《I Am the "God of Death", Whatever That Means. (Original)》"Wait, WHY ARE YOU A KID?!" Chapter 6 (Original)
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As Vert reads the achievement he has completed, a ball of light comes out of the small gem and inserts itself into Vert's head once again. When it inserted itself this time, it felt different. It felt as if his consciousness had expanded beyond his whole body. He could feel himself inside of all the heroes he had just killed. He is taken aback by his newfound power, but nonetheless, he intends to try it out. He raises his hand and gives the King's dead corpse a command.
"Resurrect."
As those words were said, the corpse of the dead King, who was cut in two began to mold back together. As the molding process was done, a resurrected version of the King stood there in front of Vert. Before he could experiment his new power anymore, a wave of emotions befell him. He just realized what he had done to Emeralda and what the achievement had meant.
'The one I loved, and the only one that loved me. Killed by my own hands..... Looks like I really am the God of Death huh.'
Vert looked at the black mark on his favorite rock and began to cry silently.
*5 minutes ago, Emeralda's perspective*
'Darling.... Darling... He called me his Darling!'
As the music began to fill Emeralda's ears she couldn't stop herself from blushing after hearing what Vert just called her. She looked at her beloved and saw the anger that filled him as she was called a provocative name. She puts out her hand and catches a piece of black ash. She doesn't know where it came from, but it looked beautiful to her. She looked at it as she could hear the fighting in front of her ensuing.
'What is... This feeling?'
Emeralda began to feel a burning sensation in her hand and she realized that her hand was beginning to melt where the piece of ash had touched it! She began to try to flick it off and was successful. She just looks at her hand in amazement. She wasn't scared because she had regenerative powers to where she couldn't die, at least as far she knew. She saw her hand begin to heal as expected and she blew out a sigh of relief. Emeralda looked up to see Vert was surrounded. She began to worry but she saw a smile on Vert's face.
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'Is he happy about fighting? Maybe he enjoys fighting. Well if it's something he loved, as long as it came second to his love for me, I don't care.'
She looked at Vert with her eyes full of love, but something seemed off. The air seemed to be cracking and lightning began to fill the room. Emeralda became slightly worried since the atmosphere was very dangerous. She trusted Vert that he wouldn't hurt her since they loved each other. Emeralda closed her eyes and could feel something electrifying hit her. She didn't even get the chance to open her eyes before she was completely disintegrated.
'Darkness... It's cold too. Where am I?'
*The next day*
Vert has worked extensively on his Necromancy abilities.
'Stand. Sit. Lay down. Punch the one next to you gently.'
Vert had the 12 people he killed sitting beside one another and gave them commands telepathically. They all did as he instructed. The only problem was that the people who were resurrected didn't have any personality. He decided to not to try to resurrect the one he loved since he didn't know how to use his power to the fullest. The people were fully intact and looked healthy, but they were cold to the touch. They also had no light in their eyes as they showed no signs of life without Vert's command. Vert just stood there and was confused on how he could change this and make them self-conscious. He was listening to "Molly" by Lil Pump and had his eyes closed. He could feel himself begin to slip into a deep sleep and within 10 minutes he was out.
'Softness. This is a very familiar softness.'
Vert lets out a small tear while being awoken from his sleep. This softness felt like Emeralda's lips when they kissed.
'Wait.'
Vert opens his eyes to see blonde hair in front his face. The person kissing him pulls back from his face. It's Emeralda, but something is different.
"Wait, WHY ARE YOU A KID?!"
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