Aiming To Be The Best Magician In The World! Chapter 442
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"Well… How should I start this off? It was many years ago. Like around the time I started to become an adventurer I suppose." He started to narrate as he started to remember the past.
"It all began when I was on a mission to eliminate some goblins within the Wretched Timberland Forest. I think it was my first commission I had when I was a D-ranked adventurer. It was honestly more of a scout mission rather than an execution." He said.
"I decided to go around the night when monsters are most active. Just in case I was ever in a predicament and could use those goblins as distractions I suppose. I was pretty confident at running away back in the day after all." He continued as he chuckled a bit reminiscing his past.
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"Careful on your way out there! It is really dangerous at night in those types of places! Who knows what could be lurking within the darkness…" A cute guild receptionist had said to him as she scanned his ID Card.
"Don't worry. I am confident I am able to outrun anything that comes my way. If worst comes to worst, I will probably just climb a tree and hide up there." He replied to comfort her.
"You know, that doesn't make me less worried at all. Everywhere you go, there is always some type of trouble that follows. Like that one time, you supposedly went to pick up some herbs. How did you end up bringing the dead body of an orc? When were there even orcs near that area?" She grumbled as she looked at him.
"Uh… One can't be that unlucky alright? It is not like that will happen twice. After all, I am still here alive and well aren't I? I am also in perfect condition. Therefore, nothing can go wrong! Just mere goblins, I defeated an orc. They won't pose much of a threat!" He said as he pounded on his chest with his fists assuring her.
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"Fine, whatever you say. Just go already. The longer I see you, the more I can stand you. You don't even want to heed my advice. Hmph!" She angrily pouted at him as she turned away from him.
"Ah! It was a joke! I will prepare alright! I'll be extra careful! Don't be angry with me! You already know that whoever you dislike, the other guild receptionists will surely ignore them too!" He immediately started to apologize when he saw this happen.
"This is my job after all! I need the money to live! Also for my family back at home! There is no way I will die until I can guarantee their success in life." He added to reassure her one last time before she could say anything else.
"Fine, you can go now. It is already getting late, you wouldn't want your family to worry right?" She said as she no longer pouted.
"Alright, I will be going now." He said as he waved her goodbye before exiting the building.
"Bye!" She waved back at him.
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Author : My internet so bad today wtf?? It was dead for like 4 hours. It also died for an extra 2 hours the moment I typed 18 words!
*poof*
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Tethered
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8 246Dream Game: Fighting for my Desires
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8 194Another Day
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8 212In Pursuit of Glory
I felt a huge physical force slam into my back. I didn't have any time to think as I rocketed into the wall and felt the drywall dent beneath my body. Eyes wide, I groaned and began to push off the wall when, unceasingly relentless, my assailant backstabbed me with a knife to my gut. I gasped; being stabbed there is no laughing matter. Even today, with all the advances of science, a wound like that can easily be mortal. Most likely would be. I gasped for air with a snarl, funneling the wind into my lungs to help them expand after being pancaked into the wall. Nobody f***ing backstabs me and gets away with it. If there’s one thing you should know about me, it’s that I love being alive. I love it more than anything else. It’s something only a dead person can understand, and I feel myself forgetting all the time. But there’s a secret to death, and I keep it with me. Always. It’s never permanent, it’s never peaceful, and it’s always filled with regrets. But death, despite all of its shortfalls, can give a short respite from life, like a comfy afternoon nap. Death is Respite. It’s a rest for the weary. And to all those people who wander in death lonesome and regretting their broken lives - always, without fail, cut too short - I beg them to take advantage of it. I tell everyone to take advantage of death, even when I can’t bring myself to do so. --- Ciaran travels the world in pursuit of Glories, unfathomable, power-bestowing balls of golden light sequestered in difficult-to-reach places. A fun fantasy romp with a character with an unorthodox narrative voice trying to find his purpose in the world.
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