I wake up in the morning to the sound of birds chirping. Feeling still tired a little and a small hangover but at the same time fulfilled. I look to my side and I see Miriam sleeping, clinging onto me. I should maybe get up and make breakfast for her, that would be a nice thing to do. I get up careful not to wake her up and head into her kitchen. I find some eggs and a single sausage so I decide that I'll make your bog standard breakfast. I crack four eggs onto the pan and fry the sausage. Two are for me and two are for her and she will get the whole sausage. I put the eggs and sausage onto a plate and onto a tray and bring it to her in bed.

Mason: Good morning beautiful.

Miriam sits in bed, rubbing her eyes and stretches out.

Miriam: Good morning, what are you making? It smells nice.

Mason: Just some eggs, nothing special. I brought it to you, since I believe that you are still tired from last night.

Miriam: What happened last night?

I place the tray in front of her and say: You can't remember.

It takes her a minute to remember but once it dawns on her what happened she blushes slightly, but a smile form on her lips. 

Miriam: You were good last night.

Mason: Same goes to you M'Lady.

Miriam: Oh stop it, just go back to Miriam, it feels strange when you say it like that.

Mason: I don't know, I like how M'Lady sounds.

And with that I am met with a pillow to the face. I deserve it. She starts to eat the meal I made for her, she seems to be enjoying it which makes me happy. Once she is done I sit beside her and look into her eyes. We exchange a sweet kiss on the lips.

Mason: So, Miriam, about last night.

Miriam: It was a good love making session. If that was your first time really, then you are born natural for that kind of stuff.

Mason: Thanks I guess, but I want to talk more about something else.

Miriam: About what?

Mason: Well, I finished in you last night.

Miriam looks shocked at this news. I guess she was so drunk that she can't remember.

Miriam: Fuck, shit. Are you serious?

I nod. This makes her start to panic slightly. I guess she didn't have this stuff planed out. I kind of feel bad, but what happened happened and it can't be changed.

Mason: Listen, I won't mind taking care of you if you do get pregnant.

Miriam: That is sweet of you, I mean, I don't hate it. It is just that I didn't think it would happen so soon.

Mason: Wait, how old are you?

Miriam: Wait, how old do you think I am? And I advise you to answer carefully.

Mason: Well, I think you might be about 25? Around there, more or less I don't know exactly.

Miriam: You are close. But I am currently 22 years old. 

Mason: Listen, I have to ask you something really important?

Miriam: What?

Mason: Would you leave with me if you could? 

Miriam: What do you mean by leave?

Mason: Well, go out into the world, explore different places and parts of this world. I do like this town, but it gets boring and i would like to go out. And I want to know would you go with me or stay here?

Miriam: I don't really know. I would like to go to different places. I have lived in this town for quite some time. It is a decent little town but it does get boring, there isn't much to do. How would you even travel? A horse can only get you so far.

Mason: Don't worry how. Would you do it?

Miriam: I don't know, I might have to think about it.

Mason: Oh, and another question I have.

Miriam: What?

Mason:  How would you react if I had other partners beside you?

Miriam: What are you trying to say?

I can see that her tone has gotten somewhat, how should I say it, aggressive. But I better ask now and maybe get a slap and cursing than later on.

Mason: Well, I would like to have multiple partners. I would take care of them of course but I really want to have multiple women in my relationship. I know it is greedy of me but it is my dream of some sort.

Miriam: So, I am guessing like some sort of harem. 

Mason: Yeah.

Miriam: Do you promise that you will give love and affection to all of us.

Mason: I promise.

Miriam: Fine, I'll see how it goes. But you better not be saying empty words, I hope, for your sake, that you know what you are talking.

Mason: I do.

I didn't expect such a reaction. I expected at least a slap, but this was way better outcome. Work won't be a problem for me honestly,  I can easily make a living area out of a ship or something like that. Even traveling won't be a problem. 

Me and Miriam spend some more time together. Enjoying each others company and cuddling. At evening I give her a goodbye kiss and head back to the inn. Have to get ready for tomorrows date with Sofie. I'll keep my uniform on, I won't change a thing. I think it looks decent. I wash myself and go to sleep.

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I am heading over to the guild to pick up Sofie. We agreed to meet there. I still have money from date with Miriam but I still picked up a little just in case. I am quite excited for this date. She is cute, there is no denying it. Miriam and her have different kind of charms, Sofie is more of a goofy and clumsy type of person.

As I walk in I see Friedrich standing there with a worried expression. What has gotten him in such a mood? I walk up to him, clearly something is wrong. 

Mason: Good day mister Friedrich.

Friedrich: Ah, greeting Mason. Say, have you seen Sofie by any chance?

Mason: No? I was supposed to meet her today, we are supposed to go out for a drink today.

Friedrich: Weird. Well, I haven't seen her in two days now. She was supposed to be here yesterday working but she wasn't. I assumed that she was sick so I didn't probe any further. 

Mason: Maybe she is really sick. How about we go and check in on her? Do you know where she lives?

Friedrich: I do. Well, since I don't have anything better to do let's see what is going on.

We both head out of the guild and in search of her home. I follow Friedrich, he truly is a big man, broad shoulders, I am kind of jealous, I want to built like a mountain. Or do I? There are perks to being smaller and skinnier. We chat along the way. He teases me about the 'drink' with her. He seems kind of glad that she is interested in someone. She is always so concentrated on her job that she doesn't really pay attention to other people. As we reach her home we immediately notice that the door is open. As we walk in we can clearly see that there had been a fight, furniture is a mess.

Friedrich: It seems there has been a break in and a struggle.

Mason: But she isn't here. Can it be a kidnapping?

Friedrich: As much as I would hate to admit it, it seems that it is. I have seen multiple scenes like these. Often they ended in murder and rarely had anyone been found guilty.

Mason: I hope that it doesn't end in that way. I hope we will find her alive.

Friedrich: I hope too.  But who could do such a thing?

Mason: Did she have any enemies, people that would want to hurt her.

Friedrich: No, not any that I know of. She did her job and didn't mess with other people. Many liked her, she was sweet and friendly. 

Mason: I can think of one person. But he has more of a problem with me than her.

Friedrich: And who might that be?

Mason: Zarn and his 'crew'. We had a, encounter, couple weeks back. 

Friedrich: Well one way to take down your enemy is to attack the thing he cares about. If it is true, I doubt that he will kill her. You are his target, and that is his advantage. 

Mason: I hope so too. What are we going to do?

Friedrich: Well. First things first we are going to go and search for them. And if that fails, we will use you as a bait. I am sorry that I say it like this.

Mason: No, no. It is ok. It is me that is the target and responsible for this mess.

Friedrich: How are you so calm boy? You might die.

Mason: I don't really know. I am the target, and I doubt that he can kill me.

Friedrich: Cocky aren't we. Are those baseless words you say or do they have some weight behind them.

Mason: I doubt that he can fight against magic that I have. And no, I won't ask what it is.

Friedrich: Hahahahaha... I like you boy. You are an interesting person. Full of mystery that you aren't going to tell.

We leave her house and spend the rest of the day searching. Searching every nook and cranny of this town and it's outskirts. Nothing. Where the hell could they be? He even called upon a couple of adventurers that he trusts to help us search. But nothing, nobody knows where they are. This worries me, who knows what they can be doing to her. If they do do something to her, I won't hesitate to bring down the heavy guns upon them. If it comes to the point where I need to escape I will do so with little to no hesitation. 

We spend two days in total searching for her but we found nothing. I think that there is only one option, use me as bait. And I think that Friedrich came to the same conclusion. So we spread out word that I would be ready to meet Zarn at an open field. We hoped that he was stupid and revenge hungry enough to come. Two days had passed since we sent out word, and we haven't seen him. And on the third day I was ready to give up, the night was silent and I was hoping that Sofie was safe. But then I see him, and his asshole pals. Then I saw Sofie, or, to my horror, her head. I could see the final emotion that was on it, fear. Friedrich was clearly angry, but I could feel something deep within me, awaken. 

Friedrich: Zarn?! Why did you kill her!? What did she do to you?!

Zarn: Oh nothing really, she denied me my feelings, and sided with that little asshole next to you. I enjoyed killing her, but I enjoyed even more playing with her. She was great I tell you. HAHAHAHHA.

Friedrich was disgusted but I was frozen, was it out of dread, or hate. I don't know but I couldn't move. Why did she die? All because of me.

Zarn: Look at that little cunt, he looks so scared. Oh I will enjoy killing you boy, I will kill you slowly and painfully. 

He tossed her head at my feet, her eyes looking up at mine. I kneel down and hold her head into my chest. I could hear him laughing but I could also hear another voice, cold and demonic.

The Voice: Kill them, show them no mercy. Let them feel fear and despair upon their final moments. 

I could feel tears flowing down my face and as I look up at them they all were shocked. Friedrich looked at me like I was a monster. Why? I wiped my tears and notice that they aren't tears, it is some kind of black liquid. I start to feel it flow out of my mouth and nose as well as eyes. The voice speaks louder than ever, I can feel some kind of hunger awakening deep within me.

Friedrich: Kid? What the hell is wrong with you?

Zarn looked terrified, his face brought me joy. 

The Voice: Look at them, they fear you. Kill them, so they may never hurt again. 

The dark mist starts to surround me, the same mist that my magic emits. Friedrich draws his sword and backs away. Zarn and his crew were stood still, clearly frozen by fear. I see that around me appear the same puppets that were given to me to help me control large vehicles, all armed with different weapons. They number in dozens.

Mason: Friedrich, back away. My target is not you, but they.
The Voice: Friedrich, My target is not you, but they.

Friedrich: What is going on here boy?! What are you?!

Mason: I do not know what I am. I know that I crave revenge, and this....this is my strength.!
The Voice: I do not know what I am. I know that I crave revenge, and this...this is our strength!

I start to extend my arm out, and point at Zarn and his friends. I don't feel like myself, I feel like a monster, and a commander. 

Zarn: Please forgive me! I will do anything! I will give myself up, please just don't kill me!

He is on the ground begging. I let out a chuckle.

Mason: Really? Anything?

Zarn: Yes, yes. Anything.

Mason: Then DIE!
The Voice: Then DIE!

They start to run. I can't help but laugh. I don't feel like the nice kid I was, I feel like a soulless monster. I like it.

Mason: FIIIIIRRRREEEE!!!!

With that command my puppets start to shoot, some have semi-automatic and some full-auto. They are gunned down like little rabbits, but as if they knew. They shoot Zarn in the knee and his falls on the ground screaming. I walk towards him, at the same time he tries to crawl away. Friedrich doesn't move, he watches me and my soldiers as I pass him and. I grab my pistol and hold it in my hand pointed to the ground. But I feel weight on my back, one that was not there. And the mist overtakes my right arms and I feel something forming in it. When it does fully materialize I see that it is a flamethrower.

Zarn: Please, I am sorry. Please let me live.

I hold the flamethrower nozzle and start the fire at the end. 

Mason: How many times did she beg you for mercy?! How can you expect mercy if you haven't showed it to an innocent soul. Any last words monster.

Zarn starts to cry, constantly begging. But his cries become quieter and quieter. My hand over the trigger, his cries bring me joy and comfort. I press the trigger and fuel that is soon light on fire ejects and covers him. He screams in absolute agony, he rolls on the ground. I laugh as I look down on him, he looks so funny screaming there. Friedrich looks at all of this with absolute horror. My puppets stare at him, looking at any chance that he will attack and protect me. 

Once Zarn had stopped screaming and the smell of a burnt corpse fills the air I turn around to face Friedrich. He gets into a stance, clearly ready to strike at any time. I don't feel anything. As if all emotions have been sucked out of me. That is when I feel a burning sensation on my skin and I start to cough a lot. I cough up a lot of that black liquid, I feel like I am dying once again. 

To my horror and shock I see a chunk of flesh fall from my face onto the ground. I start to dry up, as I am rotting in mere seconds, being mummified. Once the feeling has subsided I look myself through a reflection on a nearby body of water.

(From now on Mason will look like this, of course the uniform and weapons will change.)

I look like a zombie, maybe that is the price of my powers. This power isn't a baseless gift, this being called God that I met wasn't it's real person was it. I start to laugh out loud, laughing almost like a maniac. All the puppets disappear and my flamethrower turns back into a my Steyr. I turn back to face Friedrich. 

Friedrich: What the hell are you?

Mason: Even I don't know anymore. 

As I start to think about things I realize that I can't go back to the life I wanted. I am a monster now, I can't go back into town. I start to think of Miriam and Marie, Miriam might be bearing my child and Marie will be sad that we won't see each other. I clench my fist, I feel furious, mad and sad at the same time.

Mason: Friedrich? Can I ask of you to do something for me?

Friedrich: What?

Mason: Take care of Miriam for me and tell her I am sorry. You can tell her the truth or lie, you can choose. Promise me that you will take care of her and if she does have, her child and mine.

Friedrich: WHAT?! And who is that Miriam you speak of?

Mason: She works at the local brothel. And also, tell Marie the next time you see her that I am sorry. And that I can't say a proper goodbye.

Friedrich: You know I can't let you go, I will have to kill you. You are far too dangerous.

Mason: I won't allow you to kill me. But please promise me that you will take care of both of them. I have money left over and give it all to them. 

Friedrich: I promise that I will take care of that. But now, get ready for a fight.

I turn away from him and summon a plane. One that I personally always liked, the IL 2 Sturmovik.

Friedrich: What the hell?

I jump onto the wing and get into the cockpit. I start up the engine and increase the throttle to 100%. The engine roars as I start to move, gaining more and more speed until I can finally get off the ground. I look back at the town one more time, if I could cry, I would be weeping but I can't. I gain altitude and fly off into the night. A new chapter and a new life will now begging for me.

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Another long one. I decided that I will change up my original plans for this. Won't be evil but will be a little more murdery.