Chapter 110
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Hey guys, I know I have been gone for quite a while now and some of you even started to wonder if this is truly the end of the novel. Well, I am here to tell you, no, the story will continue, but in another form.
It has been nearly a year since I have started writing this novel and during that time I have learned much. Now I will admit there are some issues with the novel and going back to it to try and fix it would take way too much time. I do not want to give up on the story so I have decided to do a rewrite. On the anniversary of the novel, there will be a new rewrite up, I will be posting a few chapters ahead on p@treon, you can check it would if you want a good head start.
Thanks!
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"Like I said, there are many types of ghosts out there, the word ghost just means an apparition of a dead thing. So there are many different types of dead things.
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What you guys have seen so far is only three types of ghosts.
You have meet Peeves, obviously, who is a poltergeist. Poltergeist are all trouble makers and get up to all sorts of mischief, but other than that they are mostly harmless.
The other type of ghost you guys must have seen is a living ghost. It may sound rude and harsh, but living ghosts are all just people who were too afraid of the unknown. They are simply people too scared to die and move on to the afterlife!
I will admit that there are some who held on to grief, so that is why they did not move on. Like, for example, the person that comes to my mind is the Bloody Baron. Though I have to confess, I am really surprised that the man did not turn into an evil spirit or a wraith. Ugh!"
"I do not like how you looked when you said evil spirit or wraiths. Aren't I'm right brother?" Fred said, but he did not pause to get any replay from his twin. He simply moved on and peppered me more question. "So what is these evil spirits or wraiths?"
I, on the other hand, did not have time to have a good old, educational chat with him so that I could slowly, carefully, and fully, explain and answer each and every question of his. So, I cut him down where he stood and said, "Fred, we have something or maybe someone, we got to give the beniefit of the doubt, but still I highly doubt it. Anyways we got that, whatever it is, wanting to scare us at very least, but most likely kill us. Now then, you want me to, I do not know, start explain stuff to you and what not, right NOW!"
"MM!" I said as I rubbed at my forehead, trying to keep away the headache. "Okay, you know what, I will explain it, I think whatever is out there will give us some time to do so. They have been generous enough to leave us along for quite some time. Isn't that right, whoever you are!" I screamed out loud the last sentence, into the empty darkness surrounding us from all sides.
"I think we have a quite the civil ghost haunting us, a well mannered one." I said to no one in particular, as I chuckled to myself, and it was a dark and bleak chuckle, if there ever was one. If you think of it from another angle, we just might be nothing in their eyes, no threat at all. And that terrifies me very much, if that is true.
I shook my head to myself, to shake away the fear sprouting out in my heart. My mother taught to be better than to be a coward. Those lessons that she has been teaching me all those years was not all about magic and what not, NO! It was more than that! She taught me, how to be a WIZARD! A TRUE wizard.
And a true wizard does not shrink away from a scary and terrifying opponent. Maybe they might be wise enough to stay away from that powerful opponent, and you know, not go in unprepared, without knowing a single clue about this opponent.
But still. That should not stop me. Nothing should stop me. I should go head long and fac-
And at that moment, a part of me, a very small part of me, one so small and inquisitive. Knew that I FUCKED UP. These kinds of thing are not the sort of messes that my mother would advise me to get into, at all, period. If she was here, firstly she would not do something as idiotic as this. Secondly, she would be rightly afraid, of A, facing an enemy that she has no clue what it is, and B, facing something this creepy as fuck.
So right about now, she would be looking for a fucking way out this shit pile. Oh, yes. She would also leave these two red heads behind. She was always of the mentality, you don't have to outrun the bear, you just have to outrun the sucker. Ahhh! That is my mother for you, BADASS.
But like I said, that was a very tiny part of me. The whole rest of me, was blood pumped! I just gave myself a great speech and I was ready to face the WORLD.
Uh huh! That right there, ladies and gentlemen, is the perfect example of the folly of youth. The lack of good sense, or any normal amount of prudence, and most importantly of all, no foresight at all. Also let's not forget, the grand folly in thinking that he or she could take on the whole world. That is youth, in its essence.
Anyways back to foolish little old me and my idiotic thoughts.
If this 'thing' decided to gives us some time before it stuck out and finished us off. Then it shall be time that will be well spent, preparing. I searched my pockets for any weapons, useful items, and maybe even some salt while I am at. Who knows maybe supernatural will turn out to be right.
As I did that, my mind raced, as spells kept on popped to the forefront of my mind, looking for any that could be useful against ghosts. But I never forgot one thing, to keep on talking about all the ghost I know.
When I started to talk about the types ghosts I knew, our opponent stopped scaring half to death with its antiques.
I was thinking sarcastically, who knows maybe the ghost is curious of what type it is. Like that would ever be true.
But O ho ho, what I did not know was that, it was exactly like that.
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Hey guys, I know I have been gone for quite a while now and some of you even started to wonder if this is truly the end of the novel. Well, I am here to tell you, no, the story will continue, but in another form.
It has been nearly a year since I have started writing this novel and during that time I have learned much. Now I will admit there are some issues with the novel and going back to it to try and fix it would take way too much time. I do not want to give up on the story so I have decided to do a rewrite. On the anniversary of the novel, there will be a new rewrite up, I will be posting a few chapters ahead on p@treon, you can check it would if you want a good head start.
Thanks!
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"Like I said, there are many types of ghosts out there, the word ghost just means an apparition of a dead thing. So there are many different types of dead things.
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What you guys have seen so far is only three types of ghosts.
You have meet Peeves, obviously, who is a poltergeist. Poltergeist are all trouble makers and get up to all sorts of mischief, but other than that they are mostly harmless.
The other type of ghost you guys must have seen is a living ghost. It may sound rude and harsh, but living ghosts are all just people who were too afraid of the unknown. They are simply people too scared to die and move on to the afterlife!
I will admit that there are some who held on to grief, so that is why they did not move on. Like, for example, the person that comes to my mind is the Bloody Baron. Though I have to confess, I am really surprised that the man did not turn into an evil spirit or a wraith. Ugh!"
"I do not like how you looked when you said evil spirit or wraiths. Aren't I'm right brother?" Fred said, but he did not pause to get any replay from his twin. He simply moved on and peppered me more question. "So what is these evil spirits or wraiths?"
I, on the other hand, did not have time to have a good old, educational chat with him so that I could slowly, carefully, and fully, explain and answer each and every question of his. So, I cut him down where he stood and said, "Fred, we have something or maybe someone, we got to give the beniefit of the doubt, but still I highly doubt it. Anyways we got that, whatever it is, wanting to scare us at very least, but most likely kill us. Now then, you want me to, I do not know, start explain stuff to you and what not, right NOW!"
"MM!" I said as I rubbed at my forehead, trying to keep away the headache. "Okay, you know what, I will explain it, I think whatever is out there will give us some time to do so. They have been generous enough to leave us along for quite some time. Isn't that right, whoever you are!" I screamed out loud the last sentence, into the empty darkness surrounding us from all sides.
"I think we have a quite the civil ghost haunting us, a well mannered one." I said to no one in particular, as I chuckled to myself, and it was a dark and bleak chuckle, if there ever was one. If you think of it from another angle, we just might be nothing in their eyes, no threat at all. And that terrifies me very much, if that is true.
I shook my head to myself, to shake away the fear sprouting out in my heart. My mother taught to be better than to be a coward. Those lessons that she has been teaching me all those years was not all about magic and what not, NO! It was more than that! She taught me, how to be a WIZARD! A TRUE wizard.
And a true wizard does not shrink away from a scary and terrifying opponent. Maybe they might be wise enough to stay away from that powerful opponent, and you know, not go in unprepared, without knowing a single clue about this opponent.
But still. That should not stop me. Nothing should stop me. I should go head long and fac-
And at that moment, a part of me, a very small part of me, one so small and inquisitive. Knew that I FUCKED UP. These kinds of thing are not the sort of messes that my mother would advise me to get into, at all, period. If she was here, firstly she would not do something as idiotic as this. Secondly, she would be rightly afraid, of A, facing an enemy that she has no clue what it is, and B, facing something this creepy as fuck.
So right about now, she would be looking for a fucking way out this shit pile. Oh, yes. She would also leave these two red heads behind. She was always of the mentality, you don't have to outrun the bear, you just have to outrun the sucker. Ahhh! That is my mother for you, BADASS.
But like I said, that was a very tiny part of me. The whole rest of me, was blood pumped! I just gave myself a great speech and I was ready to face the WORLD.
Uh huh! That right there, ladies and gentlemen, is the perfect example of the folly of youth. The lack of good sense, or any normal amount of prudence, and most importantly of all, no foresight at all. Also let's not forget, the grand folly in thinking that he or she could take on the whole world. That is youth, in its essence.
Anyways back to foolish little old me and my idiotic thoughts.
If this 'thing' decided to gives us some time before it stuck out and finished us off. Then it shall be time that will be well spent, preparing. I searched my pockets for any weapons, useful items, and maybe even some salt while I am at. Who knows maybe supernatural will turn out to be right.
As I did that, my mind raced, as spells kept on popped to the forefront of my mind, looking for any that could be useful against ghosts. But I never forgot one thing, to keep on talking about all the ghost I know.
When I started to talk about the types ghosts I knew, our opponent stopped scaring half to death with its antiques.
I was thinking sarcastically, who knows maybe the ghost is curious of what type it is. Like that would ever be true.
But O ho ho, what I did not know was that, it was exactly like that.
Hey guys, I know I have been gone for quite a while now and some of you even started to wonder if this is truly the end of the novel. Well, I am here to tell you, no, the story will continue, but in another form.It has been nearly a year since I have started writing this novel and during that time I have learned much. Now I will admit there are some issues with the novel and going back to it to try and fix it would take way too much time. I do not want to give up on the story so I have decided to do a rewrite. On the anniversary of the novel, there will be a new rewrite up, I will be posting a few chapters ahead on p@treon, you can check it would if you want a good head start.Thanks!----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------"Like I said, there are many types of ghosts out there, the word ghost just means an apparition of a dead thing. So there are many different types of dead things. Find authorized novels in Webnovelfaster updates, better experiencePlease click www.webnovel.com for visiting. What you guys have seen so far is only three types of ghosts.You have meet Peeves, obviously, who is a poltergeist. Poltergeist are all trouble makers and get up to all sorts of mischief, but other than that they are mostly harmless.The other type of ghost you guys must have seen is a living ghost. It may sound rude and harsh, but living ghosts are all just people who were too afraid of the unknown. They are simply people too scared to die and move on to the afterlife!I will admit that there are some who held on to grief, so that is why they did not move on. Like, for example, the person that comes to my mind is the Bloody Baron. Though I have to confess, I am really surprised that the man did not turn into an evil spirit or a wraith. Ugh!""I do not like how you looked when you said evil spirit or wraiths. Aren't I'm right brother?" Fred said, but he did not pause to get any replay from his twin. He simply moved on and peppered me more question. "So what is these evil spirits or wraiths?"I, on the other hand, did not have time to have a good old, educational chat with him so that I could slowly, carefully, and fully, explain and answer each and every question of his. So, I cut him down where he stood and said, "Fred, we have something or maybe someone, we got to give the beniefit of the doubt, but still I highly doubt it. Anyways we got that, whatever it is, wanting to scare us at very least, but most likely kill us. Now then, you want me to, I do not know, start explain stuff to you and what not, right NOW!""MM!" I said as I rubbed at my forehead, trying to keep away the headache. "Okay, you know what, I will explain it, I think whatever is out there will give us some time to do so. They have been generous enough to leave us along for quite some time. Isn't that right, whoever you are!" I screamed out loud the last sentence, into the empty darkness surrounding us from all sides."I think we have a quite the civil ghost haunting us, a well mannered one." I said to no one in particular, as I chuckled to myself, and it was a dark and bleak chuckle, if there ever was one. If you think of it from another angle, we just might be nothing in their eyes, no threat at all. And that terrifies me very much, if that is true.I shook my head to myself, to shake away the fear sprouting out in my heart. My mother taught to be better than to be a coward. Those lessons that she has been teaching me all those years was not all about magic and what not, NO! It was more than that! She taught me, how to be a WIZARD! A TRUE wizard.And a true wizard does not shrink away from a scary and terrifying opponent. Maybe they might be wise enough to stay away from that powerful opponent, and you know, not go in unprepared, without knowing a single clue about this opponent.But still. That should not stop me. Nothing should stop me. I should go head long and fac-And at that moment, a part of me, a very small part of me, one so small and inquisitive. Knew that I FUCKED UP. These kinds of thing are not the sort of messes that my mother would advise me to get into, at all, period. If she was here, firstly she would not do something as idiotic as this. Secondly, she would be rightly afraid, of A, facing an enemy that she has no clue what it is, and B, facing something this creepy as fuck.So right about now, she would be looking for a fucking way out this shit pile. Oh, yes. She would also leave these two red heads behind. She was always of the mentality, you don't have to outrun the bear, you just have to outrun the sucker. Ahhh! That is my mother for you, BADASS.But like I said, that was a very tiny part of me. The whole rest of me, was blood pumped! I just gave myself a great speech and I was ready to face the WORLD.Uh huh! That right there, ladies and gentlemen, is the perfect example of the folly of youth. The lack of good sense, or any normal amount of prudence, and most importantly of all, no foresight at all. Also let's not forget, the grand folly in thinking that he or she could take on the whole world. That is youth, in its essence.Anyways back to foolish little old me and my idiotic thoughts.If this 'thing' decided to gives us some time before it stuck out and finished us off. Then it shall be time that will be well spent, preparing. I searched my pockets for any weapons, useful items, and maybe even some salt while I am at. Who knows maybe supernatural will turn out to be right.As I did that, my mind raced, as spells kept on popped to the forefront of my mind, looking for any that could be useful against ghosts. But I never forgot one thing, to keep on talking about all the ghost I know.When I started to talk about the types ghosts I knew, our opponent stopped scaring half to death with its antiques.I was thinking sarcastically, who knows maybe the ghost is curious of what type it is. Like that would ever be true.But O ho ho, what I did not know was that, it was exactly like that.
