A Survivor's life in the dungeon (A Danmachi Fanfic.)

Chapter 11

I looked at my spear Beowulf, feeling its cold steel as I gripped it strongly in my hands...

I looked around and saw that everyone was waiting for me to choose.

I made up my mind, I want a family, but at the same time I want strength and power, power to kill, power for revenge. Power to be the strongest.

"I'll go with---"

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*Narration*

The sun is shining brightly in the middle of the sky, the air cool as the spring breeze blows in the air.

The adventurers are packing up their supplies as they prepare to resume their journey back to the dungeon city of Orario.

Shakti Varma is currently looking at the boy August as he packed his bag up for the journey, she only knew him for a total of five days but she felt that she had grown fond of him as she watched the boy go through maybe the hardest moment he'll ever face.

"I'm ready now miss Shakti." the boy stood tall as he walked towards the young adventurer with his stuff.

"Drop the formalities August. remember what Finn said, you're now an adventurer. The same  as us." She said as she moved closer towards the boy. "Are you sure about this?"

"Yes mis-- yes I'm sure of my decision. I'll go with lord Heracles." The boy said with a determined face.

"I can't stop you can I?" She moved in to hug him as she whispered in his ears. "The Ganesha familia will always be a family for you to come home to. after all you are the son of Siegfried."

"I know... Thank you for everything till now Shakti. I'll never forget you and everyone else." August gave Shakti a hug back as his eyes are threatening to shed tears.

"Hey now." She pulls out of the hug. "Why are you sounding like this is the last time that we will see each other? This goodbye is just temporary. you'll get to see us all once you come to Orario."

August nodded his head as he wiped his eyes roughly, he gave Shakti a big smile as she pats the boy's head.

"And I know when we'll see each other again that you'll be strong."

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"But you should always be careful August. take care of yourself."

"I will... and Shakti, take care of yourself as well."

there is a long and comfortable silence as the two said their temporary farewell, promising to see each other in the future.

As the moment passes, and all the words have been said, August makes his round to say goodbye to everyone he knows, his fellow survivors from the village, the adventurers who save them, and he pays his respect to those who had fallen and given their lives in battle. Shedding some tears for Rajesh as he remembered how he lift him up to his shoulder on their journey together.

As he was saying goodbye he came face to face with Ottar, the strongest, the king, the person whose strength he yearned for.

"Thank you for saving me." he said as he bowed his head in appreciation and respect.

"Hmmm..." Ottar gave him a nod and turned around as he walked away towards his familia.

"ONE DAY I'LL SURPASS YOU!!!" August didn't know why, but his mouth suddenly moved to shout those words. But deep down he knows that he meant it. every word of it.

Ottar paused, as he stood imposingly strong, with his back turned he spared a glance towards the young boy.

August didn't back down at Ottar's stare as he defiantly stared back at him. Ottar remembered the story he heard from the others while he was unconscious from the fight.