《to reach the pinnacle: Etheria》Chapter 54; secrets of a year or two.
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Name: Able Drake STR: 11 INT: 20 Race: Homeo-sapien AGI: 6 CHA: 10 Contracts: *Erebus* *Bob* *Essence harvester 1-315* VIT: 6 LCK: 21 Hp 350/350 .5/s END: 8 Skill point(s) : 0 Mp 400/400 1.7/s WIS: 17 Essence: 8519051
Skills: Inspect E lvl 6 2%/100%. Begginer QCQ E lvl 8 22%/100% - Novice Golaith style C lvl 5 89%/100%. Drake training B+ lvl 1 77%/100%. Inspector's record E lvl 2 36%/100%. Mana architect S- lvl 7 21%/100%. Explosive arcane Throwing B+ lvl 1 87%/100%. Arcane dual-swordmanship B+ lvl 7 32%/100% - Arcana skate B lvl 2 12%/100% - Arcane smite B lvl 4 42%/100%. Arcane butchering C lvl 5 38%/100%. Talented metalworking C lvl 2 48%/100%. Talented carpentry C lvl 7 73%/100%. Masterful mana bolt B lvl 1 1%/100%. Basic Pottery lvl 8 12%/100%. Basic dagger mastery E lvl 8 11%/100%. Charging arcane archery B+ lvl 7 64%/100%. Oculltism A+ lvl 7 28%/100%. Darkness theory EX lvl 1 88%/100%. Slave appraisal C+ lvl 6 25%/100%. Rudimentary teaching E lvl 4 37%/100%. journeyman learning E+ lvl 4 37%/100%. Child prodegy in true high society S- lvl 8 66%/100. Master-class STEM fields B+ lvl 6 28%/100%.
It's been around a year since I last appeared, right now I'm showing my sofistication and manners "I apologize for my earlier transgressions when I was younger, back then I thought power meant all." As to gain exp for my 'Child prodegy in high society', It takes a long while to gain it.
I walked past a red haired girl being bullied, I stopped and turned around. Walked to the group of kids in question "You're actions make me... disgusted, get out of my sight before I beat you." The childred looked around and was about to say something, but then saw my face and instantly changed their tone "I am so sorry sir! I'll make sure to have it never happen again!"
I looked at them while confused "I said that I just don't want to see it since you're doing it wrong? What makes you think I don't like you doing it?" They had already run away though, so they didn't hear my words.
I shook my head and walked away, the red head seemed to want to thank me, but I just ignored her. Her being grateful was not my intention anyways, these kids just don't understand bullying enough. They bring about my displeasure by doing it in my eye-sight, irratating if any.
I walked infront of a 'club room', I was about to enter but was stopped by some kid "Stop this farce, you know who I am."
"Orders are orders, you know what happens if I don't follow them." I sighed in annoyance and took out a gold coin fancily with a coin flip before showing the heads side after grabing it out of the air. It showed a star encroached by a grasping darkness. My own handy work, made through channeling my sense of coolness "Go on in, sir."
"No worries, I hope our leader brings about our prosperity." I said with praise, causing the guard make a strange face. I sneered at him with disdain at his inability at keeping a poker face, I guess I'll need to teach them about it.
I put on a white mask that hid my features and put on a black cloak in the room I entered a door hidden behind a bookshelf by using his extreme strength that were on hinges on both sides, after unscrewing the left side's hinges. Behind the book shelf, the left side had hinges too, and that was screwed inside of the wall by me again.
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I walked through the secret passage, this time leaving through a fake wall in a fake safe filled with some above average swords hidden behind another fake wall hidden behind another safe with fake swords behind a painting, all safes with actual codes and locks for both sides. Safety is a big concern for a secret society.
I calmly paused and started to change my eye and hair color into brown and blond respectively, I remembered the sacrifice I had to make to gain this ability. Two silvers to bribe some guards for a live prisoner, canabalism is da bomb. Adding on the face change I was able to gain from it, beautiful. But the face wasn't 'blue-blooded' enough, sadly.
On a podium in another room behind a fake wall I passed through was a golden wreath I put on my cloaked figure, I then tested a few vocal tones I wanted to copy today, I can really change my voice in the acting sense, amazing what training can do.
I once again kicked in the double doors I used all the time, I think it's time to replace it, but it's going to be so annoying to do all those murals again!
"Alright, everyone! The 37nd weekly meeting of the 1st generation will commence!" I clapped loudly, causing all the masked figures to turn their heads "As some already know, we will be recruiting the 2nd generation. Currently I am thinking of how to decide the reprisentitive of that generation, any sugjestions." I took out a cube filled with murals out from my spatial ring and threw it into the crowd.
"Have five of the 2nd generation as 'The council', and give them a black masks with gold trims. We will decide who the council's members are, and they will have more deciding power among the 2nd generation." Said the cloaked figure who grabed the cube, I inspected them and noted their name down.
"Hmmmmmmmm," I thought about it for a while "Sure, next week we will mediate the 2nd generation's first meeting, they will all have name tags which will be associated with their real identity which they will have to wear. After which we will decide who will be of the 'Council'."
"Now... As you all see, having another generation also packed into this place I was able to squeeze out from the academy with you all. It won't be large enough," This place was known by the academy as the 'future planning study group', I personally am not registered as a member. Oath mercs are, they do their thing in an off-campus building "We'll be changing our meeting area, as always, Oath bound mercs will be used, so don't try anything stupid. If you don't want to dissapear, of course."
"Please bring about your discussions, as what I have brought to this meeting is now finished. I shall go now, I praise the lingering star 'Andraxae' and the things that caused it's loneliness." I said
"Praise the lingering star 'Andraxae' and the things that caused it's loneliness, praise the void which hungers for all!" I undid everything I did previously and left inconspicously with my changed hair color & eye color + a new face. I walked out the school and walked in a alleyway and came out with my original self.
Some time passed and I appeared back in my old home, with better equipment, and a lot, lot more essence.
I walked into a room with a child genius, while getting away from a mentally unstable mother "Hey! You've seen better days fool, why you down under the weather?" The girl had been fed only food she was allergic too, also only allowed sleep every 3 days. Though human contact had been held, and the room wasn't pure white. As such her mind did not break from it, since torture had not been applied.
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"Hey? As you seem to be a prophet, any clues to how the world will end?" I asked, picking out some bullshit from an ancient book talking about a prophet that appears before a great calamity, wonder if she knows about that? Some really, really ancient and obscure trivia to be honest.
She seemed confused for a moment and started to talk "Tsk, fine. If that what you really want, the world will end by the 'grand devourer', eating away at the soil of this continent."
I smiled at these words "Grand devourer, that seems... Familiar, I remember good memories of that thing. Though it wouldn't destroy a world, at most it would turn the continent into a wasteland before it's satiated. Oh! You think Icarus is the entire world like the rest, must've gotten info about what a prophet is from a god too, ask them if they have any clue where the elves are, I got invatation to go to them from a god, but have no clue where to go."
When I didn't get an answer "Oh, your god is Gaia! I hope you have a nice time here for about... Let's say, a year. I'll tell them to give you some meat, good for muscles, just don't try anything if you don't want to permanently dissapear, just wait a year."
I walked out, but just before I gave her a thumbs up and said "You can do it, remember, human rights aren't a things here. Accept reality and stop trying to bring it here, fuckin' normie." My thumbs-up turned to a middle finger, showing my real feelings about her.
I really disliked her, she was just too normie to bare. When ever I had a normal conversation, she couldn't understand her place in life in any way. All about ways to be 'A good person', talking about how 'Murder is wrong and slavery too!', of course it is! But who cares? Nobody, except that normie. A disgusting piece of filth brought power through unfair circumstances, normally I would kill her. But... She's good for a story line, why a storyline? Good to be remembered, not eternal, am I?
Having a story attached to you makes you more memorable, maybe even long enough to last a thousand years. If I then add on the legacy plan, to immortalize myself in the form of a legacy, then also a hidden ruin, and a wasteland home with an artifact that grows stronger the more people know of it.
All to be remembered, why, since I could just be born again. First, I don't trust that, don't believe everything you see on the back of the box kids. Second, because I feel like it. Do I need a big reason to do something? No! I do whatever I feel like, I am me and not some puppet to logic. Logic is good and all that, but just doing shit is better than being an emotional husk like normie girl without even the slightest reason except 'It's right!'. At least I'm honest that I don't have a good reason, and evil is better than an empty 'good'.
I am better, I am stronger, I am of higher blood. I am supreme, in my moral relativity and complete abondonment of my moral compass. Uh... I mean I have transcended mere human morality, I am not evil or morally deranged, I have merely seen beyond the hypocritical thoughts of morality attained by humanity over thousands of years of idiocy. Yes, I am not lying out of my teeth.
But seriously, this is taking so long. I really underestimated the time in a year, I wasted a lot of time to just become extremely proficient in STEM fields. I should just go back to magic, that's my entire focus anyways. Well... I had a lot of free time to study in the middle of class and it just, got out of hand. Tough you don't need to worry about me being overtaken, I am far beyond the mage tower.
Which at the age of 9 and 1/2 I walked too, it was a street with a tower in construction. Of course I entered with a changed face and hair color, and blue eyes.
I stopped someone with a ring with the inscription that I had set for members of the tower "Have you heard? The dark sun gained three pounds by eating a small child last month."
The man in commoner clothes stopped and said "Really, where are your parents? Aren't they worried about you?" I smiled and said "No mister, they're in the 7th circle of dimemzo and can't stop cultivation by star blood." Commoner man said to that "Really? I feel you, but in such cases you need to go to an orphanage, I'll bring you there." I nodded as he brought me into a building where he walked me into the back of a store, where he guided me down into a basement hidden under a locked hatch.
An old man walked down from another entrance "Hello child, as agreed you will get 6kg of heaven's joy."
I made a mystery filled expression "The heavens will bleed for joy of death and dooom, now, more importantly, have you heard of our lord and savior me? Cause you should've, blue blood and shit. Bow down before Ruealmyer! of seventeen thirteen blade kings of doom, ruin, and the opposite of everything I've said so far."
The old man dropped all friendlyness and said with a straight face "The progress is at 74% on stage 3 for subject 1, the progress is at 88% of stage 2 of subject 2, the progress is at 15% stage 1 of subject 3, subject 4 has yet to be started due to lack of money and personel."
Stage 1 was the starting of personel induction and prep for stage 2, stage 2 was the start of obtaining infrastructure and starting to set up a basis for leadership and a basic set of rules and regulations, stage 3 was the start of going public this was at a small scale. Stage 3 is more of a testing fase to see what does and doesn't work and a way to gain more manpower before stage 4, and also a bit of power base stabilization too. Stage 4 is when all the rules are fully set and a way to gain manpower quickly is gained, during this the subject will close for about a few months to stabilize everything and empower the members. Finally, stage 5, the final stage I created for the set-up of a subject. It is in this stage that it all goes public and the real tests of the world come out, at this level it will be all about mentaining a snowball effect for as long as possible while also stabilizing the basis of the subject's power at the same time.
Subject 1 is the mage tower, subject 2 is the mafia, subject 3 is the first false layer of secret orginization, subject 4 is a merchant business for money reasons.
"How is project 'Asura'?" I asked, it was a plan on how to get the fuck away before I die of death and more death "It is ready for use at anytime."
I smiled a bit "Good."
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