《Hatred: The Journey of the Madman [Old]》Ch 06: Worry
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Just another day in a life of a genius. I have to say, a lot of things happened in a short time. Never did I imagined the after life would be this sweet. Living in this fantasy like world is like living in a game.
"Alena are you there?"
"Yes master"
"Now that we are bond together, I want to ask you a few things as I barley know anything about you"
Me wanting to learn more about her made her really motivated and she giggled.
"Oh you want to learn more about me?"
"Yes Mrs.. Obvious"
"Hehe, Okay I'll tell you anything. Once upon a tim-"
"Please spare me with this, just tell your abilities and show yourself, talking into my head really creeps me out."
Disappointed she agrees.
Green glowing particles are coming out of my body and she takes shape.
"Wow really cool stuff"
"Really?" she asks wanting to be complimented.
"No, just kidding"
"Jeez stop teasing me"
She turns red.
"Well fun aside tell me about your powers."
"As you probably know I am nature spirit, we excel in healing abilities. I can even regrow served limbs."
Ehhh? That's sounds amazing but I shouldn't show her how amazed I am.
"Hmm, something else you can do?"
"I can can cast offensive nature magic like razor sharp leaves"
Reminds me of a game I played as a kid where cute animals were stuffed in tiny balls.
"Is there anything else you want to know master?"
"Yes about my corrupted soul how does it affect me?"
"I don't know, most of those have a corrupted soul go insane and loses their reasoning. That's why I tagged along with you, even thought your soul got corrupted you don't seem to go beserk. Also having a corrupted soul boosts your magic power."
"I see seems like I am the exception, Alena if I ever go beserk you have to stop me, I don't like the idea of loosing control. No one controls me except me."
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She looked at me with worry, trying to hide it with a forced smile.
"Don't worry master, count on me. Everything will be fine"
Her try to comfort me made me happy. Even thought I swore to myself not to give in to my brains wiring. I can't deny that I yearn for company. So this time I'll let it slip, those words I wouldn't even say if my life would depend on it.
"Thank you Alena."
Alena was surprised and caught off guard.
"A-are you alright master? Do you have a fever"
She places her hand on forehead to check my temperature.
"Hmph, it is a given to care for your underlings, a king is only as good as his people."
Alena on that remark showed me a earnest warm smile that I never seen on her. That smile made even me blush a bit.
"Master, can I ask you a few questions?"
"Go ahead"
"First, how are you able to speak at this age? You far too intelligent for your age"
Should I tell her that I am reincarnated? I better keep it secret as it would damage my credibility of me being a genius.
"Alena there are things you shouldn't know. Maybe someday I'll tell you why but that have to wait."
"Ah, I see."
"Something else you want to know?"
"Yes, how come your mana is red? In its pure state it is of blue color but yours is red."
Actually that I don't know for certain, I suspect it has something to do with the god of madness giving me power. I better hide the fact that I worship him as I don't know what she'll do. I better lie.
"I don't know why it is red and I don't care. Even if it was of pink color I wouldn't care as long as it works."
"Anything else?"
"No that's all"
I hear steps nearing me.
"Alena quick, my mother is coming, go back into my body."
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She instantly dissolves into green particles and goes back into my body.
"Good morning my dear"
Well here she comes taking me to the living room to feed me.
While she feeds me my father comes back from work.
"I am back"
With an idiot's grin he rushes to me and holds me up in the air spinning me around.
Not again how could my mother marry such an annoying man.
"Did you miss me?"
No.
While my mother prepared diner my father played with me. Well I wouldn't call it playing as he hold his hands out encouraging me to punch them. I'll show him what I am made of.
In my former life I practiced some boxing to defend myself from bullies so this should be a piece of cake.
I quickly jab a one-two. My father was surprised my my near flawless form.
"What was that? So much power coming from my baby. And this unique form of his I have never seen it before, he must be a natural talent."
Heheheh, If you only knew.
He cheered me on motivating me further. I began to use my feets and with my new body my foot work could even rival Muhammad Ali's.
Since coming to this world I had never so much fun. Showing off is something I enjoy as in my former life I had nothing I could show off except my katana collection.
"Come last punch give me your best shot."
You don't have to ask twice. I put all my energy in my right hand not noticing that I am collecting mana in my right fist.
"W-what the hell is this"
I only noticed now when I threw my straight that my hand was coated with my red mana not only that there were also some black mixed in. As my punch connects with my father right hand he is blown away breaking the table witch stands behind him.
"Thorus" my mother screams rushing to me.
Fuck this hurts. I think I broke my hand.
Master are you alright?' ask worrying
'Yes everything is cool, a broken hand is nothing'
My mother checks everything If everything is alright ingnoring my blown away father. She takes my right and tears starts to build up.
"Oh what was that? I can't believe my son blew me away"
Noticing that I was hurt he also rushes to me.
"Thorus are you alright?"
"How can he be alright he broke his hand and it is all your fault you sorry excuse of a father."
"I am so sorry dear I-"
"Shut up and be silent"
Her scary face made me even shudder but what worries me more is that they saw my red-black mana. They'll think I am something sinister and will probably abandoned me. I fucked up big time.
"Spirits of nature aid me for you have mercy for the living."
She chanted some really embarrassing shit and healed my broken hand.
"So tell me what happened?" she asks my father.
"We just played around for a bit and did some punching exercises when he suddenly gather mana in his right hand and send me flying. Hahahah as excepted of my son"
"It is no laughing matter he hurt himself"
Admitting his fault my prideful father got kind of smaller looking at floor not daring to upset my mother anymore.
"Our child seems strong, he didn't even cry when his arm broke, strange don't you think so? And also his mana was of red-black color, I have never seen such fierce mana."
"Me neither what can this mean? Anyway I won't ever abandoned him even if he would be the demon lord himself and the whole world would be against us."
Words can't describe how relived and happy I am. Even thought it has its benefits being abandoned, like being able to do anything I want without hiding anything. It also would be sad too lose my comfortable life style.
Relived from the pressure of getting kicked out I giggle which turns into a mad laughter thought only cute baby laughter can be heard.
They both sigh in relief and hug me.
'Such loving and caring parents'
'Yes indeed Alena'
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