《The Cosmic Series: The First Apprentice. (On hold(life problems.))》The first day, of the first phase.(Chap 7)*Not edited*
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“Welter wall.” Said Heyla. A bubble adorned with red gold and carvings of constellations surrounded us. The creature that had fallen on the table stood up and two green slits opened. “Kill that thing. Kill them please” A voice filled with torture came out of the grey creature.
The creature twisted and smashed into me.
My vision blurred, and I was back at the passage with arcing hallways. What the hell is wrong with this place and life changing moments? I looked around...stupid carvings...stupid tiles...eyes.
Millions of eyes.
“Why wouldn't you save us?” the carvings on the hallways started to shine. “Why would you leave us?” Why was this happening to me!? “Why did you kill us daddy?” I gasped. “W-what?”
“Why did you become an endless walker?”
The world shifted and now I was standing In Front of a dying chained woman. “We endless walkers are the repugnance of time itself. Join me In death and become purified.” Her eyes glinted “I was so close.” her face became petrified.
“A bound one? I might as well help you,” A tall bestial figure shouted behind me, as he took hold of my right arm. “afterall im Chaos.”
The world distorted around me, and I was standing in the middle of a war zone filled with rubble and pools of grey matter.
It was not a warzone.
“Lem are you ok.? Said Cher as she ran towards me from the distance. Heyla was with her and two other people…
I was sitting on a block of granite with my whole body covered in blood and grey jello.
Wtf is happening to me? I saw a grey creature in the distance and I sprang up. My body leaned forward. I stepped on the ball of my foot towards the nail of my pinky in one fluid motion.
The world around me turned rough and stretched. Without even realizing I had made a shock wave, and now I was covered in fresh grey matter.
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I fell into the darkness.
I did not want to think that I was a million of millions-year-old entity. What where stats? What were those active and inactive skills?
I did not care.
I did not want to feel any pain. I wanted to go adventuring and have fun. Not feel pain, suffering, anger, sadness. I did not want to live a peaceful life. What I wanted was to have fun. Just like in a game.
I was pathetic, a coward in a more precise way. The only thing that made it possible for me to be alive, was that someone older or younger than me liked me and gave me powers. I was grateful for that. I really was. But If he could just make me feel no pain…
I was truly pathetic.
When was I getting out of here? I looked around and just darkness. I looked closer I was standing on a levitating rock platform.
BOOM! The darkness was lit by a blue thunderbolt. I took hold of my...sword? I looked at it. The sword was rough broken and almost ancient. The form of what looked like a giant serpent with hair came out of the ocean in the distance. So I'm standing in an ocean?
Its form came towards me. At least know this dream is going to end when that thing eats me.
It did not.
Pain. My whole world was pain. My skin had melted, my eyeballs were burning and my muscles were becoming stiff.
“Why must I suffer?!”
For suffering is the only way into the infinite beyond.
AAAAHHH!
/o(-)o
“Hey now it's my turn.”
“Hey shut up. I get to eat this one”
“God damn it.”
I woke up.
Dark thoughts came to my mind I grimaced and used the raging fires of will to stand.
I breathed out in relief. Cher and Heyla were fighting over a piece of meat. Why the hell must they use the words: this one?
I look a long look around. Why was. everything destroyed? What could have happened here for this whole city to turn into ruble? Did the invasion cause this? Then how did we survive?
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I looked at my naked body. The only thing left was my boxers that were perfectly clean. Perfectly changed. I hate these fucking visions. I saw my clothes burning in the fire.
Well looks like they did some inspection on me.
‘Cher look!” Heyla stood up and motioned to come to them with her face red as hell “Lem are you alright?” Heyla said. She did not dare look at me, and instead she was touching her legs nervously.
I walked up to them. “Tell me the truth.”
“What” They said simultaneously. “What happened here?” I said as I took a seat between the fire they were sitting around.
"You destroyed it all." Said Heyla as she took a bite out of the fish. "You don't remember?" She stopped eating a looked at me. Her eyes had changed to a red with white too.
"I don't remember nothing." I looked at them and they looked back at me socked.
I looked at them, until I noticed the pinging near the corner of my vision. What is this?
"Bonte."
"Hey!" Said Cher and Heyla as they looked at me.
*209,781,409 blood XP acquired. Please say "Chaos dertex" To see stats.* \\ ////
Active:
Godly constitution(Chaos)_/
inf will(Chaos)_/
Tantrums footwork_/
First realm of cultivation(Chaos directed)_/
First step of mana concentration(Chaos directed)_/
First aura dilation(Chaos directed)_/
Please say “Fuck thy self” to see all
...
what the fuck are you?
Age: 106, 518, 940, 728, 738, Years old. (Soul)
-19. (body)
inactive:
-Livetens grip(Inactive__/
-Ferge brusk(Inactive__/
-Belting(Inactive__/
-Blood energy refining(Inactive_/
...please say “Homueop Fuvk” to see all
\\\ //////
DAM! I really killed a ton of those monsters. "Chaos dertex."
Exp blood.
|
209,781,409
Points for stats: 209,781
Stats-
LIFE FORCE (Vit):21
MUSCLE TENSION (Streght):53
ENERGIES:32
MOVEMENT (Dexterity):15
BRAIN (Intelligence):64
I'm a collective consciousness that is the combination of any connected to me. I'm unbounded. I just inform, but with Chaos, I can make and add. ((Contact Chaos.))...Wait...never mi. 10,000
Well, I can deal with these things later, right?
I moved towards a pile of neatly ordered clothes and dressed.
“What were the two people behind you?” The red faces of Heyla and Cher instantly brighter up and Heyla said: “They were survivors who wanted to help, but when they saw what you did they left. ”That's is a relief. For a moment I thought that they were some kind of party wanting to join us or something." I took the fish out of Heyla's hand.
"That was mine!" Said Heyla, as she motioned to grab the fish from my hands.
“So where are we going now? My divine sense tells me we are close to the big cities.” Said Cher. Divine sense? “Oh yea what’s up with your powers?” I looked at Cher and Heyla.
“We don't know. We just have 2 unlocked powers. One is -demonic hummer- - welter bringer-. The other need us to cultivate which I think means to become stronger.” My interest piked up and I asked what did they do?
They were cheats.
-Welter bringer- made anything you thought of with holy power thingy, and -demonic hummer- made roots from thin air that would quickly pierce everything near it. Imagine the possibilities...yea my imagination was limited.
“And we thought we would not fit in this holy made bed.” Said Cher as she hugged me. If two of us could not use the ability I'm Sure we would be fucking on the floor.” Said Heyla as she hugged me too. What? “I-I MEAN. LIKE SLEEPING ON THE FLOOR.”Said Heyla as she reddened and covered herself more with the glowing blanket.
I smiled and closed my eyes.
The first day of the apocalypse had begun, and with it, millions of lives had gone.
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