Luke POV

I had my revenge. It felt good. I have never had such a power rush before. This is what is called being drunk on power. It’s not a bad feeling. It’s intoxicating and euphoric.

Well, my short lived life was fun. I got to do a kamehameha before dying.

Sadly, I wasn’t the first mana sick kid to be thrown in war, there have been many others before me who were just as unfortunate as me. People of this world are disgusting, using mana sick kids as bombs. On second thoughts, I don’t want to live in such a shitty world. Maybe after this incident, some mana sick kids will be treated like normal children. This should hopefully send a message to this world .

I can finally rest in peace.

That was what I thought until I heard a scream. I turned around and saw a little girl thrown in air and pierced by an arrow. I was confused, what was the point? But I saw mana running rampant inside her just like me. Oh shit, she’s going to explode. Another mana sick.

Steelhart bastards. Some people never learn. 

I have wanted to act hero too. Let’s do this then. I flew up and caught the girl. Just when I thought that mana sick kids could have a better life. These pricks do the exact opposite of what I had expected. She is going to die and explode. Ruthless bastards, no kid can survive an arrow in the chest. I plunged the arrow out of here. Alright I got to do something. Somehow heal her wounds. I don’t know how to do that.

The best I can do is stitch her up with mana threads. Well, you will be darned lucky if you survive.

“There is nothing much I can do. It’s all up to you, if you cling to your life, you will survive” I spoke to her. She looked me at me with tears in her eyes. She didn’t say anything. At this rate, she doesn’t have much hope.

“Here, take some of this mana. It’s refined mana. Not the rampaging mana.” She nodded and held my hand. Giving her some mana just increased her chance of survival, there’s still no guarantee whether she will live or not.

I flung her to the side. Wanted to throw a child , check. Ahem, it was just to prevent her from getting caught in my last attack. I looked at the other army. I had a feeling after all of this, these humans will still keep using mana sick as nukes. Time to put my foot down.

“Listen denizens of this world, the cruel kings, the wicked nobles and the greedy mages. We mana sick are humans just like you and no different from you. Then why is it that since eras we have been treated like nothing more than tools to do your bidding. We maybe weak for our strength comes at the price of our life. But no more shall we suffer, for this event shall repeat in the annuls of history, whenever a mana sick is oppressed, they shall seek vengeance on this world. Just like today, a mana sick will pay you back in cold blood.”

Let’s try and use mana to create a flame. Black flames of course. Thankfully, it worked. I am not going to kill these bastards. Just making sure they don’t go home in one piece. 
Enton Kagatsuchi is what I want to say, but you can use magic silently in this world. 
Pillars of black flames rose from the ground, and burned all the soldiers of the Steelhart Army, while leaving them alive.

I threw up an orb of mana vertically. When it started descending, I infused mana in my fingers.

Then, I pierced my heart.