Anyways, like I said in my lastest chapters, I have a new novel that came out, it is my own work and it is called Exalted Warlock.

If you like Warlock of the Magus World or Age of Adepts then it should be right up your alley.

But be warned it is a slow burn, an example that comes to my head is the MC, Magnus Tempest. He will not even touch upon magic, dozens of chapters into the story.

So, if you are interested in it, go check it out, it is on Webnovel and Royal Roadl.

And you could also check out my pat-reon page @ https://pat-reon.com/Abdirah that is if you want to get ahead, there I have 7 chapters so far (which is 21,000+ words).

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As if he heard me my inner complaining and cursing, he went over to a cupboard where the dishware was located at, and then he took out two large wooden plates and two dog bowls with Fang written on them in all caps font. He also took out two spoons, and a giant ladle spoon for scoping the paste out from the pot.

Hagrid went over to the sink, then he rised and dried the plates and the spoons, next he came back to the table, and he set down the plate and spoon for me right across my chest level. He moved on from me and went on to set down his own plate and spoon, and then he put fang's water bowl and food bowl to the ground. After that, Hagrid wheeled around to face the pot then picked up the ladle spoon, and stuck it inside the pot of goulash...

The young wizard saw all this happen right before his eyes, and he did not comment at all or even say a single word, the only thing you could utilize to glean the state of the young wizard was his posture, it was that of a man who is has given up and surrendered to fate's whims. But after Hagrid scoped out a large filling of pasta on to his plate, his mask cracked and you could notice that face immediately blanched all at once, when Hagrid had placed that humongous scope of goulash that is nearly as tall as a small hill. He even had to look from the sides of the great big pile, to peer from across himself.

Hagrid stuck the ladle spoon back in the pot and scoped out another large a.s.s pile of the paste and thrust it out right before my face and asked me with that deep booming voice of his, "Is that enough or do yeh want some more?"

I plastered a weak smile on my face and answered back in a hallowed out tone with not a flick of energy behind it, "No, thank you! This is more than enough for little old me."

"Are yeh sure, yeh do no' want anymore?" Hagrid asked as his bushy eyebrow half raised in skepticism, as if he does not believe that I could take care of my well being. "As yeh jus' said yeh are pretty small, yeh do need a bit of mea' on yeh, and yeh could use a little bit more of some growin'." Hagrid finished with, trying to convince me to have a go at not just one pile of the d.a.m.n pasta but two!

I stared up at him and into his eyes trying to find any ill intentions hide in them, because if there is a method to get away with murdering somebody and making sure it does not come back on to you. Then it would have to be to overstuffing them with heaps and heaps of s.h.i.+tty food until the burst or just fall over with a heartburn.

All I saw in those black eyes overcast with those bushy eyebrows was no ill will, but just cheerfulness and good spiritedness, and that did not fill me with any relief at all. No siree, that filled me with the exact opposite of relief, it filled me with somberness and extreme worry. Because the worst type of enemy is not somebody who hates your guts or despises you, because you will keep a look out for them and see them for who they truly were.

No, it is somebody that takes you out with a simile and an embrace, those f.u.c.king evil b.a.s.t.a.r.ds and b.i.t.c.hes are just vile and should have no place in this universe. But do you know who is way worse than them, it is an ally that accidentally fires you in the back and kills you!

What was that great, fantastic quote again 'What one should really fear is not a competent enemy, but an incompetent ally.' Yep, this is the one I considering about, and can you guess who fits that bill, perfectly right now? Uh-Huh, it is Hagrid!

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It is these types of mother f.u.c.kers that make you doubt humanity and their worth. Caelum sighed to himself as all those thoughts and feelings run through his head. The young wizard was moaning and grumbling to himself the unfairness of the universe for putting together with dimwits and dunderhead when Hagrid spoke up again.

"Caelum do yeh want some more?" Hagrid once again asked me that stupid d.a.m.n question with that same large scope near my face, I stirred awake up from my musing and thoughts then looked up at the half giant. I seriously had the urge to jump the guy, but I held myself back since it will only take a single swipe for Hagrid, for me to end up sprawled on to the floor with dozens of broken bones and blood leaking out of me, from my internal injury.

Hagrid must have noticed the internal struggle going on inside of me and that killing aura that I leaked out for a second there so he wisely stepped back from me with that same cheerful smile on his face. With that, I had the strange suspicion that the oaf must have had my blood boiling on purpose, but I chucked that out of my mind since I already had an immediate problem right before me.

How the h.e.l.l am I going to eat all this food, that must be ghastly just like all of Hagrid's other attempt at cooking? It truly looks like this simple hut is going to become my final resting place! Sight, I am so young and I had so much ahead of me to do and accomplish, but then again isn't that what everyone thinks when their time comes for them?