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He was wise enough to leave the bar before he totally drunk. He went there almost after he returned from his journey to a mountain range, in search for another magic artifact which was said to help him grow stronger or control his powers better.
This is getting worse and worse. All those artifacts are a scam. Either not working as said or not even existing! I am risking my life for nothing... What else can I do though? My powers are simply too dangerous alone. Ahhh what do I do? Well, first things first. Let's return to my little house. Heh I am living more time out of it than inside it.
While emerged in his thoughts Jason kept dragging his feet along the empty road stumbling upon every minor abnormality on the sidewalk.
Holy... I really shouldn't drink that much. I am like a drunk fuck. Hey now that I think of it I can go to what's its name forest. The sources say that there is a magic orb that will regenerate my energy all the time. Although it will probably be another scam, I can't do anything else but try.
Around that time, a shadow moved inside the dark. This wasn't enough to catch the attention of Jason though. He kept walking slowly and looking almost painfully while the shadow kept following him.
When Jason was passing nearby a broken lamp, which created a entirely dark pocket of space on the road, a crack sound broke the silence. Jason's awareness suddenly rose and he took a battle stance. Immediately Jason's left hand lit and showed.... nothing.
Jason couldn't see anything despite the fire in his hand. His vision was blurry and he was sleepy and tired from the long trip.
Then he notice a small movement, nearly invisible, at the other side of the road. The whole road was at the edge of the town, and Jason was walking in the side with the buildings, while the other side had just a sidewalk, trees and a park behind it.
Behind the trees Jason could identify a big figure wearing dark red clothing. The figure noticed it got discovered and immediately backed away, disappearing in the vast darkness of the park.
Jason was initially shocked by this and tired to get away from the park. He was in no condition to fight right now. He tried to reach the corner of the block but then something destroyed all the nearby lamps, engulfing him in absolute darkness.
Of course. Of fucking course. With my luck, I wonder why something like this didn't happen earlier.
Jason's both hands flamed with a small light, just enough to let him see where he walking. He didn't want to waste any unnecessary energy.
As he was walking slowly, trying to hear any movement, Jason stumbled again and fell down. This caused the flames in his hands to go out and him falling on his side. As he was falling the large figure Jason had seen before emerged from the trees at the other side of the road and pounced on him.
It was apparently a man. Jason couldn't see his face but understood that he had long hair. Also every piece of clothing he had was black, except a red robe he was wearing on top of him.
He grabbed Jason by the wrists and locked him on the ground whilst he got on of him. Any attempt Jason tried to get away was futile. His grab was like a metal clamp.
Oh shit. Now I am gonna get raped.
The man raised the right hand of Jason and tried to slam it on the ground. This caused great pain to Jason. He then proceeded to drag it along the sidewalk, scratching his skin.
Only then Jason remember he could control all the elements of nature. Both his hands shot flames which made the large man to let Jason go and move away. Jason then hurriedly got up and touched his hand where it got scratched. It wasn't really big and it was bleeding slightly.
Jason looked up to confront his attacker, but was nowhere to be seen. Jason decided to fight him. He took the ground beneath a tree and moved it, with the tree, to the center of the rode. Then he burnt the tree, creating a large fire which, enable Jason to see somewhat clearly. It was also a source of backup energy.
Jason's view scouted for the man with the long hair, but was unlucky. He had vanished just like that. Jason then tried to see if there a water source nearby or below the ground. He found a water pipe somewhat deep which had large amounts of water.
This is probably one of the main pipelines the supply the town with water. I can't destroy it.
As Jason was thinking of a way to overcome his opponent he drew the dagger from his back and extended it to the length of an arming sword. He then lit it up and moved forward to get a wider view. He leaned both ways but couldn’t see any movement. As he was looking around, the fire behind was getting bigger and bigger, to the point that it was obscuring the vision behind it.
Jason then heard heavy footsteps but couldn’t identify where they were coming from. Then the man that was chasing appeared jumping through the flames of the tree holding a metal staff, which looked like it had some sort of blades at each end.
Jason rose his sword in front of him in order to block the incoming attack, but the impact sent him flying back. Before he could get up the man reached him and swinged his weapon at him. He didn’t try to stab him or thrust the blades though. He was trying to cut him.
Why does he have blades that can’t stab? Instead he has butcher blades.
As Jason was overthinking this he moved his hand upwards and a rock pillar rose from the ground. The attacker didn’t expect this and his weapon bounced at the pillar making him lose his balance. This gave Jason enough time to stand up and ready himself.
The man charged at him, after regained his balance, but was met with a large fire attack. HE tried blocking it with his staff, but was in vail. The mere power of the attack pushed him onto the flaming tree. He rose up again but his clothes were on fire. As he panicly tried to remove anything burning from him, Jason got the chance and run away. He was tired so he was moving slowly, trying to preserve energy.
He passed by a shop which featured some water bottles. Jason then reached his hand and the water from a six pack of one litre bottles flies through the bottles themselves and the wooden door. Then the water covered Jason’s arms and froze. This gave Jason two big ice clubs which acted as a reserve of water.
He got the chance to use them immediately because the man appeared from the other end of the street, walking slowly with his weapon drawn. Jason liquified the water again and took a battle stance. Then it was him that charged towards the man, which apparently shocked him. He got over it quickly though and started running himself.
When they were at a close distance, Jason swung his arms and all the water flew towards the large man. When it reached him, Jason froze it and immobilized him. It wasn’t enough water for all of him, but was enough. The water was mainly at his hands and torso, which included the staff.
The man immediately tried to escape, but Jason relaxed and took a deep breath. He then continued and moved some of the ice to the head of his attacker, trying to make him suffocate. This caused his opponent to struggler fiercely but still couldn’t break free. With his head trapped, the man tried to slam himself to the ground which broke some parts of the ice. Those parts included the hands, and with his weapon free he broke the rest of the ice.
Jason was surprised by this but didn’t move. He had still his trump card. When the man completely broke free, he was dizzy, partly because of the repeated banging of his head. He took some time to recover, in which time Jason stood up and drew his sword. He then moved forward and with an air attack he blew his opponent back.
Before he could touch the ground, Jason opened it revealing an empty sewer. He resolidified it when the man was halfway through it, trapping him with only his torso above the ground.
Jason was really tired by all this, and fell on his knees. As he tried to steady his breath, the man got the opportunity and picked up his weapon. He swung it towards Jason who didn’t react fast enough and suffered a large cut on his forehead. Then for some reason the man dropped his own weapon and moved his hand up.
While this happened, Jason felt his new wound increasingly hot and decided to end this. He was in an awkward position from trying to dodge the attack, with his body leaning backwards. He then moved his body forward with whatever strength he had still inside him, while swinging his hands. Sparks appeared out of nowhere around Jason’s hands, and a lightning arced towards his trapped attacker. Jason fell on his chest because inertia but the man in front of him had it worse.
His body was scorching and you could see large burns all over him. A faint grilling sound was out of him as well. Jason tried a few times and eventually stood up. He opponent’s lifeless body and turned around to pick his sword. He pathetically tried to pick it up but couldn’t. He changed back to a dagger before he was able to pick it. He looked one more time at his fallen enemy and made his way home.
He reached his crappy apartment and immediately fell on his bed. He didn’t bother to do anything else, apart from sleeping. He couldn’t though. His mind was travelling and analyzing the battle he just had.
I really hate it sometimes, when I overthink that much.
He got up and opened his last bottle of beer. As he was thinking about it, then it hit him.
I didn’t search him! His weapon must be lying still there!
He got up and run, well walked fast, back to the location of their encounter. He let out a deep sigh when he found that everything was intact. He closed in on the body and saw something protruding from his back pocket. He reached for it and found out it was a map. On the map were various X signs… made of blood. It took some time for Jason to realize that this was a map of his city. He then noticed that there were some incomplete signs with just and /. HE also noticed that the crosses were made from different blood each. Every / was from the same blood while every \ was made from different blood each time.
This creeped Jason out, until he saw an / at the general location he lived. He assumed that he was the next target and waited for his blood to make the \.
H tried to discard all his troubling thoughts and threw the map away. It landed on the opposite side, which revealed another different map. Jason hurriedly picked it up and saw the map of a forest with four circles at relatively same distance from each other. On the title of the map said: Forest of Light. Also at each corner was a box with apparently information about what was at each circle.
Jason saw that at the box on the right bottom said about an artifact very similar to the orb he had heard about. The orb that could give unlimited energy and control over his powers. It’s needless to say that Jason was excited about this and treasured this map. He lastly picked up the bo staff of his opponent in order to sell it and set off once again to his home.
Forest of Light here I come!
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A modest smile graced Siene’s lips as she admired the sight yet her violet eyes were turned downwards not upwards. She took a few steps forward bringing her closer to the edge of what looked like a massive mirror that lay on the ground as if showing the sky a reflection of itself. She began skirting the mirror’s edge, which ran roughly parallel with the meager dirt road the psychic was treading on earlier. After a short while, she stopped and turned to fully face the vast reflective surface and with her foot touched it. Instead of tapping against glass her foot sank in a little sending a small ripple through the still water’s surface.
Siene followed the small ripples as they distorted the mirror image of the sky, her gaze ending at the autumnal forest on opposite bank. The mix of remaining green leaves with those wearing their fall shade of reds and yellows illuminated under the gentle starlight was thoroughly eye-catching. That stunning sight sandwiched between identical yet opposite swathes of starry night sky both above and below painted a breathtaking image. With a vibrant smile, the young woman sat down cross-legged and silently drank in the sight. It was moments like these that made her eternally grateful for her choice to travel the world, even if it was only a byproduct of her actual reason for wandering.
A glance at her cheap watch told her it was a few scant minutes before midnight. She turned her head to gaze further down the trodden dirt road; somewhere further off would be the town of Cheras. With a conflicted looked, she alternated between the scenic lake view and the direction of her next destination.
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A sigh escaped her lips as she got up from her comfortable position. A quick pat down on her navy blue shorts to shake off the dust followed by quickly straightening out her black hoodie. Siene turned back to get one more look at the lake when she froze. Across the body of water new lights drew her attention; two golden orbs seemed to float several feet off the ground, bobbing around almost leisurely. They moved slowly getting bigger as they apparently approached the shoreline.
The Psyker brought her hoodie over her head largely obscuring the glow of her own violet eyes, hoping to go unnoticed by the glowing balls of light. She briefly wondered if they were spirits, some stories she had heard described the souls of the dead looking something like the strange phenomena in front of her but her deduction was proved wrong as the creature the golden spheres belonged to stepped into the light. It looked like a huge deer, at this distance she could not accurately tell how big it actually was but she knew it was at least bigger than five feet. The massive animal was hunched over the lake seeming to inspect it, under the moonlight Siene could identify a coat of light brown fur and what she had actually seen were the creature’s glowing eyes.
Siene found herself unable to look away from the scene, a new curiosity piqued in her. The doe, she had assumed since it bore not even a sign of antlers, looked…natural in the scene, not in the way that a deer was usually seen in the forest but in that it seemed so at home near the water. The feeling was hard to describe but the psychic felt that it just looked…right…for the creature to be near water. As she gazed on the doe, Siene’s internal struggle grew more and more intense, one side reasoned for her to turn away and silently leave, whatever this thing was doing was none of her business and nor was there any reason to make it her business, not to mention whatever it was could be dangerous if approached. On the other, it argued that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, nothing ventured, nothing gained as they said and besides if the doe was ‘dangerous’, despite how timid it held itself, the Psyker had at the very least enough power to drive i