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Warlock Crimson Of The Abyss

With his memories erased, with a power that only the most ancient Gods can comprehend and with a desire to become more powerful, Kamael is determined to seek to regain his memories while becoming more powerful to face his obstacles. With the odds stacked against him, this is the story of the Legendary Crimson Warlock of the Abyss, a being who after years will be remembered by mortals and divine beings alike, bringing Chaos and Disaster in his wake. This is the story of the Successor of Chaos. _________ The cover does not belong to me, all credit to the bearer.

KingCrimSoon · Fantasy
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56 Chs

The Start Of Training

"Well, let's go then!"

Was what I said as I eagerly followed Esmeralda who started to go deeper down the path. Her words of making me stronger made me enthusiastic and excited.

Again we had to have another long walk for a few minutes, from what I could gather, we were going down little by little, but that slow and steady pace was like an eternity for me and my fear that threatened to get out of control again.

I didn't ask Esmeralda anything as we walked, only because I was preparing my mind to endure whatever was coming my way.

'What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger hahaha.'

I couldn't help but laugh at my own stupidity, I'm about to possibly be tortured for just one person's amusement and here I am trying to relieve myself with ignorance.

'After all, ignorance is bliss.'

I couldn't help but find this phrase true, not caring how easily I remembered it when I couldn't even remember my own name despite my efforts to recall.

"Okay, we're close" Esmeralda's voice brought me out of my thoughts as I looked at my surroundings again. Everything was extremely dark, yet again I felt good, it felt like home.

After about thirty minutes of walking, we finally stopped. This time torches were illuminating a room in front of me. In that room, no more than 100 meters in diameter, everything was basically an open field with a fine sand floor, with red marks of figures adorning the fine sand floor, giving it an old and antique look. More than anything else, the most curious thing is that the torches illuminated only that area and the darkness did not let that weak light illuminate them, on the contrary, the darkness seemed to swallow that light.

"Well, tell me a weapon now that you want to learn how to use or are already familiar with" Esmeralda's voice again reached my ears, she never turned to look at me and just slowly walked closer to the room until she stood in the epicenter of the room with a firm and dignified posture, like an experienced warrior of war.

Listening to her words, I thought deeply about my decision. I was now a little relieved that I would have the opportunity to defend myself.

'A bow? No, for some reason I feel extreme disgust for it '

'Daggers? Might be a great addition, but getting too close to Esmeralda might be too dangerous.

'An axe? 'No, it's too heavy and slow, I won't be able to move with agility and besides most are extremely heavy'

A sword? It sounds good and I think it's the best for me since it's what best suits the situation, plus it's not as heavy, it lets me move better and I don't need to attack myself as much as daggers, but I feel I can choose something more specific and better...'

After a long consideration, planning strategies and evaluating the best weapon for me, I decided on a specific weapon, a white weapon that can preserve my great agility, that can attack more at a distance than a normal sword and that also makes lethal attacks that can kill anyone who doesn't pay close attention to it.

"I want a Rapier."

That was my answer and immediately, Esmeralda pulled out a rapier from a ring on her finger. It was a narrow sword about 1.30 meters long. The blade was gradually tapering to a point that was deadly sharp, the blade of the sword was a beautiful white, its hilt was completely black with red markings and gems looking like Rubys. Just by its appearance, the rapier was beautiful, terrifying and luxurious, because it seemed to have a noble aura about it, that was my weapon of choice.

*Dull thud

Esmeralda tossed me the rapier which I caught smoothly from the hilt and immediately began to swing it around and practice quickly with it, basically warming up for the beating I would possibly get.

While I was warming up, the redhead also took out another weapon that in her case was a scarlet colored twin daggers, which looked beautiful and deadly, its size was the average size of a dagger but the peculiarity was its curves that went in zig zag, which made it look more deadly and beautiful, they had hole in the center so it seemed to be a very striking design that could scare and fascinate equally to anyone.

"Get ready, this will be a training, come to me when you are ready and try to hurt me with all your might" This time the redhead turned to me with a wide smile, with excitement on her face as if she had been waiting for this for a long time.

Already getting used to her looks and smiles, I didn't flinch as I slowly walked until I was in front of her, only 10 meters separated us, I drew my Rapier while staring at her with my weapon proudly in front of my chest.

At that moment I was planning different strategies and plots to be able to hit her, I wanted to take revenge for scaring me multiple times and even humiliate me. My inner nobleman seemed extremely proud and spiteful. Thus, I quickly plan more than hundreds of strategies in my mind while I was ten meters away from her.

I got into a combat stance that was new to me but my body seemed to recognize the stance and it was as if it was intensely engraved in my body. It was as natural as breathing, putting my left foot forward, my right foot slightly back, with two hands forward with my weapon pointed at my enemy and my body slightly leaning forward. The stance was as if I was prepared to catch my prey, although in this world ironically I was the prey.

'Hahaha, how ironic, acted like the predator when I am merely prey' smiling wryly, I could only think how stupid the situation was, but I couldn't do anything, after all it was the only stance my body seemed to recognize and elaborate on.

Esmeralda just watched me with excitement, amusement and some concern in her eyes. But I didn't care, I positioned myself for possibly my first torture and so.

I started running towards her at full speed.

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