The Weakest Adventurer

In a world where power matters, you wouldn't ever want to be weak. Fighting monsters, conquering dungeons, reaping unknown rewards? Nearly anyone would foam at the mouth for these, wanting to take a spot on the top of the world.

Sadly, however, I don't have that level of power. Ever since birth I've had very low amounts of Essence. The only reason I was really kept around was I had an interesting ability. I could see Essence.

At the age of 4, I was brought to a Mage by my parents. They wanted to know why I could see what others couldn't.

"Your son.." The man said, his voice low and scratchy, "He has the Eyes of Crystal."

I remember looking at the 3 adults in the room, thinking I could grow up to be some hero, someone people looked up to. I was sorely mistaken.

"Kei! Stop brooding by the Quest Board already, everyone knows you're too weak to handle those!" A loud feminine voice said that to me. For a female though, her voice was very burly. Odd right?

"Yeah..thanks Captain Obvious, go find a dragon bone to pick your teeth with." I say, irritated that this lady yet again disrupted my thoughts. For 3 years now it's been nonstop. Teasing, bullying, abuse..I could barely take it now.

After my words left my mouth, I felt a fist collide with my cheek, sending my into the wall.

"What was that weakling? You wanna die today?!" She screamed out, her fists held up still.

Maybe if I were stronger and saw her from a distance, she'd be cute. Her brown hair, slim figure, they made good qualities but..nothing could make me think she was attractive.

"I said.." I slowly get up, wiping blood from my mouth, "Go find a dragon bone to pick your teeth with!"

Wow that felt good. Maybe I should back talk more often?

Just then, another fist was sent towards me, but I managed to barely dodge and send my right knee flying into her stomach.

Ow..

It was like I hit a steel wall. With spikes. As well as being shot by arrows.

"Was that supposed to hurt?" She said with a smirk and a menacing look in her eyes.

Boy was that a regretful night..

I sat up in an alleyway, hours after that fight with a pool of my own blood around me.

"Asshole.." I say weakly, falling backward and fainting once again into the darkness behind my heavy eyelids.

I'll make up for this abuse later. I promise you that..