SECOND CHANCE TO MAX -OUT IN ANOTHER WORLD

CHAPTER FOUR

Max Willam made his way back to the main ground where the poor elves and goblin-like humans were being held captive in cages. With a heart full of compassion, he set them free, one by one. As he approached the cages, the curious elves couldn't resist getting closer to him, sniffing him with great interest. It was a beautiful moment of freedom and hope,

"Hey, you smell like flowers, human. You smell really nice," says the female elf.

"Aww, thanks," replies Max William.

Max Willam eagerly reached into his trusty sack, rummaging around until he found what he was looking for - a collection of magical potions. With a grin on his face, he handed them over to the grateful female elf he had rescued earlier. It was a small gesture, but it meant the world to her. Max knew that sometimes, even the smallest act of kindness could make all the difference in someone's life.

"Hey . Take this potion and make sure to use it among ourselves."

Max, with a determined yet cautious stride, shouldered the weight of the lifeless bodies, their presence a haunting reminder of the chaos that had unfolded. With each step, he navigated the treacherous terrain, leading him to a secluded spot where secrets could be buried and forgotten.

As he carefully laid the fallen to rest, Max's eyes caught a glimmer of opportunity. The vice commander's dress, a symbol of authority and power, lay within reach. Without hesitation, he swiftly snatched it, tucking it away in his trusty sack, a memento of the fallen leader's demise.

In the hushed silence of the burial ground, Max's actions spoke volumes. He was no longer just a mere soldier, but a cunning strategist, seizing the chance to alter his own destiny. With the weight of the fallen on his shoulders and the vice commander's attire concealed, Max embarked on a path that would forever change his own narrative.

As he began to lay the lifeless bodies to rest, a haunting voice pierced through the eerie silence and called out to him. The sound was so mysterious and spine-tingling that it sent shivers down his spine. He couldn't help but wonder who or what could be behind such an otherworldly voice. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end as he listened intently, trying to decipher where the voice was coming from

Max Willam: (looking at the ring on his finger) Wow, this ring is incredible. It's like it has a mind of its own.

The mysterious Ring : (coming from the ring) Looks like you were very busy with your hands, my son.

Max Willam: (startled) Whoa, did the ring just speak?

The mysterious Ring: Indeed, it did. I am the voice of the mysterious ring, bestowed upon you by the Empire State.

Son: (curious) The Empire State? Yes I remember the king did this ring.

The mysterious Ring: For now, let's focus on the fact that you have been keeping yourself occupied.

Max Willam: (confused) Occupied? What do you mean?

The mysterious Ring: I have been observing your actions, and it seems like you have been quite busy with your hands.

Max Willam: (realizing) Oh, you mean all the tasks and activities I've been doing lately?

The mysterious Ring: Precisely. Your hands have been working tirelessly, and it is evident from the tasks you have accomplished.

Max Willam: (grateful) Well, I'm glad my efforts haven't gone unnoticed. This ring truly is remarkable.

The mysterious Ring: It is indeed a remarkable gift, my son. Embrace its power and continue to use your hands wisely.

Max Willam: I will, thank you. I can't wait to discover more about this ring and its connection to the Empire State.

The mysterious Ring : Patience, my son. All will be revealed in due time.

The Ring revealed it actually identity to max Willam

Max Willam: Really! So, are you saying that you are a primordial being?

The mysterious Ring: Maybe so.

Max Willam: But why are you talking to me about it?

The mysterious Ring: Can't you tell? You are a descendant of my bloodline, says the mysterious ring.

Max Willam: What! How is that possible?

The mysterious Ring: It looks like you are not aware of the recent awakening of your crimson blood, says the mysterious ring.

Max Willam: Crimson blood? I am very confused about this.

The mysterious Ring: Don't worry about it, things will be clear enough in good time.

Max Willam: But what does it mean? Why is it important?

The mysterious Ring: Right now, I want to teach you a special art of magic.

Max Willam: What is this special art of magic you were talking about?

The mysterious Ring: It's called Generator, Max.

Max Willam: Generator? What exactly is that?

The Ring: Generator is the name of this special art of magic,

"Let me explain it to you, well first of all Max," "I already know that you're not a soul from this world. Am I wrong?" Said the ring

Max Willam looking at the mysterious ring.

"How did you know?" Max Willam asked, curious.

"I did tell you what I am ," replied The Ring

"Yes, the ring has the power to reveal the truth about a person,"

(Max Willam thinking out loud)

Max looked at the ring on his finger, wondering what other secrets it held.

"That's not important," said the mysterious ring.

"But what is important is that you should begin learning how to hold your own power and skills."

"Okay," replied Max. "But how am I supposed to do that?"

Max William chimed in, "Yeah, it's not like i have any special abilities or anything."

The mysterious ring glowed softly. "You don't need special abilities. You just need to believe in yourself and practice. Start small and work your way up. You'll be surprised at what you can accomplish."

Max William exchanged skeptical glances, but decided to give it a try. "Okay, l will do my best," he said

Now you see the men you just killed, whose bodies are on the floor, says the mysterious ring.

Max Willam: Ooh, these guys. What about them?

The mysterious Ring: Do you know you could erase their previous memories, making them into your own private men who will do your every command?

Max Willam: Seriously! Is that even possible?

Mysterious Ring: Yes, why would I be telling you about it if it's not possible?

Max Willam: But there is one question, since they are dead, wouldn't their body get rotten in some time to come?

"Well, that's a good question," replied the mysterious ring. "The answer is no, they wouldn't get rotten, because by using the special art of magic, it gives them everlasting bodies, more like an immortal being."

"Wow, that's amazing!" . "So, how or what should I do to start asking Max William?"

"Well,," said the ring, "you must first seek out the ancient crimson trace within your body who holds the key to unlocking the secrets of magic, allowing you to erase their minds with ease

Max Willam: (confused) Um, okay. So, I'm supposed to channel my inner ancient crimson trace energy into my left hand, right?

Mysterious Ring: Yes, that's correct. First, focus your energy into your left hand.

Max Willam: (concentrating) Alright, I'm trying to channel my energy now. What's next?

Mysterious Ring: Once you've done that, place your energized hand on their foreheads.

Max Willam: (hesitant) Wait, whose foreheads? The dead bodies?

Mysterious Ring: Yes, that's right. Place your hand on the foreheads of the dead bodies.

Max Willam: (nervous) Um, okay. Here goes nothing. (places his hand on the forehead of the nearest dead body)

Mysterious Ring: (whispering) Watch closely, Max. Something extraordinary is about to happen.

Max: (wide-eyed) Whoa! The eyes of the dead bodies... they're glowing! And there's an information screen appearing in front of me!

Mysterious Ring: (mysterious tone) Yes, Max. You have tapped into a hidden power. The secrets of the dead are now revealed to you.

Max Willam: What is this?

Mysterious Ring: Well, it looks like a role setting.

Max Willam: Role settings? What is that?

Well, it's the setting. That's gives you the opportunity to set up the role you want these guys to do for you, says the mysterious ring.

Mysterious Ring: That easy, right!

Max: Easy as you said,

Mysterious Ring: But there are repercussions.

Max Willam: Repercussions? What do you mean by that?

"Once you finish setting up their roles, what you write for them to do cannot be undone."

"So you're saying that once I set their roles, it's permanent and can't be changed?" asked Max William.

"That's correct," confirmed the mysterious ring.

Max: Well, it looks like I have to be careful what I write on the settings for these guys.

Max: So whatever I write in the settings, will have a big impact on their behavior towards me

Mysterious Ring: that is why you have to sure of everything you put it down

The mysterious ring reveals a board with letters, similar to a keyboard, for Max Willam to enter the settings

He takes the board and brings it near the information screen, where it connects. For, Max Willam to type in his desired setting.

"Okay, we have five of them,", . "It says I should give them names along with the settings." says Max Willam

"Alright, let's get started," .

Max began typing in the names and settings, "Name, settings, and attributes. Here we go. Kenny, loyal, master swordsman. Jim, loyal, top tier assassin. Jake, loyal, highest magic caster. Timmy, loyal, weapons specialist."

"Great job, Max," mysterious Ring said with a nod of approval. "These guys sound like a solid team."

The mysterious ring then instructs max Willam to press the word [OK] at the right corner to complete their setup.

Max Willam, with a determined look in his eyes, pressed the mysterious button. Suddenly, a crimson substance began oozing out from the lifeless bodies, transforming them into a haunting sight. Like a macabre symphony, the red liquid mingled with the darkness, enveloping the corpses in a sinister army uniform, adorned with shades of red and black.

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