010.2: Time affects everything and everyone
After the bandits assaulted our carriage and killed the butler, they made me into a slave, they tried to train me, but... I would never allow that. Chained and scarred, now I would face the buyers who might want to buy me. 'Why is this happening to me... Is this the will of the gods...?' I remorsed as I slowly resigned to my fate... AS IF! 'Screw you, gods! I will find my own way to flee, and when I do... I will take my revenge. For my parents! For Azezal! I would take my revenge on the thieves, the slavemancers, and finally, the Blood Empire!
All the buyers before me were fat men... The starting price was of 100 coins. 120, 150, 180... The winning bid was of 225. 'Why would they pay to be killed... Although in the end, I will kill them all. Every single one of them.' So it didn't matter who bought me. The man took me in his arms... "Show me what you can do when we arrive to my home... yes..." Despicable. But I had to keep up the facade, so instead of voicing my thoughts I just said shyly "Y,Yes, Master..." The grin he made satisfied me. 'Yes, be confident... Because when you leave your guard down...' 'You will die, And you won't be able to stop it.' Said a voice that didn't belong to me. But I agreed anyways. When we arrived to his home, he lead me to his bedroom, and in the way, I saw some other slaves, in the floor. 'Never allow yourself to become like them.' The man and I entered the room. He sat on the bed and said "Satisfy me... If you don't... Ehehehehe..." "Y,Yes, Master..." I slowly crouched and moved my face near to his pants... but then I suddenly punched his nech swiftly "AARGH!" "How dare you, Bitch!" I wasn't his bitch. I was Delgamane. Princess of the Lunar Kingdom.
' 'Hunt them down! All of them! That scum should be ERRADICATED' ' the unknown voice and I sounded as one. Its will was mine, and my will was its will. I punched again. And again. And again. Soon enough, he was dead. I exited the room, as all those slaves looked at me. "You are free. Live how you want to live. Don't be chained again. Ever." whispers and gazes focused on me came over, but they weren't something that I was interested on. I went to the kitchen, took the butcher knife, and with some patience, I cut my shackles. After that, I exited the house. Adrenaline was still rushing through my veins. I had killed. And I had liked it.
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I knew that I needed money, so I headed to the guild, But as soon as I entered... "AAAAARGH!" I felt my body being pierced by a myriad of swords. I felt my consciousness blurring out as I fell to the floor...
When I woke up, I was in a bed. There were two people. One, introduced himself as the guildmaster. The second was a woman who worked as a receptionist in the guild. "What you have gone through seems to be a Rebirth. The rebirth of the sword." The recepcionist told me. It was too perfect to be real. A rebirth that would give me talent for battle and fighting. There was nothing that could be better. "We will give you a meal and a beginner set. From then on, you are on your own. This is not charity. But if you want to join the guild..." I interrupted the man as my decision was set in stone. "I want to join." "Well then, go with Lilly. She will show you everything and help you with the paperwork.
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The guild consisted of a bar zone, and a mission zone. One was for fun, the other was to work. After making a guild card with the fake name 'Diana', I became a mercenary. There were two sides in the mission zone. The normal zone, and the 'dark' zone. A zone where the shady requests would be given, like assassinations, hijackings, kidnappings... I was there for the Assassinations. My first objectives were slave traders. The second objectives were the bandits. And after that, the rest of the scum. For 2 years, I killed. Take the job, make a plan, strike, go to the guild to collect the reward, and return to the inn. Although sometimes I took monster extermination cases... I usually didn't. But one day, I met a man. Tall, pale, black haired, and black eyed. He wore the kights' armor, meaning... 'He is probably useless.' Knights mostly didn't kill criminals, or needed proof to do so. And most of criminals got to jail, and didn't get killed. "We want you to join the knights. Please consider our offer." "I refuse." The man seemed shocked. "Why? I still haven't said anything." "And I don't need you to. I am leaving." "Wait, we have an offer for you!" "... Say it." "We will give you info on suspected criminals that aren't on the Assassination board." "...What would I have to do?" "Investigate them, and kill them if our suspicions are correct. If not, you return, you report, and we will decide what to do." "Nothing else?" "Well, you could join us knights for a fair payment and salary..." "I won't join for now. You can find me at the Crossroad Inn. Room 248. Goodbye." "Ah... Goodbye..."
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A year passed by, and I kept killing criminals, but I decided to become a knight. To be honest, My thirst for revenge wasn't as strong as it had been three years ago, and now I was more worried about the people, than killing criminals. Everyday, me and the knight who I met that day, Gabriel, would go to train our swordmanship with his master. To be honest, I learnt a lot. I learnt to move better, and to use all of the strength properly, without wasting an ounce of it. Me and Gabriel had become pretty close friends, and I also had a good relation with our master. Until a fateful day, when everything changed...