《The legend of the sun guild.》 Lengend of the sun guild During the age of darkness. Four beings of great power were born. Mortals with the strength to challenge even the gods. The first was a swordsman. He was know as the hand of death. He showed no mercy. He showed no hesitation. He hunted the the strongest of the realms. No matter who they were. He hunted the strongest like animals. He hunted gods but he was mortal. But for all his strength he was still slane. The second was a being of pure hate and anger. Their was nothing that could quell his wrath or slow his hand. He layed wasted to it all. By time of his death their were none who did not know of the immortal wrath. And they were non who did not cry tears of joy as he was finaly slane. The third was a witch. They said that by her presence alone the lands she walk were forever tainted. Abominations left in her wake scoured the lands. Little is know of how she died but for generations to come mothers would use her name to scare children into bed. They knew her as the weaver of fate. And yet she could not escape the fate of being slane.This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there. The forth was a man. He was simply known as¡­ the hero of all. But this is not his story. This is not a story of the hero who would save the world from the darkness. Nor is it of how the hero would claim the title of the strongest over the agent of death. Nor is a story of how a rage so powerful it could devour a world was silence by a hero¡¯s blade. It is not the story of the hero who set a witch ablaze. Nor is this a story of that hero¡¯s raise to divinity. It¡¯s is not the story of how that hero became the king of the gods. Nor is it a tale of the brutal massacre that would before the chaos gods in this new world with him as king. No, this is a story that speak of the other three The unrelenting swords man The undying wrath The unquantifiable desire But it mainly speaks of their second life. Legend of the sun guild chapter 1 Who am ¡­? Where are we? We? I am confused is it not I? No we can feel it is we? Why is it us instead of I? So the question isn¡¯t who am I but who are we. Why do we need to ask this? To know the answer! What will the answer do for us? What will it do, well nothing really I just want to know. Why? Why do we not ? Because there''s nothing for us to gain? Gain how do we gain things at all and why does it matter if we gained something? To WILL WE SHUT UP FOR ONE FUCKING SECOND I THINK WE ARE TRYING, to remember how we... about how we got here. ¡­well do we have any idea? ¡­ NO We do not currently remember. ¡­ but I do? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN ¡­ you not we? Why are you, you and we like us. Because I am me and you are you. Then who are you? I am Erick River. I am a swordsman and I was the strongest. WAS!!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN WAS THE STRONGEST WE ARE THE STRONGEST!!!!! Do you have to be so loud in my ear, fuck do we have ears now. Now you are also not me why? And sorry about yelling I¡¯m just very angry for some reason. Erick is the first so that¡¯s why he remembers first and I¡¯m the smartest so I remembered second but I feel like I¡¯m third why?. SOOOooooo if I wait a bit I will remember me too and I will stop being you. ¡°My god. How they communicate is amazing I should have thrown some mortal souls in the blender ages ago to see what happen. And why THE FUCK! did number three get it before mine.¡± Yes if you wait a little while you will remember just like us but my memory is fussy, Erick can you tell me the last thing you remember? By the way my name is June for the record you should be thankful I¡¯m telling it¡¯s been a while since I used my name. Hi I¡¯m Erick and the last thing I removers is I died. Seriously... ME TOO ARR FUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!! The blonde guy.Ok Erick and you what¡¯s your name your name? can you tell me how you two died in detail so we can get a better understanding of our predicament. Ok I was walking down a mountain road, where a man approached me he had a glowing spear and he wore white and had long golden hair and Their was also a dark wooden shield that seemed taller then what a human should use. I think he had deeper golden color oh then he accused me of I think it was of heretical support and called me out claiming I was a follower of the void sister of blood the spider. FUCKING BURN IN HELL YOU FUCKING SHITS. Are you ok? Yes I was, but now I¡¯m dead. I WILL KILL ALL YOU EVERRRRRR LOVVVVVED FUCKERS ¡°it doesn¡¯t work like that my brother. Once you become my thing your always my thing. It¡¯s how it works once your in the club you don¡¯t get to leave. also why are you not even slightly unsettled about the situation. In the name of me not getting bored I guess I will throw number two a bone and calm him down for now¡± ¡° HEY WHAT THE FUCK I THOUGHT WE AGREED THAT IF WE INTERFUCKINGFERED HERE SHIT COULD GET FUUCKED¡± ¡°Did we it seems I forgot, oops¡± ¡°DON''T FUCKING OOPS YOU FUCKING SLUT FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!¡± ¡°Calm down both of you, it looks like they starting to awake. See they have already comprehend that they exist and they done so a full 20 years early than we thought they would. Is¡¯t lovely at this rate will be free in less than 3000 years at the minimum and and 30000 at the latest¡± Or other guy what your name? It¡¯s are sorry forgot. What? Well I don¡¯t even remember the last time I had a conversation or when was the last time I wasn¡¯t completely under my own rages thumb so yeah if I had one it been forgotten but I guess that just what happens if you go a few hundred years without actually speaking or thinking only shouting and fighting. On a side note year I¡¯m also dead but now that I have calmed down it feels more like I was dead long before that guy killed me. Does the man who killed you fits Ericks description? Sorry I wasn¡¯t really paying enough attention what did you say he look like again. Then a with a crackly and a flash of sight the final fifty hour fight where where a mountain was all but flatten in a desperate fight between two martial artists. At first the three believed that this was in truest sense Ericks memories but the details were fussy and left the feeling that they were seen from an outsider''s perspective. A advance fury of flashes that displayed both might and speed that they could only be compared to the blows that came before constantly surpassing themself in what gave the feeling of a unstoppable blade against an immovable shield.The man in white desperately lashed out with a golden spear while cowering behind a simply wooden shield and yet and the very ground that lay under him gave way and the once impressive spear that seem to glisten with light during both night and day bent and chips as it mand contact with a beautiful black sword that seem to hold no features other than a clear means to kill on both sides. It was sharp and straight and it might seem to not be thicker then ones wrist.This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. At times it seem to move with the weight of mountains and at others it seem like there wasn''t even a sword in his hands but it always moved with a deep and almost profound grace and was held in his hand with a deeplyintimately feeling that at time it seem like the swordsman forgot to grip it at all. The swordsman was dressed in black robles that were covered in dirt and holes if not for the beauty of the blade one would not believe the swordsman every even owned a dollar. His features were undetectable as his face was covered in a fick and flaky layer of dried blood and slightly dripping mud to the point where even telling his natural skin tone was near impossible for those viewing this man fight for the first time. But for one of the three present this was not the first time they had seen this fight for the swordsman was Erick. As Erick gazed down upon his fight he watched and judged himself. His attacks could have been but a little faster if he only he was just a little bit stronger. But this was not the current day and Eric had the confidence now if he were to fight this fight a second time he would not lose as he had before if only he had a second chance but nonetheless he was dead his time had come and gone. He had failed to climb the mountain of strength to the peak he had been bested but if he was allowed but one wish it was to know how he died. How had he lost to this man. Where were his mistakes and could he have been able to change to the outcome. He wanted to know could he have done better not to change the outcome of this battle but to wonder where he had gone wrong he was simply curious what weakness did he fail to remove. He throat back to his sisters teachings ¡°Do you know why our clan calls our sword techniques the Art of Death?¡± ¡°Nope why?¡± ¡°Then think of an answer¡± ¡°... is it to sound cool¡± ¡°Hahahaha¡­ unfortualinty your probably right. But before you get your hopes up it not the answer I wanted¡±. As I lost myself in thought, my sister with her deep black eyes that seemed to scream when you made eye contact turned to face me. Her face held a deep shit eating grin with a twist of madness that would probably have her labeled as a criminal and unsavory person if it was not that we lived on a mountain peak away from civilisation. However much I would try to remember her voice it always seem to be without presence. Only her eyes would leave a deep mark in your memory for they would always scream the same things. But that deep powerful emotion that was alway their but just at the back of the eyes like it was hidden away. It wasn¡¯t until her final lesson did I learn what this hidden feeling was. As if to pull me from my rambling the shield of wood had snapped in two. The man in the white robe seemed as if he changed during the fight because there wasn''t a single place not stained red by his own blood nor a piece of flesh that had not bled at least once during this confrontation. Once his shield was broken within 0.0003 of a second I had removed his spear arm and severed his left leg. For nearly fifty hours I attacked the same place again and again from ten of thousands of different angles all to break that wooden wall that seemed all but impenetrable and I had done so receiving a total of 1 singular minor wound that was so thin it did not draw blood and made a total of 4 mistakes that I could find. The first my footing was out by seven millimeters when the fight began and remained that way for the thirst three strikes. The second I misjudged the strength of the shield early on and used too much stamina. The third and forth can be tied together came later around the 47 hour mark the spear change diameters in an instant but after I adapted and this new ability was ever more than a distraction and the forth I was confident in my win past the forty hour mark and became lazy which was how I received that one singular wound. For all my effort the assailant received a total of 5673 minor injuries and 34 serious or life threatening wounds and injuries. I can accept my death now. Although I was their to capitalize on every mistake this man made and yet every instance I WAS ASSURED of his death he never stumbled and never falter. His face never show anything other then an extreme devotion to victory. A devotion to insure my death that even I could only admire. He was dying almost dead and yet his next words seem to drift through time. I still don''t understand why did I lose. As he lay the bleeding he began to smile. Maybe it not that I don¡¯t understand stand but that I don¡¯t want to. It was rare for men to smile in the face of death but it was nothing I had not seen before but the words he spoke confused me. I did not. No I do not understand. ¡°You lose¡± he told me. But before I had the chance to correct his words with my sword I heard a much deeper voice although it bore a deep resemblance to the mans before me it carried much deeper power that gave me the sensation that I was but a drop before an endless ocean. That I was facing a old being one that had been around since the dawn of time. The he was something always their sitting waiting to be forgotten so that no one could stop it as it rises again. And it seemed to be telling me that this time it wouldn¡¯t lose. ¡° I am the man who has surpassed you. I am your end. I am your messaged of death. Today your sin will be punished and as will the sins of all your false gods and their believers. Do you have anything to say in your defence know that your fate has already been decided the moment I became your enemy now what say you? For that was your greatest sin was simply to stand in my way.¡± The next thing I knew. I was dead. But how? Legend of the sun guild chapter 2 ¡°So... did ya get it yet¡± Her eyes were ponding my soul. ¡°Why does the River clan use the term art instead of technect if the answer isn¡¯t ¡± Drawing the her ire with an incorrect answer is the last thing I want right now. Her mouth always seemed to permanently frozen in some coky form as if her sole goal in life was to inform the world that she understood something you didn¡¯t. Her smile held a strong christma that would draw anyone in and have them start talking but no matter what you said you would always be overcome with the sensation that those were not the words she wanted to here. I saw it many time man who came to flirt would end up with a broken nose but as time because they just couldn''t stand her god awful girl and attract her only to find that the she far stronger then she looks. Not that anyone would try and kill her for it our clan has governed this mountain since the second age if my father''s words are to be true witch sister doesn''t believe. No my sister would have avoided a lot of trouble if she just had that grin. Often father would complain to her and me ¡° why can¡¯t you both be more like your little brother Boris. Look at how well behaved he is. No what lead to her getting into a lot of fights is the looks she has in her eyes. She only has three. The first are eyes that speak of expectation that seem to be laced with an almost childlike curiosity. This mixed with her beauty often send men the wrong singles but well her eyes will take up that look no matter who it is well at least so long as they call themselves a sword man. Be it male or female, young or old, a sword novice or a sword emperor. To her all they were the same. They either had what she was looking for or they didn¡¯t and no one ever did. The second one of inevitable disappointment. ¡° Does it have something to do with our sword style nature¡± my naive voice came through with a purposefully generic. For all my see if my sister was under the impression you know the answer she would often just go straight to explaining her perception of what the answer should be. Unfortunately this wasn''t one of those times. ¡° Explain better Erick¡± ¡° Yes Vi¡­ its to do with the theological ideas behind¡± ¡°Wrong. E you are wrong¡± well shit... time for plan B ¡° Then what is the answer o wise sister?¡± my sister is also weak to compliments. ¡° Good Erick if you don¡¯t know an answer or don¡¯t understand anything you shouldn''t be afraid to ask. You can come ask the great I any question you have be it the sword or woman but i don¡¯t do math.¡± ¡°Vi your getting distracted again¡± ¡° O right you are Erick¡­ well it to basically call an art by the clan to delude themselves¡± her voice seemed to spick and croke and the end but hidden under all that their If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it.¡° Huh?¡± ¡° Yep our style is no different than any other on this mountain that they call the holy land of the sword. Did you know that our technect was once the strongest and was also considered the simplest after all our family made ¡± ¡° But what why would they delude themselves like that?¡± ¡°Ha. That''s simply because they fear the truth that hidden in our ART as our clan calls it. The one who fears it the most is our father the clan leader. But our fathers fear has nothing to do with us anymore¡± ¡° What truth?¡± my sister seems to twist and turn i look up to see that she not lays down in our little hut apon a pile of hay. She sits on a ways where she almost lying but not quite there yet as if she can¡¯t decide if she will need to get up again. Yet her face betrayed her it showed how deeply she was lost in thought. ¡° well¡± she replied ¡° It''s simple really¡­ you are dirt¡± ¡°What why?¡± ¡° oh I said it wrong no it''s not that you have done something bad. You know that big sis is alway proud of you¡± ¡° Then why am I dirt¡¯ ¡° Your not getting it. It simply all life is¡± ¡° now your going in about the meaning of life. If i¡¯m dirt then is are you!¡± Vi eyes seem to flash we a deep inspiration where she usually takes a very leaked approach to teaching where she seem to want me to find all of the mistakes myself. Now she seem to want to strangle the answer into me ¡° Yes exactly your sister is dirt, your father and brother is dirt and life is dirt. Completely pointless dirt, that why our style will never be the strongest again they need something or someone to show the whole world the truth that everything is dirt¡± She seem to have her face lock up in deep ecstatic madness . Yes that was the hid look her eyes would show on the most rare of occasions. The eyes of a madman. She lifted up breaking down our hut. ¡° YOU ARE DIRT, THE DIRT IS DIRT. A MOUNTAIN IS A BIG PILE OF DIRT,A HILL IS A SMALL PILE OF DIRT, PLANTS AND LIFE ARE SIMPLY DIRT THAT''S BEEN ARRANGED IN A FANCY WAY. THE SWORD IS DIRT, METAL IS A SUBSPECIES OF DIRT, MAGMA IS HOT DIRT, WATER IS DIRT, TIME IS SIMPLY THE PROCESS BY WHICH DIRT MOVES. AND DEATH. DEATH IS HOW LIFE RETURNS TO BEING DIRT!!!¡± Yet all at once her madness seemed to die just before it reaches it peak and her face contest to the face of utter disappointment then slowly it draws itself to tranquility. In all my life this is the only time my sisters face seem without life. ¡° The three core concepts of the art of death are these. The first everything is dirt nothing is more but nothing is less than dirt. The second no one is better than anyone else and nothing is better than anything else we are all equal in being dirt. The third¡­ my brother is dirt has the potential to become anything for everything is already dirt. .¡± ¡° what about magic?¡± ¡° hhhhhhhhhh yes that is also dirt¡± ¡° Then what about the soul?¡± legend of the sun guild chapter 3 It wasn¡¯t so much a crack as it was a slow fade to black but once more the three disembody voices found them self in a sea of indescribable features and sight. And yet if one were to lose focus on and forget the sights in front of them they would lose all sensation. And it was in this moment that one became truly free. Free from everything weather it be some strange moral compass or the passing of time there was no need to follow such rules here. At least that was the case until one would remember such law existed then then they felt as if all things everywhere were enforcing their will upon you. It was a land were even the smallest person could liken themselves to gods. But this did not mean that all were equal here. Unfortunately even this place was not one of absolute equally. No this land that mortal men can only catch glimpses of in their deepest and darkest nightmares was a land that one without strong will or extreme mental defence to keep them sane one could simply not maintain themselves. That was not to say they would be destroyed. No that was not the case but instead that they would be morph into that which would¡¯ve been unimaginable horrors to normal men but simply beautiful to men and woman of the void because here you are free from all things including fear and disgust. You¡¯r sanity and your own mind are things that can only be recommended here and not required here. For all who live here the madness come free. For this is the void ¡°Does anyone know how I died?¡± The first voice spoke its tone neither harsh nor angry as of the question was a simply statement about the weather. ¡° I think it was the spear¡± the third voice cut through it had a clear and sharp end to every word as it needed you to know that it wouldn¡¯t accept anything less than total acceptance and yet it also seem also like a provocation it was as if she meant to say¡® I have spoken does anyone dear to denied me¡¯. The first voice returned a little bit after. All this voice had was simply a curious nature to it. ¡°Why ?¡± But it was the second voice who reply . Unlike the other two voices this one seemed to contain a strong life and a vitality that could be mistaken for urgency and annoyance. ¡°The reason it was the case first their divine weapons he shield ability makes sense watching it from an outside perspective it seem to be a really powerful damaged nullification we can see that cearly buy the lack of momentum in the shield when it was struck but it still chipped here and their so the force wasn¡¯t spread because then the ground would have been affected more but if you look at the spear it doesn¡¯t add up the amount of holy power in the spear is stupid yet once the spear expands that holy power disappears as if it when somewhere else and it becomes a normal spear which is probably why it bent so easily. No you don¡¯t seem convinced Erick¡± ¡°I know it was the spear but how did the spear kill me?¡± His voice travel without emotions but seem to stretch on and on for infinitely. But now it was time for the third voice to make her mark ¡° It¡¯s a key. A keeey. The spear is a key¡± Confused the second voice asked ¡° what do you mean key¡± the third voice seem almost amassed that she need to answer and spoke as one one with a child ¡° A. Key. Is. Tool. Used .To .Open. Things. He. Used. His. Spear. To. Open. A. Connection. Between. Two. souls. And. Ate. Ericks. Life. force. Directly.¡± While the third spoke the seconds voice seem to unstably flalucate between a grind of teeth and a total carm growing in anger then returning to normal only to grow a bit more in rage then the last time. ¡°Thanks June¡± the third voice now falling into a deep confusion in the face of the first generals thankfulness. But I¡¯d didn¡¯t last for long then a few seconds be replying in a voice of actual concernStolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon. ¡°Thats ok Erick I¡¯m glad I could help someone such as yourself understand this simple problem¡± but that would be the final straw that broke the camel''s back. In this case the final straw for the second voice. ¡° Ok WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM!!¡± ¡° Me I have no problem. Unlike some people I understand basic divine and soul magic theory. So isn¡¯t only natural for me to use my greatness help other understand their position in the world.¡± Third voice ¡° What the FUCK are you TRYING TO SAY!!¡± Second voice ¡° Ha don¡¯t worry is it still an insult if the insulted don¡¯t understand that they been insulted¡± third voice ¡° Fuck you!¡± Second vote v ¡° Haaaaaaa¡± as the argument between third and seconds began a deep and painfully sigh seem ¡° If this is the after life does that mean we need to spend an eternally together?¡± For the first time the first voice seem to come through with a heavy feeling of a helplessness that should have been shown far sooner in the I¡¯m dead conversation. ¡° No there is no afterlife and even where not cruel smother to force our followers thought such things¡± as the three were wrapped deep in their¡± the thoughts of the three voice seemed to shatter as the sound of the new voice rocked them to the core. Standing before the three voices were three new fights to add the first was a half woman and half spider combination. She seemed more like someone sawed a girl and then glued the upper body to the top of a 2 meter spider where it hang limp and naked the only noticeable thing about her was deep black sword in her hand that seem more like an army of shadows given physical form for it constantly filicked to new shape but it did so in a manner that followed . The human part was less than meter tall and seems to allow the moment of the spiders movement to decide it locations for the woman on the top never seemed to move a muscle of her only even the spiders movement seemed easier to liken to a slow drifting than anything else but it was clear that the lower body moved and the upper body followed. If there was one more point of interest it was that the ground beneath her seem to crack and spread altogether slower but continued to do so. And the cracks gave the feeling of a big web that seemed to wrap around her many spider like feet. But what seem to stand out the most was that her long black her had a think red tint for it and half her body seem to be soaked in a deep red blood. Her her face held no emotions but her mouth seem to be ever so slightly curled upwards. The second seem tiny in comparison would barely a meter and a half tall. She had thick red skin and sharp bull like horns that pushed her height up from one meter tall to one and a half meter tall. But as one eyes followed down one would be unable to see feet for she seem to stretch endlessly into a sea of ash. However that was only when one attempted to look down upon her. From head to tow she had been bound in a thick chain that didn¡¯t actually seem to be their to hinder movement but see more like a fashion statement and under those chains was a dress formed of flowers and severed hands. She held in her hands a flag with the the words Fuck You in big red letters and although hard to tell what could be severed feet tied to the bottom. Took the three voices awhile to work out that her eyes were missing and not simply the colour of the void behind her. And yet she did not act as if they were gone facing all with confidence. Her honesty look as if her smile was turned upside down her brow was scrunched like she was in very deep through. The third was a black tree that look rotten and moldy and was completely in what look to be seaming flys. She was the tallest thing here maybe the tallest tree for what was with eye level was but the trees very tip and the rest seem to spread and pulse like flesh. It all seem to have died long ago. And yet for all the trees size the root, trunk and branches all seem to be exactly 3 meters thick. The truck seem to bend slightly as it began to wither but soon the three voices would hear a child¡¯s giggling that for some reason it wasn¡¯t hard to connect it to the black tree. The voice itself seem to be undecided on whether it was simply child¡¯s laughter or a madman¡¯s but for its continued changes it seem to want to maintain so underlying feminine charm. The spider was the first to address one of the 3 voices ¡°Hello Erick¡± which in turn received a reply on its own ¡° Hello sister ¡± was the reply of the first voice tuck. Behind that voice was but a hint of joy but it was clear as day that the speaker was desperate to hide all sings of that. ¡° Erick I need you to do me a favour¡± legend of the sun guild chapter 4 If I knew the things I knew now back then I wonder. I wonder if i''d even care enough to change my fate. I know that I would walk the same path I did before. But I wonder if life means anything to me. After all I gave my rage control of my life it was never that my rage took control of my life. It to me at the time just felt truer. I know now that I used anger to hide my fear. But at other times I don¡¯t think that was the case. I think it all so foggy know thing I thought I knew I now don¡¯t. I don¡¯t even know what to think it just doesn''t feel clear to me. I don¡¯t get how i should face the situation before me. I''m so old now. I feel so tired all the time. I wonder why it just doesn''t feel right to me now. It used to feel great. Life did feel good once. Wait aren''t I dead. AAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRR I don''t fucking know. If there''s one thing I can tell it¡¯s that i''m addicted to the power my rage made me feel. It''s funny, the more I came to lose control the more I felt in control. But now it''s as if the sea have parted and my mind been cleared. It¡¯s become so obvious that I wasn''t me for so long. And yet I can easily see myself returning to what I once was. It just feels so distorted. But you have to imagine the idea before you can start to understand. When there was something I didn¡¯t like all I had to do was change it and in most cases my rage would give me the power to do so and if it couldn¡¯t then i''d simply give in to my anger until something happens. But in the end all this did was isolate me from everything I loved. A bound hand brushes past my nose and did so with such momentum that it seem to be followed but a powerful wind that should I have been more than a floating conscentes well I probably wouldn''t be able to ignore it like I am now. ¡°Heyyyyy you home. Hellllooooooooo. HELLLLOOOOOOOO IIIIIIIII KNOOOOWWWW YOOOOUR TTHHHEEEEIIIRRRRRRRRRR. I CAN SEEE YOUUUUUUUU... FUCKING ANSWER ME DAMMIT!!!¡± and then there''s this thing she seems desperate and her eyes display worry it''s actually a cute image if we remove the red skin and her dress that made entirely of severed hands and what looks to be fresh dandelions. Of course let not forget the fact we in the middle of a forest of naked men and women each screaming trying to kill themselves but also desperately trying to keep their keep the neighbours alive. The reason I call it a forest is because everyone is three to four meters of the ground and impaled or hung from well a bunch of dead trees. ¡°SHIT FUCK SHIT DID HE GET STUPID OR SOMETHING FUCK TI FUUUCKING TOLDS US NOT TO INTERFUCKINGFERE WHEN THEY WERE FUCKING GETTING THEIR FUCKING BEARING ON BEING DEAD. FAAAAAAAAA¡± Honestly I probably shouldn¡¯t antagonise the being that brought me here by prendening I can¡¯t see her. But fuck it logic and sense were never my thing. ¡° Wonder where that small red girl ran off too. But more importantly where the fuck am I. I wonder why she just left me in this fucking place.¡± ¡° HO HO HO TWO CAN PLAY THIS GAME YOU FUCK. I GOT ALL FUCKING TIME IN THE WORLD¡­ PLEASE JUST FUCKING LISTEN TO ME¡­ FUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKK¡­ I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD IF I DIDN¡¯T WANT SOMETHING FROM YOU MY HORNS WOULD BE SO FAR UP YOUR FUCKING ASSSS.¡± she can shouts all she wants all she wants. ¡° I''m not listening until someone asks nicely.¡± She seemed shocked. Her face twisted in horry as if she just faced the biggest betrayal in her life ¡° YOU! YOU! YOOOOOOOUUUU FAAAAAAAAACK. Holy shit I be fuccking worry you¡¯d gone retarded their for a second. Fuck me... Ok, you can¡¯t actually fuck me let make that clear now. I''m saving myself for someone special. He going to have amazing muscles but by that I mean like within reason once mussels get to big they look weird and it has to go with his feminine,ish face but it still needs to be handsome and HE CAN¡¯T BE SHORTER THAN ME!! The void god of ash ¡± her face twisted again now in a form of great relief then once again it reformed small pout where her checks seemed grow into a slight deeper shade of red as she speaks. Then her eyes seemed to explode in delight. ¡°The fuck. What''s with the maiden in love act¡± voice 2 The void god of ash I feel like I should know that name. She seemed offended as struck out her chest and placed her hands in on her hips. It would seem as if parts of her meat dress had been cut away just so she could strike this pose ¡° It''s not an act and im not lying it really will hap¡­ ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. FUCK YOOOOOOOOOU¡± ¡° No. but if a nice offer but i''m saving myself for someone special¡¯ voice 2 To my dipleaser she just stood there smirking at me. ¡° Get fucked. You acknowledge my existence and I didn''t say please. I win you lose. I''m the best and you''re the worst hahahahahhahahahaahahahahahaahaha wait... what the fuck am I supposed to be doing again¡±- The void god of ash. ¡°You were telling me about your maiden fantasies¡± voice 2 ¡°ah was I I feel theirs was something else but I don¡¯t remember. Oh well. So he''s going to be tall but no a giant tall still within the bound of human and freakishly tall but he need to have a archers frame he cant he a ball of muscle but their needs to be at least an six pack and a lot of muscle and he must have a sense of humor and dreamy blue eyes and and oh shit again ha.¡± What is it now. Shit this little ball of focus actually focused on something did something bad happen. Maybe I should ask but shit I don¡¯t want to. But fuck im not quite sure where I am. I mean if I try to put the pieces together in my head then i''m in¡­ is this hell. I mean they always said that I would go to hell when I died but. Fuck if this is hell then i''m well... Im fuck aren''t I. No no no no no no no no no no no no no. let''s not jump to conclusions. Ok time for a change in plans i''ve never been one to plea so their only one option left. Hmmm i just got a sense of deja vu. ¡° Your face isn¡¯t cute when you frown what the problem maybe I can help the pretty little you¡± Whos fucking voice was that. Wait was that me? O god what the fuck did I just fucking say. SHIT if this is hell there''s no way that going to fucking work. Shit did I actually go stupid. Was she right in worrying if i¡¯ve gone stupid. Fuuuuck me what the fuck have I done. Stupid. Wait lets see her reaction. She just staring at me. Why does she look so mystified. ¡° faaaaaaaack well fuck em congratulations um shit stop, shit you¡¯ve become my type. That''s good for you. Sorry if ya like your previous face but fuck it this is clearly an improvement¡±. What is she talking about know. She still staring at me but what the hell am supposed to say now. ¡°Wanna see what you look like now?¡± all thought it was clear ask like a question I got the feeling she meant it like a statement. If you stumble upon this tale on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. Just like that a mirror appeared. And as I gazed into the mirror I could only ask myself. Who is that? Is that supposed to be me. Holy shit i¡¯m fucking handsome... No wait isn¡¯t bad. Didn¡¯t she say something about horns and my ass before. Oh shit did she make me pretty because she wanted my body. SHIT. She also said something about wanting something thing from me. Wait didn''t she say something about my ass and horns AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. No i''m sure this is a misunderstanding. Unlike before I have to crane my neck down wards and o fuck im tall im like nearly. ¡° two point one meters tall¡± the voice called out from below. ¡° Why am I tall?¡± ¡° fucked if I know that just how the void works. I¡¯ll get myself an apple put it down, take my eye off it for a second and bam it¡¯s a FUCKING BUCKET OF FUCKING EELS!!!!!. Even im not immune to change well i''ve had this form for about 3000 years but the one I had before it was much better ¡± she made a troubled face but her body language made a well what are you going about gesture as she shared this little piece of knowledge that I almost didn¡¯t catch the sorry and helpless nature of her voice. And when I did so I was overcome with this powerful sense of defeat. We just stood there for a good ten minutes. ¡°So I have a favor¡± her voice carried a lot of emotion and seem to have some underlying sense of regret. ¡° well first I have two questions¡± I asked ¡°Fire way number two¡± ¡°Who are you and what is the request¡± number 2 the fuck does she mean number two? ¡°Ah didn¡¯t say it before im the god of ash, one of the three void sisters, and one of the only three evil gods in existence oooooo you want my name I guess well it¡¯s Ai and the request is quite simply really but I can¡¯t tell you unless you agree to it first.¡± ¡°...hmmmmm sure¡± 2 ¡°Really¡± ¡°Sure but I have three requests¡± ¡°Ok in the name of me I hear by swear by my power that i shall complete any three wishes you ask of me¡± ¡°Your not going to ask me what my request are¡± ¡°ok what be thy request¡± with her are spinning around in front of her I assume in a attempt to bow but instead when she attempted to lower her head her horns hit the floor and she bounce back surprise clearly written in her face. ¡° First what is my name?¡± ¡°O don''t worry I to forget my name too at times... lets see¡± she raises her hand before my very eyes it begins to morph in the drill and she then does the unbelievable. She begins to hollow out her own head. But half way through the provider her head starts to rapidly reform and she pull her hand away that has once again taken the form of a hand. Though all that her face never change one other few ohhh ohhh noises let she was remembering something she had previously forgotten. ¡° Well shit we met before. Mane¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°Yep we passed each other on the street. Ha would you look at that it a small world after all¡­ so what your second request?¡± ¡°Oh that''s simply. Say please¡± Her face contorted as if I had just told her to eat shit ¡°pick another¡± ¡°Nope all I ask for my services is a simply please¡± You know this was just supposed to be build up to my third wish but fuck is it really that hard to say please so it not like im that hung up of her saying please but fuck it¡­ its been ten minutes why can¡¯t she just say please. After what felt like an eternity. She turn to face me and the world froze in place. A killing intents so powerful I was left frozen the only thought running through my head i''m going to die. But at this point my brain had long turn to nothing more than a simply mush. The knowledge that I was already dead was not something I had accepted before I don¡¯t think there are many people who can come to term with their own mortality so easily and one of those people was not me but at this moment in time as the full force of her power assaulted me I saw as all the pattwork horries turn to dust and the world seem to be burn away leaving nothing but ash. Now as the knowledge of my impending doom I had few choices. I can struggle in a vain and pointless way knowing full well I will lose or I can accepted and beg for mercy. That seem to be my only option that makes sense. But well i''ve never been one to care about the words logic and sense. I feel my fist tighten boosted by the fear but I can feel it returning my power from the time I was alive. Shooting my fist forward for now that is the only direction I can go. I aim straight for her head all my might in this single blow. All my rage. Who the fuck does this little shit think she is am I so unworthy that she be so insulted with a simply please. Who the fuck does this shit think she is. Im going to fuccking kill her im going to rip off her fucking scalp and use it to choke her to death. This fucking sult. I¡¯M GOING TO PUNCH THAT FUCKING ANNOYING FACE OF YOU¡¯R YOU LITTLE FUCK. EVEN IF I HAVE TO FUCKING DIE TO DO IT!!!. My first rung straight but to her it didn¡¯t matter at all. Once it got too close to her my hand seem to lose momentum and burn. My arm burnt so fast and so hot they''re never was any fire no it skipped that stage and went straight to ash. Is this my e¡­ NO I launched my other first forward but to no avail. Next was my right foot but in turn I lost all below my need and upon that need I launch my left foot but all below my thigh was lost. Shit SHIT think. Time seem to slow to un almost unimaginable rate but now I had time to view my target. All that happened was she had raised her head to face me and I saw a familiar sight. Her face was wrapped in rage. The veins on her neck previous unnoticeable now bulged and wiggled like worms trapped under her skin. Her face once more contorted and the muscles moved in a way that removed all resemblance to human. The fist strove forward. It moved in a slower maner to mine but seemed to hold the weight a of a world. I watched it arrive at my chest. Yet it did so not with a bang or a crash but more of a pon noise. To it I felt no damage and felt no pain. In fact my arms had returned and I stood on my feet once more. I look down in confusion to she her head bent in sham. I might have misunderstood her intentions as accepting my request and call her cute once more. I might have made some joke about how grown up she was and used comedy to hid my new fear of her. If not for her two horns that had run me through. But with these horn I felt no pain as I watch no blood only ash fall from my wounds. But my mind was so clear and in this new world of ash there was no sound. In fact this allow me to find a new enlightenment neither of us have breaved since we came here. But it was at this point I heard a cry. It was not the cry of a monster. It was not the cry of a god. It was not the cry of a warrior. It was not the cry of one with unlter motives. It was the cry of a small scared little girl. ¡° please help me,stupid i''m so tired of this¡± to this I felt something. I don¡¯t what it was but at that time the only thought running through my head was. ¡° sure, fuck it why not¡± ¡° really¡± her face still lowered now I could tell. I didn''t see the monster. I saw a normal girl. Her head pressed against my need. But still she spoke. ¡° What''s the final request¡± ¡°No i''ll have that one when I complete this favor of your¡± her head rose and as she let go of my leg I saw once more the the void god of ash the bound in chain red skin one. But there was a small difference she had eyes and they were pink. ¡°No the favor is really a small one. Could you help me and my sisters poison the heavens¡± lengend of the sun guild chapter 5 I sat or stood or whatever a bodiless construct does. Hmmm would it be floated. No hovered. Is it flew. The body less construction¡­ does this matter. Probably not but like all thing I¡¯m curious and the more someone tell me I can¡¯t know or don¡¯t the more I want to know. I find there''s nothing wrong with this. That is simply me and that all I can be. So what if my research in the void made living taint and so what if my genetics experiment turn desperate men into monsters. Do people care about the good my research has done. Do they remember the plague I cured. Well ok that a lie I made a cure for the plunge then gave it to a king in turn for some thing of a various nature. Ok the king doomed some people for the sake of many people it was one of those case where people ask is it ok to kill a few for the sake of the many and said king chose the many. And maybe thing would of gone better if it wasn¡¯t for me being a hole witch thing and the crusaders that came for my head. Besides they were lazy they came for mine but left with the king''s it like they had ulterior motives but people having ulterior motives that¡¯s insane. Ha haha Honestly I was planning on giving my full support of the people to tide the flow of the darkness that I personally know as void stuff. Ok I¡¯m not the best with names or you know. The hole giving other people my research so they can make use of it. I may of had the solution to a lot of problems for a lot of people and only gave it to them when I wanted something in return. I also my have been the cause of those problems a lot of the time but that doesn¡¯t means you can blame me every time you stubbed your toe. But didnt I make a new species in the fae realm called fairy. That¡¯s got to give me some points. New life yay so what if they abliderated the ecosystem and started a civil war between the elf¡¯s so they could pull a elf a dragon and a tree walked into a bar joke. There''s been wars that have been fought for far less than simply because the new kid on the block wanted to pay a joke. Ok so a few tens of millions died over the course of one hundred years but you know. And yes I¡¯ll give you that they don¡¯t do much more then float, picket fight and are just an all round pain to deal with. But it not that I made them just to prove a point and knew full well the horrors they would unleash upon the many realms. Or let not forget the time I nearly save a realm from the pain. No it not like that it was just a small very small undead accident that that may have spread a bit faster than a normal one would. Not that undead occur in nature or anything. Well they could it definitely possible but I¡¯ve never seen a successful natural undead. Maybe I should make a note of that ideas. Yes it I can get them to spawn in the wild. He he he¡­ no that might not work but it¡¯s worth a shot. Of course I would need to find out a few thing before hand. The first how did I get into the void from my knowledge the only access point is In the deepest pits of hell and well. It definitely gives meaning behind the hole dead thing but the problem with that is that I know for sure that we mortals get no after life. The only people with the ability to maintain some form of the soul after death is well the gods even then not all gods have this ability the majorly don¡¯t. I don¡¯t think I¡¯m a god. I¡¯m not quite sure what makes a god a god tho. Maybe I filled out the need requirements without realising it but for some reason that just feels unlikely but it clear as day that both me and that swordsman was clearly pushing the bounds of mortality. However I feel as if I wasn¡¯t quite their.Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere. Haaa once more I¡¯ve lost myself in thought. Well as for my location I have been able to connect it natural to two places the first is the void and make no mistake even if I was able to use its energy doesn''t mean I understand it. But I know of where it comes from. At least where the angles, elves, human and demons schoolers think it does. Well whether I believe the god of death ripped a hole in the space time continuum with nothing but a sword or not I can conclude that in the way the realms are that it doesn¡¯t come from the heavens above but instead rises from a lower realm. It also explains why the lowest real can hold so much power despite being so far away from the source the hugest realm. A realm of pure energy from then the real directly below the heavens where the heroes and gods live below that is where the angles are in their own realm named Ascension. Still their work like the slaves they are and nobody complains hell getting fallen angels slaves in the land of the fae is seem as a power statement by the dragons. Although some dragons have even enslaved hero¡¯s and I heard the dragon king has an arc angle. Well I guess after the realm of the angles then it¡¯s the realm of fae where elves, humans, and dragons live ohhh I almost forgot but the fairy¡¯s are their too. Then it¡¯s the realm of mortality where it manly humans and stuff. That where i''m from so it not like nothing of importance happens their but it¡¯s kind of dull. Not that humans are bad it¡¯s just that well the humans in the land of the fae have the mountain of the sword a powerful magic schools and the fucking churches and other stuff. Well the higher the realm the stronger the monster born from soul stuff. That right I call void energy void stuff and those who bend the soul people who use soul stuff. I¡¯m not calling it ki like the sword man do. They have like four different fucking things they call ki and they don¡¯t even try to catalog them. It just ki with a different feel the hell do you mean a different feel. Damn did I start rambling again I need to stop. Back to the question at hand. Where am I. The void. Where in the void. No idear. Maybe I should ask the tree. O that¡¯s right the tree promised to tell me and secrets that it had if I and it would tell me and in return I would help her steal a book from the gods. Well if she can answers my questions. Sure why not but once more we are faced with the problem. Where am I and is it worth asking. What question should I ask I wonder. Damm tree what are you? Making be hesitant like this. Hmmmmm ok I got it my question that I will ask will be¡­ Chapter 6 legend of the sun guild. Before we was a simply tree. Ok calling it a simply tree was without a doubt a lie. ¡° so you want me to steal a book do you. Is that all¡± me ¡° I will not lie. You do not have a good chance of success but when you convene with the others who are here with you here you will find a that your task is the easiest. Oh and make no mistake your task is to steal the book from the heavens then return here with it¡± The air reeked of rot and decay as the thing spoke. Honestly I¡¯m quite glad I can¡¯t smell but it¡¯s odd that I can determine somethings smell in my current form. Hmmm it actually quite an out of body experience. Should I ask how that works I¡¯m quite curious? ¡° And in turn you will answer one of my questions here and one and another when I return¡± Me ¡° Yes that is my intention number three¡± ¡° well I have a few inquiries about the job that you have intended for me and I¡¯m sure someone as resabal as yourself wouldn¡¯t mind if we concluded these inquiries as simply me inquiring about the job before me¡± me ¡°very well but I maintain the right of silence for would I be the god of secrets if I held no secrets of my own¡± ¡° What are the context in the book? What is it about? And of course what is it¡¯s name?¡± Me ¡° Two sum it clearly so you can understand my predicament I have not the sighted clue. I simply know that I will be able to tell you more when you, sorry if you were to ask your question here . Arrr you thought you a hint the book is a small black book that could probably fit in your hand the book is titled the song of fate. Ahh and before you ask it¡¯s keep safely inside the box known as pandora. As for the location of the box itself I know not it¡¯s location other then it stays in heaven.¡± Hmmm it seems this form is capable of migraines. And what does she mean stays in heaven. ¡° So you want me to steal something but you don¡¯t know where it is or who owns it right?¡± ¡° That¡¯s, correction I do know know where it is but that does not mean I do not have a lead¡± ¡° oh please tell¡± ¡° I know that the box was stolen from the god king by the god of madness but most know him as the king of the mad or the king of madness¡± ¡° I¡¯m sorry those names are new to me god king not god of kings and a god of madness since when have these god exists¡± ¡° hahahahahahaha I have forgotten silly me. O don¡¯t look at me like I¡¯m mad and more to the point don¡¯t look so mad.¡±If you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. I¡¯m a faceless construct I don¡¯t have a face to look mad. ¡°See girl it been over 17 thousand years since your death and the deaths of the other three give or take a couple hundred years but still a long time has passed and the knowledge that you existed had long since pasted as did the age of darkness.¡± That¡¯s a lot to take in. ¡°The age that followed was known as the age of peace and was brought around by the man who kill you. He is now known as god king for after his rise to power at the end of the age of peace against the chaos gods. It was a bloody war that traveled over two ages the age of war and the age of gods. During the age of war many patrons died in fact almost all who were branded chaos and any order who did not kneel before the god king. The god king even slew his own daughter when she fell in love. The chaos god who survived well lead to hell by .¡± ¡° you?¡± ¡° They came to my sister the former god of death the one who is now known as the spider. In the hope she could slay him. Fearing her might the god king launched an assault on hell where they have sealed me and my sisters to this day. After both sides tired from the war came to a temporary truce so both sides could recover however. That ended the age of the war and started the age of god where the god of order used source to increase their numbers and the gods of chaos have since gone into hiding. However a new threat rose up. An angel came to me and ask for a way to free his people. Where they were seen as a valued tool I The time before the god king he has once more remind them that they were made to be slaves for the gods. I granted him the strongest power knowledge. I heard he confronted the god king twice and it can back a draw both times but order still hold the advantage. After the age of the gods it¡¯s was the age of fire but now that age will come to an end soon and I am determined to help shape the new one. That should inform you of the current state of affairs¡± What no. How? Who? What? Where? When ? Why? Haaaaa what am I supposed to do with that and you still haven''t told me about who the god of madness is and where he comes into the picture or formatter how the fuck am I supposed to find him. ¡° What of this god of madness where am I too find him¡± me ¡°O you won¡¯t¡± What? Why did you stop their you go off on a tangent about the history of the 100 thousand years after I die but tell me nothing of the 7 thousand years after. I don¡¯t know how much of that is relevant. And now what is this. I have a lead that you can¡¯t use. ¡° can you explain why I¡¯ll never meet him?¡± Me ¡° what the point of a lead you will never use of course you¡¯ll meet him¡± I gonna fucking stab you! ¡° I said you would never find him not that he would never find you¡± ¡° And why would he seek me?¡± ¡° secret¡± Your dead. Fucking dead! ¡° I see¡± me ¡° now the it''s time you asked me your question and be on your way¡± ¡° Then what is magic and mana?¡± Chapter 7 the legend of the sun guild ¡°To explain that to you I would first need to explain the nature of reality¡± ¡° so that¡¯s a no to my question?¡± ¡° no it just means you get a free understanding of the nature of reality in your answer. Unless you don¡¯t want me to.¡± ¡° who can say no to anything that¡¯s free.¡± voice 3 ¡°Very well¡± Before anything could be said the land began to blur. All around me I saw lights. Far far too many to count and I began to drift through them. At first slowly but it soon began to speed up faster and faster. There was an onslaught of lights as I drifted through them soon they seem to flicker and like flashes millions of flash each biting a new image into my head of a name or face or theory but the majority of what I were equation. And soon a deep and dark voice. As it spoke it seem to pulse in time like the beating of a heart. No words were spoken but instead it assaulted me like an instrument. It felt like someone was attempting to use my vocal cords like a violin for as soon as the noise were heard I felt a repeat of the sound inside me. This continued for hours upon hours until finally a new sound was heard and a smell of rotting wood violently assaulted my very being. The images had left me blinded and disoriented I had forgotten which way was up and which way was left and which way was backwards but for all that I felt like a new the other. I could tell which way was down and right and I could see. I could see the sight before me. I know how crazy it sounds to know down but fail to find up. But their was one that seem unmistakable right now and that was forward. For something was before me. A black heart and unlike the void before the background was a swell of yellows, poorly painted organs that all seemed to be just their. Each their own size and each its own style. I turned to the left to see I stood before one. Upon closer inspection it was a wall of numbers laid out to look like a big red heart from a distance but as I tried to face the front once more I found myself turning left again only to find that I faced the black heart of wood. From the slowly beating heart ten branches grew. And after ten meters the branched split in two and ran in random directions only for this to occur again and five meters were that would repeat for as far as the I can see in almost all directions black branches all growing from this sick and twisted black heart that now one count tell would beat seven times a minute. ¡° welcome to my humble home please make yourself comfortable I shall now answer your question in the traditional way. As in with words¡± ¡° What was that?¡± Me ¡° that was a was in a sense me putting on a show for you there are some questions with answer that would take years for me to answer to a satisfactory degree¡± ¡°but I don¡¯t know anything new¡± me ¡° That¡¯s simply. If I were to place all that knowledge in your head now well it would absolutely destroy the new one I¡¯ve prepared for you.¡± ¡° new one?¡±me ¡° haaaa once again you get distracted with the small details¡± ¡° how are they small details!¡± Me ¡° hush little one¡± I suddenly found myself with the will to respond ¡° Now then where to begin. Reality is a song. Magic is the power to place your own note mana, the soul, the void are different forms of ink and although they are used the same way. The way in which they are used is different. It hard to explain in word but take the fireball spell your just placing the fireball note in front of you. But all spell are comprised of two thing the subject and the action in this case the subject is a all of fire and the action is forward. In rituals it is no long a subject and action but is instead a long description of what will occur in the song. There are three different forms of notes. Magic in the traditional sense used a language called the origin but you have not asked about that so I will refrain from that. However it¡¯s still based on perspective if you think this word means fire then it means fire the law a stable but can be bent to a certain degree. The second is will or lifeforce it birth from the soul that¡¯s birth from conscience thinking or thoughts. All who are capable of thought will get a soul at some point in time. When one dies they lose their thought so the soul begins to die as well although as shown though you it¡¯s possible for a soul to gain a new life it its maintain with a body for thought for enough time but you have not ask me about your current state of being so I will go no further into the subject other then you have a few surprises waiting for you. Next is the void. The void has no standard rules for any who can make use of the void are allowed to right the rules that will effectively only matter to them. However the both heavily structured and no structure approaches have their advantages the ture might of the void is in being both without law and heavily controlled in various places.¡±The story has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. There was a silence as I attempted to comprehend. ¡° the laws of magic are based on perspectives. Doesn¡¯t that mean that my work is pointless because if another makes the same discovery as I did but see that answer in a different light then¡­ wouldn''t that make me wrong. That doesn''t seem far.¡± ¡° yes. it¡¯s why I used lifeforce and void whenever possible but at the same time not entirely correct for you see all those who make the same discoveries after you will do so with a perspective in your form or my form because I have advanced way beyond you level not because I¡¯m better but because I¡¯ve had a trillion years to do so. But still while you still exist the magic theory¡¯s that you made will still stand because well when you made those discoveries they were recorded in the song of reality or as some call it the song of fate¡± ¡° The song of fate? As in the book that you wish for me to obtain¡± ¡° yes if the book is what I think it is then it is imperative that you bring it to me long before the god king or that angle is able to get it for they too have both sent men in search of the mad king.¡± ¡° And your sure I will meet this mad king before he is found¡± ¡° yes. In once more if the book is what I think it is and I¡¯m never wrong then it¡¯s more then possible to say. Make your answers the correct answers¡± ¡° why would you tell me this. Why would you trust me.¡± ¡° hmmm very well it is because in order to rebuild you I had to use part of my soul as well. And it was a success. This might not mean much to you but to me you are subject 3. Your state is built on the idea that the void is fully capable of mimicking life force. And if the soul is made from life force then can a soul also be made from the void. And yes you are a major success. Just like the second subject you are made from a mix of void energy which had your conscience implanted upon it and left to ferment for as you know a long time. This for you will be both a blessing and a curse for Me and my sister are the heart of the void I beat through you now and you were made through me. You will of your own account do as I have ask because my natur as the god of secrets will compel you to find this book not that you know that it exists. The idea of using it for any other purposes then to know you are right is ludicrous and what is the point of being the only one who know your correct. Its secrets will drive you forward as they have me and like me in time you will find that you have both the desire to maintain it secretly and inform others. Like me you will come to learn that the joy in secrets exist between people. And knowing that you know more the others and that another knows you know more than others. For you see we are the same¡­ opps I¡¯ve said to many spoilers for my liking so now if that¡¯s all shall we go join subject two. It would seem like Ai is done oh by the way my name is Ti the void god of secrets. But in the end I trust you to do as I predict nothing more and I don¡¯t ask you to trust me. If Vi was here I¡¯m sure she¡¯d say something like no one can every really trust another.¡± ¡± So you tell me this because you feel that I will do exactly as you think I will and by telling me this I will now proceed to do as you have predicted ¡± me ¡±after all I¡¯m never wrong¡± well theirs a first time for everthing. Chapter 8 Legend of the sun guild We stood overlooking a valley. It was a calming place. A top a mountain peak where we were there was a small gathering of moss her and the scattered among a sea of rocks that gave that appearance of being smooth but yet they felt fought to the touch. Less than two meter from me their was small trickle of water that as it traveled down soon broke in to two rivers. The rivers were thick and had rapid streams but it was all traceability to the trickle of water that just seemed to appear as if the water had no real point of origin for one would try to follow the stream they would be unsure of when it became a trickle and would be unable to find the source of the water. No matter how hard they try. Above was a yellow sun but from it a felt neither warm nor cold. It would seem this star had no other function than it being light to me. But then they was a night blue sky that seemed to drift beyond the star before me. Down below in the valley their stood a second green but not one of the ashy brown of the rocks below my feet but a vast array of different green each at different place within each other blending seamlessly in some and in clear comparison in other. Among the sky their was places of white. And beyond that all came a gentle and cramping breeze. ¡° it not quite right but it will have to do. I make some changes and soon stuff might work out but I¡¯m not quite sure¡± What stood beside me was first a spider then a shadow without feature then to a person that I would never be able to forget. ¡°Vi¡± She didn¡¯t even respond to my presence. She simply continued to stare out not at anything in particular often letting the breeze sway her into facing new directions and finding new focal points. This silence continues. Until she suddenly turn her head to face me. Once more I¡¯m greeted by the eyes of expectations. ¡° hmmm I think I get what you miss¡± ¡° miss?¡± me ¡° It¡¯s time for another lesion¡± ¡°Ok¡± me The pause continued for some time as my sisters face strunch and pouted. Still her face turned once more to that of expectations. In all my life it is¡­ no was neither those that hated me. Nor is it the countless I killed that come to haunt me. No when I have nightmares it¡¯s not past regrets that assault me. Nor is it the knowledge that my real sister probably died long before I was born and that the sister I came to love and respect was never real. No what I see when I have nightmares is her. Her face contorted into one of disappointment before she begins to walk away. In that regard I am still a child afraid to failed a parent. When father neglected me. When he turned his attention toward my far more talented younger brother. No father wasn¡¯t my father at this point. At times I wonder if father came to love my brother. When I was born all he sourt was a talented successor of his sword. He wanted to enforce his failed dreams of the peak strength on another so that he may live his dream thought them. But I could not bring his that dream. Although I wasn¡¯t without skill I was not the most talented. In the end it was sister who raised me. Groomed me. I have no doubt in my mind that my martial surpority came from her technique. Which is why I polish it every day of every second. I would train the one this for hours but after a while those hours turned into days and those days turned into years I push myself way past pain. Every fight I means for me to find bew weakness in my self and my use of the ¡® art¡¯ because by the end that what it was to me.You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version. The first form of death. Death descends for all. It was a movement technique that allowed me to in a sense skip the distance between us by a few meters and afew moments that were to help me. But by the time I had died it allowed me to ¡®skip¡¯ any distance. With a single step I could be anywhere. But it wasn¡¯t enough combat power to break those with sting defending or defence techniques. So then I had the ideas couldn¡¯t I skip the distance between strikes resulting in the power to strike as many times as required. It wasn¡¯t perfect or should I say I wasn¡¯t perfect my body could barely handle this new ability. In the end I never completed it. It was still useable I could strike multiple times in a instant but any more than three was only possible because of my body that I spent long time crafting into a perfect form. The second way I used my ability was to ¡®skip¡¯ the time in between and during strikes as I grew in power the speed of my attacks grew as did the speed of the strike itself but I was never able to skip the hole process merely shorten it. However although this gave me a edge in the end it was my third use of the ¡® skip¡¯ power I attempted that gave me the most problems. I attempted to skip the cost of usage to allow me to move without rest. The first time I tried I was left in a almost coma like state for three months. I learnt many things at that time. In the end I was able to skip the cost of one attack per hour. Hmm still this is an old story and to dwell on the past for too long is a weakness. I probably don¡¯t contain many good emotions towards that time of revelation. To hold doubts towards your own feeling and more so the feelings of those who I once saw as being above all else. But that is a story for another time. To dwindle in the past for to long is a weakness. ¡° What is the one thing that is required for all victories ?¡± ¡° it¡¯s¡± ¡® crack¡¯ a hand crashes down upon my head before I may even begin to give my answer. The strike brings neither pain nor anguish ¡° silence! Go sit and think on the answer. We will convene at dawn¡± ¡° Dawn¡± ¡° yes. Yes dawn is a good time but while you sit here and do nothing I will hunt for fish in the river. Swordy to me, I summon thee. I have the utmost need of you¡± ¡° swordy?¡± ¡° Silence! disciple it doesn¡¯t sound like you are thinking of life¡¯s greater meaning¡± ¡° I thought the question was what is required for victory? also disciple is new¡± ¡° no you fool it¡¯s what is required for all victories. The all is important and I think you will find that you have been depromoted from disciple to shity disciple for questioning¡± There was a pause as my sister made eye contact with me. I could tell that this would only end in her victory. So after all I nod and consented to my lose. I mean after all it impossible to argue with stupid people and it¡¯s impossible to argue with insane people now I¡¯m meant to argue with the insanely stupid . I turn my head only to see that she already returned with her sword and as if to test its sharpness she playfuly swings it through the air only for me to see a mountain that appeared to be 34 kilometres away from me get sliced cleanly in half as the top part begun to slide down its side only to block of the entrance to the valley only for her to turn to the mountain next to us. I then watched as history repeats itself turning this valley into a bowl. ¡° fu fu fu now the valley will flood and it will be easier to catch some fish ha ha ha. Sometimes I scare myself with my own genius¡± Or maybe it not insanely stupid but stupidly insane. Chapter 9 my weakness. Try as I might I have long since realized that most of my sisters questions don¡¯t actually have a right answers. Is not like she only asks a question once. Once she ask the same question twice in one day and yet both times she wanted a different answer. What does it mean to mean something and what is dirt are some off her favourite questions to ask. By their is no right answer if we went by past experiences then I would have no problem answering these questions. But therein lies the problem because not only does she want a certain answer but most of the time she was it in a certain way. Of course most of the time I can get her to tell me the answer I want with a little praise but I have since learnt when that will work or not. As much as I joke she the type to hold her cards close to her chest so. What is the origin of all victory? This is a hard question. It very general too. It¡¯s probably something about knowing yourself or maybe it¡¯s a trick question. She does love trick questions. Hmmm guess there''s nothing to do¡­ let¡¯s see there''s a rock with some moss. And ohh what¡¯s that. Oh it a rock with some brown moss that new I¡¯m only surrounded by a few of those. It not like I¡¯m sitting on a literal mountain of brown moss covered rocks. Ok their might be some dirt below me somewhere but I don¡¯t see any. Nor do I see any down the valley it¡¯s all just these smooth almost plate like rocks. Or towering plants. Actually I don¡¯t see any wood either. It almost as if the landscape was painted. I reach over and pick up a rock. It¡¯s a odd weight. It gives the impression that it¡¯s hollow but if I. Their a unusually satisfying crack as I snap the rock in half. That was honestly a bit too easily to break. I run my finger along the rocks edge and to my surprise it draws blood. The cut itself is so minascul that even paper cuts look serious enough by comparison. Still it drew blood. I chuck the rock aside only to be surprised once more. I throw the two half¡¯s away Ha would you look at that, it bounced. Back to the matter at hand. How to deal with my boredom. Now that I think about it this is the first time I have been without Icarus my beloved. Hmmm maybe I could. No lets not be stupid. I bend down and pick up a new rock but instead of snapping it I hold it in one hand and squeeze. And I wait for the satisfaction of that sound. I take a moment to take in my surroundings. Oh some rocks with brown moss. I return my focus to the task at hand. Hmm it¡¯s gone. Ha didn¡¯t expect that. Did it run away? How do rocks run away? I need to ask my sister about that. Magic disappearing rocks . Boredom returns. I¡¯m sorry rocks can you do other things. If I had a sword I could train. Hmmm I wanna try it. I stand on my feet and hold out my hand. ¡°Come to me my sword. Icarus I have need of you¡± then in the back of my head I hear a ever so faint masterrrrrrrr and I feel the connection between us shake as if blocked. And for the first time in a while a feel a deep longing and loneliness. But I confirmed that our connection is still there which. I am glad that my sword survived my death. The connection has grown weak but it¡¯s their. Truth be told it feels less like the connection is weak but instead Icarus has turned weak. Ha nothing happened well I kind of expected it. Hmm is their something I¡¯m missing. I arch my back. Breath deeply and announced in the deepest voice I can muster ¡° heard my call my dear sword. I your glorious master Erick River have need of you. Join me once more and we shall again become hole... Ah well I didn¡¯t really expect that to work¡± Unfortunately this would grow to become one of the biggest regrets of my life because ¡° pfff hahahahahahHahahahahah look swordy it¡¯s an idiot. Quick think of a way to escape swordy we don¡¯t want to catch his stupidity¡± I turn around to face my sister. Despite the harassment in her voice she¡¯s clearly waiting looking to see if something would happen and the only difference between her when she left is now she soaked to the bone. And that theirs three fish begging for their lives. Each pierced through the gills. And from their mouths little ¡° please my children¡± or ¡° I¡¯m to young¡± ¡° I don¡¯t want to die ¡° taking fish huh well thats neet. Wonder what they tasted The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. ¡° let¡¯s eat o glorious on¡± ¡°Ok¡± ¡° Or do you want me to sit here and list the ninety nine reasons why your an idiot for thinking you''re stupid cursed sword has the power to jump between realms in such a simple way is absolutely fucking retardant. Also why the fuck are you still using that thing. Last time I checked it was a common weapon.¡± Actually it a unique. I wont say this out loud let¡¯s just move on and forget this experience. ¡°Come to think of it you were using pretty well considering the weakest grad weapons was able to destroy two divine grade artefacts.¡± She paused to look at me. Still the only expression on her face was one of expectations. I come to learn that my sister will forget to change facial expressions when she having a good time or is amused. And What¡¯s more amusing to her then my embarrassment. No I feel no embarrassment. If I let it get to me she wins. After a good three hours of her politely informing me of how stupid I am I came to know a lot. How long I¡¯ve been dead. She also said my swords probably gone. I told her about the voice I heard in the back of my head. ¡° o yeah you¡¯re dead and you¡¯ve been for awhile.¡± ¡° that so¡± well I kind of new. ¡° you feel nothing towards that huh well it lucky for you in an amazing teacher hell you might call me a glorious teacher ha ha ha. By the way wanna know how you died¡± ¡° it was the spear anymore information is pointless I am dead. You told me yourself that all receive one chance of life anymore is unfair and will always lead to desecration of life¡¯s value¡± ¡° when the fuck did I say that? Arr I mean of course but no arr um yeah sometimes we must um.¡± For the first time since coming here she has a look of seriousness to her. If she actually truly trying to think of an answer then it my win if she pretends I never said that it her win. No what am I doing I need to be serious here what if she denies saying that out right then that would also be her win. Hmmm I¡¯m in a bad way it a two to one odd. I can only prays dearest sister please fail here. The seas parted and my prayers were heard here today for she gave me the answer I sourt. ¡° arr um oh fuck yeah I¡¯m a fucking genius ok it¡¯s all good you see it because we only receive one life we need to take all the opportunity given to us for only those cheated by life will rally in the name of fairness¡± she gave a sagely nod. And a quite literal pat on the back. Under her breath I just faintly heard ¡° fuck it¡¯s great to be a genius¡± ¡°So where were we ahh that right how you got your ass kicked.¡± ¡° yes¡± ¡° still no response or annoyance to this¡± ¡° as much as I complain I was defeated in open combat¡± ¡° well if that¡¯s how you want to see it ok but it a stupid way to look at it but sure.¡± ¡° is that so¡± ¡° so you got done in by soul magic¡± ¡° soul magic?¡± ¡° right you struck the soul with your own it not used much because unlike other forms of magic it doesn¡¯t scale. Your either got a strong soul or a weak so and you throw your soul at the opposing party and if your soul is strong you win and if it¡¯s not you lose¡± ¡° I never heard of it¡± ¡° well that makes sense because a master soul magician will die if his soul is weak. Well maybe not a master I know there are ways to strengthen a soul and a soul strength will improve naturally by two things. The first is age but not by much honestly your soul is now fairly old to the and the second is will. If the two souls are thrown then it often the one who wants to win the most that will win. And therein lies a large problem with soul magic. As I said before the need for survival and fear of death are usually strong motivation. Even ants don¡¯t want to die after all. With a weak soul one gains a weakness to both soul magic, Illusions,black magic, and void energy¡¯s. For me and you these will always be our weakness. Especially illusions ¡± ¡° why?¡± ¡° because we share weakness. And it easier to blame our weakness on the way we use the sword then on our personalities . Because it the nature of the art of death to be grounded in reality so when we leave reality behind we are put in a weaker state. It one of those two I¡¯ll let you decide¡± ¡° is that so¡± ¡° see that is why you got killed so fucking easily. It caused to didn¡¯t even want to win. It is why you never gained divinity. It is why you got done in so fucking easily. It¡¯s why your swordsmanship ran into a wall. It is why you¡¯ll never be my equal only ever my follower. It because you lack drive and ambition. To you it there''s no reason to win then simply to win. It wasn¡¯t victory that used to be your goal but survival. It a fine goal for the weak but a poor excuse for the strong. Which is my I¡¯m here today god your so lucky I¡¯m your teacher because I¡¯m a genius. So of you. I have one request and one demand. Chapter 10 legend of the sun guild I sat staring at my fish. I¡¯ve eaten all but the head. It was was a novel experience eating something that¡¯s screaming for it life. According to my sister because were in the void everything is very hard to kill. Honestly I¡¯m surprised at what sister has attempted here. Over a very long time she¡¯s collected over one million species and enclosed then in this what I¡¯ve come to learn is an entire new whole tucked away from the rest of existence. After watching my sister cook five fish slowly over the course of an hour then split them into two even amounts. Only to watch her eat both. If you were going to eat the whole lot why did you make two plates. That¡¯s another thing I learned about the void if there''s something you want it will simply appear before you. So I have a sword now. An exact replica of Icarus. A lovely black handle that seems like it was made for someone with three hands. Once one takes the gard in place then it resembles a T and the blade itself is long and thin oddly enough there''s no sharp point at the end. That gives it this different worldly vibe. The blade itself is made out of something according to Icarus it was a metal that came from the the darkest part of my soul but Icarus like to exerrate immensely at times. Icarus is the type who will swap factual information with epic sounding things that Icarus makes up. So after that I was told to go get more fish. I made note of the ¡®go get fish¡¯ not ¡®go get your own fish¡¯ and left to venture down the mountain. But before I got to far I heard a crisp ¡° don¡¯t forget you need to be back here by drawn to tell me your answer. I¡¯m serious this time arrr I mean I¡¯m always serious. Once I was out of my sisters sight I focus on the closest river and then I attempted to skip their but to my surprise although I have moved I have not made it to the river yet. It must be further than I originally believed. That¡¯s ok it will give me time to think I guess and it can¡¯t be that long of a walk maybe two hours. Still it¡¯s pretty impressive that sister placed a hole ecosystem in here. I look around and within my position their are a pleater of rocks each with brown moss but not it hard miss the lack of dirt especially because of my sisters disposition towards the stuff. Because of the heavy and think trees but it would appear that it was green. I mean the wood is green and the leaves are a darker green if there''s anything of note their seems to be a green tree stump. a green tree although it feels more like what someone who''s never seen a tree before would think a tree looks like. No I¡¯m sure she¡¯s seen a tree before. Still it truly is a hole ecosystem. The majority are monsters though. Currently I have been left to contemplate the demand and the request. Honestly the demand was fairly clear but the request that my sister asked of me had thrown a big loop in my head. Honestly she¡¯s never ask me to do something like that. At least the demand is simply. ¡° I want you to avenge yourself bring me the new god of orders head. Wait you don''t know who that is do you. Hmmm they call him the god king. So yeah his head got it. he¡¯s not that strong in the grand scream of things but you now he above the old you. ¡± I don¡¯t think anyone who is called god king can be weak so I should put that demand under sisters gross exerations of my abilities.This novel is published on a different platform. Support the original author by finding the official source. But the request. At least I know how to kill people I have no idea how to even start with the request. It was also shocking when I found out who the god king was. So the guy that killed me did well for himself. Still at least I can understand why my sister wants me to avenge myself but I still don¡¯t really understand why this request. ¡°The two that we¡¯re with you have also been given requests. Before they complete their quest become their friends. That is all ¡° ¡° why?¡± Me ¡° because Mane has the drive you lack and June has the ambition you need to reach the heights that I want of you.¡± ¡° is that so¡± ¡° yes¡± I wish that was the only thing my sister brought up. ¡° also on another note you need someone to succeed you.¡± ¡° is that so¡± ¡° you don¡¯t comprehend what I just said do you¡± ¡° Am I being replaced¡± ¡° no that¡¯s not want this is¡± ¡° then why do I need a successor?¡± ¡° because I said so¡± ¡° is that so¡± ¡° sometimes I love your hands on attitude¡± ¡° is that so¡± ¡° yeah¡­ um you still don¡¯t get what I want you to do do you¡± ¡° no¡± ¡° ¡­ change my mind don¡¯t worry about it yeah after all you''re still a trainee in the hole life experience department¡± ¡° is that so¡± ¡° I guess that¡¯s my fault. Hay have you ever done anything with another¡± ¡° anything¡­ I¡¯ve stabbed people¡± ¡° no not that I um well yeah that but not with your sword I mean with your spear¡± ¡° I don¡¯t have a spear I use a sword¡± ¡° no not that uh did we ever have the talk¡± ¡° talk?¡± ¡° and it looks like we never will hey tell me we¡¯re close right¡± ¡° is that I mean yes¡± ¡° ok¡­ god I feel like odd asking this¡± ¡° is that so¡± ¡° were, did you ever get close to a female. Like become friends or maybe something more?¡± ¡° no Icarus told me to avoid women because their evil and she said the only one I need was her¡± ¡° ¡­ the fuck else did your sword do? Ok ok ok no it¡¯s fine ahh um you never touched your sword inappropriately right?¡± ¡° no I never use the sharp end to hold my sword I¡¯m not stupid¡± Her voice seem to lower and her face showed extreme though and hesitation that was not like her ¡° ah hahahahaha that¡¯s good¡± ¡° is that so¡± ¡° Ok it good that I found out about this Nowa very well yes this will work out just fine he he he it fucking great to be a genius¡± ¡° sister please don¡¯t laugh like an old man it not like you¡± ¡°BEHOLD!!! The solution I have the genius sister have arrived at. You my disciple must get yourself a disciple and you must pass on the new style of the fist art of death that you crafted over your lifetime ¡± ¡° ok¡± ¡° wait there''s MORE!! In fact this is the most important part¡± ¡° Ok¡± ¡° for this disciple of your must a skilled and talented woman.¡± ¡° ok? Why?¡± ¡° she must also be attractive¡± ¡° ok?why?¡± ¡° because master has said¡± ¡° is that so¡± ¡° yes it is so¡± ¡° ok¡± ¡° you will thank me when your older¡± ¡° I¡¯m over 3000¡± ¡° which is why I¡¯ll never forgive that fucking scrap metal of a sword keep you pure for all that time it¡¯s fucking evil I say¡± ¡° Icarus is a cursed sword isn¡¯t it supposed to be evil and cruel¡± ¡° yes but what she did is just barbaric¡± ¡° is that so¡± ¡° yes I¡¯m crying for you on the inside¡± ¡° is that so¡± ¡° you have lived a truly demented life¡± I watch in all seriousness as actual tears begun to fall from my sisters face ¡° well I¡¯ve been here with no one but my sisters for literally more the 500,000,0 years for me so I¡¯m probably not in a position to say this. Actually I don¡¯t remember it myself huh¡± That conversation left me utterly confused about things in life. But I have more pressing matters to attend too. I swear I pass that tree stump before. Chapter 11 legend of the sun guild. Deep breath in. Deep breath out. Ok what do you do when your lost again. Not that I¡¯m lost or anything ha ha ha of course not. I¡¯m great with directions ha ha ha. Well I can¡¯t do maps. Icarus dose maps not me. Now that I think about it Icarus did the people aswell. Icarus told me what to say to the people we meet and it turned out generally alright. Thinking back Icarus never really had anything good to say and people often gave me strange looks when I informed then what Icarus wanted to say. Actually what Icarus wanted me to say was often very different from what Icarus mentally thought. Still I¡¯m sure I¡¯ve been lost before what did I do then. Hmmmm when one gets lost they need to ahhh do the thing so the sun rises in the east¡­ wait what is the time? I mean has the sun moved since I got here. No my sister said drawn so I should presume I¡¯m wrong and conclude that the sun will set in a couple of hours. I came in a straight line to get here and the sun is directly overhead right now so I can¡¯t just follow the sun and see where it takes me. Wait I jumped to here right so don¡¯t I just need to jump back to where I was before. Hmmm what will sister say if I return without fish and say I got lost. I could make some excuse that I got turned around because no matter what happens I¡¯m sure I¡¯ll be sent out to get more fish. Then we return to the question at hand. What does one do when they are lost. Hmmm I place the tip of my sword on the biggest rock within sight. Then I point the handle up in the air and let go. I quickly pull my hand away as I watch the sword fall to the right. I nod my head and begun to walk to the right after picking up my sword. It will be seven hours before I consider the possibility that wasn¡¯t my best idear. ********** After passing over the seventh mountain I¡¯m force to stop because before me is a vast waterfall. I smile to myself ¡°he he he. I always knew I Erick River was smart but damm sometimes I amaze even myself. To be completely honest I might have had some doubts about letting the hole ¡®sword fall thing¡¯ guide the way thing but look. Waterfall. And if there''s a waterfall then my great deduction skills tell me there''s water and where¡¯s there''s water there¡¯s fish. Ha I may have taken longer than I expected about two days it doesn¡¯t matter the sun''s still up. So yeah... actually what¡¯s up with that I mean the suns now on the horizon but it¡¯s honestly been two day right so yeah. I wonder if this was all part of my sister plan but I like to think that not getting lost like I did though her off hahahahaha¡± ¡° well time to fish¡± I rub my hand together in anticipation. I approach wondering to myself how will I cook the fish I have completely forgotten that I was supposed to bring the fish back not that it matters with how long I¡¯ve been so that would probably be the last of my worries. I¡¯m about five meters away from the waters edge when I spot a ripple. Probably because my 3000 years of experience isn¡¯t just for show my instincts spoke of danger and I raise my sword to face the until it horizontal facing the right I grasped it tighter with that hand in time to deflect a fish. Small not even a meter long shoots out of the water where I side step a behead the fish not onec do my eyes turn away from the water so it¡¯s clear as day that the new octopus like tentacles rising out of the water in front of me are the culprit it point my sword at the water where I assume the creatures main body to be as it watch the tentacle rise, 1 meter, then 2 then 5 then 10 but that¡¯s not the important thing the tip of each is aimed directly at my heart that tell me this thing has both sight and knowledge that the heart is a weak spot or I some assume this thing has fought humans or human like things before another the tentacles about 37 of then are covered in a almost see through sheath blue energy that''s called auror something that was used my swordsmen and other martial artist wine include to add an edge to their sword or technique. It sharpens the blow and would allow even a wider sword to cut steal in the hand of a professional it¡¯s a weapon of mass destruction but compared to mine it¡¯s weak. My sword is quickly covered in a black smoke well it more of a fog like substance that pours up into the sky. It also seems to grow like grass near my feat and surrounds me by seven nesters. Although all aura comes from the same place and is in a sense life force like magic it has unlimited uses if one know how to use it. However unlike magic all people only get one aura and each gives a unique property to an attack take mine for example it dark black and has a smoke quality but it also allowed for some interesting uses.Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website. The creatures first five tentacles rush towards me and I ¡®skip¡¯ or teleport to the right about ten meters crossing over the three meter wide river and straight away swing my sword the smoke follows my swing lashing out and disconnecting from the blade before flying the ten meters to sever the five tentacles. I take note of the sight of the tentacles hitting the floor results in a burst of ice but before I can think I once more side step a tentacle noting that many seem to follow. Bring my sword down the sword tip leaves a line of black that remains for a second but other then that it¡¯s a clean cut and the tentacle is severed but it still swings at me so I use my ability and a skip the next strikes to watch the tentacle dissection as it¡¯s cut horizontally in three layers but instead of cutting more next to me I serve three tentacles that are emerge from the water. The two attracting tentacles and the one that I just severed goes lime. The one next two me is incase in ice due to its own aura. The rest of the tentacles pull back one guarding the base of an attack. Each tentacle lines up a strike then they move with the speed to break sound creating a sonic boom that could be considered a weapon in their own right that flattens the surrounding tree but to me it kind of slow each attack is a chance for me to both sever a few tentacles and to take a step forward but the time I make five meters forward I stand at the water''s edge. All the tentacles have been severed but due to the aura the waters frozen over and the original thick jungle in now a clearing. Looking at the ice I can see a thick shadow of teeth and eyes all stearin up at me through some aura strengthened ice. The thing about aura is that not all aura are used to improve attacks most are actually defensive or have a strange ability few are like mine. And I can tell that the ice was not an attack but a defensive measurement. It¡¯s a shame. Really if anyone else at my leaves of strength was here they might actually be unable to pass through this point but unfortunately it was me here. I raise my sword and pierce through the ice straight into the beast we¡¯re a black mist seeps out from under the ice.See my aura special. Is special enough to catch the eyes of a former death god. In all of time my sister said she¡¯s never fought someone with an aura like mine. See weather it be magic or life force or even void my aura will simply as my sister said minus it. I remove an equal amount to the amount I put in. But I can also plus it. The aura will be strengthened to the amount I put in this is what makes my aura so scary. It means I can strengthen my own aura to insane levels so long as I have the stamina to do so. When my sister discovers my aura her only response to me was ¡°that¡¯s fucking broken¡± This goes for all things made by magic or life force or void. It doesn¡¯t affect flesh but to magicians spells it the most lethal poison. Once a spell comes in contact with my aura it becomes absolutely useless. And to a swordsman¡¯ aura or domain or even high level techniques that require lifeforce or mana or void energy they are simply remove from being a threat once they come into contact with my aura. Of course at level one or without me strengthening my aura it only weakens the aura of someone and had no effect on a domain. At level two or with me strengthening it was greatly weaken all auras unless the individual dwarfs me I power it where if I used my entire stamina they wouldn¡¯t notice. Level the or ¡® and hers were things break¡¯ it becomes double the strength of level two at three times the cost. Yes Let¡¯s say that at level one it has the strength of 1 and costs one to maintain at level two it has a strength of two and costs two to maintain. but at level three it costs 3 to maintain with a strength of 4 . And level for to maintain it has a cost of 4 but a strength of eight. And at level five it costs 5 to maintain but has a strength of 16. It''s very broken at the higher levels. Well to a complex magic spell unless their a master of their craft most spells will simply be cut in half. This actually earn me the nickname magekiller when I was younger. Of course it also has another effect with is simply add it the auras of other it doesn¡¯t come in handy very often so I try to make use of this whenever possible but this isn¡¯t one of those times. The black fog has now spread across the ice and the sword has piece thought. Another use of my aura is that no one but me seems to be able to see through it. The ice begins to crack just less the a second after my sword pierced through the ice. I hear a scream of my different crus some human as I watch the creature struggle but it¡¯s is being held in place by my sword. Suddenly the ice gives way and I fall through stabbing my sword through it head while being careful to avoid the many teeth that poke out it¡¯s side. And the thoughts running through my head at this point in time is does this count as fish?. Chapter 12 legend of the sun guild So well after disarming the Creature ha get it disarmed because you know I severed its arms. No sorry I know that¡¯s not funny but you know it¡¯s just one of the things people say right. Well afterwards the fight wasn¡¯t really a fight. It was annoying but not a fight a cut it to pieces but it just seem intent on staying alive. So I keep hacking and slashing it apart but damm. It¡¯s still willingly around now and I have in 2575 equal size cubes. Oh and after the fight I found the fish it throwed at me to ahh test me why did it throw a fish a the start. Well it doesn¡¯t really matter after all the fight didn¡¯t really last longer than thirty seconds and fifteen of those seconds was me waiting after the fish throw. Well long story short I can¡¯t cook well so yeah but ultimately the fish was food and I was hungry. The more hungry someone is the better food will taste. And that¡¯s a fact with my seal of approval hmmm so what now. Ericks list of things to do Find water tick Get fish tick Make way back to sister¡­ optional for the time being But more than that. That request now that I think about their was three things my sister wanted me to do average myself Make friends ???? Get a disciple. I think but it felt like there was something I was not getting their.. Well I doubt that the guy who killed me is just going to hop out of the bushes with his pants down... ahh right what¡¯s that guys name I mean I just keep referring to him as that guy who killed me hmmmm ... I¡¯ll name him Ted. Ericks list of things to do Kill Ted Make friends Disciple thing Right that¡¯s al¡­ oh right I need to get Icarus back I think. Ok I¡¯ll put ¡®get Icarus back on the list. Ericks list of things to do Kill Ted Make friends Disciple thing Get Icarus back Ok don¡¯t think there¡¯s anything else is their¡­ o right I¡¯m lost Kill Ted Not be lost anymore Make friends Disciple thing Get Icarus back So anything else hmmm no nothing comes to mind. Still how am I supposed to go about the hole make friends thing. Hmmm ah I¡¯m sure it all workout in the end. ******* ¡° Maney oh mangy that¡¯s it!¡± ¡° who in the FUCK IS MANEY¡± ¡° huh you are? Right¡± ¡° no I¡¯m Mane¡± ¡° seriously whaaaaa oh yeah I would be never have OF COURSE I FUCKING KNOW YOUR NAME YOU STUPID LITTLE COCK FUCKER. WHOOO FUCKING TOLD YOU WHAT YOUR OWN NAME WAS IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!!¡± ¡° then why did you call mangy if you knew my name¡± This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience.¡° you truly are a stupid fuck¡± A small little red skinned girl said it her fiery red hair swayed as her little head seemed to vibrate in upsolute annoyance. Her mouth twisting between a frown and a pout as she attempted to guess if Mane was making a fool of her. ¡° how am I a stupid fuck if you can¡¯t even get my name right¡± ¡° it¡¯s a fucking nickname you FUCKER!!! You now break down wall build bridges¡± ¡° do you want to build a bright or knock down a wall. Jeez are you so really so stupid¡± Mane said as he desperately struggled to maintain a neutral face but internally he was crying. But they weren¡¯t tears of sorrow no they were the tears of happiness bordering biss as her had slowly come to test the brodurys of what was acceptable over the last three days he had been here. The little red girl who sat at a table oppose the unnaturally handsome man but appearance wise was almost completely different to how he looked before. She was currently squirming around not on the chair no that had long shattered now she rolled around on top of the table. Her red hair was constantly leaving dust over the table and small sand dunes made the carpet with no pieces of the original floor to be seen. At one stage mane attempted to dig down to see what was under the stand. However after did one full meter in the sand with his hands he received a shard chop to the back of his head shattering it. What followed was one hour of experiencing the pain of having no head as well as the novelty of it. To make matters worse to put it back together¡­ they used a hollow pink pumpkin that was in the garden outside and after sliding a good percentage of brain bits in side then a couple hours of Ai the individual who shattered my head in the first place telling me what her dream man would look like and to my surprise it was almost completely different to how I looked before in fact the only thing that didn¡¯t change was my build. Of course after my head was fixed I received a long and strearn lecturer about how digging up people¡¯s floors was bad. Not rude. Not stupid but bad and she gave me a FUCKING DOG TREAT to help me understand before informing me of her great fucking generosity. Of course that was how I would come to understand the rules of this place. Because when they were broken it would be my head smash in. So this helped my understand two things about my situation the first is that she fucking strong I mean holy Shit she strong like level a realm with a single punch. Like I watched her punch fucking the air so fucking hard a small fucking sun was formed from the pressure. And the second thing is that my fucking cockroach like powers of being fucking unkillable have either gotten way over the fucking line to their point where I¡¯ve surpassed death anything less than total disintegration would do the trick which I hope is the case but have serious doubts. Second I am truly dead and dead people don¡¯t die. That¡¯s right I haven¡¯t seen or heard a single thing that doesn¡¯t tell me I¡¯m not in hell right now. Ahhhh fuck I hope this is wrong. And right now she¡¯s biting though pure steel ingots but nothing but her jaw power. By the way I¡¯m currently sitting behind a office table facing a dest with the nameplate boss awesomeness written oh it along with a few small drawing of the little red girl.im sitting here with my arms crossed and a neutral face. Unfortunately it too high quality for me to call then children¡¯s drawings. Apparently I¡¯m undergoing an interview to see if I¡¯m worthy of receiving her and I quote ¡®the most insanely powerful shit I¡¯ve ever made¡¯ witch has me sitting of a fence wondering to myself what the fuck does that mean. Oh the face she made when she said it was fucking adorable. And even know I¡¯m struggling with how funny her reaction are and the question I¡¯ve tucked away at the back of my mind . Does it mean what I think it does? And if it does then aren¡¯t I fucked. Like really fucked. It probably isn¡¯t logical to make fun of her here. But sense never really been my thing so fuck it. Chapter 13 legend of the sun guild The day I died they sang songs of great joy. The day I was born¡­ the angels predicted the coming of me. And they sang songs of fear. But they could not predict my form. They did not know what I was. Or who I was. Or why I came. No they simply knew me as one thing. For you see they told of my arrival but even they did not know of the extent of my evil. For you see the day I was born they predicted the coming of a calamity. ********* ¡° so what¡¯s the point of this interview in the first place?¡± ¡° you, you are stupid. It ok I know that. But can you be this stupid. Is this on purpose¡­ you MANGY FUCK!!!¡± The little red girl called Ai stop scribble oh and that was honestly what she was doing those are not letters and their not words on a white piece of paper and her eyes locked with mine. Her frown turned in to a small pout for the hundredth time in the last minutes only to change back to a frown soon after. It was as if she was fighting a great battle in her mind. And her eyes now held the intensity of a war. Shit she¡¯s on to me. I will act seriously for now. But I will return anyonning again hahahahaha ¡° No I¡¯m serious why the interview. Why are we here you¡¯ve now me for days and haven¡¯t really cared who I was before. You¡¯ve had many chances and now that we''re here at this interview all you¡¯ve done is sit their and call me names.¡± Mane ¡° ahh fuck ahh it was to set the mood you, you, you¡­ stupid grrrrrrr¡± ¡° sorry did your brain fail you back their.¡± ¡° no it fucking didn¡¯t fail me back their. Any way we will now commence the interview¡± ¡° right what do I get out of this interview?¡± ¡° I fucking told you¡­ the greatest shit I¡¯ve ever made.¡± ¡° please elaborate¡­ please¡± ¡° like my technique and things¡± ¡° and why do I need your when I have mine? If I am right in my belief that you were serious but if your techniques were so great why don¡¯t you just go and poison the heavens by yourself.¡± ¡° nnnnrrtrrrrrrggaaaaaarrrrrrrrr because I¡¯m sealed here. But you aren¡¯t so I¡¯m trapped and you free.¡± ¡° I¡¯m free really then I¡¯ll leave now¡± Her faced harden and she sank back into the shadows it would be very intimidating if not for the pink, boss of awesomeness name tag that was revealed when she did so¡± ¡° yes unlike me you aren¡¯t chain to the wall but make no mistake you are still in the cage. It may not be a cage with bars but it¡¯s a cage nonetheless. So no your not free just less reaped then me¡± ¡° really? So what I¡¯m trapped in the void but your trapped in a certain part of the void¡± The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement.¡° yeah¡± ¡° Then aren¡¯t I trapped to if I¡¯m here with you?¡± ¡° it¡¯s less a cage more a seal on us it binds me to the void. As for my sisters they have their own reasons for being here. BUT I FUCKING DON¡¯T!¡± She slammed her hand into the table and it shattered but soon after the pieces broke apart they seem to glow then turn to ash. ¡° if you had my techniques I promise you wouldn¡¯t have lost. Yours although powerful the required a target to vent your rage and so long as it was your enemy you would only grow in power the longer it lived and don¡¯t get me wrong but when you targets would pass your power would drop and if you went to long without killing the you¡¯d enter a state where you would lose yourself and fight solely like a beast. You move entirely on instinct. This self you about but unstoppable but you reacted poorly to new threats.¡± ¡° ha what with the seriousness it doesn¡¯t suit your character¡± She begun to frantically wave her arms around. ¡° but,but your being stubborn just accept my stuff and don¡¯t be a baby about it¡± ¡° I thought this was a interview?¡± ¡° shit! Ok it¡¯s ok Ai you got this¡­ ok here we go¡± She started to stare at me.. ¡°shut up¡­ stupid don''t question my awesomeness¡± ¡° ok ok why don¡¯t we start simply what the techniques name¡± She paused for a moment. Then looked away from me as if embarrassed. Her head gently swaying while she sits up right on a pile of ash that was once a table well at least I know where the sand came from. Her eyes darted side to side and yet they always avoided me. Yet she just seemed unable to sit still. Seeing this I decided on my best course of action. I reached forward and poked her. She didn¡¯t reach and stop moving. So I poked her aging my finger sinks slightly as I decided that it better to push her with my finger to witch she responded with a deep hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm it sounded at like someone playing pretend at the an extremely realistic buzzing until she turn her head with enough for that my finger snapped off. I was left staring at my now missing finger waiting for the pain to come when she said in a small whisper ¡°promise you won¡¯t laugh at its name¡± o shit I¡¯m going to laugh at it name so hard when she tells me ¡° what of course not I¡¯ll never make fun of somebody who¡¯s just trying to help me after all.¡± Ha ha ha ha ha for my finger you bitch I¡¯m going to laugh super hard. I¡¯m going to do it until it¡¯s painful. ¡° ok but you need to keep in mind that it was a different me at the time.¡± ¡° ok¡± o god the anticipation is killing me ¡° you need to know that people change I¡¯m not the same person I once was¡± ¡°Ok I understand ¡± Then there was a long wait as we stared deeply into each other¡¯s eyes. After fifteen minutes I got bored and and tried to leave. But as I was approaching the door I heard her speak and it wasn¡¯t the word I was hoping for. It wasn¡¯t a funny name brought to her tounge by desperation no it was a solemn confession. ¡° I¡¯m sorry but it¡¯s your fault at first I was just going to say whatever came to mind but then you got all serious in consoling me that I just froze up and ah ah ah I just forgot my joke. I''M SOOORRRRYY PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!!!¡± Chapter 14 legend of the sun guild A violent scream fills the once silent place. Soon a harsh sigh follows but it is once more interrupted by that violent scream. This continues for quite a while in a third noise enters the fray. A almost impossibly silent footsteps and yet their oddly noticeable even when they are being drowned out by the harsh screams. The footstep draw closer to the source of the sighing but halfway their they seem to stop and the unmistakable sound of a sword be drawn is heard. Then the once more this place is again silent. But that silence will soon be broken. The room is not a room. The place is not a place. The location is not a location. Here is the heart of the void. It¡¯s a land that can be all but nothing yet never truly anything at all. It is a mistake in the fabric of all things and worst then that in eyes of all life. But right now in this room that is not a room there are three forms of what some could argue count as life. The first is a giant beating black heart. This heart is the source of the sighing and when one see this heart all but the most prideful are overcome by the feeling the all thing revolves around this heart. The second the source of the screams. A now headless girl who roles in pain although she is indeed without here head. She is what was the source of the screams. The third and final. Another girl but from her one feels nothing. No that not how one would describe it. Before this girl in rags all feels like nothing. At her feet is a sword. It¡¯s a beautiful sword and it swells with power. And yet it is simply left at her feet no notice of its existence for it has no value to her. Before her all things seem to lose their value The heart pulse before it spoke and unlike the conversation it had with June before now the voice sounded different. For now the voice hid fear in the sound. It said ¡° Hello sister Vi. Aren''t you supposed to be with your¡± the voice seemed to struggle with the next words ¡° brother right now sis¡± The voice did not reply and in turn the heart shivered. The fear the heart felt for Vi was clear as day. If Erick was here he too would shiver because he knew this face as well. Vi spoke her next words very slowly.A case of theft: this story is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation. ¡° I don¡¯t know where he is right now¡± The heart stop shaking the new voice now one of acceptance. Not of death no for now she knew that Vi felt no anger towards her. She was overcome with joy. And then with pity for the one Vi called brother. ***** The sun guild. A little know guild in that live somewhere, well in the middle of nowhere. This guild is house in well a temple of sorts. Run by the priests, monks and a few noteworthy paladins of the sun god. Below there''s a town like settlement. But it is all but empty. It all made of stone or hard garnet made to withstand the test of time. For this the land of the warrior tribes known as the people of mar. This is also the town where the people of mar will come once every ten years with their tribes where they will compete in strength and valor before the holy temple of the sun god. But never will they set foot in side. Once they leave the will leave without the orphans that their clans have acquired over the last ten years. It is these children who will become the next priest of the sun god and continue his worship. The strongest of these children will then under another ten years of extreme training. Only one in ten survive this training. They will become the monks of the sun god and leave to carry the name of their god to new and distant lands. If they grow to be of a certain age they may return and live a peaceful life from that day forth. But few return. Most die before they come of age and many are too old to make the return trip so they simply do not. But do not get mistaken the church of the sun god and the sun guild are very different things. Although it is said that the sun guild was made by the sun god himself when he was mortal it today holds a more general connection to him. Few people know this but inside this guild lives some of the strongest. The heroes. Both current, former and future. When a hero gets a disciple they will bring him here for his or her training. And as it is with the monks when they come of a certain age where they body have begun to fail them they may return her with a disciple to train. It is also the play where the gods send their will when a line of heroes dies out before its time. And as a rare occasion the fourteen heroes of the fourteen gods of order sit before an old woman and large pile of books. The old woman look around in a quizzical way before she turned to face the man before her and ask as if ask about the weather. ¡°Will you kill me? Then burn the books or burn the books then kill me?¡± She seem almost too amused by the sistuation she found herself in. ¡°Oh or will I escape I only see these three out comes so what is that a one in three. That¡¯s quite unfortunate that I can¡¯t bring these books with me but such is life.¡± Chapter 15 legend of the sun guild An old woman sat on the floor chained in thick heaven chains. She was wearing fine but very baggy clothes. She was covered head to toe in many different barbells and trinkets all seem to be of a different made and different age but all held but one thing in common. They all ticked to the same beat and in almost perfect sing yet it was a quiet tick. If one did not seek it one would be hard pressed to find it. But once notice it would not be forgotten easily and every passing tick would seem to only increase in weight and volume until you were overcome with the sound of the ticking. At first one would think of clocks and yet of the many different things she had tied to her their was but one pocket watch and a wrist watch. All of the articles of metal or wood were beautiful crafted and clearly well cared for all except the pocket watch that she held in her hand. The pocket watch was covered in scratches from top to bottom. The one who sat directly in front of her was an older man but in turn he gave a sharp present. In truth he had no visible signs of ageing past 40 but when he was placed in someone line of sight he would just give the impression that he was old. Due to magic it¡¯s possible to greatly extend one''s life span but after the 500 to 800 the body will begin to break down. Of course there are alway exception but unless they gain divinity and in turn eternal life all mortal life is doom to die one day. But since the dawn of time less the 70 people have ever received divinity and reached the realm of god. And of those 50 less the 30 exist today. But this is knowledge that mortal men often forget. For humans their is not current human who age surpasses 900 for fae 2000 elves 1300 and dragons who receive the longest life span of the mortal races 20,000 it is said that an angle can live for as long as a dragon but such things are unknown to the majority of mortal races. However monsters do not gain longer life spans instead simply continue to live so long as they have mana coursing through their veins they may live anywhere between 1 and 1000 years but it is not decided by their strength as it is like other races. There is no record evidence of someone of the human race living past 1000 but of course there''s is always exceptions to everything and if people know of how old Erick grew to be with no magic to support him and continued to fight at such levels it would not be long before he would be deemed to be inhuman by both the empires magic schooler society or the M.S.S and the mage guilds of today of today. If they were to know of Manes life that over 17 thousand years if or June¡¯s 9 thousand they would not even be considered truth but simply the idea would be rejected. There are many who believe that once the strongest lived longer before the age of darkness but much information was lost. It was only with the last two thousand years that society¡¯s have begun to return but compared to the days before the age of darkness the world is still licking its wounds.This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. The world today knows little of the age of darkness. And that witch is known is taken with a grain of salt. It was said that three calamities rose. And in turn those three were slain by the god king himself. But even then it was too late the world was a shadow of its old self. The second calamity lade siege to the realm of angles destroying it. The few angles that survived fleas but even now meeting an angle is like be struck by lightning with how rare they are now. The third made a plague that claim half the world and ? of the rest of all life. They was a realm of druids witch was destroyed by her research. The first calamity was the final nale. Hero¡¯s, kings, empires, high elves, fairy queens even a dragon king all who had strength or who gave hope. It is said that they were hunted like animals all to feed the hunger of his cursed blade. It said he even challenged and slew the god of war and the first of the three gods of honour and justice. But that was then and this is now. For time always moves forward. ????? Will you kill me? Then burn the books or burn the books then kill me?¡± She seem almost too amused by the situation she found herself in. ¡°Oh or will I escape I only see these three outcomes so what is that a one in three. That¡¯s quite unfortunate that I can¡¯t bring these books with me but such is life.¡± The man eyes went over her once more. They flash from suspicion then to nostalgia and finally they begun to match the woman¡¯s acceptance. He didn¡¯t act in line with the situation but instead used a tone of voice one would use for an old friend. ¡° it¡¯s been a long time huh Talua¡± ¡° oh so where going talk this means I get to say what I want to say huh¡±- Talua ¡° you see Talua I am glad to see you¡± the man The man used his hand to brush his once lush hair back now it¡¯s was white and might be said to show the truth of his situation and then began tidy himself up as if he was about to talk to a beautiful woman at a bar. But the next words carried the truth of the situation ¡° it a shame I¡¯ll never see you again Talua¡± ¡° yeah it is¡± ¡° So you agree to the situation my how different usually you cling to the outcome that best for you. You have also never been wrong about something. If there''s a way for you to escape you will try and claw with all your might but now. This new doscial you is great but I¡¯m in a bit of a pickle my dear because we both know how you the hero of time work and that you would oh never lets say, wait at our front door step with the scriptures and training form of the chaos gods. So I¡¯m wondering too thing why you got yourself caught. And two why you didn¡¯t just try and steal the false words but even brought as more. The teachings of the chaos god of love is a funny choice too but that¡¯s low on my priory¡¯s right now.¡± The man said ¡° I can not see what tomorrow will bring¡± Talua ¡° I see my old nemesis.¡± The man''s voice was touch with melancholy ¡° We both know that we seers can not see beyond our death and that the god of times follower are the strongest seers. I have come to die my old nemesis Arion the hero of fate Arion. And I have come to speak of the warning my god has given me to give to you¡± Once more her face seem to twist in a shape almost too amused by the situation she found herself in . Chapter 16 legend of the sun guild At first they congratulated me but I didn¡¯t care. No how could they be satisfied with so little. There''s so much more I need to know. I¡¯m so curious and if no one else has the answers then I¡¯ll just get them myself. I June Markov may only be a humble researcher but I can tell already. I need to know. What is the answer? God I¡¯m so curious. This need I have. This need to know. It can¡¯t be wrong. ??????? ¡° I see that is amusing¡­ no if you are serious and the god of time has sent a warning much less me and the other heroes this is something that will affect the whole world. But it¡¯s how it will affect us and the whole world that concerns me¡­ what do you guys think¡± The man named Arion with white hair who sat at the front of the group asked. ¡° Your the one that wanted to handle her on your own so you do it. It seems only fair that we give you this old man¡±the one who sat right next to Arion was the one who spoke. ¡° thanks for your input Kane anyone have any problems with me hearing this warning I mean after all I¡¯m not gonna be the hero of fate after tomorrow and well in my personal belief this seems like something an that couldn¡¯t be see as arbitrary.¡± This time a new voice called out. It was a rougher voice filled with playfulness but also seem to urge Arion on. ¡° you wanted to work for a change so do the work don¡¯t back off now that is might be more work than you originally thought¡± ¡° Ok ok but you know if you think I¡¯m lazy you''re gonna be in for a shock when you meet the new guy¡± ¡° oh don¡¯t worry we know¡± ¡° So then¡­ you old bat, what is it you want to say¡± Now the one named Talua seems to have taken the time to get comfortable while the other spoke among themselves but it was clear as day that something was making her uncomfortable. ¡° so ok I¡¯ll save the most important bit for last. First I give you one for old times sake. You should make your peace. You will not see tomorrow. Your time has come. Arion my old nemesis this is goodbye¡± Arion giggled to himself a bit but slowly the words spoken to him seem to click. The pleasant atmosphere seem to die with those words and for a long time Arion remain silent. The group around him look on with worries glazes. Their original carefree state was gone in a flash and the room seemed to change. No one in the room didn¡¯t seem affected by this news. And of course Arion the god of fate was clearly the most. For it is fates nature to accept their situation and make the most of it. ¡° You know¡­ that¡¯s¡­ I¡­ what am I supposed to do with that knowledge¡­ that¡¯s something I been preparing for¡­ something I thought would happen much sooner but¡­ something ahh I should probably say something right now. but I¡¯m gonna leave, you know ahh I¡¯m sorry even though I said I¡¯d handle this ahh oh boy. What am I gonna tell me successor, he¡¯s not ready yet.¡± And with that the man rose to his feet and simply left.The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. For a time there was silence that went uninterrupted for a long time until the woman spoke ¡° This was the best way for him. Trust me I knew the untertives but he would be too troubled by the message I carry.¡± ¡° Who the fuck are you to¡­ ok I understand please continue what else is their we need to know¡± a woman spoke. She had long red hair tide in braids, three in total and was wearing a couple of thick furs which was clearly emphasized by the fine silk of Arion or the pure gold armour of the man next to her. The rest focus in they new that the old woman was a powerful seer who has bested everyone in this room. In her prime she was a thief until who rob many kings and even a few dragons and had beat the hero¡¯s in this room. But they new her as the hero of time stealing treasure was more like a hobby to this woman. They also new that something was wrong as their gods had called everyone here. Most of the hero¡¯s had although know about this place for they had come here to take the trial of their gods to become the warriors they are today many had not set foot here for hundreds of years and most never planed to again but here they were on orders of their god to come to this place. They had come from many realms mainly the realm of the fae but some came from the land of monsters. Two from some of the smaller realms that are about the size of a single country and 5 from the realm of mortality or the land ruled by humans. But each of them knew that this was what they came to do. Or more specifically they were told to come and listen which was why they were open to the idea of another handling the situation. The one named Talua turn her glaze back to the front. They she slowly turn around until she faced the woman in furs. Her eyes wet. ¡° The currently age will die in twenty years today and on that day three beings will be born in our world. These being are things that have lived before and now they are returning. Slowly even now as we speak they are their in a dark place hiding and waiting for their time. The shadows converge and at this ages death they shall be free to come here and rise again not reincarnated or as undead but as something much more.¡± ¡° if they have lived before then¡± but before that thought could be finished he was cut off ¡° I get to that but please just listen.¡± Fear in her voice as her eyes began to water. ¡° They have born many names over their lives and even today we know them. The realms feared them and once more we shall know the weight of fear that the darkness brings for they are the calamities and once more they shall teach us to fear. But there''s hope still. Hope in one. One who shall save us from the dark and drag the world into the light once more. For once this age dies a new one will be born. And it shall be named the age of hope¡± Chapter 17 legend of the sun guild I didn¡¯t think much of the word family but then I came to love him. Then I came to love the word family as I came to love him. See I love my little brother. And I like to think he¡¯s come to love me but that really isn¡¯t his choice. It¡¯s mine. I came to hate the word family then I came to loved her. Then I came to love family with her. See I love my sister. And she will love me it¡¯s just something that will happen. It like that you see. She will love me because I will make it so. It isn¡¯t really her choice. It¡¯s mine a conflicting opinion of a certain brother and sister. ?????? Silence followed. An age of hope huh. It was the final words that left the biggest impression on me. Hope of what? Salvation? Victory? A quick end? Unfortunately hope doesn¡¯t win wars. I Bre the hero of honour and actually quick miffed right now. I mean there was any factual information other then what and when. See the world quite a big place. Oh it seem this hero of time still has things to say. ¡° Theirs is more but even I don¡¯t know what these mean and I am going to repeat the exact same word as my god told them to me ok. Fist I see a door left closed. Then a friend unmade. A rivalry forgotten. A city of water. A king of slums. A pair of black wings. A secret lost. A beast unleashed. A rage fated. And a untold truth. I see a spider tear. I see a tree decay. I see a very sad face. I see a war lost and a war won. I see a logic in madness. Then I hear a song. Then I see a name. Ted the victor. He didn¡¯t really have anything else ¡± Huh well what to make of this, I wonder. Maybe Arion was right to leave this seems like it will be a lot of work. ¡° The city of water. That could be the capital of the republic right.¡± The man next to me. In full gold plates was the one who spoke. This might be surprising to some but this man wearing gold and silver jewellery and welding a charming smile that seems to leave me distributed. Me and only me for some reason. Well this man in gold with golden hair is in fact the hero of death. That¡¯s right no black cloak, no giant scythe, no black it¡¯s clearly a problem. Honesty and trust aren¡¯t things that go well with the hero of death but he seems to always be right and gets things done. But to jump to conclusions so fast after being told their information is a problem. Still the republicans capital is the only place I think of when I hear city of water. I should mark it down so I won¡¯t forget it. It¡¯s probably important that I write down all she just said. Don¡¯t want to forget.The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. Well once more I¡¯m not really sure I mean at into tell the clans of the ridge that in twenty years a powerful monster will come to destroy the world. Knowing those idiots back home they would probably just have a feast in preparation or act like their going to do something then forget about it in a few hours. Haaaaa. No honestly this is a problem but even if you tell me. Most of my people¡¯s warriors have just taken up the position that the case for the rest of the world. It will probably take 70 more years until my people actually do something other then fight amongst themselves. But that¡¯s what I like about them. No political but just I¡¯m stronger so I¡¯m right and best of all it¡¯s extremely shameful to be a sore loser their. Honestly I¡¯ve been living a pretty good life since I when their. Honestly I wish they were a bit more hostile to outsiders not so open. I feel they will be corrupted or something. I should probably leave to go back tonight. I use the this as an excuse he he he I¡¯m so evil. ???????????? Holy FUCK I¡¯m bored. You there''s nothing to do here. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I¡¯m so fucking bored and what¡¯s worse. It¡¯s so fucking painful. I can¡¯t even FUCKING move. Fuuuuuuuuuck. Why did I agree to this. God damm it. Why is she doing this to me it sucks. Dammit Ai why? What did I do to you. Please come back I¡¯m serious dying right now. Please. I beg of you please this sucks. Why Ai. Why did you betray me like this. When did you me bury me. I was just minding my own business. Then you kick in my door well it¡¯s your door i''m still not quite sure where I was when this happened to be honest my memory still seems blurry. Everything seems to their but it¡¯s just blurry. Well after kicking in the door she grab me shouting you can not escape then she throw me in a hole and buried me. But for some reason she felt the need to dig me up every ten hours for training in her technique. Which is bull shot by the way. What does she mean get so angry that your not even angry anymore. That was what she wanted to teach me. But she¡¯s right. My power comes from an insane regeneration and my berserker technique. This places too many conditions on just getting to my peak strength but what else am I supposed to use. Ai she she was something called a blood dancer. A forgotten technique. Technique are needed for strength most will be trained under another few make their own. When one gets a technique they gain abilities related twords that ability. However most people will only get three abilities that their teacher had the rest they need to make themselves but most people will only ever make one then pass that on with the two most powerful abilities that their teacher gave them. But Ai wants me to learn five of her abilities. Ash style blood dancing Unique blood control method. The fall of ash The blood dragons first martial arts The god of destructions martial arts The apostle of destruction. She still puts the heaviest focus on the Ash style blood dancing and Unique blood control method that makes sense I guess use the blood in my veins to both bost my regeneration and movement speed while using the blood outside my body to attack from range. At the later levels it seems I could even use blood that¡¯s inside other and that were thing fall of the wargon. The rest are fucking ludicrous. Chapter 18 legend of the sun guild When I watched my father behead that cute peasant girl for attempting to speak with me, someone of higher status in the eyes of society. I wasn¡¯t smiling like my brothers. Nor did I have that tired look in my eyes like father did. Or simply disinterest in the situation like mother. I wasn¡¯t a big enough person like my sister to show eyes of shock and horror. No I for the first time in my life I got scared. It was horrific. I have in that moment come to understand that me and that girl were both simple humans. And that like humans I would at some point simply die. -the thoughts of a child. ?????? In city surrounded by white a man sat in front of a statue that resembled a woman holding a sword. In a manner as if she wanted to brag about her glory. But there was a problem with the statute it was on its head. Erick had spent a lot of time about this statue and this city. Inside each house and each room theirs one or two sheep. Erick thought this was a very straight forward compared to other places he had seen in his travels not that he¡¯s lost or anything.. Erick has also noted that Erick seems to be thinking in the third person. Erick has no idea when this happened please don¡¯t ask Erick. Hmmmm Ericks log: I¡¯ve been lost for 7 months, days. Sorry I¡¯m not lost. Nope definitely. But Erick wishes to emitted that Erick has see some shit in the last seven months. An seemly endless sea of tomato guts. A forest of screaming grapes with a sine that said existence is pain room despite being a field of screaming grapes. Giant behemoths that stand seven kilometres tall wearing clown makeup and fighting each other with giant living swordfish. A pink desert and an actual land of peace and love. At one point I found a giant spider web hoping I found my sister but unfortunately not. There was also a star going supernova and I have come to the conclusion that I¡¯m immortal now. And then there''s this black door that seems to be following me like it wants something before I forget. although I don¡¯t actually believe I cannot be killed to be honest but I¡¯m not sure what one does when disintegration by supernova doesn¡¯t work. I saw the birth of a new universe and the end of one. I saw places that were so old that time seemed to have aged out of them. I walk through new realms. I saw a great war between two races of winged lizards and talking potatoes. And I¡¯ve come to know that different places seem to have different levels of stability and madness. I also thought a bit. As I wander through this land I¡¯ve come to ask myself. Why? Why do I careThis story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it It sounds like simple question but it really isn¡¯t. Why do I want something to happen? What are my motivators? And I¡¯ve come to realise that I don¡¯t have any of my own. I have no purpose. I have no reason to continue and yet I am but when I ask myself why do I wake up in the morning. I can¡¯t tell you why. Hmmm it seems like I don¡¯t have to think in third person anymore. That good I guess. I wonder when did it all get so¡­ dull. I now stand in front a city of sheep. In a literal sense. Actually their kind of cute. To be honest this is probably the best place I¡¯ve been to so far any yet it all feels so wrong here. Their not alive they all just repeating the same thing again and again. Hmmm if I was to bark could I heard them no I¡¯ve decided to search elsewhere. Still I hope it not a bad place. I still smell of tomato. Maybe I finally get to open that door. It seemed like a nice door well for a door at least. Ah I¡¯ve become a door racist without realising. Well time to leave this place. I wonder what I¡¯ll see next. It not that bad traveling. I didn¡¯t leave my mountain much unless I had a place to go or Icarus told me to go do something but even then it was more like go do this then come straight back. But just letting the sword guide me really I think I understand that a bit more now. Erick reaches towards his back and unsheathes a pure black two handed longsword. Despite its obvious two handed nature he grasps it with one hand. Then he places the sword tip on the ground and simply lets go of the blade. It falls to the ground pointing in what Erick has noted as the same direction as the last couple of times he done this but also points out that he doesn¡¯t really know if that¡¯s true or just part of his imagination. Erick takes 36 steps or 36 kilometres before he arrives at some place new and it¡¯s already unrecognisable compared to the sheep city. He¡¯s standing on a cliff facing a big temple of some king. It is with windows of doors other then one. It¡¯s the black door that keeps appearing before him. It funny this feels so familiar. This door I can¡¯t open. I make my way forward to inspect the door and door frame. It¡¯s a masterpiece of blacks and grays and shifting together then falling apart. The door itself looks less like a door and more like a larger number of small 5cm by 5cm gears. But it¡¯s has a door handle and a lock. Unlike the temple that doesn¡¯t look like it¡¯s been they for a day the door itself is covered in scratches and cuts. It look like it¡¯s weather the test of time. Honestly it looks more broken then fixed. But it simply does not open. There are no visible marking on their door near the lock as if whatever struck the door was scared to damage that part or where simply unable to. But still I feel that bad things will happen if I don¡¯t open it. I raise my sword and I strike the door. And of course I barely leave a scratch no larger than the others on the door. As I go to inspect the lock I hear a voice from behind. It simply said. ¡°once more you have come to fail¡± Chapter 19 legend of the sun guild But fear is a mark of cowards I can¡¯t let anyone know. Less I too end up like you peasant girl. Thank you for teaching me this. For now I know I can¡¯t trust them. What will I do if my family or anyone else wants me dead. I know I¡¯ll kill them first. I¡¯m sorry. But I¡¯m scared. What if father came to know it was I who tried to talk to her. Would he behead me too. Just like peasant girl A. I can¡¯t let them see my fear. What do I do. I¡¯m too weak. I need strength. I need them to fear me. FUCK This sucks. ?????? The world just seemed to break. Words spoken that we''re not meant to be. It all just seem to break and crack and fall apart. But I couldn¡¯t tell but something was breaking at the hinges something important. It felt as if my head was splitting. Every word that was said seemed to bring unimaginable pain to my mind. It destroyed me. I was torn apart and fell but just as soon as I hit the ground I was fine. Spoked I frantically sought the source of that sound. But I could not find it. After a few minutes of hesitation I spoke out. A simply ¡° who?¡± Was my question. But an answer I did not receive only another question. ¡° Have you come to fail again?¡± Once more the world broke. The pain of the words left me breathless. It was as if I had been crushed this time but unlike before it was a slow pain that spread upwards through my body. For minutes my body and mind froze locked in the pain. Something was wrong. Something happening. I saw white cracks form in the air around me. And once more I heard the words. ¡° Have you come to fail again?¡± The pain was intense more so than before. More than any pain I had felt before. I bit my tongue blood poured from the wound. ¡° Have you come to fail again?¡± It hurts. I need to do something. I start choking on my own blood. ¡° Have you come to fail again?¡± I screamed the pain of an intensely I had never thought possible assaulted me. It began to tear me asunder. I was being attack I could tell. It was impossible not with the malice I felt. To miss that detail was not possible. The killing intent was all consuming. But it was clear in its message. Do not speak. I couldn¡¯t tell where it came from or who sent it but it wasn¡¯t far away. It was powerful only that much could I tell. ¡° Tell me. Have you come to fail¡± Another wave of pain. Once more I was taught a new height of pain. ¡° It hurts. Stop it¡± I cried A new response and a new pain. My knees shatter and my wrists are crush under this new weight. It now impossible for me to raise my head. ¡°Have you come to fail? Pain is the price of the victor so tell me. Have you come to fail?¡± The voice was incalculable. I could not tell its gender or it¡¯s age. Even the language spoken was a mystery to me. I was never a confrontational man. ¡°This pain¡­ it¡¯s beyond me to handle take it away¡± The pain did not lessen and it did not increase. ¡° So you have come to fai¡­¡± But before it could finish I heard another voice. It was mine but I don¡¯t remember saying it. No I know it was not me who said it after finishing my plea my jaw broke away. And yet the voice was without fault or problem. It wasn¡¯t me who spoke the words but they were my words. ¡°No!¡± It was as if spoken by two for it seem to ring. It was my voice and yet it was seem to be older more weather. And it wasn¡¯t done speaking. ¡°I do not submit to this fate. I will challenge everything. If it is fate that has doomed me then I will challenge fate. AND I WILL WIN!¡± Such familiar words. I was young. They were words I said not long after I had just taken up the sword. I hated it. Being weak. I wanted it so bad back then. I wanted to be strong. No the strongest. But I was without talent. It was fates fault. It was my fate to be weak. It¡¯s funny that was both the worst day and the best day of my life. The day I lost my sister for the first time. And the day I made Icarus. My beloved sword.If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. I¡¯m to old. I''ve lived too long a life. I¡¯ve forgotten why I wanted to learn the sword from my sister. It was simple. I want to be strong. I wanted perfect victory in all things. It wasn¡¯t about survival. It was about victory. I will win. It¡¯s was as simple as that¡­ no it is as simple as that. I WILL WIN. ¡° Tell me. Have you come to fail?¡± It was different this time. The pain came. As too did the killing intent but there was something else. In a flash of insight I felt two things. From the door I felt something¡­ akin to temptation calling me. Something was beckoning me from the other side. But I did not know what. But from the pain. I could tell what it was. It was hidden before but not now. I could feel it. I could feel fear. A powerful fear of what was to come. It was practically shaking. It was afraid. Deeply afraid of me. And of whatever it was that was calling me. This power that seemed almighty a second ago seem so weak to me now. ¡° TELL ME. Have you come to fail¡± The voice was different now. I felt a pair of eyes meet mine. Someone or something was watching me. I felt it¡¯s glaze but could not see or tell it origin no matter how hard I tried to. I felt the eyes turn. It turn to face the source of the pain. And the pain was gone. My mind became clear to me now. As if a fog was lifted and I came to know that I knew nothing. What was that pain? Where did it come from? And what did it mean by again? And yet I did not need to ask. I did not care. All I knew was. I would win. ¡° Tell me child. Have you come to lose. Again¡± ¡° No!¡± The voice paused before it¡¯s next words as if it wasn¡¯t exactly expecting me to say no. But when it did speak. There was joy in its tone. ¡° Even if your victory means the defeat of all else.¡± I paused. I still did not really know what we were talking about. But in the end. ¡°It does not matter what the price is. I will be the victor. It doesn¡¯t matter what the path holds because in the end I will be the victor. In both name and truth. It doesn¡¯t matter what must be done for others to win. For I will be the victor.¡± The voice was practically giggling. And I felt the pain leave. My body was fine but I couldn¡¯t tell when this had occurred. ¡° Truth ha ha ha what is truth.¡± ¡° It¡¯s whatever the victor says it is. And it will be my victory¡± ¡° Yes ha ha ha ha. Many have stood before me and none have understood. The victor takes what he wants. It not a victory if there''s a lost . Ha ha ha you get it. It doesn¡¯t matter if you need two coins to win and you have only one. It doesn¡¯t matter if the door needs a key you will simply open it anyway. You will win even with no coins. doesn¡¯t matter what the conditions of victory are if you simply win without them. Ha ha ha. Ha ha ha you understand right that this is madness you need three things to have three things but to you aren''t needed don¡¯t ha ha ha ha ha ha. Yes I can see. You will become that. The victor. I have faith. Ha ha ha. Then take it. Take your victory. Become my champion. Take your reward. It¡¯s your victory.¡± ¡°Is that so¡± The voice seem feverish almost in its words. And the things it said made no sense even I can understand that it¡¯s not how things work. But I don¡¯t care. I will win. I¡¯ve said all the words I need to say. As the voice spoke I was once made aware of my own intense longing to obtain what¡¯s on the other side of the door. However I still can¡¯t tell why. But the voice was not done it had more. ¡° ha ha ha ha I know it doesn¡¯t matter to you, right now but I still need to say it. Hate to through the my first and last champion under¡± The voice then took a minute of giggling before it claimed down. And when it spoke again I came to understand more of the voice. First it was female. In fact it was almost identical to Icarus. Once I asked Icarus why she sounds the way she does and she told me that she changes to suit my need. Something about her loyalty it me because I¡¯m her creator. And well I don¡¯t know what¡¯s on the other side but I know I want it. It probably wasn¡¯t made by me so it¡¯s probably being kind by using that voice. ¡° If you didn¡¯t or wasn¡¯t able to open the door then a string of bad outcomes would have befallen you and you would lose. It is or would¡¯ve ha ha ha been as fate will it. However but the events that have occurred today you have abandoned your destiny. But you see I don¡¯t even know how the fuck you gotten so far. Honestly it was the will of fate that you didn¡¯t open this door. By opening this door you would have step of the path and began to seek your own. If this new path will lead to glory or ruin it is your decision now. It will be all up to you. And second thing I need to tell you is although your fate my not have a happy ending. But It will lead to a happy ending for all things. But your actions my lead existence down a different path instead. Know that fate was not just their but it was put their. By opening the door and taking what¡¯s on the inside you will have made an enemy with something that even I do not hope to beat. And in doing so you would have forsaken the world. It you fail or give up on this path only misery awaits you. But know this if you follow this path and win. If you are the victor then know that the only rewards you shall receive are those you have acquired yourself. Just as you yourself have acquired what is beyond this door. And once more fate exists to guide the path forward this means without it every step is your own. And so is the weight to carry.¡± This thing really likes to talk but once more I shall say the only words I need to say right now. ¡° Is that so¡± See just because I wasn¡¯t a confrontational man doesn¡¯t mean I wasn¡¯t a fucking petty barsted. Now that I now that it wasn¡¯t the door that hurt me and instead it was fate. Fate was destined to become my enemy. Chapter 20 legend of the sun guild. The first crime I ever performed was one of charity. The man was dieing. Please I beg of you save me!. Oh how he pleaded with me. Save me. Please I don¡¯t want to die. Please I don¡¯t want to die over and over. He staked me in the streets. He followed me over mountains bair foot never once did his voice stop and after we reached the other side. He had done it. He had gained my pity. Something he would come to regret dearly. ??????? The door creaked under its own weight. I reached forward and to my surprise saw that the door did not open in the traditional sense. No instead the hundred of cogs and gears started spinning each perfectly adjusted so that no error would occur. All pieces of the puzzle perfectly inline to bring forth a singler outcome. It was quite remarkable that it still works given its condition. The cogs turn and soon their form a gap in the door centre which allowed me to see through. The inside was a room made entirely out of gears all of which were also turned but in the middle of this room there was a pedestal with a small black book. The book was simple in design. No marks or symbols to identify it. Only a thick black binding and cover. The book itself was small it look like it could fit into my hand easily. No title on the outside. The gap in the door continued to widen and it was now at the point where I could step through. And so I did. Once more that wave of temptation violated me. I could tell I needed that book. Upon close inspection of the book I found that there was a thin chain attached back it seemed that one was supposed to wear the book. I open the book and their are few words on the first page but none on the back of the cover. I open the book and read the opening words on the page. Within the pages of this grimoire lives the legacy of the victor. Forever may the victors greatness be unmatched by any but those who the victor has allowed. All who read these pages be warned. They may not be unread or unlearned. Many throughs seeped into my head. It burned into my very soul. Then I turned the page and¡­ it was blank. I turn the next page and it too was blank. So was the next and the next. I pinch the books back cover so that the pages would all fall downwards via gravity and too my surprise the pages fell and fell. For minutes on end. Until I stop. I still felt the temptation. I still wanted the book but once more I didn¡¯t know why. In fact I¡¯m actually a little. Yeah that¡¯s hmm. But then the voice came to my rescue. It spoke like a whisper somewhat reminiscent of Icarus voice who often speaks with a gravelly voice when she gets angry. However when Icarus isn¡¯t angry she speaks like she is without the ability to sin. I say reminiscent because the voice that¡¯s currently speaking sound well simply put kind of shady and gravely like someone who you would meet in a back alley. Ok that bad I¡¯m sure there are many good people in back alleyways and my sister said that it¡¯s wrong to assume.Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions. ¡° It¡¯s a grimoire.¡± The voice I¡¯m sure those are helpful words but ultimately they don¡¯t really mean much to me. But I don¡¯t want to seem stupid and lose the book. The book it could still be use as a paper weight or if others feel this temptation I could brag to my sister about how great it is and how amazing the content is¡­ holy shit I¡¯m a genius. Ha that just goes to show you need to look on the brighter side of life. Oh I¡¯ve been quiet for awhile. ¡° Is that so¡± Erick ¡° You? Do you know what a grimoire is right¡± ¡° That is so¡± ¡° Ah well then you know how to see the words inside the book right. Ahh what am I saying of course you do¡± Hmmmm well I am not a little man. I can see when I¡¯m beat but that doesn¡¯t matter right now. ¡° it¡¯s ok I don¡¯t need to see the words¡± For the longest time there was no reply. And I once more I played with the book. To be honest it¡¯s actually bloody fascinating how it has like unlimited blank pages. I could probably ask my sister how this works it¡¯s not often I get to speak to her without some form of time limit. So having something to say lined up would be nice. Hmm yes thank you book. But the voice really didn¡¯t like my idea. ¡°It¡¯s blood¡± the voice ¡° Is that so¡± What is blood?. Honestly what the fuck am I supposed to do with this information. Hmm this think logically here. ¡° You put your blood on the front page and say I welcome you. After which we shall¡­ the grimoire shall bond with your soul and you and you alone shall be able to see the words inside this book all others will only see a few blank pages between two hard black covers with a strong and feminine binding that¡¯s simplicity somehow only add to it¡¯s amazing lure of it overwhelming beauty. In fact most will even be repulsed by the books presence and will not seek it only you shall know it¡®s temptation and true might. You are truly blessed. In fact you yourself will find leaving the book alone to be a challenge but worry not for this phase shall pass.¡± The voice said a lot of words just now and most aren¡¯t ones I can overlook. It was the slip of we that probably left the biggest doubts in my mind. Trust me I know what is like to have a voice inside your head. Actually I¡¯m getting kind of lonely without it so it actually a plus but¡­ Icarus get really jealous and I don¡¯t really want to become some supper hive mind like entity. Yet. Also¡­ well¡­ that kinda¡­ well¡­ I mean¡­ well doesn¡¯t that make my hole fool my sister plan totally pointless. Hmmm well I do want to know what inside but , is it worth it. Hmmm oh what the hell ok. I reached out over the book and with a single page turn I somehow returned to the books front. I¡¯d say it¡¯s like magic but it probably is magic. I reach behind my back and pull Icarus the second from my back I then draw the blade across my wrist only and pour my blood on the book with the intent to soak it. With is surprisingly to the voices dismay. ¡° What the fuck! Why the fuck¡­ I meant like a drop why did you go straight to bleeding yourself out.¡± ¡° oh um Icarus takes a lot despite only needed a few drops she actually a gluten at times.¡± Erick ¡° ok stop there''s more than enough blood already ok just stop.¡± ¡° for a magic book you don¡¯t handle blood very well.¡± Erick ¡° what I handle blood great but you shouldn¡¯t just fucking cut yourself open because a nameless voice you just me less than ten minutes ago told you to. Also I¡¯m not some fuck common magic book i¡¯m a glorious grimoire ¡± ¡° you also shouldn¡¯t trust strangers when they tell you to cut yourself but you still told me to¡± Erick ¡° I¡¯m not the one at fault here. You are.¡±the grimoire ¡° Wow someone''s a lore loser huh but it¡¯s ok I forgive you because I¡¯m the bigger person here¡± The voice didn¡¯t reply it only grunted at me. And then I collapsed but maintain my conscience and mountains of knowledge poured into my head. And a whole new way to use the sword. The path of the victor. Chapter 21 legend of the sun guild So I saved him. And yet they called me a monster. And yet he begged for death. I saved him. It only cost the lives of 13 others to do so. A small price to pay for the thousands that would be saved. And yet the church never allowed my ¡® cure to be made public and on that day for the first time in my life. They called me a witch. But all I did was save him. Just like he beg. Oh god save me he said. Was it wrong because I wasn¡¯t god or because I was only 16 at the time. As I got older I unfortunately came to understand why they rejected my ¡®cure¡¯. See that day I invented necromancy a new schools of magic. You know maybe thing would have been different if he never ask for my help. ?????? I laid their thinking. What does my soul look like? And also does size really matter? I know those question seem to be completely unrelated but you would be surprised. See not long after I made the contact with the book I blanked out and after coming too was surprised to hear a new voice. That¡¯s right just like I through. ¡° woooooow you soul is fucking weak. And it¡¯s so small he he but mainly why the Fuck does it look like that. Who the fuck been playing around with this thing.¡± A small and provocative voice buzzed in my head as my newest tenant made herself at home. It seemed to dance around her new home. She also seem to find great joy pointing out the oudites of my soul¡­ and it¡¯s small size. No I shouldn¡¯t jump to conclusions maybe a small soul is more powerful compared to larger and weaker one. ¡° Holy shit it¡¯s bigger on the inside. That¡¯s like amazing ¡± The grimoire Oh thank god I was starting to build a complex about my soul size. ¡°What the fuck. why is their a couch here¡­. is this a living room. Oh and there''s the bedroom¡± Huh what? ¡° ho what¡¯s this I and E forever is carved into the woodwork¡± Huh what? ¡° ha ha ha ha theirs like this giant 30 by 30 meter picture of your face but it¡¯s like, holding a flower in mouth and the words I love you Icarus my beloved companion written in big pink words. Honestly what the fuck is this place. It¡¯s a bit scary half this place is like a puzzle and the over half looks like the home of some newly weds. Or your a giant narcissistic. Your not a narcissistic are you?¡± Seemed it¡¯s my turn to talk now. ¡°No, I¡¯m not I don¡¯t think¡± Well what else was I supposed to say. ¡° Really that¡¯s a suspicious way of saying it. So well... I don¡¯t judge. Don¡¯t worry you can tell me all your secrets I won¡¯t judge.¡± ¡° Is that so¡± ¡° yes so don¡¯t worry I¡¯m all ears¡± ¡° ok I have one secret I was keeping from you¡± ¡° what you can¡¯t do that you know like we''re now like part of the same being so like it¡¯s like bad to keep secrets from me because I¡¯m like part you now so it¡¯s like bad to keep secrets from yourself.¡±The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation. ¡° is that so¡± ¡° why yes it is¡± ¡° ok here is my secret¡± What I assume was the sound of thick heavy breathing followed. When I thought she reach the maximum in her anticipation I informed her of my secret. ¡° I¡¯m being to regret letting you into my head¡± ¡°Whaaaaaat why would you think hearing the great me to be anything less than your greatest accomplishment ever! I don¡¯t understand! ¡± ¡° well for a start why are all the pages in the book blank. Second what happened to the techniques that I came to learn just moments ago. Why did all that new knowledge just vanish. And at the same you started talking¡± it¡¯s true either this is all some elaborate prank or a waste of time. It¡¯s probably my sisters doing. I¡¯m sure it¡¯s her fault. Hmmmm. The voice that shall be name Icarus the third until further notice had the answer I sought. ¡° Well it like this your soul is currently to weak. Like it¡¯s extremely broken. See a soul should reflect you but your soul been tampered with like ah like really badly to the point that I would declare you dead. A I¡¯m a grimoire. I will assume you don¡¯t know what that means.¡± Said Icarus the third She right I don¡¯t know what that means. There was a pause. She didn¡¯t say anything for awhile. ¡°Aren''t you gonna tell me what a grimoire is?¡± Erick ¡° oh see first you need to give me permission to¡± ¡°Is that so well then ok¡± Erick What sounded like a crack and once more I curled up in pain. ¡° why?¡± Erick ¡° you should understand why? Correct¡± The pain continue for a few minutes but then it stopped and I did. It a weird feeling to just know something after not knowing but I now understand. ¡° So a grimoire takes soul strength and then they inscribe knowledge into the soul. The reason my knowledge was taken away was because I didn¡¯t have enough soul strength to survive the initial inscription.¡± ¡°Yep¡± ¡° so you''re useless to me¡± ¡° nope¡± ¡° why?¡± ¡° because you have just enough soul strength to buy one piece of the victors legacy. And that has the ability to improve your souls strength.¡± ¡°Is that so?¡± ¡°Is that so? What the Fuck do you mean is that so do you not understand just how fucking hysterical my words just fuck were a fucking soul cultivation technique. In fact the only soul cultivation technique in existence mind you. I¡¯m literally the only fucking thing in existence that can give you this fucking like insane technique that is so amazing that even fate attempted to kill me because I¡¯m so fucking overpowered. So yes I¡¯m amazing even more than you could possibly control to believe.¡± ¡°Is that so¡± ¡°What the fuck did I just say Erick¡­ I¡¯m fucking great ok just know that I¡¯m just fucking great. Oh my I¡¯m so hmmm ahh ahh ¡± ¡°So this technique how do I acquire it¡± ¡°Oh right you. That¡¯s pretty simple you just need to ask for it. Although there are safety measures inside me you are now my master so you can override them but you just need to be careful you could still die if you fuck around here ok.¡± ¡°... how am I supposed to ask for it if I don¡¯t know what ¡®It¡¯ is¡± ¡° Oh your right let me bring up a list of the things you can get right now you have enough soul power for like two¡­ maybe.¡± ¡° two¡± ¡° yes just fucking two ok that¡¯s it besides how long did it take you to get your soul power how old are you anyway¡± ¡° over 3000¡± ¡° Fuck your over 3000 and you can only get two arrrrrrrr ok no that great so if I may make a suggestion get calculate and¡­ the path of the victor. Also you can¡¯t afford anything with sword in its name right now plus you already bought me the grimoire so there''s that.¡± Mid way through here talking word began to appear before me. The doors gift. The victors legacy The path of the victors sword( the grimoire) The path of the victor (soul cultivation techniques The swords path to victory( sword based martial arts) The swords path of victory( sword techniques) The heart of the victor( soul cultivation technique/mana cultivation technique/ void cultivation techniques) The magic of the victor( mana cultivation technique) The shadow of the victor( void energy cultivation techniques) Calculate(I see all. I know all. The ability to learn techniques after seeing them once. The ability to predict the future only a few seconds ahead) Alteration magic. ( unique spell) Soul power level 1 mana level 6 void level 9 blood levels ( full ) Psychical level 10 half step divinity. Chapter 22 legend of the sun guild I have always believed that the journey holds far more weight than the ending. Let me ask what gives life value? It¡¯s death. Without an ending the journey has no purpose. But I still believe that the journey holds more weight. Because the end is just that the end. Teachings of the spider. ????? ¡° So how do I do this per say miss¡± Erick ¡° well that simply you just ask me the grimoire to teach you the knowledge and then it will be carved into your soul from your perspectives. Actually this is the way people are supposed to use me but like fuck that ahh I mean like sure ok what you want.¡± Grim ¡° So I don¡¯t have to get the ones you suggested¡± Erick ¡° I recommend it¡± Grim ¡° ok but before you¡¯ll teach me?¡± Erick ¡° I know you one lucky fucker to learn from me huh it¡¯s like really coming up for you huh¡± Grim ¡° So you really are useless to me huh¡± Erick ¡° What¡­ I¡¯m a great fucking teacher besides even if you beamed the knowledge into your head you would still need years to properly understand it. Also the martial arts but you can get probably will also need like a lot of training if you did things the way of knowledge beams you like still need to learn how to use it and train also there''s much more that can be acquired from me then what you have seen.¡± Grim ¡° is that so¡± Erick ¡° yes it is¡± Grim ¡° Ok give me calculate and the path of the victor¡± ¡° Ok let me teach you¡± ¡°WAIT!!!¡± ¡° ok why? No why?¡± Grim ¡° I¡¯ve got this ok?¡± Erick ¡° ahh sure¡± I raise to my feet and I leave the room I¡¯m currently in and make my way through the temple like facilities that I¡¯m at until I find a big empty training room. It¡¯s a large room with a few steps at the rooms edge. I stand in its center and raise my hands and say. ¡° Secret powers ACTIVATE!!!¡± Erick And I give my hands a little wave. Nothing. Damm that sucks ¡° Are you an idiot?¡± Grim ¡° No I just felt like a bigger room would be better I also want to see how my swordsmanship is doing but that can come later what now grimoire¡± Erick ¡° ok first¡± Grim ¡° Wait¡± Erick ¡° what the fuck do you want now¡± ¡° Is your name actually grimoire. Like if I needed you to sign your name you would put like Miss Grimoire or is it mrs Grimoire?¡± ¡° Are you like some Fucking house wife I¡¯m about to teach you a technique so powerful that fate itself deemed it a threat¡± ¡° I¡¯m sorry¡­ are soul cultivation techniques that amazing?¡± ¡° Well ah in a sense but sure ahh¡­ also my name¡¯s Grim¡± ¡°Is that so¡± ¡° I told you my name so now shut up and learn¡± ¡° ok miss Grim¡± ¡° no miss please¡± ¡° ok Grim¡± ¡° good. To start you need to sit in a cross legged on the floor. The floating comes later¡± ¡° Is that so¡± Erick I do as I am told.This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. ¡° good now place me in your hands so one cover is in each palm¡± Grim I reach for the book in my pocket but stop I feel something akin to a chain around my neck. I reach for it and to my surprise I pull the book out of a shadow that formed on my chest. Is this knowledge that came from the grimoire. I place it down in my lap with my hands as she stated. ¡° Ok first close your eyes you should see me¡± Grim I once more did as I was told and before me a library seemed to appear. It was endless and seemed to stretch on forever inside it was a mass of books. Few were stacked evenly somewhere in piles that stretch on upwards. I look up to that once more an endless amount of books are before me. But there''s a room roof but I need to strain my eyes to see it which is amazing thing if you remember that my eyes are super human. I feel a tap on my head. Above me there''s a black butterfly. The butterfly flew forward a little before settling before me and the part between begun to morph. She took the form of a girl but seemed to be without set form and color. After many different she shook her head as if they were unsatisfactory. She change once more into an animorphs shadow. From her back grow back the wings of a butterfly but now they held wing spans of a few meters and they began to fold around her until they resemble a dress that showed clearly female features. Her face seemed to drift towards the feminine side however it was still all but impossible to her feathers other then she seem to have very long hair. ¡°Ok here . ¡± Grim or the Butterfly spoke using Grims voice! No it probably just Grim. Grim seemed to pull two books out of the side of her head and she handed them to me. The first was titled calculate and the second was title feast deviour and consume. Grim seem hesitant when handing me the second book and before she did so she turned to me and said ¡° He who stands shoulder to shoulder with the titans will never know the strength of he who stands above them¡± Grim ¡° What is this?¡± ¡°The soul cultivation technique. To works by simply devouring the strength of other or manly the soul of those who are slain by you. It¡¯s a safe soul eating ability¡± grim ¡° Aren''t these soul magic spells really dangerous?¡± ¡°No what!!! Don¡¯t you fucking dare make comparison between this any fucking any shity little soul magic. Trust me ok. First your soul doesn¡¯t do anything and soul magic is the act of using mana to get your soul to perform an action this simply takes the life force of those you kill as your own before devouring any remains of will and then using it as fuel for the technique itself. That I will emit that I have like no fucking clue on.¡± ¡° So you are useless after all¡± Erick ¡° I¡¯m not useless. I¡¯ve read and memorise all the knowledge here and understanding everything but two techniques. The only two things that I can not understand are the two techniques I just gave you. All I know is when you feast on someone you gain their will it¡¯s the same method that fate uses but just much more direct and has only a small chance of success. And the only reason I have it to you is because of all the techniques I can give you these are the cheapest simply because I don¡¯t understand them in the slightest.¡± ¡° Ok ok weather your useless or not remand to be seen so what now¡± ¡° huh well it obvious that we hunt for fuel so you can get your hands on the path of the sword. Once you do that I can pass on my experience in swordsmanship through and we can begin your training. After all you''re my master now and since I¡¯m the greatest grimoire my master need to be the strongest or it would look bad on me ha ha ha ha¡± Chapter 23 What is the evolutionary benefit of morales? What purpose does justice serve? What is evil? Am I evil? I have ask these questions many times indeed. And yet I have yet to find an answer that I find satisfactory. From what I can tell justice or the concept of justice was simply left because it didn¡¯t have a large enough negative effect on survival rate to be bread out. So instead I shall ask what is the origin of Evil? Is it not justice. The inner thoughts of the third calamity. ??????? Me and Grim have left the temple place. I asked Grim what the temple was about and she didn¡¯t even know why it was here. She said she watched it get build by some dwarf like creatures that had extra arms. Apparently it didn¡¯t have anything to do with what was inside the door but was instead their to simply praise the workmanship of the door. Grim then went into great detail about how unfortunate they were. Apparently they all brought items of great craft and present them to the door. And when no one was looking they were all stolen by a rat size dragon. Well now we''re out looking for these void dwarfs to well, consume. Honestly I¡¯m kind of curious. I mean I don¡¯t really understand this how situation. I¡¯ve never heard of a grimoire before but to be honest from what I can tell about what I saw in that place Grims probably insane valuable. But currently I don¡¯t really know how so or how much. So once more I have the need to find my sister and ask. If Grim is as valuable as I thinks she is I¡¯m sure my sister will confirm it. Anyway Grim seems to know about the void. Apparently she¡¯s know a lot of techniques that require void energy. This surprised me to be honest. When I was alive a wheat to a lot of places and saw a lot of things and the only other person i know have void techniques is my sister. Even powerful demon don¡¯t have techniques that make use of void energy and it¡¯s said that they are beings born from it. Well it¡¯s not like I ask them I just stabbed them with my sword. Demons are annoying like that because they keep their soul in different place then their body¡¯s and if that soul isn¡¯t destroyed then they just keep coming. So do kill a demon one needs to track their soul down. Oh yeah I¡¯m currently watching something great. Seriously a swarm of millions of tiny winged dragons. And by that I mean buss sized dragons with wings the size of bees fight walking fort. Honestly I kinda of don¡¯t want do anything to ruin this image but you know. Need souls and things.If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. Now then. Onto life¡¯s important questions. Lizard army or giant human shaped fort. Oh you only live once. -Grim were doing the big fort thingy ok - sure but couldn¡¯t you kill more lizards? - it¡¯s not¡­ it¡¯s about the romance of the situation I could kill lizards anytime but that thing nope. - does that even have a soul? - maybe let¡¯s find out. I use step to traverse the distance. I arrive at this foot of the mountain sized robot. It¡¯s skin that of pure silver. I hear a roar as one of the lizards appear behind me. It¡¯s not ten feet before it¡¯s cut in four. Sending my blade forward there''s a flash of what would be described as a black light. I then watch as the foot of the machine it¡¯s disconnected from the leg as it tumbles I am disappointed to find that this isn¡¯t a robot as much as it¡¯s a creature with a metal exoskeleton. Blood pores from the both leg and the disconnected foot. My instinct return and I step fifty meters to the size a first slams down on the ground. The earth beneath the attack travels across to me It moves like a wave but I see it¡¯s hard like a wall and travels with the speed of sound. Once more I step now I stand on its shoulder. It¡¯s so large that I probably couldn¡¯t skip that much more distance with my ability. Once more there''s a flash and now a red line is traced across the giant creatures. Blood pours from the neck the creature seem confused and half its neck has been severed. Another flash followed by two more and the head it''s disconnected from its neck. Still holding my sword I turn to the army of lizards. ¡° Hey Grim how many lizards are needed?¡± ¡° As many as possible¡± ¡° Is that so¡± I step forward. I think back on all that has happened and I realized it¡¯s a normal day. I find something and the voice in my head tells me to kill it so I do. Yep this is how most of my days went. ?????? I stand ankle deep in blood. It was a fun fight. I came to understand how hard it is to kill this here. After fight for a while the big one got up again without any form of injury. I was shocked well then the other lizards got up and it became a battle of endurance. Not my favourite but still fun. Anyway the trick to killing was that you needed do something well that¡¯s what Grim said at some point but after I started yawing my aura they just stopped getting back up again. Then Grim yelled at me about how my aura is terrible and that it damaged their souls. So apparently I wasn¡¯t able to get all I was supposed to get considering how much a actually killed. To be honest I kind of forgot about the hole, why I was here after the giant got up again. But all in all it been an ok day. Time to use devour. 24 Even if I told you where I came from you wouldn¡¯t believe. Truth be told neither do I at times. See when I came to the realm of monsters there wasn¡¯t much. It was actually a pretty dull place. I traveled for a few hundred years of war and carnage. Soon people just started to follow me. They gave the name king. It¡¯s funny I came here to run from such a word. But like my name king a built a palace. And I made a queen. When my queen was taken from me I took that place down. Brick by brick. Then they gave me a new name. King slayer. Later that name would be forgotten as would the time they called me king would be. See in time they would come to call me the third calamity. But all I really wanted was for her to come back to me. But this world won¡¯t let that happen. Isn¡¯t it only fair that I destroy this world. As it has destroyed me. ?????? ¡° So Grim talk me through this. What do I do to use the eaty power?¡± Erick I casually asked ¡°...¡± Grim did not reply. ¡°Grim?... hello you there¡± I question ¡° Where not calling it eaty power. ¡® eaty¡¯ isn¡¯t even a word¡± Grim spoke with a high and clearly visible level of annoyance. ¡°Is that so¡­ how does it work. The eaty power¡± I ask again casually ¡° No were like simply not calling it that¡± Grims voice rose as she spoke ¡°Ok I promise not to call the eaty powers ¡® the eaty powers¡± I stated matter of factly ¡°Haaaaaa nope not telling¡± Grim voice seem to contain a disapproving tone ¡°Ok ok it¡¯s not eaty power its¡­ ahhh what¡¯s a good name¡± I ask myself. And spoke in a way that it was clearly directed at me. ¡° Devour... you know it¡¯s actual name¡± Grim seem to be speaking to herself about something. I couldn¡¯t tell what so I decided to humour her. ¡° That seems stupid¡± I declared ¡° ¡­ it¡¯s better then ahhh eaty power ¡± I felt the need to rebuke that but. ¡° Ok it¡¯s a little better but not much. So how does one use it?¡± I decided that eaty power was the it¡¯s true name. ¡° Ho I see that one didn¡¯t use it¡¯s actual name. Besides you should know already that¡¯s how I work.¡± ¡° ahh that¡¯s right I forgot your useless¡± I said in monotone ¡° No I¡¯m like fucking not¡± I hear Grim yell Hmmm I going to like you Grim. Not sure if your gonna like me but that¡¯s ok. Let¡¯s see hmmm ahhh hmmm ok let¡¯s think back how is this supposed to work. I place my hand in the center of the big ones corpse and point my other hand to a pile of corpses and¡­ the light bends to my parm and looks as if I stand in the centre of a black hole with all of existence is being dragged towards me. And I sense something else. I feel as if exanstance has started to revolve. Revolve around me. For me as if I have become the king of all and then it fades in the blink of an eye and all I see around me a grassy field. The courses are gone.Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon. Ha that¡¯s neet. How to hide a corpse 101 Step1. Magic it Step2. Profit ¡° oks what¡¯s next Grim¡± I said ¡° I don¡¯t know? Why¡­ what you doing in the void to begin with¡± I heard from an unknown source. It was a voice that sounded a lot like Grim. Ok it was grim but god there was a lot of sarcasm in her voice. ¡° huh is that so¡± I have said all that needs to be said. It¡¯s time to find my sister!!!! That¡¯s right I¡¯m still lost ok it time to use the time tested method to determine the way to go when your lost. I place my sword on the ground and wait for it to fall. It¡¯s pointing east so where going east. ¡°... I have nothing to say ok let¡¯s go east Erick¡± Damm it reading my mind. Now she know I¡¯m lost oh the embarrassment¡­ Ha ha ha had you their grim I bet you thought I was embarrassed. I turn the book over that¡¯s still hanging from a thin but long change by my neck. I stared at the book for ten minutes untill. ¡° what?¡± Grim said ¡° nothing let¡¯s just go¡± ¡° ok¡± ****** A few hours pasted and the unbelievable happened. I returned to the original valley. Ha ha ha ha I¡¯m not lost anymore more. Now I just need to remember where my sister was and was that it? I feel like there was something more. Oh right I couldn¡¯t find fish in the stream so I when to look for another stream. Oh right I need fish don¡¯t I. Actually I haven¡¯t eaten since the hole endless sea of tomato guts. What tomatoes are a super fruit. Ok truth be told I don¡¯t actually know all I know is that I don¡¯t really want to eat anything tomato¡¯s for a long ass time. Oh right ¡° hey Grim¡± ¡° Yes how may I bless you exanstance today¡± ¡° I must have like eaten like 10,000 souls right so like does this mean I can¡¯t get the started pack of am I soul broke still.¡± ¡°Soul broke?¡± ¡° yeah like is my soul still poor?¡± ¡° you mean weak right.¡± ¡° that¡¯s what I said poor¡± ¡° you don¡¯t wanna emit that your souls weak? Poor? Ha little weak ass bitch soul¡± ¡° your breaking character just tell me if I can get the things you said before.¡± ¡°Yeah that¡¯s right you could get some good stuff now of course not all of it but all the basic stuff. Actually you need to get the basic stuff¡± ¡° ok let¡¯s do it¡±