Walking slowly through the rough bushes a young man with pale skin and tattered clothes,his body shape can be described with two words 'skin and bones'.
His dim sunken eyes could hardly reflect any emotion,hiding deep rooted dignity his murky water like gaze seems to never leave the ground
He walked carefully hiding his tracks as if he was haunted by a vicious predator
Suddenly the cold look on his face vanished as if it never been there to begin with and week laughs leaked through his mouth from time to time and it began coming out louder and louder until the echo of their sounds was heard everywhere around him
Elated beyond reason he looked back "I got out of this damn village hahahahaha"
his face began to distort with madness in his eyes he began to mummer menacingly "I will kill you all one day"
"but Marcos that bastard is leaving the village soon they may die from a monster attack or something"
"never mind if they died I can scavenge there corpses.hahahaha .what a great idea"
then his demeanor changed all of a sudden
"but I'll miss them " he continued with a sad tone"Marcos this bastard is a great man but he deserves to be beaten to death though,not that I can do it any time soon"
"Issac ,Julia to and maybe Anabelle , the rest of them are trash"
He continued in his way going deeper into the forest
All of a sudden he started to slow down his breathing rough black vines started to spread from his heart to his torso , spreading like a viscous plague
"it started again"
"how much will I be able to tolerate this time"
he continued walking slowly untill he was dragging his feet his eyes bloodshot his face is dark blue
The black veins covered his four limps and was climbing fast, reaching to his neck
not able to inhale any more
he but his hand into a rug bag at his side to hold something then he froze there the pain clearly visible in his eyes but didn't alter a sound ,his eyes started rolling backwards then he collapsed ,his whole body shacking the black vines totally covered his body then he grew still for few seconds
only then with the last shred of strength he got he bulled a weird looking injector and dug it to his heart a few seconds later he began inhaling strongly then started laughing "I broke my record "
The veins allover his body started to take normal shade
too tiered to move memories started playing back in his head
he was lying in the same state he was just now and a beautiful young girl sitting by his head her eyes were red from crying but not more than her hair which looks as if it weaved of the last Ray of sunset
"sob,sob,why are you doing this to yourself ,why wait untill you are at the death door to take that mana injunction"
"hahahaha it is not that serious that is called building tolerance Ann"
she looked at him "against what, death"
"no ,against torture that guy Marcos is a crazed son of a bitch,and I don't know anything more painful than death so it's the best way to build tolerance isn't it?"
'After all the experience is different while have a physical ' he thought
"you know that no one else would dare to call him that you crazy bastard why in hell would someone like him torture you anyway ,haaaah,you need to be more gentle with yourself"
"do I deserve that though?"he mummered
she looked at him with pity , but stayed silent , unknown what she was thinking
he looked into her eyes "ha,I though so" he said jokingly and averted the conversation
once she was distracted he sighed softly gazing the cloudy sky 'its going to rain tonight' he thought reminiscing the bast with nostalgia
looking to the sky he regained his composter all the emotions on his face vanished once again he stood up and dusted the rags that he is calling clothes and continued on his way
"I'm hungry, lucky Julia made some food for me ,finding food will not bother me after a few hours I will be outside the safe zone any way and there will no be lake if monsters to hunt"
he held his bag to take out the meal which was prepared for him , it wasn't any thing fancy but for him it meant a lot
" I should be grateful I had her"
As he was about to start eating he heard something moving inside the bushes
he tensed, and held his knife and walked carefully heading to the sound
he slowly moved the bush
His face turned turned pale
the look on his face clouded with terror he staggered backwards
deep in his eyes pain ,fear ,regret and soul tearing self blame
sitting on the ground hugging his knees in a vulnerable position while looking down "Jacob I'm sorry I didn't mean to"
"I'm sorry,.....I'm sorry..., I'm sorry... I'm so.."
he kept mummring while rocking slightly like a sacred kid
slowly he raised his eyes looking again
behind the Bush an 8 years old kid sitting to the ground glaring hateful towards him
"Jacob you are not even here you scared the shit out of me " Nolan shouted with anger then sadness came over
"not anymore anyway" he mummered
after nearly five minutes Nolan held himself back "I will not be affected by you, things can't continue like this , I need to grow stronger,I should eat ,I was barley eating the last 8 years that is enough"
the little kid gaze became more pressing
Nolan took his meal which shaking hands and started shewing on it
"Jacob why are you looking at me like this it isn't like I ate you or something" he mummered
the look on the kid's face turned to alter rage
"don't fucking look at me that way"he shouted
"you didn't taste good anyway" his Unger was seething
the kid's skin started to rot and beel of
his left eye fell from its socket and rolled on the ground till it reached Nolan's leg
Nolan stoped chewing And looked deepley at the eye
then he stood up , through his food at the kid and shouted "fine I'm not eating ,hope you are happy now"and started walking away , feigning anger
But he didn't really feel any anger , just pain, deep rooted pain that he tried to hide with his silly acts
As he grew older acting became a second nature to him , his feeling his expressions , his laughter was all an act , the only emotions he felt was anger, pain,and sorrow
on the ground the sandwich which he was eating was only missing one bite .
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At the borders of the great cadia kingdom there is a small village that isn't anything special that contains not more than a hundred houses
But this village got quite famous in the last few years because of an unfortunate accident , it happened exactly 16 years ago. It was called by the devil's decent,the sky fall,moon pleading and many more ominous names
since then the calm village turned upside down and many important characters came to reside in it for various reasons@@novelbin@@
inside a seemingly large house an interesting conversation was being held at the moment
an old man was sitting alone in a large hall
"so you didn't appear till the last moment"
the voice of a youth rang through the room from a very far place but the voice was weirdly close "what will he gain from my appearance old man"
the old man said "you are calling me an old man with how ancient you are old meadows"
"hahaha it's just the difference of perspective,and look how you look right now Marcos,his training gave you a huge burden"
"you know that was the only way" replied Marcos
"I know but what I still can't process is why in hell did you resign from your job do you think it's something you can resign from" the man named meadows spoke
"and who can stop me any way I think you are yearning for a beating"
meadows was silent for a moment then he spoke "well I can give Sophia a call and say that you threatened to beat me"
Marcos coughed with a weird look "alright you win"
meadows Said "Of course I do , hey can you tell me, how is he doing?"
"that's why I told you to visit haaah, he isn't doing good he is broken to fragments"
"since that accident of that kid Jacob he isn't faring well "
"and that kind of training didn't help either, he is more tormented than what you'd ever think"
"Marcos, that's how our kind grows don't worry much about it"
"you are really a son of a bitch Nicolas meadows, can't you pretend that you care at least.
that's how your kind grows up!! , is he a hundred percent of you kind to begin with"
"I care more than you do but I don't have the right to meddle in his life and you know that,and if that story of yours is right he should be able to handle that much ,I hope so at least,I think it would have been better if someone other than the barbarian Marcos to teach him but alas , for such a cave man to teach him , i fear for his future" Nicolas said
"Hay Marcos, can you fill me with the details of that Jacob's accident"
"Sure why not" Marcos replied