rolling onto his back sam manipulated the ribbon to take the form of the energy gathering spell ring in the standard size. closing his eyes and entering a meditative state sam started to stretch his senses to there upper and lower limits. after a couple of minutes, the teen returned his sense to baseline before sitting upon his bed. Focusing on the flow of l.u.s.t from the spell ring he directed to his core tentatively with bad results.

The newest core completely rejected the energy, thankful sam was prepared for that possibility so his body was prepared." bad luck," Sam mumbled to himself after the rejected energy brushed against his chest organs. 'thankful it didn't escape my body", laying back down on the bed sam mentally poked his witch core it poked back. he then pocked his ghost core it s.h.i.+ed away from the finger. poking the demon core resulted in almost losing the mental finger." they haven't changed much in their time of inactivity, there was a bit of hope they would.' sighing once more sam focused on the ghost core and closed his eyes.

it didn't take long for a faintly glowing ball to fly out of his mouth and his body to lose all tension init. the sphere flew in a circle before shooting up and phasing through the ceiling and into the starry sky. stopping miles above the island the sphere shot off towards the ocean.

gliding above the ocean the sphere flew until the island could no longer be seen before slowing to a stop and floating above the waves and under the twinkling night sky, staying there until the light of the sun peeked the horizon the head back to sam's body.

no a moment after it entered the raven's throat his eyes snapped open. sitting up his body makes small cracking sounds Sam let out a satisfied groan before a peaceful smile bloomed on his face," I really do enjoy letting my soul out/astral projecting!" getting off the bed sam grabbed some clothes before heading down to the bathroom only to remember the giant mess he left there when he opened the door, "NOPE" before turning right around and using his parent shower.

now clean sam headed downstair for substance but before he could take the first bit the helper spoke up.' my lord have you been warned how dangerous what you did last night is?'

'more then a couple of dozen times' he mentally replied as he chewed on his pancakes' but i don't do it often enough for it to be any real danger.'

'i meant more on the terms of something taking your body while your away!' sam thought about that it wasn't a worry that crossed his mind and he told the helper just that and how it would be nothing more than a nuisance really, hopefully.

when his plate was empty and drying sam decided that he had stalled enough it was time to clean the mess in the bathroom. in no hurry he went upstair and into the bathrrom graoning before getting to work, it took more then a while to transfer the mess to the roome and start ogranising it all. things he did have any immeadlt plans for went under his bed or the back of his closet, thing he did have plans for or just whanted to easy accees to whent next to or on his dresser.

afeter placing the last thing down sam went to the kicthen and activted the cleaning sphere to sweeep and dust the house. as the shpere started up sam opened a few windos abefore taking a seat on the couch and turning on he tv to a channel he discover yeast.u.r.day for the seven blades league.

currntly the channle was showing a anylas video about a fight between to gunslingers one wiielding a single shotgun and the other a enegery pistal. the anylas video went for a good seventy minties but sam paid no atteion to the words the battle took all of his focus epecally the look in the fighters eyes they both wanted to win that was clear.

that flame in there eyes wasn't something sam saw on the island, so far from any high engery points the people eveirment and aspomere were calm and relaxed. sam would deni that he like the calm after spending a mojority of his life in high action never really stoping, and the opssite life he live on the island lead to one thing . . .boredom, sam knew part of the resaon he was bored becuese hoe he used to live his life another was becuaese he enjoyed the feeling of adreilin flowing through his vains.

'i wonder what my path will be return to my previses life stlye keep this one or something entirly new" sam giggled as he watched the battle ,' the future is exiting whe its un cetain what will i choose in the end'

the helper who obsereved there lords thoughts before using more of there abilty to run the sernisos and nubers using the data on his lord to find the best soluction for there lord who obviasly didn't like to take the esay way, this became clear when the helper gained acces to the would largest information source the internet (they still didn't understand the large quantly of ? memes? and funny animal videos) to see that there were a lot easyer ways to acmplish some of the task sam had set for themselves, when the helper spoke of the easer methods sam replied that there weren't intreseting.they didn't hve a response to that absurd statement.

"i have to sign up by the end of the day" sam decided as he pushed down his battle l.u.s.t as a new video started on the channel, this one showed a battle between two hand to hand fighters the difference in their styles was clear even before they clashed one had displine the other didn't.

"that's interesting," sam commented as the announcer commented on the fact they were dating, just before the disciplined one kissed the other on the cheek, before hitting said cheek with his heel." they are enjoying this is how they dance" sam comment with complex expression,' this reminds me of my time in China, I wonder how their marriage is going?' for a while Sam let the memories wash over him.

"after s pening afew hours watching videos from the SBWL before he turned off the tv and opened the leagues web site. 'lets see' the raven thought as he scrolled through the site'here we go sign up'.

it took a more then a dozen mintes for sam to enter all the needed information."thats for singing up,"sam read," in five to eight busnness days someone will arrive at your ouse to interview you and addres your combat abilty the n give you a rundown of the rules the 3-4 busness days later you will be a member of the warfare league."

sam reread the text to make sure he didn't miss anything sam closed the browser and turned the tv back to watch a few more fights before getting out the house,the level of skill in the warfare leeague was great there contles stlyes from what ive seen... my battle is reallly threating to burst free. hoplyful i dont hurt anyone to bads when i do,' sam brow creased for a mommrnet before flatteing aftre a second.' i should make my preparations the gangs on the island had nothing on the fights he just watched.

'so how should I fight in the league barehanded, weapon, or magic.' Sam thought on this because fighting styles could be used to identify people and he rather his fighting not give him away for the crimes he committed in the past month or any he commits in the future." sam considered this problem for a while before remembering something in the past during his time in Russia.

it hitting as hard as the russin winter he was getting too strong to ejoy the fights he had been getting into with the gangs he could find, he had two options finds stronger prey or limit himself. he deceid to limti hisself becauses stronger prey was rarer prey that he didn't know where to find. getting his hands on some dice with a less then legal method he used them to deced how he would fight and now he was going to do so again.

his bare feet carried the raven teen across rooftops to his destination until he ran into a speed b.u.mp in the form of a cop,' MIerda' sam thought before ducking behind a chimney, hearing highted to keep a metaphorical eye on the cop sam allowed himself to wonder what the f.u.c.k a cop doing on the rooftops.

the answer came with luck sam didn't usually have,"so why am i on these rooftops again?" the cop spoke into his comnunit.

"becauses,"sam could barly hear so he turned up his hearing even more,"yesterdays witness and a.s.sorted vedios from the past month suggest that the suspect for the break ins for the past month make a resonible conclusion theat they like to travel by the rooftops or does so often."

right "the roof cop grumbled before turning off his radio and pulling out a pack of gum.

'an annoyance has poped', sam thought before s.h.i.+fting his feet and erasing his already weak presence, moving with calm and confidence sam was easily able to pa.s.s the cop and the other he ran into on his way to the bottomless pit restaurant where you got paid to eat all you could. this worked because they streamed you eating to the world the more views you brought in the free food and money you got. sam could care less about the money but it was exactly what sam needed without going broke.

Sally had worked at the bottomless pit for three years and she had never seen anything like this boy who entered the store less than ten minutes ago and has already eaten four times his weight in food while remaining impeccably clean," what a monster" she thought as he literally inhaled a wedding cake.

'no matter how useful it is fleeing the second heart is disgusting.' eating a four-pound steak sam stomach made angry noise before calming down when a salad joined the steak, just as they were both digested becoming nutrition and energy stored in the black heart tattoo on his chest that has currently grown to the size of a tennis ball.

sam continue to eat like a starving man-beast for several hours bringing a lot of views to the restaurants which allowed him to eat uninterrupted, but he stopped after his taste buds at there near zero sensitivity started revolting with his stomach as an ally.' yeah that's enough for today,' wiping his mouth and hands before standing slowly as to not make his stomach any Angerer. walking up to the register he received a digital receipt and check for his unspent money before exiting the establishment.

outside sam called a cab while his stomach started to settle*BRUP*'well there's the gas-*BURP...BBRRRUUUUPPP-it just got old'. while he waited for the cab sam looked up where he could order some custom dice.' it seems that there's a place on the east side of the island*hic* well that's just heavenly' the young adult thought sarcastically as his cab pulled up.

getting inside the vehicle his train of thought change unwilling to his job as the lord of l.u.s.t,' how much l.u.s.t I can absorb on the island is limited-bulking his seatbelt sam shook the thoughts out of his head-now, not the time for those thoughts I need to regain my previous threat level so few will come at me and fewer can stop me, as I am now letting loose in an hour form could barely sink the island'.

the helper decided to comment on that last thought 'my lord yours underestimating yourself, based on the simulations I run daily you could easily sink all the star shaped islands that somehow to form the big dipper constellation, there is no way that happened naturally, while ending lives of those who live on and around them.'

'you run simulations?' sam asked.

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'constantly, so that I can find the best ways to help you, on that note a recent simulation suggested possible use for the l.u.s.t you have a gathering.'

'i have a few plans of my own but what did the simulation suggest?'

'you explained that you know how to influence others dreams using the l.u.s.t you've gathered you can some interesting dreams!' sam could feel the smile on his face and was glad no one was around to be scared by it." I usually influence dreams for torture or scare people but that's a great idea."