Lost Emotions

Chapter 1

Centum woke up when a crow started to peck his leg. With a speed impossible for normal humans, he jumped up and threw a punch at the crow. With a sickening crunch it flew a few meters away and didn't move anymore. He slowly got up and checked his surroundings.

No noticeable threats... unfamiliar location... what exactly happened?

He was standing in the middle of a grass field next to a pine forest. In the opposite direction of the forest were plains and hills, with no humanoids in sight.

The search for a nearby settlement should take priority, he thought and decided to walk along the edge of the forest first, ignoring the pain from his severely hurt body.

While he was limping, Centum couldn't help but wonder how he survived the execution. He should be dead and not walking. It especially wasn't logical how he got transported from the execution ground of Rovaerus to this place, wherever it was. Also, currently his primary objective was his own restoration, but what would happen after that.

I didn't manage to fulfil my last order so... should I simply return?

On the other hand, he now didn't have a master anymore so it would only be logical to live on his own, according to the normal people's common sense. However, he had no reason to do so.

For now I will simply focus on preserving my body before returning to the king.

He was a soldier after all and what use would a soldier have if he couldn't move his body? None. Centum simply kept moving, as he now had an objective to follow, but even at nightfall, there was no settlement to be seen. Although he noticed, that his body was slowly getting heavier, he silently stayed in motion and moved forward.

Several hours later, he noticed that his body's condition was dropping to critical levels and he finally decided to take a break. Breathing heavily, he laid down in the grass and closed his eyes to sink into a state of vigilant sleep, sleeping but able to wake up at the slightest sense of danger.

Centum woke up at dawn and continued to drag his tattered body in search of a village or even just a small shack, but despite continuously walking all day, he still wasn't able to find anything. Just when he rested again, he suddenly heard a low growl coming from the forest and immediately jumped into a standing position to be able to intercept the attacker. He silently waited to see his enemy and kept his breathing forcefully low, while his eyes darted around to locate the source of the growl.

Nothing happened for a few seconds, but then a black wolf with a size of about 2 meters jumped at him to tear him apart. Centum quickly jumped aside and drove his right foot into the wolf's side. With a whimper, it got slammed against a tree, but rose back up quickly to glare at him with even more vigor.

Wolfs always hunt in packs, so where is the rest? Is he the alpha?

Not daring to attack restlessly, while he was in a weakened state and with possibly more enemies around him, Centum stayed vigilant and kept his distance from the black wolf. The wolf, however, growled once more and suddenly charged at him with an explosive speed. Centum knew that his body was currently vulnerable, so he tried to avoid direct confrontation and tried to dodge to the side again, but this time another wolf attacked him by sinking its claws into his back with a furious swipe. Centum gritted his teeth and turned around in midair to deliver a kick against the new wolf's head, strong enough that the head exploded with a sickening crunch. The giant black wolf didn't stop its attack and started biting relentlessly in hopes of locking Centum in place.

Centum saw from the corner of his eyes, that about ten more wolves had appeared in his vicinity, ready to pounce at him.

I have to kill the alpha. Fast.