Chapter 338 The Weight Of A Burden (Part 1)

Kaizen watched Gorgath fall to his knees with a mixture of pity and contempt. He had no sympathy for Gorgath, for he was a traitor to his race, but he also couldn't help but feel a little compassion for someone who had lost everything he loved and fought for.

He wondered if Gorgath knew that not only were the humans the winners of the war, but so were all the races that had room to grow on Midgard, such as the Descragons, the Dwarves, and other races.

In a way, Kaizen knew that Gorgath's life would not be easy, even after his release from the Lost Garden. Aside from losing everything he once knew, he was the only legitimate elf on Midgard. He would have to be careful with that responsibility, and Kaizen knew it, for as Gorgath himself said, he was unique. He was a psyker, a being who could see and talk to spirits, copy abilities, and see the signs that no one else on the worlds could see.

After the situation calmed down and Gorgath said he would take some time to think, Korgrak warned Kaizen that he would keep an eye on the NPC and leave him at the base of the Metal Dragons. Since he was an elf, he was an important character who could provide some important missions or information, so they weren't going to abandon him on the street even after they found out what he was doing. She said that if they had any problems, they would call him immediately, since Kaizen seemed to be the only person Gorgath would listen to.

Kaizen agreed, feeling that he owed Korgrak for helping him after he had fainted.

When Kaizen left the Metal Dragons' base, accompanied by the Black Cloud mare, he rode to his own home. He had many things to think about after the events in the Lost Garden, and he wondered if he had done the right thing in sparing Gorgath's life and leaving him with Korgrak. Kaizen knew that man could not be trusted, but he thought:

If she wants to stay with this NPC because she thinks he might be useful, she must be right. Her ability to see statistics must be even better than mine. And I can't blame her, I've cast my lot with a demon.

When he reached his shop, which was a large wooden house, he greeted Og'tharoz, who was asleep leaning over the main counter, and the demon woke up a little, still sleepy.

"Ergh... You're back for the second time in one day, what a rarity... How was your day?" Og'tharoz asked, getting up a little lazily. It was already dusk on Midgard.

Kaizen, who was walking to his storage room to store some monster drops, stopped in the middle of the hallway, turned around, and answered:

"It was... busy."

"I can see that. You look tired and worried."

"É... let's just say I met someone who not only changed my perspective on some things, but changed something inside of me." Kaizen said, referring to the fact that he no longer had the <Telekinesis> ability.

"Who? A friend? No, maybe it was a lover?" Og'tharoz asked curiously, putting his hand to his chin. He had a libidinous smile on his face.

"None of those...well, maybe he falls into the enemy category, or something like that." Kaizen said vaguely.

"You're not making sense."

"I know... it's complicated." Kaizen said.

"Well, why don't you tell me about it? Maybe I can help you figure it out. As a demon, I know a lot of things." He put his hands on his waist and lifted his chin in triumph, but then changed his face. "Well, maybe I don't know as much as the woman who's living in our basement now without paying rent. Have you seen what she has done to our house? Where did she get so many books and shelves?"

Kaizen smiled. "Did you care about the books and the shelves? What about the space she made?"

"Nah! The more space the better, it increases the value of the land."

Kaizen sighed with a smile, moved closer to the counter, and sat down in an armchair. Og'tharoz flew over to his side and sat down in another chair.

"So, are you going to tell us why you look so tired?" asked Og'tharoz.

Since the demon was curious and Kaizen had time, the psyker told him everything that had happened with Gorgath, the Lost Garden, Korgrak, and the metal dragons. He didn't leave out any details because he trusted Og'tharoz completely and knew that he would not judge or betray him, after all, he had known that Kaizen was a Psyker for a long time.

Og'tharoz listened intently to the story, occasionally asking questions or making comments. He seemed fascinated by the story, even by how Kaizen felt when he fought the Guardians, or when he punched Gorgath in the face.

"So you left him with Korgrak?" Og'tharoz asked when Kaizen had finished.

"Yes... I thought it was the best thing to do." Kaizen said.

"Why? Don't you think he deserves some punishment for what he did?"

"I don't know. Maybe he deserves it, but I also feel that he has suffered enough.... Losing everything he loved, being imprisoned for centuries, and finally being punished by his own people," Kaizen said. Kaizen said. "I know that maybe he had his reasons, maybe he saw something we can't." Kaizen said.

"What do you mean?" The demon asked.

"Well... he told me something interesting before we parted..." Kaizen said.

"What did he tell you?" Og'tharoz asked curiously.

Kaizen sat back in his chair and sighed before beginning to speak again. "Have you heard of an ancient prophecy that speaks of the end of the world and that the only one who can stop it is a Psyker of unimaginable power?"

"Yes, and it is because of this prophecy that you are very important." Og'tharoz said.

"Yes, and the man said that I was not only good, but unique. I know I'm the first with the psychology class, but I don't know if I want the responsibility of being the only one." Kaizen said with a pensive expression.

"So what are you going to do? There's no way to make other Psykers." Og'tharoz asked with interest.

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