Hey!
Many of you old timers know I talk a ton of bullshit. Now my bullshit is getting turned into a novel or something similar.
Nowhere near done yet, nowhere near great yet. It's fantasy.
Would any of ye people be interested in maybe looking at some chapters soon?
I would prefer if you were regular posters/known around here. Not because I have an issue with fresh meat, but I would hate if some pantifa plants tried messing with my thing.
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He sometimes admits he has no clue what's going on (to himself, not to anyone, the ego monster), but he is good at silencing the inner voices telling him something is off.
He looks forward to it in a petty way. Like "huh, I will show it to everyone, anyone who was ever not 100% into me will fucking see now". When he is made to go and actually do it he panics a bit.
All in all, he explains everything with "but the universe does this, it knows best". He even thinks he has plot armor and because of that does these reckless, ridiculous things, like trying to charm bad guys with speaking to them and assuming they will "see the light". Which inevitably ends with his companions having to save his ass with pure violence.
It starts out "funny", as in you just have to look at this retard blundering around and everyone being baffled by why he is such a moron. Then I plan on it getting serious and traumatic for him when he realises that people just played along because of their own benefits and the outsiders he met probably assumed he was most likely kicked in the head by a horse as a kid or something.
Oh, it's okay, I like sperging about this. Plus, working on it does help me figure things out.
What he is supposed to get is this mantle of protecting the people from supernatural dangers. Goes around in his area, hunts down creatures and smaller magic-users who are up to no good. It's a ton of work and makes the person very isolated. You live a bit longer, maybe like 200 or so years, but it's hard work.
He thinks he only needs super basic, easy, joke "training" because he was born perfect. The truth is, you get parts of the consciousness and memories of the previous people who did this, which makes them... kind of jaded, but they understand the weight of their duty. So it really changes your personality and just shows how little you as a person matter as opposed to the mantle. (Learning this will fuck him up so bad.)
The village doesn't really tell him much, they just let this idiot imagine it being mega cool and nobody corrects him. They treat him like the kid you are not supposed to fight with because "he has an illness".
His parents are okay. They are not bad people, but not very involved with him because they feel guilty. I think they know they are assholes for allowing this whole mess, but they were not important/rich/powerful enough to say no, so they just took the benefits and tried not to get too attached to block the guilt.