Franklin's View
So right after we cleared Andras, we found ourselves at the bottom of a crater, with all our treasures. It was night time, and I saw a large circle of Reim soldiers watching us. They were only observing, holding back their weapons. Titus was levitating among the crowd, with Mu, and the other two King Vessels right underneath him. Titus had a smile on his face.
"It's been a week, Frank. What took you so long?" he said. What?! But my journey inside there lasted a few hours. He eyed the Imuchakkan and Heliohaptan, retaining his smile.
"Ramses, Amihiha, have you learned anything about Franklin's home?"
They all shook their heads. I raised my brow. Were they suppose to interrogate me?
"Wait, what's going on? Are they trying to apprehend me?"
The blonde Magi shook his head.
"I had a talk with Sinbad, King of Sindria. We've been secretly talking to each other, and ever since you came here, he wanted to know about your whereabouts,"
"So are you saying I was suspicious from the start?"I replied.
"You seemed to have been holding back something, I didn't want to intrude your business, and you seemed disinterested in interacting with me, so I had to accept your choices."
You know, after all these months, I barely talked with Titus about my past. It's because my world is there possible future, and if I tell them about my world, then some time screw up will happen. Maybe the modern world may not come thanks to magic and these... Metal Vessels. I still retained my shyness.
"So, why send two people from other nations?"
"Sinbad had to prepare for a summit with Kouen Ren, the army general of the Kou Empire. He gave orders to the Seven Sea Alliance to send an agent if they wished. Everyone but Heliohapt and Imuchakk denied."
He flew right on the center of the crater, where the four teens were.
"They all respectfully denied, due to the possibility of an agent from Al-Thamen, an evil organization bent on this world's destruction. Heliohapt and Imuchakk were more curious and their agents were willing to take the risks."
The teen, Ramses nodded, and the child-like teen nodded too.
"Ever since he and his friend from the alien world saved us, we confirmed they are friends," the optimistic girl said.
"This man is moral and believable. I trust him." Ramses simply said.
The blonde Magi nodded in confirmation.
"Can we please speak with our masters?" Ramses asked the Magi.
"If you say so, agents of the King Vessels,"
He turned away from us and raised his staff. His staff shone with a bright light. Two screens projected in front of him. A man with an Anubis head appeared on one screen, and a lady with the same blue hair as Amihiha, appeared on the other screen.
"Greetings Magi," they both said.
"Greetings, may I speak to your respective kings?" the blonde Magi asked.
They both nodded.
"Understood."
The screen with the Anubis-head man showed a vast hallway with Egyptian themed decorations. The other screen showed a snowy background with many tents. I'm guessing Imuchakkans are a hybrid of Eskimos and Mohawks. The Heliohapt screen now showed a young man with spiky white hair and closed eyes. He had a large cobra wrapping around his neck like a scarf. The second showed a gigantic blue haired man; the epitome of manliness. His face was coated by an epic beard, his body painted with many scars, and his different eyes: one normal, and one large and dilated. This man seemed scary, yet also seemed joyful albeit brash.
"So this is the alien?" The Heliohapt King questioned as he somewhat observed me through those shut eyes.
"Is that blonde hair girl affiliated with that alien?" the Imuchakk chief commented.
I stepped up to the front of the screens with a serious face. They both put up their guard through serious faces.
"Hello, I'm Franklin Steinherz, I wish to only reveal that I have no connection with this evil organization known as Al-Thamen. May I know your names?"
The King Vessel of Imuchakk laughed joyfully as if he was Santa Clause.
"I like ya kid. Ya don't seem like a bad guy, judging from your lack of Black Rukh." Black Rukh? Guessing that's the foil to the White Rukh."I'm Rametoto, Chief of Imuchakk.
The King of Heliohapt nodded calmly with a calm smile. He still closed his eyes.
"I am Armakan Amun-Ra, King of Heliohapt. I'm pleased to make your acquaintance."
I scratched my head with my left hand, wondering what to say next.
"So, do you expect me to tell you about my world?" I said lazily.
Armakan shook his head.
"No, not yet. I expect my agent to say something. We need witnesses."
My three other companions walked up to the screen. They all looked at both of the screens. Rametoto smiled with his teeth showing.
"I'm guessing ya befriended these guys, granddaughter of mine." Rametoto said with a smile.
"Yes, and I know for sure they are good people. No Black Rukh, no Al Thamen's agenda, and they saved us during our Dungeon crawling."
Ramses agreed with her through a nod and putting his hand on her shoulder, causing her to giggle lightly.
"So, Ramses, were you chosen?" Armakan asked his agent.
The Heliohaptan teen responded with a slow unsheathing of his sword. He showed him the sign on his blade, confirming his success. Armakan smiled calmly and put up a thumbs up.
"I knew you weren't Household material. I sensed something more powerful during our time together."
Rametoto looked at Amihiha with the same smile.
"Guessing you're a Household Member of mine?" Rametoto asked. She shook her head.
"I'm actually King Vessel material," she patted her left breast with her right hand, holding her coral sword with her left, backhand style,"I'll find my Djinn someday,"
Rametoto closed his mouth, but still smiled.
"That lady seems suspicious...like you initially," Amun-Ra pointed at Emiline. She was wide-eyed from his pointing.
Amihiha blurted out first:
"She's a Magi too!"
Everyone gasped, surprised at the revelation. According to Mu, there were only suppose to be three Magi in this world. The Aladdin kid is also a Magi, meaning there are four. So is it possible that Emiline could have been one of the three Magi in my world. If there was a fourth Magi in this world, then maybe that Magi might have came from another world, but not our modern Earth. Theo is also a Magi, but who's the third one in my world?
"Mu, can you check around her body for clues of a Magoi Reverse Tool?" Titus had to focus his magic to keep the broadcast intact, so he needed one of his King Vessels to volunteer to do what he does.
Mu approached Emiline's smaller body. He looked sternly at her upper body, much to her embarrassment. He quickly put a finger on her left breast, covered by the white toga. The blonde, female Magi took a peek and was surprised at the sight. I didn't want to look, mostly because it's on her breast. Not that I'm being Virgin Man 2.0 or something, but I'm not that big of an opportunist. She grabbed a circular gem from her left breast. Assuming from her facial expression, she never saw it coming. Suddenly, a burst of Rukh started to fly toward her, proving to the Reim army, Armakan, and Rametoto that she really was a Magi: The Magician of Creation, adored by the Rukh.
"Even if I am the Magi, I still can't tell you about our world. It's too risky to tell you, because it can cause serious temporal paradoxes."
Some soldiers were curious and started to ask questions among each other. Dammit Amihiha. I glared at her, causing her to flinch nervously.
"...Sorry,"she said nervously.
The male blonde Magi concurred.
"We should really put down these questions. After all, this will only cause us to have serious headaches from the incomprehensible logic of temporal paradoxes."
If this was really an anime or a manga, then Titus would have swirly eyes. No, not just Titus, all of us, including the shuteye Amun-Ra. Temporal Paradoxes just break logic with head aching results.
"But..." I called out.
"My world also has Magis, magicians, and Metal Vessels. Titus once explained that my Djinn, Orobas wasn't summoned yet in this world. I can't tell you what my world looks like, because of the possible temporal paradoxes. But if this isn't our world in the past, then we must have been guided by the Rukh to come here. My world is in a possible crisis because of the recent discovery of Magis, magicians, and Metal Vessels, because I think a Magi has been adored by the Black Rukh, and our appearance here in this world may have a purpose behind it all: To grow stronger while also avoiding the evil Magi bent on killing us, as well as finding help until we find a way back into our world."
They were wide-eyed from my speech. Armakan still kept a stern face, as well as the Imuchakk chief. Titus smiled and nodded to what I said. Mu, retained his smile, Ignatius smiled silently whilst closing his eyes, and Nerva crossed his arms and looked away.
"Very well," the Heliohaptan king said,"If you wish to grow stronger and find more comrades, then..."
He turned to Ramses.
"Ramses, I hereby relinquish you of your status as my agent," the king said with a smile, much to the surprise of Ramses,"You are a King Vessel now, and even if it's okay to ask help from fellow kings, you don't need me to teach you. The kind of king you'll be is all up to you,"
Armakan opened one eye, as if he was winking.
"Franklin, if you're world is truly in crisis, then I will help you however I can. As of now, I can't help you until I and the rest of the Seven Seas Alliance witnesses your crisis and all agree. Goodbye."
He closed his eye and ended the transmission. Only Rametoto was left.
"Amihiha, you said you were King Vessel material, right? You are free to follow Franklin and Emiline on their journey to become stronger. And as for you, Franklin, I will do the same thing as Armakan, but as of now, we await to see your world." With that, Rametoto smiled once more and ended his transmission.
A few hours later
I retreated back into my Inn and I sat down on a chair and had a piece of paper on my desk. I started to doodle down a series of drawings, based on my experience here in this world. I thought it would be cool if all four of us would have our own emblems, so I started to doodle a bunch of emblems. My emblem had to involve scissors and something that resembled the dead. I decided to draw a skull with an open scissor underneath, resembling the skull and crossbones/Jolly Roger. I would call myself the "Undead Marauder" if I became some sort of pirate. Now it was time for Emiline's emblem. Since she was a light mage, I think I might associate it with Christian elements like the Cross. So I drew a hybrid of her staff and a cross with an eye in the end. For Ramses, I'm guessing he might be wind-themed, judging by his Djinn, I drew his sword with the eight-pointed star on the middle of the guard of the blade, with wings being its guard, resembling his affinity with the wind. For Amihiha, maybe she might get a Water themed Djinn. So I drew a water drop with a cut out of her sword in a simplified shape and the circle on the middle of the sword. I felt like I was a superhero, so I think I had to have an insignia for people, civilian to villains alike to remember.
Emiline visited me, holding a cup of grape juice on her left hand. She was curious as to why I sat down on my desk, alone, with a piece of paper. She was already curious due to my questionable position.
"Hey Franklin, what are you doing?" she asked.
I looked behind me and saw Emiline, with a curious face. I immediately grabbed my paper and hid it in my arms. She might disapprove me and treat me as childish.
"I'd say nothing, but it's something that's none of your business." I said nervously.
She smirked smugly and bent down to put her head on the same level as mine.
"Are you some sort of perverted artist?" she said with a teasing voice. My face glowed red.
"Your Rukh is pink with embarrassment. Are you hiding something?"
Curse her Magi ability to see Rukh.I tried to run away, but she already put me in a telekinetic grip and left me hanging in the air. Damn magicians. I tried to struggle, but realized my susceptibility to magic. She grabbed the paper and looked at my sketches. I was so embarrassed. She giggled from the sight of my drawings.
"You sure are an artist aren't you?"
"What?"
My embarrassed face shifted into a more skeptical one. Is she complimenting my work?
"The skull and scissors totally blends in with you. I think the staff with the cross actually connects well with my magic, though I stopped going to church when I was younger."
If you ask me, I'm kind of religious. I'm not Catholic, I'm a Christian. BIG difference.
"Ramses's emblem seems fitting, with the wing on the guards of the sword. Amihiha may need some work, as it seems to simple."
She released her telekinetic grip on me, dropping me to the ground. She walked toward me and pet me on the head, like a dog owner with her dog.
"I like this idea of emblems, as if we're superheros or something."
I got up on my feet and put a finger on my chin.
"What will Ramses and Amihiha think of it?"
Two Days Later
Today, we were inside a caravan going to a harbor near Parthivia to take a ship to Sindria. According to Titus, he received a message from Sinbad about the delayed Summit. He invited all four of us to Sindria, also known as the City of Dreams. But before we went, Emiline actually spread the idea of emblems to the other two. They were both delighted in it, though I changed Amihiha's emblem a bit. I made it into her sword pointing down diagonally, blending in with an ocean wave.
This time, I replaced my black shirt and white sash with a white tunic and a black and green cape I received from Ignatius during Djinn training. It's black on the back and green on the inside. The cape wraps around my neck and my left arm, covering the upper bicep. My cape is held by my insignia, my self-proclaimed Skull and Cross Shears. The brooch was green. I took off my bandage, letting my wild medium-length hair run free. Silly me, the bullet wound already healed. Or did it merge with me?
Emiline is now clad in a white stola, with her black undershirt peeking out. The skirt of her dress is a bit shorter, and there's a split in the middle of the skirt on the area between her legs. She has her black short shorts hiding underneath to prevent embarrassing situations. She still kept her white sneakers on. A short shawl wraps around her neck, held by the emblem I have planned out for her: the Cross Staff.
Both Amihiha and Ramses retained their respective outfits. I didn't mind. But they still wore their respective brooches. Ramses wore his emblem, the winged curved sword, on the thin part of his toga. Amihiha wore her brooch, the wave coral sword, on the center of her fur shawl.
"Hey, Franklin if you can't tell everyone more about your world, can you tell us?" Ramses asked with a curious smile. Amihiha put clenched both of her fists and put them right in front of her chests.
"I really want to know, because we're all friends, right?" she said optimistically.
Friends. I barely had any friends in my world. What kind of interesting stories can I tell them? I should really stop living in the past. That was kind of a paradox, considering how I come from a world that is basically in their future. But even if I wasn't the most popular guy on the block, I still had a small group of friends. Speaking of which, throughout this journey, Mu was my friend, as well as Titus, Marga, Rohroh, Myron, Ignatius, Shambal, Toto, the Yambala Gladiators and even some of the contenders I faced. I put out Nerva, because he looked down upon me. Go ahead and be haughty, because you can't even Djinn Equip. It doesn't mean I hate him, just show disinterest toward him.
"Franklin, even if we tell them, we might cause a possible temporal paradox." Emiline warned with a grumble.
I shook my head.
"This might be an alternate world. I mean, we have stayed here for a few months, and I don't feel any different."
I sighed.
"Remember this isn't the past our world had. Romulus found the Empire in our world, but in here, Remus did instead."
"... I guess." she said softly.
"But it still might ruin the future if we tell them about our modern stuff!" she shouted, causing me to back away from her in fear.
I looked at Ramses. He was calmly calculating the situation, or in this case, the fight.
"How about this? To prevent a possible change in our timeline depending on your actions, and since we're friends, we should all just keep our conversations only known to ourselves. Therefore..."
"No one will spread around the ideas and concepts of our world to others." Emiline finished.
"You know what, screw that." I interrupted them.
They all looked at me, skeptical about my comment.
"This is their future, it's their choice whether to believe it or not."
Ami nodded to my comment, completely agreeing to it.
"You know you're right! It's not like people will automatically believe you."
Ramses nodded with the same calmness as Armakan.
"Yeah, you're right. People have conscience."
I let out a short chuckle to myself.
"Maybe you shouldn't jump t-"
A staff bonked me in the head. Emiline sure was pissed off at my speech.
"Don't get cocky, you dense faggot!" she blurted out.
"Geez, you're as bad as Miley now," I commented while rubbing my head. I earned another whack on the head with her staff.
"Who's Miley?" Amihiha asked.
Both me and Emiline stared at her with scary and stern eyes.
"You will never learn about her," we both said with scary eyes," nor be curious about her, okay?!"
She was still childish, so she was still scared of elders. She timidly nodded. Ramses spoke up.
"Mind you tell-"
He didn't finish. Our evil glares already shut him up. No one in this world must know how bad Miley is! Speaking of which, I'm being a bit of a hypocrite.
"You know you're kind of a hypocrite, Franklin," Ramses said.
"I know I was, but we should shut up about Miley."
Emiline sighed.
"Fine."
"Well, the transportation in my world is advanced compared to yours," I said, now holding nothing back.
He nodded.
"Pray tell, Franklin."
I talked to him about cars. I only told him that it runs on electricity and oil, making it move without the assistance of horses. We kept it hushed so the cart driver wouldn't hear. If he did, then maybe he would invent the car. As much as I knew that a temporal paradox in here won't affect us, I was still worried about how the future will end up if I blurted out the modern world inventions and objects. Amihiha wondered if there were people with different hair colors like the Imuchakkans or the Heliohaptans. Emiline responded with an overview of people's natural hair colors. The natural hair colors in our world were obviously black,brown,blonde, and grey and white at old ages. This caused Ramses to look at his hair and he started to weep childishly, commenting that he was old. We talked on, exchanging information about our world with theirs.
Amihiha told me about the Rampaging Unicorn. I thought it was a unicorn bathed in blood, but it was actually a giant fish that's 3x bigger than her. I was even more surprised that she alone killed it at the age of 7. According to her, she was a bit shorter than us when she was 7; 5" at least. Ramses told me about his pet scorpion, Serket. Much to my surprise, he described it as very huge, about 1.5x his size. Of course I wouldn't doubt him, there are many crazy animals here, like Marxus.
Emiline started giving Amihiha fashion tips. I didn't really want to hear, neither did Ramses. We both looked at each other and thought we were alike. While I'm fashion conscious, we were both uncaring of our hair, resulting in messy hair styles. Despite Amihiha's tribal nature, she seemed to show more care for her hair than us. Both of us boys suggested cutting our hair, but we both disagreed, being prideful of our hair.
It was night time now, and the cart's speed was intact. While everyone else was sleeping, I wasn't. I didn't put on my Limiter Gem, but I still have it packed in my pocket. The only time I wasn't suppose to remove it from me is when I'm digesting food, and thank goodness I managed to eat a good amount before I went here. I recovered enough Magoi for the journey. I had to stay up to watch out for thieves or bandits. I put aside the caravan's veil and looked out for any invaders. I heard an arrow getting shot. It hit my arm, but I didn't feel it, nor react to it. I looked at where the arrow was pointing and saw a pissed off bandit archer. A bunch more came out, but with swords pointing at me. The blades of the swords got removed, revealing a barrel.
"What the?!"
I quickly got my scissors and pointed at them back. I discharged a black lightning bolt at one of them, frying him with electricity. They started to fire water balls at me. It was approaching fast.
"kahraba Saiqa!"
My Metal Vessel activated, turning into my giant scissor blades. I sliced the water balls with one blow. The cart stopped abruptly. I looked behind me and saw that the driver was being held hostage. I pointed a blade at the person taking the driver hostage and shot a small and precise lightning bolt, knocking him out. The driver surrendered into the caravan, hiding from the thieves.
"Wake up!" I shouted to my sleeping friends.
They all groaned in response to my shout.
"Shut up," Emiline grumbled.
"Yeah, what she said," Amihiha said too.
"We're being invaded by thieves, and I want all of you to wake up so we can kick their asses."
I can't do it alone. Even if I am a super powered zombie, the tools they're using seemed... magic-related. I don't see any cartridge or magazine holding water, and some firing mechanism. And as I mentioned before, I am susceptible to magic. They stood up, groggily.
"Give us your cargo, or we'll kill all of ya with our magic tools,"
Impatient, I decided to go.
"Agh, fine, I'll kick their asses myself," Time for two months of training to pay off.
I hopped out of the caravan and landed on the ground. I used the ground to propel myself toward the thieves from afar. When I was close, I quickly did a clothesline on one of them, knocking them out quickly. A thief beside him pointed at me with a Magic Tool. He fired a water ball, but I quickly dodged it, thanks to improved reaction from training with Mu and Rohroh. I quickly approached him and grappled his arm. I focused on connecting his Magoi with mine, allowing me to drain his Magoi. Shambal taught me how to connect my Magoi with others, so that I could block their Magoi flow or even drain them. Both of us knew how dangerous draining Magoi could be to someone's life, and Shambal has mentioned that Magnostadt drained people's Magoi to keep their city prosperous. His arm's function started to worsen as I drained his Magoi. After enough was drained, enough for him to survive and recover, I tossed him into the group of thieves in front of the cart. They all were blown back from the force of the thrown man. Good thing he still struggled to get up. I heard a blade go right through me from behind. I looked behind and saw a lanky fellow, with a scared face from my lack of feeling of pain. I punched the sword on the other hand with enough force to force it out, hitting the man in the groin with the butt of the blade. Even as a zombie, I still felt that pain.
"Ugh... why are you shouting so much, Franklin?" Ramses groggily complained with squinting eyes.
"There. Are. Thieves. Trying. To. KILL US!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, hoping they are awake.
"Why didn't you just say so?" Amihiha was on her feet, energetic as ever.
"I just said it before I kicked some of their asses," another bandit charged from behind me. I quickly leaned forward and stretched my leg out. When my upper body was on the same level as my standing leg, I tossed the bandit into another group of bandits with magic tools.
Amihiha hopped out too and joined the fight.
"Try not to kill them, Amihiha,"
"Sure thing boss," she said gleefully. She dug her coral sword onto the ground and got into a fighting position.
"I concur with you, leader," Ramses said, now hungering for battle. He still drew his sword, but judging by his seriousness, I think he knew how to fight without killing someone. He stood by me.
"These people really are annoying. They ruined my sleep, so I'll fight alongside you, pal," Emiline floated on her staff and landed on my right side.
In my current position, Ramses is facing the left, Emiline to the right, and Amihiha behind me. I cracked my knuckles and braced for impact. I just noticed something. When we're together, the first letter in our names spell out FEAR. Franklin, Emiline, Amihiha, Ramses.
"They have Magic Tools, so beware,"
A jet of water shot toward Ramses. He put out his hand and it started to shine with yellow light. As the water touched his glowing hand, the water jet instantly obeyed gravity, dropping to the ground. The thief was scared and told his other crew members to fire their tools.
"Andras!" Ramses shouted.
He thrust his sword toward the group, releasing a powerful whirlwind out of his blade. The group was instantly knocked away from the power of the wind. Some of the thieves were blown into trees, hanging on the branches.
"Holy shit, Two Metal Vessel users!" one of the thieves shouted.
"Don't panic, we just have to put our focus on the magician and the other girl."
Amihiha didn't really like that comment. She rushed in to a thief and punted them with her powerful legs. Another bandit rode on top of her, trying to overpower her, but she did a judo throw on the person behind her.
"You wouldn't understand how old I am," Amihiha said to one of the downed bandits.
She picked him up and tossed him to another set of thieves.
Emiline created five small balls of light that hovered around her.
"Flash Merra!"
The five light orbs diffused into many light projectiles, firing straight into the thieves with horrifying concussive force. Perhaps she also infused strength magic to not only make them burn, but put concussive properties.
The brawl went through all night. Light projectiles hailed everywhere, whirlwinds blew away many thieves, Ami and I beat up many thieves restlessly. After the brawl, the cart was safe, and the thieves retreated, but my comrades were all asleep. It seems there Magoi is nearly depleted. I wished I could transfer my Magoi to them to keep them awake, but I don't want to risk draining them, and I want to respect their rest. I was still up, and the Magoi I drained from the bandits were enough to keep me alive for the next few days without sustenance. Good thing I didn't kill them through massive internal damage. I laughed victoriously as I dragged the sleeping bodies to the caravan. The cart driver was dumbfounded by my restlessness.
"H..How are you able to stay awake for long?"
I laughed lightly and shook my head.
"Don't talk, just go, please?" I said, avoiding his question.
He whipped his horses and our journey continued. I've really grown up. I have three faithful friends at my side, well four, because of Orobas.
Modern World. On top of Harbor Centre
"I didn't know what got to me, I was just overcome by feeling..."
Theo explained how he killed his own three brothers to Holly and May. Holly and May were old friends of Franklin. When he was in his youth group in a youth church, May would usually talk to him. He was steadfast, compassionate, and friendly. Franklin seemed to find Holly's job interesting: an Animator for a show. He asked questions about how work is and if she really met the voice actors. Both Holly and May later went to Australia and got married, then returned to Vancouver this year.
"I could sense your Rukh, Theo," Holly replied softly.
"The Magi of Light can see the truth just by the sight of their Rukh alone," May added.
Theo looked down. What kind of Magi was he?
"There's suppose to be three Magi here, right?"
Holly shook her head.
"I am the Magi of Light. I'm granted the most wisdom out of all the Magis of this world. Listen well, and don't interrupt me, please."
She cleared her throat and flourished her staff into the air. A cartoony image was formed, showing four characters. One showed a cute version of Holly. Another showed a blonde haired lady. One showed Theo, with a grumpy face, and the other showed a circle, resembling its hidden identity.
" Rukh is what causes the natural disasters and natural flow of the world, such as tidal waves, tornadoes, birth, death. Since Magi are loved by the Rukh, they chose four people to govern over four core areas of the world. Light, Darkness, Life, Death. As you see, I'm the Magi of Light, granted great wisdom and insight. I can see all truths and know many answers. Emiline, the Magi of Life has a unique power to allow Rukh to return to their corpses. She also has the hidden power of bringing life or creating life, which also extends to life extension. Her soul can choose to stay with the Rukh or return to their former bodies, or another host. Leila is the Magi of Darkness, or in this case, the Magi of the Void. She can hide her existence through a shadowy veil, quickly altering the memories of everyone in this world, making it so she had never existed. Only I can track her existence, for I am the Magi of Light. You are the Magi of Death, the lord of corpses and disease. You can cause plagues, as well as control corpses to your own bidding. You too can pull back the Rukh into the corpses of who you wish, and they'll all fall into your will until their revived Magoi depletes. Being the embodiment of death, you can choose to doom a person to die."
Theo, though arrogant, listened well. He thought since he was a Magi, he could just do whatever he wanted. Power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Since he has heard that he was a Magi of Death, he wanted to know more about his powers.
"Is it possible that..."
"Yes, Franklin is alive, but the Djinn of the dungeon sent him to the world Solomon created. The bullet you enchanted with your magic actually gave him the physical ability of the undead: enhanced strength, enhanced durability, as well as immunity to pain. But, Emiline's Life Magic countered with your Zombification magic, returning his sanity. The mental effects of your zombification on Franklin was negated, thus he retains his sentience and free will."
Theo was depressed and lamenting, now he was annoyed and aggressive.
"You're lectures kind of sicken me now," Theo said impatiently,"Shut up and die!"
He pointed a wooden staff at her and fired a black bolt of energy, only to be blocked by Holly's borg. Though powerful, Holly's defense is superior, completely negating his attack. She still kept a calm face, proving to Theo that he still needs to train harder.
"You seem to want more answers, but that's all the answers I can offer you today. I don't wish to antagonize you, but beware of Leila and her manipulation,"
"Shut up! I know, okay?! Why the hell did you even come here?"
"You're a Magi who's grown up without knowledge of your true powers. Since we were friends, or at least acquaintances, I decided to help you a bit by giving you wisdom,"
Holly turned to May and nodded. He held the handle of his sheathed katana.
"Spirit of Angels and Hunger, I order you and your household to grant me great power. Come, Asmodeus!"
His sheath was engulfed in bright blue flames. Theo seemed uninterested, thinking he can stop a simple Metal Vessel User, simply because he's a Magi.
"Amribin Akala,"May calmly said.
(Angelic Eating)
He drew his blade, which tossed a blue fire bird at Theo. He guarded it with his Borg, but the flame continued to burn through his Borg. His energy was slowly getting drained.
"That flame will continue to consume your Magoi, so don't even bother trying to keep up your Borg." May said with silent seriousness.
"Shut the hell up! I'm stronger than you! Heck, I'm stronger than Franklin, meaning I can be stronger than you!" Theo spat.
"You are the prisoner of your own pride and power. You may end up like the Leila: depraved." Holly simply replied.
"Shut the fuck up! I'm the strongest! I'll show you I'm a stronger Magi! Fuck truths, fuck life, fuck darkness. Death is the ultimate power! Any power I own is the ultimate!"
"Do you even know what you're saying?" Holly replied solemnly.
The hipster samurai sheathed his blade, and his wife opened up a portal to their home. The arrogant Magi was too busy, keeping up his barrier, not listening to what they said. He thought he could reenact the hotblooded man's moment of just shouting just to overcome all obstacles, but the flames continued to chow down on his Magoi. After a few short seconds, the flames dissipated, but both the Magi of Light and the blue flame swordsman weren't in sight. Theo angrilly grumbled, shouted, then rode on his staff. He immediately flew into the night sky, back to his home.
"If I really want to show May, Holly, and probably even Franklin that I'm strong, then I have to find more King Vessels and learn more."
He still had to start somewhere. He was charismatic in his grade and is known to be a good talker. He still attends school, and he lied to his parents about Johann and Benjamin that they decided to live by themselves due to their age. He openly admitted Franklin died from going outside. It had been a few months since, and Theo still lives with his parents. He may be powerful, but he's not twisted enough to kill his own parents. When he returned home, via sneaking in (past his bedtime), he grabbed his phone while his dad was asleep, and his mom was at work. He punched in the numbers and put his ear on the phone. A few seconds later, there was reception.
"Yo Theo," his friend, Glen called. A creepy smile crept up on the Magi of Death's face. A scary purple aura started to form around the reckless Magi.
"Hey Glen. Want to hang out tomorrow? I found this cool place,"
A/N: So how much King Vessels do you think Theo has? The latest chapter was cute. But I really want to see the plot progress, instead of too much lovey dovey scenes.