I watched as the mysterious man calling himself Ryan got up from my bed, I began to glance over his body, he struck me as pretty weak and pathetic, he was scrawny, small, and had no apparent talent for fighting whatsoever, which is why I weirdly felt sorry for him, even in this place, a place where hunting is the only means of survival. His skinny form and lack of mana would make him a feast
I stared down at the creature
Despite the water slowly suffocating me. I was calm, not because I was brave but
It only took 10
"You can eat that?" I felt slightly disgusted at first, but after a moment of thinking I reminded
Ben hung the pieces of the creature above the flames and we both watched as it slowly cooked. Ben let go of me suddenly. "I've given you enough mana to last about an hour or two. Let's eat." A big smile appears on his face as he pieces a piece of the creature on a stick and starts to eat from it. I constantly try to do it too, but the stick snaps, so I
After eating my piece completely Ben smiles at me. "Not to your liking is it? Don't worry, I'm sure you'll get used to it." I look up to him and give him a small smile back. "I don't like the idea of getting used to it... but I guess you're right. Anyway Ben, What are your plans now?" The man looks up and places his hand on his
I woke up early to the sound of Ben shouting at me. "Wake up! It's time to train!" I rub my eyes and reluctantly sit up, pushing away the makeshift sheets we used to sleep on last night. "Fuck... Ben
The both of us sat down around a campfire as he began to explain the theory to me. "Magic is our main source of
After his explanation he gets me to stand up and place my hands in front of me, fists clenched and eyes closed. He instructs me to sense my surroundings and look around me not with my eyes but with my brain.
After a
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