《Wretches and Kings》 An Idiots End V1 Beginnings ¡® ¡® - Thoughts/telepathy ¡° ¡° - Out loud < > - Messages Prologue 12:05 AM. That¡¯s when I died. *Derisive snort*Looking back on it, that wasn¡¯t that bad a way to go. It¡¯s not everyday that you get to save someone else. But, then again, what¡¯s the point if you just trade their life for yours. The reaper has to take someone down to hell, right? ________________________________________________________________________------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 7 hours earlier, 5:00 PM God dammit! School¡¯s gotten to be such a drag. My parents and teachers continually tell me ¡° you are smart, you just don¡¯t put any effort¡±. ¡®Well maybe I FUCKING do put in some effort, and you just don¡¯t realize that it¡¯s a flawed system!¡¯ ¡®What is the point of homework anyways? They give you things that you need to hand in for marks, and in the end it counts for such a small portion of the total, it would be better to just have more time in class.¡¯ I see a group of my classmates behind me. ¡® Just what I need today, more people.¡¯ I¡¯m what I call a pseudo-ambivert (introvert + extrovert). I can''t stand people outside of school. I¡¯m a great conversationalist and debater in school, but outside? NO FUCKING WAY! There is only a small group of people I frequently talk to outside of school, and that¡¯s because I am picky about my friends. Better a close friend than a friend who can turn around and stab you in the back whenever they feel like. So I turn up my music and pretend not to notice them. Guess it works ¡®cause they just pass by still talking. This book''s true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience. ¡°What the hell?¡± - me While I¡¯m walking, I see a group of eight men, around mid-20. They are carrying huge duffel bags, almost like hockey bags. They were talking in some foreign language, which isn¡¯t all that uncommon here. But these guys felt¡­wrong. I don¡¯t know how or why but they just felt out of place. So, being the idiot I am, I followed them as they entered a bank. Then they entered the washrooms, and I realized I am about to be a hostage in a heist. But a heist? In this day and age, where we have almost all our currency digitized? Something is wrong here. Then, they came out. Leather jackets, masks, guns, and the like. By now you should know that even I would put two and two together. This was not a heist, it was an attack. ¡®HOW DARE THEY! HOW FUCKING DARE THEY TRY TO DO THIS IN MY CITY!¡¯ suddenly everything slows down. And I mean everything. So I take advantage of this God-given gift and take my best shot. Pun intended. I take a pen from the table to my right and get behind the last one out. I stab him in the neck. ¡®One down, three to go.¡¯ I take this one''s gun. A friend of mine was once a bit of a gun freak, and I knew what gun this was. An AR-10 308 assault rifle. Obviously not your run of the mill terrorist. Then I feel something shift, and time speeds up again. I start shooting at the terrorists. Then after gunning each of them down, one takes something and pulls the pin. ¡°SHIT¡± - me I jump on the grenade, smothering the explosion and immediately dying. What came over me, I could never explain. It was like a primal need to stop anyone else from dying today. I¡¯m a complete idiot. END PROLOGUE A New Beginning V1 Beginnings ¡® ¡® - Thoughts/telepathy ¡° ¡° - Out loud < > - Messages Chapter 1 ¡° Hey! Wake up¡± - fake Santa ¡°?¡± - me ¡°Welcome to limbo. i am what you would call a god.¡± - God(?) Standing in front of me was an old man who looked like he just popped out of a soda commercial. You know, the one they put up after Halloween? ¡°Limbo?¡± - me ¡°Yes! It¡¯s where all souls go after death.¡± - God (?) ¡°Right. I¡¯m dead. could ¡®a sworn i was alive.¡± - me ¡°You are the calmest person i have ever seen when it comes to finding out that they are dead! ¡± - God ¡°Whoopdeefuckingdoo¡­ My head feels like someone took a jackhammer to It.¡± - me ¡°I take it there is a reason I¡¯m in a border office?¡± - me ¡°Aye. This is a World Gate. Due to there being multiple worlds, and the need to occasionally reincarnate souls in different worlds, we have these gates. They take the shape of what the soul sees, as a border would be. You are a special human, thus you will be reincarnated in order to save one of these worlds. The place that you are going to is called Joroin (pronounced YER-CHin). it is a world under the threat of an attack from a world ruled by a god who decided he wants to have it for himself. Coincidentally, he was a daemon god who rules over daemons. in order to fight, we will give you three different spells, skills or abilities with the classification of Deicide, as well as four regicide levels as well as basic skills. on top of all of this, you will have all your memories intact, and will be unable to forget anything through willpower or magic. you will be able to choose the skills that you acquire, but will be unable to use the deicide and regicide levels until you are seven years old. As you are not a slave, i require your consent. ¡± - God ¡°Sounds like fun. I¡¯m in!¡± - me Little did I know that I had just signed up to commit possible genocide, deicide, mundicide (destruction of a planet), and so many other ¡®cides. Hell, who would have thought anything of it aside from the fact that I am saving another world? Getting back on track, a screen appeared in front of me. It was like a character creation sheet you would use in D*D. ¡®Choices choices choices...¡¯ May I see the details on each race?¡± - me Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.< Halfling: great thieves utilize illusion magic> < Higher human: a secondary type of human with high light magic affiliation, have angelic ancestry> ¡°There¡¯s no real competition is there? I¡¯ll take the andmaela¡± - me ¡°Male¡± - me ¡°On¡± - me ¡°...¡± - Me ¡°Can I see the list?¡± - me ability, thought->spell, thought-> weapon > ¡®All of these seem to be very powerful, but I would have thought there would be more.¡¯ ¡°Well¡­ I¡¯m flattered!¡± - me ¡°I¡¯ll take all of them but r?dd ¡± - me ¡°So, it¡¯s easy then. Quadruple health, quadruple mana, extremely high stat growth rate, knowledge of everything in that world and my own¡± - me ¡°Fire, water, arcane, mind, and light.¡± - me ¡°Now to send you off. Anything you want to know?¡± - god ¡°I will know everything I need to know, but thank you.¡± - me ¡°Off you go then!¡± - god Info dump time! hello! sorry about the amount of time i¡¯ve missed, i had an inhuman amount of things to do. anyways, i¡¯ve decided to change ¡®extremely high stat growth rate¡¯ to ¡®extremely high growth rate.¡¯ The poll from the previous chapter was not going to change the social standing, i was just curious. please enjoy the info dump! ________________________________________________________________________ V1 Beginnings chapter 2 ¡®nine months of prison. wonder how i will survive?¡¯ - me ¡®yes¡¯ - me ¡®woah. let''s not do that again. ever.¡¯ - me i come out of the womb, covered in blood and crap like that. it really feels disgusting. i open my eyes and see a old lady that look like some sort of horror story villain holding me, and recognize her as a midwife.(thank god for knowledge!) ¡®might as well.¡¯ - me ¡°waaagh!¡± - me ¡°Madame, the child has woken up¡± - ? ¡°hand him to me¡± - mother ¡®oh god. breast feeding¡¯ - me ¡®MOTHERFUCKING yes!¡¯ ¡®three months¡¯ - me i have teeth now, can walk and speak. thank god for that high growth rate i chose! it seems that i am part of the hoggormurinn clan. we are of medium nobility. my full name is Barn Hoggormurinn. humans can check their abilities through a status screen. when i checked mine, it showed everything at 30. i have no idea if that is weak or not, but it is probably high for a child. when i first started speaking, the maid watching me almost fainted in shock, and i had to convince them i was not possessed. their faces were priceless when i then walked to the kitchen and grabbed an apple after moving a chair. <52 months later> (i don¡¯t want to bore anyone with the time in between) today i am going to the sixth birthday of the third princess. at my insistence, i have been learning my five magics after being tested, in order to be able to master my regicide and deicide magic easier. i have already mastered mind and am halfway through light. according to my tutor, i am an irregular student as i create my own spells, and do not learn it from tomes and teachers like normal people. light seems to include healing and purity. so, i have already created a mass heal, superheal, and resurrection (practiced on squirrels found in the garden). mind magic is pretty interesting. you can manipulate an enemy into killing their allies, or taking an arrow for you. you can also overload their brain and kill them or knock them out. The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation. the party was a three day event, the first being a ball, the second being a banquet, the third being a socialization time for the children. the first day was pretty boring, as i was the only one able to dance out of those my age. the second was fun, as there were so many different kinds of food. there were all sorts of pseudo-modern food, and they all tasted great! i now need to sleep, as tomorrow we need to be awake, as our parents are leaving us with the servants and guards in order to go to the annual meeting of the kingdom. i wake up feeling refreshed.¡±sleep is truly a luxury!¡± - me *knock...knock...knock* ¡°come in¡± - me ¡°young lord, please let me dress you and bring you to the hall.¡± - servant i get dressed while he helps me put everything on. this will probably take a while to get used to, all the servants doing anything possible for me. they would probably eat for me if they could as well. after i get to the hall, i see that there are already groups being formed. you have the upper tier snobs. they are going to be elitist bastards who will hurt their own citizens. there is no way i will be joining those asswipes. the rest of the kids at the party are kind of dispersed, a few talking here and there. the others at this party seem to not realize it is the princess''s birthday, not a social gathering. so i decide to do what we do on earth. greet the person the party was thrown for. ¡°Hello, your highness¡±- me she looks at me as if she is panicked. who would panic on their birthday? ¡°erm¡­ hello.¡± - princess ¡°i¡¯m Bairn. nice to meet you.¡± - me ¡°Asta.¡± - princess Asta ¡°mmhm¡­ i can see that the name suits you very well.¡± - me ¡®what did i do wrong? she walked away! maybe she was embarrassed?¡¯ *smirk* *BANG* ¡®what the hell?¡¯ - me ¡°hello boys and girls!¡± - asshole #1 ¡°we are not here for your money, we are here for your parents¡¯ money. so, if you would all sit in a circle, we won¡¯t need to kill any of you¡± - ashole #2 Fuck me.