“Go and conquer your desires…..“ Rodrick felt as if he had received a gentle push but somehow ended up flying into the quiet tumbling fog. Stifling a scream, Rodrick struggled to balance himself to avoid breaking an arm or leg on landing. But fate could be a bastard sometimes. Although Rodrick had tried his best to stabilize himself, he ended up landing in a very embarrassing manner.With a short yelp, he stood up and rubbed his painful b*tt.“Ah…what a seriously annoying man” Rodrick grimaced as the memory of being pushed like a chicken into a pot of stew didn't sit well with him. First of all, what was this place?The whole of this place that was covered in fog almost made him feel like he was riding on clouds but then the fog still looked pretty transparent and…..“What's that?“ Rodrick glanced around him as he felt that something was seriously off right here if not, where would that smell be coming from?“Sniffing the air once, Rodrick determined that this was the smell of……His e
“Heavenly food court?“ Rodrick looked stunned and confused. “What kind of messed up name is that anyway?“ Rodrick shook his head with a smile. If heaven was real doesn't that mean he was dead? As this thought came into his mind, Rodrick paused in horror, wait a minute! was he dead? All his life, the descriptions of heaven by those who called themselves believers was a place full of white clouds and white garments and…….Why was he even thinking about all those anyway? The real deal was still in front of him. Was it the real deal or real food? All foods were real just that this one was a bit unrealistic. Wait! why was he even thinking about realistic and unrealistic food in the first place? Shit! Was this how dead people behave? No way!From a third person's perspective, Rodrick's face was changing very fast in different ways, with all his emotions overflowing, he displayed the attitude of someone close to running mad from thinking.Suddenly, Rodrick felt a cooling sensation spread from
“What the hell?“ Rodrick almost threw up when his brain processed what he was being ordered to do. He looked at the Food golem to better ascertain what was going on, but he was met with a stoic and emotionless face that gave no form of clue as to why he had to drink fresh blood.“Guest #204's brainwaves are getting entangled and complicated from overthinking. Beginning brain destruction sequence in 5…4…3..““Ok fine!“ Rodrick literally screamed out. “I'll do it” He conceded.The golem halted the sequence and gazed at him with it's lifeless eyes that also gleamed with a touch of cruelty.Rodrick shuddered when he felt that sort of evil gaze on him. This wasn't a good food creature at all. This was an evil creature that was made up of food and forced its victims to drink blood.'That son of a b*tch sure hates humans' Rodrick's childish conclusion and thoughts kept colliding and producing more branching thoughts until he saw the golem move…That scared the hell out of him as he instantl
Rodrick's mind echoed with the word "Mother," revealing a profound connection buried within his emotions. The mysterious woman before him transformed, and he found himself staring into the eyes of someone who resembled his long-lost mother.A flood of memories surged through Rodrick's consciousness, unlocking the gates of a past he had almost forgotten. His mother's face, her warm embrace, and the sound of her laughter echoed in the depths of his mind. Overwhelmed by emotions, Rodrick struggled to maintain composure in this surreal space.The woman spoke, her voice a soothing melody that resonated within Rodrick's being. "My son, you have embarked on a journey far beyond the realms of ordinary existence. The ancient blood booster you ingested has opened the gateway to the ethereal, connecting you to the forgotten roots of our lineage."As the revelation unfolded, Rodrick's eyes widened with astonishment. His mother explained the existence of a hidden legacy, a lineage of guardians wit
Blade and the Degoserind found themselves in the midst of a stunning winter landscape within the Underground Anti-Magnetic City. The snowy plains stretched as far as the eye could see, creating a serene atmosphere that contrasted sharply with their harrowing escape.The tolling bells and ethereal music filled the air, making Blade curious about the significance of this celebration."Christmas?" Blade echoed, unfamiliar with the term.The Degoserind grinned, "Ah, you surface folks have forgotten many traditions. Christmas is a time of joy, celebration, and giving. The bells and music herald the season"As Blade absorbed this new information, a bustling cityscape emerged on the horizon, and they set out to explore what lay beyond the snowy expanse. In the Underground Anti-Magnetic City, Blade found himself amidst a vibrant metropolis. The architecture was a mesmerizing blend of advanced technology and timeless elegance.The level of fusion between magnetism and technology awed Blade as
Blade awoke the next morning in the tranquil confines of his room, the events of the previous day still fresh in his mind. But as usual, he decides to just stare at the ceiling without any specific thought in mind. He was just thinking about random ridiculous things that he wouldn't remember anymore by the next minute.After some time, he stood up with a yawn, a rather long one considering the fact that his mouth was still open all the way from his bed to the window. When Blade got to the window his eyes searched through the streets and unconsciously wandered in the direction of the Degoserind's smashing punishment. Thinking of his friend's badluck caused a hint of smile to show up on his lips.Surprisingly, the wall was back to New! Well, what did he expect from someone as rich as the Magnetic Devil. Speaking of which, Blade's eyebrow curved in a rarely seen worried expression.“Where's that guy?““Well, I guess he could take care of himself, just hope he's not done some crazy things
Blade was shocked silly by what he was seeing. There was no need to do the eye rubbing thing since he knew she was real and not some impostor.Marveling at the new look and speechless at the cute way in which she looked when she frowned, he sighed helplessly.“I'm sorry but still, this is partially your fault. You never told me your name or even anything about you and now you're appearing as a female, any sane person would freak out at first!““Don't act like the righteous one here! You also didn't tell me your name until we got to this city and I heard it from Jane.““Still, you could have told me you were female!” Blade raised his hands up and brought it down to his sides in exasperation.“Why didn't you tell me that you entered the tunnel for a trial?““Who in their normal minds would talk to an enchanting Degoserind huh? A mysterious creature taht gets into your hhead and does all kind of unspeakable damage to the point of it's victim losing sanity“ Blade retorted fiercely.There
Blade stood there, bewildered, as Imelda turned away from him, her tears creating a glistening spectacle in the morning sunlight.“All of you humans are pathetic” She continuedKnowing that she had more to say, Blade sat down adjacent to her and remained silent rompting Imelda to look at him for a brief moment before turning away.“Our meeting was not a coincidence. I have every reason to believe that everything was arranged because I was also sent to get something from that underground tunnel” Instead of continuing with her sentennce, she diverged a bit.“I guessed as much because there is just a one percent chance of meeting your kind out there” Blade spoke.“I heard about Degoserinds but I know that they are rarely seen. When I met you, I considered it my bad luck because meeting creatures with high mental resilience is not easy but the weird thing about everything is that I defeated you.“ Blade said with a very serious frown on his face.“Let me guess…” Imelda started. “You are sh