《Hatred: The Journey of the Madman [Old]》Ch 29: Madness
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AN: Sorry for the wait. I had a lot of things to do and didn't find time to write any further. Also I have struggled with this chapter. After thinking for I while I realized that this novel has a lot of things that are lacking. The world building sucks and the side characters are not deep enough. They feel like an addition and don't suport the main char properly. Also, they don't have features that makes them unique. I will try to make up for that but find it difficult to do so. So please give me some time and through time I hope I will get it right. Thanks for reading.
After getting the gourd from the god of wine, I inspect it carefully.
It's ability to quicken my health regeneration and make me feel no pain is good indeed. Yet for me it is a useless thing. With my body strength and huge mana pool I archived through enhancing my body and doing strict training, the gourd is not much use for me.
The anti pain effect is convenient indeed but pain is not a bad thing. If you would feel no pain than you would become careless. Also without pain things would become dull. There would be no thrill. I don't fear pain, I will embrace it.
There is only one thing I can do and that is to convert the gourd. With the gourd being a magical item that was given me by a god, I am sure that I can create something awesome. If I convert it with the sword I achieved from my first dungeon raid, my choices would be unlimited.
A vast world, with that comes a lot of people. With so many people there ought to be strong ones. If I encounter one with my current strength right now. Forget about killing them, I might not even be able to resist. There is a simple solution to this problem.
You might ask, Thorus, what is this solution you speak of? Simple, it is so simple you might laugh.
The ability not to die!!
What in the world can stop you, if you cant die? Who will stop you? I don't talk about immortality, that has its flaws. Like if you would get stuck in a place, than you would enjoy countless years of solitude.
What I want to achieve is the power to start things over. The power to go back in time and have a second chance or third or countless chances to come.
Yes, I need to bend time and use it to my advantage.
Hmm, what can I make? If I were to make a time machine it would be useless if I died before being able to use it.
Thinking for a solution I pondered a bit.
That's it.
"This...this..."
"Ha...Hahahah."
Having thought for a while I came to a simple conclusion. That is that I can make an item that is linked to the heart. If my heart beat were to stand still, the device would bring me back in to the past. I should make it so that I can decide how much back in time I want to travel, also making it usable while being alive.
The experience I gained and power I achieved through the time should also be transferred to my body of the past.
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If I were to loose my powers, the struggle I had to go through to get strong would be for naught.
My power and enchantments from my dying future self should also be transferred to the past.
My future consciousness and soul would merge with the soul and consciousness of my past self. The souls would become one and my soul would be further strengthen.
I don't know the benefits of having a strong soul yet but I can ask Urkass later. Anyway, what doesn't kill me makes me stronger.
If I can control time I can also give my self some advise. I think my past self and me would high five each other.
Okay I think I am ready. I take out the gourd and the sword placing them on the table.
I stretch out my hand and begin to convert the sword and the gourd. A red aura coats the sword and the gourd and they begin to shine.
In my mind I imagine the time travel/life saving device. The gourd and sword change their form and melt together shrinking in size.
It turns in to a blue crystal about 1 cm. After it finished converting, the blue crystal floated mid air.
I stretch my arms out and the crystal shots directly in to my heart, penetrating my tough skin.
A sudden agonizing pain spreads through my whole body.
"Aaaaaah shiiiitt, this hurts...."
"* Pant* Why must it always hurt."
The blood is oozing in a fast rate and I become dizzy. I get a hot feeling from my chest and a blue hue is coming out of my hole.
Still bearing the pain I try to think of other things.
It doesn't hurt at all, no no.
As the merging goes to the its final stage the pain intensifies.
" Bluehh"
Out of my mouth I spat out at least half of a liter blood. The floor is stained with my blood. A sea of blood is formed. This can't be healthy. Why didn't I think of a better method to insert it. Ahh foolish me.
Slowly the pain is getting much more bearable and the wound is closing.
After five minuets what felt more like weeks the crystal merged with my heart. I can't feel it but it is definitely there.
Anyway I can check it out later i am too tired. I better go to sleep.
Entering the bedroom I see Verrona changing her clothes.
"Can't you knock, jeez."
Feeling to weak I just shake my head.
"Are you alright? Your clothes are stained with blood."
"Y-yes.... need sleep."
"Should I call a healer?"
Verrona asks concerned..
"Don't... I am alright..."
I let my self fall on the bed breaking it.
Ah, I steel have to deal with the heavy body of my.
"Verrona... come"
"What?"
"Need.. body pillow... will heal faster ....that way."
I turn around my head to look for her reaction.
"I am not your toy..."
"Ahh...I feel bad.."
I bite my tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Thorus!" The worried Verrona becomes more worried.
I just pat the bed and look at her with pleading eyes.
"*Sigh * can't be helped. I wanted to do some shopping but I guess it can't be helped."
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She takes out her clothes and was about to change in to her pajamas.
"Don't.. put them on... stay in your underwear."
Blushing she asks why.
"Healing rate... will increase."
"Your talking nonsense."
"Ahhhh"
"I got it." she looks kinda reluctant to get in the bed only with her underwear. With a face as red as a ripe tomato she slowly gets in to the bed.
"Turn around... I want to see ... your face. * cough*"
Verrona turning around looks at me with her beautiful eyes. Our faces are really close and we feel each others breath.
"Your beautiful." I say it with conviction.
"And you look like a demon king."
"What does that mean?"
"Hehe, it means you look like a strong person."
"That is a given. Does that mean I am not appealing to your eyes?"
"Noo, I mean ..." she blushes.
"So you like strong guys?"
"Can't I ? You men lust over the bosoms and buts of women."
"That's right. I love ass and tits. But what I like more is the character of a woman."
"So you say you like me because of my character?"
"At first it was you mature charm and tits. This opened my heart but that alone is not enough. After getting to know you, you were like a mature woman that likes to tease younger ones. than it turned out that you were just a tsundere."
"Tsundere?"
"That is someone that is not honest with her feelings."
"I am honest to myself!"
"See your doing it again."
"What?"
"Never mind anyway back to topic. Any woman will become old and will look like a really dry raisin. If you add an average character of woman on top of that than you having an annoying witch as a wife. This, I don't deserve."
"I see... wait who is going to look like a raisin?" She seems kind of upset.
"Then let's become the most beautiful raisins there is together."
"That's soo wrong yet very beautiful said, you drive me crazy."
"That is my job."
"Hahahaha" she laughs heartily and big smile forms on her face.
I get stunned for short while and my body get's kind of hot.
My johnny sensing the atmosphere decides to stand up.
"Something is poking me."
"Ah, that? That is just my dick."
"Whaaat?" her eyes widen and she becomes red.
"You made me like this... take responsibility."
"What? No not yet... I am not ready."
"You selfish woman look what you have done... Do you want me to finish myself of? Ahh, I am a youngster that has only one thing in mind but am seen as to young to get what is rightful mine. Such unfairness. I am indeed lucky yet unlucky. Only watching but no touching is this a peep show?"
"I promised your mother and your still too young have patience. Wait, weren't you feeling unwell?
Weren't you struggling even when talking."
"What.... are you ... saying, you make.... me sad. You don't belief.. me? * cough*"
After my brilliant acting I put on my widest grin.
"You... you drive me crazy." She was about to hit.
"Ahhh, don't hit me. I am just a five year old, you heartless woman. My heart can't take it if you were to hit me." I say jokingly.
"You are no child you are the devil in disguise."
*smack *
"You... hit me? Not even my own mother hit me... I am going to tell mom."
"Humph, now you are acting like a child? I have seen through you."
"* Sigh* Well it was fun as long as it lasted."
We calmed down and and stared at each other. After a while we both begun to laugh at the same time.
"Verrona?"
"Yes?"
"Close your eyes."
"Wha-?"
Before she can say anything I force my self on her kissing her.
_ _ _ _ _
Time went by and it has been a week since I got my time travel device. I decided to spent some time with Verrona and decided to do the testings later.
Today is the day where I will conduct some tests. I ordered everyone not to disturb me. In the basement of the tower I constructed a lab. When I say lab, it just have a table and nothing more.
I am a bit stingy when it comes to converting materials. So as long as I don't need anything , I won't make it.
I just made some special ammunition that is able to penetrate my skin. It was really costly but well, anything for science.
To be honest the thing I am going to do takes a lot of courage. Or just some on truly foolish. I might be both but since coming here I have decided to live in extremes.
I load my revolver with the special ammunition and set the hammer.
"I am so stupid... but if I succeed than my gain would be unmeasurable."
I place the gun against my head. Pulling the trigger is more difficult than I thought. Even though I know that in theory I should be fine, my self-preservation makes it hard for me to pull the trigger.
"Fuck it, you only live twice at most."
*click * * Boom*
Darkness. Did I mess up? Suddenly in front of me a menu appears.Ahh there it is, I was scared for a moment. Looking around me I see my dead body. I blowed my head up and brain matter is splashed on the walls.
I avert my eyes back to the screen and I see various check points with it dates. I click the last one. That would be today. I can can choose which time of the day I want to go back.
Hmm let's choose one minute before I died. I confirm the time by pressing enter.
The display vanishes and I feel like a force is sucking me. The surroundings turns blue and everything goes backwards.
I see myself holding my gun. My soul goes in to my self like it is attached to it.
Entering my body I gain back my sight and I can feel my body. A black aura spreads out of my body. I guess that means that my soul is strengthening. I feel awesome.
"What happened, lad? Your soul seems to get stronger for some reason." Urkrass seems puzzled.
"I tell you later. First, I need a drink to celebrate."
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