Trial is over.

"Screw you! If I ever get the power I'm killing you bastard!" Marcus roared in anger.

"Hahahaha. Marcus. What can you do? You've been a peasant your whole life. Your parents were failures. There is nothing you will ever accomplish if I was Mr.Trokk I would've thrown you out long ago. You're quite useless if I'm being honest." He smirked.

"I'll become more powerful, you better kill me now or I'll come back and kill you. I swear!"

"Is that so? Then I should enjoy myself while I can!" Lucky broke every limb on Marcus's body and bit his foot over his head digging his head into the snow.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! Just stop!" 

*whoosh* a beautiful flame coated half his face as he gave into rage.

"I'll kill you I will kill you!" He yelled. Before passing out extinguishing the flame. 

"You passed today's lesson. I'll be back tomorrow."

Lucky healed Marcus before leaving.

Marcus slept for the rest of the night. He woke up extremely hungry and decided to  wander around for a bit looking for a source of water and food. 

He stumbled upon a lake. He took a deep breath and let his body rest by the lake. He washed the blood from his hands. 

"I don't know what torture ill have to endure today. But whatever it is he better be ready. Ill make him pay one day."

As Marcus was washing his hands and face he noticed his eyes became beautiful red and purple. Left being red. And purple being right. His usual tan skin seems pale now. 

He seems to have grown a bit taller as well. But none of that mattered. He had to think of how to use his sigil now. After a few hours into the day. Lucky appeared before him once again.

"Time for your second lesson."

"Screw off Lucky. If only I could kill you I would!"

"So today's lesson. Is hand to hand combat. Don't worry. You won't be fighting me, you'll be fighting a person without a sigil for food. I'm sure you're starving by now for your next meal."

"What? Who do I have to fight some hungry stranger?" 

"You lack hand to hand experience. Once you beat him you'll go up a level in opponents."

Marcus couldn't believe what he was hearing. But he had no other choice. He couldn't even kill himself if he wanted to.

"Meet us back at the cabin."

Marcus made his way to the cabin. Uncertain of what he did to deserve this.

Marcus has never really fought anyone. Uncertain of what his life will lead him too he decided to just go with it for now. However is certain of making Mr.Trokk and Lucky pay. He is certain they won't grant him freedom at all.

When Marcus arrived he saw a boney man who looked brittle and weak. 

"For this piece of meat you'll have to be the winner."

"I am not doing this." Marcus felt this was humiliating he would rather eat bugs than go through this.

"I thought you'd say that. How about if you lose you get your arm broken 10 times today?" Lucky smiled

"F*ck you!" Marcus was furious. With no other choice he got ready to fight the brittle man. 

When Lucky said go the brittle man lounged at Marcus and started biting him and pulling his hair.

Marcus was in shock he punched the boney body of the man but he wouldn't let go.

Marcus decided it's kill or be killed. He grabbed the man's skull and gouged his eyes while falling forward. The man tried to push Marcus off but Marcus was stronger. 

After a few minutes Marcus ended up killing the boney man.

"Here is your hard earned meal marcus."

"Tsk."

"You did well. There will be fights where you have to resort to anything to kill your opponent. It's a valuable lesson to learn."

"You're still rather weak. Over the next few weeks I'll get more challengers. I'll train you in hand to hand as well. I recommend you learn to use your sigil as soon as possible though. You only have 3 years left with me" Lucky smiled.

Marcus didn't touch the food he went to go look for something to eat instead.

Over the course of 6 months Marcus was brutally trained in the forest. Made to fight stronger opponents. Brutal hand to hand against Lucky. And tried to learn to control his sigil. At most he learned an ability called flame burst. Where he releases a small burst of flames. He can only do a few at a time since his body isn't strong enough to handle the sigils strain yet.

"You've progressed smoothly. You are about as experienced as a foot soldier in hand to hand. Now that the trial is over the real training will start. For the next 2 and half years you will reach the level of an elite guard. Once that is done I will enroll you into the empires military academy." Lucky chuckled.

Marcus nodded. He's a lot different from the past 6 months. He's bulkier. And is coated in scars. His eyes seem lifeless. And he cut his hair. He also decided to just give in for now. He wants to play the long game,for his revenge. For now he needs to get as strong as he can mostly since he doesn't know what they'll make him do for Mr.Trokk.

End