Solo Leveling X TBATE | Looking For Purpose (Rewrite)

A New Friend

What I thought would be smooth, and peaceful journey would end up in a tragic journey instead. We were attacked by bandits, while I had help from Ashborn, and Jin-Woo warning about my surrounding, we were all fighting defending each other, I was mostly helping my father defending my mother, as I realized looking around the Twin Horns were also mostly defending my mother, as I looked at her She was paranoid, she was holding her stomach like she was feeling in pain, but still, she tried to protect something inside, then it hit me.

"She's pregnant" Me, Jin-Woo, and Ashborn said in unison

My spirit to fight grew as I chopped down every enemy I faced but a voice rang inside me

"Arthur your mother" Jin-Woo's voice rang

As I looked towards her she was near a cliff, behind her a water cannon was fired behind her. I rushed towards her pushing her to the side and taking the full blow of the water cannon. Even as my vision began darkening, I was able to see the battle coming to an end. Father and Helen had just managed to kill the leader. Angela, providing Jasmine with backup, allowed them to put the whip-user on his last stand. Meanwhile, I spotted Durden as he was desperately conjuring a spell to save me, but I knew it was too late; the spell had knocked me too far away.

Still, I was comforted in the fact that everyone will be okay. Maybe the only thing I would regret is being unable to see my baby sibling.

With that, I felt the cold grip of sleep steal me away.

Damn... I had always wanted to be an older brother.

"What are you doing coat yourself in mana" I heard Ashborn's voice shouting at me, as I snapped back to reality, and augmented myself in a layer of mana reducing the damage I received when I fell to the ground.

...Mother...

...Father...

"COUGH!! COUGH!"

I opened my eyes again, with towering trees and dangling vines filling my vision as I lay on my back. However, this time, the excruciating pain that I was welcomed by told me I wasn't dreaming.

Where was I?

How was I alive?

"Something was coating their mana on you to slow down your fall, protecting you," Jin-Woo said to me

"Stay alert" Ashborn added

I tried to get up, but my body doesn't listen. The only thing I was able to manage was to turn my head, and even that involved a series of throbbing pains in my neck.

Looking to my right, I spotted my knapsack. I slowly turned my head to my left, gritting my teeth through the pain.

My eyes widened at the sight and I immediately had to resist the urge to vomit. To my left was what was left of the conjurer I had dragged down with me. A pool of blood surrounded the corpse, whose body probably had more broken bones than ones still intact. I could see the white bones of his ribs jutting out of the sunken cavity of the chest with a pile of his entrails beside him. His limbs were sprawled out at unnatural angles, with the mage's skull shattered in the back with some brain matter oozing out along with blood.

His face was frozen into an expression of surprise and disbelief, except for his completely red eyes, as a trail of dried blood was still visible from his eye sockets. I couldn't turn my head away fast enough. With my already weakened body being assaulted with both the gruesome sight and repugnant smell, I vomited what was left in my stomach until I was left gagging dry heaves.

Even in my past life, I had never come across such a badly mangled corpse. With the nauseating stench and insects feasting on the gore, I couldn't help but feel sick. With parts of my face and neck covered in my regurgitation, I finally managed to turn my head to rid my sight of the mage's grotesque remains.