A day off (Part 3- Final)

Seth awoke with a to countless messages, feeling extremely hungry, his two eyes looking around for any sort of food.

Upon finding out the only food in front of him, which was angel meat hurt him, he read the messages in front of him.

[You are the first mortal to ever damage a god. Your achievement is recorded in the record of the worlds.]

[Calculation complete. For your absurd, and downright impossible feats before reaching level 1, your class options are:

Beast Tamer.

Mage.

Magic swordsman.

Necromancer (Recommended).

Dark mage (Recommended).

Archmage (Recommended).

Dragon rider.

Dungeon master (Highly recommended).]

[Your acupoints open up. Strength, Agility, and Vitality increase by 10.]

[Your blood resonates with the ancient Hydra. Your bloodline is further unlocked. All basic stats +50.]

[Blood rage lv.1 acquired. Necromancy lv.1 acquired.]

He was too hungry and too tired to read through every single one, so he pressed Dungeon master thoughtlessly before grabbing the corpse and item pile next to it, shoving them into his bag of holding.

[Summoning magic (Basic) lv.1 acquired. Necromancy (Basic) lv.1 acquired. Ruler's authority (Basic) lv.1 acquired.]

He then flipped open three chests that were sitting near the stairs to a lower floor. He then proceeded to stuff them into his bag prior to walking downstairs, and seeing a big magic circle in the middle of a room that he stepped into, appearing in front of the party in his ragged state.

"You fucker, you're finally back, just wait until I-" The healer spoke, before he noticed what the man looked like, before he grabbed the green stone Seth had thrown at him.

"Get me out, or I'll turn all of you into lunch." He threatened, claws appearing on his scaled hands, while the mist served to make him even more terrifying. He also looked malnourished, as if he hadn't eaten a proper meal in months.

[Hydra fear lv.1 automatically activated.]

The five picked up their weapons instinctively while a message appeared before the five of them.

[The gods tell you he's not bluffing and advise you to take him out.]

[The judge of the moon says to give him some food just to make sure he doesn't kill anyone .]

They knew the gods were wiser, so they quickly added Seth to their party before crushing the rock and returning the six of them to the entrance, handing the hungry man some of their rations while one of them went back to the city to get more food.

After nearly an hour of nonstop eating, Seth's mist and body returned to normal as he stood up. "How much was all of this?" He asked while looking at the leader.

"About... 3 platinum?" The leader replied while counting. "Don't worry about it and just think of it as a favor."

"I hate owing people favors. I'll pay you right now." He said as he handed him a 300 gold pouch before summoning his direwolf and sprinting back home through the raining city's traditional buildings and lively streets, leaving the businessmen that were following him in the dust. It was a pretty poor place, and living here was quite cheap, but it was his home, and he liked it this way.

Upon arriving at the door, he saw two men dressed in suits and wearing black sunglasses, causing his expression to brighten somewhat while he calmly got off and walked to the door and unlocked it. "Come on in, Keith, Albert." He said as he stretched out.

"Hey there, young master." Keith, the bald black man greeted as he walked in. "Seems like your work is going quite well." He cheerfully. "I'll be having croquettes and cold beer, as usual."

"Greetings, young master." The other man, Albert, whose head was full of gray hair, spoke while entering. "I'll be having seafood pizza. Extra cheese and toppings." He happily said as he took a seat.

These two were his old bodyguards, but now they had been turned into mere messengers. A while later, Seth came out with appetizers, sauces, and their food. "The appetizers are on me." He said before taking a seat with them. "So what does he want from me?" He asked the two.

"He wants you to come home and talk to him." Keith said while eating his food.

"And his bitch third wife wants you to reveal your sister and mother's location, as usual." Said Albert before digging into his food.

"He never learns, does he?" He said with a chuckle. "He thinks I'll come back after what he's done to me and my family?" He mocked his father. "Tell him if he wants me to even consider his words, he should come here himself. With all his other whores." He spoke. "And if any of his bitch wives threaten you, remind them of September 7, 2016, and January 18, 2017." He continued in a sinister tone. "Oh, by the way, if you end up getting fired, come work for me." He returned to his normal tone.

[The gods are curious to what those dates mean.]

"Piss off, you." He said as he waved it away.

"Of course, young master." Keith said with a chuckle. The two old men had seen the kid grow since he was a baby, and were very aware of how he joked and how unstable he was. He almost always meant what he said.

"Oh yeah, what did you get when you awakened, young master?" Albert questionned.

"Monster slaves, too many skills, and sky stalkers." He said.

"Alright, we'll be going-" Albert spoke and stood up before sitting back down. "Actually, gimme two more pizzas and two more servings of croquettes with fries for this guy." He said before pushing a gold coin to Seth, who quickly returned his change, before disappearing into the kitchen.

Then after some time, Seth came out with two pizza boxes and two closed containers placed in a bag. "There you go. Make sure to deliver my message to my father." He said.

"Of course. We'll see you later, young master." Keith said as he stood up and left, before being followed by Albert.

Seth then locked the door, and threw his tattered clothes onto the floor before showering and falling asleep the moment he set his head on the pillow.