Sorry for not posting, I was busy with my new story 'Paths of Extinction'. I had to dedicate a month to write its beginning and not mess things up. Regular updates will be returning in May, don't worry. PS: my new story is already available in Meganovel if you want to check it! Thanks for reading and sorry again!
“Do you understand now? The path you are seeking will end in ruination… not only for you but those you care about too.”“You were the one bound by the Covenant, not I. You let the tragedies and misery alter you permanently. Just because I became a Dark Knight doesn’t necessarily mean I’ll become like you.”“You say that, but are you not haunted by the past? The very existence of this room validates my claim.”Leiu shrugged his shoulders, looking unperturbed and eerily calm.“I have always been like this. Yes, I have suffered through much and I have no doubt that I will continue suffering, however, I move on. I grieve, I cry, I regret, but I find the strength to overcome anything.”He paused for a couple of seconds, his eyes narrowing as he stared back at Lexus.“I do not let being a Dark Knight define my identity. I care not about the intricacies of the so-called ‘balance’, nor will I ever. Try as you might, you won’t change my mind or deter me from my chosen course.”“I wonder if you
“Come on, don’t cry.” Leiu faintly smiled and comforted the pixie sitting on his palm and weeping like a child. It wasn’t just Anna’fui who was behaving like this, almost all the pixies were in a bad mood as they clung to the three humans and cried. All of this was because Fairti had unintentionally blurted that they were going to leave soon. They were supposed to depart without farewells precisely to avoid a situation like this. It has been more than a month since the Dark Knight and his companions had entered the Pixie Kingdom. Apart from their initial confrontation with the Shadow Cult, the rest could be considered a vacation. No more quests were given by the pixies, but that wasn’t the only reason Leiu wanted to leave. He had remained idle for too long and, although the past month had brought serenity and clarity to his body and mind, he knew that good things didn’t last forever and that it was better to leave now rather than wait for a disaster to come his way, as was its wo
It was a relatively peaceful day in the Black Blight Forest, which was adjacent to Black Mountain City. However, around midday, the sky turned dark, and, quite literally, a golden meteor descended from the sky. Surprisingly, when it crashed into the ground, there were no deafening explosions or anything of the sort. There was an eerily silence, followed by the soft cry of pain. A man with a colorful hat with a long feather attached to the side, a unique yellow-ish costume, and a glistening silver harp, stood up and rubbed his aching buttocks. He was a bit tall, had bony fingers and a slim body, but the most eye-catching thing was the unnaturally long mustache. “It hurts! Argh! Can’t he be a little more gentle?” Once he was done complaining, the man, named Aerin, curiously looked around. Soon, he heard approaching footsteps, which made him hold his harp and play a soundless tone. In a matter of seconds, he turned invisible. It was then that Vins and Elena appeared, followed by a g
After somehow managing to convince Fairti, Leiu headed towards the solitary village by himself. The last time he was here, they were attacked by tenacious and seemingly crazy raiders that would self-donate after a while.‘Arul… are you with me? What else can you sense?’The young Arul was still talking with a shaky voice, frightened by the unknown and ominous presence. Were it not for Leiu’s reassurance, he wouldn’t even dare talk.‘It’s sinister… unlike anything I’ve ever felt. It seems to be eating away the helm’s energy? I…I-I’m not sure.’Once he got close enough, Leiu mounted Amon and increased his pace; The black mare neighed loudly as it galloped the sandy ground, his speed progressively increasing with each second.In a matter of seconds, the layout of the village became clear but the Dark Knight saw no residents. The deafeningly eerie silence and the old and unattended shallow buildings were bad omens, however, Leiu did not stop. Very soon, he reached the entrance but did no
After he provided a bit of clarification regarding the strange occurrence Leiu had experienced a while ago, Vincent did not stay stilent but continued speaking about the System.“We’ve been trapped here for almost eight years now, but it took a while to understand our situation and come up with a plausible solution, which we had been using for seven years now. Leiu, as the Dark Knight, you must already know or at least suspect, that the System isn’t as magnanimous as it makes itself seem. Indeed, it will generate lucrative quests and, through it, players can break through their mortal limits and reach unbelievable heights. However, it is mostly ‘borrowed’ power.”“I’ve actually thought about that!” Exclaimed Fairti with a wide smile. With all the gazes focused on him, he explained, “There are two types of players. The ‘normal’ ones, as in those who see this world as a ‘game’ and cannot use their powers outside. The second type are the players like Leiu and Seo Ae-Ri, those who broke t
After a long discussion about the peculiar state of this region, Leiu and his two companions agreed to help Vincent. To begin with, Leiu was determined to retrieve the Time-Lost Helm as it would significantly increase his power. To pay back the Holy Knight for what he had done, Leiu needed to strengthen himself even more. After all, when the Holy Crusade had cornered him, he was empowered by the Darkness due to the Genesis Knight’s presence. Therefore, Leiu’s stats had to increase by more than 50% of what they were when that incident occurred. Admittedly, his sojourn in the Pixie Kingdom had benefited him greatly. Whether it was the abundance of mundane yet highly-rewarding quests of the playful pixies, the empowered Orenmir, or the new gear he had received from Hye Nari. Still, obtaining one of the pieces of the Night of the Day Dark Knight set was paramount to achieving his objective. Whether it was the Harrowing Gloves or the Lifeblood Boots, both gave him special and powerful s
Eymerik Sanford Ligh Gold, a distinguished Holy Knight, was ordered to return home and rest for a while. Undoubtedly, his abject failure in apprehending the Dark Knight wasn’t looked at favorably by the Pope.Disheartened and unwilling to accept such a disgrace to his honor as a Knight and to his family’s dignity, Eymerik was hellbent on exacting vengeance.Even with a Holy Crusade under him, he couldn’t eliminate Leiu. However, the main reason he failed wasn’t the Dark Knight but the Undead Jester and the unexpected arrival of other variables.If the target had been alone, Eymerik was confident and sure that everything would have proceeded smoothly. He didn’t think it was his arrogance that led to these consequences, it felt like the world…-nay, destiny itself was against him.Ever since his return to Lown Eoa, Eymerik spent a heft amount of money and quite a bit of resource to thoroughly investigate Leiu.Every place he visited, every person he encountered, every ally he made, every
The descent into Gluttony’s lair was slow as the black shades were getting numerous and more savage. Even Vincent’s impressive swordsmanship was incapable of defeating them, therefore, Leiu took the front and hacked away with the improved Orenmir. Due to the incessant assaults, the group was afforded only a few rest periods. Fortunately, as the environment was gloomy and dark, Leiu’s passives were activated, thus allowing him to eliminate the threats with relative ease, subsequently saving a lot of energy. Vincent had already warned everyone that they had entered unexplored territory as they kept marching at a moderate pace, warily looking around. The black shades would appear from the organic walls of flesh, blood, and thick squirming veins. “It feels kind of odd.” Remarked Fairti as he touched the wall and frowned. “Hm?” Seeing Vincent and the group of Brazilians give him a confused look, he voiced his thoughts, “I calculated the time between each attack. The shades seem to a