《fate of risks》


 -prologue- before the regrets

    In a world of magic, a world that anything can happen, a world that has races that is countless, magic that is endless, places that doesn''t have two alike, lands that floats in the sky, kingdoms beneath the earth.


    Our story begins with a rather unique family.


    A kid with silver-blue eye, hair black as the night, skin whiter than snow.


    The father Natus is a swordsman who is known to be the blood knight.


    His mother Emore is a who is at the peak of the magic world.


    The grandfather Hail was a blacksmith who said to be better than dwarfs.


    You would just wonder what would their son grow to.


    That''s was the parent wanted to know, to see their son''s growth, to teach him, to train, to see what will he become.


    Natus and Emore created an order that protects Spactatya from the invading force.


    Before the birth of their son they left the order cut ties with the world. Doing that Spactatya got invaded. That''s how great they were. Demons hated them. They Wanted them dead. They feared that their son will be also targeted.


    They did what they have to do.


    Is to Protect their dear child.


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    Hegel is now 3 years old and he is reading a book, and it''s not like any, it''s a book about magic.


    Magic can be used by anyone, unless the person doesn''t have a minimum capacity of mana that is required to produce magic, and magic is different from one another.


    Some people can strengthen their weapon by their magic, and some can go as fast as thunder. These kind of magic depends on the person''s personality, the place they grow up in. And also some events that trigger the magic to come to surface.And if nothing happened, it will show up by itself at the at the age of 12 or above.


    And there is magic that anyone can use like fire and water and wind and some basic magic, but to be able to use strong magic it has to be your own magic. But usually all can use magic to some level.


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    Hegel point of view


    I am now 7 years old.


    i will ask my mother to teach me magic and father to teach me swords art


    mother always healed me when i got injured so i think she knows magic, and father ... he always train with his sword.


    Now I am waiting mother to finish the dinner so I ask them both together... To teach me how to use magic and sword art.


    Father is doing the normal after the sunset training. He trains at morning and night.


    "Dinner is ready, father,Natus. Come here, Hegel is waiting"


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    Mother said that while putting the plate of food.


    Father stopped the training and grandfather stopped forging.


    Right now we are all on the table.


    "Chum, chum, ghrrrr"


    That noise came from my father who always eat like a beast Is what mother always said, but I''ve never seen a beast eating so...


    "Cough, cough"


    I broke the noise and somehow others silence at the dinner table.


    "I want to make a statement"


    Everyone''s focus is now on me, I am getting nervous.


    "I want to learn magic and sword art "


    the first reaction that caught my eyes was my grandpa who gave me a pathetic and petty look, and then he looked at my parents who were.... Well.... How can I say it.... Hmm smiling is the scariest way possible?


    "Ha-ha.. Hahah... Finally.... He asked" that came from my mother. The looks father gave me was something like " you just missed your peaceful life up"


    And I wondered why didn''t I ask my grandpa about their mental condition before asking.


    "Finally.. Some fun....Ha ha" mother said said that while twitching her eyes and stabbed the meat several times.


    is this what she meant when she said i will regret it?


    And dad was eating the meat with his both hands and cutting it with his teeth.... Well, nothing weird here, it''s totally normal, saw this every day.


    "Since it''s your wish son, the tort.... err training will begin tomorrow" dad said that while looking at me with the eyes of joy. I think he was shaking.


    Grandpa grabbed my shoulders and said the only thing I thought it was right " make a run for it!"


    After thinking about it for a second I answered with, " just to where".


    And with the tort..err training will start tomorrow.


    After the dinner mother and father went to their room and started a conversation.


    Mother " IT''S TOO EASY"


    Father "I know right"


    Mother "let''s throw him there"


    Father " I think he will die"


    Mother " honey believe in your son and don''t you realize we didn''t have fun for years?, please just this time "


    Father " okay, but let''s throw him there instead"


    Mother "but i thin....


    And this continued on for hours and at the meanwhile grandpa is praying.


    "please, don''t let his life be wasted" "I humbly ask for the safety of this child and his parent mentality"


    Is what I heard before I went to sleep.... Trembling.

 training of the start

    please tell me if there is mistakes i don''t like mistakes.


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    Today, training starts.


    I am... Well... Not that much excited. That''s because of plans father and mother made yesterday.


    About throwing me or something. I think.... This is not the best way to train me, as I said I only think that.


    Well.. "The harsher it''s the better its benefits." Is what a book I read said.


    But about the part of throwing... Is  it like throwing me in the jungles?


    Cause if that''s the case I am dead. I am a dead man walking.


    Death is a thing I don''t think I understand, but from the books I have read, death is the end for you, the end of the story, the hero can''t do no more, the hero can''t grasp what he wanted, accomplished what he dreamt of.


    That''s the death, I know, is the evil that hero killed the same? That I don''t know. The bad guy that everyone wanted to kill, didn''t he have dreams too?


    Didn''t he want to reach his goal.


    Isn''t it the same for the people that want the bad guy dead? Isn''t it all desires. Well... Maybe am wrong, maybe am not, the answer won''t be here.


    The answers to all my questions is outside, a world that books described. And I''ve never been to.


    I wanted to know what love is, not the parents love... The other love..


    "Hegel, your face is red, feeling sick?'' mother said that while getting me ready for the training.


    I answered with " nothing am just thinking about lo.... eer the training"


    "You should, " she answered.


    Right now father is waiting for me, it seems we are going to the jungle down at the mountain as i thought. The jungle that mother and father never allowed me to go to.


    I am scared. Not from the jungle, but from the smirks that was on my parents'' faces. Actually, they reminded me of the joker card, that I once saw my grandfather and father playing with. The game seemed complicated, but the face of the card is right front of me, neither less from my lovely parent....


    I gulped and walked with my father who picked me up and jumped from the house straight to the jungle. I pissed myself a little, ... never mind, The thing that surprised me is that I never thought father were that strong.


    Sometimes when he swung his sword some air came out and made me fall and roll around like a ball, seeing that I wanted to do the same, but the helpless me could even reach 20 swing while father did mother than hundreds, maybe thousands, of course it wasn''t with the same sword, it was a small sword that grandfather created for me and it''s the very same one I am carrying now.


    Anyways, not getting out of the topic dad landed with an empty place, No plants, no trees, no animals, nothing at all. But the area had a Fence that showed the end of the it. behind that is the often seen jungle circling the area. At the corner there is a group of boxes, and its contents are unknown for me.


    "This is a safe area, no monsters can enter here. Unless it''s the three of us, including your grandfather, and the already placed things here. Now the training will be about, about getting strong enough in a few days to be able to live by yourself here" father said that while looking at me with the still-smirking face, well... Hearing that only one thing came out from me which is


    "Ha?"


    "We will teach you basic magic and sword art only for a few days, and leave you here" that came with my mother.


    My answer was "HA?"


    "It''s normal that''s how we got trained to"


    After hearing the last one I thought that since they survived, I can. After thinking a little bit more I accepted the fact, even if I don''t nothing will change. That''s how far I can tell from the smirking faces, their faces are really scary....


    I decided to say a thing I wanted to say from yesterday.


    "Can you please stop with these smiles?"


    Mother answered (while still smirking) "what smile in not smiling, honey am i smiling?"


    Father looked at mother (well.... No need to say) "oh! Honey, I think you do"


    Mother got shocked and said "honey, I think your smile scaring Hegel"


    "Oh.. But I can''t feel it" father said that while touching his mouth.


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    "Please?" is what I said with a begging expression.


    And finally they stopped, no more frightening smiles.


    Father went to one of the boxes and took a sword and a book.


    "Take them" father said that while handing them to me.


    i took the sword who had the same weight as the sword I trained swings with.


    Mother came close and explained the training " do 50 swings and activate a fire spell 25 times water spell 15 times wind 20 earth 10 times, since all the books you read about magic and its activation. And that''s it, really easy"


    And my usual answer " ha?"


    Well, whatever.


    I started with the swings since I have some experience with.


    1.. 2.. 3.. 4...5...6...7.... 8...9.... 10......... 2  "hah.... Ha..." damn.. It''s harder than I thought.


    Mother sighed and look at the big box and said " there is a beast inside of it, if you don''t finish in 10 minutes I''ll release it"


    To be hones hearing that I got scared and started to work again.


    26...27 "too late!"


    "IT''S BEEN FOUR SECONDS!"


    "It''s a boring looking at you swinging, we need to have fun too"


    father broke the box with his hands and the beast came out.


    It was a pig with horns, he was double my size. The moment it saw me it rushed at me "GHAAAA!"


    And I did the same as he did, but the other direction.


    "WHAHAHAHAH RUN BOY RUN!" That was from my mother.


    I can''t stay silent at this " I WILL DIE!" father answered with "don''t worry we will save you before that... Just before"


    I think they want me to fight it right?, I turned my back to fight the beast the moment I did that I rethought about it and continued running away, the problem is running in circles won''t do anything...


    OKAY! SCREW IT! LET''S FIGHT! I turned my back again to fight it. But this time I won''t run, I dodged the mad running beast that hit the fence and the moment that happened I rush to kill it, but it was faster than me and got up and rushed. I decided to take the dashing beast head on, but only to find myself on my back knocked meters away.


    "this is kind of funny to watch right honey?" (mother)


    " truly funny." (father)


    "should we release the next one?" (mother)


    "meh.. not now" (father)


    I got up again and did this course for a couple of times till I found it useless and decided to create another way.


    To be honest, I can use magic and I know how, but I didn''t want my parents to know because mother told me not to touch that kind of books, and the only magic books we had is mothers, meeh since am going to learn magic why not using it?


    I started to send mana out of my body and gather it in front of my palm, the  pig was coming closer in fast base I should make it faster. I sent even more mana out of my body and when i reached the limit I ran towards the pig while doing so the mana changed its invisible shape to a black dim ball then got lighter and lighter itbecame.... Purple fire.


    I dodged the dashing pig and while doing so his side came clear to me, in an instant the fire that was close my hand went to the pig''s chest not only hitting it but piercing through.


    After the pig fell motionless, I shouted " HOW WAS THAT!".


    but what destroyed my happiness was my mothers face, Who was well... Angry?


    She came closer and asked me with serious voice "where... Where did you learn this" I answered with some uneasiness "from your boo" "Slap" mother slapped me, why would she "slap", again "slap", again "slap", again "slap", again, another one didn''t come, I looked at my mother''s face who was crying a rain of tears.


    "Why... Why did you.... Sniff"


    I looked at my father who gave a sorry expression, he came close, picked me and jumped into the house, placed me on my bed and said " don''t go out unless I tell you..."


    Why did this happen, I just wanted them to be happy, to know I can use a strong magic, I wanted to be as strong as them, should I feel angry, or sad because... I made mother cry. I don''t know.


    .... and i don''t know if i will regret this or not.


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    author''s not: The real story begins next chapter so please be patient.