Each path

Logen shook his head.

What does it mean to be weak? Does the strength affect that word? Being weak is not related to physical strength. He looked over at Raven. A kid who barely knew the world. A kid who knew nothing.

A strength he showed was not true strength. He might experience God's wrath but that didn't make the kid strong. He was chasing over the false.

Logen saw those. The moment he stepped into the Realm. The weak one who was struggling to find something. The boy who was dying.

To that boy, he could only say.

" Yeah. You are weak. "

Sooner or later the boy will find that out.

Raven lay back on the grass. " Tell me. How am I weak? "

" How about we start with your past? There we can find the weak."

Raven frowned. He had looked at Logen's face, one scar and there were multiple cuts on his hands. The wind breeze.

" I woke up from" Logen put his finger on his lip. " What I mean is from the start? "

Raven took a long breath.

" I was nobody. Just like everybody else. I didn't exist. I am just simply there. I shot my father for a reason that I won't tell. "

Raven made a first under his long sleeve.

" Then, here I first enter this wonderful Hell. First I was treated as trash. The pain of being boiled. Each day my sanity strip away from me. I feel shame unable to face others, unable to meet my expectations. I lose my pride and beg. You are right. I am weak. "

Logen smiled. " No. That is where you are the strongest. Tell me more. Although I want to hear it in detail. "

" Detail? No. And I picked up myself. I built myself to stand tall no matter what happened. I taught myself to be able to laugh in pain. And crazy shit happens and now I am here to fix my core. "

Logen sighed. " At least I know what happened. "

He got up and pulled Raven. " Come. I will give you a bed to sleep. Don't you need a master blacksmith for your core?"

" How do you know about my plan? " Raven asked. He was surprised this plan was in his head for a long time and he never told anyone. And he didn't think someone would think that as well because the plan was plain dangerous.

Logen laughed. His tone was rough and bulky. " You are not the only one who experienced Hell "

Raven stayed quiet but his thought was racing. Who is this old man?

He never read about him in the novel so someone new. ' Well, I should stop thinking about the novel.'

He yanked the hand that was trying to pull up. " I have legs. "

" I know. "

They both walked inside the wooden house.

The wind picked up some hope in the young man's heart.

***

Logen took a step and slide his left foot between Raven's guard. The force he generated was minimum. But that minimum force is enough to break Raven's arms.

" Shit. "

Raven jumped back.

" No more cursing. " Logen then marched forward with a light speed. A freaking light speed.

Raven's vision went dark before he could plan the next move. It was an overwhelming defeat. His head exploded due to the kick.

Logen looked at the mess he made. Blood had painted the green grass. The piece of the brain was eaten by birds. He looked at the eyeball sticking to his boots.

He snapped his finger and all the pieces were put back.

Raven was painting. Grasping his breath. He touched the grass.

Feeling nature, he was scared. How many times was it? He experienced death. And it was not a good idea.

Cold and can't move.

" Again. " Logen smirked.

" One more minute. " Raven lay down on the flat grass. " I don't think this method will work. We have been doing this for hours. "

Logen made a sad expression. " Don't doubt here. This place is created by the hero of doubt. "

Raven had heard that name before but can't think of anything related to it.

" Ah. I READ about those heroes in Academy. Like three heroes stopping Walker right?

" Bingo. " Logen gave one point. " This land is made of doubt. We didn't know the rule because we are not that hero. Don't doubt it here. "

They had been sparring for hours. But it was one-sided. Logen had been killing Raven.

His speed and experience were unhuman. He must be on par with late-game Klenk. ' I wonder how he is dealing with the trauma now. '

Raven got up and picked up the sword. He was getting a glimpse of Logen's movement. With his Observe he can react in a few.

Another spar took place. They fought for a long time for reasons other than Logen wanted to know the body structure of Raven. Logen had to know about all that to craft the core suited for Raven and the soul.

Otherwise, nature will reject it. He had already made one so this one will be easy.

"Let's stop now. " Logen suggested. He took the sword in Raven's hand and transformed it into a hammer. He then asked.

" Hey, why are you bringing that girl? Any use. "

" Her ability is Fix. I thought you know about her. " Raven wiped the sweat off his head. He then lay in the grass to feel the touch of the wind.

" I not all-knowing. I just sense her talent in the building so I thought she had a way to build the core like my method. " Logen placed his hand on the ground.

Metal inside of the ground emerged.

" I am going to kill her. " Raven said.

" I see. Make it soft. " Logen nodded. She had already dead inside no matter how much healing will be brought to her life.

She had been sleeping the whole time to cope herself from learning the truth.

The metal then transformed into the table. Logen placed the hammer and dug the ground. He made the ball of earth and threw it at the table.

" Flame. "

He snapped his fingers. The earth ball melted but then the properties change.

From earth to glasses.

" Wow. How did you do that? " Raven asked. He was looking at the process.

Logen smiled. " Magic. "

" Bullshit." Raven snorted.

Logen then smashed the glasses ball with his hammer. The pieces laying on the table. He picked them up one by one and placed them inside the hole he just dug.

He dusted off his hands. " I am going to cook. Wanna help me? "

Raven nodded. They went inside the house.

In the kitchen, Raven was searching for a meal to make. He saw the bread and a few chickens.

" Sandwich. " He said to Logen.

" Good enough. "

Raven prepared the best sandwich with a few ingredients. Now, they were sitting on the ground each holding sandwich.

The look was perfect, lawless and the smile was great. Logen took a bite.

" Too much sauce. But vegetables make up for it. " He commented.

Raven also ate. It was perfect.

"Don't lie. It was perfect. "

" No. Go check your taste buds. Eating the shits all the time must be affecting it. "

Raven frowned. " No. Mine is perfect. I stand by the statement. "

" No. "

" Okay. Then make you. We will judge. "

" A competition without a bet is boring. " Logen lit the fire.

" Oh. Yeah. Let's do that drop yours. "

Logen smirked in silence. " I will kill you hundred times. And you do the same. "

Raven frowned. " Bet. "

***

The land of death.

The mountain-tall corpses were laying. The blood of these dead was flowing into the ocean.

Those deads were dragons. The beings who were loved by all things. The whole race was eradicated by a single man.

The man put his sword into the sheath. He wore a black cloak made of lion skin.

" Not enough. " He murmured. " Not enough. " He repeated.

He looked at the status.

Name-Klenk

Age-23

Rank- SS

Skill-Swordsmanship (100℅), Dead (3℅)

Innate talent - Adapt, Seal and Light.

Conditions - adapt death. Can't be killed by the same cause again. Immune to all blades.

Title - Chosen hero of the death.

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