Dammit, Val.
Anyways, the name’s Geovani Crest.
And I’m the second storyteller of this journey.
Since Valerie left with the character creation, we’ll see what kind of protagonist we’ve got here.
Hmm…
Oh.
A wood magic user from Doom Village, with the New Greek’s blood.
He’s also an aspiring hero with a bright future.
…Now that’s what I want to hear.
Well, let’s fill in the rest for our hero.
Some other storytellers have suggested their own ideas for this boy too.
So let’s get this done then.
Behold, our first character!
Rael Mills, the New Greek boy who was raised in Doom Village. He awakened his wood magic three months prior to this story, through his violent sense of justice. He’s tough as wood, and as piercing as its fragments. Even with the rumors of being a New Greek outcast, he didn’t bother about his real origin. The only thing that mattered is a bright future, for the small world he’s been living in.
He said he’s a one hundred percent Doomyrian, but his physique says otherwise. His Greek bloodline gave him light brown skin, black hair, brown and blue eyes, and a large build. As his size is greater than the average Doom villagers, he was stuck with his custom-made Doom tunic. As he started to fight the evils outside of his village, he started to wield a spiked Doom club too. With his strength, wielding a Doom club isn’t that much of a hard job.
At the moment Rael awakened his wood magic, he shot his hut down without any alerts. With the ability to cast magic without the use of circles, he was baffled by that incident. For all this time, he had been watching for the magic circle, so he wouldn’t accidentally attack anything for no real reason. After that incident, he started to go outside of the village more to train his magic without attacking the village, along with the bandit beating.
With his increasing bandit defeat rates and control over his magic, he had more opportunities to beat most of the weaker criminals. He started taking jobs from bounty hunters to justify his violent tendencies towards evil.
And recently, the name ‘Rael Mills’ started appearing more on Magius News, along with the criminal activity decline rate. At the first moment Rael saw himself in the news, he was relieved.
“Well, guess they’re still alive for their jails.”
With every mention of criminals being arrested on Rael’s part, he was reminded of how badly he crushed some of them. He can say for sure that he might’ve given some lethal attacks to criminals he’s defeated. But as long as the Magic Council credited him for defeating the villains, he’s good.
But no matter how much Rael had defeated, the crime rates were still growing as ever. After realizing that part, he started threatening the bandits and dark wizards for information about the increasing dark activity.
“Where’d you come from, huh?!”
And as you’d expect, he didn’t get any words out of the criminals, even if their lives depended on his spike club’s tip. Despite not having any verbal clues, he found a key to this dilemma from one of the bandit camps.
It was an order from the unknown.
Rael’s name, sketches, and fame were included in the order papers, along with the order to remain hidden until this unknown person is in the area. With that, he figured out what to do next with this piece of gold.
More bandit’s lives were threatened and blackmailed, just for Rael to gather the information of this unknown person. And finally, the unknown’s name was spoken by one of the bandits who were about to be crushed.
“…The Minotaur.”
Upon hearing the name, Rael put his spiked club away from the poor bandit and asked more questions.
“Who is he?”
“How does that man look like?”
“Where did you last see him?”
After pressuring the bandit to give him the answers, Rael knocked down that bandit and the whole camp out, and started the pursuit to hunt down the Minotaur.
Forests, vines, and animals; Rael bashed his way through them. The dusk had arrived, but that didn’t stop this pursuit. By the moment the night sets, he finally got out from the jungle to the plains, where he was greeted by this notorious criminal.
The Minotaur.
Now, it’s time for some decision on Rael’s part.
- Defeat (Rael will only aim for his defeat.)
- Kill (Rael will aim for the Minotaur’s death.)
- Talk (Rael will aim to talk with the Minotaur.)
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While you’re deciding on Rael’s next action, I’m getting some drinks from Val for everyone here.
She’s probably drinking the same wine in another room right now.
Oh, and another thing.
The next storyteller might not tell about themself, so I’ll just say something about them.
Their name is Gaia Turk.
They’re calmer around children, but still…
If you’re fine with some creepy laughs here and there, I think you should be fine around them.
Well, guess my time has run out.
Best wishes to your new journey!
- Geovani Crest