Sam’s elation quickly turned to panic as gravity tightened its grip, sending Sam hurtling back toward the earth.
As he descended at breakneck speed, the wind whistling past his ears, Sam's eyes widened with a mixture of awe and terror. The vast horizon transformed into a blur of colors. [It is recommended that you make a wind sphere.]“How to do it?”[Put your hands together in front of your chest and spread the magic energy outside your body.]Sam followed the instruction and soon his energy flowed outside. He radiated his magic energy in an uncontrollable manner.[Magic energy 85% 82% 79%]“Stop calculating! Why am I still falling!”[Now you need to move the wind to circle your body.]“But how?”[The system has no better explanation for this concept. Just use your instinct, that’s the nature of the sorcerer's way of magic.]The system really got on Sam’s nerves, but he had more pressing matter right now. Although the fall slowed down, it was only momentary. The system kept calculating the decrease in his magic energy, meaning he needed to learn how to create these wind balls before he ran out of energy or plummeted to the ground.Sam saw the flow of his magic energy radiating from him like a ripple in water. So he tried to imagine the water starting to move in a spherical stream around his body and it worked. His magic energy followed his thought and started to form the wind sphere.Sam fell down slower.[Magic energy 77% 71% 65%]“What?” Sam yelled. He released his hand. He understood that he had just used a significant amount of energy and from this high he would run out of energy before landing on the ground. He needs to time it properly when he is near the ground to decrease the speed significantly while saving his magic energy.Sam let himself in free fall, but no longer panicked, he was very focused. Seventeen feet from the ground, Sam clapped his hand again. The response was immediate. A sphere of swirling wind manifested around him. The wind sphere gently cradling Sam as he descended, a delicate buffer against the impending impact. The descent, once a perilous freefall, transformed into a graceful descent[Magic energy 59% 53% 47%]Sam landed smoothly on the ground that had been carved by the strength of his wind sphere.[Magic energy 41%][Do you want to register wind sphere as a new skill?]“Yes. It’s very usefull. But I need better control of it.”[New skill registered: Wind Sphere. The skill description has been added automatically by the system. Access skill information by command ‘skill name’ + ‘info’.]“Wind Sphere info,” Sam said, testing if he understood how to interact with the system properly.[Wind Sphere: Summons a multi-directional sphere of wind around yourself. Provides a buffer against fall damage. Can also block certain physical and magical attacks. Duration and strength depend on the user's magic energy. Use strategically to disperse falls or disrupt enemy movements. This skill needs 200 magic energy per second.]“Whoah, you really make it sound like a game!”[The system is created partly based on your preference.]“Yeah, yeah, I know that. Now, let’s go to that city I’ve just seen.” The city castle beckoned in the distance, and with an eager stride, he set forth toward the promising unknown.A few steps later, Sam tried to check more of the system's capabilities. “System, what do you know about the city?”[You are headed to Rivenburgs City. Founded over five centuries ago, Rivenburgs City stands as a testament to the enduring legacy of the Flammenherz sorcerer's lineage. The city's genesis traces back to the vision of Lord Ignatius Flammenherz, a powerful sorcerer who sought to establish a haven for magic users and scholars. In a strategic move, Lord Ignatius selected the site for its proximity to mystical ley lines, enhancing the city's magical potential. The construction, initiated with a blend of arcane and mundane craftsmanship, spanned two decades, culminating in the grandeur that is Rivenburgs. Throughout its storied history, the Rivenburgs faced multiple sieges, the most notable being the Scorched Rebellion, a conflict born of ideological differences within the Flammenherz family. This internal strife-]“Stop,” Sam said in a flat tone. He saw a weird dark-colored magic energy flow from behind the trees. A monstrous silhouette emerged from the shadow. It has the body of a big cat, with a black scorpion sting on its tail. Its head is that of a lion, but somehow it has some resemblance to a grotesque human face.“It’s a manticore!” Sam smiled. He has only seen this kind of creature in mythological books, fantasy novels, comics, and video game. But now he encountered a living, breathing monster. His heart pounded with excitement and awe and a bit of fear.Its form, already fearsome, bore additional demonic features. The unexpected encounter infused the air with tension, setting the stage for Sam's confrontation with this monstrous beast.“System, can I also check stat of others?”[Yes. Use the command ‘check’ on the specified subject to check its stat.]“Che-wait … unhide, check.”The screen pops up showing the manticore's stat, followed by an old man's voice from the system.[This is the stat of the monster in front of youType: Demonic Manticore (?)Danger level: ???Speed: MediumEndurance: High Magic Energy: LowMagic Resistance: Poison, LightningKnown Abilities: Venomous StingThis stat is an estimation based on the wizard's memory.]“Estimation? Is that why there are a lot of question marks in that stat?” Sam yelled in frustration.[Yes. What the system can provide now is simply the wizard memory presented to you in a more palatable way. If you want a more accurate result, you need to acquire the Arcane Insight skill.]“Damn it! Why even the type has question marks?” Sam protested.[Because this one is different from the variations that wizards generally encounter. It is estimated that this monster has demonic influence from a warlock. Approach with caution.]“So, that is why it is quite different from what I know,” Sam said, noticing the black horn on its face and a pair of draconic wings on its back.Sam, armed with the knowledge bestowed by the system, faced the manticore with a mix of curiosity and caution. “Hide,” Sam said, closing the screen to see the manticore in front of him clearly. The creature bore an unsettling aura. The feline human-face exuded a demonic malevolence that disgusted Sam.As Sam prepared to engage, the air crackled with tension. The manticore's eyes glowed bright red, fixated on its newfound prey.Suddenly, the calm air was shattered by a guttural roar that echoed through the forest, sending birds scattering from their perches. The creature lunged forward, using its black wings to pounce on Sam from afar.Sam, agile and alert, evaded the initial assault with a nimble sidestep with the power of wind magic. Sam opened his palm toward the flank of the manticore. He was about to launch a wind push, but his mind seeme
Sam followed the smoke-like magic energy he saw in his vision and move around behind the trees while approaching the warlock. This time, Sam aimed to strike with the element of surprise, silently maneuvering behind the trees to approach his unsuspecting adversary. Sam frowned as he observed the warlock. Expecting a sinister figure, Sam was taken aback when he finally laid eyes on the warlock – a scrawny, seemingly unassuming figure.That warlock seemed to be talking to himself. His dark cloak didn't make him look cool or scary, instead it made him look cowardly with his attitude like that.Curiosity piqued, Sam inquired, "What is he doing?"[The System guesses that he is communicating with his demon.]Sam had a sudden realization and turned his attention inward, "Am I a warlock? Are you a demon, system?"[The system has been with you since your birth a few moments ago. You alone perceive the visual interface and the voice. The system is also non-transferable. In conclusion, no, the sys
"I can sense you have an affinity for wind and fire," the demon in the warlock's body said. "I also have a fire affinity. With my power within you, your fire magic would increase significantly."Curious, Sam queried the system in his thoughts, asking how the demon knew about his affinity.[Spirits are known to have a great magical sense. It is possible that the demon might have the Arcane Insight ability.]Increased fire magic was certainly appealing, but the mention of arcane insight intrigued Sam the most. However, he wasn't about to concede easily. "That's all?" Sam said, provoking a reaction."I also have an affinity for earth and dark," the demon added.Earth and dark would be a great addition, Sam thought. Why didn't he mention that earlier?[Sorcerers are not known to have another affinity besides the one(s) they are born with.]So, even if I had him, I wouldn't be able to use it?[You won't be able to use it instinctively like you use wind and fire magic. But, you can utilize i
Rafael being integrated into the system, causing Sam's magic energy flow to undergo peculiar alterations. He moved around, feeling jittery and jumpy from the strange sensations within.[This might take a day while the system adjusts]"What? I need to hold on with this weird sensation for a day? Hey, can you make it faster, system?" Sam inquired.[The system is busy.]"Damned system," Sam grumbled, then turned to Rafael, expressing concern, "Raf, are you still there?" He didn't want to be stuck with the emotionless system alone."Yeah, this sys-thing seems to be enveloping my soul. It feels... weird," Rafael replied."Just hold on to it with me," Sam reassured him.[Rafael's skills are being integrated... ]As he approached the city gates, the guards gave him wary looks, probably disturbed by his ragged look and weirdly confident smile, but they let Sam pass after a quick inspection.Entering the city, Sam sought out a merchant to sell the manticore tail. Its rarity made it a valuable c
Frustration surged within Sam, and he pounded on the pillory. "Why am I sentenced to death?" he demanded, his voice echoing through the dimly lit dungeon. The princess returned with an air of authority. "You stand accused of several crimes," she declared, her tone unwavering. "First, you wielded fire magic in Rivenburg without the proper permit or citizenship. Second, you performed dangerous magic in a crowded place, endangering the lives of my citizens. And third, you showed a blatant lack of cooperation during the interrogation. The most egregious crime, however, was your indecent act toward me, a member of the royal family." Sam's eyes widened in disbelief. "What? Indecent act? When did I—" "You whistled at me and addressed me in a manner unbecoming of a commoner," Lyra interrupted, her gaze cold. "That's a crime?" Sam protested. "In the eyes of the law, it is," the princess retorted, dismissing his argument. “But –” “Gag him!” Lyra ordered. A guard quickly tied a wooden sta
In the moonlit night, Princess Lyra's anger manifested in fiery fury. As a Flammenherz sorcerer with royal lineage, she conjured a giant fireball with ease in no time. She hurled it at Rafael, who danced on a tower roof employing his jet-step. Sam, observing the spectacle from the backseat of his own mind, couldn't help but marvel at Rafael's movement; he observed it fully to be able to replicate it later. Lyra, determined to quell the chaos, pursued Rafael from roof to roof, throwing large fireballs repeatedly. However, Sam noticed that the castle seemed to withstand her attacks. It seemed like this castle was designed to resist fire magic. Sam, enjoying the ride as a spectator, saw Rafael's agility and commented in his mind, "You move like a monkey on caffeine, Rafael. This is both impressive and ridiculous." “I don’t know what you are talking about, but yeah, I’m that good! But it's also because of this body of yours!” Rafael, seizing the opportunity, raised his hand and moved t
Sam, grinning, continued in a nonchalant manner, “So, where exactly is the city of Thaumapolis?” Lyra, still visibly frightened, hesitated for a moment before defiantly refusing to cooperate. "I won't tell you anything! You're a warlock, and warlocks can't be trusted!" Sam finds her reluctance more annoying than amusing. "Look, Lyra, I don't have time for this. I have a stolen wizard spell to reclaim, and your cooperation would be appreciated. Otherwise, you're just becoming a nuisance." Lyra, feeling a mix of fear and vexation, retorted, "I won't help you, and I won't be part of your wicked plans!" Sam sighed heavily, then as if dealing with an overly dramatic character in a play. "Alright, since you are so adamant about it, I’ll be warlock for you. Now listen, Lyra, sweetheart princess, I've got news for you. I'm not interested in using you for ransom or anything. You can go back to Rivenburgs. I'm feeling generous today." Lyra, confused by this unexpected turn of events, stamme
As Sam and the demonic creature locked eyes, the forest seemed to hold its breath, anticipating the clash of magical titans. Sam, with a determined expression, channeled the magical skills he had acquired from Rafael. "Magic Barrier!" Sam commanded, enveloping himself in a shimmering, translucent aura. The Magic Barrier skill created a protective barrier, enhancing Sam's defense against the impending assault. The demon, sensing the surge of magical energy, eyed Sam with malevolence. The demon, unfazed by Sam's defensive maneuvers, lunged forward with incredible speed, its dark reddish form blending with the shadows. Sam, relying on his Arcane Insight skill, gauged the demon's movements, dodging its initial onslaught with grace and precision. Rafael, eager for action, chimed in, "Use the enhanced demonic fire magi, Sam!" “How to even do that?” “After my takeover, my energy and yours is already on the same pool. You just need to use a little bit energy more than usual and I will hel
The battlefield lay in ruins, the scent of scorched earth heavy in the air. Samael hovered victorious, the infernal essence absorbed, the daemon hordes vanquished, and the rift dispersed. The cost of the battle was evident. The team emerged from their hiding place, their expressions a mix of awe and exhaustion."Is it over?" Ammy asked, her voice trembling with relief.“Yes, it's over, Ammy,” Kaelyn said.“Sam won,” Lyra said with a smile.After dealing with the rift, Samael turned their attention to the survivors. Using their enhanced void and dimensional powers, they created portals to transport the survivors to safety beyond the mountain range. The team's gratitude was palpable as they were whisked away from the hellish battlefield.Then, Samael redirected the flow of lava through dimensional gates, guiding it to safer locations and preventing further destruction."Look at that," said one barely conscious survivor, his eyes wide with admiration. "Just like … a god."As the last imme
The battle between Samael and Baelthrosk reached its climax, the air thick with the scent of sulfur and the echoes of their titanic clash. Samael, now the union of Sam, the System, and Rafael, moved with an unearthly grace and power. Their combined might was a force to be reckoned with, and they were ready to unleash the legendary spells that would tip the scales of this apocalyptic confrontation.With a roar, Samael called upon the first of the legendary spells to start this onslaught. “Primordial Symphony!” Their energy and power increased beyond comprehension. They flew up high and then raised their hands. They were so in sync that they were like in a trance, creating their own legendary spell on instinct.“Inferno of Creation!” A colossal pillar of flame erupted from the ground, its heat so intense it melted the surrounding rocks into rivers of lava. Even Baelthrosk's fire resistance was not enough; the infernal firestorm engulfed him, searing his flesh and making him bellow in ago
The air crackled with tension and energy as Samael hovered opposite of Baelthrosk, now transformed into a grotesque behemoth of infernal and demonic energy. The ground beneath their feet was a shattered wasteland, the remnants of the Promised Land. A chilling silence hung in the air, broken only by the distant cries of the wounded daemons horde and the rumble of thunder across the darkened sky.Aria, her power nearly spent, summoned the last remnants of her strength to conjure a gust of wind, lifting the countless unconscious survivors and carrying them away from the hellish battlefield. The others helped in any way they could. The team worked tirelessly to shepherd the survivors to safety, their eyes constantly flicking back to the impending clash between Samael and Baelthrosk. Each member of the team felt the weight of the moment."Let’s get them out of here, quickly!" Aria urged, her voice strained. "Sam can't be distracted!"The sky split open with a deafening crack of thunder as
All In“I don’t need those pitiful spells anyway!” Baelthrosk grumbled. Baelthrosk's body convulsing, healing, and closing the energy hole Samael had created in his vessel.Samael stood amidst the infernal battlefield, his aura pulsing with the reclaimed power of Friedo’s spells. He knew this was their only chance.“Harmonic Nexus!” Samael screamed. They began to absorb the infernal daemon essence around him, drawing it into his core. The daemons' bodies writhled, dissipated as their essence was being absorbed. The Hybirds lose their daemonic form, returning to their human form. They dropped unconsious from this process.The air vibrated with the sheer intensity of the energy being siphoned by Samael.“No!” Baelthrosk roared in fury, unwilling to let his power be stolen. "I won't let you!" he bellowed. With a forceful command, he ordered all the lesser infernal daemons to come and to fuse with him.The ground quaked as the daemons swarm were pulled towards Baelthrosk, their bodies mer
Baelthrosk's expression darkened as he saw his son defying him with a mere human. "You dare defy me, Rafael? You are nothing without me!" He raised his hand, summoning more daemon underlings to impede Rafael’s progress.The sky above was a tumultuous sea of crimson clouds, the air thick with the stench of sulfur and burning rock. Rivers of lava carved paths of destruction through the landscape, and the heat was almost unbearable.Yet, amidst this infernal chaos, Sam and Rafael stood their ground, their resolve unshaken.As the daemons charged, Rafael and Sam fought back with newfound fury. Each swing of their fists was infused with the desperation of survival and the burning desire for freedom. The Soul Reaver spell continued to siphon the essences of the infernals, their combined power growing with each defeated daemon.‘Keep pushing, Sam! We can do this!’ Rafael shouted, his voice a beacon of determination in the midst of the hellish battlefield.Sam responded with resolute defiance
Rafael RebellionRafael's struggle intensified, his roar of rage echoing through the volcanic landscape. "No! I will not be consumed by you!" he shouted, his voice filled with defiance.The ground beneath them continued to rumble, the volcanic activity reaching a fever pitch. The landscape continued to tremble under the weight of the infernal chaos Baelthrosk had unleashed.Amidst the fiery eruptions and rivers of molten lava, Rafael fought desperately against the pull of his father’s dark power. His essence was being drained, and he could feel his strength waning. But deep within him, a spark of rebellion ignited.In a last-ditch effort, Rafael focused all his willpower and took full control over Sam’s body, numbing and ignoring all the pain that coursed through it. ‘Sam, I need your strength,’ Rafael whispered within their shared mind. ‘Lend it to me… please.’‘Oh, now you are begging me?’ Sam retorted.‘Please. If not, you are also going to die from this extraction.’Sam sighed in
Infernal HomecomingBaelsthrosk's body seemed to grow, his form pulsing with infernal energy. He raised a hand, and the ground beneath them began to rumble. Cracks appeared in the stone, and a searing heat emanated from below."Behold my true power!" the Infernal Sovereign declared, his voice echoing through the land.The ground shook violently beneath their feet. The volcanic mountains surrounding the promised land began to erupt simultaneously, sending plumes of ash and molten rock into the sky."This is insane!" Lyra shouted over the deafening noise. "How are we supposed to fight in this?"The ground split open, revealing a chasm filled with molten lava. Flames erupted, and the air filled with the acrid smell of sulfur.Rafael, his eyes wide with excitement, yelled over the rumbling cacophony. "He's bringing our home to us!"Molten lava spewed from the peaks, cascading down the slopes in fiery torrents. The sky turned a deep crimson, and the air was filled with the acrid stench of
The attack only chipped the Archlord’s scales. He roared in anger, spinning around to face his elusive opponent. Sam focused on the amulet again, using a series of blinks to dodge the Archlord’s attacks, allowing him to maneuver around the battlefield with newfound agility. He could see the surprise and frustration growing in the Archlord's eyes."You dare use such tricks against me?" the Archlord bellowed, his voice echoing across the battlefield.Sam didn't answer. Instead, he created a series of voids that absorbed the Archlord’s thunderous attacks and let him move away freely.The other archmages, seeing Sam's sudden resurgence, found a glimmer of hope in their hearts. Aria, despite her exhaustion, cast spells to aid Sam, channeling her energy into various elemental bursts that disrupted enemy attacks.The battlefield was a chaotic maelstrom of dark energy and desperate valor. The Archlord, now fully aware of Sam's new abilities, snarled with rage. His eyes glowed with a sinister
The battlefield had descended into pure chaos. The newly transformed Daemonic Archlord, now brimming with infernal power, was an unstoppable force. His dark energy radiated from him like a suffocating shroud, casting an ominous pressure over the land.He charged toward Sam like a bolt. His fists were like hammers, pummeling Sam with a ferocity that left him gasping for breath and reeling from the impact.Sam tried to parry and dodge, but the Archlord’s reaction speed was beyond human. Every attack Sam attempted was effortlessly dodged by the Archlord's Vortex step, which allowed him to teleport short distances in an instant.With each of the Archlord's strikes, thunder sparked, and the air itself seemed to tremble in fear. Sam, despite his power and skills, found himself at the mercy of the Archlord’s relentless onslaught."You're only a weak human," the Archlord taunted, his voice a deep, rumbling growl. He delivered a crushing blow to Sam's ribs, sending him flying across the land.