Chapter 2: Restoration
"Vos des!"
"I know… this must be the reason the cult sent us," Mike gasped, his words broken. "We have to kill him before he grows stronger."
Vos! Kakarai pointed at Mike's leg.
"He? My leg… it's gone?" Realization washed over him. "Ahhhh ahhhha hahhhahahh aahahahhh! Kakarai, please… give me your blood! Heal me!"
Why was he hesitating? Mike said fear washing over him.
Hi! Kakarai smiled like a devil spawn.
The priest removed his robe, revealing powerful muscles and an open, festering wound on his chest. It was an inscription, showing clear signs of rot.
"Haha… it is the way of the cult," Mike said, looking at the sky in resignation. "Let the world be covered in blood. Vos! Do it. Consume me."
Step. Step.
Stab.
Kakarai stabbed him through the heart, showing no emotion. He raised his hand to the sky, lifting the body with him before letting it fall over his shoulders.
Kakarai's arm was covered in blood, but it didn'end there. The blood traveled from the corpse to the rotting inscription on his chest.
Vos! he screamed excitedly. Slowly, the corpse sank into his arm, transforming it into a demonic limb. The arm was grotesque, with Mike's head now fused into the shoulder, its eyes burning with a sickly green flame.
Kakarai removed a massive book from his storage. On it was the title: Worship the Blood River.
He opened it like a pious scholar and began to read. "Vos! Vos Vos vo Vos des." He nodded as if in agreement with the text. "Vos ehh!"
While this happened, Dax was not idle.
"You had me there," Dax smiled from within the crater, just before the shattered rock around him turned to dust.
Boom!
Dax floated gently with the aid of telekinesis, looking down on the Blood River rats.
"Oh? They are up to something." He watched as Kakarai completed his gruesome ritual.
Interesting.
Dax took a bite from Mike's missing leg as if it were a snack.
"Father!" a voice screamed from the sky. Suddenly, the world began to shake, and rain began to fall.
Pat…
Pat…
Pat…
"It's raining." Dax looked at his hand, seeing crimson droplets. "Blood?"
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
*Congratulations, Master. You have broken 105 chains.*
*Restoring physical body to the Trait Master realm.*
"Ahhhhh!" Dax hummed in satisfaction.
Gently he glanced at the cultist, Kakarai, enjoying the stunned look on his face. Fucking bug. Dax floated gently into a lotus position. A black hole materialized behind him, as his two halos stacked above his head.
It was gentle at first, then it began to devour the blood rain crazily. The droplets entered his body steadily improving his aura.
Vo!
Vosss!
Kakarai felt the insane pressure pouring from Dax's body. His body trembled on its own accord, his knees bending.
"What are you doing?" Vabon appeared from the ground. "We need to report to base. We've failed this mission." Gabon pulled at Kakarai's leg.
Without wasting a second, he was gone. I have warned him. Vabon travelled through the earth like lightning. He was scared to death.
"Fuck. That boy is a monster. Why did he allow his companions to die if he had such strength?"
"Arg!"
"At first I wondered why they sent us to kill such a weakling. I guess the cult didn't foresee this." He improved his pace. "I will not die here."
"Who said you could leave." Dax said, his eyes still closed.