Kurokono
Kurokono let loose his mischievous smile as he runs along the ever familiar slum corner. Behind him were a bunch of thugs chasing after him. The past 4 weeks has been spent making skirmishes on the slave trafficking scene, and stealing those black money.
I just parcelled in one of those guys' head, and they got so pissed, funny."HUMA!" Kurokono turned to face the thugs, and with one swing of his sword, he casted a wall of ice at them.
"So long suckers! Eh---?" Kurokono felt a tug on his arm and leg just when he was about to seize this opportunity to escape. His own arm and leg have been frozen together with that ice wall, a clear result from his skill of magic control.
"NOOOOO--- HELPPP! FORGIVE ME!!!""ARGHHHHH!!" Kurokono received a slash across his chest, stupidly getting killed by one of those thugs.
No Ox or Horses, I'm still in this living world I guess... Kurokono respawned beside the fountain.
Another life wasted... By now, he knew that he has the 'magic' ability of having multiple lives, but he wouldn't be acting recklessly just because of that, since he doesn't know which death would be his last one.
"One plate of porkchop," Entering the inn, Kurokono sat at the front table. His 'tab', or dine-and-dash, has settled by then.
"I would need someone to write a letter for me, I'm illiterate here..."