SIN EATER

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SIN EATER!

Rated 16

A stranger with no memory and a very unusual hunger

But, Not for food,

A stranger with an unusual thirst.

But, Not for water

Only Sins could sate his appetite.

His name is Rat Stars

And he seems to be about 10 years old!

He learns that only by redeeming people and teaching them valuable life lessons can his hunger and thirst ever be satisfied.

The more he “eats” the more he physically ages and grows.

And the more fantastic powers he gains.

But the powers don’t make “eating” easy.

(Although they can be particularly useful.)

Because he doesn’t get “fed” by solving people’s problems for them.

He only gets “Fed” when the strangers he meets, learn to be better people and help others as well as themselves.

From humble beginnings of just teaching basic honesty and integrity to local villagers.

Rats Stars, will have to try and stop an entire world from giving in to its own self-destructive tendencies.

There is a mysterious force, pulling secret strings, trying to achieve starting a world war.

Rats Stars must somehow attempt to stop competing, rival Empires end the world in this destructive war!

In the process of trying to stop this apocalyptic war, he will learn who, or what he really is!

Chapter 1

Fallen Cherub!

Ouch!

“Ok,” thought Rats Star, “So that is what ‘solid’ feels like!”

This first thought was quickly followed with “So, that is what “Smell” is like.

Then came the terrifying train of other thoughts that included,

“Why are those sensations new?”

“How do I know about them anyway?”

And then

“Who am I?”

The back of his mind then told him,

“Your Name is Rats Stars,”

But that same silent instinct also told them that this was a very weird name but did not reveal how he knew what his name was.

Slowly he got up.

Ouch!

He touched his face and found it was damp.

He looked at his finger and saw blood.

Not a large amount, just a scrapes worth.

Looking at the small patch of red on his fingers, Rats Stars realised both that he knew full well what blood was AND that he had never ever seen any blood before!

Ever!

Looking around he noticed he was short.

Which logically meant that he was used to being much taller than this.

He felt his chin and was surprised to find it smooth.

He wondered where his beard was.

“Mmmm” He said out loud.

In surprise at the sound, he said it again. This time much louder!

“Mmmmm!”

“Mmmmmmmmmmmm?”

“Testing! Testing! One! Two Three!”

It would also seem that he no longer had a booming deeply resonant voice!

Instead, he had a soft, almost squeaky voice.

A mild horror and fascination washed over him.

He was now a child!

But only recently!

He knew, (although he had no memory of being “It”), that until very recently he had been an incredibly old, very tall man, with a large beard!

And now he was in a woodland glade.

Surrounded by trees….

He quickly berated himself.

“Well obviously I am surrounded by trees, It’s a Woodland!”

“So, have I fallen out of a tree?”

He looked up

No, he hadn’t

Although in woodland it was a large clearing with no branches directly above him to have fallen from.

He looked down.

The earth did not have a crater, but it did have an obvious “dent” covered in scorch marks.

A “dent” of impacted earth that would have been caused by something considerably heavier than a mere child!

A child that seemed to be about ten years old!

He was also dressed in scorched burnt rags that might have been, until recently, bright white and of the highest quality linen.

Now they were pretty much worthless.

Although in burnt rags on a burnt scorched patch of earth.

He had no burns on his skin.

Only some very minor cuts and bruises from the fall.

So, what else could a previously old man who was now in the body of a ten-year-old child, with no memory of any self-identity possibly do?

Rats Stars chose a random direction and started walking.

The day was pleasant

Warm and sunny but not too hot.

After about three hours, Rats Stars was getting tired and hungry.

It was then that as he rounded some thick bushes, he saw a brick well and two children, about his physical age, arguing.

They both had pale freckled skin and bright shocks of red shoulder-length hair!

While their clothing was that of peasants, it was that of peasants who were well-fed and healthy. Perhaps, maybe, a bit too well fed!

Whoever ruled this land obviously did it well!

“Hi!”

Rats Stars meekly waved!

The girl and boy looked at him.

Both their eyes narrowed.

They were obviously both having some sort of tug of war over a tin bucket near the well!

“What do you want! They both snapped simultaneously.

They both glared at each other, both indignant the other had dared say the same thing at the same time.

Rats Stars was stunned by their sharpness.

Part of him could not help but wonder, ‘Was this the first time anyone had been unpleasant to him too?’

“I’d love a drink of that water if you do not mind…” He asked,

“Here!” the girl snapped, passing Rats a tin cup.

Rats Stars went to drink deeply.

He was so looking forward to that cool refreshing liquid hitting the back of his parched throat.

But instead of finding blessed refreshment.

He instantly threw up!

Desperately thirsty, he tried again.

With the same result!

He felt tears sting his eyes as he tried once more.

Then he fell to his knees, sobbing.

Only to find that he could not even dampen his cracking lips with his own salty tears

The two other children saw how distraught Rats was and this made them temporarily forget their argument.

“What's wrong,” the boy asked, “Why can’t you drink?”

“It’s probably a witch curse!” exclaimed the girl, “He’ll probably die of thirst in a few days!”

The boy nudged her with the sharp edge of his elbow…

“Ouch!” moaned the girl, half-heartedly but with no real feeling to it, “I am just saying!”

“Don’t scare him!” Hissed her brother.

“Sorry…” His sister replied.

“Look” she continued, “We have a few local magic users in the village.”

“It is only a small village, but they are very good,”

Then the boy interjected,

“But they are VERY good!”

“Then we can see the kings guard and try and catch the person who cast that curse on you!”

But even as they talked,

Rats Stars realised that he suddenly felt much better.

He felt less thirsty and less peckish all of a sudden.

The two siblings putting their selfish meaningless argument aside to help a stranger had “fed” him!

He then instinctively knew something extra about himself.

That to survive he needed to solve people’s problems and issues.

Like some sort of very strange vampire.

But instead of drinking blood to survive, he needed instead to extract pettiness, malice and negativity of some form.

Instead of being a vampiric plasmavore, he was instead some weird form of “Sin Eater”

But what the “Wipe” could that possibly mean!

And why in the ‘Wipe’ was his first instinct to think, “What the Wipe!” instead of “What the Hell!”??

Chapter 2

The Silly Drunken Bet!

Five hundred years ago!

The Lord of Evil Chaos and the Lord of the Evil Void were enjoying a drink.

They were nearly halfway through a bottle of best top-shelf distilled mortal evil.

And they were on the cusp of being drunk.

Their thoughts and good judgement were definitely at least affected.

I could go through the process of describing each evil hell lord of Triadvite in turn, but there would be no point!

For their forms kept shifting automatically, effortlessly as they spoke, and various thoughts and notions passed randomly through their minds.

For beings such as these, changing form was easy.

It was staying in one form for any length of time that was the hard part!

Another few glasses of distilled evil quaffed, and they would lose that ability to stay in one shape for a good few decades!

Until they sobered up a little!

The two were having a very vigorous debate about the base nature of mere mortals.

The Evil Chaos Lord slurred in a loud voice, again!

“I am NOT saying that it is NOT stupid of them!”

“No one is saying THAT!”

“Accept,” the Lord of Evil Void, butted in, “Accept THEM!”

“Yes! Ok! Accept them!” Ranted on the Lord of Evil Chaos, “Of course Not Them!”

“But that is exactly my point!

“Your point is what? Again?” Said Evil Void

“What was my point?” Slurred Evil Chaos.

Then It remembered…

“FORM!”

“Form! That was my point. Yes, it is stupid, but I can see how it might NOT seem stupid to THEM stupid mortals!”

“Stupid mortals” giggled Evil Void.

“Well, WE know outer form means nothing… Even some of THEM know that outer form means nothing!”

“But IF you are stuck in one form all your short life with far less than a thousand years to learn anything. Then maybe you’d think your form was somehow important too!”

“And that is why I won that bet a few millennia ago!” exclaimed Evil Chaos slamming down its drink!

“That was sooo, funny!” Said Evil Void

“You once bet me that you could get a million random worlds to destroy themselves!

“For a million worlds across the multiverse to kill and condemn their souls and kill each other over something THAT stupid!”

“I cannot believe you managed to win a bet that silly!”

“But I did!” Shouted Evil Chaos victoriously!

“But really! Skin Colour?! Really? Something THAT stupid!”

“Exactly!” Shouted Evil Chaos victoriously again!

Evil Void narrowed his thoughts, getting annoyed at his friend's boastful gloating.

“I bet you could not do it with just one world.” It smirked quietly.

“WHAT!” Exclaimed Evil Chaos defensively.

“How is that a challenge?”

“Just one world.” Said Evil Void in quiet confidence.

If it had a humanoid form as this point, then its mouth would have spread across its face as a very slow grin!

“But I get to choose the silly thing you have to make them destroy themselves over!”

Evil Chaos knew it was a drunken bet trap but was fascinated and compelled to know more.

“What are the stakes” Evil Chaos said, lowering its voice.

“A single copper coin, from the pocket of one of the first victims to lose their soul over that given silly reason.”

“But if you lose you can never boast about your ‘skin colour’ victory ever again!”

“I am getting sick of hearing it!”

Evil Chaos pondered, ‘It was only one world. How silly could the reason possibly be?”

Afterall, Mortals had even killed over the gender of who they are allowed to love!

If they could kill and condemn their souls for hating even love itself, then obviously he could get the stupid things to destroy their own world over ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING!

“Go on then! YOU'RE ON!”

“CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!”

“One random world to destroy itself!”

“Go on!”

“Name your silly reason you want them to do it over!”

“Any reason you like!”

The Evil Void told his friend the reason.

The silly reason that would be given for one single world, to be tricked into destroying itself.

They both laughed,

And laughed and laughed!

When the Evil Void woke with a mild hangover, later.

It tried to clear its head and remember what had been agreed.

“CRAP!”

It said to itself!

“Oh! DOUBLE CRAP TO INFINITY!”

“I am soooo, going to lose that bet!”

“I’d better cheat!”

CHAPTER 3

Immune!

The Magic-User looked into and examined Rat Stars eyes.

“He seems like a normal ten-year-old boy,”

“None of my detection spells can find any form of a curse, geese, or hex on him!”

The Redheaded ‘Rouge’ twins from the water well looked at each other.

The sister was called ‘Skarlet Rouge’.

The brother was called ‘Krimson Rouge’.

They had brought Rats Stars to the nearest medical Magic-User, Prof Enow Nil MG.

(A MG in this world is like our version of a medical MD.)

“Do you know who you are? Young man!”

“I think I know that my name is Rats Star, sir.” Rats replied.

“But that is all I know”

Rats instinctively guessed that is would be a phenomenally bad idea to tell the good magic doctor any more than he had to.

Rats was certainly NOT going to reveal what he had already worked out about himself or anything about his true nature.

Skarlet Rouge piped up!

“What if he is some kind of Satite spy?”

The Magic Users eyes grimaced. It was not the stupidest thing he had heard all day, but it was one of the top ten!

“Young Lady, I am sure even the Satites do not use 10-year-old children as spies thousands of miles away from the nearest skirmish, let alone the extra thousand from there to the nearest war border or war front!”

“It is far more likely that he has just hit his head!”

“Nothing more”

“Let’s do the basics first and magic away all those scrapes and bruises, shall we!”

“He pulled out a blue wand and flurried it casually with barely any real attention”

“There!”

“Done!”

“Now next…”

“NOTHING HAPPENED!” shouted Skarlet a bit too loud!

“What?” snapped Prof Enow Nil. MG.

He turned to look and saw that indeed, all the scrapes and bruises on Rats face were still there.

“Sorry young man.” He said to Rats, I must be feeling a little tired.

He flurried his blue wand again, this time concentrating, giving off a faint yellow glow.

Again, there was no effect!

He scowled and went to a nearby medical cabinet and got out a new blue wand.

The tried again, this time the yellow light given was a little brighter.

He held the wand to his temple and sent a message to a Nurse to fetch the two other medical Magic users in the building.

They came and they each also tried.

Then they each tried again, with newly unpacked wands.

Then they all tried together giving a flinchingly bright yellow blast of light!

But the scrapes and bruises were still there!

They huddled and chatted and glanced worried at Rats a few times.

Skarlet looked smug.

Her brother Krimson looked worried.

Prof Enow turned to Rat.

“Nothing to worry about!” He smiled, but he was a terrible liar.

“We just want to give you a special test”

“Errrrr? Ok!” Said Rats slowly, getting suspicious in his bones.

“We are going to give you an object.”

“All you have to do is take it to that room and put it in its proper place!”

“Simple? Yes?”

Skarlet grinned with self-righteous glee.

While Krimson felt a deep pit of dread in his stomach as he realised where this situation was quickly going.

“Hold out your hands please.” Prof Enow smiled without feeling.

Reverently they placed the object in Rats hands and pointed to the room he had to go to.

Rats looked at the object.

Rats blinked.

“It’s a….”

“Yes.” Said the professor,

“Just go and put it in its proper place in that room, please.” He said, again pointing to the relevant room!

“It’s a…”

“Yes, we know,” Said the professor.

“We just need to know and confirm for absolutely sure that you are not a Satite spy.”

“That all!”

“It’s a toilet roll!” Said Rats confused

The whole room gimmicked and emotionally baulked.

“We all know what ‘it’ is! Young man!”

“Polite people do not speak of such things!”

“Please just go and put it in its proper place in that room!”

Rats looked at the room sign.

“That’s the…”

“Yes, we all know…!” Exclaimed the Professor.

“Just do it!”

“DO IT NOW!”

“That’s the toilet…!” Said Rats confused.

“YES!” the whole room said in unison in exasperated mild social manners horror that Rats had used both the words “Toilet” and “Toilet Roll” In such quick succession.

Rats said slowly, to make sure he understood clearly.

“As a medical ‘test’ you want me to take this ‘toilet roll’ and put it in its proper place in the ‘toilet’…!?”

“YES!” They all said again.

The mood of the room was now getting impatient and angry.

Rats shrugged his shoulder bemused and said,

“Ok!”

“Finally!” Exclaimed the professor irritably.

He glanced at Skarlet sharply,

“It is ONLY a precaution young lady!”

“You are extremely unlikely to be able to boast ‘I told you so’ at us all”

Rats shrugged his shoulder again.

He went into the toilet.

He saw an empty toilet roll holder.

He slapped it on.

Then left.

Feeling a little foolish about all the weird fuss.

“Young Lady,” Said the Professor.

“Would you be so kind as to check the result!”

Skarlet’s face was deadpan serious now.

As the reality of her earlier glib remark about the possibility of Rats being a spy, now sank in.

Her pale skin became much paler as she walked towards the toilet as fear gripped her chest.

She looked in.

Then she came out.

Now she was even paler still!

“Well?” asked the Professor.

Quietly she said

“He did it wrong.”

“He failed”

Then with a croak in her voice and on the verge of tears, she said in total horror

“I told you so…”

There was a blinding flash of green light as all three Magic users threw everything they had attacking Rats with fear-induced attack magic!

Lightning, Fireballs, and Magical energy plasma all hit Rats with deadly accuracy square in the chest.

Even though these were blue medical wands, there was enough force there to reduce a small barn to ashes!

Certainly, enough raw power to turn a mere 10-year-old child into a gooey puddle.

Rats was totally taken by surprise! Hit at point-blank range!

Skarlet dived into the toilet and locked the door.

She was now crouched in the far corner screaming in terror.

Krimson had not moved.

He was simply too stunned by sudden events to move an inch.

Rats was, however, not the puddle he was supposed to now be.

He looked down at the huge hole in the chest of his already ragged clothes.

Only to see his, totally unharmed, own skin.

All that raw power had done nothing to him.

It had not even tickled.

The Magic users all attacked again but this time to the wall to the side of them.

Blowing a huge hole in the side of the medical building.

Then they all ran!

Then when they had gotten over the initial panic, they all teleported themselves as far away as they safely could.

Krimson was left still standing there stunned.

Skarlet was still screaming in the toilet.

“WHAT THE WIPE!” Shouted Rats!

Noting to himself, again, the unusual swear words of this place!

“How can I have gotten that test ‘Wrong’!”

“What the Wipe, did I do to deserve that level of extreme reaction!”

Skarlet heard none of this over her own screams

Krimson was in a deep fugue state, blankly staring!

Rats sighed and stepped over the rubble and walk casually into the nearest bit of nearby woodland to access all that had happened.

“What the Wipe was going on here!”

In another dimension,

The Lord of All Evil Chaos marvelled at his work.

At its own artistry!

The drunk bet had been made five hundred years ago.

It had taken five hundred years to get this far.

ONLY FIVE HUNDRED!

It would have thought that it might have taken at least two thousand if not three.

Even It was amazed at how easy it had been.

Within another mere fifty, he will have easily won his silly drunk bet against the Lord of the Evil Void.

“DAM I’M GOOD AT THIS STUFF!” He said out loud admiringly to himself.

It seemed all but official.

Who’d have guessed it?

Mortals really were that stupid!

Mortals really could be made to destroy themselves over ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING!

With only one final push needed,

Not even a real push, just only a mere nudge left to do!

It will have won.

It was almost disappointingly easy!

That world was nearly as good as “Wiped” out… already!

It giggled to itself over its own self told bad pun joke!

Delighted with itself in so many ways.

The Dark Lord of Chaos would wine and dine this victory over his friend the Evil Lord of all the Void for the rest of eternity!

What could possibly stop it from winning now?

But what it did not know,

Is that his friend the Evil Lord of all the Void was trying to secretly cheat…

THIS WAS ONLY FIRST THREE SAMPLE CHAPTERS!

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