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What If A Thief Gets Reincarnated.

I was the greatest thief ever. I did crazy stuff. I was a super skillful and successful person. The police did not catch me not even once and one day I got myself caught for thrills and now I'm dead. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Now I got reincarnated for my sins Can I survive? Can a thief survive in this new world? They tell me I should be a good boy but what is the meaning of good. I don't think that a king and a crazy person is a great combination. -------------------------------------------------------------------- Looking for something crazy and weird. Well, here's one for you. Enjoy going into this world of fantasy and weirdness.

Gifty_Kelvina · Fantasia
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Magic Bond

As a few minutes passed the old man, and he had the offering basket which I gave to him.

He went to the altar and kept the basket, and kneeled down and prayed he took a needle and a plate came to me.

He asked for my hand; I held my hand out; he took the needle and pricked my hand.

He squeezed a drop of blood on the plate; he did the same for Blade.

After he took our blood and knelt down at the altar and held the plate high up.

The plate caught on fire; it was a weird sight.

He left the plate at the altar and took a plate with some ashes.

He drew a circle around me and Blade.

We both sat inside and closed our eyes while he was muttering something.

What he muttered was not in any language I knew, it sounded like something made up.

I sat with my eyes closed in a circle made up of holy ashes for nearly an hour.

After the ritual was over the old man said 'you both are bonded now, he cannot betray you anymore'

Right after the ritual was over, I had a tattoo mark visible on my wrist; it disappeared when I touched it.

I looked at Blade. He also had a tattoo mark.

The tattoo mark looked like a chain.

I had a message pop up saying

(Your stamina level is zero)

Well, I have never experienced what happens when my stamina is zero.

I said 'as the ritual', but I felt dizzy, my body was heavy, and I fell down. The last thing I remembered was the concerned face of the old man looking at me and screaming my name.

The next day.

I woke up in a room that was not mine; I sat on the bed which I was sleeping on.

I looked around the room; it had a table with a vase filled with flowers and a basket filled with fruits.

I looked to my left and saw another bed on which my advisor sitting there and reading a book; he was wearing a t-shirt, which was weird because he is so by the rules and very formal.

He looked back at me and said, 'you are awake'

I asked him, 'where am I? And what happened?'

He said, 'after the ritual finished you tried to say something, but you fainted after you fell down, I also fainted when I woke up, I was in this room and I went out and looked around and realized that we are in the guest room of the temple, and it's morning '

What, I wasted a whole day getting a tattoo that disappeared right after I got it.

I said 'so where did you get that book and why are you wearing a t-shirt' I was holding back my laughter when I said that. (He really looks funny in that t-shirt)

He said, 'I woke up two hours ago and went out and looked around, and I saw the high priest he showed the place around and there was a library I got this book from there, it's about monsters, and I'm wearing a t-shirt because someone called Steven Ade packed for me '

I said, 'at least Steven Ade has a fashion taste'

He frowned at me and continued to read his book.

I stood from the bed and went to brush, when I squeezed the toothpaste, I had a message pop up saying

_________________________________________________________________________

The shop is now open

Do you want to open the shop?

[yes] or [no]

_________________________________________________________________________

I dropped the toothbrush and toothpaste which I was holding and pressed the Blue floating yes.

The shop opened; it had a lot of stuff.

It had potions, books, weapons, and other magic materials.

I was taken aback, seeing all that magical stuff.

I scrolled through it, searching for something which I could buy with the money I have (100 gold)

I found nothing; I called Luna so that I could thank her for this wonderful gift.

But she gave another surprise, she said that I have an inventory, in which I could store things.

I literally screamed when she said that.

Blade came rushing to check if I was alright.

He asked, 'did you see a cockroach or something'

I was so happy that I didn't even know what answer to give to his question.

I kept my hands on his shoulders and shook him and said, 'she said that I have an inventory where I could magically store stuff, no more heavy baggage'

Blade got furious and clenched his fist to hit me, I knew I couldn't dodge it, so I closed my eyes and braced myself for impact.

When I opened my eyes, Blade's hand was near my face, it did not hit me.

I noticed that the tattoo from the magic bond was visible.

I had the chain tattoo on my wrist too; I realized that the magic bond activated because Blade tried to hurt me.

It satisfied me that the magic bond works.

Blade lowered his hand and said, 'not again'

Wait, did he just say not again, does that mean he tried to hurt me while I was sleeping?

I asked him, 'what do you mean by not again?'

He said 'I was angry that you brought me to this trip while I had work to do, you made me waste a whole day traveling, so I tried to stab you with a knife, but the knife stooped when I brought it near you, I realized I can't kill you anymore because of the magic bond'

When Blade said that, he sounded very sad; I am pretty sure that normal humans don't say that they try to stab others while they are sleeping, and they could not stab them in a sad tone.

Well, putting all my thoughts away I said 'you are right we wasted a day traveling, the main purpose of this trip was to solve a money problem of party town, so I suggest instead of standing simply we should start packing'

Blade said, 'yes, we should'

And thus, we began packing to go to party town again.

To Be Continued ...

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