《Hatred: The Journey of the Madman [Old]》Ch 39: Reward
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"Servants of yours?"
"Yes, a boy and girl around my age. One is called Neo while the latter is called Elise. So what do you say? I don't have much time for you anyway right now."
"Hmm, I understand. I was getting a bit of bored lately so taking a stroll is not bad. Moreover if it is for the sake of your friends I am more than willing."
"Friends? I told you they are just servants."
"Really?"
"Whatever, take Neurocarnium with you, he seemed restless since he arrived here. I guess he is dying for taking a stroll."
"That skeleton?"
"Yes, yes. You two should get to know each other more. He is a nice guy. Also in the woods I have build a secrete underground basement. You can stay there with Neurocarnium. Since you are there you can also establish our foothold there. Like an outpost."
"Should I take a few men with me?"
"No, that would arouse suspicious."
"I got it. How do I find Neo and Elise?"
"Just ask my parents I am sure you can find them easily. Neo will probably be not easily pursued, to make him believe that I send you just tell him the following...."
POV Thorus (vassal: kid form)
"Pah" I spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Wah, what's wrong Thorus? Should we take a break?"
"Break? Please no. I want to get out, look at my pitifulself. I have lost count on how many days I am here. It feels like a century."
"Well not quite so much you are only here for 93 years."
"93 years? Damn, this place is bizarre. I haven't eaten for 93 years."
"Well, you refuse to learn. So it is up to you, learn my teachings than you can leave." Chadera smiles at me. I swear I can sense a tiny bit of Schadenfreude.
"What a waste, I could have trained this whole 93 years. Yet I have to suffer through this. It is enough I submit. Test me again with those stupid questions of yours."
"Hey, these questions aren't stupid." Chadera puffs her cheeks.
"You have screw lose. Don't you have other hobbies? Such a pitiful woman. Ai, I don't even now how to comfort you."
"What who is pitiful?"
"You, you, you, you who else but you?"
"Are you alright?"
"Alright? Hahahaha. I have spent the last 94 years with you how can I be alright? At first it was nice having a goddess by myself for so long and getting all the attention but I am tired. You, you are boring. My intensities have turned green from regret. I should have killed myself. I thought I was mad enough to last an eternity with you, ha, how naive. No wonder you have no man, who would want such a plain, boring airhead for a woman, who only talks about doing good. "
"Pah." I spit a mouthful of blood.
"You are wrong in one point."
"Finally something not lesson related. Tell me." I say, the change of topic is like a drop of water in the desert.
"It is 93 years not 94, well we can take a short break. I see that you are not feeling well." she says with a straight face as if nothing I said changed her mind.
"Screw this I am leaving."
I stand up and go to the door.
"Hey, where do you intend to go?"
"Away from you. You are the devil. I would have preferred burning the whole 94 years instead of having to listen to you."
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The door won't open.
"Don't say that. I am sorry I might have overdone it. It's just so lonely up here. I was being selfish. I hope you can forgive me?"
"Why do you want me to forgive you?"
Chadera sighs.
"After all this time being with you I come to the conclusion, that you are not truly evil."
"What makes you say that. My path will contain much blood shed. And I might take over the world."
"If you are truly evil you wouldn't treat me in such a way."
"What do you mean?"
"You are understanding. That time where I injured you, you didn't take it to heart. You have a gift, you can understand people. I hope you will use it not only for bad things."
"Funny for you to say that to your enemy."
"Well I love all beings. Even the most cruel and evil has still some good in them.
"Good or bad I am neither of those. I act on my own will. If I want to do something I do it as simple as that. Good and bad are just a construct made by people. I am not willing to restrain my self by society. In the end we are just animals. Do you judge an animal which plays with its prey before eating it?"
"Well, there are rules made by gods and goddess. And as the goddess of the world you reside in you should follow them."
"Then why give the people their free will? Gods shouldn't stick there noses in mortal matters. And your rules are just a joke. They don't stop people from killing and satisfying their greed. Why should I play by the rules and be trampled on?."
Chadera make a pained expression.
"Some of your points make sense. Yet I want to believe in my children. Also I consider you to be my child, even though I know the circumstances that lead you to this world."
"So you knew, well I never intended to hide it from you. That would be wishful thinking."
"Well I did my best, so let me give my last effort. If you answer the following answer right. I will fulfill you a wish, it has to be reasonable though."
"Now we are talking."
"The question is: You see an elderly man lying on the street, what do you do?"
"That question again?"
"Yes that question again, now answer it to your best abilities."
"Humph, don't underestimate me, this question is tricky indeed but with my vast knowledge an-"
"Yes, yes now answer."
"You...okay Let me think."
Chadera chuckles and is waiting for the answer.
Okay this question is a bit tricky I have to admit. The answer should be simple yet I am reluctant to answer it right. Answering it right would be like losing against her yet I want the reward that comes from answering it right.
"When I see a elderly man lying on the streets I first ask if he needs help getting up. I don't want to hurt his pride, maybe he has a complex after going ancient and not being able to get it up. If he says no I will smile and wish him luck. However if he says yes I will take action. I will gently help him up so that I won't hurt his ancient body. Who knows maybe he has back problems. When he is up I ask him if he needs further help. If yes I will help him get to his home by offering a hand. Arriving at his home there is the possibility that he lives alone. Then I offer him further assistance. Like making him dinner. Let's say he wants my help than I of course join the meal. He will most likely be lonely since his wife most likely died while giving birth or catching some stds while cheating on him.
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After I hear his sad story I weep and promise him to visit him now and then. Gaining his trust he will see me as a son, since his sons are most likely become someone useless, since they don't seem to visit him that often. After having some family time, I will enter the bath and ask if he needs help scrubbing his back.
Than we will scrub each other backs. In the night I will hear out his stories where he was young and got all the chick. I will admire him and ask him for some tips. All while the chimney is casting its comforting warmth and lightening up the old man's face, that is full of wrinkles and wisdom.
Than one day when I have a sleep over, I will try to wake up the old man that has become like a father to me. Someday he will not wake up, I will joke about how he is a sleep head and gently try to shake him awake.But instead of waking up with a smile like always, he will have his eyes closed.
I will shake more and more, saying that he can stop kidding and wake up. But he won't, he is dead. I will break down, my head on his chest, crying while clenching his clothes. Burning his body I take his ash to the coast. The wind is blowing I will release his remains, while the wind carrying his ash over the sea I will kow tow and say my last good bye."
Now if this isn't the most good someone can do than I don't know. Looking at Chadera who is already in tears I can't help but smile. She is such an emotional woman, I would have puked hearing this bullshit. But well, I can't help being an awesome story teller.
"And? Did I get it right?"
She sniffs a few time while trying to get back to normal. With a running nose she says.
"Uuuuh, I never knew some can be this good, this even exceeds my own imagination. Your answer was perfect, in all aspects. It touched my heart."
"It was good right? That should be worth two wishes don't you think?"
Removing her snot in a elengant manner she says.
"Don't over do it."
"At least a small favor?"
"Well it depends. So tell me your wish first."
Hmm, what should I get? Freeing the madgod is out of question I don't thing that she is willing to do so. A magical item to convert? That sounds good what should I get. It has to be on god level.
"I want a strand of your hair or better two one for my personal use and the second as a souvenir."
"My hair?" she asks surprised. "Don't you want to have something like a weapon?"
"No, I want something that is a part of you. After all we spend a lifetime together. Even thought you drove me crazy to the point of spitting mouthfuls of blood, strangely I can't say I disliked it thus far."
"Eh? Ehhhhh?" Chadera looks down her face blushing. She looks like a maiden in love.
"Well, I have developed feelings for you. You pass barley for becoming my concubine."
Well even if her personality is rotten, her status is beyond any mortal woman will ever have. I will mess a bit with her. Hehehe. If I conquer her than heavens that would be no joke.
"Who wants to become your concubine stupid." Chadera retorts.
"Ai, for you to react like that, a virgin indeed."
I approach Chadera. Staying face to face I ask.
"So can you give me two strands of your hair? It would be nice to have something that reminds me of you." I say while touching her shoulder briefly."
Chadera still a bit dazed out coughs once and regains her demeanor, more or less.
"Well, If you insist so much, I guess I can fulfill you that wish."
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Pov Chadera
What was that? My heart skipped a beat for a second. Am I sick? I never felt like this before. Some how Thorus looks much more manly and he seems to glow. What is going on.
My heart rate become much faster after he touched my shoulder briefly.
I can't see through this guy. I have to admit these last 93 years where not bad. I had never so much fun teaching someone even if he was not cooperating. It was also funny when he complained and spat out blood.
He suspires me time after time. You can't predict his actions, unless you read his mind. But out of respect and an agreement we had I shouldn't do so. Even thought I want to know what he is thinking right now. What is he thinking while smiling at me with such warmth. A small peak wouldn't hurt right.
Mind of Thorus:
Ufff, her tits aren't bad at all, they make me want to have some buns.
Hot cross buns! Hot cross buns! One a penny, two a penny, Hot cross buns! If you have no daughters, give them to your sons. One a penny two a penny, Hot cross buns!
Yo, yo. Why is she staring at me not saying anything. Is she reading my mind? Hey,I thought we had an agreement. I really should spank your butt, you little rascal.
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Pov Thorus
"Hahahaha, I am sorry I couldn't resist." she is wiping away her tears, that come from laughing heartily.
"So you where reading my mind, you naughty vixen. Well, anyway give me some of your hair, please would you?"
"Ah, yes." she pulls on her silver hair and a few strands of her hair are pulled out. She stretches out her hand, on her palm there more than two strands. There at least six!
Breathing heavy I reach to her hand not missing the opportunity I touch her hand a bit longer to get a feel of her god like smooth skin.
After getting the six strands of her silver hair, Chadera withdraws her hand quickly holding it in front of her breast. Her face turning red.
"Can you give me that box of chalk?"
"Why?"
"I don't want to lose your precious hair. So I want to make a suitable box out of it."
"Ah, right you had that converting power of yours."
"Yes."
After I converted the box of chalk in to a wooden box, I put the six strands of hair in to it.
"Thank you. You gave me more than I asked for. That should be rewarded. I have a present for you as well."
"Really what is it?" Chadera becomes excited all of sudden.
"Close your eyes or else you will spoil the surprise."
Chadera closes her eyes.
I go on my tip toes and with my right hand reach the back of her head. Drawing her head closer to mine I kiss her.
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