•:Chapter 4:•

Continued from the last chapter.

But that wasn't the last of it.. as the gods added side-effects to the powers as the people angered them immensely, let's say you can tame beasts, the downside would be that the beasts can run away or kill the tamer whenever they want if they feel threatened or mistreated. But a lot of the descendants started praying to the gods to try and earn their blessing, and it worked as they attained even more strength and rose in the ranks, this is called 'Worship' but it only works once, and if it fails, you die.

but let's just continue with the story.

Fynix wakes up in a trance, he slips out of bed and tries to make some type of.. coffee..?

Around 5 minutes later as he fully understands and awakens from his stumbling and dizzy drowse, he heads out the front door

Fynix hops on his small, rusty, orangish bike and slowly peddles his bike to work, but as he arrives not only is he greeted by a wave of holiday addicts who need to buy everything a store has in supply, but the small toddler from the days before, who is... being harassed? After around an hour of scanning the toddler walks in with the tall mountain giant, who smells to high heaven of dog sh*t and cigarettes. Fynix asks the man, "Are you the father?" and the man quickly replies while stuttering uncommonly as if he's uneasy, "Y-yes, this is m-my daughter, haha," but Fynix knew, the toddler didn't have a dad, especially one that reeks of sewer pipes and leftovers that molded in the fridge, of course, I had to scan him up, I'll take care of this minor inconvenience later.

Fifteen(15) minutes later, Fynix scans the customer up, and he walks out tightly holding the toddler's hand, I can see that she's scared, and I follow them soon after, they hop in a white, rusty, and paint-scraped van, well only the so-called dad did, as the toddler was just thrown in with no regards to human life, and they drove off.

"I won't let them escape," says Fynix with flame brewing in his left eye, and dark energy in the right, both energies eventually merge forming what seems to look like a dark flame in the shape of a ritualistic star, he mumbles a word that is inconceivable to the human ears, and he jets upwards and frontwards as a dark purple flame is following him closely behind, he then says another word and a dark flame is shot from his.. Hold up... I don't this is in the script... It is? Alright... from his toe and the toddler is wrapped in it and taken from the car, and into Fynix's hands.

Continued next chapter..

Saturday, May 27th, @5:00am