《A complicated man with a simple dream》 A battle for someone else to remember (prologue) Lucius Theron had always wanted two things and only two things his whole life. To be a hero, a shining example of justice incarnate and a much more simple dream. He wanted to punch a dolphin without fear of being judged. He had always cared more than he should have about how others thought about him as well as being your typical OCD ''why can''t I get my hair the right way'' kinda guy. Luckily he didn''t really have to worry about the whole others opinions thing any longer since 3 years ago when he graduated from knight school, won the tournament of ages, and became ''Hero of the seven realms, upholder of justice, and defender of innocent'' and was immediately held in the highest standards by most everyone. Little did he know just how much that title entailed. Our hero findshimself locked in combat with the famed ''Lightning Dragon of the West''. Before his war torn figure stands the bane of most of bot all human existence, Zaoltar. Zaoltar being the 70 foot tall, giant yellow dragon that he is let out a ear drum shattering roar which shook all the onlookers that were witnessing the fight between Lucius and the dragon to the core. It echoed through the great divide, a giant canyon of unknown depth of which no known explorer had returned from alive and or sane enough to recite what happened. It was located right next to the capital city of Atmora the largest of the seven kingdoms. It also happened to be a few hundred feet away from where Lucius and the dragon were engaged in combat. "Dragon I can sense you''re on your last leg, leave and never return and I shall spare you" Lucius said while bluffing that he could keep this up. He was human after all, and not able to exceed his human limitations. The dragon let out a thunderous laugh before saying "You truly are a perceptive human to have been able to gauge what little mana I have left." Lucius was surprised, but made sure not to show it. He smirked, his bluff had worked and even better than he had dared to hope it would. He was actually about to defeat him. He almost felt it was too good to be true. After all he wasn''t some hero of legend. The only difference between him and any other average Joe''s fighting abilities were training, a bit of innate talent, and some, not much but some experience. That''s when the dragon said something that didn''t resonate well with him.Stolen story; please report. "Unfortunately for both you and myself you have forced my hand and whatever attack I use next will end my life due to my low mana levels. That is why it''s bad for me, however the reason it''s bad for you is that I always save the best for last." Lucius couldn''t help but gulp upon realizing his helplessness. (Would this dragon really rather kill us both than live to fight another day) was the last thought that ran through his mind before returning his gaze to the dragon of which was currently charging what looked to be a powerful spell. As a nearly blinding bright yellow light began forming in the dragons gaping maw, Lucius took a defensive stance welding his greatsword and prepared to attempt to block the soon to be incoming attack. How effective his physical blocking would be he had no clue, but that didn''t mean he would just openly give up. Suddenly the light jolted out of the dragons mouth and rushed towards Lucius and struck him faster than the naked eye could perceive. The attack sent him flying back into the abyss known as the great divide. The dragon then laughed before saying "Let''s see how you fare in the great divide without your memory puny human." The towering dragon then proceeded to slowly lose balance in all four of its legs before slumping over and dying much to the surprise of most of the capitol city of Atmora whom had been witnessing the fight. Most of the crowd hadn''t been sure of how to feel. Humanity''s greatest threat had been defeated but what did that mean if they lost they''re greatest champion as well. All accept for one was conflicted on how to feel, that person being the royal princess. The royal princess was mortified and almost immediately began to weep tears of deep melancholy. While most knew Lucius as a a hero she knew him as a somewhat clueless yet fun to be around worrywart with a few oddball tendencies. She also knew him as the man she wanted to marry. She had only recently challenged, Lucius the supposed strongest human fighter in the world, to a duel and ever since he had won that duel, due to her kingdoms customs they were to be engaged. However he, not being from Atmora didn''t know of this custom much less that his near lifelong friend princess Kana liked him. Upon learning of this custom after the duel he was most certainly surprised, but seemingly okay with prospect of the almost forced marriage. He said that he had liked the idea of marrying his best friend. He had at the time joked about how she just could have said something. Many thoughts were rushing through princess Kana''s head as she cried for her lost love after having just moments ago watched him being thrown into the great divide. As Lucius was knocked back by the force of the spell he then proceeded to sail into the great divide and the last thing he saw was princess Kana''s surprised face as he sailed off the ground and into the divide. His vision then went black and he sunk into unconsciousness, as well as the great divide. Where was who again? (Chapter 1) A certain hero awoke and immediately searched his surroundings for a big enemy. He vaguely remembered fighting something huge, he remembered that they had both taken more damage than they knew how to handle and we''re both on th verge of death. He seemed fine, but shouldn''t that have taken taken longer to heal, (wait maybe I''ve just been unconscious a long time ... Hmmmm is that better or worse) after confirming he had no fucking clue where the hell he was, nor how he had gotten there. He started to carefully observe his surroundings he got up and took off his shredded armour before walking around he was only able to salvage a small portion of his former armour and current scrap metal. The only piece of armour he continued wearing was his right shoulder pad which was now attached with the leather straps that originally held most of his torso armour together. He thought it made him look dignified. Someone in his position need to look important. (Wait what was my position, I remember it being important but how important?) He just remembered that he needed to look nice, and that was all that really mattered... Right? After making a make shift backpack out of what was left of his shirt he set out to explore the dark crevice he would call home until he could get out. Or maybe he needed to go further in? Probably not he thought he remembered falling. As he was searching the canyon he used his only current light. Which as luck would have it happened to be power crystals. He tried his best to remember what those were used for. To both his and his memories surprise he actually remembered... Well mostly remembered, maybe. Power crystals were used to increase physical attributes, and based on looks alone these were twice the size of the largest one ever found. They came in many different colors. He identified them in the order he saw them, then struggled to remember what each did as he walked along the giant fucking hole he was trapped in. ( Oh that''s green it increases stamina, there''s red it increases strength. As well as purple which increases mana, something I have no use for as a sword fighter ... Wait how did I know I was a sword fighter I don''t remember sword training I just remember being really good with a sword, oh well I''ll just have to get my memory back, that probably won''t be hard... right? Oh cool yellow that increases dexterity/agility useful for Archer and rogues. And last but not least cyan...) "CYAN WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO DO?!" He yelled much louder than intended. He heard the sound of large padded feet running his way and thought that he had mayhaps attracted some unwanted attention. He looked ahead to see Five larger than normal wolves step out of the darkness, in fact they were much larger than normal, almost twenty feet tall. Compared to his 6''2 stature they were giants. (Wait Was I always this tall?) Many thoughts rushed through his brain as he analyzed his new-found enemies, he felt like the old him wouldn''t do such a thing. Though to be honest he didn''t remember much about the old him, and what he did remember he didn''t remember all that well.Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon. He immediately took up a defensive stance and only until the last moment did he realize that he no longer had a sword. He mentally chastised himself as the lead wolf began his wreckless charge. He had seen this tendency before in creatures driven by pure instinct, although not remembering where exactly he had witnessed such a thing it was as if his own instinct took over, and with more strength than seemed humanly possible he delivered an instant knock outkill blow when he uppercutted the charging wolf. He then watched in amazement as the disembodied head of the wolf sailed more than 3 times the wolfs height into the air then fell back down with a resounding thud. The other wolves stared on in what could only be called pure terror they knew where they currently were on the food chain, and not liking there position they immediately retreated from wherever they came. (Or maybe whenever?) He laughed at that thought. One had even took an almost immediate fear shit upon seeing the ''tiny'' man''s incredible feat. Upon further inspection it wasn''t a piece of shit at all, it was an egg. A 3 foot tall egg but an egg none the less. "What kind of wolf lays an egg?" He said aloud to nobody in particular.( I''m also curious as to how I got this strong I don''t remember being this strong?) He had many thoughts running through his head but the most prevalent was one that wanted to protect that egg he wasn''t sure why but something in the back of his mind told him he needed to protect the defenseless. And that egg was most certainly in such a state. He rolled the egg over to the giant wolf corpse, which he had pushed against the canyons wall, then proceeded to bite a chunk out of said corpse. (Why did I do that hmm ... i hope I''m not going feral.) He had heard tell of some explorers going into this place and coming out acting wild animals. He shrugged at the thought and continued to bite small chunks out of the wolfs corpse. He was hungry in no small way. He then sat down his makeshift backpack next to the wolf corpse and checked his surroundings. Much to his surprise he found a small well nearby the water in the hole was filled to the brim. Upon seeing said water he noticed something, His reflection. He took a few drinks of the water then continued to stare at his reflection. He was somewhat tan but still unmistakablystarbucks white, he then looked at his shoulder length hair which was very disarrayed and shaggy. He couldn''t really tell if his hair was brown or dirty blonde. (Ehhh what do I care) he thought before moving on to looking at the massive scar on his face it seemed recent, but not too recent it vertically stretched from above his eyebrow over his eye and to slightly below his nose. It looked like the work of a giant talon of sorts, perhaps another person did that to him he only remembered one person besides himself and even then he didn''t really care about her. Probably because he barely even recalled what she looked like. She was maybe a full foot shorter than him and had almost bleach blonde hair, which was graced by a beautiful tiara with sapphires that paled in comparison to her deep blue eyes. She was certainly pretty but pretty or not, he didn''t care. Pretty didn''t help you survive, and survive is what he intended to do. His hunger and thirst sated he finally realized just how tired he was. As he prepared to sleep he curled up to the egg to provide it with warmth his last fleeting thoughts before going to sleep were of that girl (was she important?). ONE PUUUUNNCHH (chapter 2) Upon waking our hero looked around only to find nothing had changed, both with the egg and his temporary base camp. Or maybe it would end up being a permanent base camp. Who knows how long he would be stuck down here. His thoughts drifted around onto several things before deciding to get a move on with his ''day''. Some of those things being what should be his next move, was he getting more instinctual, who was that girl, and something which seemed more important who was''he''. After he banished the less important thoughts from his mind he decided he should harvest something from the wolf, after eating a hearty breakfast of wolf chunks and water of course. Then he thought about how he had been eating some of the wolf, (Why aren''t I throwing up raw wolf chunks right now?) After deciding he should further investigate the wolfs corpse for clues as to why he was fine after eating it raw. He first checked it''s fur, after some time investigating it''s soft and surprisingly thick blueish grey fur he found nothing out of the ordinary. He then checked it''s decapitated head. He noticed its eyes were the same cyan blue as the seemingly previously unidentified power crystals. (Could animals even absorb power crystals, and if they can how?) He then checked it''s mouth hoping it''s incisors would make some great daggers. He then found something very surprising, all of its teeth were molars. (If all its teeth were flat why were they hunting me?) Upon further inspection he noticed there were tiny fragments of the cyan crystals in between it''s teeth. (THATS HOW OHHHHHHH, well now I kinda feel like an idiot. Man anybody with some kind of foreshadowing knowledge probably would have found out about this way before I did.) He wondered if they were just aggresivly protecting their territory or maybe for all he knew those might have been children of its species and they just wanted to play. Although it seemed unlikely. If those wolves were much bigger they wouldn''t be able to fit in the canyon. After much thought into the wolves behavior he decided they were probably just curious. He then decided he would find the wolves hideout/den and murder the rest of them then proceed to desecrate their corpses via his thrusting manhood. (Wait woah woah woah that''s a bit much.) Why was that the first thing he wanted to do. He tried his best to keep his suddenly out of control primal rage on the inside but to no avail.The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there. He was mad he wasn''t a hundred percent sure why he was mad, but he was royally pissed none the less. He found himself stomping off in the direction the wolves had Ran off in. He just had a extremely strong primal urge to make them leave this place. It was his after all. They don''t get to even be near his stuff. After a few hours of searching the only thing of even semi worthy notice was a small hole barely big enough to fit his arm much less 4 giant wolves. He continued on for a few more miles before heading back to his camp. On the way back he noticed a small white fluffy rabbit hopping ever closer to the small hole from earlier. The rabbit turned back to look at him with it piercing cyan eyes. "Uh oh" he said, unintentionally voicing his current concern out loud. He could see where this was going, even with his poor foreshadowing ability. The rabbit then turned the rest of its body to face him and it then started getting bigger, much bigger than rabbit should be. It''s fur started to turn the same color as the the wolves and it''s ears got shorter as well as its tail getting longer. After around 10-15 seconds the tiny adorable rabbit was no more. In its place was a giant wolf. "Woah what have you been eating, protein bars and pure badass? Oh no wait they eat those cyan crystals." He said in a both poor and failed attempt to humor himself. The giant rabbit wolf thing stared daggers at him. He could see that it felt the same way about him as he felt about it, they wanted each other dead. Extremely fucking dead. Like set them on fire throw them off a cliff into a landmine factory that was sitting on top of a nuclear warhead storage warehouse, that kind of dead. He hated this wolf almost as much as he hated dolphins. It was an unnatural burning sensation deep within his chest they needed to be gone, now. As the wolf charged him he immediately sidestepped then uppercutted the wolf with all of his ridiculous strength. He calmed down after his enemies defeat enough to see he killed this wolf the same way he had killed the last one. He was tempted to yell ONE PUUUUNNCHH, but decided against it seeing as how if the wolves were brave enough to attack him in force they might actually win. He settled for taking the wolf''s corpse back to his base camp, which wasn''t difficult with his incredible strength. Though it was still reasonably difficult because of the crevices erratic formation. After bringing the bitch ass cunt motherfucker piece of shit wolf back to his camp he set it right on top of the other dead wolf. He had to angle it just right, but it probably wouldn''t fall on him in the middle of the night. He decided it wasn''t important exactly how the bunny had turned into a giant murder wolf, he assumed it had something to do with his thecyan power crystals. He then curled up with the egg again before drifting off into a dreamless sleep. Consider your royal ass throat punched (chapter 3) As the royal princess stormed into the royal throne room/courtroom all eyes shifted to meet her hellish gaze, which was directed right at the king much to his discomfort. Many whispers could be heard from the nobles from his kingdom as well as nobles from others that the king was currently entertaining. All however were on the same topic. "Oooh I think the princess found out about the kings ruling on the hero." Whispered one grinning noble. "This does not bode well for the king." Whispered another, fear clearly the foremost emotion in his eyes. "If the princesses reputation holds up there is about to be a most entertaining bloodshed." Whispered a noble with an almost cheshire smile oh his face. The king then after a few seconds stopped their inappropriate banter and gossip by yelling. "Q-quiet the p-p-princess clearly wishes to speak!" Fear evident in his voice, disrupting his usually entirely stoic facial features and tone of voice. Before he could dismiss the many nobles from the room the princess had already started speaking. "NO SEARCH PARTY, NO FUNERAL, NOT EVEN A MOMENTS PAUSE TO HONOR HIS SACRIFICE!!!!" She yelled further instilling the already present fear into everyone theres hearts. "HOW COULD YOU ALREADY PUT TOGETHER ANOTHER TOURNAMENT OF AGES NOT EVEN A WEEK AFTER HE IS GONE, I ALWAYS KNEW YOU WERE A SPINELESS COWARD BUT THIS MOST RECENT CLANDESTINE ACT OF YOURS JUST PROVES IT!!!!" "Now my sweet daughter, surely you know that the commoners need a hero to stand behind." The king said in a poor attempt to cajole his whirlwind of fury daughter. "But father the kingdoms already have a hero to stand behind." She said with a still angry but very serious face that was unbecoming of her usually docile and lady like manor. Few times did she ever have an outburst like this but when she did it was often extremely difficult to get you''re point across to the dogmatic girl.This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it. "Look Kana you must understand nobody could survive a fall like that, much less survive in the great divide in such an injured state. You yourself even said ''his sacrifice''.If we want to keep up morale in all 7 kingdoms we need to get a new hero quickly." Princess Kana had no words for her father''s words. Not necessarily because he was right, but because she was simply disgusted with her father''s heinous acts against a man whom had saved the realm on several occasions, and even dedicated his life to service of the realm. Was he just mad because he had sworn fealty to the realm and not her father''s kingdom in particular. Not only that he was even engaged to his only daughter. Why would he do such a thing. How could he bare to live with himself. "Besides," the king continued "he was kind of weird anyway I''m sure you will come to love the next hero even more." "Father by whatever do you mean." The princess said, more angry than curious. She knew exactly what it meant, she was no idiot. She just wanted to hear it from the scumbags kings own mouth. "I mean, my dearest daughter that the plans have already been made for you to marry the new hero as to try and erase the old Hero''s image from the people''s minds. I''m sure that this time some scrawny kid won''t win and our realm will get a proper hero who doesn''t just invent his own sword style and uses the traditional one for Hero''s. If the princess wasn''t mad before she most certainly was now. She was quite literally trembling with rage. Before the kings guards could act the princess was already upon the king. In that moment she then punched the king in the throat hard enough for everyone in the cathedral sized room to hear. Upon this happening the overweight noble with the cheshire smile stood up and yelled. "OH DEAR HEAVENS, THE KING HAS BEEN ROYALLY THROAT PUNCHED!!!!" while flailing his arms like Kermit the frog walking into a spider web, in what can only be referred to as an over exaggerated manor. His voice was less than manly leaving one to wonder if he was doing such an unattractive feminine voice on purpose. The kings guards did their best to pry the raging beast they called a princess off of the king. It took 7 guards to pull her off of the king as well as another 14 to force down the halls and into her room. They then immediately barricaded the door with multiple pieces of overly heavy furniture. They were all panting heavily afterwards, but they had finally triumphed over the princess. Or as they would recall the event in the future barely escaped with their lives. Surprisingly only 15 of the 21 guards had to be taken to the infirmary, and 11 of the hospitalized guards would even be okay. Perhaps up and walking in another six or so months. Everyone considered how strong the princess had been. Most peoples thoughts were on exactly how the former hero had won against her. Perhaps she had lost on purpose because she loved him. The king dearly hoped that was the case, for if it wasn''t and that monster of a man survived the king couldn''t see himself getting the brand of mercy the now ex hero was famous for. Abortion via snuggles (Chapter 4) As a certain memory lacking hero awoke that ''morning'' he found that the egg he had been hardcore snuggling cradling and protecting the past few days was in pieces/shards. His first thought was that perhaps he had broken the ''tiny'' defenseless egg he had intended to raise himself. He was soon proved wrong as a small solid black rabbit crawled out of the ruins of the formerly 3 foot tall egg. It seems that while he was sleeping it had hatched, and he hadn''t crushed it in his sleep with his new found superhuman strength. He was relieved that hadn''t been the case, but what would he call it if it had been the case? (Accidental Snuggle Abortion syndrome?) Forcefully removing that train of thought, he settled for thanking the rabbit god''s or whatever that his new-found friend hadn''t died from ASA. Upon closer inspection the adorable tiny night colored rabbit was identical [as far as he could tell, not being some kind of rabbit expert, even if he was he didn''t remember being one] to the other rabbit he had encountered near the rabbit hole. Except for its unique fur shade, which he wasn''t even sure was unique to its species. He decided it would probably need a name. Although it did feel weird his pet getting a name before he did he continued none the less. After much thought his panel of judges he came up with Snuggles. He placed his hand in between the fluffy ears of the fluffy little rabbit and said in his best mad scientist voice, "I deem the sir Snuggles, destroyer of worlds and consumer of souls, scourge of the living and plight of the dead, emperor of beasts and king of men,"[well he continues on for a while but I''m sure you get the point.] (You''re a long winded human aren''t you) came a voice from all directions. "Who dares my friends ceremony. I was about to knight him with my sword." Said the tall, pasty, and perhaps crazy amnesiac. Much to his surprise the rabbit hopped forward and without moving his tiny rabbit mouth/snout said, (Tis I sir Snuggles) in a tone mimicking the Hero''s own. The nameless man couldn''t help but stare dumbfoundedly at the small fluffy being in front of him. After a brief period of silence, the rabbit said, (Well aren''t you going to ask all those questions you want to ask?)This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it. To which the man could only respond with a further confused look. (OK ... since your being a combination of weird, stupid, and silent I''ll start, I''m speaking to you through telepathy something common in my race among alpha males.) The rabbit said in a much more masculine tone than Hero''s own voice. Which he had considered quite manly until hearing the rabbit. Although his voice was indeed quite hearty thanks to his new musclebound physique, yet it was still beaten by leagues when compared to the rabbits. The rabbit the continued by saying, (Although not all alpha males have the fur pigment I do my fur pigment is due to a trait anyone of my race and or species can have at birth although extremely rare, which just so happens to be super intelligence.)oh great now not only was the rabbit manlier than he was, it was probably smarterthan he was too. Hooray. (So you''re just gonna stand there like an idiot and ignore the hyper intelligent, telepathic, super rabbit in front you. At least make yourself useful and fetch me some of those cyan crystals off the wall I''ll need them to be able to transform to my wolf form.) "Hey so what do those do exactly." Said the hero snapping put of his stupor. (Oh good it can speak. Those crystals grant whatever absorbs them the power to transform into whatever into its races and or species most feared predator.) "What would happen if I were to eat one of those crystals?" (I''m not sure but you would probably turn into a dragon. Why do you want the power to turn into a dragon at will? Oh god you do don''t you. What kind of human would want something like that.) "What kind of human human wouldn''t want that."said the hero his, formerly confused tone of voice turning into one of excitement. (It may not be safe for humans my kind have been consuming them for as long as we have been smart enough to record history. We have evolved to be able to digest them properly. If one of those crystals were to be eaten by a human, then it wouldn''t digest and power crystals can''t be absorbed through the stomach. Well not by humans anyway. Prolonged exposure to an intact cyan power crystal [since his human teeth aren''t strong enough to chew them up like the rabbits] would have unknown side effects.) "What do you know you''re like, what a few minutes old." (I may be young but I wasn''t born last night.) "Well technically you were." (I meant the phrase you simpleton!) Said the rabbit getting more frustrated by the second. "OK OK, I''ll get you some crystals, but I''m gonna get myself a few too." (Whatever just hurry up human you''re wasting both your as well as my own time.) (Lousy rabbit can''t even thank me for saving it. Treating me like a dog.) Thought the hero while walking away to get the aforementioned crystals. (I can read your mind, so Bork Bork pitiful human. Bow hop to it and get me some crystals.) "Did you just say hop to it. That was probably the cutest thing I''ve ever seen and or heard." (I feel like this is going to be a long and painful journey.) "Journey to where?" Asked the once again confused hero. (Why to get you''re memory back of course. We''ll need it if you want to become a real hero. After all it''s no easy task becoming a true hero.) After hearing that the unknowingly former and perhaps pre-destined hero excitedly scurried off to find some crystals. FEAR ME AND MY MASSIVE DRAGON BONER (Chapter 5) As our overly excited hero searched the surroundings for cyan power crystals for a talking rabbit, as well as so he could turn into a dragon.(Then I could go around desecrating enemy corpses with my ...) "MASSIVE FUCKING DRAGON BONER!!!!!!" (Hey there I go again with the whole DESTRUCTION AND DOMINATION thing again. I should probably be careful as to not lose control of my instincts.) Thought the shameless hero after accidentally yelling something the old him would have killed himself after saying out of embarrassment. After a moment he considered just how ridiculous what he had yelled would sound to others. He then almost immediately dropped that line of thought, after all what did he care what others thought of him. All that really mattered was hisMASSIVE FUCKING DRAGON BONER survival, and maybe sir Snuggles survival as well. Even if the rabbit was a giant sarcastic asshole. His thoughts then drifted elsewhere. (Hmm I wonder if the whole preventing you''re untimely death before hatching thing makes me his dad ... He is so grounded.) (First of all there is no way in hell I''m grounded. Second of all, my kind doesn''t need warmth to hatch from our eggs. The only thing I''m giving you credit for is spooning with me for several days against my will, and yes unfortunately I could feel everything from within my egg. Honestly the only reason I''m helping you is that you seem much stronger than all of my tribe put together, I like my chances of survival with you around.) (I''m gonna take that as a compliment, also how can you still hear me. Shouldn''t I be out of your range or something I''m at least several miles away?) (At my current level I can only read and send thoughts at 5 miles. Though when fully matured it could be anywhere between 50-2500. In my ''culture'' you either grow up to be strong or you don''t.) (Hey how many of those cyan crystals do I need exactly for you to transform?) (Around four, and yes you will need more because of your larger stature. I''d say somewhere around 3 times as many, perhaps more.)The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. (Say weren''t you trying to stop me a second ago?) (I more or less was, but now I''m curious as to what will happen. I would also very much would like to see you choke while attempting to swallow a crystal.) *sniff *sniff (How could you say that about your dear old dad.) (Human I fear that we will not get along.) (Pfffft that''s nonsense, after all we have to get along being father and son.) (I never thought it possible but I believe I despise you more than I do those weird sea mammals.) (You mean dolphins? Oh yeah we''re gonna get along very well.) His thoughts to the rabbit suddenly ended after spotting what was his 5th cyan crystal. Although this one happened to have a group of four giant wolves staring at it. Both parties gazes met at the same time, and both parties proceeded to stare each other down as if they were standing in front of some corral waiting for someone to yell draw. [ I just imagined wolves wearing chaps, hehehe. For some reason when I imagined the mc he was wearing assless chaps. This would probably be the point where all the fangirls stand up and start chanting YAOI YAOI YAOI. Is it still yaoi if it''s beastiality? Quick someone gather the fangirl council.] As our hero stood across from the wolves both parties an equal distance from the crystal. That all looked at the crystal then looked back at each other. The air was tense as the standoff continued on. This was only ended when the all the wolves simultaneously charged the former hero and current amnesiac. He responded in the only way he knew how. An irrational amount of random assorted violence. It was only a few seconds before the first giant wolf rabbit thing was upon him. He reacted by jumping into the air almost double the wolf''s height and slamming down atop it''s head like a tiny meteor hitting furry diving board. The wolf''s head slammed into the ground hard enough to were it after sliding a short distance it flipped over onto it back before dying due to massive blunt force trauma [the giant dent in its skull]. The hero after bouncing office the first wolfs head landed in front of the second closest wolf and kicked it''s front left knee. Which immediately bent the wrong way. The hero probably would have normally winced at the wolf''s injury had he not been in a sort of instinctual battle mode. He then grabbed the downed wolf''s leg and quickly swung it over his head and hurled it onto the third closest wolf instantly killing the third wolf and leaving the second wolf permanently disabled. However while this was happening the fourth wolf, wanting no part of that, ran away with its tail in between its legs. The hero couldn''t help but laugh at it as it ran away making loud whimpering noises. He then continued his search for cyan crystals after breaking the injured wolf''s other legs, then leaving it there to suffer. The rest of the search was relatively uneventful and he was able to return with 27 of the cyan power crystals he needed. Our ''manly'' hero was giddy like a school girl for the events that tommorow held. Sneakity sneakity stealtho times (Chapter 6) A hooded figure creeper along down a semi dark hallway with the occasional torch being it''s only light source. Even the moon didn''t shine through the windows because of the clouds obscuring it. The figure continued to creep its way down the hall. Only stopping to look around corners, hide from the not so often appearing guard, and avoid stepping on anything that would make audible Noise. The figure continued on like this until reaching a well decorated door, then continued on by opening the door and moving outside before gently closing it behind them. Said figure from earlier then moved on towards a massive metal gate that stood tall at the end,or beginning rather depending on your perspective and or point of view, of the courtyard/garden. Before starting its ascend of the wall next to the gate, looked around checking for guards. Upon seeing that there were none that they could see proceeded to start the almost difficult climb up the wall. After climbing back down the other side it ran a good distance away into a city that was surrounding the castle it just left from. This castle could recognized as the castle of the king of Atmora. After reaching its destination, a tavern with a more than squeaky door [perhaps that''s why everyone always looks at someone when they enter a tavern].Upon entering everyone turned and stared at the now well defined cloaked figure. Nobody could see its face but everyone had to take second look at the well endowed figure of the cloaked individual. After everyone went back to what [and in one case who] they were doing the figure turned left and sat at a table in the corner closest to the door, which was already occupied by three people. As the figure sat down at the table the middle person immediately shooed the other two away. The others having just left the man whom was already at the table got right direction down to business.You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version. "I take it your the princess." The man said the guitar on his back making a small noise as he leaned forward as to talk softer. "Indeed I am and I wish to hire your exploratory services."she said not taking off her hood but under the hood she was mildly surprised. "Yeah yeah, I''m aware of that else you wouldn''t be here in an adventurer tavern. So what do you need done your royal highness." He said the last three words sarcastically but she ignored that part. "I need you to rescue someone." "Now you''re gonna have to be more specific than that little lady." She decided to not let him provoke her before responding. "The hero." She said in a monotone but serious voice. "Woah you do realize the king doesn''t want people talking about that right." "Yes I''m very aware, I''ll pay you 4 platinum." As she said this his eyes slightly sparkled before he said, "Yeah but he''s also in the great divide. The most dangerous place not known to man." "I''m aware of that as well how about I make it five platinum."she said nearly causing the man to faint. "We have a deal, you just made a deal with Giermo the great, explorer of darkness, discoverer of the-" "Yes yes everyone knows your reputation just go save him."she said cutting the egotistical man off. Although she knew he was good enough to back up his words she still didn''t want to hear him brag. She the got up and left the tavern, making her way back towards the castle. Once reaching the castle she then scaled up and down the wall before landing on the other side. When she turned around she realized she was surrounded by almost thirty guards and her not so jubilant father. The king then sighed before saying, "Karana I didn''t want to have to do this, but you are quadruple grounded. Don''t make me ground you even harder, for your own good but also because I''m not sure what comes after quadruple." "Quintuple sir" a guard near the back of the formation said. "Thank you, men escort the princess to her room and move her guards from triple grounded formation to quadruple. That is all." The princess just sighed and went along with the guards. Sneakity sneakity stealtho times (Chapter 6) A hooded figure creeper along down a semi dark hallway with the occasional torch being it''s only light source. Even the moon didn''t shine through the windows because of the clouds obscuring it. The figure continued to creep its way down the hall. Only stopping to look around corners, hide from the not so often appearing guard, and avoid stepping on anything that would make audible Noise. The figure continued on like this until reaching a well decorated door, then continued on by opening the door and moving outside before gently closing it behind them. Said figure from earlier then moved on towards a massive metal gate that stood tall at the end,or beginning rather depending on your perspective and or point of view, of the courtyard/garden. Before starting its ascend of the wall next to the gate, looked around checking for guards. Upon seeing that there were none that they could see proceeded to start the almost difficult climb up the wall. After climbing back down the other side it ran a good distance away into a city that was surrounding the castle it just left from. This castle could recognized as the castle of the king of Atmora. After reaching its destination, a tavern with a more than squeaky door [perhaps that''s why everyone always looks at someone when they enter a tavern].Upon entering everyone turned and stared at the now well defined cloaked figure. Nobody could see its face but everyone had to take second look at the well endowed figure of the cloaked individual. After everyone went back to what [and in one case who] they were doing the figure turned left and sat at a table in the corner closest to the door, which was already occupied by three people. As the figure sat down at the table the middle person immediately shooed the other two away. The others having just left the man whom was already at the table got right direction down to business.Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author. "I take it your the princess." The man said the guitar on his back making a small noise as he leaned forward as to talk softer. "Indeed I am and I wish to hire your exploratory services."she said not taking off her hood but under the hood she was mildly surprised. "Yeah yeah, I''m aware of that else you wouldn''t be here in an adventurer tavern. So what do you need done your royal highness." He said the last three words sarcastically but she ignored that part. "I need you to rescue someone." "Now you''re gonna have to be more specific than that little lady." She decided to not let him provoke her before responding. "The hero." She said in a monotone but serious voice. "Woah you do realize the king doesn''t want people talking about that right." "Yes I''m very aware, I''ll pay you 4 platinum." As she said this his eyes slightly sparkled before he said, "Yeah but he''s also in the great divide. The most dangerous place not known to man." "I''m aware of that as well how about I make it five platinum."she said nearly causing the man to faint. "We have a deal, you just made a deal with Giermo the great, explorer of darkness, discoverer of the-" "Yes yes everyone knows your reputation just go save him."she said cutting the egotistical man off. Although she knew he was good enough to back up his words she still didn''t want to hear him brag. She the got up and left the tavern, making her way back towards the castle. Once reaching the castle she then scaled up and down the wall before landing on the other side. When she turned around she realized she was surrounded by almost thirty guards and her not so jubilant father. The king then sighed before saying, "Karana I didn''t want to have to do this, but you are quadruple grounded. Don''t make me ground you even harder, for your own good but also because I''m not sure what comes after quadruple." "Quintuple sir" a guard near the back of the formation said. "Thank you, men escort the princess to her room and move her guards from triple grounded formation to quadruple. That is all." The princess just sighed and went along with the guards. EL KABONG MOTHERFUCKER!! (Chapter 7) A party of three slowly descended into the great divide. This party consisted of three burly and stout looking men, two with large full bearded faces, the third being clean shaven. One had a well constructed wooden guitar on his back. The others having simple bags seemingly filled with supplies. It took what felt like three to four hours to get to the bottom of the extraordinarily big canyon. Once there, they started to search for a certain amnesiac whom had sailed into said canyon a week or so prior. While searching the area they found nothing of extreme importance. They found many power crystals none of which they dared absorb or take, having heard tales from other adventurers, explorers, and rescue teams. Those that had actually returned from the canyon alive were less than sane and much more than insane, perhaps even bat shit crazy. They had heard other people not unlike themselves whom had returned from the canyon speak of rabbits,giant wolves, crazy and unimaginable powers and riches, but then again they also talked to themselves, flung feces, swatted at flys that weren''t there, and one even strapped branches to his arms in an attempt to fly up to meet a supposed angel that had insulted him. None the less they risked this job for the massive payday upon completion as well as the fame they would receive for returning from the canyon not mad. Though there are many stories about people returning even then around 2% of the people who went in came out. Continuing on their search for the aforementioned former hero, they heard something rather large running right at them. Fearing it would be some kind of monster the men drew their weapons, those weapons being two swords and a guitar. The regular adventurers looked at guitar guy like he was an idiot. Though he was the leader of their group he tended to be an airhead. Guitar guy looked like he didn''t even notice his ''weapon'' was a guitar instead of his trademark mace. The regular guys just shook their heads and prepared to face whatever oncoming threat they were about to face. As the sound gradually grew louder a much larger than normal wolf emerged from the darkness running at full speed. Instead of the sluaghterfest they expected the wolf continued on running past them. They were confused. If it wasn''t after them was something after it?If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. They heard a loud ancient and powerful voice slowly moving towards them. "Oooh fellow humans what are you doing here, perhaps you want food?" The voice revealed itself as a nearly twice the size of the wolf, jet black dragon that looked like it was to big for the canyon. The three adventurers shook heavily in fear, they wouldn''t have been able to kill the wolf much less a dragon. The only thing that could kill dragons were massive amounts of talented swordsmen, or a single swordsmen using the sword fighting style created by the last hero which was meant for dragon slaying, though it still took extreme skill to use properly. "No I don''t think you want food, perhaps you are the food." The dragon then smiled revealing several rows of sharp teeth. The dragon had four legs, all of which had yard long claws on them. It also had two pairs of wings pulled closely to its back, most likely to make travel in the canyon easier. As well as having a barbed tail swinging behind it as it walked it''s tail was a thick as a large oak tree and it''s legs were even thicker, though none were disproportionate to its massive muscled body. The adventurers looked towards their leader, hoping he knew something. Guitar guy was on the verge of tears. Trembling hands held his guitar, which he kept holding knowing it was hopeless. He couldn''t believe he had found a dragon, dragons were so rare he would never count one as a factor when he went on any mission. Though now he was wishing he had. They were also very territorial, but he didn''t really care about that only thinking about how was he possibly supposed to get put of this alive. He summons the last bit of his courage remaining and yelled, "I''m not going to his here!" Before charging the giant imposing dragon before him. "Does the human wish to retaliate, very well I shall give you one Chance." It said as it lowered it''s head to the humans level. Guitar guy didn''t really pay attention to the black dragons words, only continuing his reckless charge. When he finally reached the dragon he stopped briefly before breaking his guitar on its scarred face. Hitting it directly on the scar that ran across its eye. The dragon then lifted it head back up before saying "Well that was pitiful I thought you would make some kind of quip given your unique choice of weapon. Something along the lines of EL KABONG!" [If you don''t get this reference google it or something] The dragon then proceeded to eat all three people before going back on his way. A small rabbit of the same color following behind rather lazily. The rabbit wondered how much longer the former hero could stay as a dragon having already been three days. From the rabbits memory he should be able to change back at any time, maybe he just didn''t want to. Once you absorb enough crystals you should be able to shift in and out predator form at will as much as you liked and whenever you liked. The rabbit dismissed this line of thought before catching up to the former dragon slayer and current dragon. A shitty situation (Chapter 8) *three days before the El kabong incident Our hero awoke to an odd feeling, having swallowed a total of 22 cyan crystals last night he assumed that was the reason for the strange sensation. The other five had gone to the mighty Sir Snuggles. [just imagine a ridiculously extravagant and flamboyant title here unfortunately I don''t have the time nor patience to come up with one] He quickly got up and asked sir Snuggles what was said sensation but upon looking in his direction he found a near 30 foot tall jet black wolf. Sir Snuggles was the first to say something. (Hello human do you wish to know how to transform.) (Dear gods yes, this would be a dream come true.) (OK then try focusing on your will to survive.) Lucius[though he doesn''t know that''s his name] then sat for what felt like hours but was probably minutes, before making any kind of breakthrough. (I feel this ... this weird deep emotion, or maybe strength inside.) (Yes that''s it reach for that and you will transform into your races greatest predator.)This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. "AWWWWW AWW AH SHIT GODAMMIT MY ENTIRE BODY IS ON FIRE FUCK YOU AAAAAHHHHHHH ... oh hey cool I''m a dragon." (I told you) (Why didn''t you tell me it would hurt like that?) (Because it was funny to see your reaction.) (Some son you are.) (I AM NOT YOUR CHILD YOU OVERGROWN DRAGON MONKEY!) *sniff sniff (I''m just trying to watch out for my boy) (I holda very deep enmity for you. If I didn''t think you were destined to become the most powerful thing on the planet I would wish you a Merry eternity of burning in hell.) (I love you too.) *giant wolf equivalent of a sigh (Okay now that you''re a dragon try speaking the dova tongue.) (What''s that?) (Just say status.) "Status" {Dragon status} Strength:5,000 Endurance:800 Agility/dexterity:600 Luck:666 (Why is my luck that exact number?) (It seems the demon lord has granted you his blessing. That''s good well good for you anyway.) (Okay so are my stats good?) (Well yes seeing as how the average human had around 5-15 in each stat and usually 2-3 in luck you have good stats. Well disciplined human warriors can sometimes get 30-40 in everything but luck you can''t train luck, and before you ask those are your human stats as well.) (Oh cool so I''m like an extreme badass now.) (That''s a crude way of putting it, but yes.) sir Snuggles said as he transformed out of his wolf form. "I''m hungry let''s hunt some giant wolves." (Yeah sure why not I was planning on destroying the rest of my race anyway.) (You''re not very nice are you.) (No, no I''m not) (Oh hey before we leave what do I do if i, you know have to go.) (Just go it''s not hard.) (Okay if you say so.) Our hero then went to take a massive [even by dragon standards] dragon shit before annihilating some monster sized wolves. Gibletized (Chapter 9) (So ... Sir Snuggles, I was thinking that since we ran out of wolves we should go find something else to do.) (Like what?) (I don''t know, uhhmm ... How about we find our way to the surface and destroy some stuff?) (Yea sure that sounds like it could be fun.) A large black dragon then lowers it''s head long enough for a small rabbit to get on its head before raising it and beginning a slow climbing the walls of the canyon not struggling to hold on. (Hey, now that all the wolves we could find are dead what''s gonna kill any adventurers that come in the canyon?) (Well the giant moles of course. They always kill anything that tries to leave with a power crystal. They''ve even been known to capture some and psychologically torture them until they''re insane, then send them to the surface with nothing but the clothes on their back.) (Wow, harsh. Is everything in this canyon giant?) (Most things here tend to be quite bigger than most things elsewhere, so Yea probably.) The climb up was hard and for a now fifty foot tall dragon not including the two pairs of wings on his back it became a tight fit in some places. After a few hours of climbing at a good pace the surface was finally reached by the bunny and dragon duo. (Oh thank god. I thought we would never reach the surface.) (You should probably change back into human form as to not attract unwanted attention.) (For what purposes?) (We will go to the human capital over there and buy some essential then go and ... What exactly are we doing from there?) (Well the plan is to do whatever we want, sound good?) (Yea I guess we can get ambitious after we figure more stuff out. All I need is to scan a few human minds and we will have all the information we could need.) (You can do that? Is there anything else you''re not telling me?) (Yes, and yes. Off we go.) (Wait you have a name so do I need one?) (Hmmmm ... I suppose so I can''t keep calling you idiot forever, there are alot of idiots it would eventually get reasonably confusing. How about, Jester?)This story has been taken without authorization. Report any sightings. (Yeah OK. I don''t see why not. Let''s get going.) Jester and Sir Snuggles then set off towards the ominous city looming in the distance, known as the capital of Atmora. After another several hours of walking with a rabbit on his head Jester and [skeleton] crew arrive at the gates to the city. They are greeted by two gate guards. "State your purpose in the great city of Atmora." Said the guard not drawing his sword but still gripping the handle. "I''m here to destr- buy supplies. Yup just need some supplies." "Sir would you mind wiping the hair out of your face, I''ll need to at least get a good look at you as to see if you''re a wanted criminal or not." Jester then pushed the several inches below the shoulder hair out of his face, causing the guards to immediately drop their jaws as well as the hold they had on their weapons. "What, is there something on my face?" "My apologies Sir Theron, I count tell it was you at first with that scar as well as your ummm having gotten alot bigger. We''ll get you an audience with the king immediately." "Oh ummm, OK." One of the guards then rushed off and came back a few minutes later with four more guards that began leading Jester to the king. Jester didn''t really know what was happening but he felt that he really must have impressed them. While he was taller then them by almost a foot and probably alot heavier then them since their muscles were puny, he felt that wasn''t it. Was it his clothes, no it couldn''t be he was only wearing torn up pants and a metal shoulder pad. He eventually settled on just going along for the ride. They reached the palace in almost no time flat, mainly because wherever they went everyone immediately got out of their way before staring at Jester. (These human are really easily to impress.) (No, from what I''m getting from their minds is that apparently you were this kingdoms former hero. Everyone thought you were dead.) (I guess this is about to get interesting then.) Upon entering the palace they quickly moved to the throne room. The throne room was well decorated with many human and some not human nobles, most chatting with each other and the king, queen, and princess. The princess wasn''t really paying any attention and looked fairly bored. When they entered the throne room several trumpets blew getting everyone''s attention, and focusing it on Jester. "Your majesty, presenting Sir Lucius Theron, former hero of the kingdom." The room had suddenly gotten extremely quiet, deathly so in fact. Said silence was interrupted by the gasping of many as Jester wiped his hair out of the way of his face. "How are you alive." The king barely managed to stammer out. "Well I started by not dying. Then followed that with being fucking awesome." One of the guards then stepped up to Jester and whispered in his ear. "It is customary to bow before the king." "I bow before no man, beast, child, or potato especially not a weakling like you." Said Jester almost yelling while looking the king right in the face, causing the king to immediately pale. "Sir Theron, surely you jest, that is a crime punishable by death." Said a plump human noble standing up, then quickly sitting down when Jester looked in his direction. "I agree, I do jest, my name is Jester. You guys keep calling me this Theron guy, but while that may have been who I was, it''s not who I am anymore. I don''t remember much from that time, but I remember [via the worlds most intelligent super rabbit] enough to know that you weren''t very nice to me, no matter what I did. So no I won''t bow to the likes of you, you impotent, senile old man." The king then stood up basically fuming. "Do you have a death wish!" "Feel free to come at me." Jester retorted back. "Guards arrest him and set a date for his execution." The guards then all gave each other glances before moving to arrest Jester. The guard who got closest first was then flicked by Jester, cussing him to immediately become a pile of flesh in an indentation in the wall on the other side of the room. This caused the guards to all reconsider moving any closer. "Please, try that again, I meant to flick him harder." Mmmm, delicious souls (Chapter 10) Princess Kara couldn''t believe what was currently happening. Not only had "Sir Theron" turned out to be alive but apparently he had become an entirely different person. Wait, had he gotten taller? She shook her head in a semi successful attempt to rid herself of the fantasies about his new "Bulky" exterior. That wasn''t what was important right now, what was important was paying attention to what was happening. Holy shit, did he just flick that guy into pieces, well that was a royal guard so there''s probably no coming back from that. Were humans even capable of that kind of strength? She wondered what had happened to him in the time he spent away, she certainly knew what happened to her. Which was mainly having to sit in one place all day and pretend to be happy, but now she could be happy, and genuinely this time. She shook her head again to get her head out of the clouds. She then realized all the royal guards were in pieces scattered in various places around the room. She stared in disbelief at this Jester fellow and momentarily debated on whether it was really him or not. The rabbit on his head was definitely new, she didn''t really know what to think about it, if she should be thinking anything at all.Stolen novel; please report. ***Back to 3rd person*** "Now I''m gonna say this one more time, you can''t kill me. I''m nowhere near full strength right now and I literally just destroyed the entire royal guard, so maybe it would be best if you just stopped trying. I have some demands. "Well I guess I have no choice but to listen, now don''t I." Said the king completely baffled by the current ordeal he was being forced through like a ferret into a funnel. "Demand number one, do a handstand." "I''m sorry, what?" "Just do it." The king then gave a confused look before doing a handstand with a little trouble at first but eventually maintaining the handstand. "It''s so ironic how, you a king, and now amusing me a jester, normally it would be the other way around, wouldn''t it." Jester then laughed for several more minutes before continuing on with his list of demands. "Demand number two, hmmmm I''m bored I think I''m gonna go, see ya later I''ll be wreaking havoc all around your kingdom if you need me, oh wait king," a smile then formed on Jester''s face"haven''t you always wanted a skylight." "Well no not rea-" The king was then interrupted by a blinding light, which, once over was replaced by a giant dragon appearing in his place. Everyone could clearly tell what just happened, and there wasn''t an undropped jaw in the palace. "Hahaha, puny mortals. Mess with the Jester and you''ll be the one to look silly!" Jester then flew off, a rabbit quickly finding a comfortable position on his head.