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Chapter 22 - A holiday special

Moros awoke with a splitting headache, he tried to piece the puzzle pieces together why he was now lying outside his house, with Malissa in the buff next to him. Regardless of what his brain tried to come up with, none of it made sense to him.

Looking at the clock, however, panic began to rise up within him. It was 8:05…and they were late to school. Normal people would never be late to school.

Not waiting for the teacher of normal things beside him, he grabbed the half-naked lady to his side, flung her over his shoulders and began to run to school as fast as his legs could carry him.

Much to the protest of his body, he tried to suppress the pain that had accumulated in his body over the span of the last 12 hours. To no avail as he slowed down more and more.

The ruckus did not pass by Malissa, who was currently yelling at Moros to stop doing whatever he was trying to accomplish.

"You idiot, where are you taking me?" her yell drew the attention of the few faces that were roaming the streets.

"We have to go to school, just like normal people do!" Moros hurriedly yelled back at her. He did not want to ruin his everyday life, he had just experienced for the first time in his life yesterday.

It was so much fun, and if his lack of discipline ruined it for him, he could not fathom how that would make him feel. His life would lose all meaning.

He wanted to preserve his newly found freedom and experiences forever.

Malissa screamed at the top of her lungs to get Moros to listen.

"YOU DUMBFUCK, WE HAVE A HOLIDAY. THERE IS NO SCHOOL!"

Moros looked at the screaming, captured lady in utter confusion. What did she mean there was no school today? But he thought normal people went to school, on the weekdays?

What was this mysterious holiday thing and why did it ruin his ambition?

Seeing his questioning gaze, Malissa explained again, albeit with a few curses in between.

A holiday was a special day, where people, normal people, got a day off to celebrate a specific person or a specific event, which was very, very, very important to the history of Elysium.

Today for example it was the birthday of the founder, who ended the Extinction war by killing the former monster king of planet Elysium. It was said to be a battle lasting for several days and weeks. Many heroes were born and even more heroes died during that age of bloody battle.

"OOOOOH," did Moros say, so it was that sort of event.

"What have you done on holidays, it is not the first time we had a day off?"

Moros thought for a second, yes there had been a few days like that where no one was at school and he saw no one his way to school. Back then in his sleep deprived state, he simply thought it was because they were somewhere else and would come back later.

"So they were at home…Damn." Moros felt enlightened and one step closer to truly fathom the people that he was surrounded by. Being surrounded by average, normal people truly opened his eyes to the wonders this world had to offer.

From quests to slaying monsters, to learning more about the world itself, there were so many things that he could have never dreamed about a few days prior.

Back then it was all about slaying Ballas and gaining resources for his dear brother, who spent the money as if there was no end to it. Man, who could have known that his life would change for the better just because he fell into that one weird dungeon or rather the Balla-balla dumped him into it.

Putting Malissa down he looked at her and put his arm up. It followed a deep bow as he profusely apologised for not knowing how the world works and in general for being a "dumbass" as she aptly described his actions as.

Malissa was quick to forgive him, namely because she was surprised that Moros had woken up yet again from the state he was in.

Was that guy a monster or did he just eat something wrong?

In a sense her judgement was right, the burger he ate really did strengthen his body system and provided his body with valuable things and steroids, lots of steroids.

In fact, he was so roided out, anything else would have been a miracle in comparison. Not that Moros was complaining, the burger was delicious.

He just did not know what kind of chemicals and other illegal substances he put into his body while consuming the suicide burger.

Yet he stared at his childhood friend and wondered, what he should now do with this day without any school? What did the other people usually do at such a day? Did they have work to do or was there anything else he missed out on?

Malissa sighed yet again at the antics of her best friend, with a heavy sigh, she told him to get to her villa, where she would teach him about yet another concept he had never heard or done.

She presented to him the wonderful world of homework, which would bring even the toughest student to their knees, causing them to hate their life and the world they were born in.

Such was the might of homework.

With a quick step Moros accompanied Malissa to her home. She was not too certain if it had been the correct call to bring Moros to her home on this fateful day, yet the damage was done and the puppy already followed her.

They made their way in a steady place, after she asked Moros to yet again give her his shirt, since she can't exactly greet her parents, looking like she had just tried for kids, which Moros straight-up ignored.

And so it was, that the still nude Malissa wondered if she could not exchange her childhood friend for any other human being on the planet of Elysium. The odds were great that she would get a better friend out of this.

Arriving at the big villa of the Maven family, Moros was instructed to simply wait in front of the gate and not let his intrusive thoughts win.

Else she could not promise him his safety or that of his balls, since she would turn them into modern art.

Moros gulped, this was not a threat…this was her usual promise.

She meant business.

Malissa announced her arrival and the gate was opened for her. She was let in, without any hitch. Moros on the other hand stood still, very still.

Much was on the line.

Malissa made her way to the door of her big mansion on the outskirts of town. Jeffry, their butler, opened the door for her and greeted her with a slight bow.

Having done this dance every day, she simply passed him by, telling him in passing to inform her dear mother that her friend, the second son of the Terra family was to join her.

She told the butler to open the gate for him and to accompany him to the door by himself.

Malissa stressed to keep an eye on his antics, lest he would do something profoundly stupid.

Jeffry tried to tell the young lady of the Maven family that her Mother had insisted on no guests for the foreseeable future, due to her absence from school when Moros had been absent.

A complaint that was quickly forgotten about as Malissa threatened the butler with an open, big flames dancing around her palms.

Therefore the butler quickly hurried to the gate to accompany the savage of the Moros family to the room of the young lady.

Meanwhile at the gate, Moros was happily twiddling his thumbs, he could not wait to learn something new and exciting.

He was just so elated about the idea of learning more about this dangerous object called homework. Would it best him in combat or would he yet see another world that would open up to him.

The heavy gate moved open slowly and an old face greeted him. The butler of the Maven family instructed Moros to follow him quietly, so he could lead Moros to Malissa.

Moros could hardly wait as his legs carried him through the paved small path, surrounded by plants he had never seen. The lush green reminded him of the Evergreen forest, just without the fun goblins near that wanted to kill him.

He passed by several magical arrays, or at least he thought of them as such. It must be something like that, he did not know what their purpose was. To him they just looked fancy and expensive.

Jeffry, in the meantime, looked at Moros as if he had seen a ghost.

There was no magical signature surrounding him…every being in this world had a certain code, a unique mana wave that they gave off.

Moros had none of that, he was akin to a void where magic simply ended. A bottomless pit that swallowed everything.

What kind of thing… did the young lady of the Mavens' befriend?