Ambition

Jone was sitting on the bed in his new black clothes after eating the meat of some animal that had been brought for him. It was already night, and so he laid down.

Before, he wasn't feeling tired, but when he lay down, his body was heavy, and everything he had been through since he woke up in this world flashed through his mind.

"I don't know why I'm here or what these eyes are, but it doesn't matter, these few days that I've been here have been more interesting and fun than my entire old life."

He then remembered those terrified and falling people just by looking at them and smiling mysteriously, then said to himself:

"In this world, I will do what I want, nothing stops me anymore"

"With these eyes, I feel that everything is within my reach. I will become stronger and stronger, and one day I will see this world above everyone else and conquer everything this world has to offer".

Jone decided on a path to follow and didn't realize it, but the ancient symbols in his eyes trembled slightly with his thoughts.

Then Jone closed his eyes, and tiredness hit him, and he fell asleep.

Near dawn, the boat stopped on the side of the forest, where there were many other boats.

A little far away, you could see a strange little town, and even further away, there was a big mountain with many old buildings.

"Everyone, get off the boat; the sect test will start at noon. Until then, you are free to do whatever you want, remembering that the chance of dying is extremely high. Keep that in mind," the deacon said to the people who would participate.

And then, after everyone left, the deacon went alone to Jone's room and knocked on the door.

In the bedroom, Jone was sleeping when a ray of light came through a crack, illuminating his beautiful face. He then slowly opened his eyes.

"It really wasn't a dream." Jone said when he realized he could still see.

He smiled beautifully and got up. After tidying his clothes and fixing his messy hair, he turned towards the bedroom door.

At that moment, he heard someone knocking on his door and walked towards it.

As he left the room, he saw the old deacon standing at the door, who looked into his eyes and quickly lowered his eyes in fear again.

'Shit, your eyes are still scary,' the deacon thought.

"Sir, we have arrived in the city where the sect test will take place. It will start at noon, but you don't need to participate."

"I will speak to one of the elders so that you can enter the sect directly, in the meantime, you can explore the city."

"Ok". Jone replied as he jumped off the boat and headed towards the city.

But he stopped, remembering something, and turned to the deacon.

"Lend me some money, I have nothing with me. One day, I will pay you back." Jone spoke to the deacon with a straight face.

He didn't dare refuse and threw a small cloth bag with coins at Jone.

Jone caught the bag in the air and turned toward the city.

The deacon quickly got off the boat and immediately ran towards the mountain.

Jone walked slowly, observing everything around him with interest. When he got close to the city, he saw a crowd entering the city.