4 I'm No Longer That Villain

The pain of death is strange. The soul leaves the body in a painful way, and the mind becomes confused, and terrified of what comes next.

I told them I would spill their blood. I stared into their eyes, watching the terror in their weak eyes. They were shocked, but one of them spoke.

"You damned child, I will cut off your head."

He rushed towards me, foolishly thinking he could defeat me.

"If you wish for death, I will grant your wish."

I grabbed Rashad's sword from his corpse and rushed towards him. He didn't see me coming before my sword pierced his stomach. I thought the sword was as greedy as its owner. I wanted to cut off his head, but I was too short. When I stabbed him in the stomach, he fell to his knees, screaming in pain.

"H... how... is... this? you are a wizard. Why can you use a sword? What is this madness?"

I ignored the voice behind me. I had only one goal.

"I told you the sky would rain blood today. You didn't believe me."

"The Cutting Stroke"

A white light flashed from the sword as I swung it towards his neck.

I cut off his head with one swift stroke. I watched his head roll away from his body, his flesh torn and mangled. I savored the look of misery on his face as he died.

Blood was splattered all over my face, the ground, and my clothes. I loved the sight of it.

It was a beautiful sight, but I didn't understand why everyone was so scared. I thought the fight was getting boring now.

They all attacked me at once, which was exactly what I wanted.

At that moment, my beloved cats appeared, and that was the beginning of the slaughter.

I sat back and watched the battle unfold.

My beloved cats had sharp claws and breathed fire like a dragon.

These bandits didn't realize that I was also a beast master.

Of course, I couldn't fight all those beasts myself, so I had my father's soldiers help me. I had been able to tame them after taking care of them.

And because my cats appeared suddenly, the battle was one-sided.

I didn't lie to you. I only killed three. As for the bodies around me now, I didn't kill them myself. I'm not that evil anymore.

At that moment, my father arrived with a group of guards. My father, a level 40 mage, rushed to me and embraced me tightly.

"My.Son?"

"Nothing happened to me. I killed them all."

"You did it again."

"They tried to kidnap me, so I sent them to hell."

I was ten years old when I first went to the village. Some kids tried to bully me, thinking I was weak. I beat them to death because they were about to hit me.

My father knew about this. He tried to guide me to the right path.

I gave him a promise that I would only kill those who attacked me first.

My father didn't tell my mother anything that happened to me, so she wouldn't be afraid. He knew she would feel sad and lost if she knew I had killed people.

My father was a very wise man. He helped me to increase my strength and taught me fire magic, ice magic, and soul magic. He taught me how to control mana.

I performed my first magic skill, which was to ignite fire. I felt the energy flowing through my body. It was amazing.

"you learned a new skill: Fire Flame."

"I learned how to control mana."

Then I thought of the word "skills." A sign appeared showing five specializations: warrior, mage, tamer, shifter, and an unknown specialization with a question mark.

When I thought of the word "mage," another sign appeared. It contained a long list of skills that I could learn.

"Magic skills:"

1-Fire flame

I saw the skill "Fire Flame." My father had told me that the more I could control it, the stronger it would become, and more skills would branch off from it, depending on my strength and mana power.

I found that a beam of fire was shooting out of "Fire Flame," and there were four skills below it. Each of them was shooting a beam at the other, with fog around them and next to them +.

I wanted to try the abilities of a warrior and see if I could learn them.

But when I told my father that I wanted to become a warrior, he said:

you only have one specialization.

But I was determined, so he had no choice but to bring me a skilled warrior to teach me. When I first held the sword, the warrior was teaching me how to control internal qi and how to launch the first strike, which is the cutting strike. This is the strike that cut off the thief's head.

The warrior told me to swing the sword, and in doing so, I had to try to control my internal energy.

He was saying this firmly. If he had known that I had controlled mana, he would not have tried to teach me how to control qi. Because no normal person can control more than one power at the same time.

I continued swinging the sword for more than 5 hours until I felt the internal qi. At that moment, a powerful blow came out of me. I felt that I had cut through the air, and a faint white light came out of the wooden sword in my hand.

"you learned the cutting strike."

I opened the skills and found the cutting strike. A beam was coming out of it and heading towards a single foggy skill.

The warrior told my father that I had learned the basics of qi and warrior.

My father was very shocked and thanked the warrior.

He went into my room and hugged me. He said that I was a genius. He had never heard of anyone doing this before, learning more than one specialization.

He warned me not to tell anyone about this and not to use magic in front of anyone.

After that, he made his soldiers hunt some firecats for me to try to tame myself after I told him that I could also tame beasts. I was able to learn taming after only one year, and there were no teachers because beast tamers are very rare. My father was shocked by that after seeing me sitting on my big fire cat, which I named

"Maros"

And now he sees around me 30 corpses, all of them died in the most horrible way possible. So his shock was even greater. I returned home with him.

When my mother saw me, she hugged me tightly.

I really love this woman very much. She always took care of me. I remember when I was five years old, I was very sick.

She sat next to me for the whole time, for more than 3 months, not leaving the room. I was a child, and I was always sick. I didn't know the reason. My chest hurt, and when some doctors examined me, they found strange tattoos with strange marks on my chest that emitted heat. They thought it was magic, but my father knew that it wasn't magic.

That's why I was sick until I was ten years old, and my mother was always by my side, always helping me and standing by me. That's why I felt a great love for her, and I will protect her no matter what happens.

My mother was crying.

I regretted making those fools kidnap me. I didn't know she would worry about me like that.

"Don't cry, Mom. I'm fine."

She hit me on the head hard.

"Don't make me worry about you like that again."

When I'm with my mother, I'm someone else. I wanted a normal life, but there was no such thing as a normal life in this world, unfortunately.

"Stats"

Name: Joker

Level: 17

Occupation: None

Health: 100/100

Strength: 30

Intelligence: 60

Endurance: 25

Luck: 40

Charisma: 20

Magic: 25

I am now at level 17. I was level 0 until I was ten years old. Any ordinary human does not level up before the age of 10.

I am a genius to others because the average human stops at level 10.

Anyone who rises above that level becomes a warrior, a mage, or a tamer. But I was level 17 at the age of 14, and I became a mage, a warrior, and a tamer as well. My level did not rise like this on its own.

I killed a lot of weak monsters, such as the fog frog.

Then I started killing swamp frogs.

I was a little strong then, but now I can kill a group of fire cats by myself without getting tired.

We live in a village called Flower Village. My father is the mayor of this village. He is a rich and just man, but his only problem is me.

All humans are controlled by one king, King Jaber. This king is a friend of my father. He is a just and powerful man. I met him only once when I was very young.

He was trying to convince my father to be his personal advisor, but my father refused because he didn't like politics.

My father is a very lazy man, but he is loving to my mother, and that is enough for me.

I love this family.

I told my mother that I was fine, but she didn't believe me. She prevented me from leaving the house for a week. But then I quickly went outside and decided to go into the forest to try to level up and kill some monsters.

As I moved through the forest and went deeper inside, I found that my chest was radiating a beam of power, as if it was telling me to go in a certain direction. I moved quickly in the direction of this place.

Until I found a very large, gigantic tree with many intertwined branches. It feels like it has been in this place for thousands of years, but the strange thing is that I have never seen it before, although I have passed through this area many times.

What is happening to me?

I found a bright light coming out of my chest and it felt like my body was being pulled towards the tree.

As I approached it and was about to collide with it, a strange light appeared and pulled me inside.

What am I seeing now?

What the hell is this?