《Jacob WillBreaker》Chapter 28 Long live the king
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Once my body Is ready I spend the rest of the day and night meditating to prepare myself for what is to come. I meditate day and night as the energy inside of me becomes increasingly violent, as it tries to frantically escape.
Then it suddenly explodes dowsing my being with immense pain. I lose control of my body as I spasm around on the floor, the feeling of snakes slithering around my brain tears at my mind. Snarling in rage I claw at my head and face until I feel my heart cave in on itself as my blood starts to flow backward, tearing my veins and arteries apart.
I stay in the state of pain and confusion for half a day until it stops as suddenly as it started and I regain control of my body. Healing myself as I sit up.
[Well that was fucking unpleasant. I loved it hahaha.]
I take a deep breath as I begin to focus.
[But I better have some kick-ass powers, after all, that.] I look around the hut and my body trying to find something different about myself when I feel the emotions of confusion and concern coming from the direction of Shade, “Ah it's ok shade...wait, ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS? THAT'S MY POWER? FEELING EMOTION? WHAT BULLSHIT IS THIS?”
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POV MC after 2 years
It has been 2 years since I have gotten my powers, and I spent each and everyday day training like there was no tomorrow, no matter how utterly boring it was. After removing the vast majority of my body mass I began to train my body again from scratch. While I did this I would take control of my aura and move it around my body. My aura gave off a sinister feeling of bloodlust, which when I thought about it, made sense. I have spent the last year killing and eating people even before I developed my powers so it would make sense for the aura to be influenced by this.
The aura increased my body's performance and seemed to grow in strength parallel to my physical strength and my willpower as well as when using the aura itself like it was its own muscle. After a few days of training my body and aura, it all became muscle memory so I let my mind wander.
I trained my empathy power and soon found out I could sense the emotions of the creatures around me, this created a sort of emotion radar for me, allowing me to find a creature by following its emotions. After some training with empathy, I was able to tell apart the different emotions from multiple creatures at once. With more training, I was even able to influence creatures emotions by increasing or decreasing a certain emotion. After a few months, I was able to make the creatures feel different emotions and control their emotional state. I found that doing this was more difficult on the more intelligent and more powerful creatures of the forest.
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Empathy effects on creatures were magical and not a chemical effect which was a shame because I could have changed the chemical solution in the brain and kill everything with a thought, but even so, the empathy was proving to be a powerful support skill.
Over the two years, I would alternate training the empathy power with something new I found inside of my self. When I first discovered this I would have to stop physical training and meditate so I could reach the right state of mind. In this state of mind, I saw an empty purple and black landscape with floating dots. There where countless dots flying around at high speeds in unknown patterns.
I could feel the dots when I concentrated on them. Most had a different feeling while some had the same. Over time I came to associate the different feeling with the effects the dots have when they are linked up.
when I connected the similar feeling dots I thought where gravity by ‘drawing’ a line between two dots they stopped moving. It did not take me long to connected all the gravity dots but I immediately felt incredibly light as I began to float up into the air, in a panic, I disconnect the dots and fell. After more training, I was able to control the intensity of the effect through the thickness of the lines connecting the dots and the number of dots I connect.
[Having an absence of laws in me has appeared to give me access to a new ability. It appears to be able to affect various scientific laws and yet is the absence of power and matter? Fuck it, I will just call it the Void.]
With all my training over the two years, I slowly began to add my mass back, and with the void’s power, it did not have the negative effect of the weight. My aura grew stronger along with my power of empathy. Over the two years, I somehow developed a bond with Shade, I don't even need to try and find her emotions I just already know them and we seem to be able to communicate telepathically. Eventually, I reabsorb all of my old body matter but this time I can control the effect gravity has on me and I still weigh the same. I spend the rest of my time in the forest training with the other dots and hunting. But once the two years were up I decided that it was time for me and Shade to leave this forest to start our new life but before that, I wanted to hunt the king of the forest.
I have never had an encounter with the king of the forest, but I have seen it from a distance. It was a powerful human reptile looking hybrid standing at 12 ft tall with javelin-like spikes covering it's back and mud-brown scales. Its limbs had rolls on them but I don't believe they indicated fat. It had a huge dragon-like head with orange reptilian eyes and black saliva dripping from its maw. It was a powerful monster which defeated every foe with brutal efficiency.
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So I did what any sane person would do. Run around in its territory yelling obscenities about its mother, hoping to get its attention.
Now that I can control gravity's effect on my body with ease I could jump from tree to tree at incredible speed or I was until a giant javelin slammed into the tree I was jumping to, obliterating it. I was about to comment on its shitty aim until the javelin started to glow red and fucking exploded launching me back onto the ground.
With a deafening roar, the king of the forest tore through the undergrowth in front of me with another glowing javelin the ready.
“Hahaha, Not so rough daddy it's my first time taking something so big."
I hit the backside of my head as I tilt it to the side, a distorted grin covering my face.
"Oh, daddy dear do try to be fun to play with.”
To throw the ‘King’ off I make temporary copies of myself what scatter in different directions. The temporary copies were something I developed when experimenting with my aura.
I could make my aura form an image of myself which would be useless as a person can't make an aura leave their body, but I came up with a solution. I would create a small central nervous system and four pieces of spider silk. The silk would act like limbs while the small central nervous system would respond to my will allowing me to take control. Lastly, my aura image would make the silk puppet look like me. Sadly I only had the strength to lift 60kg and run 40km/h, but they were great distractions.
The ‘King’ looked around in confusion and launched the javelin at the largest group of copies destroying them all. Meanwhile, I have gotten off of the floor and was now at the ‘kings’ side and by heating and secreting my claws with acid while vibrating the cell at high speed I cut deeply Into the 'kings' side while releasing Hemotoxic venom (destroys red blood cells) into the bloodstream.
Roaring in pain ‘king’ backhands me but as it does, the rolls on its arms straighten out like a spring revealing an elongated arm that has just bitch-slapped me at high speed. I absorbed half of the kinetic energy due to the power of the void.
I skid across the ground before getting to my feet and using bone blades to slow myself down. "Tehe."
I won't be able to store the kinetic energy for long so I sprint at ‘king’ throwing a right hook to its chest while releasing the energy.
‘King’ flew back as a fist-shaped indent appears on its chest. Howling in pain it spits a torrent of black saliva at me. Using the power of the void again I teleport a meter to the right, the maximum distance I can teleport at the moment.
Sending a tether made from hair towards ‘king’ I use it to propel myself forward to introduce its solar plexus to my knee. Using its chest as a springboard I backflip off while kicking its head in the process.
Landing on the ground I begin in an exchange of blows. Slashing with my claws, stabbing with my tail and striking with my legs. I dodge every strike or slash from ‘king’ moving my cells out of the way of the blows and reforming them after they pass, leading to a one-sided slugfest. That was until I noticed it was healing every bit of damage it was reviving. The broken scales and blood gushing wounds were healing at a visibly fast pace.
“Well I guess you're not the ‘king’ for nothing then huh?, I should probably stop playing with you then.”
So I release my aura. The feeling of bloodlust, carnage, and power fills my veins and strengths my body. I take two consecutive strikes from the ‘king’ and store half the kinetic energy from each and then unleash the power of my aura and its own attacks on to the ‘king’.
Flying back with its chest caved in and coughing blood the ‘king’ lands on its back embedding its javelins into the ground. Seeing the bright glow under its back and sensing the vibration in the ground I jump up as high as I can and produce some wings to hover in the air.
It seems that ‘king’ exploded all of the javelins at once causing devastation to the surrounding area. Everything in a mile radius was destroyed, broken shards of wood littered the blackened ground. And there in the middle stood a completely unharmed ‘king’.
“Mother fucker hahaha.”
I make two crossbows with bolts. The bolts, however, were not normal. The tip was a strong adhesive of the liquid bone mix with some of the ‘tube sider’ goo. The shaft of the bolt was connected to the crossbow by a long piece of spider silk. I fire both bolts at ‘king’ one on each shoulder and send a high voltage of aura lightning through the silk.
Aura enhances everything in my body that includes the electricity I produce, so by merging the aura and the electricity I have made aura lightning. With the high voltage ‘king’ fell to its knees and bellows.
Using the void inside of me I increase my weight to over what I would be naturally as I pull on the spider silk, slingshotting my self at ‘king’ with high velocity. As I fall I merge my legs together and make them into a bone spike which I spin and cover in acid.
The result is me piecing through ‘kings’ head and into the ground ripping its body in half. Covered in blood and laughing I retrieve the monster crystal and absorb the corpse. “Long live the king. Long live me.”
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