A massive dragon's body lay on the wastelands of Vital, and a young man with pitch-black hair stood before a young calf, about to place his hand on its head. A very handsome, or rather beautiful man stood alongside a bull-headed human not far from them, and in front of them was a skeleton wearing full-body armor and a massive white giant.
As they observed from a distance, the young man placed his hands on the calf's head as he used his skill. "<Arise>"
His mana was instantly cut off by three-fourths, delivering a massive exhaustion pain to him. He gritted his teeth as he stood up and watched the familiar scene of dark mist covering the calf. The mist lasted for about a minute.
Forsaken by the Gods, I made a contract with the Demon King