I have finally left the Kingsmen HQ, I stayed for about another week just to rest up and get ready. The maids were asking why I was leaving, I got to know them a bit before I left, but that's besides the point. I have to put all my concentration into this trip.
I want to figure out more about the special things of this world, and even its past and present. So I decided to go on a trip, or a "vacation" as I said. I should also be able to learn how to control these black flames of mine. Maybe I could even cook food with them!
As I talked to myself, I continued to make my way down the paved path which leads to the mountains, hoping I could make it to the foot of them before sunset.
Interesting fact, the mountains I'm going to are called the Magellanic Mountain range. it's nothing interesting, but what I need to continue my adventure is there.
I'll be able to make my own Voidstone blade, I heard from Mandolin it helps with flame control. I continue to make my way down the path until I reach the foot of the mountains.
"Hey!" A man yells from a hill above.
I look up to greet the man but I don't see anyone. I go up the hill a bit before I feel a bit of wind, suddenly I feel myself lift off the ground!
"I forbid you to go up these mountains!"
The man yells as I fall to the ground."This old geezer.." I say to myself. I get back up and start running up the hill again. This time I ignite flames and launch some at him, but before they reach him they disappear.
I was able to reach the top of the hill though, the man looks over at me and also creates flames. But it starts to form into something, kinda like a knife.. suddenly they throw it at me! I narrowly dodged whatever he threw.
Sweat starts to drip down my face, not knowing who I was facing in front of me.
I place my hand on the ground igniting my flames, the ground then starts to break below the old man. As he starts to fall down the hill, I create a ball or flames and throw it into the man, slamming into the ground below.
I could've gone more easy on him. I could've asked him where to go, I feel so dumb.
As I say this I feel another gust of wind, Then I feel a sharp pain through the right side of my chest!
I slowly turn around, look the man straight in the face. Enough to see all the details of his face, he really is old. I put my hand on his chest, immediately blasting a large amount of flames at him.
"Hopefully that got rid of him.." I tell myself.
I then felt another gust of wind and turned around to be greeted with nothing, looking around to make sure he wasn't hiding anywhere.
"You're quick on your toes I see." The old man says.
As he spoke I felt a sharp pain in my chest, jumping back and grabbing my chest in pain. There was no blood, or flames..
"Who are you OLD MAN? I haven't met someone like you before, so agile for someone your age." I say.
"It doesn't really matter who I am, what I need to know is why are you here?" The old man asked.
I put my hand up and ignited a small bit of flames, "I'm trying to find a material needed to make a special weapon."
"Ah I see.. he's looking for Parasol ore." The old man says in his head.
_________________________I spent the night at the small house that the old man made, we talked about the flames I have, and the materials I'm looking food. Oh and most importantly food, i'm starving!
The old man came back from gathering herbs and other things to make food, he said he was making a type of stew. As he was sturring the stew he ask me an interesting question.
"Have you heard of a soul young man?"
"Well yes I've heard of a soul, a lot of spiritual people claim to have one." I replied.
The old man looked at me with a smile, and chuckled.
"Well I didn't mean that type of soul, but it answers my question anyway." The old man says.
I look at him with a annoyed face, then I start looking around as a bunch of glowing bugs start popping up, I've never seen them before!
I preceded to come back and eat the stew the old man made, after that I wanted to get some sleep for the day ahead of me!
____________________________________I wake up the next morning to laying down on a pile of hay, I don't remember falling asleep here.. I get up and look around for the old man.
He doesn't seem to be here anymore, but there is a fresh track of footprints in the backyard, which I decided to follow.
I follow the path until I start feeling the air getting hotter. Not the same type of heat on a hot day, more like.. flames! I continue down the path until I reach a clearing.
I finally reach the clearing, which to my shock I find the old man. But he's facing off against 3 people. Maybe I should watch so I can understand his power!
___________________________To be continued.
Hey everyone! Sorry I'm leaving it off right here, but I wanted to try out a different way of writing the story. If you see any spelling errors or mess ups go ahead and tell me!
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OverSoul
FanfictionColors of the rainbow, represent the emotions in our hearts. We're able to emit those feelings in physical form, an OverSoul. Our emotions are what gives us power, our power gives us the OverSoul, that's what made us what we are today. The OverSoul.