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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?

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The Number Five volume thirty seven

I have to cling into those two years, I feel like I won't have other ones to come. Adamsin kneeled to the floor reaching into the bottomless space, pulling out the weapons he once used to be named the Unranked adventurer. hearing screams ringing off the weapon, " don't worry about the screams, as many mages I asked for help. it never worked". those screams were to soft to be a males, " can I ask you a question?, were both of your family members females". he shook his head up and down to confirm my question, no way the screams. their not the people he killed they are his family, the ones that were brutally murdered. I opened my mouth to talk to him, his face told me the truth. he knew the screams were, he fought all those years. with his weapons cursed with the screams of his loved ones, he wanted the torture to stop. I can't imagine fighting for fifteen years hearing the screams of the ones you failed to protect. sure I tried to stop the pain, this is so much worse than me. he saw his family life flash before me, he must have taken his pain out on everyone in his path. " Adamsin do you mind telling me about what happened that day, give me some descriptions about that day. so I can hunt down those who have done this to you!". both his hands were placed out directly into my chest, the handles of the weapons have claw marks on them. the screams were louder than before, more sinister. I can't do this, I don't need more things to keep me up. " Kid I know you don't need this, but for me please do this he needs to rest", can Darkouls hear what I'm thinking?. it would make sense seeing how he saw what I've seen, been through what I've been through. " Hey Darkouls could you see what Adamsin went through?", Adamsin awkwardly looked over. " what you can talk to Darkouls without being asleep,or forcing yourself onto him!?", I brushed off what Adamsin said to me thinking nothing of it. " yeah what you couldn't", his response was quick. " Fuck no!, the best I got was on your left, how You've been", his anger was due to the frustration. of not having the connection me, and Darkouls have. " So Kid you got a name, and while you're at it tell me about your story", I don't feel scared anymore towards Adamsin. he is just broken seeing the ones he loves die, I didn't have a family yet. " well I guess see how you told your story, it's only right that I do the same.". once I told my story to Adamsin. " So you to one they call Five, honestly you're exactly what I think you would look like". " how the fuck do you know about me you've been died for years?!", this whole thing doesn't make any sense. the only people who know about me are the ones from that place, so how does Adamsin know. " How do you know about me?!", maybe his connection with Darkouls is still strong enough. " Five, I was trapped inside the weapons. when I died a mage placed a spell on it, this whole space is due to her magic. I hear everything around me, so after the years you hear a lot of things. recently your name has been rumoring around.". he stated walking away from me slowly disappearing, " wait!, I can't fight. I don't know how to fight!, I won't live up to your promise". " Five you are a fighter, trust me I seen several fighters in my life time. even after you told me your story I made the right decision, you won't fail me. simple cause you've haven't failed the others, Now Go out. Put me to Rest!". " what if I do this you don't rest, there is a possibility you will still be in this space for the rest of existence!. Are you serious willing to risk it all on me, A failed hero." the space started to dissipate" Five every hero was once a failed one". The sky was black very few stars appearing, the forest dweller was sleeping in a tree trunk. I will say this that dweller can fight, I mean she did decapitate all for the wolves. I slumped up from where the hole was, feeling the handles of the weapons in my hands. the voices of Adamsin family was still inside, the smell of blood was all around me. decapitated heads of animals were drenched around the hole I was in, she must have been on guard while I was in the space. I have to tell her about Adamsin, she knows more about him. more about the past of him, also its the least I can do for her. I wonder why she hasn't asked for my name yet, oblivious I'm going to tell her the one Fred gave me. " Darkouls can you maybe put some of your power into the weapons, seeing how I can't handle it", the silence was new simple cause his frequency." I mean I guess that could work, I did have a bond with him. I'm more worried that the weapons won't hold all of your powers, if we can get it to hold ten to fifteen percent". gripped the weapons tight shouted " Power". nothing happend just howls in the background, " Kid that's not how this works". " you never told me how my powers work, so I just figured you know maybe that could do it.". I can't use them right here, it could harm someone simple cause I can't control it. " Darkouls put forth some of the power into the weapons", Numbers started appearing on the right side of my arm, the numbers sticking into he weapons. the claw marks dissolve once the number latched to it. hearing shuffling in the background, eyes in the darkness. a mixed bread between a bear and a wolf, a rose for the darkness.