《Story of Vita》The Forest King / Chapter 39
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Wait, more importantly, there are wendigoes in this world? I gotta meet one of those things.
Vita continued to think about the world while the necromancer started to move again. He walked around the table and pushed it over, creating a cover for himself. After muttering something, dark purple shadows moved to the cages and opened them up, letting all of the monsters and animals free. The dark purple shadows entered the minds of the released monsters and their eyes changed color to purple. A few of them tried to resist, but to no avail. The monsters charged towards Vita who was still thinking about wendigoes.
A horned rabbit with horns growing down its spine managed to bite Vitas shin. Kicking it away, Vita jumped onto the crowd like a wrestler jumping down on their enemies. Holding a small mutated goblin around the neck, using its body as a nunchaku to smack the rest of the monsters across their faces. The poor goblin only lasted for a few smacks before its neck cracked. The necromancer glanced over the bloodsoaked cover to see how the fighting went, only to get a faceful of dead goblin.
Vita bit down on a small red boar, ignoring the suprisingly hot blood that assaulted Vitas teeth. Eating it quickly as it seemed cool, Vita continued to fight the masses. None of the monster were as strong as the four armed skeleton from before, but these took more of a beating than the skeletons in general. Flesh and potential scales and whatnot sure helps with making monsters more resilient.
To the side however, there stood a fucked up looking deer. But it didnt have a head, more like a massive butthole for a face. It sucked in air, before spewing it out, aimed right at Vitas back. The sickly green vomit splashed across Vitas back, sizzling and burning away at the hairs, grass and feathers covering Vita.
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Vita command, this is Vita general. There seems to be a harmful substance attacking our back. Requesting permission to perform operation "touch the sky".
Vita general, this is Vita command. Granting permission to perform operation "touch the sky".
A slender creature tried to sneak up on Vita and strike from behind just as the acid was pushed off with enough force to hit it in the face. It started to scream and thrash around. It quickly fell down to the ground with its eyes melting off, twitching every now and then.
The roars of different monsters and sounds of flesh being teared off from the different monsters echoed through the dungeon. Whenever Vita took a bit too much damage, a poor creature would lose its limbs or guts and the damage would heal up. It didnt matter what tried to attack, either they only scratched Vitas exoskeleton or the damage would be minimal.
The number of monsters fighting Vita slowly but surely started to dwindle, something the necromancer was aware of. He acted so level headed and calm just moments ago, but now he was close to shitting himself in fear. Wendigoes arent the most magical monster, but its the myth behind them that makes them so terrifying.
According to myths, the god known as the Allfather created The Worlds Tongue to satisfy the need to have children as none of the other gods wished to have descendants at the time. The Allfather created more and more, some of the creatures created got too curious about the world around them. What exactly was found by the Allfathers creations is forgotten by time, but the creatures turned on their siblings and attacked without care. One of these creatures was the wendigoes. So horrible was their actions that the Allfather was scolded by the other gods for lettign such a creature to live. The Allfather wouldnt dare kill one of his own creations, so instead planted a curse on them so that they would never be able to reproduce.
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Every scholar whos focus is in the history of gods or in the history of The Worlds Tongue knows of the horrors of wendigoes. Due to their curse, the wendigoes that manage to survive the test of time are ancient enough to challenge even the dragons in age. So for one of them to be here, there was little to no hope for the necromancer. If he was to survive, he would need something just as or even more powerful than the wendigo.
Vita grabbed another mutated goblin by the nose and threw it at a dog like creature. Then, Vita grabbed the dog like creature and used it as a shield to block the jaws of a normal looking bear. Exept for its way too large jaw. It chomped down on the dog, breaking its spine and effectivly cutting it in half. Vita poked the bear in both eyes before grabbing another goblin to push down its throat together with the dog remains. A small bug with a large set of pincers tried to grab at Vitas legs, but was pulled up into the air and got its face eaten off.
Out of the blue, a random sheep with large horns rammed into Vita. Vita flew through the air and landed next to the flipped over table. Vita quickly got back up and saw the sheep charging again. This time prepared, Vita managed to grab it by the horns and used its force against it. The sheep flew over the table and hit the cages. Luckily its thick wool saved it from breaking its spine.
The necromancer reached out for the sheep with a bony hand with purple light coming out of it. The necromancer then produced a book from out of its cloak and started to chant. Purple shadows followed by purple lights spread towards the other creatures in the cave. The only one that wasnt effected by the purple light and shadows was Vita.
The creatures were pulled by an invisible force towards the necromancer. When they got close enough to the necromancer, their flesh quickly burned off. Only their bones were left floating in the air, surrounding the necromancer. His face somehow turned even paler and his eyes even more hollowed. He looked like a mummified corpse at this point with purple lines moving through his body.
Vita stood there, watching for a moment before leaping towards the necromancer. A sudden bone claw formed in the air and grabbed Vita with its massive claws. The dead corpses that were in the cages tore through the cages and flew into the mass of floating bones.
Slowly the bones started to spin around the necromancer until there was nothing but a blurry sphere of white. The ball grew large enough that it startet to touch the roof of the cave, drilling through it. It pulled Vita behind as bones were pulled out from the ground. When they resurfaced from the ground in front of the dungeon, the claw let go of Vita.
Vita looked up from the ground to see the bone ball slowly turn into something else.
Wait a fucking second... That cant be what I think it is, right?
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