his peeled skin, his screams would have been like a melody to my ears. '
'No, I will not do that,'
'Yes, I would have removed all his skin layer by layer and healed them. '
'Now I know that magic is real, I just need to learn healing magic so I can keep my victim conscious for a longer time.' That's the only reason I would have learned healing magic.'
Fighting my intrusive thoughts, I flipped in the air and the gloomy Island was revealed. The land was covered in a dark fog, the trees were leafless, and there were countless skeletons on the island that I could see from this height.
The eerie scene was intensified by the presence of a river of green that met the ocean. The river appeared to be boiling with bubbles and skeletons, adding to the macabre atmosphere. As I observed this unsettling sight, I couldn't help but be drawn to the centre of the island.
It was there that a black castle stood, seemingly emanating an aura of darkness. The river of green originated from this imposing structure, giving it an air of mystery and foreboding. The castle stood tall amidst the desolate landscape, its presence casting a shadow over the entire island.
Sigh.
My dream to play football with the moon crumbled down. My dream to kick the moon towards the earth and yell "headshot" will remain a dream.
Sigh. I wish I had wings or the ability to manipulate mana and create a barrier around me.
At this point, I was just 50 meters above the ground, and countless skeletons were placed below me. My body would be punctured and crushed, resulting in my death.
Ah! My goal to make a museum out of my hundreds of dead girlfriends' heads will remain a dream. My goal to kill an emperor and broadcast that video to the entire magical Earth will also remain a dream. My goal to destroy an academy in the middle of a competition will also remain a dream. Well, whatever.
I am glad I was able to know that I had a brother just by imagining me bullying him. Ha ha. How I would have broken his favourite toy and beaten him every day, taking joy in his misfortune. My dream to make his life a living hell would have been. satisfied. But that satisfaction crumbled down when I remembered that I didn't even know my brother's name. Is it Constant or Onver? Am I Onver or Constant? What is my real name? What is my brother's real name? Who were my parents that three forces joined hands to extract their memories? Why is the Astrogen after me and my brother? Why did that blackwood mage keep my brother's body? What did he do with it?
Boom...k collided with the skeleton
I feel bones piercing my body, and the sensation of hardness is increasing, making me feel like a cloth full of holes. I stayed there, waiting for my death to arrive. Will I go into that void again? Will I feel that emptiness as my home? I will witness that space and the giant egg. What is the secret of them? I wait there, waiting for my doom to arrive.
But the wait for my consciousness to slip away was eternal. It was obvious that I was dead, which is why this moment felt like it extended into infinity.
I feel like someone's mouth is on my hand, leg, abdomen, and neck. Why does it feel like someone is trying to eat me? Did Death feel like this?
I gaze around me and witness endless darkness, with purple glowing marbles in the middle of the skeleton, trying to reach me.
I am on top of a mountain of skeletons. Some skeleton hands pierced my abdomen and chest, but thankfully, my head was unharmed. However, my body was full of bones.
The blood was leaving my body, but I didn't feel dizzy at all. I look around and see the skeletons. I notice a skull in my hand, as both hands are in the mouth of a skeleton, trying to tear my body apart.
I tried to change my position, and I succeeded. I saw countless skeletons beneath me, their mouths wide open. My blood flowed through them, staining their bones red. As my blood travelled between the gaps, it entered the skulls of the skeletons, colliding with purple glowing marbles that were lodged inside.
Suddenly, I snapped back to my senses when I realized that I was still alive, surrounded by an endless sea of skeletons.
"Where the hell I am?"