The Golemancer's Chronicle

**The Golemancer's Chronicle** is a Rainimator AU/Fanfiction by Baryonyx, part of the Fractured World series. It is hosted on the Rainimator Fanon Wiki, Rainimator Wiki, and Wattpad.

**DISCLAIMER: While this story is set in Rainimator universe and uses many of his lore, it uses many features from MrFudgeMonkeyz's *Annoying Villagers* series. If you don't like it, please turn back.**

## Synopsis

A villager mage with mysterious golem powers embarks on his journey to seek the truth of his lineage and the rest of his kind.

## Chapter 1: An Introduction and a Farewell

Inside one of the houses in the Coven Village, a villager with black robe makes a conversation with a senior mage, the "chief" of the village Victor Summery.

* Victor: Magus Mostris the Golemancer. You sure want to leave the village?

The villager in the black robe is indeed named Mostris. Also known as the Golemacer, he is renowned for his advanced golemancy powers, capable of creating enhaced golems through the usage of his elusive spell book. No one could ever read and translate the spells within the book, other than Mostris himself. This makes him a very valuable asset for the Coven.

* Mostris: Yes, Magus Victor. I have thought this thoroughly.
* Victor: You have been serving for our mystic clan, casting impressive magic over the years. Why would you now leave this place, all of the sudden, Magus Mostris?
* Mostris: Because I've always wondered. Why am I granted the power to be able to cast spells from my spell book, whereas no one else could? This could be my heritage, yet until this moment, I haven't found any clues of it, even from the enchanted books. And why am I the only villager species within my own Village. I wish to see more of my kind, and work together with them.

Victor looks down, understanding Mostris's feelings.

* Victor: I know if you feel lonely in this village. But I tell you this. The outside world is dangerous. Many danger lurks out there. Do you still wish to leave this village?
* Mostris: As an intelligent and skilled mage among your ranks, I'm willing to take the risks.
* Victor: Your determination truly can't be faltered, Magus Mostris. I accept your departure. See you soon.
* Mostris: Thank you. May we meet again.

Mostris stands up and leaves the house.

Outside the house, Mostris flips his floating book's pages then looks around the village, seemingly searching for something.

* Mostris: Hemoth?

Mostris walks around the village to search for Hemoth, his most advanced iron golem.

After minutes of walking around the village, he found Hemoth sitting on a log with a witch on his side, who is reading her spell book.

* Mostris: There you are Hemoth! Been looking for you in the entire village!

Hemoth grunts in surprise after seeing his master calling for him, while the witch looks at Mostris calmly.

* Mostris: Hanging out with Stella again, aren't you?

Hemoth grunts sheepishly.

The witch Hemoth was with Stella, a novice witch and a normal resident within the Coven. Recently, she had found her lineage for being the descendant of the legendary End Matriarch, Ceris, which is partly the reason why Mostris wishes to find his mysterious lineage.

* Stella: Magus Mostris? I've heard that you'll leave the village. Is that true?
* Mostris: Yes it's true. I will be leaving now. Hemoth will be with me.

Hemoth puts a sad face as he stands up.

* Stella: Alright then... Be safe in your journey, Magus. I hope you find your lost family and kin.
* Mostris: I hope so. Farewell, Stella. I expect you to become the renowned Enchantress when I return. Come on, Hemoth.

Mostris walks away, Hemoth follows. After a few steps Hemoth turns back at Stella, who continues reading the book, slightly dismayed. Hemoth walks in front of her and offers her a poppy.

* Stella: For me? Thanks Hemoth.

Stella takes the poppy delightfully.

* Mostris: (voice raised) Hemoth?

Hemoth turns at him.

* Stella: You have to go Hemoth. Your master calls.

Hemoth grunts affirmatively. He turns back and hurries towards Mostris in all fours. Stella stands up and waves at them for their departure. Mostris quickly mounts on Hemoth, beginning his new journey to find his kin and lineage.

## Chapter 2: A New Friend

After hours of mounting on Hemoth, leaving the Mystic Forest and passing through the snowy tundra, Mostris finally arrives in front of a dense dark oak forest.

* Mostris: This forest is too dense, you can't get in.

Mostris dismounts from Hemoth.

* Mostris: I'll take a walk. You can have some rest.

Hemoth transforms into a golem statue and is absorbed into Mostris's floating book. He then begins entering the dark oak forest on foot, another long journey to seek the answers.

Traversing the forest, Mostris soon feels hungry and thirsty, since he hasn't ate anything since his departure from the Coven.

* Mostris: \*grunts\* I'm starving... I should've bought some food from the village before leaving...

His head bumps to a twig.

* Mostris: Ouch!

He rubs his face while groaning.

* Mostris: Ow... Wait what is that?

Mostris lifts his head up to see a lit area in the middle of the forest. Mostris hurries for it, and finds an open field in the middle of the woods, a simple tavern lies at it.

* Mostris: Ah, a tavern! Right on time.

Mostris walks for the tavern and enters it.

The tavern appears to be a bustling place, many humans, some armed with weapons, were enjoying their rest or chatting with the others, yet to his dismay, there are no villagers in there. Mostris walks to the bartender table and sits on a nearby chair.

* Mostris: A loaf of bread please. And a glass of water.

The bartender silently prepares his orders. A girl with red clothing nearby looks at Mostris intriguingly.

* Ciara: Are you a Villager?

The bartender sets a glass of drink on the table. Mostris turns his head at her.

* Mostris: Hm? Never saw a Villager before, young lady?

Mostris takes a sip.

* Ciara: First time to see your kind directly. I only know them from the books. I've read that they have since extinct.

Mostris's eyes are wide. He coughed his drink awkwardly, and looked at Ciara with shock.

* Mostris: "have since extinct"?

The bartender interrupts.

* Kane: Yes.

Mostris turns at the bartender.

* Kane: Ever since the Undead reign began, mankind and villagerkind have been driven to extinction. Many believe that the Villagers have gone extinct due to their peaceful lifestyle and lack of combat experience. You may be one of the last of your kind.

Kane sets the bread down. Mostris bows his head down, slightly disappointment.

* Mostris: Hm. Thanks for the information.

Mostris picks the bread and takes a bite, wondering if what the bartender has said is true. If he's the last of his kind, then wouldn't his journey be a vain? However, he has determined to resume his journey, no matter the rumors surrounding him. He stands up, conceals the leftover bread in his robe, draws out three emeralds and sets them on the table. He turns around and leaves the tavern, continuing his long journey that has awaited him.

Night has fallen. Mostris decides to rest up and set a campsite in the middle of an oak forest. Mostris is seated in front of a campfire, writing a diary while several of his unwavering golems keep watch on their surroundings. Mostris lets out a relaxed sigh and stares on the beautiful night sky with shiny stars. Somehow it remembers him of his home. All the people residing it who lived alongside him for so long... the cold Lief Moonfall, the pyromancer Infernius, the master Victor Summery, and the charming Stella. For some reason, Mostris can't forget her, seeing her enchanting smile somehow boosts the morale of his life. To treat his longing for his home, Mostris summons the golem Hemoth from his book to chat a bit with him.

* Mostris: We've been pretty far from home. Do you miss something?

Hemoth grunts in a language only magic users like Mostris can understand.

* Mostris: You miss someone? Who?

Hemoth grunts more.

* Mostris: Stella? \*sigh\* To be honest, I miss her too... But I can only see her rarely due to my daily activities as a Master Magus...

Hemoth grunts again.

* Mostris: Hmm... Maybe. But I'm not entirely sure how is she related to-

Hemoth suddenly turns his head back, hearing a bush rustling sound far behind them.

* Mostris: Something's wrong? Danger?

Hemoth whirls around and approaches the bush resolutely, Mostris simply watches him from afar. Hemoth bend over the bush and seemingly picks something from the bush with his two hands. He turns back, revealing an unconscious human girl with ginger hair and pale skin on his hand. Mostris widens his eyes in startle.

* Mostris: Who is that girl?

Hemoth walks back at Mostris. The golem grunts while shaking his head, not knowing who the girl on his hand is.

* Mostris: She must've felt cold and lonely. Put her on that log, Hemoth.

Hemoth quietly walks for the log and gently sets her on it. Mostris walks towards the log and looks at her. The girl slowly wakes up, opening her eyes.

* Girl: \*grunts\* Where am I?

Mostris: You're in my camp, young lady. We found you unconscious in a bush nearby.

The girl sits up and looks at Mostris and Hemoth nervously.

* Girl: Who are you?

Her stomach growls. The girl bows her head down and rubs her stomach.

* Girl: I'm so hungry...
* Mostris: Here.

Mostris offers her his bread. The girl looks up at him timidly. The girl hesitantly accepts the bread and eats it slowly.

* Mostris: My name is Mostris. This is Hemoth.

Mostris gestures pointing at Hemoth, who does a "hello" gesture with his hand.

* Mostris: Your turn, young lady.
* Girl: Uh, my name is, Alex.

Alex finishes the bread off.

Mostris sits down beside her.

* Mostris: Alex, how did you get here? Why are you alone? Young humans like yourself wouldn't risk their lives by transversing the murky forest. Where are your family?

* Alex: My family is, no longer around, Mostris. \*sigh\* They are all dead after a siege of an entity with glowing white eyes.

She sheds tears from her closed eyes, bowing her head down in distress.

* Mostris: I'm sorry... But do not have fear. From now on, I will be a new friend for you, and protect you from whatever danger awaits. You can follow me in my journey.

Mostris lays his hand on her shoulder. Alex looks up at Mostris.

* Alex: You promise?
* Mostris: I promise.

Alex cracks an enchanting smile.

* Alex: Thank you.

Mostris feels delightful meeting a new friend, a charming one like Stella if he has to say. Pumped up to continue his life with a proper companion, he now forgets his yearning of his home, the Coven. However, his journey doesn't end here. His questions of his lineage still images on his mind, he has held his firm decision to resume his adventure.

## Chapter 3: A Bitter Taste

### Mostris' POV

The sun arose high in the sky. I continued my journey afoot, now finally with a companion on my side. How delightful! Just last night meeting her, now I felt pumped to resume my adventure, no matter what those people thought in the tavern.

"Where are we going now Mostris?" She asked.

"To the south... Or north? I don't know. What do you think?" I asked her back in uncertainity.

"What about to the south?" She suggested.

"Sounds good." I answered. We turned to the south for the journey, but something seems to disturb her.

"Mostris, after you've found your people... What would you do afterwards?" She asked in a demanding voice

"Uh, I don't know, to be honest. Living with them forever after, maybe?" I was once more, uncertain. Finding my people is my main goal, but I never thought any subsequent goal beyond that.

"Mostris, I think you must plan that from now on. This isn't a simple story, Mostris. This is life. After your goal is done, you have to make another one. Challenge yourself," she advised me.

"You're right. Maybe I have to think about that. Thank you for your advice, Alex," I thanked her. We resumed our walking for a bit more, until Alex felt ill. She stopped and grunted in pain, lowering down and covering her stomach.

"You're fine Alex?" I asked her worriedly.

"Yes, I-I'm fine..." she assured me.

"I don't think so. We'll take a rest here."

Some hours later, when the night had fallen. I set up a small campsite, with a couple of my golems guarding us. I was seated in front of the campfire with Alex sleeping nearby. I glanced at her, she apparently was tired with all of the walking. All I can say, she's cute, even when asleep, her blazing orange hair stood out from her pale white skin. I took my book off my inventory and began writing today's diary. It's my hobby, after all.

"Day 4 of this journey. Just met someone along the road, an enchanting human named Alex. She gave me advises, to keep moving forward and enjoy life as a whole. However, the journey still awaited, whatever things we would see together."

And that's it. It's getting late, and I was sleepy, so I decided to put my book in and lay down on the log, sleeping shortly after.

* Several hours later\*

I suddenly heard some sounds. Clanking sounds. Were the golems fighting something? Or was it just my hallucination? I abruptly woke up, and still heard the sounds, and realized it's not a dream. I looked at the log, but Alex was missing while a strange figure fighting my golems, defeating them one by one. I stood up from my log and called my book then approached the enemy. The figure had killed all of the golems as I got closer, and it looked down. I immediately recognized it as Alex, from the ginger hair of it, however, she is very oddly off, from the way she killed the golems.

"Alex?" I worriedly called out her name.

The figure looked up. As I expected, it was Alex, but she had demonic glowing white eyes and eeriely emotionless face. I was so shocked seeing what she actually, I gaped and widened my eyes, and I froze in place. Until "Alex" raised her right arm to her right, and an obsidian pole formed on her hand, serving as a gauntlet. She wanted to kill me now. But I can't! We're friends! I tried my best to make her remember who am I, but to no avail.

"Alex! What's wrong with you? It's me, Mostris!"

Alex didn't answer anything, instead put on her eerie glare.

"I don't want to hurt you. Please stop! Drop the act, Alex! You're not a demon!"

Apparently, "Alex" didn't listen to any of my sentences. The situation was getting very dire, when Alex hurtled towards me. I flinched back, not wanting to hurt her. Then I realized she was not the "Alex" I know. Or maybe this is her true personality, and she faked all of her previous acts with me? But why would she do that? Was she brainwashed or something? I gasped out when Alex was right on my face, ready to punch me with her obsidian gauntlet. But suddenly, Hemoth charged and punched her, knocking her quite far away.

"Hemoth?" I sighed. "Thanks."

There was no other choice, but to fight her. I cast my own unique spell: the Golem Arms. Three golem arms appeared behind me, serving as additional limbs. Hemoth took two steps forward, pulling out an Arcane Longsword on his right arm, then began charging at Alex, while I watched on, controlling Hemoth.

Alex and Hemoth engaged in a rather balanced duel. Both weapons clashed against each other. However, Alex's small size and agility gave her the upper hand. She was able to land blows on Hemoth with her extendable obsidian, impaling him several times. As time progressed, Alex gained more powers on her obsidian gauntlet, able to create another on her left arm. Hemoth tried to swing his longsword at her, but she lunged up, hopped on his shoulder, and impaled obsidian again on him.

I decided to not control Hemoth this time, only worsening the situation. Hemoth couldn't keep up with Alex's sheer agility, and the obsidian is proven too tough that the longsword wasn't enough to shatter it. While Alex was too occupied with Hemoth, I pulled out an arcane blade from one of my golem arms and aimed it at Alex. Meanwhile, she was able to weaken Hemoth, and summoned spiraling obsidian clusters to shatter Hemoth into pieces, killing him. That's my chance! I shot the arcane blade out, impaling right through her chest. It hurted Alex a lot as all of the obsidian vanished. However, as soon as she got hurt, her eyes return to normal, with a shocked expression on what just happened. She fell to the ground, on her brink of death.

I rushed at her frantically, and lowered beside her, seeing her laying on the ground. I raised her head a little, spending my final moments with her.

"Alex. I'm sorry, I have to do this," I tried to apologize.

"No, Mostris, I should be the one apologizing. You did that only for self defense. I always know it."

She coughed. Her injuries were getting worse, and her death seemed imminent. I can't let her go this quick! I desummoned the arcane blade to prevent further injury.

"I'll brew a couple of potions to heal your wounds. Please endure, Alex!" I desperately tried to bring her strength back, but Alex forbidded me to. She seemed to accept her fate.

"You don't have to. I've always wanted to see my family in heaven. Please Mostris. Remember my words, to always find something for life." Her voice getting lower and lower each words, her hand reaching my hand.

"It's such a pleasure to follow in your journey. Thank you. Mostris." She shed a tear, as her eyes shut for the last time and her hand fell on the ground, dead. I bowed my head down in grief, tears flowing from my eyes. The first time getting a companion, but also the first time feeling such a loss. The demon was defeated, but its demise wasn't a sweet taste. It was rather a bitter taste. Words couldn't describe how grieved I am losing my new friend.

...

The next day arrived. I stuck my shovel down to Alex's grave I just made. I stood up and shut my eyes in sorrow.

"Alex. I'm sorry."

When I opened my eyes, I saw something small slowly emerges from the grave. It's something black, what it could be? Out of curiosity, I picked the object up.

"An obsidian?" I examined the object carefully. I then brushed the obsidian for a bit. I turned to Hemoth's fragmented body nearby, then back at the obsidian. Unlike Alex, Hemoth is an artificial being, and therefore could be revived. I was thinking on implanting the obsidian onto Hemoth's body, when suddenly I heard several footsteps. The sound got louder and louder as it seemed to approached me. I turned around to see the people that I had always awaited. They wore shiny gold armor, unique iron helmet, and riding saddled sheeps. But the most distinctive thing was: their large nose and unibrow, just like myself. My eyes were wide, realizing I had finally found my kind.

## Chapter 4: The Villager Kingdom

### Mostris' POV

"How long have you been here, fellow villager?" One of the villagers asked, while I was escorted by five armored villagers to an unknown post, each mounted on sheeps while I mounted on an iron golem I summoned.

"I've been here for entire lifetime... Raised as a skilled Magus within the Coven, known as the Golemancer. But it's the first time I see other villagers like myself, and I'm glad with it," I answered pleasantly.

"We're also glad founding one of our kind in this new land." I was slightly surprised hearing his phrase "new land". So these villagers aren't actually native?

"We've also seen your incredible skills as a golemancer. Perhaps the Villager King would be interested in recruiting you in his elites," the other scout admiring my magic. Another word that surprised me more. "Villager King"? They are apparenly more advanced than the simple village I once lived in...

We continued our way to the post, the trees rustled in the wind, and the sun slowly rise from the horizon.

*Time skip*

We finally arrived at a watch tower of sorts. There were more gold armored villagers guarding the building, and there's one particular villager with very different armor. He bore dark armor alongside a unique dark helmet with visor that protected his eyes and blue mohawk. Perhaps he's the commander of the golden armor villagers.

We moved past them, and stopped in front of a green portal behind the building.

"What is that portal?" I asked curiously.

"That's the transcontinental portal, heading to the Emerald City, the capital of the Villagers," the villager described.

"You all stay here and guard the post! I'll accompany him to the king," one of the villager said.

"Yes sir!" The rest said. They then dismounted from their sheeps and scattered, leaving me and the villager behind the portal.

"Follow me," the villager said, then he entered through the portal, with I following him soon after. As we entered the portal, a sudden bright light blinded me for a second, my hand reflexively shielded my face.

I removed my hands and opened my eyes to see the glorious town of the Emerald City. It is a huge city, with villagers wandering about. Some trading, some working, and some passing through carrying goods. It was truly a haven of villagers, and I was very glad with it. However, Alex's words bubbled in my mind. My main goal to find Villagers had finally completed, but now I need to think what my next goal is.

I looked around the city in awe, until my eyes were fixed to a large pyramid structure with some sort of a purple beacon atop. The beacon periodically pulsated with purple beam emitting out of it.

"What is that structure?" I asked curiously.

"Oh, that's the Anti-Portal Beacon. It prevents nether portals from spawning throughout the kingdom. With that, our kingdom is fully save from the threats of the Nether." The villager explained.

After a bit of long way on the cobble roads, we finally arrived in front of a huge gate, with two guards nearby. We dismounted from our mounts nearby and we stood before the gate. Not long after, the gate opened, revealing a huge, majestic castle of the villagers. I gaped in amazement. Never in my lifetime have I seen a castle as gracious as this before. It is so large! It even looks bigger than my village.

"Welcome, to the Emerald Castle," the villager introduced the castle warmly. I was still stunned in astonishment, not noticing his words much.

"Let's get in, shall we?" The villager telling me. I then got his attention and turned my head at him.

"Sure," I said.

*Time skip*

The castle was really as glorious as it is on the insides. Red carpets on the floor, the chiseled stone bricks, lanterns hanging from the wall, and the sunlight shining from the windows. I and the villager were walking throughout a long hallway, he seemingly wanted me to meet with someone. Perhaps the king himself?

Eventually, we got into the king's throne room. I saw the king himself, sitting on the emerald throne. He wore a black leggings and sleeves, with red sleeveless robe. A crown was set on his head, to signify his authority, as well as a wooden staff with a floating emerald on his grasp. The king appeared to be old, with long white beard and a slightly hunched back. His blue, slanted eyes were directed at us as we bowed before him.

His throne room was also very luxurious, with several sparkly gem blocks embedded on the walls. A huge chandelier was hung on the ceiling, with light bright enough to shine the entire room brightly. His plush room clearly reflects on how prosperous his kingdom actually is.

"Greetings, My King. I'm here to introduce you to the villager with mystical power," Timmy said. I then stood up for my introduction, as my book floated on my side.

"Allow me to introduce myself, My King. I am Mostris, the Golemancer. I have the ability to create golems, or as some may call, Golemancy," I said confidently.

"The ability to control golems?" The king noted. He considered for a bit as he scrubbed his long beard.

"I can see your intelligence. You can work with the scholar. You'll be escorted by your accompanying scout," the king ordered. Pleased, I and Timmy bowed down in respect.

"Thank you, My King," Timmy said. We then proceeded to leave the room.

Long story short, I was escorted to a room within the castle. I opened the door a slight and took a peek out of it. The room was dark, I could barely see anything in it. Then I entered the room and pulled out a bioluminescent golem eye to slightly illuminate the area.

"Hello? Anyone here?" I called out as I slowly stepped into the room. I guessed there was nobody there, before the lights turned on, revealing another villager with white robe and goggles, a ruler on his right hand. He stood slightly shorter than me.

"Oh hello there! Sorry for the dark room, I was experimenting something," the villager said brightly. He put his ruler on his table nearby, and looked at me warmly. Guess he's my workmate?

"What brought you here?" He asked.

"Uh, I was assigned to work here with you. I'm a new villager here," I answered a bit shyly.

"New villager? Oh! It's nice to have a new workmate! My name is Jev, a scholar of the Villager Kingdom." He offered his hand for a handshake.

"I'm Mostris, it's nice to meet you," I replied, as we did a hand shake. "Seemed to be a nice guy," I thought.

"I hope we can work together, as a great pair!" He hoped. I answered with a smile and nod. He then turned around and approached his table, with me following behind. On the table, was a blueprint of what appear to be an iron golem, with several enhancements, such as armor, explosives, and battleaxes. As a golemancer, I was compelled with his draft, especially since he tried without involving any sort of magic.

"If you're wondering, this is my sketch for the Berserker Golem. I've been sketching golem upgrades like this since my career as a scholar.. But none actually worked. Those golems are just too dumb to actually use the weapons, and they end up causing unwanted damage," Jev explaining, ended with a sigh. He set his hand on the table, slightly frustrated.

"If only I knew how to increase those golem's intelligence..." he wished earnestly. I smiled, and put my hand on his shoulder gently.

"Hey, I can help you," I offered my help. He turned his head at me with his eyebrow raised.

"I know many things about golems. Perhaps I can make them smarter so your plan could be realized," I elaborated. Gaining his optimism back, he smiled at me delightfully. He nodded, accepting my help.

*"And from that day, I and Jev became great workmates, inventing the Berserker Golems and further upgrading them. One day, the Berserker Golems were finally finished and later inaugurated as a technology for the Villager Kingdom's military. Now I can realize, this is my new life, as a renowned Golem engineer in the Villager Kingdom, the place where I supposed to be. However, I will never forget my charming past as a coven mage... My old allies, Victor, Lief, Infernius, Stella... Hope we meet again. Alex... rest in peace. I will always remember you all, and look to the future with full hope."*

## Chapter 5: Homesick

*1 year later...*

It was calm. Calm and serene. Inside a medium-sized wooden hut. Mostris, with his new title as the "Villager Engineer", was reading his diary during his past lives as a coven magus. Reading it, the feel of homesick swept in. He wondered. What had happened to them? He wished to return to his home for a short while to treat his yearning of home, but he was unsure it was possible.

Suddenly, someone knocked the door. Mostris looked at the door and said.

"Come in."

The door opened, revealing his close friend, Jev, with his casual outfit, with brown clothing, leggings, and grey shoes, as well as a black shiny sunglass. He entered the house to invite Mostris to do something, while Mostris was still sinking on his yearning.

"Hey! Mostris! Don't be sad like that. Let's have some casual stroll. It's our day off, after all. We need a refresher so we don't get too pressured."

Mostris sighed.

"Alright."

Mostris stood up and stored his book, then walked out languidly. Jev was confused with his mood. Usually, he is an energitic person and will take a happy stroll with him, but this time it's different. He was so gloomy, no energy pumping out. There must be something wrong, Jev thought.

Later on, the two sat on a bench in a public park. Once more, Mostris' expression showed an unenthusiastic one. He looked down with a sad face. Knowing something is off, Jev asked him.

"What's wrong with you, buddy? Usually you're an enthusiastic person in work or in days off. Is there some problems you've had?"

Mostris sighed, then replied.

"I missed my old home. In the New World. In a village, filled with magic humans. It's been a year since I left them. I wonder what happened to them."

Jev listened to his earnest monologue. He understood his feelings, the feelings of a yearning for home. Jev never felt so, for he was born in the Kingdom, in fact, he still lived a happy life with his still living parents, siblings, and his relatives. But regardless, he still thought what a good friend should do.

"I never stray too far from home, but maybe I can help you. We can ask King Meraldius to give you a long "holiday" so you could have chances to visit your old home and missed people."

Mostris' face turned happier this time, knowing that it was possible.

"Let's get to the castle and ask the King if he wished. Let's hope he will..."

The two stood up and set off to the castle.

Eventually, they reached the castle, and entered the King's throne. The guards didn't really mind them anyway despite their casual clothing, for they were crucial members of the council.

The two bowed respectfully to the King. Jev began speaking.

"My Majesty, our presence here, is to ask you for a wish. A wish for the Villager Engineer, Mostris."

Mostris then took his turn to speak.

"My King. I ask you. Please give me a longer holiday. Since these days, I have felt a feel of yearning. Yearning for home in the faraway lands. So I wish to have a long holiday, to treat my longing for home. Please, my Majesty. Allow my request."

Meraldius looked at them at the moment, once more rubbing his beard. He thought that Mostris had done his great work as a villager engineer, creating golems that are stronger than ever, strengthening the military even further. He decided that he's worth the holiday.

"You've shown your great work as an engineer. Your inventions contribute greatly for our military. Therefore, I see you worth the prize. I allow you to have a holiday in the land for a month. Have a great holiday."

Mostris was feeling so happy as ever, as the King actually allowed him.

"Thank you, thank you My King."

The two turned around and left the room.

Much later, Mostris had everything packed up. His book, map of the new continent, food supplies, everything. He was in front of a transcontinental portal, having a momentary farewell with Jev.

"I hope you can find your old friends again."

"I hope so."

"Good luck in your journey! Mostris! Hope we will meet again!"

Mostris nodded and turned around. He entered the portal, as Jev waved goodbye.

In the Main Land, Mostris came out of the portal, seeing the same outpost he had seen a year ago. The outpost is now more structurally developed, with more knights and scouts recruited to watch over the surroundings. After telling a knight, Mostris set off to find his long lost home in the Coven, but first, he wanted to get to Alex's grave.

Mostris finally arrived at Alex's grave. Since a year had passed, the grave was barely recognized several grasses grew on the grave, and the tombstone was getting mossy. Mostris decided to clean the grave up, removing the grasses and cleaning the moss. After the work is done, Mostris rubbed on the tombstone. He whispered.

"Alex. Rest in peace out there. I'm sure you're with your family right now."

He stood up, trying to not shedding tear. He rubbed his eye, then turned around and left the grave. His journey to find the old home began now. He can't wait to tell his great tale in the Village Kingdom to his old friends!

## Chapter 6: The Blue Demon

Mostris was on his journey to his old home, passing through the swamp lands. As the sun slowly entered the horizon, Mostris set a small camp for a short rest.

At daybreak, Mostris began packing up to continue his road, before he sensed something off. He heard heavy stomping sound. That wasn't his golems, as he didn't summon a golem companion at the time being. He immediately hid from a nearby rock. He peeked out, to see a bizzare quadruped creature with villager-like face. The monstrosity had a pair of horns like a cow, yet also bore a large nose, unibrow, and green eyes like a villager.

The creature sniffed at the place that used to be Mostris' campsite, seemingly searching for something. It then emitted a low rumble and walked away, not finding something it seeked.

After feeling safe, Mostris went out from the rock.

"What kind of monster is that?"

Mostris let out a sigh.

"I feel a bad omen. I have to leave as soon as possible!"

Mostris quickly continued his journey. In his mind, he was slightly worried if he stumbled upon a creature like that again, but he tried to not mind that.

Several hours have passed. The swamplands seemed to be pretty extensive, as Mostris was yet to reach its edge. However little did he know, that he was actually being watched by an elusive blue figure...

Mostris stopped. He looked at his surroundings and realized something. The trees and vegetations seemed the same as the last time he passed. Was he just walking around in a circle?

"Wait, these trees look the same... Am I getting lost?"

Suddenly he heard wet footsteps from behind. The sound slowly getting louder and louder, seemingly approaching him. Out of reflex, he turned around and shifted to a defensive stance, his book floating beside him.

"Who is that?!"

He saw a humanoid figure walking slowly towards him. He had blue skin, with glowing blue chestplate, blue chainmail armor, and two tridents strapped across his back. His glowing white eyes narrow, gazing at him impassively. Mostris flinched a bit.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

The figure halted his steps.

"I should be the one who asked that. Do not fear, I do not wish to hurt you. I only wish for you to do my favor."

"What kind of favor you wanted?"

"I see you're a member of the secluded Coven witches. Among those witches, there is this witch with a biological relative with the Ender Queen. Her name is Stella, but many call her, the Enchantress. Bring her here, to our safety, before They will..."

Mostris, in mind, gasped hearing the name.

"Stella? I'm glad she gets the title she deserved, but why would he wanted her all of a sudden?"

"Why do you want me to do that?

"Because you must be a Coven magus, I see your adept book floating skills."

"But what kind of forces wanted to took her away?"

"That's something I can't tell you about. This threat will come one day, far stronger than the threats of the Nether and Undead, combined. I wish for you to do my favor."

Mostris thought for a bit.

"Alright, I will do whatever the favor that is. But if you ever hurt her, I won't give you mercy."

"Very protective I see. I assure you. I won't do anything with her. Farewell. Meet me again in this swamp one day..."

He turns around.

"Oh, and if you want to leave this swamp, head straight to the north-west."

He ninja runs and hops along a tree, vanishing from view in mere seconds.

"Hmm, north-west..."

Mostris walked towards the pointed way. In his mind he wondered. Why would the blue figure wanted Stella? He knew that she's the descendent of the End Queen, but he doubted that was the only reason he wanted her. His head was full of questions and confusion as he walked away.

## Chapter 7: The Enchantress

Mostris' Perspective

After a pretty long journey afoot throughout the Mystic Forest, Mostris finally glimpsed a sign of his village. He felt happy to see his old home again.

However, something was oddly off when he arrived in the Village. Where are the residents? The village felt eeriely empty, not even any birds chriping, only an uneasy feel of nothingness.

"Hello?" Mostris said pretty loudly, but strangely, none answered.

Mostris then walked through the unusual silence, before he halted to see a corpse laying on a log. He was startled. Something terrible must had happened to the village. A dark spell book laid beside the dead witch. Mostris picked the book up and flipped its pages.

"The Wither Book."

Mostris looked down at the dead witch and let out a sigh. Suddenly a diamond sword flied at him, which impale the ground as Mostris sidestepped. He gasped and looked up to see a black figure atop a building, with black ashes swirling around his body and his glowing eyes directed at him coldly.

Mostris knew the figure was unfriendly, so he shifted to a defensive stance and summoned his golem arms, ready for a fight.

Stella's Perspective

Stella was running frantically to the village to search the cure as her friend, Rain, suffered from the Wither Heart Curse. When she reached the village, she was startled, to see the village is in ruins, many dead bodies and skulls scattered about.

"What has happened?" She said in her mind.

As she glanced around in shock, she noticed a huge skeleton standing on a building a distance away from her. His unnatural red eyes gaze sharply at her.

"Oh look, the puny witch finally decides to return to her ruined home."

"What have you done to the village?! Why... Why are you doing this?!"

The skeleton let out a chuckle. He leapt off the building and landed on the ground with a loud thud, fire ablaze on his hands.

"A personal vengeance you little witch can't comprehend."

Stella struck a defensive stance, ready for a fight against the fire-manipulating skeleton. Something she noticed though, is that the skeleton knew a great extent of fire magic, just like a great Magus she was once familiar with, Infernius. The way the skeleton casted fire, was exactly the same style Infernius used. That skeleton must be him. What had happened, to cause him transform into such abomination?

Suddenly Infernius lunged forward. Stella attempted to cast a barrier, but it was destroyed in one powerful punch, sending her backwards. Pain flooded her senses as Infernius flied and blasted her again, sending her to the air. Infernius then propelled forward and kicked her on the gut. He then grabbed her and slammed her to the ground.

Mostris' Perspective

Null floated on the ground and sent three diamond swords a Mostris, which were deflected easily by his golem arms. Null then throwed another sword, which Mostris used his golem arms to fend the attack off. He leapt forward at Null's face. He yelled out as he swirled his golem arms along, hitting Null several times.

Using his golem arm, Mostris seized Null by his leg and threw him against a building. Mostris shot an arcane blade at him, which Null managed to avoid as the blade only impaled the wall.

Stella's Perspective

Stella managed to regain her footing and summoned three arcane blades. She sent the blades flying towards the charging Infernius, which impaled him and halted his flight. Stella then charged for a spell and suddenly, a bright beam emerged from her book, which hit the skeleton and blasted him away.

Mostris' perspective

As Null stood up, Mostris summoned several golem totems high on the air. Null looked up vacantly at the floating golem totems.

"DIE YOU DEMON!"

Mostris yelled out of fury, as he raised his Creation Eye up. The golem totems slam down at Null, which he managed to dodge a few, until he was smashed on the face by one totem, critically wounding him.

Stella's perspective

Infernius was thrown back, but he managed to propel himself forward and counterattacked by firing a fireball, which blasted Stella on the face, sending her flying backwards and hitting the wall hard. She fell on the ground and dropped to her knees, burns covering her face.

Mostris' Perspective

Out of fury, Mostris smashed the last golem totem towards the gravely wounded Null. He dissipated in black ashes afterwards, finally meeting his demise.

Mostris panted, a bit tired after the fight. He sighed, but then he heard a loud rumble familiar to his ears.

"Nether Portal Spell? Must be a survivor!"

Mostris hurried towards the source of sound.

Stella's Perspective

The Blazing Doom was proven to be too powerful for the Enchantress, forcing her to banish the skeleton to the Nether. Obviously not the best solution since the Nether Horde may recruited him, but she had no other choice.

Stella was gravely wounded after her fight with Infernius, bruises and blood blanketing her body. Pain flooded her senses, leaving her paralyzed in place for a moment. However a fair distance away, Mostris, the Golemancer, glimpsed her.

Mostris' perspective

Mostris noticed a figure kneeling down near a building, covered with blood and bruises. After closer inspection, he realized who the figure is.

"Stella!" Mostris called out.

He hurried towards her and helped her to stand up.

"Magus Mostris?" She said as she tried to resist the pain.

"What had happened to you? And our village?"

"There is not enough time to explain. My friend is suffering a lethal curse, I need your help to purge it."

Mostris raised a brow.

Time skip.

Stella brought Mostris to Rain, who laid on the ground immobilized. His body was blanketed by scorches and his eyes turning red, suffering from the ailment.

"His condition is getting worse. Stand back."

He took two steps forward and floated the wither book. His eyes turn glowing green as he extended his hand forward. The entire scene got bright, the book intensely shook and flipped its pages. Rain's body turned white and finally returned back to normal, cured from the ailment. Slightly tired, Mostris bowed down while panting and the wither book dropped on the ground.

"Thank you, Magus."

"Oh just call me Mostris, no need for that formal title anymore. Here, have a drink."

Mostris handed Stella a healing potion.

"Thanks."

Stella accepted the potion and drank it, as Rain sat up.

"Feeling better now, young man?" Mostris asked.

"You cured me? Thank you."

As they were talking, Stella turned around and walked towards the village.

"Don't mention it."

Mostris helped Rain get up.

"What's your name, young man?"

"I am Rain."

"Nice to meet you, Rain! I am Mostris."

Rain turned his head at Stella, who overlooked the empty village.

"What's wrong with her?"

Mostris sighed.

"Her old home had been destroyed, which is also my old home by the way."

Mostris walked towards her, who looked down at the lake sadly. Mostris patted her back, surprising her. She looked at Mostris with a brief smile, then to Rain as well.

Later, the trio went to the village to properly bury the corpses. Mostris summoned a couple golems to make the process quicker. Eventually they finished it, and the three gather in front of the newly built grave. They prayed and paid tribute to the deceased witches, before they notice a beacon beam flaring to the sky. They then ran towards the source, to find a skeletal enderman gravely wounded and the End Chest lying next to him.