Jason retreated with his group of five humans, three kovans and a single novak. Oh, and a doppelganger as an add up. They retreated a couple hundred meters away from the lieutenant commander and his small squad. And here, those confused finally laid out their confusion to him. "Why are you doing this?" Joe inquired, his eyes stern and hiding a bit of contemplation. He knew Jason, and knew the boy wouldn't just change personalities for nothing. "I'm loosening the dead weight." Jason sat down as he responded, a sigh of relief escaping his lips. "Big brother Jason..." Beatrice sternly called out to him, as she sat down besides him. "Yeah yeah, my bad. I didn't mean to call them dead weight, but what can I say? They are dead weight at this stage." He said, rubbing her head full of golden blonde hair. "What... do you mean by dead weight?" Anabella found enough courage to ask him, and joining in on the big talks with those in power around here. Yet she was still nervous. "I mean, the
of Stars" world, and was instantly marveled by its design, its atmosphere, its everything... An everything that concluded to nothing. "It's empty." He thought out loud, as he was at the center of a land that had nothing to it. Just desolate land stretching for miles and miles on end. This was the first impression he had, of the new world that Jason sent him to. But the moment he looked up, his world view completely flipped itself. It was tossed upside down. "The hell... is that?" He marveled, looking up at the various stars hanging above the sky, all looking like multiple stars attempting to form a constellations of sorts. It was beautiful. Especially so, as the constellations were formed during midday, which was something never before seen by many people. If not all people on earth. "What... What is this place?" Pertina also marveled at the stars above, and the endless world sorounding them her. The world was large, making her seem very small and insignificant. It was a new f
Brute was under the focus of everyone, as they awaited his response. They awaited the response of their friend, who was not as smart as your average person But that being the case, he was still someone cherished by them. And the doppelganger, knew why after hearing his response. "I agree as well." Brute said, his response not surprising the doppelganger anymore. But he still wanted to know what was the reason he agreed. Pertina had nothing to lose, and Timicus was terrified of death, a coward in short. But what of the last of their member? What was his reason? "If two of my favorite people agree to be damned, then I have no reason not to. We've lived together, and we promised each other to die together. So, why not be damned together?" Was his response. "..." "..." "..." Everyone was left speechless. The simplicity within Brute's words were aligned with his personality, true, but the purity of his words did not align with his appearance. Yet the doppelganger was no one to ju
He placed his hand into the cloud of darkness, and willed out all the authority he could use as the Death Monarch, as well as the power he had over Timicus as an undead. He used those two, then absorbed Timicus' Trait, and decided to add a lot of Talents into the one Trait that Timicus awakened. 'If this doesn't work, I'll just recover his body and soul.' He convinced himself. With [Infinite Recovery(A)], it shouldn't be that much of a problem to truly recover one's body and soul. Especially as he had half of said soul. He thought, already filtering out the chosen Talents for this small experiment of his. [Glitter Control(F)]. [Bloodmancy(E)]. [Tough Skin(D)]. [Slime Secretion(C)]. All these talents were added to Timicus' trait, and evolved it to become a Trait at the same level as the other two Traits. A special grade unique Trait. And once done, he then returned the Trait back to Timicus, and waited for both bloodlines to battle it out with each other. After all, his Talen
Lieutenant commander. That was a term he was more recently acknowledged as, for the past few years since the stars lost their luster, and the light of day was no more. He had passed his courses back at the central sanctuary, and was sent out by his superiors, the commanders of their army, to protect one of the vanguard towns. Vanguard towns being the sanctuaries that remained standing amidst the countless monster attacks. And he, was one of the few promising lieutenants to have remained standing for so many years. And he had seen a lot throughout the time, experienced a lot, and did a lot too. But amongst all these achievements, the one he loved the most, was the fact that he was able to raise the little girl he found lost within the misty darkness. 'Her parents might have left her for dead, or died long ago.' He thought, and took the girl in, and raising her as his own. A rather strange thing to do,but he felt inclined to do so. How, or why, he was not aware either. But he was
The duplicate arrived at the same location as the previous duplicate, and entered a state of Invisibility as well. The room was still relatively the same, without anything being out of place. But perhaps that was to be as expected, since nobody would come here in such a short span of time. 'Now, where to start?' It thought, carefully scouting through the entire room. It went through the wrecked tables first; how they were wrecked, what level of damage was done, and from which angle. 'Seems like a robbery of sorts. As if people deliberately did this.' It deduced. Next, it went through the broken chairs, and came across the same conclusions. Then the posters, and the walls, which net a different deduction. 'Why does this seem like a large beast caused it? The scars on the walls are a bit too nerving...' It thought, a frown on it's face. It then moved to the shattered glass. As among the four walls, one side was made up of glass, something similar to polycarbonate panels, which was v
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ [ Yesterdays chapter was unfinished, please go back to review, before continuing with today's chapter. Thanks, and sorry for the inconveniences ] ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Why the sudden rush, my friend?" An uninvited entrant curiously inquired, their voice bringing the world to silence. As if only their voice had the decree to be heard. Yet that being the case, it was also foreign to a relatively normal human like Jason, and his duplicates. "...Who the hell are you?" The duplicate froze in shock from hearing the foreign voice, a voice so cold that it sent shivers straight through its spine and into its soul. It was a terrifying feeling. One it did not like. "My, oh my, I am quite hurt." The magnetic voice from before said, sounding a bit saddened, yet also a bit playful at the same time. And both tones unnerved Jason, as he felt neither pity, nor anger towards this person. Just disgust. "Fuck that. Why don't you come out and stop peeking from wherever you are." The duplicate
"I'm not sure. I know nothing of my origins, nor my parents. I just know that one of them is a useless person." The duplicate said, with a bitter chuckle of disdain and mockery. And before the owner of the voice could keep the conversation going, it changed the topic. "So, monitor, what is it that you want from me? I'm listening, as long as it's not beyond me." It asked, casually leaning back on the chair with a light smile on his face. The smile was just a nervous response, that was not from joking or acting. While the attitude was its way of trying to ascertain a domineering presence. But to the owner of the voice, his actions and attitude, were well aligned with those of a devil. 'Being messengers of fear, they know of no fear themselves. And their only interest, even in life and death, is to ultimately make deals.' They thought in intrigue. "To be truthful with you, there is nothing I expected out of you. Well, not for the most part, that is." The Monitor of Fate casually said
He snapped his fingers, and above his palms, a white crystal appeared. Pure white, and radiant in nature, it dwarfed any normal jewel or crystal the two have ever seen within their life. "This is..." Anabella exclaimed, as she felt her blood boil at the appearance of the crystal, with her breathe slowly hastening. 'What... What's going on with my body..?!?!' She panicked. "Calm down. This is a shard of divinity, exactly what you're looking for to exceed your current Rank and mortality." Jason saw through her sudden excitement and panic, as he decided to calm her down, then went back to appraising the shard of divinity closely. [ Shard of Divinity ] [ Rank :- 20 (Deity-Low) ] [ Function :- A rare graded treasure, that is obtained from Higher Worlds or from Planes above worlds, or from divine beings killed. It can be used with, and within anything, having high Affinity with almost all things within the Universe. The higher its rank, the higher the Affinity with Existence. Can act a
A question that was not much of a question at all. It felt like a command. And hearing that she would grow even stronger, Anabella felt dread invade her nerves. Just ranking up three times gave her a sense of great power, let alone when she went as far as to Rank up six times!! She dreaded the idea, but went forth with it nonetheless. "Uh, ye–yes, right away." Anabella, though even more confused and frightful, still did as ordered, and ranked herself up again. And this time, it was the first time she went through six Ranks at the same time. No, nine ranks, including the prior three ranks from Rank 9 to Rank 12. The changes to her mentality? Were great. [ TING~ ] [ You have spent 101,250 units of Energy Essence to promote yourself towards the next three ranks ] [ An achievement made!! Congratulations for being one of the top 100 humans to reach Rank 18 first –all your stats have increased by ten points each ] "Oh?" Anabella paused in shock, letting out a light exclaim at the
The true clone was having a conversation with Felix, trying to learn more about the opponents it had to take out before facing the big boss, Fein the demonic deity himself. And the conversation was just beginning to take place, when a sea of notifications made an entrance, detailing an inclusion of a high element into the conversion process. Just like how the creation of the demonic undeads had the inclusion of Constell, or rather now known as Daemon, the corrupted greater god of constellations and destiny's bloodline, made them a demonic variant of undeads. This time, the inclusion was a fragment of divinity. The true clone briefly glanced through the notifications, and the choices the Jason, within the "Temple of Stars", had chosen t
But what would the death gods do even if Jason swore onto their name and divinity? Nothing, and he knew that too. They had no access to his destination, and they all knew their incarnations would be easily destroyed when sent down. Hence they could only swallow up their pride, pretend they heard nothing of such, and respond to his genuine concern. And sure thing, a response quickly came. The same introduction as always appeared before it, and the true clone smiled, continuing to read through more red tinted notifications that flashed by. The true clone paused, and briefed through the notifications once again. It went through t
[ TING~ ] [ 25% of the obtained units of energy essence have been transfered to your party members, and is shared equally amongst them ] [ TING~ ] [ 25% of the obtained units of energy essence have been transfered to your demonic undeads, and is shared equally amongst them ] 50% of its energy essence... gone!! The true clone reread through the notifications that suddenly appeared, and couldn't help but sigh. 'I forgot about these guys, and their presence. Well... honestly, this alone is still enough to last me far longer than I can presume.' It thought to itself. Fifteen million units of energy essence was still a lot to have. Even when including the fact that Jason required seven times more energy essence than others to Rank himself up. It was still enough. 'I bet this is enough to take me all the way towards the rank of semi-higher beings, or the likes. Maybe even beyond that level.' It thought, a smiling etching itself on its face. And taking into consideration the fact th
From his deduction, the Cypressian Lord would not survive for the next coming ten seconds. By then, it would truly be dead, regardless of how much of a struggle it puts on. "What can I say? I'm just every false god's living nightmare." The true clone responded with pride, sighing in relief as it's bet and calculation took place perfectly as calculated. After all, taking down eighty million points of Vitality was not something easy to do. Not even for itself. Next time, [Fenrir's Rage] would be excluded, since the raging special effect was not of much use to it. 'If it wasn't for the "Black Gloves" and the fifth grade blessing of the [White Shadow Blessing], I would have long pulled back without any sort of hesitation at all.' It expressed, now waiting to reap the benefits of killing the Cypressian Lord. It then went through its plan again, and how risky it would have been if it failed. But first, it checked the wondrous definition of the fifth stage of the [White Shodow Blessing].
"Fucking go back." The true clone uttered, throwing down yet another Dual Lance towards the Cypressian Lord that had secretly escaped the hands of death. It's intention clear, as it wanted the Cypressian Lord back into the folds of death, and the [Undead Monarch] Trait also cried out in defiance when it felt parts of its authority being rejected right before it. 'Perish.' The true clone thought, as the Dual Lance tore through the skies like a white flash of lightning, entering through one portal-way, and out another. And like the judgement of the gods repeating their punishment once more, the Dual Lance struck the same place, and snuffed out the life force of the Cypressian Lord, not even giving it the chance to let out a cry of pain. "..." Yet nobody celebrated. "It... has yet to die." Felix added once more, now understanding why Fate had warned him not to go against his brother, without sufficient preparations to die. 'Fein, oh Fein, you seem to be determined to fight against
"...Like a war king, my brother has his defense unit, offense unit, as well as support unit. Oh, the artifact you destroyed not too long was supposed to have been the scouting unit. Fortunately, it was not yet a half-divine ranked artifact, and was not blessed." Felix carefully divulged, information that would be considered 'snitching', as he was throwing his own brother under the bus. And without remorse, added more with a straight face. "...And to add, each one is actually more of a greater threat than the other. Personally, I believe this one is the easiest to deal with as long as–" He continued, looking straight at the true clone, and how it visibly got more and more annoyed at his attempts. Until finally, when a smile crept up on his face as if he knew he was annoying it. The true clone finally snapped, and gave him the attentions he needed, "Shut up for a minute. I promise I'll get back to you in a minute, you damned bastard." It said, bathed in anger and annoyance. "Okay."
[Undead Monarch] was only for just in case an error took place, and it would die. This Trait gave it power over death, temporarily giving it Undead properties such as being undying, as long as it's subjects still existed – the demonic undead trio in this case. Each one acted as a soul courier, whereby if they exist, it exists. [Dawn of The Trimurti] also gave it amazing boosts of strength, secretly increasing each stat by 4,000 points. A hidden effect not included within its long description, and something that the true clone did not mind. Plus, it also had plans for [The Creator – Brahma's Mind Eye], which allowed it to be able to create anything of its level once a weak. 'Didn't think I'd be wasting this chance here, but I don't mind. I'll just create something that can kill someone, regardless of it's reviving powers. Hence, I can eliminate this guy with just one shot.' It thought, not sure if such an effect was at its level or beyond it. Nonetheless, it had to work. [Son of Me