The Harem King 138 Chapter 138

"I don't know."

"Percy, did you take all the coins?"

"Yes, boss. Everything's here."

"Let's go!"

"But how about hi...?"

"The boy is dead! LEAVE HIM!"

I heard the all familiar dialogue of gangs and goons. They were only strong when together but alone, each one of them would kneel to beg for death to spare them.
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Those cretins were nothing but cowards, down to the last of them. But i has the not the hatred for them. Just the exact opposite in fact.

With their deed, i was given the chance to exist in this alien realm after all.

And my journey to the top started on this disgusting scorching day. Of filth and dust. I laid frozen in the hot earths until the echoes of their steps rang farther away from me.

After a couple more breaths, i could no longer hear them which was good enough for me.

"HAK!"

"HAK!"

"HAK!" i coughed out copious amounts blood that it seemed that i may have vomited down a piece of my lung or two.

It was fortunate that the stinking robbers was gone before they could hear me throw my innards up the ground. I tried standing up but my knees were weak.

There was pain everywhere. But pain was not an unfamiliar companion of mine. So i dragged my body by crawling on the same earths that i disdained. Five short meters took me almost 2 minutes to arrive.

But alas, the end was definitely worth it. I was under the shade of a tree which sheltered me from the hot gaze of the sun.

With my back on the ground, I took this time to properly inspect this wretched form and i couldn't help but sigh at its lamentable condition after i did.

My body was stabbed, torn and bruised by the extreme beatings it got. It even lost an eye in the process. But this was not to say that the previous owner of this sorry meatshield did not fight.

Not at all. The broken knuckles on my hands and the b.l.o.o.d.y fingers was testament enough of his will to live. Sadly, not all wishes can come true.

In the end, only the strong and wise can survive as winners in this dog eat dog world. I closed my eyes to rest and opened them after ten breaths.

There was a familiar strength that enabled my physique to return to its peak condition. I felt my body began to burn like liquid metal forged into being.

The temperature was unbearable but i never made a sound as my remaining eye burned into the distant sky. Ten more breaths later, which felt like an eternity of suffering for my own, i was then finally healed.

And even my punctured eye was restored anew. I stood on shaky legs but before long, it stopped from shaking completely. This was the final gift that the last vestiges of my soul power could expend.

After this, i was nothing but a lowly mortal.

"It been a quite a while, hasn't it?" i muttered to myself.

To feel this weak and this helpless with no a.s.surance of survival whatsoever, an almost unfamiliar experience. I smiled when i felt my heart burn for power.

A breath after, i took my first step to reaching that goal. After all, dreams won't come true unless i steal them from the high heavens with my own two hands.

"New adventures and p.u.s.s.ies alike. Here i come!"

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