(“All sentences with quotation marks and in italics are in the Goblin Language translated to English for this chapter” “If the words are bold instead then that means Tremis is talking in it”)

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About 3 meters in front of him was a sharp turn to the left. He could “hear” the 6 Goblins coming towards him and a while away was the same Ogre that had dropped off his package.

With a few quick flaps of his wings, he made it there in seconds. Before he turned the corner, he stopped his momentum with a few flaps of his wings backward and simply turned the corner while walking.

As if he was meeting an old friend, he smiled and waved at them.

This action caused the Goblins to just freeze into position. They didn't think the thing they heard was actively searching for them, it should've run away if it knew what was good for it. They were one of the biggest Cobalus Tribes around and even the people with the armor and sharp pointy things that hunted other tribes should know this.

This one didn't look like them though, it had wings and only Demons should have wings like that. That meant that they were facing a demon!

Oh, how right they were.

“Lads, hold back. I’ll try to converse with the Demonic Creature,” said the Head Goblin of the group of 6.

He has the loincloth but he has a little bent club instead of the chipped sword the other had. Well, I guess everyone has their preferences.

Tremis reverse-gripped his Falx and let it stand up on its own with the handle facing upwards. He put both his arms on the handle and rested his chin on his arms.

“I can understand this fucking language you know and you dare call me a Demonic Creature right to my face? Although you may be right, it's still very rude Sir.”

The little green creatures looked taken aback. Only others of their race were known to speak their language. It was practically impossible to replicate the songs without their unique anatomy.

“Ahh yes. Sorry, sir for being so very rude. For your esteemed self to visit this humble tribe there must be a reason. May this little servant ask you what this reason maybe?” The little 3 ft tall leader said.

Why do these Goblins sound so fucking sophisticated? Aren't they supposed to be these mindless wretches that know nothing but pillage and rape?

“Oh, then you little shit bags seemed to not have heard what I said when I entered this shithole.”

“And what would that be sir?”

“God is here to collect your soul.”

Before the leader could even respond, Tremis lifted one of his arms up and had his palm facing the little creatures.

The fire started to spew out of his palm continuously and reached the group in half a second. Extreme amounts of heat could be felt within the vicinity as loud weird throat sounds came from the Goblins being burnt alive. It seemed they were screaming but their vocal cords didn't allow the well known human scream.

Tremis sighed at how easily they died. Sometimes, it really is boring to be so powerful. Normally he could gain pleasure from being in fights and thinking about his next move over a long period of time.

Now, the only thing he can derive pleasure from is sex and watching the despair of his enemies. You know, classic stuff.

I understand your pain Saitama. Come on you damn Ogres, I wanna have some fun

Just as he finished thinking, he kicked his Falx and it flew through the air. Flipping multiple times as it went forward at breakneck speeds.

The Falx went right through an Ogre’s arm as it turned the corner, a few meters away from Tremis. It stuck right into the stone wall behind the walking behemoth.

Our long-haired psychopath had his hands in his pockets and walked slowly towards the Ogre, his body slightly tilted forward. When he passed by the Goblin’s corpses he moved his wings to come down and touch them. The black energy started pouring itself into the wings as the corpses disappeared.

[+67 Strength +34 Agility +49 Defense +24 Intelligence]

The Ogre held right below his right shoulder, where the massive hole was. Revealing the bone and flesh contained within the skin. Blood started flowing out almost as if it was infinite.

Seeing the blood, Tremis got a little excited and his pants started to grow a little tighter. He was only 2 meters away from the Ogre as he walked. His vampiric tendencies were starting to grow a little, especially within this dimly lit cave. He had just noticed the torches that lined the walls although they didn't seem to be helping much.

“Just so you know my dear Ogre buddy, You killed your whole tribe.”

With a quick flap of his wings, he was heading straight for the Ogre. Tremis moved his body to resemble a missile as his entire body was straight.

And just like that, Tremis had gone through the Ogre’s sternum. Going through its sternum completely removing it from the body and left the ribs broke. He also went straight through the Ogre’s spine on the other side.

Hitting the spine lowered his momentum just a bit as he went straight towards the stone wall.

With a ‘BOOM’ you could tell that Tremis might have gotten a minor concussion and a massive headache. There was even a little dent on the stone where he landed. His Falx was also nowhere to be seen.

The reason for that is, he had gone straight towards the Falx when he was about to hit the wall so he absorbed it when it lightly touched his head so he won't become a shish-kebab.

I really need to think before I do stuff. With such high Intelligence, you would think I would be smarter. Whatever I’m perfect the way I am.

If he is perfect then Hitler must've been Jesus.

Anyway, this self-proclaimed “perfect” individual was covered in blood, from head to toe. His suit pants had basically been dyed red at this point. At least he could just devour it. Speaking of devouring things.

Tremis licked his lips tasting the blood around them. As the sweet liquid touched his tongue, he got slightly more hard.

Man this skill has really changed me, whatever, can't take it back

He looked behind him and he saw the Ogre corpse slumped over on the ground. His vision was slightly wavy but that was the concussion talking.

Now that he had such a big behemoth, he wanted to test something and maybe become a little more overpowered on the way.

He walked towards the corpse and flipped it over so its back would be on the cold floor covered in the well-known crimson liquid. He walked towards the hole he made inside its chest.

It's time to fit a 7-foot tall person in a 9-foot tall beast!

He cupped the edges of the hole and started ripping off the skin, fat, and muscle so he could make the hole bigger. He truly is a fucked up bastard.

After a moment, a big hole was made. The hole went from its chest to its stomach. Tremis bothered moving out all the organs within the thoracic cavity and the abdominal cavity. I don't know why I needed to clarify since that's literally all the organs but it sounds better. He took out the heart first so he could have something to munch on as he did his work.

He slowly climbed inside the hole and forcefully pushed away all the muscle and bone that was still in his way. Before he climbed in he removed his wings as that would just be a problem. Just like that, he started devouring the body but he didn't want it to immediately go inside his body.

All the body turned black and just as it was about to be absorbed inside him, he contained it. He forced the energy to stay still and it took all his will to keep it from doing so. His head was starting to hurt. In fact, his whole body started to ache and his muscles spasmed.

His heart was beating at an irregular level. His blood started to feel as if it was boiling. Different body parts started to turn black and whenever they did turn black, that specific body part would be released from the agonizing pain. But when it went back to its original medium-dark hue, it would start again but it seemed to be amplified by 2.

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After 3 minutes of pure torture, results started to finally show. A huge burst of energy went throughout the whole cave and even the animals outside within a 100-meter radius could feel a chill down their spine. The body within the jet black corpse was completely dark just like the corpse itself.

A maniacal screaming started to echo within the cave but it didn't seem to come within the corpse and a certain corpse started to sit up.

The whole corpse stayed its pure black figure as its eyes shifted to a deep dark red. Its whole body also started to morph into a very familiar figure. The hole created by Tremis started to slowly fill up with this devilish dark energy.

It put its hand on the floor and slowly started to stand up. As it stood up, you could see the whole thing.

The corpse that had previously been an Ogre now seemed very familiar. It looked almost exactly like a certain psychopath we know. After it stood up, giant wings sprouted from the back and the figure groaned loudly as the process happened. The wings almost touched the walls of the huge cave. It could barely even flap inside of it.

There was now a 9 ft tall Tremis standing there. His long jet black hair reaching the floor. If he moved, a large amount would be dragging against the floor as if it was like a carpet. As aforementioned, its eyes were completely red leaking crimson-colored energy floating around the area of them. His penis was nowhere to be seen. Nothing that would be sticking out from his body was created, not even his nipples.

Inside this Demonic Behemoth, was an exact copy of it inside of it. Tremis’ real body was unmoving and his eyes were closed shut. It didn't even look as if he had eyes as his eyelids were completely black and blended in. It almost looked like a certain Jaeger and I’m not talking Afif.

Tremis had kept laughing, he could “hear” whole squads of Goblins and Ogres coming towards him since they could hear him but he didn't care. He just kept laughing and laughing. He was feeling so powerful, way more powerful than normal and here is the reason why.

[Host has created a skill!]

[Analyzing…]

[ERROR ERROR ERROR]

[Reporting Error to The Creator..]

[Error sent..]

[Creator has allowed the skill to be made but has weakened due to, “Waking me up from my fucking sleep.”]

[Principium Sanguis Evangelium LVL 1: When using this skill, the host replaces all matter within the target body into Energy while the Host is inside the body. Connecting the Devorare Energy with the Host, the Host is able to move around within the body with his own will. The body will then take on the image of the Host and increasing certain factors of the Host. Increases all stats by 1.5. TIME LIMIT: 10 MINUTES. Each level up doubles the time limit. CAN NOT BE USED WHEN THE BODY IS STILL LIVING.]

Tremis suddenly stopped laughing and turned his head to his left. There were multiple groups of Goblins and Ogres staring at him with fearful eyes.

He smiled from ear to ear with his eyes closed.

“Hi.”

MEANWHILE ON ANOTHER PLANE OF EXISTENCE.

There sat a figure. He was floating within what seemed to be space.

Galaxies surrounding him and every time he breathed out, one was destroyed and every time he breathed in, another one was created.

It laid on a red couch. The figure had dark brown curly hair, a long braided ponytail floating around him. There was a tiny scar on top of his left eye. There was even a mole under his left ear. This godly figure was wearing pajamas with universes imprinted on them and they seemed to be moving even the tiniest bit. There was a large white body pillow that was kept between his crotch and he had his arms wrapped around it. He kept his eyes closed, though it seemed like he could still see.

“Waking me up for the smallest things, now I can't go back to sleep.”

“That Avatar of mine can sure piss me off, im glad I nerfed his little overpowered skill, he deserves it after waking I.”

“Might as well look at his antics, after I gave him the system I just fell asleep. I hope he doesn't remember it took a few millennia for me to remember to put him into Elanthria.”

In front of The Creator appeared a large holographic screen displaying Tremis.

“Oh, he looks different now.”