Terrible in a good way.

Your uncle had beaten the shit out of you.

No way to pretend otherwise.

Even when your right tattoo manifested a shield and you knew how to use it, he had the power to go right through your guard with one hand.

And when that Shield turned into a sword, he batted it aside like you were a toddler, despite having perfect form.

Your left hand as you touched your leg, diagnosed it as broken.

Running your hand along the path of wrecked bone healed it but not without pain, the pain went away when you focused on it though .

Both Powers drained you like, you had heard gift would, especially for those new to them.

Healing the single bruise on your uncle, from the one strike you were able to get through, was easier.

" kid you are in luck. "

Huff* "Don't feel very lucky right now."

" That's just cuz you're stupid, like me and your father, haha!" His belly laugh made you feel like you weren't completely screwed, then his tone become somber, bringing the worry back. "When you leave, you'll probably never be able to come home, because then the lie would start to break. "

" Never?!? "

" I'm sorry kid, it's basically your only option, I won't see you killed for this.

Here's the plan.

You signed up as an adventure with no pact, right?"

Stunned head nod is his answer.

"When you get to the frontier, you are going to do two things.

First you're going to find the local healers and buy one of every type of health potion, you are then going to buy the same type of glass bottles from a shop, then buy a potion Bandelier.

You will disguise all of your healing using the different 'potions'.

Second, go to the local mission office.

Tell them you are updating your paperwork, because you have a pact with a God now, when they ask say its the same God me and your dad have, the first blessing you get from our God is a weapon that is perfect for you.

For the men of our family it's almost always a warhammer, you'll be better off with a sword.

That same ability with use will also let the weapon also change into a ranged weapon.

You will use that fact to hide your other gift.

I suggest you go to a place with fewer of our worshipers and a place in need of Adventures the most, they will not ask questions.

You planned the frontier, go to the far edge, as deep as you can while still having a safe place to rest."

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After coaching you on that, your uncle spent the rest of the night trying to cheer you up.

Like he had when you were younger, you did your best to play into enjoying the war songs, stories and card game.

But the future you had unwittedly tied yourself to kept your spirits from being truly lifted.

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You picked a place far away, traveling great distance on foot and through many portals, leaving the land you've known your whole life.

Like his words had suggested, you found the place in need of adventures the most, thankfully they weren't in need of high-tier yet, just a lot of low.

A new land had opened on the portal network, someplace long ago lost to the darkness of the void had been reclaimed by one of the nicer War gods.

Let open for all to use and claim a piece.

So far the land seem to be relatively harmless in the grand scheme of things, but if regular folk were going to reclaim the land and turn it into something useful, it would need many parties to venture forth and quell it, purge the darkness that lingered and defeat the enemies that hid within.

Following all of your uncles advice you now stood before the clerk responsible for assigning you.

" Okay new guy, since you don't have a crew, I'm going to assign you to one, because you are not someone I would trust to run a solo."

" That's fair I wouldn't want to do a solo anyways"

" Oh that's refreshing normally, the green as grass new guys, this far away from home, have too much bravado always trying to commit suicide by stupidity."

"I'm going to choose to take that as a compliment,"

" Good because it was one, or at least as close as you're going to get from me, I've got a team of other brats like you, they need a fourth, honestly I was hoping for someone with a better support role, but another war god worshiper should be enough to smash through these enemies and y'all can get healed up once you get back here. "

" I may be from a long line of muscle bound idiots, but I was also raised by a Healer, " You open your cloak to show the Bandelier of 'potions' in break resistant bottles, "I rather not use them as we both know they can be expensive, but I promised to always carry them."

"Even better, I'll still put you down as a frontline striker but I'll note that you were trained in equipment based support roles.

Meet your new partners here tomorrow bright and early, and when y'all finish the quest you can part ways or if something magical happens and you make friends, let us know and we'll put you down as a duo or Trio or full team. "

AN: Grammer, Typoes, formating