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Chapter 3: A Brutal Lesson and a disparate call.
{At the shack}
Noah sat on the roof of the shack, bathing in moon light. If someone walked past, they would have seen him spinning his dagger in-a cool but shifty motion, his gazed looked on the moon seemingly deep in thought not worrying about the thing's outside his mind. He'd spent the last few days training, waiting, and looking after the kid's in this run down shack, and over the small week since his reincarnation, he caught whisper on something that might endanger the kid's he has came to see as a little family. Rumors say "men of a noble are looking for a kid who offended his son".
Noah hearing the whispers, and rumors, knew who, and what they were looking for, and tonight, he decided, he would pay a sweet visit to are lovely noble's, and educate them about "not. Getting. In. Noah's. Way".
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{With ninja Noah}.
He slipped through the dark alleyways, with a purpose in his movements. A little while later he reached a place the slums people would envy with all there being. Also just laying there eye's on the grand looking place would be a blessing to them.
Shaking away those thoughts, Noah moved quick, his skills he brought working at there max. Inside the gate, and walls, a gang of about a dozen guards were placed around the noblemans mansion, there stance straight, expressions serious, however Noah didn't give them a second look. His target was the "ex" owner of this house, and his idiot son.
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{Inside the mansion}
As soon as Noah made it inside, he moved quick, and sharp, his aiming point was the bright red dot that hovered in his gaze. His eye's started to turn colder every step the red dot got closer, his thoughts going into a den of twisted, and a wicked place .
'These two fagots could of killed those kid's for even looking at the ugly motherfuckers. if they found out where i was laying....'. At the end of that thought, his blood ran colder, just the thought of these fuckers tryna harm his people made his blood turn cold, and black.
Standing right outside where the red dot was, noah smirked evilly.' system activate that sound skill~'
[Skill activated: Sound cancel – As the name say's, the skill cancels sound from leaving, only the activator, and people in a 20 or so meter radius can hear.]
Nodding his head, noah placed his hand form on the door handle, before he twisted it. CLICK. he walked in, not even caring how loud he was at this point, if the guy laying on the bed woke up, then he would wish he didn't. Oh, Right inside the room slept a man who looked like he was in his mid 30s or so, seeing him sleep peacefully, Noah clicked his tongue.
With his gaze low, sharp, and dangerous he brought his foot down onto the guy's stomach, painfully, and cruelly, instantly snapping the guy awake.
"PAAHHHH!!"
COUGH COUGH
"Hehehe~"Noah snickered at the expressions the nobleman was making. Shocked, confused, scared, angry, seeing all that brought noah mid satisfaction.
Without even waiting for a response, like " how dare you"who are you"blah blah" he moved with swift, brutal efficiency. Noah swung his dagger at the noblemans shoulder, noah's hand was to fast for the noblemen to react. Or to put it bluntly everything was to fast for him to react, first he gets woken up in a painful way, second he's meet with a kid who looked like a little devil incarnation, third that said kid was about to kill him.
The noblemen, who we shall call Robert, screamed in agony, his screams sharp with pain, and fear lingering. Once again his loud screams boomed in the grand room from Noah ruthlessly plucking his second dagger into Roberts thigh, while he also mercilessly dragged it down all the way to his knee, then his shine. The dagger stuck in his shoulder worked like a paralyze item, nothing but your head can move, the rest....well, obviously can't.
And cause of all the pain robert was in, he soon lost his consciousness, ready to float in his sea of dream's.
For eternity.
"Well, why don't I go get that idiot for a son, and sit him right next to his daddy". Noah muttered, his voice laced with cold mockery, and a hint of evil.
There was no emotion to the scene Infront of him, it felt like a daily routine to noah, a early Monday shall we say.
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He moved swiftly to the next phase of his plan. In the adjacent room, he found Robert's son—a scrawny kid with wide, fearful eyes upon seeing noah, the boy who punched his face and humiliated him, the same boy who should be dead was standing confidently Infront of him.
Noah seeing that the kid was still awake, was a little surprised, but nonetheless he was thrilled.
"Yo, remember me dickless~". Noah said, his tone shifting from his previous murderous tone to his usual mockery one. "You, and your old man made a pretty big mistake tryna fuck with me when I let you have my mercy. And what's more my guy, you could of gotten someone close to me hurt, and I don't take that shit lightly"
The boy's eyes flickered with terror and guilt, almost losing there colour. "Please… I—I didn't mean…"
"Yappa yappa yappa" Noah cut him off.
"Fuck you, and your cock-breath excuses"
Without giving the boy time to protest, Noah tied him up with rough rope, not caring if it hurt. With a final shove, he knocked the boy out cold, then made his way out and back to the other room, inputting his next phase of his plan.
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Carrying the unconscious boy in one arm, Noah returned to where Robert layed. Gently—if such brutality could be called gentle—he dropped the boy next to Robert like a dead deer, ensuring that the message was clear: the family was being punished as one.
Then, with a final glance around the opulent, Noah retrieved a canister of gasoline he'd put in his inventory earlier. He doused the expensive carpets and ornate furnishings in a matter-of-fact, almost clinical manner.
FLICK. He struck the match, but before he flicked it, he paused to let a slip of his thoughts out. With a mocking shit eating grin, he mocked. "Hope yous burn more in hell, you fucking wankers hahahaha!"
He flicked the match as he finished, and the fire caught instantly, roaring to life. Flames leapt from the richly decorated surfaces, consuming the mansion's wealth and pride in a matter of minutes. The inferno's light danced off his face as he watched the blaze intensify—a grim satisfaction settling in.
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With the mansion now burning, Noah didn't linger. He slipped out of the estate through the same way he got in from earlier, the sound of crackling flames and distant shouts of alarm following him.
After a while, he was back in the safety of the slums, he paused on a deserted street, before he walked slowly, The night's actions played in his mind, not with regret, but with a detached amusement. "Not my best, but least it was something" he murmured, "but it's what I wanted to happen anyways hehe."
[Ding!~EXP Gained]
And that's why.
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Not so far from the shack, Noah could see the light emanating from the inside, and inside his thoughts a brief flicker of why he did it—he wasn't in this for glory, or for some praise. He was in it for the kids that lay in that shack, they gave him a fuzzy feeling, like a.....big brother feeling. Plus when he first got here he was going to leave and head to the spirit forest, but after seeing Rio and the kid's, he changed his mind, also him not knowing his past was also at play.
Noah allowed himself a small, genuine smile to bloosm on his face. "is this why Astraia sent me here?" he said quietly, stepping closer to the emanating light that found it's way threw the door. "Sigh. I don't know, but I have a nagging feeling it was"
As he disappeared into the light's of the shack, the sound of happiness and laughter could be heard which soon flowed through the miserable slums.
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{My dear pussy lover's and one's with pussys, get ready for the most bullshit you've probably ever seen bahahahaha>PS: for duh plot boy's cheehoooo}
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(Few hours before noah turning devious)
Night was falling over the kingdom as a thick veil of darkness began to cover the bustling streets. In a dim back alley near a noble district, a small group of hardened thugs (creeps) huddled together. Their voices were low like a whisper, with their expressions hard. They had spent weeks planning every detail, and tonight, they would finally put their plan into motion.
"Remember," The one who looked the most creepy, a scarred man with cold eyes probably the alpha of the creepy looking dildos beside him spoke, his voice laced with utmost seriousness, "we strike when the palace is least prepared. The princess must be taken without a trace, and no fucking mistakes, you fools hear me?."
The thug's nodded in sync. A younger thug, eyes glinting with excitement, added, "I've been waiting for this. The payout will be huge, and we'll make sure the king's reputation suffers too."
The other four grunted in agreement as they went over the details once more: the route, the timing, and the escape. Their plan was simple but deadly—enter the princess's quarters quietly, subdue any guards, and extract the princess before anyone could raise an alarm.
Inside the palace, the atmosphere was completely different. In a lavish, softly lit room princess flora beltrum, a young girl with violet-colored hair and eye's (AN: According to wiki), She was the second princess of the beltrum kingdom. She sat near a large window. The fading light of day made the room glow with a beautiful golden light, but to Flora, it only heightened her sense of isolation. She had always been sheltered by luxury, yet tonight, an unexplainable anxiousness had been creeping up her spine.
Flora's heart pounded as she gazed out the window at the darkening horizon. "Why does it feel like something is...off?" she whispered to herself. The once-comforting familiarity of her room now seemed cold and menacing. The feeling of something was off kept repeating in her mind like a broken tape recorder. However she put the feelings aside, thinking it was just a feeling, nothing more then that.
Oh, how wrong she was.
Unbeknownst to Flora, the thugs had already breached the palace's walls. In a swift and silent operation, they moved through the corridors, neutralizing a few unsuspecting guards with muffled thuds and swift blows. They communicated in hushed, urgent tones as they gathered near the princess's room.
"Positions!" hissed the ugly leader from the shadows outside the door. "We go in now. Quietly—don't let her wake."
Inside, Flora tried to steady her shaking hands as she reached for a book on a nearby table—a small attempt to ground her racing mind. Suddenly, a faint noise at the door made her freeze. She leaned forward, eyes wide with alarm. The door creaked open just enough to let in a sliver of darkness and the sound of hushed commands.
Before Flora could fully comprehend what was happening, rough hands seized her.(AN: That sounds so wrong, holy shit) A cloth was pressed against her mouth, and she felt herself being pulled away from the only safety she'd ever known. Panic surged through her.
'No, no, no!!'. Her mind raced with as she struggled, her eyes darting around in pure fear. "Let me go!" she managed to choke out, her voice barely a whisper. But the thugs were swift and efficient, their focus solely on completing the task.
Outside her room, the leader's voice was low and commanding. "Get her down the corridor and into the waiting vehicle. Make sure no one sees a thing."
Flora's mind swirled in confusion and fear as she was forced down a dark, unfamiliar corridor. However her view was short lived as she slowly faded into slumber, her last thoughts,' s-someone save m....'.
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Every step echoed in the silence,
As they moved deeper into the palace's hidden passages.
After what felt like an eternity in that oppressive darkness, the thugs finally reached a secluded hideout—a decrepit building on the outskirts of the kingdom, far from the prying eyes of the palace. Inside, the air was cold and damp, and the only light came from a few flickering candils.
The leader ordered the others to secure the area and lock the door behind them. They roughly shoved Flora into a small, bare room. In that moment, as the door clanged shut, silence took over.
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(Who would be the knight and shining this time. Would it still be Rio/haruto. Or Noah. Or someone unknown??)
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