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“No!” Victor proclaimed with a surprisingly serious tone as he turned to face his fiery companion,
“Heck no, as the mouse would say!” He said with a light stomp of his foot a sigh as he paced around, attempting to craft the words that would dispel the myth from the young maiden’s mind.
“I am not a good person in any sense of the word so stop thinking that! I can’t afford to be a good person. My role doesn’t allow it.”
“Why would your “role” not allow you to be a good person?” Kayleigh raised an eyebrow, not sure what to make of the sudden outburst.
“I am the second, the vice-captain, that’s all I have ever been and I know how to do it well. I can make my master’s enemies tremble in terror, I can keep the more ambitious of our group in line. I am the one who when my master does something that leads to us all potentially risking death, takes the fall.” Victor sighed as he fell backwards leaning against a rock as he watched the horizon whilst he turned inwards.
“I need to be the guy that when the bigger dude is being too nice, or too egotistical, or starts to think of himself as untouchable, will remove the threats they can’t even see, or die trying. I need to be brutal, violent and selfish because they make me a talent that is unparalleled at what I do.”
“Surely it can’t be that fucking bad?” Kayleigh shot back as Victor laughed.
“Oh, it wasn’t until I stopped. I let myself care, I let my guard down, made friends, Erik, Shay, Agnes and even that brat of a ninja. And then when I actually thought I could maybe ease off on being what I thought I had to be.” Victor laughed madly.
“We got attacked, and whilst I was being some “good guy” helping civilians evacuate, one of my friends died, and my reason, my very reason for being in that world got sent to a hell dimension to burn for an eternity. I got to find out that most of the civilians I had helped save ended up eaten or violated by bandits, sometimes both! And all because I could not do my job, leave some civilians to die, and shank the life out of the robot mouse!” Turning away from the brunette, Victor wiped away a drop of moisture from his eyes.
“Every day I wake, I am reminded that because of the one time I tried to play the hero, I got someone I care about killed, and now I have to face their kid, and someone who put so much faith in me through immeasurable torment. So please when you are talking about curses…”
Victor turned with a forced smile “Please at least try to keep it entertaining if I can deal with that surely we can use this time to perfect a stand-up routine!” Victor cackled, causing his companion to throw a fist at him in a blaze of anger.
“I thought you were serious!” She shouted
“Oh more than you know my burning princess, more than you know, just don’t let the failure of fear stop you from going all out, otherwise you will die here.”
“Heck no, as the mouse would say!” He said with a light stomp of his foot a sigh as he paced around, attempting to craft the words that would dispel the myth from the young maiden’s mind.
“I am not a good person in any sense of the word so stop thinking that! I can’t afford to be a good person. My role doesn’t allow it.”
“Why would your “role” not allow you to be a good person?” Kayleigh raised an eyebrow, not sure what to make of the sudden outburst.
“I am the second, the vice-captain, that’s all I have ever been and I know how to do it well. I can make my master’s enemies tremble in terror, I can keep the more ambitious of our group in line. I am the one who when my master does something that leads to us all potentially risking death, takes the fall.” Victor sighed as he fell backwards leaning against a rock as he watched the horizon whilst he turned inwards.
“I need to be the guy that when the bigger dude is being too nice, or too egotistical, or starts to think of himself as untouchable, will remove the threats they can’t even see, or die trying. I need to be brutal, violent and selfish because they make me a talent that is unparalleled at what I do.”
“Surely it can’t be that fucking bad?” Kayleigh shot back as Victor laughed.
“Oh, it wasn’t until I stopped. I let myself care, I let my guard down, made friends, Erik, Shay, Agnes and even that brat of a ninja. And then when I actually thought I could maybe ease off on being what I thought I had to be.” Victor laughed madly.
“We got attacked, and whilst I was being some “good guy” helping civilians evacuate, one of my friends died, and my reason, my very reason for being in that world got sent to a hell dimension to burn for an eternity. I got to find out that most of the civilians I had helped save ended up eaten or violated by bandits, sometimes both! And all because I could not do my job, leave some civilians to die, and shank the life out of the robot mouse!” Turning away from the brunette, Victor wiped away a drop of moisture from his eyes.
“Every day I wake, I am reminded that because of the one time I tried to play the hero, I got someone I care about killed, and now I have to face their kid, and someone who put so much faith in me through immeasurable torment. So please when you are talking about curses…”
Victor turned with a forced smile “Please at least try to keep it entertaining if I can deal with that surely we can use this time to perfect a stand-up routine!” Victor cackled, causing his companion to throw a fist at him in a blaze of anger.
“I thought you were serious!” She shouted
“Oh more than you know my burning princess, more than you know, just don’t let the failure of fear stop you from going all out, otherwise you will die here.”