《Reincarnation, the beginning.》Chapter 6 ~Unwanted past~
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[Amhuus POV]
{Several years ago}
Once again, I'm looking at Quemm'a, the village's most beautiful girl. My heart, like always, is beating like crazy. However, I can't focus on the romance yet. I had to go back. I started repairing my home and strengthened it. After that, I started weeding herbs in my garden. Before I lost my parents, mother taught me almost everything about herbs. The most important herb, which I often use, is the Aum Plant, used for its healing abilities on opened wounds. In the garden, there were some Kingsfoil, which is also a healing plant, and some other herbs to cook. Unfortunately, most of the herbs are harmful: Poisonous, carnivorous or emitting bluffing sounds. Some of them shine in the night, with violet, blue, green or white colors. There are also magic plants, which can slightly increase your mana. However, they aren't easy to harvest or to find. Outside the village, I have a secret garden where I am growing Avern poison. Village don't allow their cultivation since children might accidentally eat them and die. Avern poison can be cured, but treatment take long time.
I feel like someone is observing me...
I noticed that some of the Averns disappeared. Tomorrow, I will hide and wait.
Crouching down in the bushes, I waited. I noticed some curing herbs. I took them and gently cleaned them since if you use too much force, they can easily lose their effects. After almost two hours, nothing happened, so I started walking home, suddenly I heard sounds of a fight. I started running in their direction. When I arrived at the battle place, one of the sides was lying on the ground. I couldn't see anything due to the darkness surrounding the area. I focused on the black being. It had red eyes while the rest of its body was black... I knew it was dangerous... I wanted to leave and not to mix between them, but I immediately caught a glimpse of who was lying on the ground. Quemm'a! What was she doing here? I jumped out from the shadow and attacked the odd creature. You dealt 256 damage.
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The creature emitted a sound full of nervosity. I attacked again.
You dealt 119 damages.
It was already stained in blood, but ignoring it, like nothing happened, it attacked me. I couldn't dodge so I needed to prepare myself to take on his attacks.
You have lost your shield and 5% of HP.
Impossible... I started attacking it, using some of my father's techniques.
You dealt 167 damages. You dealt 149 damages. You have lost 20% of HP.
Even if I blocked his attack, it still took my HP. I needed to go with a different move. I provoked it.
You dealt 489 damages.
It still didn't die! What a monster. It caught me off guard and attack.
You have less than 50% of HP left.
I managed to block, but if I didn't, I would be already dead.
"Ha ha ha". It laughed... is it funny to it... This time, I will use my best skill.
You dealt 59 damages. You dealt 29 damages. You dealt 42 damages.
I was moving around it, slightly cutting it. It started to be annoyed, causing his defense to decrease. Exactly what I was waiting for. I jumped at it.
You dealt 821 damages. It surprised the monster and angered it. The creature disappeared before I had the chance to attack it again. I thought that probably it had too little HP to continue. I fell on the ground, exhausted, but quickly stood again and took care of Quemm'a. I applied bandages on her wounds and brought her back to the village. Her father couldn't see my face, which is good. I went to the chief to tell him about a strong beast.
{Next day. Morning.}
What surprised me the most was her father. He ran to me, yelling something... But I ignored it. After a few minutes, something hit me... It was Quemm'a! How... Did she know? How? How can she knows that I was the one who helped her...? but my thoughts were immediately blown away as I heard her sudden confession. It surprised me again. I don't know how to behave in such a situation. I couldn't take her off me, as she squeezed me even harder. She started crying. Why? I don't know what to do! Before I realized, I had already confessed to her, revealing something that I hid deep within my heart. She was now even happier. I don't know what happened, but love came quicker than I thought.
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{Months later} My first child will be born. We already decided on the name. Ninerga. {6 weeks later}
My son has been born. Quemm'a was jumping with Ninerga in the house. Her parents came to congratulate.
Night came. A big moon moonlighted everything around as little stars twinkled in the sky. A lot of people think that in the night most of the romantic feeling can be released. I was sitting while I was embracing Quemm'a. We were watching Ninerga. My son -no our son was having fun in the garden while looking at us from time to time with a big smile.
Suddenly, all sounds ceased. I stood up and took a chopper in my hand. Something wasn't right. Nobody was paying attention, but I could feel it.
"Is something wrong?" My wife questioned me, but I ignored her. I was looking around when I calmed myself and sat down. I start again enjoying the night with my family.
It took only a moment. Ninerga had been caught by a flying creature. It stood on a palisade and turned, holding my nearly dead son. It's this monster... I will never forget these red eyes. I could feel my blood boiling in me. I could hear my wife crying. I started chasing the awful creature, accompanied by other guys. It was laughing until it flew away. I fell on my knees. Cursing this fucking monster. I will never make the same mistake...
{Now}
People don't want to remember that night, they deleted it from their memory. Since then, I never enjoyed the night again, until my second son was born. But what happened then is still imprinted in my memory.
I'm eating dinner with my family while looking at Azarrar. I must protect him, I can't let this happen again. I can't forget the looks of my nearly breakdown Quemm'a. I will get my revenge, it can't get away with it.
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