Chapter 10 - Clay Movement’s

20 Days has passed and the battle axe color has changed into purple with a purple gem.

Clay did't even notice but he had lost his sanity. He climbed to the top of the camouflaged tree house and looked out. He saw the 'people' that he had to kill. They had to go since they were trying to kill him he has noticed on top of tree house.

( You've got to be kidding me there are f*** more of them ugh damm this forest! I can't believe it! Damn it! I can see my bother, you got to be kidding me ) thought Clay

Clay got up and continued his work making his tools. He made the great sword. He found some stuff a few days ago and he used his mana. His new weapon is purple with some sparks going around the blade.

Clay thinks to himself- Ugh I'm going to have to set up a trap to kill at least 5 of them all at once. My clothes are getting more damaged… I'm going to have to get new clothes. This student outfit does not fit my new plans.

Clay new plans -

Kill the summoned heroes

destroy other self Claim hero's

fight anyone who seems worthy of fighting

Clay had went deep down into madness. He wasn't in the right mental state to begin with but now he doesn't give a damn about how many he hurts in the process.

The weapons made by clay are very poor. He didn't learn how to make weapons from a master craftsman. He reads about how to make them and is practicing on his own. Within time he will get better.

Clay thought to himself, 'what trap should I plant? Should I go for a pit with spikes in it?

Status

Name:Clay

Race:Human

Job: Hero Farmer

Weapon: Battle Axe level 2

Magic element:Space level 1 (Transfer)

HP:16

+4

20

Strength:11

+2

13

Stamina:19

+1

20

MP: 8

+3

11

Defense:2

+1

3

Active skills : (madnesses: this skill allows the use to know all hostile enemies that all near the user ) (Weapon Master level 0.5 )

Passive Skills :Cook level 1

Unique skills: none

Clay thought, " I do not hear their stupid voices anymore. I should start working on my next step to gain a bit more power. That way I can leave this nightmare of a forest.

Hmmmmmm, I should start working on this new project of mine…. Thought Clay.

As Clay works, he starts to have thoughts of the past. The forest would remind him when he was little and he would climb the tree swing. He loved to have the wind on his face. Thinking about his childhood also reminded him of his painful past. He would always have to cook for himself and eat by himself. His father did not care what he did with his time. The only time when he was not lonely was when he was in the company of his angry father. Which was painful for Clay because his dad felt like he was useless.

The memory of his father calling him a devil was always in the back of his head. This stemmed from his mom dying furring his birth. His father put all the blame on him. His dad got remarried and had 2 children, another boy and a girl.

He stumbled upon a good place to set up a trap. He spent 3 hours digging a hole that was 5 ft deep. It took another 2 hours to sharpen spikes and then he covered it with leaves.

Now to wait….