Midvale

Ch 3: I Gotta Keep The Reputation

I finally started coming up to the first buildings of the small town and I was already getting stares. A guard, which was a player, asked to see my stat card. I gladly sent it to him with a flick of the wrist and as soon as he saw the name he went wide-eyed and froze. I smiled, and my mouth was visible so he started shaking then drew his sword. I sighed, "Do I really need to raze this town to the ground along with you as soon as I get here?" He said nothing, still shivering and then he swung his sword at me.

"So be it." I parried the swing and shoved my knife into his stomach almost as quickly as I unsheathed it then I let him fall to the ground dead. Gotta admit, he had guts. Everyone stared at me in horror. "What? It's his fault. This is his fault too." I created fire from nothing and spread it out everywhere around me, catching houses with the flames along with burning up the onlookers, killing them. I cringed at first but I slowly began to have some fun with this town. Sword in hand, fire around me, I started getting rid of the survivors one or two slashes at a time. 

There were still people alive and so some ran, they got throwing knives in the back. Others tried fighting me, they got a little off the top. I was actually having fun.... Though looks like I won't stay at an Inn tonight.. Oh well. I was looking forward to staying at one for once. But this, this is better in many ways. 

(extremely short, like not even worth posting, but I'm just making sure you know that I'm still working on this. I'm going to start making really long chapters like whats wanted. Again, sorry. Ciao~)