《Adventurous Madman》


 Prologue: The day I died.

    Life is something strange isn¡¯t it?, especially in my case because I have lived with a special power, I call it ¡°time stopper¡± and no, it doesn¡¯t do what you think it does, I gave it that name because of a different sense, you see what it lets me is to directly grasp an organ, for example the heart its quite a strange feeling, imagine if you felt the movements of a heart in your hand, being able to crush it, its unique.


    You must be able to understand what I am, perhaps it¡¯s better to say I was?, not like I truly care about that foolish detail. Name Jull Crane, occupation assassin.


    My story isn¡¯t a tragedy as you may think, I became an assassin because I wanted, it was my choice, and what other use would you find to my power? It¡¯s like god himself was asking me to be like that!, even worse when I could take a life as if I was a grim reaper, it was exhilarating! I don¡¯t think you could even get it, having every single life in your hand¡­ It made me feel so powerful and I came to enjoy it a lot.


    Everything started when I was young, I had just 5 years when I discovered my power and¡­ used it. My dad was a Ceo with a high salary and my mother was a housewife, quite normal I must say, it doesn¡¯t ring a bell how could I end like this eh?, I still remember that day as if it was yesterday, it was a summer day and we were in our summerhouse, but I had to study every day, it was hellish so I decided to escape and I had a great idea how to do it, I took off my clothes, put my favorite hat on my head and my tricycle, haha I suppose for you it¡¯s strange that I took off my clothes but hey, it was summer.


    I have to say that it was a big mistake¡­ yeah I should have taken a bit of food at least!, but forgive me I didn¡¯t think about that being so young¡­ 3 hours after I escaped I was already hungry and even worse but that was not the worst of it, I ended arriving to the house of an old man who liked to hunt, and it was quite cruel what I saw. He was hanging a dog, the dog was still alive, spasming weakly and that¡¯s the first time I got a feeling of a heart, it was strange at the start and even if I couldn¡¯t understand what was happening to the dog, I could feel the cruelty and death itself.


    Seeing the pain in the animal I just had a desire, to end it and so it happened, the dog immediately died, but there was a hidden lesson which was imprinted in my soul, it was hate for the old man who caused that pain, I thought ¡°only death can forgive you¡±, it was all too strange, until that moment I didn¡¯t truly understood what meant to die.


    Then I got the same feeling that I had with the dog, I felt something warm, doing little movements as if it was saying ¡°I¡¯m alive¡±, it was time to end it, with my will and a little gesture with my hand I crushed it. This time it was different, blood flowed from everywhere of him, the last thing I remember is the man doing an act like a ¡°last stand¡±, falling while gazing me, it was like he understood who killed him and I could see his surprise.


    I don¡¯t truly remember anything else, it seems that my father found me 2 hours later in a pool of blood with deadpan eyes. Some people thought that perhaps I would be traumatized, however it was imprinted on me the symphony of death, I thought about how it made everything equal, it was unique.


    A few days later the attitude of my parents changed and they did let me to play, I could feel their worrying gazes, I didn¡¯t truly understand why they had them but a few days later a man came to our house, he was a psychologist called Steward but I still prefer to think of him as ¡°Mr. bright baldie¡±, hey with him near you don¡¯t need a mirror to redirect light! I still think that when light reflected on his head you could use it to burn something.


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    He talked to me a few times and gave me a few toys, which were quite boring if I have to say¡­ one day I heard him talking with my parents and he said something about me ¡°closing my feelings¡±, not like I truly cared, but my mother cried, even my father seemed conflicted, but the thing I remember the most is how fast their hearts did palpitate, ahh that melody was so beautiful¡­


    My days were quite normal and when I was six I entered school like every normal child, and it was quite easy everything we studied, I even did a few friends! Two boys and one girl, they were called James, Josh and Annie respectively and we were like little devils really, I still remember that time when we broke a window and the director was trying to catch us, what we did was to take a guy with us who didn¡¯t do anything when we were running away and then we let him fall!, hahaha the director though that he was with us and what a sermon he received!.


    But the interesting thing happened when I was 15 years old, Josh joined a gang called ¡°The devils¡±, what originality¡­ the one who made the name should have used at least 3 years to think of that!. Even if he was the only one who joined it was not likely to be the only one, except Annie who wasn¡¯t interested and tried to stop us, James and I did a few works for the gang, nothing too much, it was just driving when they stole something, however one day something bad happened and there were deaths, even worse they used Josh as a scapegoat!, you see that day I wasn¡¯t the driver, so I don¡¯t know all the details, but when Josh was in the jail one day I was able to talk to him, and he told me everything, he said that even James was implicated in using him as a scapegoat.


    At that moment something changed again, the melody of death became stronger and even told me a few words, which were the true beginning of everything ¡°pain shall bring revenge, death shall bring peace, every end has a beginning, and every wrong has a consequence¡±, how right it felt, that same day I killed every member of the gang, with the same feeling that I had ten years ago and it felt good, it was like a drug which induced me in a state of excitation, the world became red and only my laugh could be heard apart from that melody¡­


    From that day onwards I understood something, I couldn¡¯t live anymore without that melody! I had to kill. My desire was paving my way to the underworld, and it was there where I made my professional name as ¡°Time Stopper¡±, I even had a proverb! ¡°When the coldness arrives not even time can continue¡±.


    It was all so great but one day I started to get a new desire, I wanted to experiment the melody of death in all its splendor and there was only one way to do it¡­ I had to kill myself.


    Finally the day arrived when I decided to suicide, I crushed my own heart with my powers, slowly, enjoying every sensation. It was so refreshing, slowly I was dying and then the grand end!.


    And that¡¯s how we arrive at this moment¡­


    ¡°YOU HAVE FINALLY ARRIVED¡±

 Chapter 1: A talk with the enchanter

    Mysterious voice: "Finally you have arrived"


    Jull: "Haha... haha... HAhAhahAHAHAHA, tHe melodyyyyyyy, i can hear it soooooooo clearly"


    Mysterious voice: "Geez, lets dispel the spell already..."


    Jull: "Hahahaha... Eh, wait a second, why am i laughing?"


    Mysterious voice: "I suppose that now you will be able to handle a conversation but dont worry, i dont expect too much".


    Jull: "You are pissing me off you know? Im still confused, everything seems as if it wasnt myself..."


    Mysterious voice: "Sigh... You are with someone incredibly powerful in the line that separates the realm of death and the realm of souls and you want to MAKE ME WAIT UNTIL YOU COMPOSE YOURSELF?!"


    Jull (Okay... better to be carefull with this idiot)


    Mysterious voice: "I can read your mind you piece of shit!, be grateful that i have a need for you because if not you would be quite fucked".


    Jull: "Okay then lets be fast, first of all why the hell did i suicide?!"


    Mysterious voice: "Bah, i just manipulated you with the melody, its quite useful to attract souls, when used in a living thing they would desire to die, bad point is, they need to see people dying".


    Jull: "SO YOU ARE THE ONE WHO FUCKED UP MY LIFE!!!"


    Mysterious voice: "Shut up, as i said i have an use for you, you should be grateful that the great me is giving you a chance to be more than a rotten monkey"


    Jull: "Sigh,,, AND COULDNT YOU WAIT FOR ME TO DIE?!"


    Mysterious voice: "Of course but i hate to wait, i have to say that its quite lucky that you came so fast, and be aware, YOU ARE IN MY DOMAIN, SHOUT EVEN ONE MORE WORD AND I WILL LET YOU DESIRE THAT YOUR SOUL DISSIPATES"


    Jull: "I DONT CARE, dammit, I could have enjoyed killing SO MANY PEOPLE, what a waste killing so fast and dying so young, FUCKING ANNOYING VOICE!!!"


    Mysterious voice: "YOU ARE TESTING MY PATIENCE AND ITS QUITE LIMITED JUST HEAR WHAT I HAVE TO SAY ALREADY"


    Jull: "sigh,,, okay okay mr annoying voice"


    Mysterious voice: "DO NOT CALL ME THAT, YOU SHALL REFER TO ME AS *THE ENCHANTER*"


    Jull: "No, i think i will call you annie, seeing how annoying you are i think it fits"


    The enchanter: "GRRR, sigh, do whatever you want but can we move already to the main topic??!!"


    Jull: "I suppose, its not like i enjoy hearing a voice while being nude in a dark place, its a bit less disturbing if at least you have a girls name"


    The enchanter: "Whatever... I just want you do to one thing, be the hero of another world".


    Jull: "Me... a hero?..."


    Julls mind (FATAL ERROR, RESTARTING SYSTEM, ERROR PERSISTING, ACTIVATING JOKE PROTOCOL..."


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    Jull: "HAHAHAHAHA, what a great joke, wait... it was a joke... no?"


    Julls mind (ERROR BECOMING CRITICAL)


    The enchanter: "I know already that you are the worst choice and thats why i chose you"


    Julls mind (system restarting, actually in cooldown)


    Jull: "Wait, if im the worst choice then... why choose me?"


    The enchanter: "Its simple, the people of that world pissed me off, so i thought about satisfying their desire of a hero and relieve my feelings at the same time"


    Jull: "But i dont want to fight the demon lord or anything like that! for gods sake I would be a great demon lord!"


    The enchanter: "You idiot, you will be the hero in name only, i hope that you fuck up their world as much as possible because of what they did!"


    Jull: "And... what did they do?"


    The enchanter: "Those fuckers... IM THE ENCHANTER OF SOULS, i have to receive every single soul of every world before they go to their respective places, but no, they HAD TO OFFER A SOUL to the goddess of light!"


    Jull: "I still dont understand the problem..."


    The enchanter: "They didnt inform me first"


    Jull: "OOOOHHHH, such an offence against you..."


    The enchanter: "EXACTLY, and thats why i want to have revenge!"


    Jull: "Well, then i would like to ask three things, first of all when i reincarnate, i will still have my power wont i?"


    The enchanter: "Yeah, its quite strange but that power is ingraved in your soul, but seeing a psycopath with that power i think you are made for each other"


    Jull: "Excellent, then second of all... what special power will you give me and where am i going?"


    The enchanter: "Fuck, you want a special power? you havent done anything yet!, and about where you are going you only need to know that it has magic, poor hygiene and other races like elfs and demons"


    Jull: "You made me take my life, at least you could give me a little gift dont you think so?, the great you shouldnt care about small details"


    The enchanter: "Sigh i suppose you are right, okay what do you want?"


    Jull: "I want to be a necromancer"


    The enchanter: "Pff, and here i though you wanted something more unique or powerful, you could even have learnt it on your own HAHAHAHAHA"


    Jull: "Indeed i could become a *Normal* necromancer alone, but i want to be able to use your melody"


    The enchanter: "Hoooo, so you developed a brain, well i suppose it would be interesting so be it, however to become a hero you have to do a little thing..."

 Chapter 2: Being a hero is unfortunate

    When i opened my eyes for the first time a new world was in front of me. The first thing i saw was a beautiful blonde woman with blue eyes which  could be called celestials seeing the type of blue it was. She seemed quite tired but she didnt want to let me go.


    A man, strong and tall as a mountain, at least in my perspective, was smiling while seeing the scene. I was too tired so i just slept.


    When i opened my eyes again i was still with the woman, which may be better if i call her "mother", it seems it was time to eat or something like that because she showed me her tit and in this context, unfortunaly, it wasnt even near sexual.


    3 years have passed already since that day, I have to say it was quite boring even with all the expectations i had about training and using my abilities, but well i suppose it cant be rushed, when i was 2 years old i had the great idea to try using magic, nearly died sooooooo i learnt my lesson, a baby cant train. Hey dont laugh its an important lesson!.


    Now im 5 years old and it seems i can start to train mana, but because i want to defend myself i decided to train my resistance, i want to be able to do anything! but i will not do any strenght related exercize, i would not like to end being like a dwarf while im human.


    At 10 years old i was considered a genious, able to do anything and with an incredible amount of knowledge which totally contradicts my age, my parents decided that i needed a personal teacher, so i need to thank my background of being the son of a noble, because if not it would be quite hard.


    Of course having the luck i have the "teacher" had to be a girl, and quite a young one, i suppose she has 19 years old but she seems quite powerful, i will learn as much as possible...


    After all this time im 15 years old and i decided to start my travel, i will become a unique hero in my own way...


    Wait a second, whats happening? why am i falling to the ground?.


    Jull: "Finally found you little hero"


    Who... are you?


    Jull: "Your exclusive reaper be grateful, its a shame that i cant do this slowly... a well not everything in life will be fun"


    Arg... I wanted... to have... a harem!


    Jull: "So young and so perverted, gezz i hope that it doesnt count as a good action that i killed a perverted hero! I dont want to have a bad start..."


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    Jull: "Well, time to work..."


    *Flashback*


    The enchanter: "What you need to become a hero is to take his destiny spark"


    Jull: "Wait, whats a destiny spark?"


    The enchanter: "In simple terms that even a monkey could understand, its the gift of the goddess, its something extremely important because only those who possess it can forge their own destiny"


    Jull: "So... if i have it i can change the destiny of anyone i meet but... what would happen if i dont get it"


    The enchanter: "Its obvious, your end would be predetermined, so you would have cero impact on the world or at least it wouldnt be greater than what your destiny says"


    Jull: "So in poetic words if i want a carnage i need a spark to start it..."


    The enchanter: "Exactly"


    Jull: "But hey, how could i get it?"


    The enchanter: "Simple, weaken the hero and forcefully take it from his soul, DO NOT KILL HIM, the process will do it already"


    Jull: "Always spoiling the fun... so i cant enjoy myself uh?


    The enchanter: "Unless you want that an unexpected encounter saves the life of the hero then no"


    Jull: "Whatever i suppose i cant brutally kill EVERYONE i find on my way"


    *Flashback ends*


    Jull: "Now time to take that spark!"


    You know, being a necromancer is quite useful in matters of the soul, even the most simple undead has a soul and i discovered something quite interesting, it seems the undead become stronger when you increase the pain on their soul, and after the enslave it can only be done by killing the living.


    And about the matter that concern us now... i just need to take out his soul while alive and i have heard that its quite painful but the sad thing is that the victim cant cry or shout, its a total shame. After that i have to separate something shiny contained in it and plainly eat it, i still dont get how you can eat something inmaterial but well, whatever.


    Now i have done it, HAHAHAHAHAHA, i have to say that it feels great, and now, its time to give this world the hero it deserves...


    Introductory arc finished.

 Chapter 3: Im a Hero

    Hello, first of all sorry for not being able to post this days, i was ill and Christmas is too strong, bad combination indeed. This is a short chapter that i have made, hope you like it:


    Today I decided to do something interesting, after killing the so called ¡°hero¡± I have thought about taking his place, better said MY place, yeah I know I said I didn¡¯t want to be a hero¡­ but just imagine, if the hero who takes down the demon lord is in truth someone much worse than him¡­ how much despair would people suffer?, just thinking about it makes me feel like a child when Christmas is near.


    So that¡¯s why I¡¯m going to the capital of the kingdom, it seems the name of this kingdom is called Anthael and the capital is Bystal, when I burn them I want to change those names¡­


    For now I am just advancing towards it and I have found something interesting, it seems a merchant is negotiating with bandits so that they aren¡¯t attacked, of course I will do the only thing a sensible guy as me would do, and that is killing the bandit leader with an arrow, what? Surprised? Do you think it¡¯s a good action? Think again! If I kill the bandit leader wouldn¡¯t they attack the merchants?


    I have to thank that idiotic hero, his equipment is quite useful, now let¡¯s enjoy the moment, prepare the bow¡­ take the arrow¡­ draw it¡­ and with a happy smile see how it flies directly to the neck. Beautiful.


    As you may think the bandits aren¡¯t too happy with their leader dead, in fact they are quite mad and they have started to attack, there is one big guy on the bandit side that is using a BIG stone weapon, I don¡¯t know if it is because he is like a Neanderthal but he mostly uses brute force, well¡­ I suppose you can¡¯t expect anything else about a man with a stone Warhammer but at least he should try to arrive to middle age.


    Ohh it seems the battle is ending, it seems the merchants were the winners, quite unexpected, but well I suppose that killing the bandit leader was too much help from my side, now it¡¯s time to reap the rewards, I know that I¡¯m going to be a hero, but I can¡¯t be poor right?


    When the guards saw me they were in guard but seeing how I looked they thought that I¡¯m just a traveler, poor guys, there were only 4 in good condition and a fatso inside the carriage, quite scared he was if I must say.


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    When they thought that I¡¯m not an enemy I took out my sword and cut their necks, I only got two of them and that was unexpected. The other two prepared their weapons and were ready to strike me but then they saw that the two comrades that died are getting up again. HAHAHA before starting this travel I investigated how to make it possible to create undeads through my sword any person who dies after being cut by me will become¡­ quite friendly with me.


    The two started to fight the remaining two fools and I went to see this valiant merchant, really he was like a pig, his body and his cries are like one at least, and I haven¡¯t even done anything yet!.


    When I was near him I could see his face more clearly and I was horrified! For god¡¯s sake even a slime could have more consistency, his face and body was a lot of fat, even calling this thing human is an insult!, even pigs would cry and run away after seeing his face!.


    Strange thing? *bawling*: ¡°Please¡­ do not¡­ kill me¡±


    I think that letting him live would make a lot of children cry, and a lot of mans would be quite happy to see that there is always someone so ugly that near him they are like Adonis!.


    Jull: ¡°Now now, don¡¯t worry I promise I won¡¯t cut you down¡±


    Strange thing?: ¡°Re¡­ really?¡±


    Jull: ¡°But of course!¡±


    Then I proceeded to kick him down and when he fell to the ground it was quite funny that he couldn¡¯t get up even after trying it, then I proceeded to burn him down, even if I¡¯m a necromancer it doesn¡¯t mean that I can¡¯t use any other magic type.


    Strange thing?: ¡°Gyyahhhh¡±


    Is that even a cry¡­ ah shit it seems I¡¯m totally in the role of a hero¡­ killing that thing should have counted as a good action!


    It seems the battle is nearly over, the two servants that I have made are about to kill them but I stop them and use my sword instead, the more people I kill the stronger this sword will become, so let¡¯s not waste shall we?.


    Such a heroic ending, annihilating bandits, making four new friends and burning a strange monster, even more I have received a carriage and a few goods as a reward, all in one!. Today has been quite a productive day.