My World Traveling System: The Harbinger Of Death Chapter 119
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Frank took a shower, feeling refreshed and walking down the stairs, he had gotten strange dreams almost every time he slept on Earth, it was almost way too uncanny for him, as each dream seemed sequential, as if his dreams were simply recalling his past and childhood.
He wondered internally what all this meant, but he could not help but think that it might all be a simple coincidence.
After all, he was rather traumatized in his childhood, and even after many years have passed since then, the emotional scars within him remained.
However, Frank always liked to think positively and realistically, thinking that those things were long gone in the past and that he now had a completely different present to live.
Well, perhaps he might be a lot happier and carefree if he has not acquired the ability to travel through Worlds, which also ended up opening him to the 'real world' of Earth, the underworld, where he was revealed the truth the world he lived in.
Although yesterday was an incredibly intense day, Frank decided to simply shrug off those things, for now, his mental maturity was impressive, and he was able to cope with such challenges that rained over him every single day, for now, he simply wanted to relax with his family, and be with those he loves.
"Maybe I just like to pretend that everything is normal…" thought Frank as he smiled bitterly.
He walked down the stairs, as he suddenly noticed the strange, copper-like smell in the air.
Alongside that, he realized that his mother did not call him in the morning, something that happened most of the time.
…And also.
Everything.
Was rather silent.
Frank finally directed his face upwards, as red greeted his sight.
Everything was painted in red.
Blood.
There was blood on the entire first floor.
Frank's eyes lost their light, as they dig deeper into his eye sockets, his entire body was paralyzed, as he felt like he could not move.
No one was restraining him, however.
He simply was terrified.
Terrified of the sight before him.
He was not able to feel anything at all.
Not any bloodthirst.
Not any sound.
Nothing at all.
It was as if nothing had happened.
Up until he descended the stairs.
Frank's eyes seemed terrified, as the small voice of Hades resonated within his soul.
"Brat! Snap out of it! GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER!"
"Ah!"
Frank suddenly felt as if he woke up, but everything was the same, the blood, the smell, the terrifying sensation within his body.
Finally snapping out of his state of shock, he glanced everywhere, looking for the source of the blood.
And there they were.
The freshly killed corpses of two adults.
A man and a woman.
He knew very well who these people were…
He knew them very well.
They were his beloved family.
Okita Katsumi, Frank's stepfather, laid on the floor, his face seemed in anguish, his torso was filled with stab-like wounds, as oozy purple slime began to drip out of his body.
His head was freshly severed out of the head, as its neck released a stream of blood.
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[Proficiency earned, you acquired the [Anger: Level 1] Skill]
And Amelia, Frank's mother, laid near Okita, her face seemingly in the safe anguish, as her stomach was wide open, revealing her innards oozing out with a purple-colored slime that was slowly melting the flesh, releasing a smell that almost made Frank want to vomit.
[The Level of [Anger: Level 1] has increased]
But Frank felt something more.
A feeling that was stronger than anything else now.
[The Level of [Anger: Level 3] has increased]
He wanted to scream.
He wanted to scream louder than anything.
[The Level of [Anger: Level 5] has increased]
His heart began to beat incredibly fast, his entire body began to drip cold sweat, and his breathing intensified.
"Mom…? F-Father…?"
[The Level of [Anger: Level 8] has increased]
Frank's eyes were set on his parent's corpses, as he could simply not hear Hades voice, resonating within his soul.
He simply could not believe what was in front of him.
Deep inside, he wanted this all to be another of his weird dreams.
But he had woken up.
This was not a dream.
This was reality.
[The [Anger: Level 10] Skill has awakened into the [Rage: Level 1] Skill]
"Frank! Use Undead Transformation! Quickly!" cried Hades.
"Ah! I can… revive them!" thought Frank, the light finally coming back to his eyes, as he tried to activate magic, alongside taking out his shadow to bring Nezhit, Ruby, and Zhulong.
However, before he could do such a thing, someone's else presence emerged, two people, to be exact.
"Man, was it hard to track you… You're quite the sneaky brat, aren't you, Source?" said an unfamiliar voice.
Frank was paralyzed once more, as the presence of something lurking behind him all this time finally emerged.
A tall man with a slim complexion, wearing a black hoodie and jeans.
His face was pale white and covered in wrinkles.
His eyes shined with a purple and eerie light, filled with a deadly bloodthirst.
Behind him, there was a long and strange tail-like appendage, resembling the tail of a wasp, covered in a thin exoskeleton.
The tail had a sharp stinger, dripping with purple ooze.
And at his side, there was a young little girl, trembling.
[The Level of [Rage: Level 1] has increased]
"What do you think? Was I a bit too harsh? Haha, it was good. I liked how they screamed so much… Oh, that woman in specific agonized the most… It has been some time since I've killed people that were so tightly attached to life. I would often kill guys that seemed to even be happy to be killed, so boring… But these guys, they were amazing!"
"What… What are you talking about?" asked Frank, his face twisting around, he didn't know what kind of face to put to the strange in front of him.
"Hm? Oh! I forgot to present myself… Haha, they call me the Wasp by the way… The bosses sent me here to bring them the Source… you! Actually, I should not have killed them, but I couldn't contain myself! Oh, don't worry, this little girl was very obedient and glanced paralyzed as I killed them, so I will forgive her life… How nice of me, right?" said the man…
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[The Level of [Rage: Level 4] has increased]
"Kamei…!" said Frank, his eyes deepening as he tried to extend his hand towards his little sister.
"Nii-sama" cried Kamei, her entire face was shrouded in tears as she continued to see her parents slaughtered in front of her.
Frank's mind began to think faster once again, Hades finally got to him!
"Brat, this is bad! This guy…! He's ridiculously strong! You have to… run away! You'll get killed!"
"What?! I can't… I can't run away! My sister… is right in front of me!" cried Frank through his mind.
"But kid…! You…!"
[The Level of [Rage: Level 7] has increased]
Flash!
Frank suddenly transformed, converting into the Undead Progenitor, as purple and blue flames shrouded him!
"Leave her… go…" said Frank, his crimson eyes flashing with a light of complete bloodthirst.
"Ho? So you can transform like me? Amazing! Man, what a waste… we could even make a good pair or something… Anyways, you are up for a fight? Are you sure?" asked the Wasp, as he slowly moved his stinger through Kamei.
"Nnghhkkh…! W-What do you want?!" asked Frank.
"What do I want? You, of course!" said the Wasp.
"Me…?" asked Frank.
"You possess the Source, what my bosses want more than anything at the moment. Man, they are a handful, those guys… A-Anyways, sorry for getting out of topic, a bad habit… Now, now, the Source is the little thingy you got a few days ago… The power, or whatever you call it! Can you handle it to me?" asked the Wasp.
The question that Frank was asked did not make any sense.
Frank was hit with Thunder through his sleep, awakening his ability…
But he did not even know that the power itself was called the 'Source'.
However, even then, he didn't know how it could be possible for him to 'give it away'.
It was a power, something that was already even part of his soul.
How could he possibly give it away?
He did not even know how to do such a thing.
"…How can I give it to you?" asked Frank, as he slowly moved his hands behind his back.
"Pretty simple! Kill yourself, and then I will catch your soul! That's all… Although you are now an Undead… that's weird, well, maybe you can still kill yourself?" asked Wasp.
"Do you… promise… That you won't hurt Kamei?" asked Frank.
"Hm? Oh! Yeah, yeah, I have had my fill. Pinky promise!" said Wasp.
"(Hades, take control of my soul the moment I destroy my heart…)" muttered Frank through telepathy, only for Hades to hear his words.
"What?! You will destroy your heart?! But even as an Undead…! You will… What?! You can't…! You have to run away! You… FRANK!" cried Hades.
"(Do as I say…)" said Frank through telepathy.
"…Alright, okay!" said Hades.
"(Nezhit, Ruby, Zhulong, the moment Hades takes over my soul, you two jump over Wasp…)" communicated Frank through telepathy, reaching his shadow, where his monster pets and Nezhit were ready to fight at any time.
Frank slowly walked near Wasp, getting near Kamei.
"Hm? Ah, you're going to destroy your heart? But isn't this a bit graphic to your little sister?" asked Wasp.
"Kamei… I am sorry… I have been… so weak and foolish… So… self-conceited… I… I am sorry…" said Frank, his eyes glowing with eerie crimson red light, although his sister could see the sincerity in his eyes.
"Nii-sama… What… are you… talking… about?"
Frank smiled at Kamei, as his hand-shaped itself as a metallic claw.
Wasp smiled at him.
"Man, how easy…" he laughed.
His claw slowly neared his heart.
Frank could feel as if his heart, although not beating, was an important part of his body…
If he destroyed his heart…
Even Hades knew that something bad could happen.
But he knew what to do.
[The Level of [Rage: Level 9] has increased]
"I'm sorry…" said Frank, as his claws penetrated his chest, nearing his heart, and grasping it!
He began to exert pressure into it until his heart began to burst.
Enormous pain filled his entire self.
And like a balloon.
His heart exploded.
Frank's consciousness began to drift out.
The pain was unbearable, even as an Undead.
He vomited blood, as his eyes rolled out, falling into the ground.
Wasp laughed.
"Hahaha! He really… He really did it?! What a stupid idiot! I cannot…! I cannot believe this! Hahaha!"
And as Wasp laughed, Kamei cried even louder.
"Aw come on, can't you shut up? Let's take a pic of your little bro before I grab his soul… haha," laughed Wasp grabbing his phone and pointing it to Frank's corpse.
Flash!
For that millisecond.
For that small millisecond where the Wasp laughed and lowered his guard.
The shadow of Frank expanded below Kamei, as she disappeared.
And instead of her.
An enormous man wearing broken dark armor emerged, alongside a giant fire dragon and a floating thunder dragon.
"…Eh?"
Even Wasp could not believe what had just occurred.
And alongside the surprise.
His feet suddenly began to blaze in purple fire.
He moved his sight below, as Frank's eyes glowed with purple light, covered in the same flames.
His entire body was coated in the aura of death.
"Now!"
[The [Rage: Level 10] Skill has awakened into the [Wrath: Level 1] Skill]
[Conditions met, you acquired the [Zenith of Wrath] Title]
[Due to the effect of the [Zenith of Wrath] Title, you acquired the [Wrathful Aura: Level 1] and [Wrathful Rampage: Level 1] Skills]
[The [Body Aura] Skill has been integrated into the [Wrathful Aura: Level 1] Skill]
[The [Rampage] Skill has been integrated into the [Wrathful Rampage: Level 1] Skill]
[Wrath: Level 1/10]
In exchange for sacrificing your sanity, combat ability increases exponentially.
When activated, your soul is slowly consumed.
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