"You really are a pain the ass; you know that?" Bjorn, my cellmate, complain, eyeing me up and down in relief. "But it's good you made it. Congrats on your breakthrough."
Cuffing my arms, I bowed, "Thanks for the assist. Things would have turned differently if not for you."
"Please, those three girls of yours were there to protect you. Especially the one with the silver hair. I don't know who she is, but it was thanks to her that you are safe."
Pulling my lips upwards, I could not help but smile, knowing Lilith was watching over me...Hmm, she was probably within Midgard for a while. Silly little thing...
"While I am grateful, who are you?" I ask. Bjorn looked around, shaking his head.
"I am one of the servants of the Vanir Clan. Sent here to protect any young sorcerors I find. It was just my bad luck I was stationed here, but I have informed the Vanir Clan about you."
"They already know about me; I met one of their elders already. He even gave me a recommendation." I lightly said with a smile as Bjorn froze.
"...Do...Do you know his name?" he stuttered in fear backing away.
"Silvia called him, Lord Torgeir,"
"By the Northern seas of Njörd, you met Lord Torgeir," Bjorn whispered in dread falling to his knees as he kowtowed towards me.
"Forgive my rudeness, young master." He shivered in fear, completely forgoing his early friendliness.
"Who was that old man?" I asked in confusion.
Opening his eyes wide, Bjorn frantically shook his head, "I cannot say, not until you officially become a member."
"Great, more official bullshit. Get up; you will blow your cover if you act like this." I said with a smile. "Tell me what happen while I was out."
"The Young master, tribulation destroyed half our prison, allowing some to escape. From what I hear, three men that have broken past the gate of truth have escaped. The warden is fuming, summoning reinforcements from Hallr. They should be here in a few days."
"Days? hallr is a months journey." I replied, touching my chin, "Is there a teleportation formation? Or are these people that powerful?"
"They are riding on wyverns, young master. From what I hear, some high officials are coming to interview all the new arrivals. They will be testing everyone, so be ready to hide your Qi."
"We need to leave within two weeks. Do you have a way of fleeing?" I coldly asked, remembering the horde of undead heading towards Sarem as we speak.
"...I do. Why?" he asked in confusion.
"I suggest you leave as quickly as you can. A horde of zombies are coming, and the Vanir's are busy with something else to help. If it was only normal undead, I would not care, but these things are different. They are capable of learning and evolving. Killing them is also difficult."
"Dear Lord, A Lich, what is one of them doing in the outskirts of Midgard." Bjorn yelled, slapping against the wall beside him, "Groma, we need to go prepare our escape. I will contact the Clan to confirm what Arsene said." he stated, leaving the cell in a flash.
Shrugging without care, I sat down on the floor, closing my eyes as my mind began to flash. Blending my mind with the darkness, the darkness became my eyes as I observed the entire prison creating a map of my escape.
With a vicious gleam, I arose, walking towards the edge of my cell. That was wide open. It was currently lunchtime for these animals, and the guards were currently watching over the brutes that needed food.
Looking around at some of the guards, I applied darkness to make my presence vanish before I began seemingly wandering around. There were a few instances where a few people would glance, but no one really paid attention to a weak gate of Man.
Walking towards the depts of the prison that was not destroyed, I saw hundreds of Gate of Truth waiting. Their weapons were drawn, ready for anything that could come in or out.
Getting past these people was downright impossible. Even with my Dao almost at the second stage. With how weak my qi was, I could not even use ten percent of my comprehension. However, as a being of darkness, there are many things I could do.
Standing still, I pushed my senses past the hundreds of guards, reaching a particular door surrounded by darkness. With a slight smile, the darkness began to bend and twist at my will as a body of pure darkness appeared. To me, techniques or Artes were unnecessary; If one had enough imagination and control, one did not need Artes to create. Not everything needed to be about killing, something most cultivators cannot understand.
Staring at the young woman covered in chains, I smiled as the darkness drew closer. "Do you wish to leave?"
With her long Amber hair hanging low, I saw a gleam of light flash as qi began to fill the heavens. Raising her head, I saw a bronzed skin woman release a blood-thirsty grin, "A Shade?"
"Greeting, little lady," I whispered in a demonic tone as my eyes began to shine with power glowing crimson within the darkness. A slight tremor ran through the woman as her chains began to shine, forcing her qi back in place. A pale look quickly began to appear around her copper skin as she glared daggers into me.
"So want to be my bait?" I asked, cutting straight to the point. "I could escape on my own, but governer bo annoyed me, so I wish to give him one final fuck you."
Drawing closer, I began to notice her long ears as I smiled, "So you must be what they call Dökkálfar, you are far prettier than I thought. The name is Arsene Snow."
"Zanris," the gorgeous woman stated with a cold gleam as blood began to leak from her eyes. Suddenly to my surprise, it began to twirl in the air shooting at me. However, I did not even bother dodging as it went through my body.
"It's just darkness, not even my real body. But it's my first time doing something like this, so chill out a bit—the things we can do with a little imagination. Why cultivators only focus on battle Artes is beyond me. Now Zanris care to make a deal with the devil?"
Closing her eyes, Zanris suddenly snorted in derision, "Why would I help you? You are not powerful..."
Before she could speak, darkness stormed some of her chains before turning white. Applying the flames of hellfire for an instant, a single chain melted into nothing as her eyes opened wide.
"All I wish is to have you, my dare. Not sexually, of course. All I want is you." I lightly said my words, a little vague for her to interpret in the wrong way " Of course you can 'leave' this place once we are out."
"You will let me leave?" She asked with a hopeful expression that brought a rather ruthless gleam to my soul. Noticing the webs that covered this dark cell, I nodded.
"You may 'leave' anytime you wish." but you will still be mine, my dear little elf. Once you are mine, you will forever be mine. Next time specify what you wish to leave this prison or my ownership. You will always be mine.
Drawing a contract within the darkness, I placed it before her with a bloody gleam within my dark appearance. "the contract, all it needs is your blood."
Zanris seemed a little hesitant as she shook her head, "No, swear to the gods. Swear to the..."
"Fuck your gods; I worship no one. I am a being of the Nines. You little insects may crawl before your little gods like lost sheep, but I will not. Sign the contract or stay here for all eternity."
Opening her eyes wide, Zanris shivered, beaming with delight, "Good, Good, you are not a fanatic." She said, her golden eyes glimmering like two suns as a drop of blood fell upon the contract.
"Welcome to the Clan."
Opening my eyes, I turned to the hundreds of Peak Realm of truth before walking away. Zanris would be my first. She would make a perfect demon, but I wonder what type of demon she will be. She is a dark elf, so she should still retain her elven heritage as a demon.
Taking my leave, I began forming contracts with hundreds of men and women bound by chains. None of them were even remotely as powerful as Zanris, but they were at the peak of the Realm of Truth or powerful mages, giving me tons of room to plan.
Licking my lips at the feast, I will have. I slowly faded back into the darkness, similar to a demon. I began wandering the halls watching the lifeless looks within many of the prisoner's eyes. I had destroyed about half of this prison with my flames, but they were still plenty of space as the warden began cramming multiple people in.
"Lucifers ass, I wish I had better control of my nose. This is worse than a sewer, I complained, covering my nose as I continued on.
"Bro, clean your ass, fuck. You smell like horse shit. "
"Fuck you, clean it for me then. "
"THE FUCK?"
"Bitch you heard me! I got the je..."
"Time to go," I stated, turning straight around, not daring to wonder anymore. I was done.... this is not fun at all. Prison Life was hell, but one thing I did noticed was it was deeply segregated between races, with humans being oddly enough at the bottom. While there were more humans within the prison, they lacked in many areas as they needed time to grow while Elves and other creatures were born with superior traits.
But one thing I had regarded, Zanris was the second true elf I met, with Silvia being the first. She was a true pureblood while everyone else was mixed with something.
Making my way back to my cell, I sighed. Why did I think this was a good idea? I would rather be doing trials than this? Why do people not kill themselves having to live here? Is life here that good? Living throughout years stuck behind walls? We all have to die, so why torture yourself when there is a way out?
"You Arsene?" someone asked from behind as I turned to look at the large brawny man towering over me as though I was a child.
"A giant? Fuck did you kill your mother coming out? How the hell can you be so big."
"I did, actually, but that's beside the point Vexioe wish's a word." He said with a ruthless grimace as I eyed the various tattoos around his body. Yet again, I saw those markings.
"I'm going to pass," I weakly said, shivering, "I have seen things... I need a few days. "
Snorting, the Giant sneered, flashing his brown teeth filled with golden plack as thick as a newborn's arm. "It wasn't a request, boy." He coldly spat as his body began to radiate the Aura of someone at the Gate of Death.
Sensing the Aura of Death emanating from his body, I narrowed my eyes, smiling with a hint of bloodlust. Raising my palm, spear intent began to fill the air as he opened his eyes wide. I could see a hint of tears streaming down as my spear intent began already piercing into his eyes.
"You!!!" he roared as a powerful battle intent began to fill this foul prison. "YOU DARE CHALLENGE ME!!!"
None of the guards interfered as most of them were around the peak of LIfe gate, but even then, looking at the clear amusement, I knew they would not interfere even if they could.
<Demonic Vision>
Activating my eye technique, my sight began to warp as I stared into the giant before me, glaring daggers into my skull. Clenching his fist, his body began to blur as my eyes tracked his every movement. Watching as his tattoos glimmered, I prepared myself for the unexpected.
With a slight movement of my body, I dodged like a leaf in the wind. I did not know why, but what should have been a challenging battle didn't seem like much as I began weaving through the various strikes that could kill me with the slightest touch.
Gate of Death, in contrast to the Realm of Life that would give you a powerful vitality, raised your physical strength so much your body would begin to break down due to its power. Hence why many called it the Gate of Death. It was a dangerous stage that improved your battle prowess so much but at a price.
Yet before my eyes, the Gaint was a child as I simply read all his movements like a book. Feeling my left eye beginning to pulse, I smiled as fangs began to spring up from my lips.
"Silly little insect. Did you think your power was enough?" I whispered as the spear intent around my fingers began to overflow from my body. Like a bolt of lightning, my arm slammed into the giant's chest, blasting him away.
BOOOOOOOM!!!!!
"AAAAHHHH," He bellowed as he slammed into a cell denting the bars. A vicious light appeared as he looked down at his smoking chest that had not even penetrated his skin. Frowning at my level of power, I sighed,
"In the end, I am still at the peak of Gate of Man...At least for now. with the number of souls I have, I should have another break, though within a few days."
Pushing Soulforce into my body, I entered a state of enlightenment, trying to comprehend more about spear intent. Since my intent did not come from the heavens, my spear intent was severely lacking. However, even though I didn't have Dragonsbane using my arm as a spear, I shot towards the giant raining strikes over his body.
"AAAAAAAA Stop dodging coward!!!" he roared as his fist came crashing down towards my head. Twirling at the heals of my feet, I twisted around his strike, leaping into the air as my finger suddenly plunged into his left eyes.
Bursting into laughter as blood gushed over my arm, I kicked off his face ripping his eye from its sockets as I enjoyed the sweet songs of his screams. Crushing his eye, I roared in hysteria, feeling a worthy challenge.
"Gorgo, hahaha, your so pathetic," the other inmates began to exclaimed as they watched, laughing at the bloody scene before them.
"It's true, but that kid is a demon. How can he battle a Gaint at int the early stages of Death Gate?
"Come on, that boy is only at the peak of man. He is probably a sorcerer.
"EAT HIS ASS GORGO"
"KILL HIM!!!!
"KILL!
"Shut the hell up," Gorgo the Gaint screamed as blood covered his face. A vicious light began to shine as he clenched his fist.
Suddenly I could feel the air around me begin to shift as vital qi began to gather at his palm. Opening my eyes wide, the hairs on my body began to rise when a bright light flashed. Sensing the qi of heaven and earth acting up, my mind flashed.
However, before I could react, Gorgo shot his fist out as a beam of light shot towards me. Knowing I could not dodge, my armor flashed over my body as a massive sphere covered me protecting me as I pushed darkness out from my palms. Sweat ran from my brow as I released a warcry.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH BREAK!!!" I roared rushing the beam of light.
Slamming into the walls, I coughed up a mouthful of blood falling down to my knee, glancing at the giant who appeared in front of me in an instant.
"DIE!!!" He yelled as vital qi burst from his palm towards me.
Swiftly reacting, I stomped down, dodging at the skin of my teeth as his fist pierced through the prison walls.
Not losing my cool, I twisted my body rolling out the way before creating some distance.
"No, you...."
"Enough, Gorgo, I did not tell you to kill him," A powerful voice sounded as I frowned, pushing Soulforce into my arms as my fist shot up as a massive giant appeared, slapping his fist down towards my skull with the intent to turn me into a paste.
Feelings the chill of death, blood gushed from my palms, but my eyes glistened with a demonic light, with my heart turning colder. Suddenly a massive invisible sphere appeared as Gorgo flashed along with the new arrival raining punches towards me with the intent to kill.
<Arcane Gale>
Weaving and parrying within the first second, my body began to pulse as my arm vanished, shattering the sound barrier. With a horrifying intent, I stared deeply at Gorgo as my eyes read all his movement.
<Arcane Slash>
Suddenly my arm began to gleam with darkness as it flashed, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAH," Gorgo bellowed as his arm fell to the ground with a powerful thud. Hundreds of gasped filled the area as a terrifying fist came my way. Raising my arms at the last second, I could hear my bones crack as I was blasted into the walls.
Listening to the cracking of my skull against the cell from the impact, I didn't dear lose focus. I had five seconds left. Swallowing back the blood threatening to fall, my darkness began to overflow from my body as I shot forward at an impeccable pace.
SLamming into the giant, a brutal battle of clashing began to each out. Pushing the various concepts I had, I relentlessly used everything I had, even my qi, to get an edge. Although I didn't dare cast any artes. My qi could be hidden by the darkness, but it was over if it ever left in my body. Darkness could hide its presence within my body, not outside.
"Four Seconds left," I whispered to myself when I suddenly kicked off the ground, shooting towards the screaming Gorgo as my arm shot towards his head. Seeing my move, Gorgo dodged, but I suspected as much as my other arm flickered dug into his chest as his eyes opened wide in shock. With a swift flash, I shot darkness in as his pupils shrunk to that of a dot.
"S...s..sor"
Destroying his heart, I felt his soul enter my body as an influx of power filled my body. However, my battle was far from over. Raising my arm in a hurry, I blocked the newcomer's strike holding my ground as he roared.
"HOW DARE YOU!!!!!!! GORGOOOOO!!!!"
Snorting, I leaped away, releasing my Soulforce. Even though I had another three seconds left, I needed to remain conscious.
Breathing heavily, I smiled as blood ran from my lips over the shitty grounds; with a demonic laugh, I spoke, "are you, Vexioe?"
Clenching his palms, the large Giant looked down at his bloody palms, as blood also trickled down his lips and nose. however, unlike me, he was not seriously hurt. All of his injuries would mostly vanish within a few seconds.
"You are a monster. You are definitely not human. What realm do you hail from, boy."
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