Deep in the mountains, under the facade and hidden intentions, some would say pure evil has been released into the world. Summoned by humans to accomplish what they cannot, to use a force beyond their imagination in their own, evil favour.

Equal to parasites these mortals blindly scatter around the world, aimlessly following their greed and a deep desire for power while they themselves do not know what horror awaits at the end of the trail.

Now however, the end of the trail has finally been reached.

Ulbert looked to the abnormally postured skeletons in the distance. All of the muscle and skin from their bones gathered at the bottom of their feet, still simmering and smoking yet to cool down from the fireball he cast not too long ago. The spell truly was magnificent, everything that has been in the centre was obliterated into oblivion, and only a large blast mark was left behind. No fire is burning on the flesh and no smoke is present. The firestorm created was entirely magical and so were it's flames, hence why everything but heat vanished right after the explosion.

Ulbert shifted his gaze and glanced around the room. Even after the devastating blast, some humans did survive. Those lucky ones who were on the edge managed to hold on to their lives, only suffering minor burns they lay on the ground unconscious, knocked back by the force of the explosion.

Slowly, Ulbert inhaled the air around him. So unpleasant it is, the smell of burnt flesh that desperately tries to find cracks in walls to escape. A horrific smell that does not bother his nose as much as he thought it would, his mind acknowledging the foul stench yet his body paying it no heed.

This odour...It's disgusting but...Not unpleasant? Ulbert inhaled even more of the odious smell, filling his large lugs swiftly with the surrounding air. Now that I think about it, I can smell and feel so much more. Did the game change the sensing system? Is that even possible?

As his mind drifted away into the thought. Vela, struggling as she faced against Andras, glanced around the massive hall in despair. With her ankles cut and her body swiftly losing blood, no longer is she able to freely move and no longer is she able to fight to her full capability, cursing herself away for being so reckless.

With a face lacking any emotions, Andras glared at Vela. Vigilantly watching his prisoner and patiently waiting for a new command to be heard.

This whole time. He thought. You were lying to every single one of us. We all thought of you as a friend, a person we can trust, and you answered back with betrayal...

"There is nothing you can do, Vela" Andras spoke as he walked up and kneeled in front of her, showing that any of her actions would prove futile. He is in control and they both know it.

"Fuck you Andras, I hope you burn in hell." She spat out the words and stared back at him, her face showing only pure disgust and hatred.

"You are so foolish Vela, when will you realiz-" A hand, so unusual and abnormal with its touch, placed itself on Andras's shoulder. A hand that does not belong to a human, but a demon.

He slowly turned his head and laid his eyes upon Ulbert's claw. Reflecting the light of nearby torches it shone brightly into his eyes, and as if looking at a mirror, he saw his lord standing behind him with a grim face.

"M-my lord?" With a shaking lip Andras spoke, standing still for a split second before dropping down to his knees as to not offend. I did not even hear him approach. He thought while waiting for an answer.

"Good work my servant, leave me and this foolish little girl, we need to have a chat."

Ulbert's heavy words as if a shadow, succumbed over Andras in a flash and his body now too, began trembling with fear.

"O-Of course Lord Baphomet." Andras stood up and swiftly walked off further away from Vela and Ulbert. What would Lord Baphomet do with her? He thought as he walked past decimated bodies and oddly postured skeletons. The smell so sickening and ugly rolled inside his nose and spread itself all around, making him gag and cover his mouth and nostrils with a sleeve of his robe.

Yet before his mind could think of yet another thought, a skeleton, unlike the rest, took away his attention. Not only did the skeleton lack any sort of flesh, but half of its body was surprisingly missing. It seems that not only did all the skin, muscle, and organs burnt away, but so did all the bones making up a whole backside of the body. The fire was so strong, that it simply melted away the bones into dust that has been scattered around the hall, a very good example of how powerful the firestorm was.

With the sight so horrifying before him, he forced his legs to carry on walking forward, past the dead and towards those who are still breathing, clinging for life in desperate need.

He gulped as he stopped and looked at a pile of bodies, bodies of which some still drew breath.

"Please..."He whispered. "Please be there."

Andras approached and kneeled before the unfortunate souls, individually checking every single face in hopes of seeing the one that he is most familiar with, a face of his good friend named Tristan.

Hood after hood he lifted, face after face he looked at, none were what he wanted. And just when he thought hope abandoned him, he saw the long braided beard that only Tristan has, and suddenly full of anticipation, Andras uncovered the body of his friend from the pile and placed him on the cold, stone floor.

With two fingers below the dwarf's neck, he checked for a pulse. Nothing for a long moment but then, a heartbeat so faintly was felt Andras's fingertips, making him exhale in relieve while tears ran down his cheeks.

"Praise the gods." He kissed the forehead of his bald friend. "Praise the gods."

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"Now..." Ulbert looked at Vela with a wide smile, her eyes filled with fear. "What is it that I should do with you?" Now kneeling in front of her he asked.

"Death perhaps? No...Too easy. Torture could be one."

"You do not scare me with your words, you fiend! No spawn of darkness shall break my spirit, for I am protected by Alah Alaf, the god of light!"

She said as she stared into Ulbert's eyes. The fear vanished from within her eyes yet somehow, Ulbert could still feel horror pouring out of her like a waterfall.

What a dialogue. Ulbert thought as he let out a deep and menacing laugh.

"The belief that you trust so much, is what blinds you. Foolish human."

Suddenly, with unbelievable speed, Ulbert reached out his long and hairy arm and grabbed Vela by her throat, lifting her fragile body with ease while standing back up on his two hooves.

Struggling for her life, the legs that felt so weak a moment ago were now suddenly full of energy, kicking Ulbert as her body desperately tried to whirl around and escape his grasp.

Realizing that there is no way she can break out, in a last hopeless attempt, Vela pushed her legs against his body and grabbed onto his arm, shifting as much weight from her neck as possible.

How was he able to move so fast? I did not even see him reach out his arm. She thought as she struggled to gasp for air.

"And where is that god now?" Ulbert asked with a devilish smile on his face.

Fascinating. To be able to mimic human emotions so well. He thought as he examined her every single feature with a single, long look.

"Y-You...Will not...Get away. With this!" Vela spat through her teeth, struggling to use her vocal cords due to the pressure from Ulbert's hand.

This is so much fun! This new addition is exactly what YGDRASSIL needs, amazing work developers, absolutely amazing...But I want to see more.

Ulbert slowly began squeezing Vela's neck. Not because he desires her death, but because he simply wants to see what reaction he would get out of it.

I should not overdo it. He thought. The grand fireball is a weak spell, yet it one shot all of those NPC's. Meaning that their lvl has been quite low. If the game settings have not changed, then even my weak physical abilities would be strong enough to eliminate anyone here.

In YGGDRASIL, a level 100 can easily kill those that are of an insignificant level without ever using their main class, meaning that even a magic caster can melee someone with ease.

Just as Ulbert suspected, the pressure on her neck was not enough to kill her but more than enough to make her survival instincts kick in. With her face succumbing in a light blue colour and her body tensing up, she began urinating herself while hanging from his arm, wetting not only her clothes but the floor beneath her. Tears, snot and saliva have also begun dripping on Ulbert's hand, all while her eyes started closing and her heartbeat slowed down.

I have never seen an NPC so rea- Ulbert cut short the thought as he felt something he did not expect to feel, a human's pulse.

Now that his hand is as closer to her arteries as it could ever be, although weak, he could feel a pulse go through her body. Something an NPC should not have.

Wait...Is that a pulse? He asked himself as confusion spread all over his face. W-Why does she have a pulse?

Panicking, he released his hand and her body plopped in the puddle of her own urine, while he himself slowly retreaded a couple of feet away from Vela. Upon the release of pressure, she grabbed her own neck and couched in relief, her mind yet to come fully come back into this world.

Something like this is impossible in the current world of gaming. No matter how hard the developers try, no matter how hard the game mimics emotions, it would be impossible to make it feel so real. And Ulbert understood that.

T-That was not a feature in YGGDRASIL, that was not a feature anywhere! What the hell is happening?! He grabbed his head. Could this be a military experiment? The console no longer works, the NPC's act and feel real, even I...feel real. This can't be. This is impossible...There must be a way to get out here, a way to test if I am still in YGGDRASIL.

For a long moment Ulbert thought, and then a potential solution popped into his head. "A GM!" He spoke out loud.

Gm always comes if you break any of the important rules, so if I break one of them he must come. He must! I just need to figure out what rule to break.

He looked to Vela who is still recovering.

NSFW rule! How could I forget!

NSFW or 18+ rule. Is a very well-known rule that must never be broken by any player. Any sexual actions with an NPC or a Player will result in an appearance of Game Master and a ban. Not only that, but anyone who violates the rule will have their real name appear on the game's websites, showing the whole wide world what kind of pervert that player is.

For Ulbert, breaking the rule would be embarrassing and very humiliating, but at this point, he no longer cares about the consequences. He could blame it all on the fact that all functions of a console are bugged, so he could not exit the game at free will.

Yes, yes. That should do it. Slowly, the demon approached Vela and crouched down in front of her, she could hear him no doubt, but was it fear or disgust that prevented her from looking at him, he does not know and nor that he cares.

Without warning, Ulbert swiftly placed his claws on her shoulders and with ease, tore her robe apart revealing bands of fabric that partly cover up her breasts. On instinct, her trembling hands covered up her unrevealed chest, while her snivelling echoed throughout the hall, making Ulbert somewhat uncomfortable with the actions he has to take.

Upon seeing her relatively exposed body, he quickly stood up and looked around for a GM to appear, yet nothing happened...

Is this not enough? Doubt spread throughout him. Okay, then what about this!

He grabbed Vela's trembling arms and by force, took them off her chest. Spreading them out wide open before pressing her hands against the freezing stone floor.

"Do not. Move." He said in a deep and threatening voice, causing her to lower down her cry and whimper as chills ran down her spine. Of course, her mind begs not to obey him, yet her body froze in horror, perfectly understanding that if she does not listen to his commands her life will come to an end.

Ulbert pointed one his razor-sharp fingers towards the top of the fabric, and without applying much force, he sliced through it without touching her skin. As the cut fabric fell onto the floor, it released pressure from her chest, causing her bare breasts to pop out and expose her skin to the cold winds of the hall.

Upon seeing the woman's nudity, panic spread over Ulbert as he looked away, so surprised and shocked to see a fully revealed chest. In YGGDRASIL, even if a player does manage to undress a character, the textures would simply not show. Meaning that in this case, he should not even be able to see her breasts, let alone the skin.

She...She has skin...That's not possible. The textures like that do not even exist in the game...

Ulbert once again looked around.

There is no GM and I am not banned...Why...

As he stood still, all of the recent events replayed in his mind. The screams of those that he burnt alive began ringing in his ears while the disappearing smell of their simmering muscles is now once again lingering around in his nostrils. The realization washed over him like an enormous wave, drifting him far away into the sea of reality.

"T-Those...Those people..." He muttered under his breath. His mind craves for his eyes to tear up yet his body refuses to do so. He wants his stomach to twist and bend, he wants his body to violently shake and tremble, he wants his knees to give out and for his body to fall unconscious. He begs to feel human even after all those horrible things he has done, his body, however, denies all the cravings of the mind.

"W-What...Have I done..."