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Capítulo 3: The Birth of the Forearm Warrior Ch 3

1 Year Has Passed.

MLML is laying on his bed staring at his thatch roof. He is deep in his feels when his father knocks on his door.

"MLML, get your lazy bitch ass out of bed and get working on your forearm exercises."

Igneal doesn't seem to understand MLML's feelings. Now 2 and a half years old he is trying to cope with the untimely death of his only friend. He doesn't even do his beloved forearm exercises on some days. He just lazes around the house like a 30-year-old unemployed bum.

Igneal slams the door after seemingly not getting through to his son. His footsteps can be heard thumping across the wooden floors.

MLML thinks about his friend's last words, was there something more to this seemingly random attack on Greenflower?

He thinks about the day of the event, right after the passing of his friend MLML could not control his anger. He may be young and under 2 feet tall but his forearms aided him in his martial prowess. He turned to the remaining 14 dragons then placed his hands on the ground and threw himself in the air with a forearm jump. Leaping over 10 feet in the air he landed aback a dragon. He raised his arms in the air and clapped his forearms against the dragon's ears. The ensuing smack splattered flesh, brain matter, and blood in every direction in a sphere of 10 feet.

MLML in the eyes of the farmers looked straight out of their worst nightmare. Covered in blood and flesh he began to glide to the ground as the dragon's motor function had failed.

The farmers did not recognize the local boy because of his unsightly appearance and were not sure whether to prioritize the stick dragons or MLML.

Before the farmers could come together and attack one opponent or the other. MLML leaped to the next dragon. He brought his forearms together above his head then slammed them down on a dragon's spine. The dragon folded as several of its vertebrae were obliterated by brute force. It crumpled like lizard origami as it was vanquished from existence. Within another 30 seconds, the second great dinosaur extinction occurred. What remained were dragons littered across the battlefield with horrific fractures with no remaining life force.

A single man, who witnessed this miracle looked at the small man who just single-handedly did what an entire squadron of nights would struggle to accomplish.

In response to this, he screamed, "The gods have sent us the forearm warrior!".

Everybody else in the area cheered for the anonymous blood-soaked hero who stood at a mighty 2 feet tall.


Capítulo 4: Kicked out at the old age of 2 and a half CHP 4

It has been 4 days since MLML's father came into his room, to yell at him for being lazy. He hasn't moved from his rickety bed for 3 days. All he's done over the course of these days is reminisce on the seconds before Craig's death and if he could have prevented it.

This was when his father came into his room, for what was the last time. He sat down on a stool to the side of MLML's bed and met his droopy eyes. The look in his eyes was that of a father who figured out his son quit baseball, even though he had a promising future ahead of him. He wasn't infuriated, he wasn't sad, he was purely disappointed.

"Listen, son, you may have just turned 2 six months ago but it's time for you to move out of the house".

MLML replies in a slow tone.

"Why Dad? I just barely stopped shitting my pants"

"Well, son you just skipped your forearm workouts 3 days in a row. No son of mine is going to skip out on forearm workouts because he's being a sad little bitch. Get out of my house, you no longer need a diaper, so it's time to leave. My father did the same to me once, so I could fend for my own in this unfair world. I heard rumors of a forearm warrior, that's you, isn't it? Nobody else could figure out who the man clad in dragon's blood and guts was. I knew it was my son, I was proud but now I'm just disappointed. You let the death of your friend get you down this hard. When it should have motivated you to make your forearms more powerful".

That was when his dad grabbed him by the arm, with superior forearm power, and proceeded to yuck him out the window, pulverizing the window back into sand.

Several hours later MLML wakes up. He sits up into near-pure darkness; the only available light comes from several street lanterns lined up along the street.

He looks around to try to understand his surroundings. He notices a bag with a note on top of it. He opens the note while still sitting on the ground.

It reads, if you even try to step foot into the house before you can kick my ass, I'll fucking kill you. Love, Papa Igneal.

Finally remembering what had happened a few hours prior, it finally dons on MLML that he was left to fend for himself in this world of swords, sorcery, and forearms.


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