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My Manipulation System

This story is about an everyday blue-collar man that is tired of working his life away for someone else. He is mad that he is always too tired from work to hang out with his family, friends and his pets. He has to wake up early every morning and deal with traffic, his boss, coworkers and customers. This is a story of a man that is fed up with his current life and just wants a quiet life in the woods. Unfortunately, for him one day he dies in a freak accident at work. To his fortune or misfortune, he's reborn in a new and ancient world of magic and chaos do you think he will get the peace that he craves, or will his new life be filled with RAGE?

Dylan_B_1994 · แฟนตาซี
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Slaughtered tribe? and captured kid

All the adults rushed out of their huts so see what that ominous noise was, a few notices it, black shadows creeping around making their way closer to the village. Tate is standing beside Agnus looking at the moving shadows coming closed.

System scanning, scanning complete. Tate has learned he can think about scanning something, and it will happen he doesn't have to say it out loud like he did the first couple times.

Midnight Moon Rat:

-These rats specialize in hunting at night, they are pitch black and have mace like tails that incapacitate their prey to drag them back to the nest for the young.

Thats all Tate got to read before the rats charged the village. The four hunters Marcus, Peter and the two others threw their atlatl darts and then prepared their spears. The rats were fast, too fast and too hard to see in the dark and in seconds the four hunters were torn apart as all the rats attacked them first. Every villager that seen that felt despair, their skin crawled and turned ice cold, they Shaked uncontrollably as they watched the rats eat the four hunters.

One person in the tribe regained his senses first and that was Tate. RUN!!!! Tate screamed, RUN WEST, the rats looked at him but continued what they were doing, they all had marked their next target. The six ladies regained their senses and grabbed the kids in their respective huts and fled as fast as they could.

"Momma Agnus I will be right behind you I swear, but you have to listen to me first, run straight west, I know it's dark but there is a big rock turned on its side straight west from here hopefully you will see it, it's the only rock in that side of the forest, there's a hole right beside the rock that goes down to a dungeon, go in the dungeon as a group and stay in the dungeons forest, Now Run!"

Tate steps a few steps from Agnus and commands the air to do his bidding every rock in 20 feet of Tate lifts off the ground. From the side Agnus sees doing this, I'm proud of you she yells you better find us. Tate nods his head and then unleashed hell.

The hundreds of little rocks that Tate had floating in the air burst forward, shredding everything in the way, huts, target dummies, leather racks, drying racks and shade canopies, everything. Last but not least rats, over half the rats we shredded to pieces.

When the slavers saw this seen unfold in front of them, they were surprised and instantly commanded the four remaining rats to knock that kid unconscious, all they seen was dollar signs.

The rats surged forward; Tate barely had time to react, the rats found themselves slamming into a stone wall at the last second, they climbed over and around the sides in a panic trying to quickly knockout their target. As soon as Tate built the first wall he ran away as fast as he could, Tate summoned walls randomly behind him as he ran, just big enough to break the line of sight, they were also thin, and the rats realized that and started plowing through them, eventually the rats caught up to him and with one unexpected tail swing, Tate crashed into the dirt sideways and that was it.

Tate feels a bouncing sensation, his head is throbbing, and he can't move most of his body. The bouncing slowly wakes him up, his eyes crack open, and he barely sees the ground moving in front of him, he hears talking and footsteps he then notices the black feet with long sharp claws. He turns his head right and sees the black body and the head of the rat, then left to see its tail, he looks up and sees the trees of the forest they are passing, and in the distance, a small stream that's not too far. How long have I been knocked out he thought the sun is up and it just got dark when we were attacked.

The bouncing continues for 2 hours, and all Tate can do is think about what happened to the hunters and the rest of the villagers. Did the women and kids escape Tate thought to himself, I wasn't super close with everybody, but they were all my new family. Several tears dripped down Tates face as he thought about what happened to Marcus and peter and he could only pray everyone else was safe in the dungeon.

Tates whole body is tied to the top of one of the rats, his hands are bound with a special metal that he noticed won't let him use magic, his legs are bound by normal rope. Eventually they come upon a clearing with a small pond.

"I wonder if this is the same pond Marcus mentioned in the past, if so, I know how to get back."

The rats finally stopped, and he was greeted by the smiling face of a man wearing all black leather armor.

You sure gave my rats trouble last night and killed over half of them but that's fine because you're the real treasure. True magic is almost a lost art, and to our surprise, we stumble across you out here. We witness how you used your magic you didn't say anything you just lifted your hands, and everything rose. So, you know we are now heading to the capital of our country to sell you as a slave, thanks to you we are going to be drowning in coins when we sell you to the highest bidder.