“Let me go.”

  “Naw.”

  Manhandled was the thief.

  And the one manhandling the thief was the tourist.

  “Grey, how are you alive?”

  “I dunno, guess.” Grey lightly smiled.

  The thief looked at the pursuers-now-be flesh with a heartrate spike of zero.

  Literally.

  “Child! Show me the wide wonders of the world!”

  “I’m an adult.”

  “Damn a loli.”

  “What?”

  “Slang of the cool kids!”

  “???”

  The tourist moved ahead. Dragging the captured thief with them. Leaving the messy scene.

  As if it never happened.

  regardless,

  Blood following the two in steps.

  I did not know.

  Indeed I did not know.

  This was a world where fists do the talking.

  Alright, who am I kidding?

  The low of the low not fisting?

  That’s heresy. Blasphemy. All good fantasies gotta have the thughoodigans!

  Oh.

  Hi.

  Howdy do.

  Today I wanted to do something normal.

  So I brought a guide! My battlebuddy.

  Exploration is now of the capital. The capitále of the Berlindos kingdom!

  Bernima.

  I think I said that before?

  Anywho, this capital like all capitals has histories. I mean history.

  The first king of this land wasn’t actually one!

  But a regent.

  This land was like part of some other country before it went the way of the Romans.

  Anywho, that regent was named Bernima. Strange name but uh, you know, times then, times now.

  Don’t judge.

  So anyways, that guy ruled the land until the dissolution of whatever that country was.

  This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.

  (I was too lazy to read it all okay.)

  Cuz he ruled it, the people there were like, ‘ehhh you just keep doing your thing’ and he was like ‘okeh’.

  Yeuh.

  So he was getting sort of old, but before that he was approached by a woman named uhh…

  I forgot her first name, but the last name was Duscin.

  Hey, that's the middle name!

  Then make love, make love.

  Then the child of the two was also pretty good at ruling so they just made him lord.

  So Lyas Duscin ruled till he got a wee too old too. Yeah don’t judge names. I bet one of you will.

  Then that guy was approached by a common family with a rare last name.

  Common… c-commoner famori.

  Yuah.

  So they was like ‘yo marry our daughter and we’ll uhhh make you rich’ is what they said.

  Lyas was quite the man for coin. Also a free daughter gift pack too I guess.

  So now in the world from the two was Harold I Duscin Berlindos.

  Yeah that family was them.

  Holy guaca bro.

  Harold was also quite decent at ruling and the people were like ‘yo we like you so… how bout you be king?’ and Harold was like ‘uhhhh…’ but the family was like ‘YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYES’ and his dad said whatever you wanted while his mother was like ‘accept it lil bro’ and he finally said yes.

  Naming this place after his grandfather.

  And thus the Duscin Berlindos now ruled part of this rock with that name.

  And here we are.

  In this day and age.

  How wonderful.

  Anyways, I am exploring this complex melting pot!

  Why?

  Didn’t I just say earlier?

  Gotta have fun!

  Though where should I go first?

  Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm….

  “Guide.”

  ….

  “Hey guide!”

  “zzz…Hueh?”

  Our guide was cruelly sleeping on the job.

  Wh–

  Where am I?

  “Guuuuuuuuuide!”

  The face of that dead man appeared.

  His neck fine.

  I have never seen a gods cruel joke.

  Now I see the living embodiment.

  The dead man had a face not believing something.

  “You sure you ain’t a child?”

  “I’m not.” I growled.

  The dead man's face twisted further.

  “That face,” he pointed at me. “Is criminal.”

  I don’t understand a thing this man says.

  But the meaning was something irrefutable.

  “Anyway, where to, guide!”

  “How would I know?”

  “Damn useless baggage on a fine day. Tsk tsk.”

  Useless baggage, my ass dead man.

  “Then thou will understandeth the ways of guiding!”

  “...”

  “Hey get up here.”

  “W-Wa– Hey!!! Waaaaaaaaitt!!!!!!!!!!”

  I’m gonna fall you fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!!!!!!

  “Tally ho! The great world awaits! …..I.”

  “Stop! Stop!! Can y– CAN YOU STOP MOVING–!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

  I can’t get my footing!

  “ARGHHHHHHHH STOP MOVING YOU STUPID–!!!!!!!”

  “Eh, I'm not stupid. I’m Dumb~!”

  “LET ME GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

  — —

  From the background, the eyes narrowed.

  The target still lived.

  A blemish.

  Though it can still be brushed under the rug still.

  Just a bit of time is needed.

  Seeing the target confirmed their lack of awareness.

  The body moved away to prepare.

  Fix the wrong as they say.

  The echoes drifted far.

  Nothing bad about it.

  Just that they would end soon.