《Birth of A Death God》Chapter 3-Awakening
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After a few minutes of meditating, Theo could manage his emotions much better than before and the aching in his muscles started to subside. Letting out a relaxed sigh, Theo decided to check out what he gained from the incident before. However, before opening up his screen, he saw a flashing light at the top right corner of his vision. Curious, he focused on it and in the next moment a series of messages flooded his face.
[Skill gained! Mind over body(Stamina+10, Strength+10)]
[Title gained! Will bender. You have a greater ability to control and manifest your will than most people.]
[Wrath evolved to Extreme Wrath]
[Hatred evolved to Extreme Hatred]
[Conditions reached! Evolution of next skill available]
[Evolved? Y/N]
'...' For a minute, Theo was stunned due to the myriad of skills and information being thrown at him all of a sudden. He immediately regained his composure and ponder about the skills. 'Mind over body is so broken man. With this I can easily overpower the city guards...but what about the evolution message?'
However, the more Theo thought about the decision to evolve, the more clueless he got, hence, he clicked [Y] after much hesistation. Instantly, the monotonous voice of the system began to sound in his mind.
Evolution confirmed>----
After the voice, there came a whiring sound which lasted no more than 5 seconds and in front of Theo, was a new message. Upon looking at the new skill, Theo could not help but gawked at the new skill and after clicking on the skill for more information, Theo was speechless.
It read[Skill gained! Impending Doom]-You induce fear into other people to paralyze them and your presence shall dominate over the rest.
After confirming that the skill is permanent, Theo immediately thanked the system," Ahh, The Almighty System, Thank you for your everlasting kindness. This one is eternally grateful!" He could not contain his excitement as this was after all, his first time. (Not having to feel helpless I mean!!)
Theo decided to check his status to see the changes which have been made in the last few minutes. With a slight will of thought, he brought up his status screen.
Name: Theodore Miral Kasis Race: Human Age: 16 Titles: Will bender Equipments: Slave's wear Skills: Impending Doom, Mind over body Health: 110/110 Stamina: 25/30 Strength: 30/30 Agility: 20/20 Mana: 5/5
After a thorough inspection of his status, Theo dark black eyes flashed with a tinge of light before quickly fading away. He was one step closer to revenge. One step closer to his freedom. And for this to happen, he must get strong. Quickly. Before leaving his room for his daily chores, he gave himself one last look in the mirror to make sure everything is in place. Once he ensured that he still looked the same as before, he quickly made his way towards the kitchen for his morning chores.
"It's okay. It's okay." A female elf said to the small demi-human girl in her arms in a soothing voice. The sobs coming from the small girl started to soften and eventually, coming to a halt. Ever since the small girl was born, all she saw was cages and chains surrounding her, care and love were completely foreign to her. All she remembered was that she is a slave and it is her job to fulfill her master's orders.
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In the dark room, 3 girls, a demi-human, an elf and a human, slumped against the corners of the room as if the corners are their comforting haven. They were bounded by chains and it would rattle unceasingly everytime they move. Their clothes were noting more than a piece of cloth; barely enough to cover themselves. Their bodies were covered with numerous wounds and also daubed with a thick layer of filth. Puddles of blood were splattered all over the room. The room itself smelt like death.
Just as the 3 girls were about to succumb to their drowsiness, the doors to the cellar were flung open and rays of sunlight poured in, blinding their vision momentarily. "How's the few days of rest? Hope you all enjoy it." A fancifully-dressed man spoke as he made his way down the stairs, carrying leftover food from the day before. The 3 girls hundled in one corner and shivered with every step the man took. The scene playing out before them was like a starving wolf drooling over his prey as he cornered them.
"Come here darling!!" The detestable man exclaimed as he lunged towards the 3 girls, aiming for the small demi-human child. "Ahh!!..."Upon grabbing her, the demi-human felt a huge pain at her arm like it's about to break and a wave of dread washed over her. 'NO! I can't let her suffer anymore!!I have to do something!' As the female elf thought up to this point, with a swift movement, she hugged herself around the legs of the man and desperately pleaded for him to use her instead.
"WACK!" With a huge backhand swing, his fist connected to her face whcih caused her to flew over to the side of the room. "HOW DARE YOU TOUCH ME!!" The man hollered out in anger and threatened her to stay down. Despite the pain and threats, she got up and crawlled towards the man, in hope of stopping him, but alas, what can a slave elf do against a fully-grown man. In a fit of rage, he pinned her down on her back and repeatedly puched her face while shouting, "YOU DISGUSTING BITCH..DIE...DIE..DIE!" Gradually, his fist slowed and after a few more heavy punches, he stopped and looked at her bloody and broken face with disdain. Her face was overflowing with fresh red blood coming out of her eyes, nose and mouth, several wounds have swelled up on her face, making her once elegant face beyond recognisable.
"Hah Hah Hah," As the man tried to catch his breath and calm himself, he caught sight of the elf's unclothed body which aroused him like an instant aphrodisiac. Abandoning the demi-human, he pushed her long slender legs back, and thrusted himself inside her. While this process continued for what seemed like ages, he would occasionally whipped and use his dagger to carve onto her, he gained maximum pleasure from it. However, how could her frail body endured this kind of inhumane treatment.
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After satisfying himself with her body, he threw her away without so much of giving her a second glance and before leaving the cellar satisfied, he gave the small demi-human a cold smile and mouthed, "I'll be back." By instinct, she shuddered and scurried back to the corner. After he left, the small demi-human quickly rushed the elf's side, begging her to wake up while her tears dripped onto her face. Watching the tear-stained girl, the elf gave her a weak smile and she said,"Don't cry my child. Stay strong." with a barely audible voice. Slowly but surely, her vision started to fade and despite several shakes and urges from the demi-human, her body never moved a single muscle anymore-lying there for eternity.
It was 3 months since he gained his skills, Theo has been pushing himself to the limits everyday and when his muscle ache and his mind losing consciousness, he would always remind himself the reason he seeked strength, and press on with his relentless spirit. 'Oh shit, it's time to clean up vonin's courtyard again' as Theo checked the time on his system, he let out a soft sigh and rushed off towards the noble's courtyard.
While Theo was sweeping away the fallen leaves unreluctantly, from the corner of his retina, he noticed a small cellar door near the edge of the walls of the courtyard. It is evident that it has been used recently, as the leaves around it were cleared. Wuahh.. Theo started to hear a soft sobbing sound coming from the cellar and he stealthily made his way towards the cellar. When he reached the cellar door without alerting the occupants inside, he could not hear ocassional rattling of chains and a soft sob every now and then.
'Should I open the door to investigate the crying, but what if...' As Theo hands hovered over the door handle, he quicky thought up of many scenarios that could and may happen. However, he decided to open the door, even if he was in danger, he can always made in out in time due to his increase in agility and constitution. With beads of sweats covered his forehead, Theo began to steady his hands and grabbed hold of the door handle. He opened it.
As Theo made his way down the dark cellar, it only had a few torches that dimly lit the cellar, but still, the tenebrosity shadow threatened to devour the last remaining lights. Almost immediately, a stench of death hit Theo and the scene before him caused him to bend down on his knees. As Theo hold back his vomit, he observed that dried blood was everywhere and in the corner, was 2 girls; one demi-human, one human. Just then, something in the distance caught his eyes, and when he turned to take a closer look, he froze.
Right before his eyes lay the elf who has been pushed to her limits and died due to exhaustion and blood loss. Theo could see her disfigured face and the gashes and bruises all over her body. After taking a long look at the elf, Theo realised that she was...no longer alive.
Theo shuddered tremendously. He fall onto his knees. No one knows what he was thinking but occasionally, he would shudder so violently that makes one think that he was having a seizure.
His thoughts went back to his previous world-He found himself back in his apartment, back when his parents were still alive, back when he was still a kid. "YOU WORTHLESS SHIT...JUST DIE ALREADY!" As his parents took turns to vent their frustration on him by beating at his face and body, they made death remarks about him-as if hoping that their words could kill him. As Theo protected his vitals, he would scream and cry due to the unbearable pain and upon hearing his cries, they would increase the intensity of their blows.
After what seemed like eternity, they were done with Theo and left him laying on the floor, his lifeless body, soaked in a pool of blood. Yet, his eyes contain fear, rage, hatred and of course...blood. Since then, it left Theo with a traumatised experience.
"YOU!! WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU HERE?! GET THE HELL OUT NOW!! YOU BASTARD!!" A loud booming voice rang out behind Theo, which brought him back to reality.
Huh? Oh. It's Vonin.
"Did you do all this?" Theo silently asked with his back facing him. When Vonin saw that Theo did not obey his orders, he was about to teach Theo a nice whipping lesson when Theo asked again, this time, with an air of mysteriousness filled in it,"Did you do all this?" Vonin was stunned for a moment before snorting, and smugly replied,"Yeah, so what bug?"
"Hahaha so it was you then...good...good..." As Theo's voice trailed off, he stopped shivering. While giving out occasional soft laughs, Theo turned around and faced Vonin. His eyes, filled with killing intent. His actions, filled with craziness. His mind, filled with madness. Vonin could not help but take a step back when he made eye contact with Theo; fear started to sprout in his heart.
Theo gave a crazy grin. And activated Impending Doom.
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