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An Objective

Swooooosh!

Thud!

A strange sound resounded in a forest like an open portal.

From the portal, a young man with black hair came out.

His clothes were torn and bloodied.

His black eyes were sharp as he looked around.

"A forest?"

Aita muttered and looked at the trees around him.

Rustle_!

The trees shook slightly while the portal slowly closed behind Aita.

Aita tried to put his hand back in the portal, but an invisible barrier prevented him from entering the portal.

The portal closed and disappeared into the forest as if it had not appeared in the first place.

Gurgle_

"Sigh... I need to eat something."

Aita whispered before leaving.

Although his torturer gave him bread and water every day, it was not good at all.

In fact, they were probably rotten, but at the time, he had no choice if he wanted to live, so he grudgingly ate.

As for Aita, he didn't even remember when it was the last time, but it was probably decades ago.

And Soren, it felt like centuries.

It had always been Runa who cooked for him...

Anyway, he didn't know exactly when he died on his continent with Runa.

No, what was even stranger was the fact that his continent was not known to this world.

He read many books in the palace of Solaria, so he knew that there was neither Britannia nor its native continent here.

Even the gods he believed in were unknown here.

They prayed to other gods and were in conflict with each other.

Well, it was nothing new for Soren, as back in his 'world', they were fighting the people of Britannia for the same reason.

While the Vikings were praying to Odin, Thor, Frejya and the other gods, in Britannia they were praying to one god named 'The Savior'.

How much blood was shed because of their different points of view?

Though he was the primary cause of death there when he was alive...

They looked at each other like heretics, but Soren didn't care.

He prayed to Freyja mostly and Odin during fights.

Gurgle_!

Rushes_!

Aita stopped when he heard a familiar sound.

Even if it was far enough, thanks to his enhanced senses, he could tell where it was.

"It could be..."

Turning left, he rushed in this direction.

After two minutes of racing, he reached a beautiful place.

A big lake in the forest.

The water was so blue that Aita had no doubt it was pure and clear water.

Without waiting, he jumped into the water.

Splash!

"Ah! It feels good..."

He murmured while soaking in the water.

He hadn't washed for almost three months after all.

There was no bath in that damn cave and he was sure the torturer wouldn't let him.

He knew him very well, he spent more time with him than with Liana after all...

Once Liana's image entered his mind, Aita felt uncomfortable so he tried to think of something else.

Taking off his wet clothes, he hung them on a tree branch to dry.

As he washed his shoulder-length black hair, he noticed that his hair had grown surprisingly a lot in two months, he saw his face reflected on the water.

It was certainly Orion's face although his features were sharper. Well, even his body was more muscular now.

But he felt strange looking at his face, he didn't feel familiar.

Was it because his awareness as Soren and Aita was stronger now?

He didn't really know.

But he was definitely Orion, he was sure.

The proof is that he had a strong desire to kill the man who put him in that cave.

There were also some of his classmates he wanted to kill, or rather Soren wanted to kill as his 'persona' as Soren could not accept how he was treated back then in the Solaria palace.

But it was not urgent now.

What he really wanted now was to find a means to go into Soren's 'world'.

As for why, it was obvious.

He wanted to kill Alfred and his damn half-brothers.

It was really a wonder to him how nearly all his half- brothers were fuckers.

Ubbe. Though he considered him a bastard, Soren thought that he wasn't a man who would betray his own blood.

But that was exactly what had happened and with the bastard of Alfred on top of that.

Truthfully, he wanted to go on a killing spree.

When they killed his mother, he was already on the verge of insanity and he would have killed like a madman if not for Runa's presence.

But now they even took Runa from him.

It was unforgivable.

Thankfully, with Orion and Aita's mind, he could calm himself a little.

In any case, it became Aita's objective now.

After staring at his reflection, he snapped a small branch of a tree.

With his wind magic, he sharpened the tip of the branch.

Then he channeled his mana.

A beautiful dark green light came out of Aita's body before shrouding the branch.

Tying his hair on his back, he slightly pierced the branch on the right side of his face.

Then slowly, he wrote runes vertically until he reached his chin.

Splash!

Plunging his head in the water for a few seconds, he looked at his face again.

Dark green runes were tattooed on the right side of his face.

He smiled with satisfaction seeing that.

Before, it always had been his mother who would write these runes on his face but after her death, he had to do it alone.

The runes symbolized several things but mostly symbolized gods.

He wasn't really a hard believer, but just with that on his face, it reminded him of his mother and it was enough for him.

After half an hour of lazing in the lake, Aita searched for food.

"Cough! Wasn't it a pineapple ?!"

He cursed and coughed at what he had eaten.

With no choice, he hunted some animals.

Rustle_!

Soon he heard movements.

Spotting a deer, he threw a mana shrouded branch at the deer.

Whoosh!

The branch flew at high speed and pierced the deer's head.

"Nice."

Smiling, he walked toward the dead deer.

"I don't even know how to chop that..."

He stared at the dead dear.

"Whatever."

With a sharpened branch he cut the deer in his way.

After that, he made a campfire and cooked the meat.

"Wow, a nice fragrance!"

One hour later...

"Cough! f**k that!"

Bam!

Aita cursed and he kicked the campfire.

He knew that he wasn't great at cooking, but he thought that it would be easy with a campfire.

"On these shows, it seemed delicious, dammit..."

He overestimated himself.

Thud!

Slumping on the ground, he sighed tiredly.

He looked at the dark sky expressionlessly.

'I will cook anything for you Soren! Just tell me!'

Bam!

His left fist sank to the ground.

"Runa...I miss you..."

Soon he closed his eyes and fell asleep.