11 God of insults

"Damn," I mumbled.

The closer I got to the city, the more I could see, and the more I became amazed.

I saw a magnificent, ancient looking wall with intricate designs. It loomed over us with a crushing pressure as it seemingly declared its superior prowess.

I felt my jaw drop,

"Holy shit. This wall is amazing. That design, the pressure it exerts, the way the designs are placed to look like a beautiful artwork," I mumbled.

(EA) Stop being such a geek.

I know you love it too. You are me.

I couldn't resist reaching out for the wall with my fingertips. I gently placed my fingers on the wall, only to be forcefully repealed. I turned to Zilon and asked with dangerously gleaming eyes.

"Who made this wonderfully designed wall? He is a brilliant artisan."

Zilon laughed.

"The Ancients. In fact, this wall is older than our kingdom itself."

"What's the story behind it? Was this the city of a former kingdom? How old is the Kingdom exactly?"

Zilon laughed at my seemingly crazed behavior.

"You must be an ancient history fanatic. To answer your question, this was indeed the capital city of a former Empire. They fell to the Uprising of Prince Agna about Twelve thousand years ago."

I frowned.

"The wall didn't protect the Empire from destruction?"

"The uprising never started outside the walls. It started from within. If the uprising happened outside the walls, I'm afraid that you would be under the reign of the Empire."

"Tell me more. How did the uprising succeed? Why was there an uprising in the first place?"

(EA) Shut up, please. Our image is disappearing. We look like maniacs.

I don't care. Sometimes, you need to sacrifice for the pursuit of passion.

Zilon gave me an exasperated look.

"Honestly, I hated history. I don't give a damn about old stories so I can't help you."

Noticing my downhearted expression, Zilon added.

"But I can take you to the library later. There you can read the history of almost anything relating to the history of the Agna."

Hearing those words I couldn't help but smile.

Fuck yeah. Imma hit you girls up soon, you beautiful ladies of history.

(EA) Why are you hitting on history books? Is this like a book fetish? Holy god, don't tell me you go for books? You are disgusting. Idiotic bibliophile.

I frowned and tried my best to glare at my inner self.

Fuck off. If I'm attracted to books, then so are you idiot.

Saying those words I felt my mind tremble. It seems that I got a critical hit.

(EA) I-I'm attracted to books? I got called an I-idiot by a dumbass? W-what?

Leaving my hyperventilating inner Ark alone, I followed Zilon to who knows where. We circled the wall until we reached a gate that was guarded by soldiers.

Zilon proudly walked up to the soldiers.

"I am Zilon Agna of the Agna family. Please give me face and open the gates for me and my friends."

Zilon held his face high with arrogance as he gently placed his face onto the door.

CRASH.

"THE FUCK?!!!"

Zilon glared at the soldiers while holding his nose.

"THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU IMBECILES? DID I NOT SAY OPEN THE GATES?"

The soldiers glanced at each other before asking Zilon.

"Are you Zilon, son of Lucar Agna?"

Scowling, Zilon replied.

"Yeah."

Immediately, the soldiers face showed contempt.

"The trash prince of the Agna's? I'm so sorry your highness. My trembling eyes couldn't see your humble self approach and hug the gates."

Zilon looked like he ate a pile of shit.

"Just open the goddamn door."

The soldiers laughed.

"Sorry but the gate is undergoing construction."

"What? But the gates have never been touched in thousands of years? Why now?"

"We were improving the visual effects of the gate and letting trash like you into the gate might uglify it." Soldier retorted.

I couldn't help but let out a snicker.

Zilon gave me a dirty look.

"What's so funny? It seems that someone didn't bring a cloak? You want me to warm you up a bit?" Zilon threatened while conjuring flames.

The guard looked pleased with himself.

"Oh prince, please give that lowly commoner some leeway. He was just laughing at the best joke in the kingdom." The guard said smirking.

I stopped laughing and stared at the soldier.

"The one I was laughing at wasn't him but you."

The soldier froze.

"I mean you are renovating the gate for visual effects? It's already beautiful enough, trying to beautify it even more means that you have no sense of beauty. I wouldn't be surprised if your wife was an ugly fattass, not saying ugly fattasses don't have their own charm."

The soldier's face became red.

"You also said that the prince Zilon would uglify the gates, I think you are just fooling yourself."

I glanced at the soldier with contempt.

"You know what I think?"

The soldier, who looked like he was about to kill me, replied forcefully.

"What?"

"I think you are just jealous that Zilon is handsomer than you. You're just jealous that Zilon gets all the girls while you get an ugly witch."

I squinted my eyes as I checked out the soldier.

"Scratch that, you probably don't even have a female friend, even an ugly grandma deserves better than you. Look at you, you reek of virgin, your face looks like a pedophile's, you seem like the type of guy who acts arrogant but has no substance to back it up."

I turned away from the soldier who was about to erupt and faced Zilon.

"On the other hand look at Zilon. What does he not have? He has looks that could kill ladies with a single glance, he has a temperament of a shining knight in armor, and has a social standing that is worlds above yours."

I glanced at the trembling soldier who turned pale.

"If he is trash then you are a beggar who can't even afford trash."

The soldier opened his mouth but said nothing. He fell down to his knees and started to cry.

To finish him off, I approached the soldier and whispered a few more insults to him. By the time I was done, he looked like a dead doll.

I stood back up and glanced at the other soldiers.

"Anyone else want to stop us from entering?"

The soldiers shivered and opened the gates quickly. Before entering I cast a contemptuous glance at the soldier.

"Big mouth yet tiny balls, no wonder you are still single."

The soldier twitched and went still. Finally, I left the trembling soldiers and the mentally broken soldier and entered the city.

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The soldiers gathered around the crying man after the fearsome boy had left with the prince.

"Oi man, it's alright. I'm pretty sure you will get a girlfriend soon."

"Yeah man, don't be so down."

"He was just saying that to hurt you."

The man stopped crying and glanced at his friends.

"You guys should just stop associating with me, I'm just a useless, insignificant piece of vermin."

At this moment, it seemed the world itself seemed to pity this broken young soldier. The wind blew gently lifting the soldiers hair as if trying to reassure him.

The soldier looked to the sky and gave a sigh.

"I just wanna die."

With those final words he closed his eyes. Silence permuted through the air before the young soldier fell to the ground.

"Holy shit. Someone call the doctors. We have a comatose man here."

Immediately a doctor teleported to the location. After examining the patient, the doctor paled.

"WHERE IS THE EMERGENCY LIFE SUPPORT TEAM? TELL THEM TO HURRY UP! WE HAVE A DYING MAN HERE!"

Time seemed to stop. In that moment, the group of soldiers only had one thing in their minds.

Holy fuck, how the hell did a verbal fight lead into a dying man.

The doctor wiped his sweat and turned to the soldiers.

"I'm sorry to keep you here but may I ask how the patient lost consciousness?"

One of the stronger willed soldiers replied.

"There was a kid who repeatedly said harsh things about him and he just fainted."

The doctor gave a sigh.

"Whatever the kid said, it must have been terrible. I just examined the patient and discovered that he was physically ok in every way."

"Then how did he start dying?"

The doctor gave the soldiers a grim look.

"He might have been physically ok, however, his soul had completely given up of living."

"Oh god, how depressed was he to completely lose the will to live?"

The doctor shook his head.

"I don't know, nor do I wish to know. Whatever the kid said to cause this is deadlier than a suicide pill."

The doctor let out a dark look.

"At least when you take a suicide pill, you already have the resolve to die. This… this will mentally break you to the point where living is painful."

"He is still going to live right?"

The doctor gazed into the distanced and sighed.

"It's possible, but the odds are against him."

The soldiers gave another involuntary shiver. They cast their gazes on the comatose soldier and swore to themselves, never to offend the black haired boy with a black bandanna and an amulet of the sun.

Ark would realize later that he gained a title secretly spread among the soldiers, God of Insults.