Saviour

Chapter 1

‘You’re gonna do great things Bell, I just know it!’

‘When out adventuring make sure to save lots of women! Make your grandpa proud!’

‘Huh?’

‘You have great power Bell, I can sense it. You have to dig deep down into yourself and grasp it. You’ll have to learn to control it, because it might consume you. But... you’re gonna show it who’s boss! You ain’t my grandson for nothin’!’

‘G-Grandpa?’

‘I hope you’ll understand, because I might not always be around,’

‘Wait! Don’t leave me!’

‘Make sure you make me proud by killing monsters and saving girls Bell, promise?’

‘P-promise.’

‘Heh, guess you really are going places.’

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Bell woke up in a cold sweat on his bed, he wiped the sleep out of his eyes and sat up. He got up out of bed and went downstairs into the kitchen, all previous warmth in the old house gone and left a lonely coldness in its wake. He grabbed some flour, eggs and other cooking ingredients and whipped up a small stack of pancakes, he smiled at the memories of his childhood and his grandfather. A tear fell down his face, which were followed by many. His grandfather, he was...

Dead.

It had been a week since his death and Bell was still devastated, though he did have a right to as his grandad was his last relative alive, but he was going to get his act together starting today. So he gobbled up his pancakes, not even slowing down to taste the food, and got into the shower.

His body relaxed as the hot water flowed over his body, he sighed and shook his head and put on a smile. He was going to follow his grandfather’s words of advice and go out adventuring and it wouldn’t do the old man good if he was being moody. So he hopped out of the shower and wiped himself down with his towel.

He went into his room and pulled out his brown leather jacket and his black boots, put his jacket on over his black shirt and pulled on his boots. He ran into the kitchen and took out the biggest and sharpest knife they... he had and a little pouch. The red eyed teen took in a deep breath as he closed in on the front door and sighed out as he pulled it open.

It was a sunny morning outside and the village seemed to be just waking up. He fixed his jacket and walked down the road to the town hall, and walked in. He was greeted to the sight of a good few people going over the villages expenses and income and some more debating on which problem the village they should solve first. He chuckled and walked up to the bespectacled lady that was behind the front desk.

“Can I help you?” She asked a little impatiently.

Taken off guard by her sudden verbal probing, Bell stuttered “A-Ah, y-yea. Does the village have any monster problems?”

“Yes, why would yo-” she cut herself off after noticing his appearance, this was the boy whose grandfather was killed by a monster recently. She sighed and fixed her glasses. “Look, if your trying to avenge your grandpap. Just stop, would he want you to do this?” She asked rather domineeringly.