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The Number Five

A tortured child, living with horrors of the past. after the others risked their life to let the main character have one. having a life proves more difficult due to his mind in a constant state of blur. will the main character be able to control the state he is in, or will he be forced down to dirt. A simple task is seen too hard for him in this new world. not understanding how this world works, also dealing with the confusion of his mind. he seems that their sacrifice was in vain. will he ever be able to grasp the surroundings around him?, or will the past experience be too much for him?. that is the daily struggle of Five. He finally somewhat gets an understanding of his new life, his past tells him that he is being hunted down. after finally getting a grasp of his new life he he thrown into another one. this one seems more connected with him, while roaming around in the world. Marcus discovers a road leading a to town this town has too many secrets about it. the biggest one is a Statue of A man Name Adamsin will he ever go back to save the rest of the Numbers?. will his past chose a path for his Future? one thing is for certain his path was never in his control or was it?

James_Hill_4251 · Fantasy
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Volume Hundred and Twenty Eight

At that moment I knew that is better for her to too worry about me. So after her shift of pleasuring men I've decided to leave her a note. She must have read it. Cause she didn't come after me. That was a great thing for us, I couldn't stand the fact the only way she could support her baby. Is to sacrifice her body for her bastard son. It was very difficult for me to find any way of paymentz cause nobody would hire a five year old child. I would have joined the guild, I was too young too join at the time. So I didn't know what to do with myself during this time of prosperity. I had left Daragain behind for the time being. While on my way out of Daragain, giving up on this thing called life seeing how I had no support. I wanted to go to the church to see if they could have token me in. I didn't want too cause the any problems with me, so I didn't even bother them. They had enough on their plate. And besides I wanted the children who didn't have parents to get support rather than one who was discarded. It would be very selfish of me to that the place of a parent less child. So what could a child possibly do in a world that he was unwanted in, seeing other children being happy was shocking. I didn't experience that until I reached the age of nine. Regardless of my Early life experiences, so let us continue with your training. So we keep training. Well more like I keep training he would just give me pointers on how to fix my mistakes. It was pretty ironic how a eleven year old way teaching a mage with ten years of experience. Those ten years fo experience was for nothing I've learned more with him than any professors. How come this child teach me more about the ways of becoming a mage than most professors?, maybe a mage have thought the boy. I can see that being a possibility. Anything can be possible with appropriate amount of training. Seeing how this child trained me for days at a time, he must have gone even longer to become this good. The training was pretty simple.Mana recovery, spell reduction, less chant's, the most irritating one was body memorization. Trust me I was confused when he told me that I could cast a spell with saying a word. He told me that " it is all in the way you move your body, just like a fighter every single movement to their advantage. So can a Mage. Yet you can use your movements as a way to confuse your opponents. For example if you move your body the name way you would to cast a fireball. Instead of a fireball you casted I don't know um, a drainage spell. You could easily defeat your opponent.". I would say that training would be last. Adamsin thinking was very impressive, the most irritating was the first. He theory was that if you can't control your emotions then how could you ever control your spell. He was right on that most Mages, well scratch that all mages when they become irritated. Their focus drops to that of a baby. I've seen that several times when it came to sparring Adamsin, it was quite embarrassing seeing a grown man. Throw a tantrum while being completely outclass by a person half their age. He did get several offers to join clans from all over the world, he gladly shot them all down. After a year of training with Adamsin. The last lesson was a duel between the both of us, he still didn't move when the duel began. This Time. I had actually landed a spell on Adamsin, the spell wasn't a deadly one. It just made the opponent very dizzy for two minutes. While stumbling to me, Adamsin placed his hand on my shoulder. Tapping on the chest, " I think your ready to head back to the mages school. Maybe this time you could school those other Mages, I'm glad that you actually stuck around. Maybe after you get done with that you could join me for some quest. Oh. Yeah before you leave I bought something for you, sorry for taking your measurements. I had to get make sure that this thing actually fit you well.". Adamsin walked behind the tree where he would Lean against while he trained me. I don't know what he is talking about, I do know one thing he has plenty of chances to kill if he wanted to. He didn't maybe this Adamsin guy is a good person. His way of teaching someone is very outdated, Adamsin carried a chest that was behind the tree. The chest was about the same height as him. After taking about twenty steps with it, he placed it on the ground between us. " Damn thing!. Still heavy as shit, well besides the fact that I almost threw my back out. This is a gift from me to you. I was wondering what I should give you for passing my class, I did look at your clothing. I've noticed that your cloak, is the same as every Mage. I hate that about you. You want to be different from them, if you stay the same as them you will never be better than them. I know that is what you want. That is a good thing, a desire to be better is a great thing. Most people of Daragain are okay with being decent at being an Adventurer. Their hunger for growth is limited, with their own work ethic. That's why I don't train anyone, you know how mad I am when I sparred up with someone who didn't grow from our last match. This isn't about me!". He opens the chest, the chest was completely blacked out from the inside. He pulled out the coat that I'm wearing this day!".