His And Her Name

[Goddess' Assassin System]

...1 Mode Point Acquire...

[Mode (+1)]

[Life (5/100)]

[Mana (0/100)]

[Status (Weaken)]

[STR (-F), AGI (-F), VIT (-F), DEX (-F), INT (-F)]

[Element: FIRE (__), WIND (__), GROUND (__), WATER (__), LIGHT (__), DARK (__)]

[Combat Power (__)]

[RANK (__)]

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"Arghhh!..."

Feeling the pain all over his body brings his consciousness back to the disgusting ditch at the bottom of the trench.

"How come I'm still alive?... Ouch!... It is hot! Am I being burned alive?"

The oil inside the now broken lantern has been spilled all over the wooden cart and on the clothes of other human sacrifices, letting the flames engulf them and light a bit of his surroundings.

"This place..."

What is in front of him is a mountain of bones, rotting flesh, and corpses of human sacrifices who are victims of the hideous experiment that created his new body and summoned his soul from his origin world.

"Damn it!... Those damn lunatics! How many people they have killed to create this mountain of corpses!"

His fear from witnessing the gruesome display of the madness from the people responsible for it was replaced by rage. Not because he has a self-righteous feeling that tells him this was wrong or unjustified.

He just thought that those people responsible for this don't deserve to be called humans anymore.

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"Ugh!... The smell... Uragh!"

After calming down from his rage and being able to somehow endure the disgusting smell of his surroundings by throwing up a few times, he was finally able to comprehend how he survived the fall from the top of the trench.

The impact of his fall was cushioned by the five bodies of the other human sacrifices making his small body survive the fall while the middle-aged man landed directly on the ground which killed him at once.

Luckily, the wooden cart didn't fall right through him and landed on his side along with the body of the little girl.

As he comprehend what happened, the flame continue to engulf the wooden cart along with the bodies of other human sacrifices.

"Isn't this situation too tough for a starting level, Goddess Visare?"

His not exactly blaming or questioning the Goddess Visare. His displeased is more directed to his idea that he is really unfortunate. Either way, he needs to think of a way to survive no matter how hopeless his situation is.

"Let's see what this damn lunatic has!"

He crawled his way toward the body of the middle-aged man to see what he could salvage from his items.

What he finds is a bottle of water, two pieces of bread, a piece of cheese, and five pieces of jerky or some kind of meat. He also finds a pair of knives, a dagger, and a sword.

"So he is really a soldier or a fighter. Not just some mob doing trash throwing job."

After seeing everything the man has, he decides to take the knife and the dagger along with all the food and water. He also tears the robe that the man is wearing in order to use it as his clothes.

He wanted to take all of his weapons but if someone came and saw the man's body later, it would be suspicious if all of his weapons were missing.

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...BURST!!!...

The flame has already consumed the wooden cart along with the other human sacrifices.

He at least wanted to save their bodies to return the favor of saving him from the fall but he had no way to stop the spread of the fire. The only one left that he can save is the little girl's body.

"Damn it! Move, you fake body!... I don't want to see her burn!"

He gathered what was left of his strength to crawl towards the little girl's body and drag it away from the flame. He then continues to crawl on the ground while carrying the little girl's body on his back, towards the darkness of the ditch in which he can hide from anyone who might come after him.

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...Thud!... Thud!... Thud!...

A day has passed since he fell into the ditch at the bottom of the trench.

The flame has already consumed everything that it could burn and disappeared into the darkness. The only source of light is a single lantern placed about the cliff of the trench where they have fallen but its light could never reach the bottom of the trench.

It could never light the source of those small echoing sounds with the darkness.

"I'm sorry... This is all I could do for you."

He wanted to at least bury the little girl's body but he didn't have the strength to dig a grave for her.

All he could do was cover her body with half of the robe that he got from the dead man's items, gather small stones that he could somehow recognize in the darkness, and use them to cover her body to protect her body from all the rats crawling in this ditch.

"If I could be fortunate to get out of this place, I promise to find your family and give this to them."

It is the only item the little girl has.

A wooden necklace with a single word written on it.

...Siel...

He didn't know if it was the girl's name or a word that symbolized something for her but this wooden necklace and the word, Siel, will always remind him of the girl's strength to face death.

"Thank you for showing and giving me that strength. If only I could give something to you in return"

He can't offer the food he has salvaged from the dead man's items and the knife and dagger are not something one can offer at someone's grave.

However, he soon realized that if he can't return what was given to him now he can just give it to her in the future.

"I promise that I will survive!... I will come back for you and take you out of this place!... I will take your name as mine so I won't forget my oath!... For I am you, Siel."

After saying his promise, he drew his knife and cut his palm, offering his blood to the little girl's body to seal the oath he swears to fulfill.