Daily Life And The Dream

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Once everyone had gotten tired of making fun of him, he and Conri left the village to go into the nameless forest behind it.

"Ugh, what kind of sins did I commit to deserve this!?"

On the entire journey, Avon had been complaining, it wasn't the first time that everyone had decided to make him into a laughing stock but he still hadn't gotten used to it.

Conrí could only force a smile while trying to soothe his friend.

"It can't be helped your already sixteen and yet you still haven't undergone Alaric's trail nor the naming ceremony, so of course they're going to make fun of you by Alaric's law your not man"

Alaric is the name of one of the gods the villagers worship, the villagers believed that when Alaric was still a young god he and another young goddess ran away into these mountains to get away from their families, while they were in the mountains they had a son and a daughter.

When their families found out they sent a massager to order their return but they didn't listen so, their families descend on the mortal world to take away their children while as punishment they sealed the powers of the two children they had and trapped them in the mortal world.

If Alaric or the unknown goddess were to ever return to the mortal world their children and all their descendants would be killed erasing the entire lineage.

The people of this village believe that they are Alaric's and that unknown goddess descendants.

At the age of sixteen, all the children whether girl or boy are required to stay in the temple to pray, if their prayers were heard a symbol would form on their skin which would represent that you're officially a man or woman.

Shortly after that, you'd be given a new name that you would be known by for the rest of your life.

"I know all that but it isn't my fault, every time I go to the temp he doesn't answer me"

Just talking about it was making both of them feel exhausted.

"Complaining about it won't do anything, you just need to do over the trial....where almost there go get ready"

Before Avon could respond it started.

"Hey Conrí and the little kid are here"

With just that one remark all the men and women stopped working and started teasing him.

In terms of height, the women didn't lose to the men at all the shortest woman in the village was five feet seven inches and that was his mother but no one dared to tease her about it because of her nasty temper.

When it came to looks there was no comparing the men and the women very few of the men in the village could be considered average, everyone else would be considered handsome.

As for the women they could topple empires, they were all stunning beauties when coupled with the fact that they all had the aura of a warrior as well as the markings they'd receive when they passed Alaric's trial they were all beautiful.

There were about forty or so men and women in the area with axes in their hands, about a hundred or so trees had already been cut down by them.

"Hey kid come over here"

The voice that called him didn't have the happy go lucky tone that everyone else did so he immediately knew the source.

"Coming, Al-Amir"

The person who called him was the village chief's son as well as the strongest warrior in the village.

Regardless of age or gender from the moment they could walk everyone in the village was taught how to fight, they didn't learn any particular techniques just how to make every single movement as deadly as possible.

"Since you were the last one here and the rest of us were here before the sun rose. We're going to go back to get something to eat, we only need about eight more trees you can manage that can't you?"

He might've phased it like a question but everyone knew it was an order.

It wasn't that Al-Amir and the others wanted to purposefully make things hard for him but until he passed Alarics trail he really was nothing but a child to everyone in the village.

"Sure I will do my best"

It wasn't impossible for Avon to refused but he still chooses to accept it because if he started complained that it was too hard and he couldn't do it he would be proving to everyone that he was a child who couldn't handle a simple task of chopping down some trees.

"Good, once you're finished here get some rest we're going down the mountain to hunt for the festival"

With that settled everyone turned around and left including Conrí who just arrived with him, he looked especially happy waving Avon goodbye.

Once everyone cleared out of the area Avon immediately started feeling depressed, the trees that were needed for the chiefs house weren't your ordinary trees.

The trees in the forest like a lot of things in the surrounding mountains didn't have names because the villagers didn't put much importance on material things whether man-made or from nature unless it was related to Alaric it wasn't important.

The trees he needed to cut down might not be towering trees but they were thick it would take at least six of him to surround the trees.

"Faster I start faster I'll finish"

Taking a few deep breaths he picked up the ax and got started.

Bang

Bang

Bang

The sound of the ax banging against the tree rang through the forest, it was the only thing that could be heard since there were no animals this close to the village.

Eventually, he got into a rhythm and eventually got lost in what he was doing.

In the blink of an eye, four hours had passed and two trees had already fallen.

His breathing had become completely ragged his entire body was drenched in sweat a small pool of sweat had even formed around his feet.

The muscles in his arms were pulsing like crazy, they hurt like hell too but he refused to stop he chose to walk over to the next tree with both his arms hanging from his shoulders like dead weight.

[ Wow you sure are determined, where was that determination when you wer-. ]

[ Say one more word ]

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Avon had already gotten into his groove from before completely ignoring the protests of his muscles but unlike before this time after about thirty minutes, he lost consciousness.

......

In his dream state

He'd turned into a six-foot egg with his two feet protruding from the bottom of his shell and one arm from the side.

There were no holes for his eyes he was just doing everything based on instinct.

He was running around the slight dark forest with a spear in his hand for some unknown reason but he felt a sense of dread but the fact that he was an egg didn't seem strange to him it felt normal.

Even though he was still six foot tall, in the forest he still felt extremely tiny like a regular egg.

Without any warning or any form of disturbance from the space around him two giant men appeared they were at least nine feet tall because he felt even smaller in front of them.

Both of them were dress in full white from head to toe, their lips were deep unnatural red.

At this time he'd already found a fallen tree to hide under but that didn't help much the men seemed to be able to sense him so within seconds of him hiding they flipped over the tree like it was a piece of paper but they didn't move to grab him instead, they started jumping up and down around him letting out some exaggerated laughs for no apparent reason.

After a few seconds of that everything started to slow down and began to distort before it all disappeared, Avon was taking deep breaths like crazy he had no idea what was happening or how to stop it.

As soon as he regained his composure something else happened a man started descending from the sky, Avon didn't get a chance to see his face because before he knew it the man had already picked him up with one hand and ascended.

In the middle of the sky, the man started waving his free hand in a circular motion and a black hole formed Avon didn't get a chance to raise any objections before he knew they were above a city.

Everything was happening so fast that it was getting harder and harder for him to process things.

The buildings all looked strange to him, they were all many times larger than the largest house in the village, the top parts of the buildings all pointed up towards the sky with the topmost parts being extremely pointy.

Observing the people below he'd never seen such strange looking people before, none of them looked like him they all looked like they spent most of their time indoors avoiding the sun and barely ever set foot outside.

All of the people below looked extremely malnourished they weren't even half his size and they were all dressed very strangely, they wore metal as clothing and those men who didn't wear metal clothes were all dressed like women covered from head to toe.

When he wanted to switch his attention to something else he felt his body descending and fast.

The pointy top that was once far away was now getting closer and closer to him, in a few seconds he'd be dead but no matter how much he struggled he couldn't move no matter how much he tried he couldn't scream.

But it didn't seem like that was his fate a woman who looked just like the pale malnourished people below appeared out of thin air and gripped the man's skull.

When she did so a clear crisp cracking sound could be heard followed by blood pouring down his face, the woman just simply tossed the man aside before grabbing him by his hand.

Looking at the difference in their skin tone he couldn't help but smile.

Everything changed again.

This time he was standing in a pond surrounded by big luscious trees and colorful plants, all kinds of insects could be seen crawling around some of them he didn't recognize.

The woman who'd just saved him was sitting down on the outer edge of the pond staring at him.