Chapter 3: 3. N-No. Yo-You n-not ma-master.
However, the skeleton dodged the incoming fist by bending its body in an unnatural way, and before I knew any better, a strong gush of wind hit me from behind as I heard the words, "I. got. you." (ending sentence of the last chapter)
The skeleton ogre immediately swung its giant club at the madman. The sound of the club slicing through the air sent shivers down my spine. But there was one small problem. Az found himself standing between them and shrieked with closed eyes. The lad knew that he was about to end up as collateral.
But the newly awakened skeleton had other plans. He immediately grabbed Az from behind before jumping with him high into the air.
Despite being saved from getting crushed by a violent, stupid ogre, Az was now frantically flailing in midair, ten meters above the ground. Frightened and panicked, he screamed for the only person he could rely on, Ogron, while hugging the skeleton tightly.
Meanwhile, the madman seemed completely unfazed by the height and gently placed his bony hands against Az's shoulder, shouting in excitement, "Are you, my master!?!?"
In fear, Az stuttered, "Ye-Yes," not knowing what to expect from this madman. "I-I do-don't wa-want to die yet," he begged with a shaky voice, tightening his grip around the skeleton. The latter only chuckled with glee, enjoying the thrill of the moment.
Thankfully they landed safely on the ground, the impact causing a cloud of dust to rise around them. Ogron and ogre_1 quietly watched the scene unfold, not daring to make any wrong move that might endanger Az.
But when the opportunity presented itself, Ogron seized it immediately. Before Az could even blink, Ogron instantly appeared behind the madman and grabbed the latter's parietal bone, the back of his skull, with a tight grip. Without hesitation, he slammed the skeleton's head into the ground, bellowing, "SWEAR LOYALTY OR I WILL KILL YOU!!"
A cloud of dust flew up, and after it settled, Az saw the madman kneeling with Ogron's grip still around the latter's skull.
"I, Otaz, the third, am willing to serve you, my lord," the skeleton blurted in ecstasy.
Not knowing what else to do, Az quietly placed his hand on Otaz's skull and whispered, "I accept your loyalty, Otaz."
A yellow glow emitted out of Otaz's eye sockets, and Ogron immediately raised the skeleton to eye level and shouted, "HOW STUPID ARE YOU!? TO JUMP STRAIGHT AT YOUR MASTER!? LIKE, DON'T YOU HAVE ANY CHILL!?"
But Otaz proudly replied, "The moment I was awoken, my body was filled with ecstasy, knowing that I could finally fulfill my destiny after all those years, kekekeke."
"What destiny?" Az asked quietly, and Ogron nodded, equally confused.
"In my tribe, necromancy was of great importance," Otaz remarked proudly, "It was said that every member served the tribe twice. Once as a living member and once as a dead minion. Only after serving two lives were our souls allowed to rest."
"What do you mean by 'tribes'?" Az asked quietly, not understanding. Ogron added, "I do not remember the existence of any tribe in this area, at least not in my lifetime."
"This…This cannot be," the skeleton muttered quietly before grabbing Az's shoulder with both hands. "What year is it!?!?" Otaz shouted with desperation in his voice.
"It's the year 23.505," Az whispered, shocking Otaz completely.
"10 thousand years have passed," Otaz sighed, his voice heavy with sorrow, as he collapsed with a loud clattering noise against the mushy ground. But moments later, the weirdo was back on his feet. "Anyway, the tribe is dead, but my master is still alive. So I might as well serve you until eternity and see what the current world has to offer."
Ogron and Az were flabbergasted by the revelation. How the fuck did we awoke such an ancient soul!? Also, how the fuck did it even survive for so long!?!?
Ogron quietly whispered to Az, "You can still relieve him from his duty. It's not too late yet."
"But he is strong," Az whispered back.
"But he is esoteric."
"Who cares? I can live with hearing cool stories and getting spoiled by him, hehehehe."
"I car-."
"OY I CAN HEAR THE TWO OF YOU!!" Otaz shouted, offended. "Besides, even if you relieved me from my duty, I would refuse to leave your side, master."
"Fuck you man," Ogron cursed before walking to his horse. But just as he was about to jump onto it, Otaz shouted, "Wait!"
"Hmm?" The two of them, Az and Ogron, looked confused at Otaz as the latter pointed his finger at ogre_1. "Have the two of you already forgotten about him?"
"What… with me?" it asked in confusion, scratching the back of its head.
"You… endangered him." Otaz coldly stated, and Ogron nodded, saying with a serious tone, "A minion that poses danger to its master, is a minion better relieved from its duty."
"Ogron. It's ok," Az quickly said, trying to de-escalate the situation. He had a bad feeling about what was about to happen.
"No, Az. It is not ok," Otaz sighed. "For he has sinned, baring his fangs at his master to attack its enemies."
Ogron calmly walked towards the ogre, who by now was trembling. Even though it had a child's IQ, it still remembered the day he met Ogron clearly.
"Ogre_1, lower your head onto the ground," Ogron coldly demanded, and the air surrounding the ogre began to tremble.
But ogre_1 merely glanced at Az for help and stuttered, "N-No. Yo-You n-not ma-master."
"Az, tell him to do as he was told," Ogron coldly sighed, and Az flinched.
"Can't we give him another chance?" Az asked quietly while Otaz and Ogron sighed.
"Another chance to endanger you?" Ogron coldly asked, and Otaz gently placed his hands on Az's shoulders. "It's not worth it. That thing is a mere brute with an IQ of a bird, and the memory of a goldfish. Such a being is not worthy of another chance."
Even though Az firmly believed in giving ogre_1 another chance, the indirect pressure the two of them put on him, with an emphasis on endangerment, swayed him from his opinion. "ogre_1… do as they tell you," Az whispered, and the two nodded in satisfaction.
"Otaz, close the lad's eyes and ears," Ogron stated as he stepped towards the ogre.
"No, I want to hear and see," Az shouted, resisting Otaz. But no matter what he tried, his senses were blocked in the end.
"I wasted my time creating a perfect brute, but you… disappointed me," Otaz sighed as he gently placed his hand on ogre_1's trembling skull. "Anyway offer me your soul and bones, so that you can be useful to your master even in death."
"I- I don't wa-want," ogre_1 protested weakly. Tears, unheard for skeletons, began streaming out of his eye sockets.
But before it could refuse, the glow from its eye socket intensified, and a loud scream echoed through the forest.
In the end, ogre_1 could not defy the words of his master.
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Unknownking I hope you guys don't mind that Az is still a 12 year old kid, who gives in into the people caring for him, "aka his senior minions." I plan on creating a darker guardian-child relationship between Az and his minions. Hopefully I succeed.
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