Rebirth of the Sword Saint: A Reincarnation Epic Fantasy Saga by DB King

Author:DB King [King, DB]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2021-05-29T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

His home was burning.

Everything he knew and loved was burning in the distance.

The great crackling fire echoed out as Jin stood at the edge of the distant tree line of the western woods. The screams and shouts hit his ears, like a thundering drum. They were laughing and celebrating as they slaughtered through the remnants of his beloved home. Scores of armored men walked to and from the castle gates, bearing aloft great glimmering chests filled with gold and jewels – pilfered from the treasury, no doubt.

Jin gritted his teeth. He wanted nothing more than to charge back in there and slaughter every last one of the invaders who dared desecrate his home. Slitting their throats one by one once they fall asleep after their gruesome merriment was another option – a much safer one.

But the commander in him really couldn’t fault the soldiers for following the orders given to them. These people, barbaric and ill-mannered cretins though they were, did not come here of their own accord. They didn’t attack the lands of the Murasaki Clan just because they felt like it. No, someone was in charge of all this – the real enemy.

The Muramasa Clan will pay for what they’ve done to my family. His thoughts turned dark. Agito hummed at his hip, feeding on the negative emotions that radiated from its master. Jin’s hands closed into fists, shaking. I will kill all of you, down to the last child and the last servant. I’ll even kill all your damn pets for good measure. And the damn plants too!

All of them… they will all die—painfully. Oh no, their deaths wouldn’t be painless and quiet. He would ensure their suffering – hours and hours of constant torture. He’d even find a good healing spell just to make sure they don’t die outright. Jin would flay the head of the Muramasa Clan alive – then heal him, and salt his wounds, only to begin the cycle over again. Flay, heal, salt. Over and over.

The rest of the family can die by a thousand cuts – or maybe a hundred thousand. Their children he would feed to the dogs and the wild creatures.

As Jin’s mind ran amok, the blade at his hip lay deep in thought.

Agito hummed and shook, its dark surface growing darker as Jin turned away from the ruins of his home and walked out into the blackness between the trees. The shadows lingered over him, following his every step, like a cape. If anyone were to look upon him now, they would see not a child, but a demon of darkness and shadow, filled with hate and malice and bitterness, eyes blazing like smoldering coals. The trees themselves seemed to part before him; like ants, they scurried away from the walking avatar of malevolence.

Agito wept as Jin stalked onward. Never before had the living weapon experienced such gruesome and cruel thoughts. Never before had it tasted the same magnitude of bitterness and strife that its master now exuded.

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