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PATCHED SOUL

Life is short but people tend to long for immortality even at the expense of the innocent. But what can we do? Life has never been fair towards us it only cares about who is stronger in this pit. While the weak cower, fearing what may come their way. Never push them to the corner or they will bare their teeth. Follow Lorenzo of the Forest as he heads on an adventure to become strong and finally fulfill his long desire. Revenge!

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Uncontrollable Part 1

Walking the dark road, early in the morning, the 3 young men went out to the base of the ones who beat up Lorenzo. All their spirits were fired up. They've been holding back their anger for 2 years.

They never talked to each other on their way. Only the insects and some owls hooting were the sound you can hear.

After walking further along the eastern road, they reached a mangrove forest. It took them 2 hours of walking to reach this area. The sun started rising from the horizon, and the clouds had an orange hue.

The two, Riggs and Bowyer were adventurers/bandits who were notorious for stealing and extorting young adventurers. They prey on poor merchants that can't afford an escort.

The 3 walked on the stone steps placed on the muddy surface of the mangroves.

Riggs woke up early, standing right next to the window naked. Looking at the sun rising from the east, feeling the warmth that it brought. On his bed was a prostitute that gradually came here by boat to serve them every night.

Right in the center of the mangrove forest was a wide clear space. Rock and sand were dumped in this area making it sturdy and not muddy. As for the high tide, it can't reach this place.

Many birds perched on these mangroves, and the winds here are gentle and fresh which they loved. The prostitute on Riggs's bed woke up and looked at his bare butt, slapping it.

"Come here hon, let's have a morning exercise." The prostitute offered.

Riggs turned his head grinning, "Still not satisfied aren't you?" he said jumping on top of her. Grinding hips as both their bare groins rubbed on each other. He bit her lower lip, chin, and down to the side of her already red neck.

As they were about to enjoy their morning, the woman's moans were cut short.

Boom!

A deafening blast hit one of the huts, its roof burning in flames. A commotion ensued, and in panic, the prostitute pushed Riggs off her. She grabbed her clothes, and she ran away towards their boat followed by her naked companions.

Riggs annoyed by the sudden interruption, grabs his shorts heading outside.

"Who got these massive balls to try and disturb us?" shouted the angry Bowyer.

When Riggs got out, he saw his comrades in their robes holding their swords. In the front stood 3 young men.

"Yooo Mama!" rebutted Marco.

This triggered Bowyer, eyes turning red and popping veins on his neck, he rushed towards Marco's direction.

Seeing this situation, Riggs's first reaction was to fire a fireball above. It was a move called, -Rain of Fire-.

Bowyer who was rushing towards Marco threw a punch. Right when Bowyer's fist was about to hit Marco, Marco move back and jumped above his feet on fire propelling him higher. He then met the -Rain of Fire- Riggs shot with his feet, kicking it back to Riggs.

Bowyer who missed Marco turned his back about to rush again. A strong impact hit the back of his head, knocking him down to his knees.

"Never turn your back to your enemies," said Sheen as he looked down on Bowyer.

Bowyer's face turned red in anger, his teeth gritted. "You will regret that!"

He flailed his hands at Sheen, which Sheen dodge as he swiftly ran to the left. Bowyer who lost his mind in anger thoughtlessly followed behind, throwing stones or anything his hands holds.

Riggs wanted to warn Bowyer, but the –Rain of Fire- was kicked back at him. He performed a back flip dodging the fireball that hit the ground. Smaller fireballs scattered in a fan shape burning the huts around him.

Marco who was falling down punched the air 3 times. Fire fists bombarded Riggs as he was being pushed away.

"They are trying to separate us." He thought. Riggs knowing something is wrong rushed towards Bowyer's direction, planning to turn the battle into 2v2.

"Brave of you to try and get revenge against us," Glen said while pointing his sword in Lorenzo's direction, two of his comrades took each side surrounding the now lone attacker.

"This time we won't play anymore, it's now life and death." said the other one.

Lorenzo looked at them. His smile was robotic as it twitched, without saying anything he posed. Bending his knees, holding the cork of his gourd he shouted, "Totem of Death!" Straightening his arms and spreading his hands.

A magic circle appeared below their feet, and a totem of a squared-headed man appeared. Wary of the unknown, the three fall back away taking their defensive stance.

Waiting for something to happen, was the biggest mistake they made. It was not some Totem of Death, but the Totem of Wellness that don't cause any harm whatsoever. All were just bluffs, dirty mind games.

Psst! Psst! Psst!

Distracted by the glow of the Totem of Wellness, 3 Neurotic bees bit each of them. Before they could do anything, their bodies lost their senses unable to move even a finger.

Without wasting time, Lorenzo punched the one on his right on his solar plexus. Stealing that person's knife, he threw it to the other one on his left grazing that person's side of his neck.

Glen saw all this happen in a blink of an eye. When his senses returned back, he gripped his sword and swung it to the rushing Lorenzo.

He looked at Lorenzo like a fool, when Lorenzo turned his back in the direction of the sword. "Lemme see if your back is made of metal," said Glen.

Lorenzo only grinned in his direction. To Glen's surprise, a third limb appeared on Lorenzo's back catching his wrist. Lorenzo then twisted his hips, he threw a full-powered right uppercut on Glen's jaw.

Thud

Glen collapsed on the ground, flatly unmoving. Lorenzo then picked up Glen's sword.

"Thanks, Caeish," commended Lorenzo.

"M'kay." replied Caeish the spirit who he merge with Lorenzo.

The person whose neck was grazed by the knife sneaked on Lorenzo's back. Holding a cloth with his right hand, pressing it on the wound, while his left hand is about to strike Lorenzo's back.

Pssst!

The knife a few inches away from Lorenzo's back, stopped. Another Neurotic bee bit on that man's forehead. By a sudden reflex, Lorenzo swung the sword slashing the man's neck, cutting off his head from his body. Blood sprayed on Lorenzo's face, and the body of that man dropped on the ground lifeless.

The feeling of the sword cutting cleanly into that man's neck was gut-wrenching. He covered his mouth having the urge to puke out of disgust when he heard Akaen's laughter.

"Hehe"

"Something's funny?" Lorenzo asked.

"Nothing, hehehehe." Akaen laughed childishly.

Lorenzo ignored his laughter. Unknowingly his disgust went away. Lorenzo, whose holding a sword stabs Glen, and the other person who he punched in the stomach. Blood flowed down dyeing the stone ground red. Akaen's laughter grew rampant but not overbearing to Lorenzo's ear.

Finishing the three on his own, Lorenzo headed towards the direction where Sheen baited Bowyer.

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Meanwhile above the skies, an old man was riding a staff flying over the mangrove forest.

Explosions, flame versus flame clashing to one another, and some disturbed birds flying away after some mangrove tree falls down.

Curious the old man, flew down to observe the situation. He hovered unnoticed as the fighting between Marco vs Riggs, and Bowyer vs Sheen was getting heated.

"Hmmm, interesting fellow." said the old man, his eyes gleaming.

First kill is a triple

or is it?

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