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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 · Fantasie
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Volume Hundred and Eight

I hope that my message to them will flow through them like a fish in a river. They noticed that the chapters I've told them to read, have been marked already for them. They will be confused. I hope during there time of confusion, their faith will shine. I disappeared from their sight. Hearing their metal banging off of each other, their metal has seen a lot of bloodshed. Most of their bloodshed was ordered by a false King. A corrupted one at that, with a sinister Queen at his side. With that being said about them two. I'll pray for them to get better, for their wickedness to be wiped away from them. When nightfall sets that is when I'll pray for all of the wicked to be removed of the world. I cannot pray for that, that would be to greedy of me. I'll pray for them to be healed by the glory of God. Walking back to the carriage, the trail leading to Nord is still the same. I'm glad nothing had changed while I was sharing the Gospel. The carriage is within a yard distance away, am I making the right decision. I mean I'm leaving tons of innocent people behind for my own personal gain. Is this really something I should be doing?!, I'm doing this for my family. I'm willing to to be judge rightfully for my actions. I approached the merchant, the tapping of his foot on the wood step. He was very anxious. " Merchant, I'm back. I'm sorry that it took me longer than expected, also did you see anything while I was gone?!. Like bandits or demons!?.". He shook his head left and right, I let out a deep breath. I quickly walked to the back of the carriage, opening it up. I'm family was sitting their waiting for me to return, my party was looking through the holes of the carriage. I hugged my family once again. Let them go, " okay. We should be good for Nord!. Here is the problem with Nord, it will take us almost twice as long for us to arrive their. Simply cause now we have more mouths to feed, and cause it's more people to take care of. But we will get there. No matter how long it will take us to get there, I promise you that we will make it to Nord.". I knew that I had my family support, I'm still on edge about my new found party. Cause they still don't have full faith in me. Which I can kind of see it. In their mind I'm some kind of God, their ego must have been shattered after hearing the truth. It will take them a long time for them to understand. They is a way I could show them that I'm just a human, that way is not very pretty though. I hope that day will never come though. These people aren't ready for that day, no matter how much they train they will never be ready. My party has been up for days. I can tell that they are sleep deprived cause the only thing keeping them awake is my voice, " get some rest all of you.". I put my cloak over my wife and child. As soon I put the cloak on my family to cover them, they all collapsed behind me. I exited the carriage, walked up the front of the carriage. While the carriage is moving the merchant noticed that something was off with me. " Hey Jim!. Come on up get some rest son. You need it, I know it must be hard for to stay strong. If you ever want someone to talk to, or even a shoulder to cry on. I'll be here, you don't have to worry about me passing out. While y'all were talking back at your home, I got some shut eye. But before you to sleep, can I ask you a question Jim?. Why you give them Savage's your precious books?!, it just doesn't add up. They wanted to kill you for so long. Now all of sudden you want them too live for your God. I give you balls kid, I could never to that. If I was there it would have been an all out brawl, man your God must be something else.". I placed my sword under the wooden step, finally taking off my helmet. My hair got pulled out by my helmet. My hair is a dark black color, they made a whole statue of me without even seeing my face. I placed the helmet right beside the sword, took a deep breath before explaining myself to the merchant. " Merchant. I'm grateful for the offer that you have offered me, I will get some rest. Before I rest my head, the reason why I didn't show them up. Was cause I have no right to have any type of pride. Me being prideful will cause my downfall, if I'm always prideful then I will never learn from my mistakes. I gave them five handmade Bibles that I have made over the years to spread the gospel. I don't regret in doing that. Of course I would love to go and burn that place tot he ground, that would do nothing. The damage is already done, I have no right to judge anyone. My heartache for those who still suffer in Daragain. I will always pray for those who have no faith in the father, I've been praying for a long time. I question my prayers most of the times, but that gave me patience. So I ask you merchant. Do you think I'm blinded by my Faith?!, or do you think my God doesn't have faith in me!?. Either answer that you give me, I will respond with the same response. I learned after years of being mostly the only Christian left alive, is that sometimes. Your toughest battles isn't the ones you battle with God, is the ones you battle with yourself!".