Amidst the darkness there shall be light. Kai was a young kid with his own difficult circumstances. With a mindset of becoming stronger to face the cruelty of the world, he finds himself preparing for the greater darkness that no one expected to arrive.

“This is because you have grasped the method to compress magic. Light element has started to transform your body. In addition, your appearance will make this more and more obvious. According to the study of magic, those who study different elements would have different types of bodies. To demonstrate this, the color that one emits all differ. For example, a fire mage would be red. A water mage would be blue. An earth mage would be yellow. A wind mage would be cyan. And of course light mages such as us are white. When your whole body becomes surrounded with white light, you would have succeeded in compressing all of your magic power. Whenever such a person appears, the magic union pays close attention and in addition they would request such an individual to come in and test their rank. I believe that you are capable of being the youngest to be able to achieve this. You turn eleven years old this year?” Teacher Di gratifying said.

“That’s right. This year I turn eleven. How about Teacher Di?”

“Do you know what age this teacher completed the compression of his magic power? I was twenty six years old that year. At the time, I had shook the entire nation. Aside from the continent’s rank one spatial magister, Di Nuo Lun, I had been the fastest. He took the title of fastest, as he completed his magic power compression at the age of 20. “

“Then why am I capable of completing it so fast?” Since it turned out to be so difficult.

“I don’t really understand why either. It might be because you’re already acknowledged by the light elements.”

“How long does it take to completely compress light element magic power?”

“This can’t be said precisely. Compression of magic power is generally very hard in the beginning. It is necessary for one to comprehend this on their own. Therefore I didn’t teach you. After comprehending, the speed would be very quick. If you put in great effort, you ought to be able to complete it in a month.”

“Teacher Di, then after I finish compressing won’t I be called a freak since light element gathers around me all day?” I don’t want to be considered a freak.

“Be at ease, that won’t happen. After completely compressing you magic power, its state will return to be like before you began compressing magic power. Which is what it appears like now.” Teacher Di said with a smile.

“Oh. That’s good then. Teacher Di, will I be taking the Mage Union’s exam?”

Teacher Di thought for a moment. “It would be best to not do it right now because your magic application skills are still very weak. Moreover, if you took the Mage Union’s exam you will become quite famous. That would be very tiring. I was hoping you would be able to steadily practice magic properly. You must understand, if you completely compress your magic power, your strength will approach that of a magic scholar’s. A child of about ten years of age reaching this level would cause a sensation throughout the kingdom.”

“That’s right. I don’t want to be famous.” Recalling the scene when I first achieved first place during the entrance exams still instills fear in me. (But how would I know that in the future I would become the most famous figure in the whole continent.)

“Your assignment for this month is to compress your magic power. When you return to class, you mustn’t let others know about this. After you finish compressing your magic power, I’ll begin teaching you some applications for magic. You should be able to use them throughout the competition.” Teacher Di paused for a moment before continuing. “Originally, I didn’t expect you to comprehend the method to compress magic power so quickly. I think I’ll start with teaching you how to write some magic applications. I didn’t expect to have to teach a genius. Even a student can be so talented.”

Wow! No way. To my surprise, he’s even more arrogant than me. He’s worthy of being my master. One word: admiration.

“Master, that genius sure seems like it’s me.” I cautiously asked.

Unexpectedly, Teacher Di’s expression was exceptionally intense. “What? You brat, if not for my pure and honest invitation and my careful guidance, would you be able to comprehend so quickly? You… You, you truly infuriate me.” After hearing my words, he immediately blew at his mustache and stared at me.

“Yes, it was thanks to your guidance, your good guidance.” For the sake of my future life, I had no choice but to comfort this old man. If I don’t, he would tell me a story like yesterday. What so good about them anyways?Humph

“This is good enough. You go and diligently meditate now. I’ll be leaving first.” As I watched Teacher Di’s silhouette leaving with some anger left, I felt helpless. I’ll stop caring about him and just go and meditate instead. Actually, generally speaking Teacher Di is really quite good. At the very least, he won’t punish me. He would just make me think about it by myself.

I sat cross-legged on my bed and dismissed all of my distracting thoughts. I willed a portion of the gaseous light element within my body to split. And then within my upper dantian, I began to compress it into a solid sphere of light element. I slowly relaxed. Relying only on my spiritual consciousness, I drove the light elements to assemble together. The gaseous light elements and the already solid light elements fused. Not bad. The result is very good.

My spiritual force still hasn’t been completely depleted. I’ll do this for a bit more. Once again, I inputted a bit of gaseous light element and used the same method as before to gather them together. The sphere of light element is a bit bigger than yesterday’s. Well then, it’s time to sleep. I’m so tired that I feel like I’m dying.

So it’s like this. Every day besides eating and using the toilet, I would be condensing these light elements. When my spiritual strength was depleted, I would go to sleep. (I would automatically meditate) After waking up, my gaseous light elements would definitely be replenished. Then I would continue condensing.

As the solid sphere of light element of light element grew larger and larger, my outer layer of white radiance also grew more and more intense. Everyday Teacher Di would examine me when he came by to deliver food, but he wouldn’t disturb me at all. This kind of peaceful environment is definitely the best for meditation.

Thanks to me having received the acknowledgement of the light elements and me unwittingly comprehending the true meaning of light, my light element gathering speed was simply astonishing.

Finally, the most crucial moment had arrived. The light element within me has already completely compressed into a solid state successfully. Right now I felt like I am a part of the light element. My whole body is almost like it’s composed of only light element. The light element within my body passed on the feeling of their joyful mood. I sense that they have begun to change.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly solid sphere of light element began to slowly squirm. Originally it felt very stiff, but now it’s gradually softening. Furthermore, it began to circulate within my body and its color seemed to be getting brighter and brighter. No, this isn’t right. The color is beginning to change. What was originally white light element had become golden. However, the volume of the sphere became smaller and smaller. Finally, it became like a golden brook circulating within my meridians seven times before turning into a small gold danwithin my upper dantian.

If there was anyone watching me right now, they would discover that my whole body’s white radiance would be spilling out of my body.

I felt my whole body brimming with warm breath. I tried to absorb light element, but not matter what, I was unable to. Why can’t I? Don’t tell me… this is another bottleneck?

Not only did I felt that my body was not different, but I also felt that within my body, Xiao Jin had also changed. It seems like he has also discovered the change of the light elements within my body. He woke up from a deep sleep and gave me some cheerful news, afterwards he began absorbing the light elements within my body. Following Xiao Jin’s absorption, the gold dan began to circulate within my body. I was able to gather light element once again. It actually turns out that the gold dan is able to absorb energy!

What Xiao Jin absorbed is actually the gold dan’s energy. The gold danis circulating within my body in order to replenish my energy.


Zhang Gong decides to learn light magic, a magic few show interest in and eventually becomes the legendary Grand Magister. While trying to end the continent’s east and west separation in order to unite all of the different races, he becomes every race’s Child of Light.


It was dark when I awoke. And I heard nothing in that dark. Not a single thing or person. I could not open my eyes, I could not feel a thing, and yet it did not totally feel like I wasn't there. I knew I was somewhere, I sensed it through some 6th sense in the back of my head.

I do not feel any sense of time, I do not even feel like I am myself. Memories seem to fall out of my head but I still know my name. So the black looks onto me. So it sees into my vision. My father flashes into my head and yet I don't recognize him. Why do I not recognize him? Why does his face seem to evade me?

It hits me there. The rhythm of it all, the thump, thump, thump of not my heart but my soul. I feel like I am in a river of light, I am surrounded by all sides of it. What is happening to me? Every memory a new experience, birth, my youth, my revolutions, all of it I see. My body now shifts, in me exists a balance between two things.

A great carp of millions of resplendent colors is in me. It thrashes and beats against me. The carp stares ahead at me. Each one of my memories that passed me by now create a pool of luminescent water beneath it.

It splashes in the water once and I feel myself shake. I feel my mind grow. Each thought obtains a new clarity. The memories within my head feel as though someone has repainted them. The corps scales fall off revealing red flesh beneath it. It buries in the water as this happens and I cannot see it. What emerges from the water is a man.

Long sinewy arms, the arms of a farmer, his brow stares off into the distance, his hair is long and unkempt but strong and beautiful. He has the skin of a native from the jungles of the Maya. In his right hand, a hammer covered in scratch marks and burns. In his left hand, a half-moon sickle.

I know this man. Not in name but in stature, in idea. He is the ideal.

I am no longer on a river of light, for now, I can see. What surrounds me is an endless desert, with dunes taller then the tallest buildings, I spot a tornado along the horizon that seems to grow faster as I stare at it.

Something stirred within me. I feel it's tendrils pulsate inside my bones. You never think of pulsating flesh. Until it stirs within you. A great Monster lurks within my mind. Full of dark red flesh it eats away at me. But yet as it approaches my inner things, the man repels it. A pale light that emanates from the man repels the Monster.

Time passed. I watch as it does and the two forces within me they watch too. Makes me wanna laugh seeing the docile spiritual forces within me. I am now just a soul. Drifting along in the endless dark of probable death, I didn't expect it to be fun.

I wonder how much time has gone by on Earth. What has happened to the revolution? What has happened to it all?

I would wonder if they remembered me but I know they will. 

So now I drift along. Is that what I will be in the end, a drifter with no destination. No.

Only one word is in my mind. Somewhere to be, I want to be alive. I want to be breathing. I want to live again. I don't care about what I must do or what I must see. I want to be alive. As I thought, man inside of me started to drum his hammer and sickle together, The Monster started to let loose a shriek.

And I started to hum, a grand sound came out of me. Like that of a door opening and my soul, I started to shift. A light emanates from me, the endless piercing blue light of a lighthouse and from the lighthouse of my soul comes out light to pierce the darkness.

"I heard you." A voice, from beside me? No. From around me? No. A voice from above, it sounds so far away yet echoes off into the distance.

"Who is that?" My soul echoes the sound. In the darkness, my voice comes out and lingers.

"You humans never seem to expect it. Almost like it's a surprise even though you've been worshipping me since well, since forever." The voice had a long drawl to it, every word he said was picked for me.

"God, I didn't think you would exist," I said. Why had this man just come now? Why did he dare show his face to me? After millions died, billions died on Earth, families destroyed, the people of his land extracted from, raped every day of their lives? He came to talk to me?

"I come to give you, rebirth. Someone has taken you from me. I am not all-powerful. I have seen everything you have seen Che, and I know." God said. I still couldn't see him though. He remained hidden from me, he seemed so far away.

"If you know then-," I said but before I could finish, my mouth just stopped working. I tried, and tried and yet nothing left my mouth.

"I did not help because I couldn't, I am not a Christian god or a Jewish god, or a Muslim god, or a Hindu god. You simply interpreted me through them. Literature is a powerful creation and Earth humans were the best at it." What was he?

"I am everything you humans hold dear. I am the thoughts in your head. I am also not good. Every death and murder and **** I am you." As God said this my body morphed and twisted. My joints elongated, a solid outer layer of what appeared to be an egg appeared around me.

"Che, I will now give you a second chance. Someone stole you from me. And so you Che, will be mine down there." As his words resounded motes of light started to arise from beneath me. Each mote of light touched another mote of light and combined to form some sort of symbol. The symbols around me swarm and pulsate with light.

I knew I must stay silent for what was there to say. I was going to live again in some way.

"Here in this world Che I have no power. It is not a world of petty gods like me, Che. I don't care about your complaints or thoughts. Now is the time to create for me, bend this world Che, make it fall and crumble, I don't care. Go." The last words fell out of God's mouth with an audible pop. The symbols swarming around me shown with a red light and then burst. Something was forcing me up. Forcing me to go forwards to embrace it.

Accelerating with so much force, I see stars and planets and so many thing. Oh my. My mind is peeling away. The man inside of me stares out onto the world. The monster shudders with a final cry.

From the heavens, I fall. I'm up so high and I see the ground. An endless expanse of desert lays below me. And I hit the ground.

I am alive.

Che Guevara is resurrected from the dead by God. He's then thrown into a world of utter chaos. There's dragons and cultivators and magic galore.

In this world now he has the special ability to have a unique version of himself?

THIS STORY HAS:
Cultivation
Weird cultivation
Fights
Inevitable revolution against abusive capitalist regimes
Planned romance
Idiots,
Lots and lots of idiots

My heart pounded with threats of breaking my rib cage. Vision seeped through my blindness; returning the color white and other hues and tones. I was cold, wet and trembling involuntarily.

"He's going into a seizure." I heard a rushed voice over my head. "His breathing's stopped. Damn it!"

There was a sensation of a mouth covering mine. Air was forced into my windpipe at the same time my chest was being pumped to restore blood flow to my body.

Eventually warmth and self-control returned to me. I saw electrostatic gray space holding back a horde of demons trying to force their way through the cloudy atmosphere.

"I'm back." I laid still to reclaim my senses.

"Damn it! They're seizing again!" I recognized Brystagg's voice to my left.

I managed to force my head to the side, so I could see what was going on. 

Brystagg and Colin were trying to contain the Aueralius Brothers' seizing bodies, so they couldn't cause damage to themselves. 

Trix and Leinard were out of the primary core, but convulsing about the floor near me. I was worried by the sight of Leinard's eyes rolling back within their sockets.

"Damn it!" Brystagg shouted out his spell. "Lasai lasai, askatu bere erregealdia!" 

Blue starlight descended over the brothers, making their skin glow a bluish-white. They stopped seizing, but were still unconscious.

I recalled Bulldog's lessons of stillness and allowing my instincts to control my actions. 

I dragged myself to Leinard and Trix, placed my hands over them and said words that came from my heart.

Lat revertetur ad me amor perdidit. Amica mea revertetur ad me.

The blue light transitioned to green, which grew bright and pulsated throughout the brothers' bodies.

"Et revertetur," I whispered. One final call to bring them back.

Any ego links that were tied to the brothers vanished. The green light returned color and restored some fluids back to them before burning out with a blinding flash.  

When my sight readjusted to the regular lighting of the Lotus Bridge, I saw stirred movements from their bodies.

"Thank heavens." Brystagg let out a sigh of relief.

"Famine. I'm sorry. I know you're still recovering, but your brother is on his last ounce of chi."

I glanced to the primary core and saw Death looking ragged within the trunk of gold light. He was still standing, barely. If he were to collapse when the core was still damaged, all our efforts would be for nothing.

I forced myself, unsteadily, to my feet and dragged myself to stand next to him; miraculously not touching the spinning coins to tip the platform. He held my arm to keep me steady and sound within the trunk. Gold light was able to sustain our bodies and keep us propped up for the time being.

"Well done Baby Brother." Death swallowed. "Let's finalize this."

Flickers of gold light and dark shadows moved past my line of sight. I stared at my belt pouch. I didn't know if I would survive what I was about to do with Death, but I wanted Small Cap to have a chance.

"Hey, Sire, can you take care of Small Cap for me?" I raised my gaze to Brystagg. His hazy body—due to the trunk's gold light—moved towards me.

"I'll treat him well." He reassured me when he gently received Small Cap's sleeping body in his hands.

I sighed when he carefully placed him in his breast pocket. It was the first time I saw the high prince smile gently to another living creature.

"Okay, let's do this." I returned my focus back to the task at hand.

"While you were under with that man, I deduced the next course of actions," Death said and rephrased the analogy of playing a record on a gramophone.

"I'll be able to hold the events of this fate, but you need to revert all the changes and disruption to time."

I frowned, wondering how I was going to do that.

"We have to first set the labyrinth's point of origin back to a zero." Death frowned. 

He whacked my shoulders to make sure I wasn't zoning out, which made him wheeze for breath.

"I was listening. Return to zero. Got it!" I grumbled, rubbing my fresh ache better.

"Famine. You're the only one with power to revert." Death's frown eased. His eyes fluttered, fighting to stay awake.

"Death, start the process."

"Wait. You need a fixed return point." Leinard's weak voice entered my mind. "Trix's mapglass."

"Colonel, I, you, please." My mind fumbled for words.

Leinard's eyes were fighting to stay open, so they could continue to see me.

I gulped and nodded. "Colin, pass me Trix's mapglass."

Colin carefully removed the monocle patch from Trix and handed it to me.

Gold light danced about the lens, casting fractured rainbow patterns on the silver-glass surface. Of course, dermaleeches.

I fitted the mapglass to my right eye and nearly stumbled out of the primary core trunk at the sudden disorientation I felt. So, this was the world that Trix saw within his right eye.

The Lotus Bridge inverted to a luminous blue-white light, running smoothly across the space. Every dust particle twinkled as blue-white or black starlight against blaring orange space. Near-blinding bluish lightening sliced through white clouds. Every movement transitioned extremely fast and smooth. It felt like life was moving a picture frame at a time.

"Eek!" I yelped at the sight of Death's face.

"What?" Death looked worried.

"You look like a demon," I commented.

I further explained on how I was able to see every line and dark shadowy patch of his skin like someone had picked up a paint brush and drawn thick black outlines all over his features. His eyes were the freakiest hellish orange.

"You know I don't look like this," Death complained. 

I noticed the aura around him flash bright red before calming to a muddled yellow.

I shook my head free from irrelevant thoughts and focused on what I wanted to see.

"How do I connect to this mapglass?" I asked aloud.

"Trix mentioned he entered a state of mushin in order to see all." Leinard's voice was a faint whisper in my mind.

I nodded my head. Closed my eyes and entered a state of mushin with steady breaths.

A rush of tunnel paths looped, turned and got tangled about each other in my head. 

The flow of time tugged and pulled at my senses. Making my nerves twitch with impatience. The paths moved at random patterns. They smashed into others and broke down pivot landings.

I saw shadow impressions of the tunnels previous, current and should be positions. One path that should have moved to the top-left grid of the South Wing was moving towards the bottom of the West Wing. All paths were not where they should have logical flowed to or their past position had been forcefully altered, making it difficult to get a fix on where to restore.

I delved deeper into my consciousness, connecting to the mapglass. I saw scrawled black lines on a white canvas looping, crossing and connecting to each other to form big labyrinth patterns. Maps. I sieved through a number of maps, but none felt like they were for the time prior to the moment the hiruda had started changing things.

"The time we found you. Go... back," Leinard answered for me. "Two full moons."

"How'd I know it's the right one?"

"Listen to your heart... like you did... before." Leinard's voice drifted into silence. He had reached his limit of consciousness.

I gripped Death's hand tight. We gave each other encouragement before we closed our eyes and opened up our hearts.

I focused on the timing of Death's pulse to still my own movements. 

Quiet both in sound and emotion. My heart opened. Pain became irrelevant as I transcended to a place outside myself.

My inner eyes opened and saw through the mapglass, the world as it was and how it should be. Two full moons of time wounded back until I saw myself lying on a shining blue floor. I turned my head to change the pattern of fractured rainbow light. A new image was reassembled before me. I was standing next to Trix on the Lotus Bridge, surrounded by a fence of white light from the hexagon piped edges.

Trix called upon a spell to wrap his hands and feet in gold light, which attracted an amount of gold coins to him. He used his body to move the coins about the air, manipulating them to form a pattern of pathways. A map of Hell's Labyrinth. This map was a pattern of a six pointed star within another six pointed star of a different rotation. The map of a heart.

Power tugged at my worldly consciousness, pulling me back into myself. 

I opened my eyes and refocused my vision within the mapglass on that six pointed star map pattern.

"I have a fix." A voice that sounded like my own broke my trance.

"Retrieving the zero point." Death's voice added, breaking him out of his own trance.

His chi flowed through my hand, making my skin tingle with a delicious warmth. 

My head slowed and became sluggish as the Power of Preservation wrapped a layer of white light around my thoughts of the Lotus Bridge until all movement in my thought was suspended.

"Reverting." I closed my eyes again and opened them to the star-map visible within the mapglass view.

The star-map burned with fierce intensity, causing an impending combustion to occur.

I sieved through images in Death's mind until I found the tiniest one that had the most significance. The image of the time that matched zero point of origin for the labyrinth. I overlaid the image with the burning star-map to form a perfect fit.

Noise banged and thumped against my eardrums. My body sped through sensations of burning, reforming, changing, expiring and moving; threatening to rip my heart out, shatter my bones and tear off my skin. It was pain. Blinding unbearable pain!

_Still, my heart. Still, my thoughts. Breathe!_

Cold air soothed my worldly aches. I pushed past the pain and saw a bird's eye view of the labyrinth tunnels reforming to the star-map, easing into place with solid clicks. 

The destroyed pivot platforms had reverted to how they were. Electrostatic energy was reset to balance the chaotic, free roaming clouds of blue-white or black starlight particulars until their energies had wane. 

A calmness and balance had resumed, placing a stop to minor contentions and unrest within the area. The out of place and escaped prisoners and demons were forced back to their cells. Darkness obscured Zyon's view, so there was no possibility of a tsazcuth into Sol. The demons' images were gone from the gray space. Hell's Labyrinth was restored.

My heart pounded with a crushing ache to close off the Power of Null. Darkness claimed the star-map view within the mapglass.

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"What the hell happened here?" Knight of Light uttered as he saw the state of the Holy Order.

Everyone was panicking, but the main attention was focused on the heroes who have returned from their quest to find the Holy Maidens.

Holy Order was essentially an order designed to protect the kingdom, answering directly to the king.

Within the Holy Order, managed by 10 Magisters, the highest ranked ones were the Heroes who were regarded as the Captains of the Holy Order, with Holy Knights under them, and the lowest ranked foot soldiers were the knights.

After visiting his friend, Knight of Light went back to his task of tracking down and destroying undead that have spread themselves like plague within villages.

But now that he had come back, he found the Holy Order in a horrible state, with the apparent return of the Heroes sent to retrieve the Holy Maidens.

Retrieve the Holy Maidens they did, at least Knight of Mind and Knight of Ice managed to save four out of five of them, but Holy Maidens' ability to cast the barrier over the Holy City was permanently disabled.

As far as their mental health goes, they were irreparably traumatized by their ordeal.

It took many healers and magicians to remove the illusions and the mind trap spells implanted within their minds, and likewise, restoring their awareness of reality took a lot of effort as well.

Knight of Mind apparently spent a long time, trying to repair their damaged minds, piece by piece, to make sense of what they were dealing with.

But it was clear, they were no longer the proud Holy Maidens, but weeping women stripped off everything they once were.

"What exactly happened to them?" Leon asked from one of the healers.

"Knight of Mind examined their minds once the mental traps had been removed. But as far as he found out, they were ambushed by goblins and then taken to their caves and then…."

Healer put his hand on his mouth in order to not throw up.

"They used them as their breeding stock"

Knight of Light chose to finish what the healer could not bring himself to utter.

"Yes, I am afraid that is so"

"But I also heard that when they found them, the dungeon had not only the goblins but the undead as well, isn't that correct?"

"Yes, sire"

"But Holy Maidens are not weak, while not at the level of a hero, they are definitely as strong as Holy Knights, and considering they specialize in usage of Holy Magic, undead should have been no problem, much less goblins…What happened to their body guards?"

"They didn't find their corpses; the most likely scenario is that goblins ate them"

Knight of Light could not hide his dread.

To be eaten by monsters is not a fate anyone would choose for themselves.

"Still, it does not make sense….Goblin is the weakest type of monster, not known for its planning skills…. but goblins....for them to overwhelm the Holy Maidens…"

"If demons were involved in this, then it makes complete sense" Knight of Ice stepped forward, facing the Knight of Light.

"Creos Rison"

"Good to see you back, Revilles, have you come to finally grace us with your presence?"

"Unfortunately undead are multiplying like a plague, I came as soon as I could"

"At the very least you are doing something about it, unlike the others…."

"I was told you know who was behind this fiasco, so if it is not classified information that can only be shared with the Magisters of the Holy Order, could you tell me, who was it?"

"He is known as the Dark Lord"

"Dark Lord?"

"Yeah, the name sounds rather preposterous, doesn't it? But that is as much as I know of him; ask Belius, he is the one who actually met the guy in person."

Knight of Ice pointed behind him to the figure of Knight of Mind who was sitting by himself on a bench, deep in thought.

Without any hint of hesitation, Knight of Light approached the Knight of Mind.

"Cereb Belius?"

"Huh? Oh, Knight of Light, it is an honor, I mean…"

"I wish to ask you some things"

Knight of Light immediately cut to the chase.

"I figured as much"

As per Knight of Light's request, Cereb filled him in on all the events that happened so far, making sure to mention Dark Lord's involvement in them.

"Hmm, so this Dark Lord is on the side of demons, likely a Demon Lord, but the mental trap within the Holy Maiden's mind bore his image within it, and there were zombies inside that cave…. that could only mean that demons and undead are conspiring….this is beyond horrible"

"Agreed"

Knight of Mind nodded.

"But that does not seem to be what you are concerned with right now, is it?"

"Knight of Light, I had to be the one to probe the broken minds of those Holy Maidens, their memories alone will make anyone want to puke their guts out just by seeing them, and I had to watch it all….Not to mention the fact that every time I close my eyes, I can see him, watching me, predicting my every move, making me lose the use of my peni…"

"Wait! You said you can see him! Do you know how he looks like?"

"Well, yes, when I encountered him, I got a good look…"

"Show it to me!"

"Uhm, ok!"

Knight of Mind proceeded to take Knight of Light's hand and put it on his forehead.

'Memory Recording'

Within an instant, Knight of Light saw the contents of Cereb Belius's memories.

The process takes an instant in real time, but to the user, the time within the mental scape runs much differently.

A year's worth of information could be seen within several seconds, but of course, doing so could be overwhelming to the inexperienced mind.

But then, Cereb felt a strange sensation, as though he was shaking.

But it was not Cereb, it was the Knight of Light's hand that was shaking; his expression was that of a frozen horror tinged with epiphany.

"It is him"

Knight of Light was undeniably shaking, struggling to stay still.

"There is no mistaking it, it really is him"

"Do you know him?"

"I have encountered him once. He is extremely dangerous, but to think he is truly on the side of demons….freeing the Demon Lord, destroying the barrier by defiling the Holy Maidens….He has to be dealt with immediately, otherwise, we have a bigger threat than the Demon King himself to deal with in the future…"

"Surely you exaggerate, Demon King Draco is the hidden leader of all the Demon kind, without a doubt, killing the Demon King should be the priority. Thought, I can't deny, this Dark Lord, he…he truly is a very scary fiend"

Knight of Mind could not hide the fact that his loins have never been the same ever since Dark Lord squashed them with a massively painful punch.

"Yes, he truly is"

Knight of Light had to agree.

Dark Lord's actions had left him unable to use his power to its fullest due to damaging his blessing.

Currently, he was gradually regaining his strength, but his blessing was still malfunctioning.

Unbeknownst to anyone within the Holy Order, the injuries Dark Lord delivered to Knight of Light's back and leg were still not completely healed, causing excruciating pain every day.

The scar on his back was especially painful, a permanent reminder of Knight of Light's vulnerability.

That kind of pain made it hard to forget the one responsible for it.

'But at the very least, because of that, I met Runfar. How strange. I sought the fiend who wounded me, yet instead I found a friend. Life sure works in mysterious ways…'

Then, Knight of Light had a horrific thought.

'Runfar is my friend, but if he gets caught in the crossfire…'

Just the thought of Dark Lord harming Runfar was enough to make Leon's blood boil in rage.

'Dark Lord, I swear, I will not let you hurt my friend'

"By the way, two of you arrived with the Holy Maidens, but I heard that five heroes were sent to retrieve them, so what happened to the rest?"

"They are…not doing so well"

Knight of Mind tried to put it the best way he could, but the other three heroes, namely, Knight of Sword, Knight of Combat, and Knight of Earth, were in rather sorry shape.

After he ended up in the realm of the Death, Nur became servant of the Angel of Death. Unlike what he hoped, this was by far not the end of his journey, but just the beginning.

Kidnapped from his loved ones by the Goddess of Time, trapped nine hundred years in the past, and cursed with coming back in time every time he dies, Nur Finnerman is stuck in a mad loop that slowly drives him to lose his senses, his humanity, and lastly his sanity.

A man with a heart of a hero slowly loses himself, piece by piece, until the only thing that remains is Darkness. From the weakest hero wannabe to the greatest villain.

This is the journey of how an every man became the fearsome fiend who frightens even the gods, the Dark Lord

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Eons ago a devastating and apocalyptic battle took place that rocked every dark and loathsome corner of the multiverse. In the aftermath of the battle, deities, demon-lords, old ones, arch-devils, angel kings, and archon queens, not to mention other cosmically powerful entities were totally obliterated. Despite this history-changing occurrence, life found a way, and life went on in a godless multiverse for an unimaginable length of time. And in time, even the mightiest and most popular gods were nearly forgotten.

But one day, in a universe unlike our own, and altogether fantastic and magical universe, a deity is born. A new deity. A deity of a nebulous morality. Join the aforementioned morally unbound deity as he embarks on a quest to gain power, worshippers, and glory. 

This story features a deity as its protagonist, but it's a deity who starts off alone in a dark and harsh multiverse. He needs worshippers to grow in power and has to earn his victories intelligently. He seeks to gain worshippers, discover the truth behind his genesis, and become the deity he is meant to be. He is a protagonist who will hurt others, and he's unafraid to kill and destroy what he can't control. This is his story. 

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"Thou Virgin Mother, daughter of thy Son,
Humble and high beyond all other creature,
The limit fixed of the eternal counsel,
Thou art the one who such nobility
To human nature gave, that its Creator
Did not disdain to make himself its creature.
Within thy womb rekindled was the love,
By heat of which in the eternal peace
After such wise this flower has germinated.
Here unto us thou art a noonday torch
Of charity, and below there among mortals
Thou art the living fountain-head of hope.
Lady, thou art so great, and so prevailing,
That he who wishes grace, nor runs to thee,
His aspirations without wings would fly.
Not only thy benignity gives succour
To him who asketh it, but oftentimes
Forerunneth of its own accord the asking.
In thee compassion is, in thee is pity,
In thee magnificence; in thee unites
Whate'er of goodness is in any creature.
Now doth this man, who from the lowest depth
Of the universe as far as here has seen
One after one the spiritual lives,
Supplicate thee through grace for so much power
That with his eyes he may uplift himself
Higher towards the uttermost salvation.
And I, who never burned for my own seeing
More than I do for his, all of my prayers

Proffer to thee, and pray they come not short,
That thou wouldst scatter from him every cloud
Of his mortality so with thy prayers,
That the Chief Pleasure be to him displayed.
Still farther do I pray thee, Queen, who canst
Whate'er thou wilt, that sound thou mayst preserve
After so great a vision his affections.
Let thy protection conquer human movements;
See Beatrice and all the blessed ones
My prayers to second clasp their hands to thee!"
The eyes beloved and revered of God,
Fastened upon the speaker, showed to us
How grateful unto her are prayers devout;
Then unto the Eternal Light they turned,
On which it is not credible could be
By any creature bent an eye so clear.
And I, who to the end of all desires
Was now approaching, even as I ought
The ardour of desire within me ended.
Bernard was beckoning unto me, and smiling,
That I should upward look; but I already
Was of my own accord such as he wished;
Because my sight, becoming purified,
Was entering more and more into the ray
Of the High Light which of itself is true.
From that time forward what I saw was greater
Than our discourse, that to such vision yields,
And yields the memory unto such excess.
Even as he is who seeth in a dream,
And after dreaming the imprinted passion
Remains, and to his mind the rest returns not,
Even such am I, for almost utterly
Ceases my vision, and distilleth yet
Within my heart the sweetness born of it;
Even thus the snow is in the sun unsealed,
Even thus upon the wind in the light leaves
Were the soothsayings of the Sibyl lost.
O Light Supreme, that dost so far uplift thee
From the conceits of mortals, to my mind
Of what thou didst appear re-lend a little,

And make my tongue of so great puissance,
That but a single sparkle of thy glory
It may bequeath unto the future people;
For by returning to my memory somewhat,
And by a little sounding in these verses,
More of thy victory shall be conceived!
I think the keenness of the living ray
Which I endured would have bewildered me,
If but mine eyes had been averted from it;
And I remember that I was more bold
On this account to bear, so that I joined
My aspect with the Glory Infinite.
O grace abundant, by which I presumed
To fix my sight upon the Light Eternal,
So that the seeing I consumed therein!
I saw that in its depth far down is lying
Bound up with love together in one volume,
What through the universe in leaves is scattered;
Substance, and accident, and their operations,
All interfused together in such wise
That what I speak of is one simple light.
The universal fashion of this knot
Methinks I saw, since more abundantly
In saying this I feel that I rejoice.
One moment is more lethargy to me,
Than five and twenty centuries to the emprise
That startled Neptune with the shade of Argo!
My mind in this wise wholly in suspense,
Steadfast, immovable, attentive gazed,
And evermore with gazing grew enkindled.
In presence of that light one such becomes,
That to withdraw therefrom for other prospect
It is impossible he e'er consent;
Because the good, which object is of will,
Is gathered all in this, and out of it
That is defective which is perfect there.
Shorter henceforward will my language fall
Of what I yet remember, than an infant's
Who still his tongue doth moisten at the breast.
Not because more than one unmingled semblance

Was in the living light on which I looked,
For it is always what it was before;
But through the sight, that fortified itself
In me by looking, one appearance only
To me was ever changing as I changed.
Within the deep and luminous subsistence
Of the High Light appeared to me three circles,
Of threefold colour and of one dimension,
And by the second seemed the first reflected
As Iris is by Iris, and the third
Seemed fire that equally from both is breathed.
O how all speech is feeble and falls short
Of my conceit, and this to what I saw
Is such, 'tis not enough to call it little!
O Light Eterne, sole in thyself that dwellest,
Sole knowest thyself, and, known unto thyself
And knowing, lovest and smilest on thyself!
That circulation, which being thus conceived
Appeared in thee as a reflected light,
When somewhat contemplated by mine eyes,
Within itself, of its own very colour
Seemed to me painted with our effigy,
Wherefore my sight was all absorbed therein.
As the geometrician, who endeavours
To square the circle, and discovers not,
By taking thought, the principle he wants,
Even such was I at that new apparition;
I wished to see how the image to the circle
Conformed itself, and how it there finds place;
But my own wings were not enough for this,
Had it not been that then my mind there smote
A flash of lightning, wherein came its wish.
Here vigour failed the lofty fantasy:
But now was turning my desire and will,
Even as a wheel that equally is moved,
The Love which moves the sun and the other stars.

She then said something to me that changed my way of thinking instantly. "This Is The Blue Faction. Welcome To Your New Home Max."
As i began walking over to the cyan door, and it opened directly the moment we were both in front of it, as i closed my eyes, and opened them slowly.
The door lifted up as my eyes opened, and i was astounded at the amazing sight in front of me.
Behind the blue walls were Shops and Hotels, with many people with blue hair and eyes walking around on a busy basis.
I began to look around with curiosity, as the entire scene in front of me was as if i had just walked into a glistening forest of fairies, as there were small specks of blue light rising up from the floor from all directions of the street, and the blue houses had cyan sunlight shining off of their windows.
As me and my "Guide" walked down the cyan street, every step we took bloomed bright specks of blue light from the floor, as the ground itself seemed to be alive, and was showing off it's glory to the world.
We began walking down the street slowly, as i looked around the town, and saw that everyone was staring directly at us.
A young kid with blue hair and blue eyes instantly took up the question, as he looked out from is hotel window, and asked a question, "Hey Mom! Is That The New Exceed?"
As i raised an eyebrow, and was about to turn to look at the kid, when i noticed my "Guide" shook her head and notified me not to.
I sighed sadly, but shrugged, and continued walking behind her, as she lead me through the vast town of blue and cyan.
I then looked around the shops, as i noticed there were many appliances available.
They had restaurants, depot stores, jewelry stores, and even a shopping mall.
Though what caught my eye the most was the Blacksmith, as i remembered the sword that red guy had.
It was a pretty fancy blade to be honest.
I stopped following my "Guide" for a moment, and looked in wonder at the wares of the blacksmith shop, as i spotted shields, armors, and many blades that looked very enticing to buy.
Though my guide called me over, and i shrugged, following her down the path again.
We then stepped onto the steps of a huge town hall, that had a huge hollow doorway with no door in it.
Dozens of men dressed in blue robes that looked like what caesar had worn in the greek times, were running rapidly around the place carrying feather pens, and scrolls of paper.
Not everyone wore the silly robes though, as there were many of them who had blue suits on, and were running around rampant with scrolls and feather pens also.
Though the one that caught my attention the most, was the gorgeous women in front of me and my guide, as she instantly confronted us, and nodded my guide good work. "Good work guiding the Exceed Cyania."
So that's her name, i thought, as i began raising an eyebrow, but instantly put it down as i realised her voice.
"Wait… You're that voice that was speaking to me earlier…!"
As she held up her hand to stop me from continuing, and began her speech. "Welcome Exceed Max. I Am The Leader of The Blue Faction. I can communicate to all members telepathically within the territory of the blue faction. The Exceed Summoning hills are special though." as she coughed and a man in a robe ran over, and handed her a scroll.
She took the scroll and began reading it, as she raised an eyebrow, and put it into her pocket.
She then waved her hand to get our attention, and ordered Cyania to show me where my living quarters were.
Cyania began guiding me down the hallways of the huge town hall, as we walked out of the other side of the town hall and back into the streets.
I then looked up, and stood in wonder at how large the building in from of us was.
As i looked at the large building of cyan and blue, that was shining as if god himself had decided to make it the best building in the world.
The Building was no building though, as i quickly realised it was a castle.
I stared oddly at the huge castle, as i followed Cyania to the gates.
There were two sturdy looking men covered in blue armor, and geared with many blue weapons in front of the gates, who began to gear at the ready, when they suddenly stood back into place, and apologised to Cyania.
Was Cyania some sort of official or something around here i wondered? 
As Cyania was being given some high treatment lately.
Perhaps this "Guide" stuff was actually pretty valuable, as i began following her through the gates, and we stepped into a huge yard.
The yard was covered in blue crystal bushes, that shone light all over the yard, and the cyan grass looked soft, yet as if it was a crystal also, as the blue sunlight shone down everywhere within the magnificent yard.
Cyania guided me into the Castle, as the doors opened instantly, with butlers in blue suits on each side, opening the doors, and blue light shone out of the castle instantly.
The blue light from within the castle was even more glorious than the shine from the garden, as there were crystal balls of blue on the walls that shone down an amazing color of pure blue into the lobby of the beautiful structure.
A large line of maids and butlers on each side in front of us were bowing, and giving us respect, as we walked into the hall, and down the middle of the lines.
As we walked down the lane, i looked at the side walls and realised there were huge pictures of old Exceeds scattered across the walls in order of date, and time they had been alive.
Along with old leaders of the blue faction who were on the other wall.
Cyania guided me up the stairs, and at the top we turned left, as she walked up to a large door and opened it up.
The light from within shined brightly, as i walked into the room, and realised it was a huge hallway.
There were two doors within the hallway, as i looked at one side, and then the other.
One read Max which was my name, and the other read Jinna, who was above the other door.
Cyania began walking over to the door with my name above it when the door to Jinna's door opened, and a girl with light brown hair and blue eyes stepped out of the door, and looked in surprise in my direction.

Max is summoned to this strange world where he must fight to the end.
He was summoned as an exceed.
A special being with more power than the average beings whom inhabit this realm.

This realm contains many factions of which are divided by color. 
Each faction has humans who are colored via clothing, hair, and eye color in a certain category.

Max must carve his path in this world of constant wars and fights over territory and resources.

To make matters worse, there are powerful beasts and monsters prowling in the wilds.

Will he perish, or will he rise to the top and bring his faction glory?

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* Disclaimer : I do not own cover image. *

This is a story i made in my sophomore year about two years ago.

I have decided to continue writing this story.

Adolf was seriously injured, and he was starving for a while now with no water to drink for a few days.
At that moment, he was already fully spent.
He was not sure why even when all of the powers were gathered, the so-called Heroic Spirit of Destiny did not appear. Regardless, this was his own choice, and he had no regrets.
"Hehe..." He forced out a grudging smile and did not want to respond at all.
"You've got guts." Faldt sighed in appreciation. "But a pity, the stronger a person is, the faster they die in reality."
"Just... kill me then," Adolf said calmly.
The reason for him running away was to not drag anyone down with him.
Now that everything had turned out to be the ending he had anticipated, everything else was no longer important.
He will die.
And then he will bear all of the consequences himself. He would not drag anyone down, nor would he involve anyone.
"What a shame." Faldt could see through the man's intentions.
He let go of his hand and looked at the six bearers of the Sacred Vessel of Destiny he had caught.
"Underworld Hex."
He raised his right hand.
"All order shall end in chaos. The shadow of radiance, the land of decay, I summon you, in the name of Faldt."
A large amount of black hair appeared from his palm.
The countless hair was like the darkest of nights as they flowed across the entire ground of the hall.
"The Declaimer of the Underworld, my voice is the voice of the Underworld. With this sacrifice of flesh and blood, I summon my sleeping body within the Demiurge's Pillar, here."
Faldt lowered his hand as the hair from his palm was cut off at the root, as it scattered all across the ground like a living creature.
He walked slowly towards the six.
"Infernal Eye."
He once again used another gaze technique.
This was a special sacrifice ritual gaze used to extract souls of living creatures. It could then be used the collected souls as a sacrifice, and magnify the effects of the ritual.
He walked to the front of the first person, his eyes gleaming with a purple-black triangular-shaped mark, and cast his gaze between the person's eyes.
*Hiss...*
Very quickly, a faint bubble-like human figure slowly came out from the person's body before turning into a long thin line and entering Faldt's right eye.
"Number one."
He continued to the second person.
Soon, another human-shaped soul was being extracted, quickly disappearing into his right eye.
Then came the third person.
Xie Qiaoyue leaned in a stupor on Adolf. As she looked at Faldt consuming souls one by one she was overcome by fear.
She, too, had inexplicably rushed to the gathering but was captured before succeeding with her mission.
As she had been starving for many days now, she was so weak to the point that she could not offer any resistance.
Shortly after, Faldt came before her as the pair of soul-snatching eyes stared straight at her.
He suddenly paused, as his attention was attracted by Adolf beside Xie Qiaoyue. After some hesitation, he walked over, and stood before Adolf, and decided to absorb the soul of this rather dubious person to avoid any incidents.
An invisible extraction force slowly roiled, as a bizarre energy field was unleashed from Faldt's eyes, and engulfed Adolf within it.
The force started to rapidly consume Adolf's body and attempted to extract his soul out of his body.
Just at that moment...
*Bam!!*
Suddenly, white light blasted out of Adolf's body.
The light was extremely pure, yet majestic and holy, it took barely a moment to ward off the power of the soul-extraction.
Upon sensing the strength of the extraction force, the white light seemed to fluctuate as it immediately covered Adolf's entire body.
"Hmmm?" Faldt was stunned for a moment. There was a power that could resist his Infernal Eye?"
He activated it once again, as he looked at Adolf with increased potency.
"Extract!"
With increased strength, the gaze triggered even more violent feedback from the white light.
An ethereal, powerful will was slowly waking from the light.
"Are you the one who had defeated my disciple?" The will slowly radiated its consciousness.
"Who are you?" Faldt's gaze focused. His opposition could project his will through this pure power. This was not something anyone could do. It was clear that the person within the light was not your usual rabble.
"Me? I'm a nameless person." The will within the white light spoke. "But, since I've awakened, that means my main body would have detected this as well."
"So, you can defeat my disciple, but you cannot kill him. There are many failures one may have in their life, but as long as they do not die, I can give him another chance."
"Cannot kill him?" Faldt sneered.
"This is my advice to you." The will within the white light said. "For everyone else, they will have many other opportunities even if they fail. But you are different. since you have met me, then you have only one chance to respond to me."
"Very well. Then my answer is."
Faldt suddenly stuck his finger out.
*Stab!*
His fingertips were pointed directly at Adolf's forehead.
A powerful surge of dark Underworld Force rushed into it and instantly destroyed Adolf's brain.
"This is my answer." He pulled his hand back. "Extract!"
Suddenly, the powerful, invisible soul-soul-snatching power rapidly strengthened. as it started to pry the light-blue transparent soul from Adolf's body.
As an Underworld Declaimer, he feared no such threats.
No one in the human world was above his contempt, much less a will hidden within a light.
Along with a dreadful scream, the blue soul seemed to be pulled by both forces.
The holy light was trying to pull the soul back into the body, while the power of the Infernal Eye was trying to snatch the soul and absorb it into the eye.
"Very well." The will within the white light smiled furiously. "We shall meet soon."
He took a deep look at Faldt as the strength of the holy light quickly faded away. This bit of power was to in Adolf's body to protect him, naturally, it could not withstand Faldt's personal intervention.
"I shall wait for you here." Faldt smiled as he grabbed onto Adolf's soul, a deep purple magical circuit flashed within his eye.
...
Darkspirit Castle
Lin Sheng sat on the throne, his hair dropping as he sat there unmoving.
*Baammm!!*
Suddenly, he swept the low table before him away.
The force of his dragon's strength sent the wine and pastries on the table flying as they smashed against the palace wall.
 A dragon-shaped relief on the wall was smashed at the neck, as its head fell onto the ground and shattered.
"The Underworld Declaimer? Faldt?? Heh heh heh..."
He stood up before his trembling servants and took great strides towards the Hall of Yin and Yang in the rear.
Ever since he had mastered the Dark Wheel, everything had been smooth sailing, and he had not encountered any major setbacks.
That had his ego slightly swelling.
At that moment, however, that finger point from Faldt had him experiencing a setback he had never seen in a long time.
It also made him lose his closest ever disciple forever.
This was his fault.
If he did not show up, perhaps Adolf would not have been killed so easily...
Raging anger boiled within him.
Lin Sheng walked into the Hall of Yin and Yang, and turned the Image Refraction spell that the Fairy King had set up here.
This was a special communication method that could contact with all commanders at the same time.
He was just about to activate the spell and to get all of the commanders to rush over there and prepare to step into reality.
But an even crazier idea suddenly popped up in his mind.
"Teleportation Ward." He pointed towards the ground as a red vortex slowly formed. Lin Sheng then stepped into it and disappeared into the vortex.


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