Chapter 68: The Master And Pupil

"Hah mister, what's wrong with all this training? You training my body, and even hitting me if I said something wrong.."

"Child, as a future demon king you shall have pride, pride that can conquer the lands, and pride of your prowess, you shouldn't be scared of anything! Back in my tribe, we taught children this way!"

"Oh does that mean everyone in your tribe are assholes?"

"...."

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The wolf tribe was currently ongoing the construction, Primo was living with Igyeo and Ali while Dux and Lenta were still grieving.

"Here you go Primo, I brought you some food. Um, aren't you overdoing your training?"

Primo was training inside the forest. His eyes had huge dark circles, and his complexion was as pale as a ghost.

Primo looked at his hand, there was red blood on his hands.

"Primo-Ahhh your bleeding again?! Here wipe your hand, and Ummm wipe your face!!!"

Igyeo used his clothes to wipe off the blood on Primo's face.

"Stop, it's alright. Besides, this wouldn't hurt me..."

"Primo you should rest a bit...you have been training nonstop now for two days, if you keep on doing this then..."

"Mind your own business Igyeo.."

"I'm just worried for you. You changed, Primo..."

"Don't bother me, and leave.."

Primo continued training not batting an eye on the worried Igyeo.

'Hah, truly he's overdoing himself..'

Pan was still asleep, he hadn't recovered from the wound he had. His head and body were hit by such a strong impact that he was still slowly recovering.

Diabo had left the village, after much deliberation, he didn't have anything else to do in the village, he only stayed so he could teach Terzo. But since his only pupil had died, Diabo had no other relations to the village.

Diabo was walking inside the forest, Some monsters would pop up, but every monster would immediately run away feeling the intimidating aura.

Diabo who was tired from his trip, sat down beneath a tree. Eating some meat the other wolf Beastmen had prepared. Resting his head, Diabo sighed.

"Maybe If I increased that child's training he would have gotten out alive...Dungeons, an existence filled with numerous monsters...A place where no one can leave if they don't defeat the dungeon boss.."

Rustle, rustle

"Hmmm?"

Diabo noticed that the nearby bush was shaking uncontrollably. Diabo stood up and checked to see what it was.

"Hmmm? A child?"

Diabo glanced at the ragged clothing of the child, but what was peculiar was the scorched back.

'The child's back had been scorched...fire magi is the obvious reason..'

Diabo crouched down, looking at the magi particles around the child, Diabo deduced that the young child was dying slowly.

'Strange...'

"Child...I know you can hear me...tell me do you want to live?"

The child slowly nodded its head not daring to look at Diabo.

"Hmm, alright then, judging from your wounds I guess you were scorched by fire, Tell me do you live around the area? If you are I'll gladly help you get back home, the forest is filled with deadly monsters that will happily prey on a weak boy like you.."

"P-Please....don't send me home....I'll...do...anything...just please don't..."

"Hmm alright, from this day on, you will follow me and become my assistant.."

Diabo stretched his right hand, his hands radiated with a green glow. Diabo touched the back of the young boy and began to heal the wounds.

'A deadly wound, this child is lucky he met me in the forest, if he didn't then...he would have already died from the wound...'

The little boy was unconscious, as such Diabo carried the boy and placed the boy beneath the tree.

'I'll let him sleep for now..'

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"Brother you awake! Please be careful, your wounds are still fresh.."

The little boy woke up, he felt a stinging pain in his back.

"Brother...you shouldn't have done that...Father was furious when you broke the rules.."

"I-I know.."

"From what nanny Niyama had said, your wound and wings will regrow a little later...Father had burned your wings and he had also tampered with your healing progress in your wings..."

The little boy glanced at their window, the night was illuminated by the moonlight.

"Blom...I'll go out.."

"But your wound! You shouldn't brother, and father is still mad, he might hurt you.."

"No worries.."

The little boy stood up and left the room and his little siblings, he was standing still looking at the moon.

He glanced and touched his back.

"Father has burned my wings...It still stings.."

Glancing back at the moon.

"When will I ever leave this hell?.... Having children you don't even want...prideful, arrogant, and a monster...when will this place even change..."

"Mother...How could you marry that monster?... I bet you are living carefree in the heavenly palace while me and my siblings, your children have to suffer in that monster's hands..."

"Truly you are a selfish woman who only thinks of herself..."

The eagle tribe has many different colored wings, but many of them have brown and even the bravest and most potent of them all have gold-colored wings.

But, the little boy was different. With black hair, sharp yellow eyes, and with black wings. The wings were pure black that at night he couldn't even be seen soaring through the sky.

However, due to the beliefs of many of the tribes people, he was cursed. Just because of his wings he was ostracized by the others.

That's how the world works, if you are different, you are always judged. Eyes, and words, would constantly follow your every move.

The belief of the eagle tribe lies with their apostle, a golden-colored mighty eagle, the golden color symbolizes purity and the sun, but due to his dark wings, the boy is ostracized.

His wings' color meant the night and evil. As such the young boy was locked inside their home, unlike his little siblings who had the freedom to come out in the morning or play with other children.

The boy cannot come out of the morning due to the elder's instructions that he was cursed, he couldn't have the normal childhood he dreamt of. A child different will be always ostracized.

"Psst!"

The boy glanced at a little girl hiding in a bush.

The boy hurriedly ran to the little girl's side.

"Pela, you here?"

"Yep! But be quiet if the others find out then this will be a problem hayss. By the way you alright Chaya?"

"Well, not really..."

Chaya showed his back.

"Your wings...your father... that's too much.."

"It's alright, they will grow a month later haha.."

Pela and Chaya sat down on the soft grass as they gazed at the moon.

"It's really beautiful...Hah, I like seeing the moon instead of the sun.."

"It is beautiful.."

"Chaya, we are already eight years old...as soon as I become 15 my father will sell me to another tribe member..."

At the age of fifteen, a girl from their village will be sold to a man. Buying the woman, requires the buyer to present an extravagant gift. Many of the women were married without their consent, there was no love nor compassion.

"Oh...then...I'll buy you...I'll work hard and one day buy you from your father..."

"Teehee, I hope you do! I'll be waiting for you!"

"Yes...."

...

"What did you do?!"

"I...I...I didn't mean to stab her...I..."

"You lured my daughter into this place to kill her! You monster!"

Holding the red and bloodied knife, Chaya was in a state of shock. He glanced at the bleeding body in front of him.

The men in the village gathered to kill him, and as such Chaya ran through the forest, he never stopped, many of the men surrounded the sky and threw their weapons at him.

...

Waking up from his nightmare, Chaya glanced at the man in front of him creating a small bonfire.

"Hmm, you wake, good, here eat.."

The man handed a leaf filled with meat, and Chaya who was famished began to eat the food given to him.

"Since you awake now, I will now tell you the three rules you have to follow.."

Chaya still had bits of memory at the time the man had saved him, so in response, Chaya nodded his head.

"First you have to follow me in this journey, but if I die then you can leave or do anything. Second, you must always use honorifics to me, call me master. And lastly, the third is, if you fail to follow my orders of deciding to revolt. I will burn your body and feed it to the monsters. Do we have a deal, my student?"

"I...yes.."

[The human Diabo had now started to create a new storyline!]

[Chaya is now a student of Diabo!]

[History is being written..]

[The future king of darkness, and its pupil! The assassin and killer Chaya is now being written for the future storyline!]

"Eh? King of darkness? When did that happen?"

Cedric who was back home glanced at the constant ringing notification.

"Well good for him, now then let's see.."

Cedric glanced at his phone and read the message from Elias.

- Have you published the trailer?

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- Not yet, but I'm going to publish it now. But Elias do we need to publish the trailer right now? Can't we do it when the game is officially launched?

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- Well it's better to publish the trailer now to anticipate many of the players. If they see the trailer, then it will etch into their heads. This way they will fully anticipate the launching of the game.

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- Well you are the expert. I'm publishing it now, can you comment or maybe repost it from Metube to your other social media accounts?

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- I was already thinking of that, so hurry up and publish it already!

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- Alright!