Acting

Entering the house, the only thing that you can see at first glance is that this house is small. In the opposite bedroom there is a bathroom on the left and a kitchen on the right. Immediately after entering the house, there is a person in the so-called living room with 2 armchairs, a table, a lamp and a bookshelf. Very minimalistic layout of the apartment. Without stopping, Frank puts the pistol with the mask and the glove back on the shelf. He puts the characteristics on the armchair.

-Today was full of impressions but before going to bed, of course, you have to do the most important and the most terrible thing ... a proper bath. I'm covered in blood and so are my clothes. The scariest thing about it is that you have to pay for the water.

Quietly laughing at Frank, I make my way to the bathroom. Returning from his bath, Frank makes his way to the chair to take the trait and swallows it. At this point, you can hear light whispers just like before in a familiar language and not in one. Frank, slightly scared due to his previous whispering experience, tries to calm down.

- Relax, man, these are just classic whispers of the higher sequence, as in the case of Klein it was Hornacis and Flegrea will also appear in my case.

As the whispers grow stronger, Frank's head starts to throb with pain, but this is not even comparable to previous experiences, so Frank relaxes a bit that it's not LoM trying to get revenge. Trying not to listen to whispers, Frank uses cogitation . In his head, he creates something that exists in this world and tries to visualize it as best as possible. After a while, everything calms down. Smiling slightly, Frank says ...

-I'm a marauder .

After these words, she goes to bed to sleep after this crazy day. When he wakes up, the first thing that catches his eye is the sun's rays leaking through the window of his house. Still slightly disbelieving, Frank lies in bed contemplating ...

-So it wasn't a dream. I'm really here, eh one thing's for sure since that day I'm known as Frank Hanratty .

Rubbing his face, he gets up from the bed, heading towards the bathroom and starts getting ready for what is probably a busy day today.

-I hope nothing dangerous will happen today, I have enough impressions from yesterday. Heh who would dare to say that he survived the fight against literally something beyond god.

Slightly laughing, she leaves the bathroom already washed, then heads to the kitchen to prepare something to eat. Looking lightly out the window, Frank can see streets that are radically different from yesterday's landscape. Yesterday, if the street looked like a horror movie because of the lack of people, the atmosphere and probably Frank's stress, today this street shows the beauty of human civilization. Humans are like ants, everyone passes by, probably rushing to go to work, children mostly holding newspaper carts for sale. There are quite a few stalls in the street with all kinds of items from food to everyday items. For a moment, admiring the scenery, Frank has an almost surreal feeling that what happened yesterday did not happen because the neighborhood is too quiet. Coming back to reality, he goes to the table and prepares himself some food. After that, the young man goes to the living room, sits on the armchair, puts sandwiches on the table, tea on the shelf next to the armchair and picks up the newspaper.

- Hah , if I did not know myself, I would have thought that I am an ordinary citizen, nothing unusual I eat my breakfast, wash it down with tea and read as if nothing ever happened. It's not like I robbed a dead body yesterday and threw it into a ditch.

Slightly mocking himself, Frank focuses on the newspaper's content.

- Hmm ... today is April 15, 1349. So I'm here 2 months before Klein huh? Now a question that I try to put off for a long time, what will happen to Klein when I have authority over the castle? Will it work that it transmigrates without any problems or is it that I was the one who replaced Klein as to the time of transmigration and LoM plans ? If possible, I will try not to change too important moments in the book and let Klein transmigrate . It's or mommy Evernight will sugar again for him mommy , I'm not sure about it, but when he comes to what and I get stronger, I will help him one way or another. Well what about the tarot club ??? Okay, too many problems at the same time what I am, I am not a robot too much at once, I have 2 more months to make a decision.

Sighing a little, he continues reading the newspaper. Various sales advertisements, job offers, advertisements for some performances.

-Finally, I found this offer for a meeting of beyonders .

Smiling slightly, he continues his careful analysis of the text.

- Hmm , there is a meeting tomorrow at 4 p.m., two short, three long taps.

Putting the newspaper aside, Frank sets to finish his breakfast. After some time washing the dishes, Frank starts to think about today's schedule.

-Eh, since tomorrow is the assembly, today I don't have much to do. Exactly! Yesterday I took the Marauder potion and knowing the acting method I should start playing the thief. I'm even good at playing a thief, or taking Klein's place as the owner of the sephirot and, in addition, I stole items from the woman's body. I'm a good thief and even then I didn't think about playing heh heh .

Quietly mocking, Frank takes to the streets to digest the potion.

-As the saying goes, "When the bird gets up in the morning, he gets a worm", the sooner I start playing, the faster I will digest it. Due to the circumstances, I have a quarter of the potion digested anyway, so it shouldn't be that bad.

Leaving the house, Frank walks quietly, mingling among ordinary citizens at the same time analyzing who could be his first victim of theft. In his mind, Frank, of course, tries to justify his behavior ...

- I have to do this, this world is dangerous I have to get stronger. The hell the apocalypse is approaching is reason enough ignoring the numerous catastrophes that the inhabitants of this planet themselves caused. So stealing change shouldn't be that bad compared to that.

As he continues, he mumbles to himself in Frank's mind.

-It's not that my actions can accidentally ruin a man's life because it is possible that the money he has with him is just his entire output that is to feed his family, right ...?

Feeling more and more guilty, he slows down his steps slightly.

-I will try to choose only those who look rich or my instinct tells me that it is worth robbing them, I will not be such a bastard. I do it to survive… survive.

Quietly repeating this, Frank notices his first victim. A woman of about middle age wearing a brown dress that matches the color of her hair, holding a purse. According to his memories, Frank knows that all this garment is worth over £ 100, no matter if he does not understand how it is possible that the clothes can cost as much. A bitter feeling is growing in Frank's heart about the fact that he had tried to survive earlier and couldn't allow himself to be extravagant.

"People like these clothes can cost so much, that's a fifth of my fortune not counting beyonder weapons . These clothes don't look amazing anyway, I might as well have made a better made counterfeit. I used to learn sewing and many other things, heh I wanted to be the Jack of all trades .

Not knowing what to feel, he heads towards the woman. He slowly turns slightly towards her, at the same time taking a random newspaper from a child and paying for it. When she is close to her, she slightly pushes a passerby who passes by the lady. Due to this action, the passer-by and the rich lady almost lose their balance. However, this is enough for Frank, due to being a Maraduer he has increased reflexes and agility. So the attributes necessary for a perfect thief. Reaching out, she takes her wallet out of the lady's purse. For a moment he stops a few steps away from the incident, thinking.

" Hmm ... I can't rob her like that without style." I have to give some hallmark hehe . It will be much more fun than just stealing without any of those flavors.

Pulling a piece of paper from his pocket and a pen, Frank quickly draws the sign of the clock. Due to poor drawing skills, this clock looks mildly speaking poorly, but that's not what it's about. Quickly slipping the card into the woman's purse, Frank wanders off in search of the next victim of his jokes or what you might call theft. At first it was quite awkward for Frank, but after repeating the act of theft over and over again, he managed to get used to doing this kind of work. He was actually enjoying it, and treated it more like a joke than just stealing other people's belongings. Joyfully walking among passers-by, Frank looks for his next victim.

-Okay huh , this will be the last one and it's over for today. Although it was fun, I wonder if anyone will report the thief at all with just a note left by me as evidence hehe . If I do this a little longer, I may even be known. I wonder what they will call me, please, just nothing that sounds awkward because I will bury myself under the ground out of shame.

With such optimistic thoughts, Frank finally notices his victim. But before he could make any move, his intuition rebooted, being mingled with the spiritual intuition of the beyonder , grew stronger and the signs emanating from it cannot be ignored. When he looked at his target, all he felt was the urge to… run away immediately, as far as possible. Feeling fear, Frank stops immediately trying to control his face and body so that he doesn't look suspicious. There was only one word to say in his head.

-Shit!