《Avatar: Awakened Gamer》Chapter 40
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Now, I understood that Katara was at an age where she was curious and wanted to be a little rebellious. Thinking that she could handle the battles of the world.
But I knew she wasn't ready. This world was dangerous. I wasn't angry she helped revolutionaries or whatever. Still, as an older brother, she needed to know that getting in these kinds of situations would worry me. That could lead to danger.
Though she was young, Katara was bound to make mistakes. But as her brother, I will be here to teach her to not make the same mistake twice.
Well, it was better for things like this to appear now rather than during an important moment. "Katara, you are free to do what you want, but don't be stupid."
"Huh?" She seemed confused. Did she expect me to be angry or something?
"What?" I asked her back, my eyes sharpening dangerously. "Just remember, the world isn't black and white. It doesn't mean that whatever rebels you have chosen to help will be good, or the Fire Nation soldiers you have decided to destroy will be bad. So be careful, don't do something without thinking it through."
"Yes!" She nodded excitedly.
Unlike the normal Sokka, I was responsible. So she understood and held my words at a higher value than she would have normally had.
Still, it was a high chance my words just flew over her head, and there was nothing I could do about it. "Just… be careful."
She nodded and went to bed excitedly, sometimes I forgot that my sister was just a fourteen-year-old girl. This was due to her talents and exceptional intelligence, but it's normal for people her age to do reckless things. That's how we grow as people. Though I guess it was normal for people my age to do stupid things too, but my mind was older than my body.
Aang looked at me and smiled. "Sokka, you should sleep sometime too."
Oh~ this little shit. He knew something, as expected, Roku told him information about me. Well, I doubt the Avatar was Omnipotent, but their spirits might have seen me not sleep. It was a matter of time before it happened. "Don't worry, I usually have to tire myself out before going to sleep. That's the only way I can get a full night's rest."
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"Oh okay…" Aang said reluctantly.
Seems like the little guy is sad. Time to change the subject. "By the way, what was the name of those revolutionaries?"
"They are called the Freedom Fighters and their leader is Jet. We heard about them from some Fire Nation soldiers and decided to go and check things out." Aang exhilarated and made hand movements to describe the scenario and how it happened.
So they met with Jet? Well, that was bad, but it could be good. Because while Jet was manipulative and quite smart, he can be used as a tool to teach Katara and Aang a couple of lessons about trusting others.
Also, Jet was useful for something else too. It was something that I had planned for quite a while. Training, I needed to do more of it, and due to liking to keep my secrecy about these things, I will have to separate from Katara and Aang.
Now was too early to show my power, or maybe I won't ever show my full power. But for now, there were dangerous Spirits out there and didn't want to draw their attention.
Walking towards the door, I had a thoughtful look on my face and waved at Aang. "See you later. Make sure you get some rest."
Immediately as I walked out, pulling out the Map and making sure no one was following me. I went through some hand signs and spit out a small amount of water out of my mouth, the MP drained quite a bit. But an identical clone of myself appeared next to me.
"It's quite weird looking at you," I smirked at him.
He just looked back at me without emotion. Right, he is more like a puppet than a living and thinking clone like Shadow Clones. Now that was a technique worth getting my hands into.
"Protect them," with that simple order I just walked off. Water Clones couldn't be too far away from the user as they would become weaker the further away they were. Even if they were close, they only had about 10% of my stats.
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So using them as a fighting force was useless, they had nothing more than numbers going for them. The best this water clone could do was maybe sacrifice itself.
For now, though, he could take my place as I train.
***
By the next day, Sokka was shirtless walking on water. "Was it always this easy?"
While he didn't get a new Skill, one of his already existing skills leveled up crazily.
[Mana Control - Lvl 19 –> 30]
My physical stats had developed quite well too.
[STR: 22 –> 27]
[AGI: 44 –> 45]
[VIT: 22 – 25]
Also, the other skills he had trained simultaneously were there too.
[Spear Mastery - Lvl 32 –> 41]
By now, Spear Mastery had developed at a level where it was the most useful skill I had in combat. Its increase in attack speed was very helpful too.
Gathering my things, I opened my map and saw that Aang and Katara were close to the empty river spot. Were they waterbending? Also, my clone was in the town.
They must have already filled the dam by now. Fuck. So Jet should already be at the dam. I zoomed in on the map through the river and found some yellow dots down it. Meaning that there were some neutral people there.
Well… now that I thought about it. This could be used as the ultimate kind of lesson. Katara and Aang will never forget it and will become better people. Looking at it from a logical standpoint the Avatar might even become more hardworking and save more people. So the lives that would be sacrificed for the greater good.
Sure, I would benefit from having an emotionally weak Avatar that would listen to me. Since the last time he didn't, a village was destroyed. That was what he would think every time I wanted Aang to do something.
But at the same time, this wasn't an easy decision to make. After all, Aang might end up traumatized, Avatars were still human and something similar happened to Korra, the Avatar in the series that would come after Aang.
Ding!
[You have got a New Quest]
Oh… now this was interesting.
***
Katara looked in despair as the explosion of the dam sounded out. Longshot had hit his target of the explosion jelly and there was nothing either Aang or her could do anymore.
But Katara didn't give up at this time. "Aang! We need to reach the river before the water does!"
"I will call Appa!" Aang yelled and the sky bison appeared from the trees and it landed on the ground, with a swish of its tail it slammed Jet a tree as he was trying to stop them from doing anything.
*cough* *cough* "There is nothing you can do now." Jet mocked them as he coughed out blood and fell unconscious. The rest of the Freedom Fighters went to help him, so Aang and Katara were able to easily float away.
Kiwi looked at Katara curiously, tilting its little cute foxy head as if asking her what she has been up to.
But neither Aang nor Katara said anything as Appa flew through the sky at breakneck speeds. When they arrived at the village, they saw something shocking.
Giant ice spikes were protruding from the earth. It was something that would take a team of expert waterbenders to do due to the need for monstrous Chi. Yet, the whole water seemed to have frozen in a semi-wall structure as if dome by a single person.
As they got closer, Katara was able to keep the cold seeping into her bones. Along the icy mist stood a lone figure. Its shadow could be clearly seen
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