《Cliché cliché the classic cancer cliché》Chapter 85
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"Stats" Dominic called out, the moment he found himself back on the world.
Name: Dominic Class: None. Alignment: (the sect the user follows) Potato Money: ???? Skills:
Almighty Strength
[Skill detail] Allows the user to overcome ALL negative effects such as diseases curses etc. with pure strength alone. Effect varies based on strength.
Pain Resistance
[Skill detail] Able to resist pain to a certain extent
Hidden skills: (hidden from prying abilities) -NIL- Extra Skills: (Skills not aqquired naturally) -NIL-
Unique Skill:
(Skills owned and only weilded by that individual)
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Titles:
(system granted or given by others)
[Detail] The user has beaten his aging process.
[Detail] Has completely eradicated a god from existence (All stats +10%)
[Detail] Has slain someone associated with the greek mythology (INT +5)
[Detail] Gods tremble before you (STR+5% DEX+ 3%)
[Detail] Has done deeds beyond mortal and perhaps godly limits (All stats +3%)
[Detail] Has completely desecrated a city (curse nullfied)
[Detail] Literally shook the world (STR +5%)
[Detail] Ensured that not a single survivor survived your enslaught (curse nullified)
[Detail] Shattered a star or a god affilated to the stars had been slain (STR+2%)
[Detail] Unable to be measured in units
[Detail] Destroyed most natural habitats
[Detail] Has killed and taken more than a billion lives(curse nullified)
[Detail] Has destroyed enough nature to anger nature itself (curse nullified)
[Detail] Overcame the strongest of control (100% resistance against controlling abilities)
[Detail] Has shown the ability to kill off emotions (Pain resistance skill)
Hidden tittles:
(Hidden from prying abilities)
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[Detail] Has slain or killed before.
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[Detail] For taking the affection of one of the gods.
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[Detail] Has slain the strongest of the phantasm realm.
Bonus effect: Phantasm monsters passively fear you.
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[Detail] Has slayed the strongest monster to exist.
Bonus effect: All monsters revere you.
Strength:
(The health and damage dealt scales with this value alongside the system Inventory size)
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Agility:
(The speed and damage dealt scales with this value)
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INT:
(The magic and pisonic and none physical damage scales with this value)
32.16
DEX:
(The hand eye coordination alonside other coordiantion with weapons etc.)
9652130
Blessings:
(Gifts from higher beings)
None.
"Where am I?" he looked around, as he found himself back at the kingdom where he had left from in the first place. "Lets find something nice to eat I guess" he told himself, as he took a leisurely walk through the city that was in flames. The neighbouring city had invaded, and the kingdom was no a thing of the past, nowhere to be seen. "Hey you!" a nearby soldier shouted at Dominic, as he walked passed them as they were rounding up the villagers. "Get your ass over here!" he declared, as he threatened by pointing his gun towards Dominic. "Careful there, I haven't gotten used yet" Dominic warned him. "I SAID GET OVER HERE NOW!" the soldier shouted. Dominic flicked his finger. It was light, extremely gentle, and yet the force carried by it pierced the soldier's head and destroyed half his entire body. The walls behind the soldier crumbled as well. "Wh....wha..." the nearby soldiers stared in awe and fear. "I warned ya" Dominic sighed, as he continued on his walk through the city. "Looks like no stores are open I guess?" he lightly skipped as he went on his way.
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"Ugh" a certain Nephillim opened his eyes.
"Im alive?" his eyelids felt heavy to move. For one who could easily crush worlds, it was comical in the sense of how weak he had became.
"Where am I? Oh right, I lost, so I guess this must be hell huh?" he looked around at the empty darkness spread before him.
"Wrong again" replied a deathly voice.
"This is my domain, only you and I exist here" Death appeared from nowhere and spoke.
"Why? Why did you spare me?" the Nephillim asked.
"Spare you? Oh please, I would gladly leave you to die but the thought of absorbing you sickens me" Death insulted the Nephillim.
"Also, it was a request from a certain person you might be quite familiar with, you know, the one who caused you to be in this state" Death told him straight.
"Tsk" the Nephillim spat. He felt humiliated.
"No matter, he left a message for you as well" Death ignored the reaction from the Nephillim.
"What is it?" the Nephillim asked.
"When the time comes, take the others and run, is what he said" Death answered.
"And also, I take back what I said about only the two of us being here" Death stated once more.
"It looks like we have an uninvited guest" Death looked towards the emptiness.
"I know your there, show yourself!" Death shouted.
However, nothing could be seen.
"Quite the shy one aren't you" Death remarked.
"No ! run ! hurry! his attacking from the front!" the Nephillim screamed at Death.
Death immediately jumped to the side, however, he found his ethereal body scratched. And the funny thing was, it didn't seem like it will recover.
"This sensation..." Death felt threatened by it.
"Can you see it? What is it?" Death asked the Nephillim, as he stood by the Nephillim's side.
"Heh, its what I was supposed to be fightning against" the Nephillim chuckled, as he looked towards the invisible monstrousity that was ahead.
It had tentacles upon tentacles with eyes everywhere in the darkness of itself.
"A destroyer?" Death understood.
"Yeah, and a pretty strong one at that" the Nephillim laughed.
"REEEEEEEEEEEEEE" a horrible screech came from the darkness.
"His comming! 35 degrees to the south!" the Nephillim warned, as Death grabbed the half-dead body and jumped away. He felt the darkness which is his own soul take damage as the floor appeared to have been ripped out and completely destroyed.
"This horrible power" Death spat.
"Make a contract with me! Hurry! Its the only way we can survive this!" the Nephillim urged.
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"As if I'll listen to your words!" Death shouted back in reply, as he felt the strange existence move closer.
However, he felt that the Nephillim's words made some sense in the least. His fear was understandable of course, if he has control over him, that would spell the end of freedom for all phantasm beings.
"GO my minions!" death summoned a swarm of skeletal beings that rushed towards the invisible entity.
However, something strange happened. The skeletons turned into candy. Literal candy. It was as though they had been forcefully changed.
"Could it be..." Death felt himself sweating.
"It can bend reality?!" he felt fear.
"Its a reality destroyer!" death trembled.
"Are you serious?" the Nephillim looked towards Death.
"Even if we formed a contract I don't think I can handle that" the Nephillim gave a half-hearted laugh.
"What if you had your full strength?" Death asked.
"Probably" the Nephillim answered.
"Looks like I'll be counting on you, and... I don't really want to do this but..." Death moved next to the Nephillim and placed his lips against his. Then, he sucked. Sucking the injuries sustained, the death that resided around the Nephillim.
"Blegh" both people spat immediately after.
"Its comming!" the Nephillim warned, as he immediately took on his true devil form.
And he lept forward, tackling the monster that attempted to change his body. However, he barely managed to resist the change, and landed a solid hit against the monster. The monster however, sprung up like it was nothing.
"DEATH! CAN YOU BUY ME SOME TIME?!" the Nephillim shouted.
"I can't kill it with normal means! just buy me 3 minutes! just 3 minutes!" the Nephillim exclaimed.
"I'll try" Death was sweating bullets.
He summoned swarms upon swarms of skeletal warriors to distract the destroyer for a while, but they dissapeared into random objects the momment they came up.
Meanwhile, Death saw the Nephillim gather energy in his hands. It was immense, conflicting and out of control. Whatever it was, it looked like it was able to deal some damage.
"Come at me you monster" Death shouted towards the emptiness.
And sure enough, it did.
His tophat turned into an anvil, as he jumped away to the side.
"Is that all you got?!" he taunted the air like a fool.
Gathering deathly aura around him, he attempted to make an attack in a large area, only to find that his aura changed to one that heals instead.
And then, he was hit.
Right in the guts, a hole bore through , a hole Death knew he couldn't fix alone.
"Ugh" he groaned.
"You damned thing' he shouted, as he struck back with a black laser that dissapeared into nothing.
"That's enough! move aside!" the Nephillim shouted.
In his hands was a ridiculous amount of energy.
"Dissapear!" the Nephillim shouted as he shot forth a ball. A flying ball moving faster than light.
It was small, and yet it felt like it contained enough force to wipe out an entire solar system. And in fact, it could.
"Kuh" the Nephillim spat out blood as well.
"I guess it was too soon for me huh?" he laughed at himself, as another ear piercing shriek was heard, as the monster dissapeared.
"Hey Death, you still alive?" the Nephillim asked towards the man who now stood before him with a hole in the gut area.
"Hahahaha, what a day" Death sighed while laughing.
"To think I would come this close to dying as Death twice today, how ironic" Death smiled.
Two times, one would be right now, and the other, would be when he stood near Dominic as he fought against the gods.
"This power feels familiar don't you think?" the Nephillim had already caught on.
"That other candidate, when he was fighting against my enslaved gods, the type of power was exactly the same!" the Nephillim exclaimed in his thoughts.
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