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Chapter 62 - Tides of Fate

While conflict between spirits at their caliber was uncommon and something that would only open a path for someone to kill them both. The old man didn't mind that Sokka killed the Evil Lady, he was even glad. Someone like her had nothing but evil and malice to offer to the world.

Yet, the old man, he was the Spirit of Fate, someone who had a prophetic-like ability and could grasp small glances of the future. Even with the glances he got, there was no sign of Sokka doing something explicitly evil. In reality, he was just doing good things.

*sigh* "Kid," the old man rubbed his forehead, trying to think of what to say. "You are someone who I would look after if the circumstances were different. Good people like you restore my faith in humanity. But the world needs balance, and as the Spirit of Fate, I can tell that you were never supposed to be so… fate-defying."

Fate, something that was like a river. Throwing stones at it could cause ripples in it, but it wouldn't change the direction of the river. There have been some people who have been able to change their fate, essentially putting a dam and delaying things like their death, or the death of a loved one. 

But Sokka was different, he had changed the direction of the river. It was more than just digging a canal, it was as if he picked up the river and changed its direction. No, that wasn't it either. The whole river moved as if to benefit him. Fate sometimes wasn't kind to its owner, even when it was, there were usually repercussions. But for Sokka, it was different, as if lady fate itself was spreading her legs for him. 

Even the old man, as the Spirit of Fate, wouldn't say that his fate was something he could control or have it flow how he wanted to. 

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-Sokka POV-

This old man was dangerous. His power should be somewhere around the Evil Lady's level, maybe a little weaker. But he seems to know about my high Luck, so that was a little troubling. That means I have to kill him today, no matter what.

The Spirit of Fate was a very grand name. He was probably called by another name too. But that didn't matter. Well, I had contemplated in the past, if someone might notice my good Luck, what would I do? Contemplating such situations could be done as speculation at most. Because I have no idea what kind of person they might be. Even spirits had many different qualities of personality.

While I haven't learned a lot from the old man, he seemed like a kind Spirit. His attack on me was only due to necessity.

Forcing myself to yawn internally, without opening my mouth, tears rolled down my cheek. "Old man, please… I… I have a grandmother and sister to take care of. I promise not to interfere with the Avatar or the world anymore. I just wanted to help people before. Please don't kill me, my sister will always feel worried about what happened to me."

To make yourself sincere, if you can, always make the situation or excuse, about someone else. Saying it that way would make me seem more sincere. Also the reaction of yawning instinctively brings tears to your eyes.

"Okay, okay, let's calm down first, I am not here to kill you," says the old man, taking his sword off my belly, and applying some acupuncture with his finger to stop the bleeding. 

Do you think I am stupid? Stabbing me and then saying you weren't here to kill me? If I hadn't spoken, by now I would be dead. You fucking naive old man, doing only what you think is right and to keep 'balance'.

Many spirits have been trying to kill me lately. I am not going to just roll over and take it. You want balance? Well, you can have it… 

The old man put a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Well, I am sure we can work something out. If you live as a hermit-"

Fwish!

My spear cut through the air, and the old man's eyes widened, there was no longer a hand holding onto my shoulder.

*Click!*

 I clapped my shoes and teleported away. Just behind the old man's back.

Clang!

My spears seemed to hit an invisible steel wall, and the power behind my swing seemed to shake my spear, that vibration traveled up my arm.

The old man turned around with a furious look in his eyes. "You faked all that?"

No, because the best lies need a sprinkle of truth in them. But I won't tell him that, just in case anyone was listening in. "When you want to kill someone you should be prepared to get killed."

*Click!*

I teleported once again, this time to his side, and swung my spear at him again. Due to my high level in [Spear Mastery], my spear moved so fast that it was invisible to the normal eye. 

Just as my spear was about to touch him, he extended his hand, probably creating another invisible barrier.

*Click!*

But I teleported to his side and cut off his other arm. Though it was a spirit, the way his arm sloped to the ground was like that of a human. 

"You lying brat!" He yelled out, as dark energy surrounded his form.

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A/N: Unlike the Nemean Lion, most spirits don't have such overwhelming physical abilities. But strange abilities that don't align with any bending, like Koh's ability to steal faces if someone shows emotions in front of him. Doesn't matter how strong you are as a bender, Koh can take your face away.

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