Since my birth and before my father's birth, there were arts that were deem forbidden. From the nature of the art to what it made the user do. Some are hard to control, some are difficult to just maintain, and some just straight up shouldn't be used because the user could be lost forever.
This forbidden art gives you the power that takes another life for the saving of yours, it's a power that holds no care for alley or foe because if the enemy killed is not enough to replenish what has been taken from you then your alley can also be looked upon by you and that is why it's forbidden.
Now I have called upon that power, my instincts will take control of my mind, my brain will numb to the reasoning of empathy, my heart will beat solely for the desperation of being alive, my soul will yearn for the replenishing of each life force taken from it, on the activation of this art I am now an animal. An Art birth out of straight desperation for one's life to see not the end in front of it.
PURGARE. The technique also called the new rise of the fallen.
Stren.
My eyes went blind, my ears heard nothing than Voices, I was in a vast darkness.
'I don't want to die….Not here, no, not again, not today.' Voices in my head screamed out covering my hearing.
"I will not die today! Not by the hands of a mere believer of their cause." I said in the vast darkness I Sat in.
'Pitiful…' A voice thick and audible came forth from the darkness.
"What…who are you?" I asked in confusion and shock.
'"..Ha, ha, ha,ha...." He laughed jestfully.
'You are of no worth to ask me questions.' He replied me brazenly.
"Who do…" I said, pissed at the reply.
'silence you weakling, you asked for me so let me work, after all you can't do anything of value by yourself.' He said, his voice vibrating the air and his tone thick and deep. He sounded like me but he was of pure authority, his voice was deeper, his tone arrogant and strong.
"Then…." I was about to talk when he said to me.
'Return'
And in an instant, I was transported back to my body, I could see, I could feel, I could…
"What the fuck happened here ?" I said, observing my surroundings.. There were broken trees, I was now in the forest I ran through before I climbed the mountain.
Blood darkened the dull but vibrant green of the small field I stood upon, a field that
His long knife, broken, his gun damaged.
His body….words can hardly describe, deep scratches, holes, he was damaged… but his head was missing.
"my hand is holding on to something, what is…."
"…." My mouth could barely speak, because what I held on to was his head... what and how did I kill him? I can't understand.
*PURGARE.* I remembered, I activated a technique. No I didn't chant, I just spoke out, I just called it then why did it activate?
I asked as I walked forward, dropping his head by his body.
The ground I stood upon, with the grass surrounding the trees were painted in drops of red. As I stood there watching his body, bleeding broken and tattered, I understood that, This was my first look at revenge for my family, this was what I would be doing very soon to the members of the PRIMIS LEX, like they did to my mother and father, like they did to my own brother, this would be their end.
"Well…Well… Well" I said as I turned around to see the bag I had as my motive before his sorry rebirth, right in front of me this was his stash.
Going through the bag, I found a gun with a long nozzle like that of the old times but this one was different, it was way thinner than those of the old days, and it was collapsible.
"Hmm." I let out, seeing a map of the woods right here in his bag. He marked some places and there was one place where he drew a house, does this mark his house?
I was taught to read the map, my father was keen on that because of liaris, she was a menace, she could wonder into anywhere in the woods and we would have to go look for her. For me that was the major reason he thought us the map but he never accepted it, he instead will say it's for the sake of safety and I don't believe it, not even in this time but it did come in handy now.
My first instinct was to walk to where I was before but I was sure that no one will be there so I decided to walk to the place he drew a house.
After several hours of walking and searching, I finally found the place. It wasn't a big house but, it was like my place, made out of wood, but cleanly chopped wood if I may say, this would have been a freaking expensive house back in the day but I guess now it's not worth as much, compared to those houses so tall.
"Let me see." I said taking a good look at the whole place, walking to the back and examining every detail.
There were 4 windows but one was smaller than the three, that already signified the bath place or sinkhole, I mean that's supposed to be outside, separate from the house, but maybe this is a new design.
Now I think about it, where do I stay? My family's house was burnt down the night of the incidence and I have no house and this, this is just perfect.
The fresh smell of timber, the trees, the stream not so far from here, this is the perfect place for me.
"HHHhhhhhh" I exhaled after breathing in my surroundings, it was settled, this would be my place from now on I said as I ventured in.