Without much purpose left in my life or energy to continue to go anywhere, I just rested until the morning under an olive tree near a small pond on the edge of the slums.
Those types of places used to be our favorite hanging spots when we were young.
We used to have olive wars and I'm the best with ranged weapons so I would win every time.
Snoopsi always just sat down and read a book or drew something, his drawings of dungeons are what made me want to explore a dungeon.
Ostel was always on my team and the only person worth mentioning on the enemy team was Dawn, he wasn't good at throwing olives, but his strength was no joke...
He's probably the strongest Slayer.
All of that is irrelevant now though, Ostel is dead, Snoopsi left Home, Dawn is the personal servant of some young lady, Niya is basically just a nanny for Kiyoko now and I don't want anything to do with this place anymore.
I guess it's true what the book said, 'home is where your heart is'... My home is all gone.
I stopped here to rest but, granted, sleeping wasn't really possible with the bittersweet memories, and the cold that kept me awake for most of the night.
Either way, the sun didn't really care about my needs or wants, it just made the choice to rise again and forced me to go back to the red haired prince.
I had some time to think about it throughout the night, I guess the prince really was Niya's way of keeping me alive. She clearly knew I'm supposed to be under his command.
"If you care about me, just go back to Leo, she said." I guess I might as well, I'm done with Slayer, I'll ask the prince to let me go if we manage to complete our mission, this guy seems like a pushover.
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"The assassin from the king's announcement?! Why is he walking around in the upper district like that? Is he heading to the palace?"
"Shhh, he might hear you! this guy is a murderer remember?" Tch, this fucking word again.
I glared at the 2 retarded girls whispering next to one of the street stalls and they turned their heads, before I could even say something though, someone yelled in my direction "Lifes! What are you doing here?! You're supposed to be at the Villfers'!" Prince charisma ran towards me, I guess he dropped the act of the evil prince...?He soon arrived and the girls gawked, they seemed awestruck by his sight.
"Ahem, worry not dear citizens, this slave is coming back from carrying out his master's orders. He will not harm any of you." Must be rough, being this smooth...
The prince took my arm and dragged me behind him into the palace's gardens.
"Phew, thank the first I was passing by, why are you here, Lifes? Did you escape? no that wouldn't make sense. What did you do, Lifes?"
"Charisma guy, let's make a deal, if I help you and we succeed, you remove all charges from my name and make sure I can enter all of the dungeons on the continent freely, what do you think?"
He scratched his head as he looked at me, his brows furrowed.
"What in the name of Simon the Saint are you talking about, Lifes? Why are you here?! Do you even think you're in a position to make any demands? you're supposed to be my slave, remember?"
"*Sigh* Listen, this old fucking man said I can go, he doesn't care about me anymore. You don't seem like the type of person to force someone into being his slave so I figured I might as well try..."
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A Lifes Journey
FantasyThe power of a word could make the impossible, possible. In a world filled with the sealed meaning of language, words hold greater power. Lifes, the young assassin deals with the darkness of his past and the ghosts of regret that follow him as he le...