Chapter 1: A message
I don't know if you know, but this world isn't the first and isn't the last.
All those 'fake gods' and 'mythical creatures' used to exist.
Though interpretations have changed.
There are gods but the ones you think of are more like lesser gods.
Magic wasn't some dark evil thing of the devil. It was a tool that people could use. Some being better at doing certain magic than other magic.
Mythical creatures were either like normal animals or more like people of a foreign country just with certain magic and different features.
Did I mention off-human people?
Those are creatures that were branched off from humans and evolved to have animal like features.
Let me tell you, a woman is a lot scarier when their a 6'2 jaguar off-human.
I didn't mention the fact that these off-humans had similar instincts to the animal they evolved to be like?
Yeah, son jaguars women has jaguar instincts.
Don't mess with jaguar women's cubs.
I forgot the best parts.
Animal noises and culture, off-humans have a different culture from humans and a different language. Off course they can still speak common and have similar culture to humans, as I said their like foreign people, or did I say that for mythical creatures?
Doesn't matter, their practically the same just one has human DNA.
Enough with world building.
Why don't we get into the actual story and you can learn more from their.
Thomas stood there, elbows on the table and head in his hands. A open envelop and letter sat in front of him.
You want to know what happened?
Thomas is a retired soldier that got a letter saying he is to have a audience with the king.
Prime Prime knows what the king wanted from a retired man. Expressly a 19 year old retired man.
Is he even a man? He likes to call himself one.
Remember when I was talking about off-humans and magic?
Well Thomas is skilled in a kind of magic that allows him to turn into a dark smoke and change his appearance. Though the use of this magic has down sides that you will see later.
He is also a raven off-human.
The only way he remembered that is the constant nagging of the bird part of his brain telling him to 'get a flock' which translates to 'get a family', which isn't happening.
He was to spiteful to have a family. He totally wasn't lonely and scared to trust anyone enough to have a family with them.
He also definitely didn't distrust his ability to take care of a kid when he could burly take care of himself.
He took his body off the table and sighed.
This was to much for a Tuesday morning.
He pulled himself to the bathroom and didn't dare light a candle for light.
All this stress would make his magic act up if he did and his reached scar's would only help it grow.
He was prepared to take a bath before the messenger boy showed up so there was already some water from the river in the small wooden tub.
It's nothing king worthy, but it works.
He tried not to think about the various scars that leave dents in his skin or the stretch scars on the skin that connects his wings to his body.
He doesn't change his appearance however.
He did that once and found out that trying to hide from his problems is worse than the problems themselves.
He put on some loss clothing, not yet getting into his armor as he starts to pack up for the long journey ahead.
It's going to be a hassle going to the capital as the closer he gets the more people that will know his face and his story.
Theseus, hero of Esspmi!
Thomas, the retired child soldier.
Eris, god of calamity and destruction.
Those are the names he has been gifted, or, the main ones.
He really didn't like that he had so many names. It made him seem like some kind of god.
He was just some mortal boy abandoned by his parents and fighting for most of his life in the never ending battles of a kingdom that lies that they fight for Lady Prime, but really they fight for their own greed.
Don't get him wrong, he worshipped Lady Prime as the lovely goddess she is, but he would never say he killed millions in Prime's name. He would much rather say he helps make room for Primes creations, and helps them come to be.
Maybe the meaning of his name of Eris meaning is fitting. Though Eris sounds a lot like a woman.
He prefers to be masculine.
It feels more suiting.
Did he remember to feed Carl today? This is going to be a long ride; the poor horse can't start off all of this on a empty stomach.
He has all the food and water he needs for the trip; all he needs to do is put on his armor and sword and feed Carl.
He walked out of the house and over to the stable.
He goes to the barrel of feed and scoops some up with the small bowl he carved the first day he was given Carl, seven years ago.
He was still in the army back then. Carl was given to him after he won the Battle of Verntornis.
The army allowed him to keep him after he retired as a fair well gift.
Though they allowed him to keep his armor and sword so it's more like they didn't want his stuff back.
Would of made a good buck on auction.
He pets Carl as they eat from the bowl.
Old man still got sparks in his eyes when seeing the bag swung across his shoulder.
"Wait for a little boy. I have to get my armor and sword." He whispers to Carl after they eat all the feed.
He takes the bowl and puts it back in the barrel.
He goes back to the house and to the back room that he never wished to enter.
Weapons, potions, shields, arm, all the things he has collected from some of his strongest opponents.
The strongest blood that has ever coated his hands.
He marches to the back and looks at the gleaming armor and sword that sit on the back wall.
Armor having a golden undertone covered in a dark purple metal. Blood stuck to all the small crevices.
The sword is made of emerald and has a nice light leather grip.
He switches his clothes to those that are meant for wearing the armor and goes through the familiar process of putting on the balky and way to heavy armor.
It's still funny how big the armor makes him look. It's makes him look like he's a royal knight in his twenties.
When he gets his armor on and sword on his hip, he slings the bag over his shoulder he, he walks out of the room and mentally prepares for the trip.
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