Rise of the Twelve Star Mage

Chapter 5:Face Reality

My emotions swelled up I couldn't believe what had just happened.

"He sacrificed himself for you," Deadman says softly as he retracts all his undeads.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA" Deadman bursts with laughter.

"Let me tell you, something boy. Your father was an amazing mage he honestly could've beat me easily. But it was the wound I gave him earlier that started his downfall. You see the wound I gave him allowed me to sap away at his mana slowly. I could feel his breathing and also see his movements go a little slower. Basically, your father's death was your fault"

"What. It was my fault?" I contemplated in my head.

Vincent rushes over to my side "Do not listen to his words Sir Valerus."

"You killed your father. You killed your father. AHAHAHA" Deadman insults me I stay there frozen.

Again I remember my past life "It's your fault. You were supposed to watch your brother. You so stupid" a woman's voice says. "Am sorry. Am sorry.Am"

A memory I thought I stored away.

"AGH"

"Interesting I guess breaking you down will be easier than I thought," Deadman says to himself. "How about this."

A purple magic circle gets placed around Markos' body.

I watched as his corpse rose up from the ground.

"Dont worry Valerus am fine. Bahhahahaha" Deadman mimics the fallen Marko.

SLASH SLASH

"Look at me a great scythe user"

I look upon them in despair as Vincent attempts to move me.

Deadman points in Vincent's direction "Go."

The corpse begins to halt and stutter in place.

"Agh it still holds some resistance hmph no matter," Deadman says.

Deadman summons his book as another magic circle appears shocking the body.

"There we go now advance!" Deadman commands Marko to attack us.

Suddenly a burst of flames appeared within those flames stood a man with broad shoulders, shoulder boards, around 7 feet, with short white hair, a beard, and a black coat, with red writing on it.

I could feel the scorching hot flames as I lost consciousness and passed out.

I awoke.

I was back in my old world. I sit up on my bed "So all of that was just a dream" as I place my hand on my head.

"Max. Max." a voice called out to a name I never heard in a while.

His voice gets all disoriented as I hear someone drowning.

"Help me-"

"AGH"

I wake up back in my room in Kubridge.

HUFF HUFF HUFF

"Dammit that memory again," I said softly to myself. I noticed all the sweat from my body. It was almost dawn I scouted my room. I realized a figure sitting in the corner of my room. Just as the first morning light hit the room I can now see the figure clearly. It's Vincent sitting straight up on a chair in the corner of my room sleeping with his legs crossed and hands folded.

"Sir Valerus? You awake!" he immediately stands from his sitting position.

"Elise! He's awake" as he rushes to my side with an overjoyed and relieved expression as he gives me a hug.