The Majin 5 Chapter 5 Lake Stella

'I spent 4 years in a place that didn't want me. This is probably for the best'
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Picking up on landmarks from the map he memorized, Omen heads towards the nearest body of water named, Lake Stella.

Urban legend says this body of water was a remnant from when the ice of Niflheim met the heat of Muspelheim and created Ymir, the first being, a giant.

'This is a Norse world so of course, they believe all of that Odin stuff.'

Getting rid of stray thoughts, Omen soon reaches the lake a little before dawn. With barely enough light, He glances over the lake and finally sees a reflection.

It's a cute chubby 5-year-old face, tan skin, black hair, sharp eyebrows, and red eyes. The b.u.mp growing out of his head seems to have receded. Looking a bit closer Omens finds his sclera, however, is black.

What should be the whites of his eyes is black! Making the red eyes almost glow in contrast.

'Majin Buu!' Omen exclaims in realization.

PPSSSHUUUUUUUWW

The water level rises suddenly and the water formed a person whose gender is indistinguishable.

The being points at Omen, "What is a Majin doing in the world of the living?" it said.

'Majin? I seem to resemble Majin Buu from that one show, and he was the progenitor of the Majins. His lore was pretty significant. What if I can use it?'

Omens' eyes s.h.i.+ne with a mysterious light. Under a stoic and unsurprised expression and Omen responds to the being, "Address the way to speak to me or your life is forfeit, spirit."

Suddenly the being felt a bad premonition from Omen's words when he couldn't feel any power from the small child.

The spirit took a breath and stared at Omen. As if making up its mind, the spirit released a colorless spiritual pressure on Omen and says, "I only respect those that deserve my respect. And a child with the Hamr of a Majin does not. Speak the reason for your presence in the human world!"

The spirit's colorless pressure didn't faze Omen which didn't go unnoticed. In fact, the pressure caused a reaction from Omen as his red eyes glowed slightly more and his brows dropped into a scowl.

Omen walked forward as the anger from the villagers, anger from his father not returning, anger from this world bubbled up deep from inside. A black aura started rising from his person, and faster than the spirit could react, Omen was floating in front of its face with a charged black ki blast with a red center.

Omen's voice becomes augmented in his rage as he screams from the top of his lungs, "UUWWAAHHH!!". Omen's scream shakes the heavens and earth as dark clouds start to form and lightning comes down.

!!!

The spirit's eyes scream in terror as it starts to understand the Majin in front of it is nothing it has ever seen before. The black aura rising from Omen increases by the second with his blinding rage and finally, he shoots the ki blast at the spirit.

The spirit tries to block Omen's attack, as it was too close to dodge at point black distance. However, its attempt is futile. The spirit soon disintegrates into the ki blast.

Yet the ki blast kept going.

PVVVWWWOOHH

Upheaving the land and cras.h.i.+ng heavily into a mountain into the distance until the beam doesn't have enough power to keep going.

The anger inside Omen doesn't subside and his aura explodes in a huge destruction wave that shoots his energy into his perimeter creating a crater of epic proportions around him.

Finally, Omen starts to breathe and regain his sense. The light in his eyes reside and he looks around to find the devastation around him.

'What just happened'? Omen askes himself in puzzlement.

"It is said the Fylgja of a person is a spirit follower intimately tied to that of its owner. A human-shaped Fylgja is even more unique. Aren't you afraid of offending big people by killing that one?"

Said a voice all around Omen. The near vicinity of Omen starts to distort and a figure appears suddenly once again.

A man this time, with black dress clothes and long overcoat. He was pale white, black lipstick and has long black hair pulled back into a bun on top but it wasn't tied completely and some hair came down the back. His golden eyes s.h.i.+ned as he stared at Omen.

"His anger is understandable Forseti." another voice calls out from behind Omen. A hand soon pats Omen's shoulder in warmth.

Omen looks up at the towering presence. A man with a rigorous beard, bulging muscles and a war-torn face with clear signs of tear stains. As if the man has cried for many millennia.

The man in black, Forseti, looks at the appearance of the new man, "Vali, what reason have you to interfere in my jurisdiction? A Majin child with power, unlike any other Majin we have seen, can't remain in the human world."

"That's where you're wrong Forseti," said Vali. "I've been watching this boy since he was firstborn. As his soul first came in contact with the outside world, I could sense his presence. As if all the anger in this world was being absorbed by him and directed at him."

"Just because you are the G.o.d of Vengeance, doesn't mean you can stop me from doing my job, as the G.o.d of justice," replied Forseti.

"That's where you are wrong Forseti. I can and I will," Vali said with a smirk on his face.