363 This Isnst Me This Isnst Me This Isnst Me.. This Is Me Part 1 of 2 (1/2)

”What is this place?” Asked Daniel while looking around. To him, it didn't feel like they had teleported away, but more like they had suddenly woken up from a deep sleep.

Aeron was confused at first, but then he quickly remembered what he had learned back when he was still just a student in the Psionic Dimension. Specifically, the powers that a mental warrior would be able to obtain once becoming a being made out of mental power.

During the ascension to high immortality, a cultivator would gain a vast range of powers that, ultimately, would make him unique. The majority of these powers were boosts so feeble, that they would go unnoticed.. But there were always one or more that would end up being the main strength of the cultivator. The more affinity a power had with the cultivator's habits, the bigger this boost would be. An example of this, were Krit's eyesight, or a general's autoritativeness.

For mental warriors, however, things were a little different. What they would gain from their ascension was not a boost to their natural abilities, but true powers centered around the manipulation of the mind.

Ever since his ascension, Aeron had tested which power he had been in possession of, and so far, he had learned that, along with the telepathy and super empathy granted by his cultivation of mind power, he possessed the ability to teleport and move objects without the use of any form of essence, as well as the extremely rare talent of being able to communicate with the dead.

However, those weren't his only powers, but only the powers he had discovered so far.

Aeron looked at his surroundings, and immediately found out where he was. ”We are in his subconscious..” he said to Daniel.

”You will be back in four days, right?” Asked Alis, who was now standing in front of the door of her house with her two kids standing in front of her, and looking at their father Heimart.

”If I am not back here in four days, may a lightning bolt strike me dead.” Said Heimart with conviction and while beating his chest with his right arm. In his left hand, he was holding a large axe.

Despite the reassurance, Alis showed an unhappy expression, and responded by saying, ”Don't even joke about that..” She then patted on the heads of their kids, and added, ”Say goodbye to your father.”

As soon as their mother gave them permission, the little girl and little body ran to their father, and hugged him by his waist. ”Bye dad.” they said as Heimart wrapped his arms around their heads, and smiled fondly at them.

”Come on Heimart, if we don't move now, we will never get there before sunset.” Said the man that was standing in wait next to him.

What was odd about this scene, was that Alis and the two kids did not appear to acknowledge the presence of the man. Alis had never moved her eyes away from her kids and husband, and the kids had only let go of their father when Heimart said so.

The moment the kids let go of him, Heimart waves his hand in their direction, and said, ”I'll be off then, see you in four days..” He then walked down the path that lead into the woods.

”Stay safe.”

Soon after, Heimart and the man with him walked past Daniel and Aeron, and disappeared in the distance.

As soon as Heimart disappeared behind the trees, the scenery changed, and Daniel and Aeron found themselves in a forest filled with oddly colored trees. With Heimart and the other man, were hundreds of faceless silhouettes that did nothing but use their axe against the trees, and load the cut trunks on large wooden crates.

The sun had settled, and it was starting to get dark. Heimart and the other man were covered in sweat, and they had clearly worked for hours.

”CAREFUL!” shouted the man, stopping a clearly confused Heimart from inadvertently swinging his axe against a silhouette who was walking behind him.

Heimart was shaken awake from his confusion, and after apologizing with the walking silhouette, and turned to look at what he was doing, and said, ”Thank you.. That was close.”

The man let out a deep breath, and with a reassuring tone, he said, ”Try to focus.. Don't worry about what &#@°$ said.. Those bandits will definitely be killed by the royal hunters before they can even get close to our village.”

”Did you hear that name?” Asked Daniel to Aeron with confusion.

Before Aeron could answer, Heimart responded with a faint nod, and the scenery changed one more time.

This time, Heimart and the man were walking on a path that led into a wooded area similar to the one that surrounded Heimart's house. In their right hand was a small bag of coins, and on their faces, a big smile.

”So, I have heard your son talking about becoming a soldier.. Now you have enough money to buy him a wooden sword at least.” Said the man while tying the small bag of coins to his leather waistband.

Heimart turned to look back at him with an embarrassed expression, and said, ”Are you kidding me.. My wife would kill me. I can make a sword for him myself.. I'll use the money for something I can't craft myself in one or two evenings.”

”Really? Like what?” Asked the man with newfound interest.

”I'll send them both to school. I want them to have a good life, and not have to worry about living one day at a time.” Responded Heimart.

The man seemed to understand perfectly what Heimart was talking about, so he stopped walking, and said, ”I can pitch in for that.” he said while taking his bag of coins.”

”No, no don't be stupid.” Said Heimart, now embarrassed and agitated.