Zero stood there flabbergasted, seemingly looking emptily at the air in front of him.
Right there in the glimmering field of familiar runes, in the cluster describing his Aspect, a new string of them appeared.
Aspect: [Hollow Vessel]
Aspect Rank: [Divine]
Aspect Abilities: [Snail Shaman].
Aspect Legacy: [Voice Of Genesis].
Voice Of Genesis Description: [Once upon a time, The Purest Vessel fell to corruption. Yet his voice still echoes in all of us to this day...]
Voice Of Genesis Bestowment Level: [1/50]
First Relic: Claim?
Second Relic: Claim ?
Third Relic: Claim ?
Fourth Relic: Unearned.
Fifth relic: Unearned.
...
"Excuse me, what the actual fuck ?!?" He was so confused he couldn't help but curse.
Legacies existed in his old world, but not THAT many relics could be inserted in one.
The higher the level and quantity of items, the more Essence is required. Even he, as the pinnacle of his power, could only, at most, put 8 charms in his legacy.
Charms were the hardest thing to put in a legacy. They hold soul and are very heavy on the Dream Channels.
Yet, he could see a whopping FIFTY items in this aspect legacy. FIFTY. THIS WAS INSANE.
Thinking of this, he quickly came to the conclusion that the [Nihility] was responsible for this.
'Only that being has the overwheilming power to do something this insane'.
Shaking his head in astonishment, he decided to claim his relics.
The "chains" holding the first Relic shattered, and a dark, pulsating ball of pure darkness emerged from the void.
Charm Name: [Void Heart.]
Rank: [Divine]
Charm tier: VII
Charm Type: Heart.
Charm Description:[ Once upon a time, a Mad king struggled useless against a forgotten light. In The king's final gambit, he created the Vessel from -Unknown-โThe forgotten radiance's ancient enemy. From this experiment came The Pure Vessel, but the Pure Vessel, still wasn't pure enough and failed completly against the Queen of Dreams. The Kingdom fell, and the king perished. However, one of its detestable spawn somehow found its way to his corpse. He gathered the Fragment of a King's soul and Corrupted them in the -Unknown-.
That day, That Wretched day birthed The Heart of The -Unknown-]
Memory Enchantments: [Anchor.], [Pale Reactor], [Evernight].[Curse Negation] [Dead phony? YIPIEE]
Looking at the Description, Zero had a weird sense of familiarity.
"Well, Totally not ominous"
He decided to inspect the Enchantments.
Enchantment: [Anchor]
Enchantment Description: [ Most gods Need an anchor to resist the Pull of madness, however, this charm already contains one]
An anchor? Most Demigods needs Anchors so as not to fall into madness. That's why Gods usually create Churches, Churches are the God's Anchors. That was the reason as to why they were so angry when Zero destroyed theirs.
An anchor is very important, and though it wouldn't be useful for him now, a memory with one imbedded in it was a more-than-welcome boon.
Enchantment : [Pale Reactor]
Enchantment Description: [A pale Promise for soul]
"This one's confusing. A pale promise for soul ? what does that even mean."
Zero, however, noticed he hadn't yet equiped the charms.
He looked at his chest, and finaly, after searching his body, found a few "Notches" that screamed "PUT IT IN".
He took the Coin-like Charm, and Inserted it in the cavity.
Immediatly, he felt as if his mind had been clouded by fog, and this charm had blown it away.
The usual numbness he felt every day was replaced with a Flood of emotion.
Pain, Anger, Grief, joy,sadness.
Zero felt them all. He experienced a bundle of emotion that no human or beast had ever felt before. Emotions so strong the impossible happened.
A vessel, Those made to have no mind to think and no voice to cry suffering...
Wept.
Zero felt a tear roll down his mask. He really had a cocktail of bundled emotion
Focusing more on the effect of the Enchantments, he felt the effect of [Pale Reactor].
He had become a Soul reactor, generating soul out of nothing. No stamina, no mental fatigue, just passive soul income.
In a fight, this would be game-changing.
Wiping his tears, He finaly inspected the last Enchantments.
Evernight increased his affinty with anything Darkness related, while Curse negation, as its name imply, made him negate any curse or Mental Hex.
However, he still didn't understand [Dead phony? YIPIEE].
The only description was:
[๐๐ฉ๐จ๐ง ๐๐๐๐ญ๐ก, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ฒ'๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐๐ฒ.]
What did this even mean? He had no idea.
He also didn't know if the fact that the text had changed to a darker color was a good thing or not.
Turning his head left, he saw he still had 2 relic to claim.
Opening the Second, he expected a notification from the spell, however, he didn't even the time to think that before a cloak was put on his back.
CLOTHES. He had wandered naked for weeks already, Finaly something to hide his dark body.
Thinking of the reason why it didn't arrive in a memory-like form, he finaly thought of his flaw. [Pure Bonds] Locked the number of memories he could own to ONE.
Then, how did he even get Void Heart ? He wondered about it, before finaly coming to the conclusion that [Rusty Nail] wasn't a "Memory" in the conventional sense. It didn't even hold any enchantment, nor a tier.
Then finaly, he claimed the third relic. And a white crystal appeared in front of him.
It was a pure white rock, emitting a faint, sorrowful glow.
Before he could even process what this was, the "Ore" flew straight to his nail, and the cracks in his nail started to close. Slowly but surely, his Nail became sturdier, until it could finaly hold up to a normal steel sword.
He was fully equiped and finaly, resumed his walk toward LeBigTree.
However, unbeknownst to him, a blond swordsman and a black-haired brute were also heading in the same Direction.
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Pov, Korathos.
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Kora was tired.
Everyday, every use of his aspect made him closer to insanity.
Each and every day, he had to resist the pull of Madness.
Was this the life of an awakened? The life he dreamed of ? Why, why was he cursed to such a pitiful existence.
He had appeared one a One square meter "Island" in the middle of the ocean,He, however, contrary to Arhan, directly plunged under water in search of powerful beasts to devour. He had survived and came back stronger than ever.
Kora was just a Child, barely Ten. When he heard he had contracted the Nightmare spell, he immidiatly dreamt of becoming a lofty and powerful existence.
Yet Fate was a cruel mistress. He was cursed, to forever devour what he thought uneatable before.
The taste never got better. The food, never easier to swallow. Water tasted like piss, Food tasted like shit.
He also had to deal with the residual madness of the beast he ate.
Gradually, his hatred for the spell grew, until he desired to never rely on it again.
People, in the dream realm,โBefore the nightmare spell, how did they advance ? There MUST have been a way.
Even if it took ten, No, twenty years longer to advance, he would still do it.
His only saving grace was stella. They were childhood friends, and she had always been there for him.
'A light in this world of darkness; Humans,no matter how weak and pitiful they were in front of the world, would still pursue the light.'
He observed his surroundings, a rare moment of clarity blessing him. He set his sight on that gigantic tree, his instinct told him that he should go there.
So he moved forward, as he always did.
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Arhan saw it.
The thing that made his sword tingle.
A pale being, approximately one meter tall. The being had abyss-like eyes, and donned a cloak. It also didn't have hands, only a tiny stub with a thumb on the size.
The being had a strange sense of beauty to it, as if seeing both the purest and most profane thing in the world.
A faint sense of familiarity washed over him, as if he had once seen this figure a long, long time ago.
However, a nightmare creature was a nightmare creature. No matter how beautiful.
The Devil makes itself beautiful to attract preys.
Arhan brandished his ใDragonSlayer.ใand immidiatly, a faint memory played in his mind. The voice of a young adult, that sounded beyond their years.
ใI was born in war.ใ
The pale being also brandished its sword.
'A strange sword', Arhan thought, as it was more like a stinger than a sword.
Arhan advanced. The best conversation were always the ones where Steel clashed and blood shed.
ใThe world cast me into the fire.ใ
Arhan heard it, the voice of his sword. And the nail and Greatsword clashed, neither overpowering the other.
Contrary to what its petite size suggested, The pale being was as strong as an ox.
An explosion thundered out.
ใThe world broke me, crushed me.ใ
"Its" holding back
Arhan thought, puzzled. Why would a crazy nightmare creature hold back ? Faced with this disrespectโTo him and his swordโ Arhan mentally promised himself to utterly destroy this beast.
Their clash ended and they separated.
ใBut the world did not kill me.ใ
The voice of Genesis echoed out, yet it was Silent to both fighter.
ใSo I spread the wings of Steel ใ
Arhan Swung his sword, trying to find an opening, yet the Pale Being didn't budge, seemingly toying with him.
He tried to call upon the memories of his sword, and slowly, faint images of a forgotten past surged through his mind.
ใAnd Iโฆใ
A battlefield, full of blood and corpse. In that battlefield was a Blond boy, fighting with a Shadow.
ใI killed The world.ใ
Fate tried to stitich two entity's destinies together, yet failed. One of them, simply, did not exist.
If you could peer in the tapestry of fate, you would see a hole, the shape of a certain horned figure.
The Lord of Steel and The Severed Prince Clashed, Unaware a Beast of Pure Insanity closed in.
That day, The Steel, The Sole Chaos and The Prince clashed.
The day even The Daemon of Fate couldn't predict.
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Hi guys. NEW CHAP. Sorry if the quality degraded. I'm sick today, so probably no chapter tommorow.
I had to forge myself to write this.
Its only now that I recognised its like the Sunny, Nephis and Cassie meeting.
Mind you, I did even have the thought of copying that meeting. Guess fate wanted these three to meet uh?
As you can see, these two are important character ; I still don't know wether I should kill them off like In cannon or expand upon them.
Also, 80 POWER STONES. I'M SO HAPPY.
Hey cakey, You think I got less cake than you??? THOROUGHT THE HEAVEN AND EARTH, I ALONE AM THE CAKEY ONE.
if y'all wondering why I don't write as much, I'm playing shitty cultivation games on roblox. Sum guy thought he had a bigger cake than me. BUT I AM THE CAKE ITSELF.
I'd like to write more, but I got school monday. Hope I get better tmrw so I can continue writing. THANKS AGAIN FOR THE SUPPORT. BYEEEEEEEEss