Ancestor

After half an hour of relentless slaughter, Fero's onslaught finally ceased with the demise of his last victim, whose head he ripped from its body with a brutal pull.

Approaching the stunned group, Fero stood cloaked in thick, crimson gore, a grim testament to his grisly deeds. "Give me my payment," he demanded, flinging the severed head of the chief to the ground before them.

Silent reverence engulfed the group as they dropped to their knees, offering worship to Fero as if he were a deity incarnate. Their eyes shimmered with an otherworldly fervor, their gestures speaking volumes in the absence of words.

Fero, unmoved by the display, broke the solemnity with a brusque command. "Enough of this shit, stand up and let's go to where your stupid ancestor is." he declared, striding into the expansive grassy expanse that stretched out before them.

Behind him lay the remnants of a razed village, a testament to the unchecked violence that had transpired. To Fero, hailing from a world with peace and no hostility, such devastation warranted little more than a passing glance. Yet to the tribal inhabitants, for whom survival and bloodshed were inherent aspects of existence, Fero's nonchalance bordered on insanity, a stark testament to his lack of conventional norms.

As they traversed the verdant terrain, Fero summoned forth the system, beckoning a small green fairy into existence amidst the swaying grass.

"System, were those numbers i was seeing some sort of XP for an experience-based leveling system?" he inquired, parting the tall blades of grass with a sweep of his hand.

The fairy nodded in affirmation. "[Indeed, you have been granted an ability to hasten your ascent to heroism. However, the taking of human lives is prohibited. You are forgiven for your past transgressions, but further bloodshed is forbidden]," it warned sternly.

Fero's response was unyielding. "Don't tell me what to do. If I feel like it, I'll kill as much as I want. Now, show me my status!" he demanded, as a towering screen materialized before him, detailing his attributes in stark clarity.

- Level: 2

- Title: Crazy Child

- Strength: F+

- Magic: F-

- Charm: A

- Dexterity: E

- Luck: E-

Displeasure etched across his face at the lackluster statistics. "Pathetic stats," he muttered under his breath, closing the system with a wave of his hand.

After a few minutes of walking straight, they arrived at the tribal people's village.

Continuing their journey, they arrived at the tribal village, where Fero wasted no time in extracting what he deemed his due. Gripping the old man's shoulder, he halted him in his tracks and pulled him backward with such force it made him fall on his ass. As the old man got up, Fero demanded his reward with an imperious air.

"Yo, where is my reward?" 

"F-Follow me, lord!" the old man stammered, leading Fero away from the group toward their destination.

Through rocky pathways and verdant vistas, they arrived at a peculiar cave entrance, its yawning maw beckoning ominously.

The old man bowed deeply to Fero, signaling their arrival at the holy place of their revered ancestor. "I will await your return outside, my lord," he intoned respectfully.

"Aight." Acknowledging the gesture with a nonchalant nod, Fero stepped into the cavern's depths, his demeanor betraying neither fear nor trepidation.

As Fero ventured deeper into the cavern, his steps echoing softly against the rocky terrain, he came to an abrupt halt before the imposing figure of the ancestor. Towering in the center of the vast circular chamber, the knightly statue bore a massive sword before him, a silent sentinel of ages past.

"This fucker must be the ancestor." Fero muttered, eyeing the statue with a mix of curiosity and impatience. Unsure of how to rouse the slumbering ancestor, he pondered for a moment before resorting to a more primal approach.

With a deep breath, he unleashed a thunderous scream, shattering the tranquil silence of the space. "WAKEEEE THEEE FUCK UPPPP!!!"

For a moment, silence reigned once more, broken only by the fading echoes of Fero's outburst. Just as he began to resign himself to failure, a massive light engulfed the cave, rendering him momentarily blind.

As the light receded, Fero cautiously reopened his eyes to behold the ancestor, now manifesting in a translucent form before him.

He looked up at the knight and said casually, "Yo! You the ancestor guy, right?" 

"Indeed," boomed the figure, its voice resonating through the cave with commanding authority. With a slight bow, it continued, "I am grateful for your intervention in saving my descendant."

Fero, undeterred by formalities, cut to the chase. "Yeah, yeah, no biggie, but imma need some payment, man." he interjected bluntly.

The ancestor's form shimmered faintly as it pondered Fero's request. "I offer you the allegiance of my tribe..." it began solemnly.

Fero looked up at the tall statue, truly figuring out if he is joking, "You serious? I don't give a fuck about your tribe, dumbass! Teach me some of that beautiful magic!" he said, stretching his arm and tightening his fist.

"Magic, you say? Can you elaborate?" the ancestor inquired, its form wavering slightly.

"Tsk, you know, bro. The things Dens use to kill." he explained impatiently.

Understanding dawned upon the ancestor. "Ah, I comprehend. That thing you're referring to is called--" His sentence was cut short by Fero's annoyed words, "Just call it magic, don't overcomplicate everything."

"As you wish. I agree to your request. I shall impart upon you all that I know of this... magic," it conceded, raising its sword in a solemn gesture.

"I, Loran Elbet Zamer, hereby accept you as my disciple. Starting today, you will reside here and undergo rigorous training for six consecutive months without interruption."

"Fuck yea! Lets fucking gooo!!" Fero erupted with enthusiasm, ready to learn the magic he wanted much.

As he calmed down, he told the ancestor he will go and inform the old man he could go back to the village, but the ancestor stopped Fero midway, saying, "That old man is the chief of the village and I have already informed him."

It caught Fero by surprise such a pussy could be a chief, but he forgot about it quickly.

Then out of nowhere, the system fairy appeared and flied all the way up to face the ancestor face to face.

With her petite hand extended, the system manifested a translucent, azure hand before her, catching the giant ancestor off guard. Despite his immense size, he found himself unable to budge an inch as the system's grip tightened around him. With a primal scream of power, she squeezed with all her might, sending powerful shockwaves reverberating throughout the cave.

In the blink of an eye, the towering ancestor was reduced to the size of the system fairy. [Thats better! Come to my dimension and hangout with me as Fero trains!]

The ancestor, though taken aback, acquiesced with a nod of assent. "As you wish, though I request prior consent for such alterations," it replied stoically before vanishing alongside the system, leaving Fero alone in the cavern's vast expanse.

"What the fuck, man! Come out and teach me shit!" Fero screamed at the top of his lungs.

He was then given instruction telepathically to stretch and prepare his body and mind for massive trauma...