Mum had always said I was special. I believe her.
Kind of.
Even though my ranking of F-class says otherwise, not to mention my ability: Shadow, pathetic not to me but to everyone else.
After all,all I seem able to do is teleport using shadows, short distances anyway.
A useless ability in a world like this, which is why people seem grateful for the fact that it is rare.
I just happened to be one of the 0.001%. Like she said, special.
Of course,due to not being useful ability-wise, I had to hone my fighting and target skills but there's not much one can do with those especially against those monsters.
The monsters that seemed to invade our world after the crack of the void.
It is said we were given powers to keep the balance but that doesn't really make the fact that we have interdimensional gates with monsters pouring through any better.
But what can I do? I'm just a supporting wizard. Probably even worse, at least supporting wizards have support magic.
Our expedition is one of the rising ones but even on our ride to game, I have and will probably always be called 'The useless one'. I have come to be used to it.
My teammates are getting tired of having to wait for me to recover after an expedition. Usually, the light mage in your team would heal you but Celeste (the healer in my team) had already discovered a problem in that direction, that being her light powers would probably do more harm than good as my body affinity would revolt.
They say light and darkness go together but it has been proved otherwise not only by my healing crisis but also from the headaches and nosebleeds Celeste gets when we stand too close together, which is why she had taken to standing at least 4 feet away from me sending me a smile like I was a ticking explosive
I'm not bothered. I don't like Celeste or anybody else on my team. I'm doing this because of the prophecy of 'The dark lord' for I am convinced Celeste will be the chosen one in said prophecy. She has all attributes: fair-haired, blue-eyed, kind to naivety and a hero to the people.
I'm no fool. I know she's the reason I'm still on this team. The others are tired of me which is why they felt no qualms leaving me behind on recent expeditions as I have still not recovered.
If it were Celeste, they'd have waited but then again, Celeste would never be in this situation.
I am not to be blamed for it was an expedition to retrieve the amulet that, according to the prophecy, was going to make the dark lord stronger.
I doubted it though. It seemed like just a regular piece of jewelry. A piece of jewelry that I nearly died for.
Being left alone gave me time to think and it didn't take me long to admit to myself that my time on the team was limited, I would soon be kicked off. The sadder part being that although it would be an end to my efforts, I wouldn't mind.
Then the other more important realization I had. While the prophecy had said the chosen one shall fight the dark lord, it had never said who would win.
That gave me a fright and killed all regret that I would feel from being kicked off the team.
It was time to gather resources but I had no money.
It wasn't a hard thing to go into everyone's room when they were gone to take some. They were useful expeditioners, they would soon get it back.
Feeling like I needed more after the bag I was carrying was filled,I walked to the room where the amulet was kept. Contrary to the headaches Celeste said she had,I felt a sense of refreshment, probably from how cold the room was.
I've always liked cold rooms.
Besides who knew? Maybe Celeste was lying although I doubted someone like that could.
I took the amulet and the money and left the team. No note, they didn't have to know why I got sick of them, they probably wouldn't care either.
I caressed the amulet as I walked in the snowy forest. It would get me a lot of money on the black market. Everyone would want to have this supposed 'dark lord's amulet ' probably even he himself, maybe if I got close to him during the sale, I could have an advantage if he won, just the same way Celeste was kind enough to forgive me if she won.
An advantage on both sides.
Celeste who would probably figure out the amulet was gone because the fake one I put there wasn't giving her headaches anymore, by which time I'd already be far gone.
All I had to tell her was that I was worried for her and decided to save her from her headaches by taking it far away before I was attacked and it was stolen, or probably something more creative.
She'd believe me either way. I knew she would.
As I continued, maybe it was my imagination or the amulet actually started to talk to me, reminding me of my mom's words, bringing to the forefront of my mind my long forgotten hopes and dreams, the people that offended me to the point of hatred, my buried memories.
Soon I was standing still, the amulet clasped tightly in my hands as my mind raced with thoughts I wasn't sure were mine.
And now as I sit on my throne in this dark cold room and smile down at Celeste's pale face, all I can think is 'Mom was right, I am special.'.
After all, who said the Dark Lord had to be a man.
