《Teaching Heroes of Might and Magic》Interlude II: Sasha I
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I skipped lightly as I moved a short distance away from Master.
I mean, in the first place I didn't exactly plan on going that far away, but he yelled so loud, and it didn't even feel like he was trying to yell very loudly.
Who knows how many kilometres that 'little' shout of his reverberated. I giggled at the thought of so many people hearing Master tell me not to go to far.
It's quite embarrassing, but oh well, not much I can do about Master being over-protective.
I finally neared my resting spot, or the spot I had claimed to be my resting spot.
It was this beautiful tree, which extended quite far up into the sky. It was at least 50 or so metres tall, but what made it beautiful wasn't its size, it was its petals, because they were rainbow coloured.
These petals ranged in colour from blue to pink to yellow. It was beautiful.
It was as if the sky was flushed with a thousand rainbows, which stunned me quite so, the first time I saw this place.
As I sat down underneath the tree, it felt like I was being embraced, as if I could rest here without worries, and that is what I planned on doing.
I had already learned that this place was inaccessible to anyone else, and I had tried to bring someone here.
I dragged Roman, who my Master had taken a liking to, and made him come with me. He couldn't enter, and when I asked him what happened when I entered, he simply said, that I disappeared.
So I came to the conclusion, that this tree only let select people enter its realm, and I happened to be one of those people.
I'm sure Master knew this tree and its special domain existed, and because Master said nothing about it, I had taken it to be a safe zone. I mean, Master wouldn't let me be hurt by anything.
As I closed my eyes, I leaned back against the tree and let my mana go free. Unhindered, my mana raged everywhere, flailing about wildly.
I never did this next to Master, because he'd get angry if I destroyed the temple. I mean, he is quite strict when it comes to taking care of ones own property.
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Nonetheless, no matter how I let my mana rage here, it couldn't hurt even a single petal on this tree, and putting this into perspective, I could destroy Masters temple within a second if I went wild with my mana.
So it was quite confusing how such a mysterious tree could simply exist out here, without anyone ever noticing.
It made me happy anyway, since this was now my exclusive spot.
What made me sad though, was now that I had broken through to the next Rank, Master planned on leaving, and there was no way I could move this tree.
I mean, Master most definitely could, but he wouldn't do it. I mean, he made me do everything myself, and simply guided me along the way. Without his guidance, I probably wouldn't have broken through for who knows how many years.
If I begged in a cute manner though, he would most likely cave and bring this tree with us on our travels, but I didn't want to inconvenience Master, no matter how little of an inconvenience it would be.
Nonetheless, I have seen Master gazing at this tree's direction quite a few times, and each time he did, the tree would shake gently.
Even, I, with all my power couldn't faze this tree in the slightest, and Master, with a mere gaze, made the tree shake.
I sighed. It was quite pitiful of me to compare myself to Master. I mean, he is a man... No, master isn't a mere man, he is something so much more. He is a being so mysterious and powerful that I couldn't even properly fathom his true depth.
Thinking back to my childhood, and all the powerful figures I had come across, Master just seemed so much more.
Even back then, with my minuscule power, which solely stemmed from my bloodline, when I was labelled as trash because I couldn't even cultivate, when I saw those powerful beings from my Clan and its allies, not one of those old assholes came close to Master.
Thinking back to it, my life was quite terrible in this world.
From my birth till my eventual self exile so I could get away from the pain, those days were terrible.
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My father and mother... Two human beings of which I only loosely care for. My father never loved me, the only reason he even defended me from my 'grandfather' was because he wanted to protect his reputation.
He didn't want to have a abused and bloody daughter as that would have lessened his fucking 'face'.
I hated those days.
Mother... I want to love her. I truly do, but I just can't bring myself to do it properly.
Even after all I put my mother and father through, they barely extended any love to me. Which was understandable, but it still pained me immensely.
My father never once consoled me, never once did he look at me positively. He only ever looked at me with pity and disgust.
It was terrible, being looked at like that by your own father.
Mother was heart broken. She always cried whenever she saw me, and quite a few times, she did attempt to console me, but began crying and ran away before she even began.
My childhood was a complete nightmare.
It got even worse when my little brother was born.
It was at that moment that my life became a living hell.
My father complied by my 'grandfathers' wishes and had me exiled from the main house since I, the trash heir was no longer needed now that a heir who could cultivate was born.
I was meant to be executed by my 'grandfather' but my father begged my grandfather to spare me. After multiple days of torturing my father... My 'grandfather' finally complied, but I was then sent to live with the servants and even they treated my like trash.
If it wasn't for the Head Maid Latessha, I think I would have gone through some severe days. She was one of the only people in that entire Clan that ever treated me nicely.
In that entire Clan, aside from my parents whom I have a love and hate relationship with, I had Head Maid Latessha, Elder Yellan. my elder female cousin, Beatrix and my Mothers two followers, Feilen and Johann whom I cared for.
A total of 7 people in a clan that numbered who knew how many millions of people. As a clan, their higher ups probably had several thousand people, of whom 4 people, Elder Yellan, my Cousin Beatrix and my parents consisted. They then had several million direct servants, of whom only Latessha, Feilen and Johann cared for me.
The direct population under their control? I don't even know how many billion, or trillion that number reached.
But it didn't matter.
I had cut myself from that clan.
On my 5th birthday, I had begged Johann to take me away from the clan. I'd rather live as I commoner than stay within that fucking clan for a minute longer.
And Johann complied.
Him and Feilen together, went to my mother, got some resources and then we left. In the night, using my mothers seal, I was carried outside of the Clan in a bag, as if I was some resources.
But I was happy to finally be out of that clan.
I was happy to be free of that darkness, because that wasn't something that I, as a child should have to go through.
This world was a terrible world to be in. I wished at those times that I could have been born in a better world, but now? Not any more. I didn't have wishes like that any more.
Not since Master had taken me under his wings. Not since Master had allowed me to finally soar. To finally feel free.
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Hey guys, Old Man here.
Hope you enjoy the Interlude! I'll be bringing you some more chapters soon, but I've been busy so I didn't exactly have much time to proofread. My bad Peeps!
Nonetheless, this is the First Sasha Interlude, hence the [Sasha I]. I think I'll make a Sasha Interlude every 10, 20, or 25 chapters. Not sure right now.
Love and Peace,
-Old Man
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