Legendary Katar Asphalt (I)

"What are you doing?" I gave him my most menacing angry glare. The thought of seeing someone innocent getting beat up rubbed me the wrong way. Even this world had a fair share of bad things, and this was one of them.

Orska stuttered, trying his best to compose himself. He finally spoke with an indifferent attitude towards me. "He is not worth your time." He spat as his spit went flying towards Stryd's face, dousing him completely in it. "I thought he would be of some use, but now he's worthless."

The word worthless made Stryd cringe. Even I grimaced when he said that word. I don't like people talking down on me, but seeing another fanned my anger. Just because one couldn't see one's personal value didn't mean they had the right to put them down!

"I have seen a half-orc human wield the Legendary Katar Asphalt, but for this child to fail." Orska shook his head, disgusted that Stryd didn't succeed. His right foot pulled back, he kicked Stryd hard, causing him to fall over cringing in pain. Then he straightened himself up, spat at Stryd again as Stryd groaned. "I must go out and search for another one. He had doomed our race. Completely useless!"

I snapped my right-hand strike forward, squashing him to the point where part of my weight was pushing down on him. Orska squirmed, unable to get out of my hold, I clamped down on him even harder to the point, he was taking shallow breaths. The sound of breaking bones could be heard as Orska yelled out in pain. Slowly, I lowered my head to his face. My lips opened, showing off a deadly pair of sharp fangs as drool dripped down onto his face.

"There is no such thing as useless, ORC." I was furious. There was no way that he was going to get away from what he had done to Stryd. Even though I barely knew him, I wasn't going to turn a blinds eye towards injustice. "You have pushed my last straw. I don't care if your whole species is wiped out from here on out. For I won't ever help you or your kind."

"You don't understand!" Orska cried out. He cringed even more. Yelping out in pain as I pushed down further, he cowered at my fuming anger. "This is the world that we are…..talking about!"

"Screw the world!" I roared, causing the building to shake violently. "If the world has to see such injustice because of being half, it can be damned!" I was so angry that words just unconsciously spilled out my mouth without a second thought. Seeing something like this boiled my temper. I wanted to kill him here and now.

"Please!" Orska cried out, his voice becoming a whisper as his windpipe was being squashed. "Please…..don't…..kill...me." He couldn't breathe, and his eyes rolled backward.

What did it matter if one more bug was gone from this world? None, I wasn't completely human anymore, to begin with. As my hand pushed down even harder, and the sound of breaking bones intensified, I felt a light touch on my arm. I snapped towards the direction and saw Phil's handsome face stare at me with a soft expression. He slowly shook his head.

"Berry." Phil calmly spoke towards me with a very calm voice. Something about his voice made me feel unusually calming as if there was a wash of magic to quell my anger. "You should stop."

I briefly stopped for a moment. "Why should I?" I started to be peeved by his words. Shouldn't this be justice enough? Killing him right here? Right now, I think so, and I was damned that Orska was going to get away free for what he had done.

"Because you are scaring him."

"Him?" I wasn't sure who he was talking about. Scaring Orska was a good thing. Actually, it was great, and I hope he stayed scared his whole life. Then when I saw Phil motioned his head towards Styrd, I understood. Right now, I looked like a monster, and I knew it way too well. Stryd was shivering from fear as he quickly glanced towards me than towards Orska as he squeaked in fright when our eyes met. Scrambling backward, he put up his hands in front of him in the hopes I wouldn't kill him.

When I saw fear in his eyes, I knew I pushed a bit too much. Killing wasn't something I always resort to as a solution. Yes, it was a solution, but that wasn't me. I felt ashamed of how barbaric I was, but the thought of destroying the life out of Orska and every Orc that bullied Styrd raged in my soul. Doing genocide wasn't completely on my agenda; it was all anger talking, and I knew that I would regret stealing so many lives later on down my life.

"I know Orska is….quite a character," Phil took a quick pitiable look at Orska, but his face quickly changed back to a stern expression, telling Orska that he deserved every bit of it. "But you shouldn't kill him. He's a Stargazer and the only one in this world."

"So?" I stated. Stargazer, my ass, who cares! With an angry snap of my voice, I replied.

"Stargazer's aren't always to be trusted. The future is paved by our own hands, Phil. Not by the words of someone like him."

There were chances that Orska had just used his foresight to gain for his own benefit, and I was sure of it. I don't know what he would achieve, but it would definitely be a worldwide recognition for himself.

"But, that's not how the world sees it. His words could move the whole world, Berry. If he dies, we will have the world against you."

"Then, so be it." I started to push down.

"Berry, think about this. I don't want to see you die." Phil quickly spoke, "Are you going to turn into the seventh legendary creature that damned this whole world? I don't see you as someone like that. I know you. What you said was purely out of anger."

His words reaffirmed my thoughts, the small angelic voice that continued to ring in my head, telling me to stop. That this wasn't the way to go.

"You don't completely know me, Phil. We only knew each other for a short amount of time, and already during the five years, you have changed more than I." I snorted, blowing smoke out of my nose. The devil in me was slowly winning, but somehow the angelic side was keeping it at bay. "You, a being that is considered a demon lord, have compassion? I don't believe that is in your dictionary."

"What do you mean, Demon Lord?" Phil started confused. "I never said I was one."

"It doesn't matter." I knew I messed up, but I didn't care anymore. My draconic self was still simmering with anger and wanted justice here and now. I could feel the well of power coursing in me, getting stronger and stronger.

Orska started to wake back up; he groaned in pain, but couldn't move. My eyes glowed gold; turning towards Orska, I lowered my head close to his face. I was an inch away from tearing off his head, but I held myself back. Something in me was pushing me forward to speak.

"Stargazer, for your arrogance to manipulate time. I shall take your gift from you." My voices boomed outwards, my mind was becoming numb as if something was possessing my body. I felt a swell of power erupted outwards, washing everything in the vicinity.

A bright sheen of power erupted outwards, smashing into Orska as his body spazzed uncontrollably. Blood-curdling screams erupted out of his lips, while his eyes rolled back once again. A wisp of power started to trail out of Orska's mouth. Eventually, the auric power started to stream out like a broken dam and into my body as if I was sucking out his soul. For a moment there, I thought I had gone to the dark side in stealing his soul, but that wasn't it.

The energy inside Orska was eventually depleted, leaving him looking like an empty husk. He flinched a couple of times, so I knew that he was still alive. His whole appearance had slightly changed. The lean but well-toned looking Orc was gone, and now he was just a skinny Orc made out of bones with gray hair. Even his fingers and skin were all wrinkly like a real old Orc.

I, on the other hand, felt the Legendary Katar Asphalt flying towards me. It stopped and floated in front of me. Suddenly, the swirl of magical energy that I sucked away was somehow crept its way over towards the weapon and into the weapon itself as if it was part of it.

Right after, information spilled into my mind like a torrent of waves.

Legendary Katar Asphalt

A legendary weapon imbued with the power of Earth. It has the power to create and destroy mountains. Its monstrous strength gives the owner one hundred times their normal strength. It has a natural nullifying ability to counter the Titan's horrible smell. Hero Bo was the holder of this weapon. The weapon chooses the master to wield its great power. Only the chosen Orc Species will be able to pull out all of its power.

***** Future Sight- special ability is given to the wielder of the weapon to be able to see small glimpses into the future, depending on one's own skill. *****

I was shocked by what I had just read; the Stargazer's ability was inside the Legendary Katar Asphalt as if it was its own unique skill. This was indeed a blessing and a curse. Now the wielder could see the future, but at the same time, cursed with seeing it. A double edge gift and I wasn't too sure how I liked it.

When I looked back at the Orska, I didn't feel a sense of guilt at all. Instead, I was quite pleased that he lost his ability. Even if he didn't die, he now couldn't do anything.

The Legendary weapon glowed bright, and suddenly it disappeared in a blink of an eye back inside me.

"W-w-what have you done?" Orska groaned in pain, he tried to get up, but he couldn't. Pain shot through his very core, making it difficult for him to even move. "W-w-why?" He gasped. "I have done so much to help this world."

I snorted at his words. His helping this world was complete bull. I felt like he was only using people from the beginning. The way he lured Phil, then me to get to the Legendary weapon, and now was going to use Styrd as well when he becomes a Hero. It all made sense. He probably would've swayed the whole Orc tribe to his own bidding if he continued to have his way.

Though I had to wonder why he didn't see all this coming, he was a seer. The thought of him seeing his future was a high possibility, but it seemed it wasn't the case.

My hand lifted off Orska's broken body, I turned and gazed around. All the other maids and butler type Orcs scattered away, hiding from my anger. They didn't want to end up like Orska, so they didn't stay a second longer.