"Someone help me, please help me"
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"The Adventuring Manual" a step by step guide on how to become an adventurer,how you become you have to register at a guild.After you register you have to go through a test to check your strengths and evaluate you (also so you don't sign yourself to a death contract because you thought you were up to task).
If you pass the test you will be evaluated into 1 of these 8 ranks depending on your strengths and how strong you are with those strengths.
F Ranks are either just recently registered adventurers or they are just weak,E-Ranks are stronger than F ranks but still weak.
D-ranks are stronger,C-Ranks are a big step up and they are finally strong,C-Ranks are strong and deserve recognition.
B-Ransk are are stronger than most people and are known to be cocky,A-Ranks are tremendously stronger.
S-Ranks are the strongest other than,wait Celestial Rank?Wait, was that last part of the monster ranking, it was the Celestial Ranks?
Celestial Ranks are the strongest people in the world according to this book, and I believe it.
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With this new found information I knew what to watch out for, and I knew what I needed to achieve.
"Celestial Rank"
But for now I'm just gonna train, have fun with my family, and become stronger and older.
Then suddenly my sister wanted to play again so I played, and played, and played, and played, over and over again.
And I was bored from playing all the time so I went out hunting with my dad one day.Then we encountered a wild bear,not any bear tho.
A Blood Bear,a wild blood bear in the forest.
I yelled and my dad looked, the bear got angry and scared that I yelled but got angrier. The bear attacked me and my dad were just barely able to dodge it.
And then in a blink of an eye the bear slashed my father, cutting him completely in half, me crying with his organs spilling out. I launched an attack at the bear distracting the bear.
While he was distracted I went to my dad and tried to help him but it was too late. He Died, with my father in my arms I carried what was left of him and ran home.
When I arrived home I was pale. My dad had a disgusting tone on his face and I was covered in blood, my whole family was in utter shock,disgust,terror, and sorrow.
I explained myself and people understood and said I was brave, but I felt far from brave. I felt guilt,sorrow,Anguish, and Anger.I was angry I let him die, and I was angry I did nothing.
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After the funeral I trained harder than ever, until my bones started to shake to one day be strong enough to kill that blood bear with my bare hands.
Soon I will be 16.
A/N:Sorry if it was too graphic but it had to be done.
Have a great day. :>