It's been 1 month since authorities abandoned the slums and segregated the slums from every other part of the nation, crimes continued to infest my home, the slums.
I woke up in the early of morning from a mat with blanket which i called a bed, took a bath before going to work, I ate breakfast which is hard stale bread with a cup of water on the side, before i left the the home I pass many homes that are just like mine a small shaft building made out of wood and stone, it was only a matter of time until it breaks apart.
Not long after walking the uneven dirt road passing peoples suffering the same suffering everyone in the slums has, poverty. As I made it to the harbour where I usually worked there as a unloader for cargo, i wait as foreign merchants land and anchor themself near the harbour,
as i wait i decided to sit in the edge of the docks, swinging my legs that is touching the water, and looking at the water and seeing my reflection, the same person and the same mildly long black, blue eyes, and the same old scar going across the center of my face from a criminal attack weeks ago.
but at least i got a moment of peace, a small enjoyment in the hardship of life that remind me to keep going, but not long after i saw a merchant ships and now i have to endured life again and working to live.
I work in unloading goods to be taken to deliverance which large cart with horses pulling it for money but this time after working day to night getting coins and coins from it the last merchant should have payed me 10 coins for my work but instead they gave me 4 coins in their pocket, he then said this" I am sorry but currently we only have 4 to pay you but i wont just do injustice to you " he said before pausing a second then speaking " I will give you a tier 6 spell as substitution of that 6 coin i couldn't give you" before i can say anything he raise his hand to around his shoulder then open his palm before casting silently like he hiding the spell name then something like processed magic take form as some kind of blue smoke which move straight into my brain and seemly just pass through and i feel something slowly being building in my brain, its the code, programs, and the spell it self building inside me, but it shortly end for a few second and he say "well now am done" be turn back left and ordered his crew to sail again.
I walk back the same road as before this time, in a pretty pissy mood since that merchant just didn't pay me the 6 coins I was supposed to get and he doesn't even bother explaining what spell he gave me, I kept mumbling to myself as I gripped my hand tightly, It was getting dark and unexpected i heard somebody shouting at me " STOP MOVING AND DROP THAT COIN SACK ".
Unfortunately for me, it turns out it isn't only 1 guy but rather 3, they are clearly thieves that are trying to rob my hard work . I was already pissed at that merchant, NOW THIS!? I felt enraged, I will fight back this time to the people who have made the slums hell. Without much thinking I immediately used a spell.
my mind calculating and forming the shape of a translucent spear like projectile to form and then my mind form the tip of the projectile to be sharp, then the code use my fingers as spawn point for the projectile which i can choose which one, then the code add velocity to a foward montion to the projectile that mean it will lunge foward in a speed like arrows to whatever am currently pointing at.
i feel my mind being drained a bit as this spell and programs is done but i smiled to myself because these 3 dude aren't ready for what gonna hit them, i can already image what will happend, and it ending in my VICTORY
I aimed it forward then suddenly the spear like projectile appeared and launched to the first guy and making a SWISH sound, he tried using some kind of defense spell but he was too slow and his arm is now impaled. "BOHOO" I screamed in my heart as I heard his cries.
I felt great, I finally fought back and that spell I used barely drained my brain out soo I obviously used the spell again on the other thief and impaled his shoulder, the third thief ran away seeing the power and I almost cried tears of joy. I casted away at the third thief but missed leaving the third thief to run away through the darkness, the other 2 decided to also run away but they ended up leaving a few of their stuff like a dagger and coin which I took because finders keepers am I right? I also made sure to shout "COME BACK AGAIN NEXT TIME YA ROYSTER" and walked happily. But then I remember that these guys were probably from a larger gang in the slums considering how pathetic they were and I shouldn't have invited them to round 2
that joy became slight fear as i spend longer time in my bed trying to sleep and thinking about what the hell I just did and why it felt terrifying yet amazing.