Undead King in unkown Lands (354 Words)

Running along the road for some time, I finally left the slums and am now in the commoner district.

The most important thing at the moment is to find a more comfortable vessel so that I can fight and move around better.

I walk over to a small shop on the roadside, climbing with the help of a barrel on the roof of said shop and for the first time taking in the surrounding.

The road was paved and six meters wide, on it are walking a rather big amount of people.

The houses are made of wood and stone, still in the medieval time.

{Perfect, not only is this a different world but it is also a backwater one.} I think while sitting on top of the shop and watch as the people go their ways.

The sun is rising high above my head as I continue to watch the bussy road in hopes to find a comfortable vessel.

After another hour or so a small group of people are marching down the road.

They look like a Noble son being escorted by his guards.

Too bad for the Noble brat, because I'm very interested in the guy that is most likely the captain of the group.

He has black hair bond in a short ponytail, is around 1,9m big good physic and the best part, he has a burning vitality.

The last thing is important because the more vitality a being has before it gets turned into an undead the more powerful, he will be.

Not wasting any more time, I send a wisp of killing intent in his direction. The guy instantly draws his sword and looks at me.

And what he sees is a cat starring directly through his eyes into his soul.

A second passed and now a dead cat lies on top of the shop on the roadside and a guy with drawn sword standing still while his eyes take on a deep purple color.

Coming out of the stupor I begin to check my new vessel, while completely ignoring the shouting Noble brat and the rest.