Second Chance.

[Victor Wolfe]

Victor Wolfe could either be considered one of the luckiest or unluckiest men alive, true he had been transported to a strange and new world but Victor liked to look on the positive side. He did not have to suffer the fate that would have surely awaited him in his homeland as it was likely he would have been confused with the prince and thus tortured and publicly executed. And he did have knowledge of this world. The shadow being that summoned him even though he had not asked a single question due to being unable to even utter a word in his presence gave Victor all the information he needed to know for now.

"So according to what I would assume was the deity of this world, I am immortal, this place is a pretty sweet deal, all I need to do is keep Omni entertained and no matter how many times I get cut down, Impaled or crushed I will keep coming back !" Victor said with a chuckle.

Victor thought about one of the other things that was mentioned by Omni. Omnilium, a material so powerful that it can be used to fulfill dreams, he decided to put this idea to the test. Victor was fast and a capable technician but he had always felt that if he could muster a much more sudden burst of speed he could leave many opponents wide open and vulnerable for his more precise attacks. He thought about his desire and channelled some of his Omnilium into obtaining this new skill.

Victor felt like he had lost something and in its place gained new previously untapped potential. He decided to test this. he channelled all his thought into doing a quick burst forward and as if by pure instinct was thrust forward, it was a great feeling as due to him moving so fast for a split second it seemed like time itself was going slower. He was already thinking of ways this ability could be used to torment and kill any new opponents in this new land.

It was at this point that it hit Victor, he was not likely to be the only person that was summoned to this world and thus not the only person who could use this new way of gaining powers. If with the basic amount of Omnilium that he was given he could create an ability that was as useful as the speed bursts are to him then what could others who have been in this realm far longer than he has achieved?

"I may not be the most powerful killing machine around anymore. But this also presents new opportunities for one there is less harm in challenging people as even if they kill me I will rise again and can then work to become stronger and kill them in retaliation, I also feel something I have not felt in a long time. Anticipation! There are going to be so many people here who will be well worth the time and effort it will take to find them, introduce myself and then like any good gentleman carve open their throats with my trusty daggers, hmm who knows maybe for the first few I will just skip the formalities and get straight to the fun part."

As Victor laughed at his own ideas of how he would bring people to the brink of death only to push them over the edge he made another revelation about why he could come to love the world he is presently in.

"If I kill someone, no matter how brutally and sadistically I do it they will keep coming back again and again, this means that I can never run out of new vict.. I mean opponents to, fight and eventually kill. And for doing all of this I get a material that allows me to gain power most people would only dream about. This is a real second chance, now that I do not have to serve as a over titled body guard for a prince I can perfect my art in my own way, who knows maybe I will find people that I can share a common goal with, after all killing without a purpose is a good kick for shits and giggles, but when you have a reason for slicing your blade through the artery of someone, perhaps they are a rebel or a murderer themselves perhaps they looked at a noble the wrong way, whatever the reason having one makes that final hit all the more satisfying."

Now for a plan of action Wolfe decided that he would stay relatively central and scout out the gates he could make out on the horizon of this otherwise blank and empty area and after a while would decide what way set out, he would talk to people who approached him but keep his daggers close and an escape plan in mind incase things got ugly.