Svisat walked slowly along the paths of the free lands, usually, he went to the bar after the meeting and forgot everything that was said there, but this time it was different....


    it was much worse


    he would easily cope with the "invincible" army, but there may be problems with other lords. Like it or not, all lords are more or less equal in power. Even his command may not be enough, and the inhabitants of the free lands, though they value their freedom, may retreat against such an enemy.


    "Problems?"--suddenly a hoarse voice sounded as if from a radio, and suddenly the boy''s shadow began to deform, become larger, and take on a more extensive shape, and in a moment in front of the boy "hanged" the same blue hoodie as his, but instead of hands, sports gloves and instead of a face, a blue mask with black eyes without pupils and a long black smile


    "I''ll do without you"--replied the boy dryly, not at all surprised by his appearance "Well, you don''t have to be rude, I''m your assistant and I can''t quit in bad times"-- Svisat only grimaced at these words.


    It''s time to learn the story of our little bully.


    On the day when his father died, his mother blamed him for all the problems and troubles, a 7-year-old child could not bear this and that is why he appearedIf you come across this story on Amazon, it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it.


    "Who are you?"--the boy said in a frightened, quiet tone, looking at the figure above him, he was scared but did not run away without knowing why.


    "It''s very rude to start a conversation without a greeting"--suddenly a voice sounded as if from a radio, but the radio was turned off, and the voice sounded from the other side of the mask, even though it was made of wood.


    "Mom said not to speak with strangers"--the boy said again uncertainly


    "Oh, it''s true, how rude of me, I have many names, but you can call me "Assistant" specifically"--he took off his imaginary hat, as gentlemen used to do when they introduced themselves-- "And you are Svisat, we know each other."


    "But my name is material not founded" "I know, but this name suits you better"--suddenly it seemed to the boy that the smile on the mask became bigger, but what nonsense? this can''t be--"Oh you must be wondering why I''m here in front of you, well my little friend I have an incredible proposition for you, have you ever wanted superpowers?"


    "Y-yes?"


    "Great, then I have a special offer for you, I will give you my most valuable power, the power of creation, and even teach you how to use it, and in return, I will live in your head, so it will be even easier to teach you, isn''t that wonderful?"


    "Well.. probably"


    "You don''t need to be ashamed, there are only pluses for you in this agreement"--he held out his hand (if the sleeve of a hoodie with a sports glove can be called a hand)--"Did you agree?"


    "Yes... I think so"--the boy hesitantly shook the Assistant''s hand and suddenly their palms flashed with blue fire, the boy''s eyes became blue, and big bruises and bags appeared under them, his head began to hurt very much, and the assistant himself disappeared for a moment in the boy''s shadow


    After that day, the boy was known as material not found no longer existed and Svisat appeared in his place. It continued for five years, for five long years the little boy lived in a real hell, he was not long in the psychological swing until he died at the age of 13.


    His mother strangled him while he was asleep