Chapter 4: Im Not Bad (1/2)

Nine years old.

Chalker: Do you think I'll turn bad, Margaret?

Margaret: Chalker, you must remember that I'm an angel. With me around, you won't go astray.

Chalker: But no one else can see you. How can you prove that I won't go bad?

Margaret: You won't, I guarantee.

Chalker: I don't believe you! Pinky promise?

Margaret: Alright.

Just then, Mother knocked on the door.

Mother : Still awake? I'm coming in.”

Mother: What are you mumbling to yourself about?

Chalker: Nothing. I'm praying to G.o.d! I'm going to sleep now.

Mother: What a strange child.

At nine years old, Chalker told his first lie. Chalker and Margaret shared a secret. Margaret was an angel. She promised not to let him turn into a baddie. Chalker did not want to be a baddie because Mother had told him that only goodies went to heaven. Baddies had to go to h.e.l.l.

Twelve years old.

Chalker: I want to be a horseman, Margaret.

Margaret: How can you be a horseman when you're so pet.i.te?

Chalker: Tell me then, Margaret. What can I be in the future?

Margaret:  Here, take this. If you use this, you can be a horseman.

Chalker: What's this?

Margaret:  Gluttony.

Chalker: What does it do?

Margaret: It makes you stronger.

Chalker: Okay.

At twelve years old, Chalker was gifted Gluttony, and his appet.i.te expanded tremendously. He started growing tall and big and was stronger than most kids his age.

Fifteen years old.

Chalker: Look at the way I hold my sword, Margaret. Do I look like a horseman?

Margaret : Yes, but without grandeur.

Chalker: Grandeur?

Margaret: A horseman's grandeur.

Chalker: What should I do?

Margaret: Take this!

Chalker: What's this?

Margaret:  Wrath. It will give you the grandeur you need.

Chalker: Okay.

At fifteen years old, Chalker received Wrath from Margaret. He became bad-tempered and Mother just a.s.sumed that he was undergoing p.u.b.erty. Only Chalker knew that it was Margaret's gift that made him this way. Through selections, he became a new recruit with the most potential.

Eighteen years old.

Chalker: What do I do, Margaret? I killed someone.

Margaret: It's alright. You killed the enemy. He would've killed you if you did not do it first.

Chalker: But I killed somebody! Have I gone bad?

Margaret: With me around, you won't go astray. Take this.

Chalker: What's this?

Margaret:  l.u.s.t.

Chalker: What's it for?

Margaret: Not much, but it can make you happy. You'll forget everything that's happened today.

Chalker: Okay.

At eighteen years old, Chalker accepted l.u.s.t from Margaret. He was very merry because he had become a real man. From then on, Chalker started on his horseman journey.

Twenty-one years old.

Chalker: I'm the youngest general. His Majesty wishes to see me!

Margaret: Yes. The enemies are frightened by the mere mention of your name.

Chalker: But I'm so nervous. His Majesty wants to see me and it's a great honor and glory! What should I do?