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Arkan – Intuition V/s System V/s A.I

What is FEAR to that whose only dream is to die while standing? That is the only dream of a boy who was born in the slums and had to fight his way out just to find himself still at the bottom of the food chain. Arkan, A name he gave himself derived from the fantasy word ‘Arcane’ always loved fantasy books, and in much of his life that was what fulfilled him even when he was so hungry that he could eat the novels and manga he read at the time. Most of all, he was obsessed with the ability to shoot lasers out of his eyes, an ability of one of the heroes he loved. The only thing is he was not a hero, at least he told himself that. A dying god had summoned him and in turn of reincarnating him into another world, he would avenge him by hurting and killing all of the other god’s chosen ones who had reincarnated in that world long before him, for he was the perfect person who could do so. A person who could not and does not wish to use mana and possesses a power only fantasied on earth and one that no one had ever been able to produce using magic in that world, the power to produce laser. So starts the journey of Arkan. A journey that no one else could walk and live in order to fulfill his promise, he would have to hunt and face powerful people who not only possessed something powerful on their side, as they could choose to either have a System or an A.I to assist in their journey while he would only have to rely on his intuition. Not only that, but he would have to fight the powers of that world both in the shadows and in the light as many kingdoms fall while the powerful fight and ancient beings start to show themselves again. To make matters worse, by being summoned the way he had been, a divinity that no one would ever want to have was left in his soul, for the one who he has to avenge is the god of misfortune, OIZYS.

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Am I this unfortunate

Whiles this was happening, on Earth, a man was running for his life. He did not know why but he had been seeing the same white truck since killing a boy that was a nuisance to him and his business. He thought that he was being followed.

This man was Danny. He could not find his son anywhere and the three guards that had run away. He needed to get to his hideout in case anyone traced the shots that were fired back to him.

He had to cross the street to finally reach the neighborhood that he controlled and feel safe again.

He looked left and right then crossed.

Out of nowhere, a white truck appeared with its headlight brightened and at full speed. When he looked at the headlights, he felt his soul crying.

That day was the last time anyone had seen him as the police could not identify the person that the mincemeat that was sprayed all over that road was from.

Like he had been waiting for that one last thing on earth to happen, Akarn was born into Eldian while his mind raced as he never thought he would feel everything when being born.

'Damn! That was a unique experience, to say the least.'

He thought as he felt someone grab him and wrap a cloth around his body. After a few seconds, he tried to open his eyes, but he could not see properly as they adjusted.

'Wahahahaha! I am here you fuckers! Let the hunt begin.'

He had his evil laugh again, ready to take the world on. He had forgotten that he was just a baby and could do nothing when he was just seconds old.

'Shit, almost forgot that I am a baby. Let's see, so what's happening.'

He thought as his eyes came to.

'Ok, a woman is holding me... Oh and hey... I guess that is my mother over there on the bed. Damn, she looks hot... Cough, cough... I mean beautiful.'

Arkan could not help himself.

'Oh, those ears, no wonder she looks this beautiful. There can only be one beauty of the fantasy world that everyone goes crazy over. She must be an elf. So I have elf blood, damn. That's cool. So the others... let's see.'

He thought as his eyes dotted around the room while the people there took a good look at him.

'Man, these people are big and tall. Even the maids look like warriors. Oh, who is this, this big scary man is that my father? Oi, oi, oi, he looks like someone that not even a dragon would want to mess with and the guy next to him looks scary too. They look like clean cavemen... no, clean warriors... no, no, no…. this look? I have heard it described in a web novel I read. Barbarians?'

Arkan thought as his mind spun.

'So, I might be half elf and half Barbarian... Wahahahaha, now that's a unique combination. Wait, why are they arguing?'

Arkan thought as the mood in the room grew colder after they took him out of the cloth and showed him to his mother but not letting her touch him.

'Huh? What is happening? Wait, who is this creepy man of a goblin that just came into the room with his dark robe, a walking stick, and a necklace made out of bones? He looks too old and where are his teeth?'

Arkan got a feeling that something was not right. His intuition was already in high gear.

The goblin look-alike took him from one of the maids and then looked at him all over. After a while, he then shook his head.

'This goblin ass! Why is he shaking his head for? I see, you have never seen someone as handsome as me huh? or are they looking at my third leg? I know I am gifted guys, come on now. Wait, why is my father looking disappointed and my mother crying?'

Arkan thought as the goblin man started to walk out of the room followed by his father and the other scary man.

'Wait, something is wrong... oh shit! I am a baby. A baby cries when it is born, right?'

As soon as that thought came into his mind, he started to cry like he had never before. The thing is, he did not know how to cry and all he did was scream but he thought that at that point a baby's scream was the same as crying.

The goblin man just looked at him and continued to walk.

Soon, they were outside of the castle and at the back of it where it looked over the dark endless clouds. As they walked further and neared the edge, Arkan screamed his baby lungs out as panic started to get the better of him.

'What the hell is going on?'

He did not know but by how things were going it was clear that it was not something good. As they approached the edge he remembered Oizys and him telling him about his spark

'Shit, am I this unfortunate?'

He thought as they reached the edge, only for the goblin man to reach his arms out while holding him to take one last good look at him. As he did, he got to look at his father one last time.

Seeing the motionless eyes that he was looking at him with as he stood there allowing his son to be thrown away like he meant nothing to him made his blood boil.

All the misfortune of his past life and now this one which he was just born a few minutes ago came crashing through, leaving nothing but pure hatred and anger in its wake.

As the goblin look-alike was about to let go of him after saying something, his eyes glowed red.

Without warning and Arkan not knowing how it happened, the goblin man's head was blown clean off.

Arkan had killed his first person just minutes after being born.

He started to fall as the man went limp after losing a head out of the blue.

The last thing he saw was the shock in his father's and the other man's eyes then he fell into the dark clouds below.

'Fuck this world and everyone in it.'

Those were the last words he thought right before his world went blank and dark for the third time.