《I Am the "God of Death", Whatever That Means. (Original)》


 THE END... Of this version.

    Freww6 here! With this being my most popular story, it has hurt me to be away from it. The worst thing is that everytime I come back, all I want to do is a rewrite due to the incohesive storyline of the original. Also the story has many bad reviews from the original that can turn readers away even though the story has changed drastically. So, I have finally made a decision. I am ending the uploading of God of Death on this story page. I am starting fresh and I am using Chapters 1-6 again and scrapping the rest.


    This won''t be sad for many as I have been gone for some time and some might be sad due to the losing of their favorite characters, but I have been thinking of a story line. Consider the original as me testing out several ideas to see how well I can write different types of scenes. For example, you had the OG, the incorparating actual lyrics into the fights. Didn''t work so well. There was also the kingdom building arc, which never caught on.Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    Starting new, I can add new characters that I feel are better while keeping the old ones. Emeralda, Liafa, Vert, Sekreath, Cynthia and all will be return, that is for sure. But new characters like the God of Disease, and many others are in the makings and will be incorparated into the original.


    Hopefully the new one while be as loved and as popular as the old one. If you wish to read it, then let''s go on an adventure together as we follow Vert from not only the process of becoming a God in a bloody tournament, but what happens afterwards.


    All 595 comments, 733 followers, 112 favorites, reaching the first page of most popular of the week 3 weeks in a row. Reaching number 1 on Trending Fictions. It was fun, but now it is time to say goodbye.


    The New Saga Begins here!


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 Why must they bother me? Chapter 1 (Original)

    "Leki, flank from the back, Cartus, ready up your most powerful spell!"


    The leader of the group, who had just trespassed into the dark, damp room barks orders at his subordinates while they attempt to move behind the solitary figure standing in the center.


    ''Why do they have to act like all the others?''


    The group of trespassers begin to sweat in anticipation as they wait for their target to make the first move, however, against expectation he continues to stand there and observe.


    ''I have no idea what language they are speaking, but it doesn''t really matter. They never attempt to communicate, preferring to shout at each other while trying to kill me.Why? I don''t know, and frankly, I don''t care.''


    A small aura of despair begins to form around the man as both sides continue to wait for the other to make the first move.


    ''What I do care about is that they interrupted my peaceful music time.''


    The aura began to warp into one of anger.


    ''All I have left from my past world is "music" and the names of the "songs".My memories are blank, and I do not remember how I got here or even how this divine noise called "music" is created but what I do know is, I love it. My gauntlets play this "music" through devices which I believe are called "speakers".''


    The group of trespasser finally had enough of waiting and decided that they would make the first move. They began to move cautiously, knowing that their target was very dangerous.


    ''I don''t honestly understand how I know that word, just like how I know the name "music" I mentioned earlier, but for some reason, I just know that it is what they are called.''


    ''Trapped in this room with my "music", only infrequently interrupted by the small groups that try to kill me, I have lost count of how many years I have been here. Like much of my past, I can''t even remember my name, so I just call myself Vert, mainly because he is the creator of my favourite song.''


    A light pierces the darkness of the surrounding area as the sound of an incantation fills the room.


    ''I also have my treasures. Items that I have gathered from all the people that were foolish enough to fight me. Maybe I should separate the shiny things from the non-shiny things.''


    The one that calls himself Vert seems to look kind of relaxed compared to the atmosphere of everyone else in the room. You could even say he was ignoring the people, and that would have been partly right.


    ''Wait, wasn''t I doing something important?''


    "Do it now Cartus!"


    ''Oh yeah, that''s right, I completely forgot about these annoying pests.''


    The faint white light surrounding the man, assumed to be Cartus, starts to glow more vibrantly and the attack almost blinds his comrades.


    ''Predictable.''


    Vert effortlessly brushes off the attack of blinding light that was hurled at him as he casually taps his gauntlet which in response, it begins to play one of his favorite songs.


    The song is "JB" by Intervene, and it has a vibe that makes happiness seep into him when loneliness begins to settle in. He loves to attack to the beat of the songs and uses it to keep his fighting spirit up.This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it.


    The music shocks his attackers, causing them to hesitate as he bides his time. Sixteen seconds of time to be precise, which is the exact moment the bass drops and Vert attacks.


    There are seven people around him, but picking his first target is easy, he was foolish enough to cast the first spell after all. The moment the bass drops, he uses his incredible speed to appear in front of the spell caster, releasing a punch towards his chest.


    It is a direct hit and sends the man flying backwards. As the next beat is played, another punch with intense force slams into the man. This attack came unexpectedly to the man, so he was completely caught off guard.


    He continues punching and appearing as the beat goes on, sending the man named Cartus flying all over the place like a rag doll.


    Blood is forced out the man''s mouth and is landing on Vert occasionally, but he doesn''t care. His relentless attack doesn''t stop until Vert thinks the man is dead which is convenient, at the same time as 47-second mark hits in the song''s timeline.


    Without a shred of mercy, Vert''s fist penetrates the man''s chest before his fingers wrap around and crush his heart. A satisfying splat echoes throughout the cave, sending a chill down his comrades'' spine.


    Pausing as he waits for the next, small bass drop, Vert eagerly eyes his next victim.


    Even though he could have easily ended the fight in less than a second, quickly putting an end to the intruder''s lives was not how Vert operated. He would endlessly attack until his song was over or until they went limp. This is how he liked to kill people, especially those that interrupted his music time while trying to kill him.


    It wasn¡¯t unusual for more than a few bodies to hit the floor at each beat of Vert¡¯s music, but that is what made it fun.


    This tactic seemed unconventional at first glance, but if you actually looked into it, the tactic was a genius way of fighting. The songs could range from slow and powerful to extremely fast and softly, which made Vert¡¯s fighting style constantly change depending on the song he was using.


    It also had another perk. The more intensely the song played, the stronger Vert became as he matched the speed and ferocity of the song.


    Finally emerging from her stupor, a woman screams, filled with anger.


    "Cartus NOOO!"


    She would be Vert¡¯s next target.


    The beat that had stopped for a brief moment begins again, and he easily dodges the woman''s attack before punching her in the gut, generating a sickening crack as blood started to flow from her eyes and ears.


    ''What an ugly sight, I could feel her rage, so I had to calm her down so maybe we can talk about it. Did I punch her too hard? Oh well.''


    Vert was talking to himself as the man that seemed to be the leader swung his sword towards his head. Vert instantly vanished and began the process again. Fight with the beat, appear in his opponent''s blind side, use speed as an advantage to destroy the enemy.


    Vert tried to kill the leader before the song ended, but he was a lot stronger than his appearance would show. This completely surprised Vert as his punches didn¡¯t seem to affect him in the slightest.


    After about a minute and a half of teleporting around and hitting the powerful man, the only progress Vert had made was slightly denting the man''s armor. He wasn''t even trying since this wasn''t a fighting song and more like a dance song, but he always wanted only to use one song to kill his targets.


    Vert didn¡¯t like it when his enemies lasted more than a song.


    ''Maybe I have underestimated him. Oh, the song seems to have ended. I only killed two, that''s upsetting. It looks like I will have to kill the rest without music.''


    As the song ended Vert completely disappeared from the group''s sight.


    The remaining five adventurers, fear etched onto their faces, were searching for him, but no matter where they looked, they couldn''t see him.


    It wasn''t long before the leader''s head slipped off his body and blood started spraying out of his neck. The others just looked in complete shock.


    "This was the man who had defeated all the other six gods, but how did he get beat so easily without even putting a scratch on this one?"


    One of them mumbled this question, and they all began to laugh nervously, knowing that their fate was sealed.


    The previous fighting spirit they had shown was gone, the light from their eyes vanished.


    "When would they die? Where was the "God of Death" now? Would he spare them?", these were thoughts going through their heads, but soon their heads were gone.


    Their heads had been separated from their bodies without them even seeing their killer. After the last body had hit the floor, Vert reappeared back onto his usual rock and began to listen to another song. "Bad and Boujee" by Migos.


    Forgetting all about the people who had, just moments ago, tried to kill him, he starts to nod his head to the beat and sings along with it.


    "Raindrop. Drop tops. Smoking on cookie in the hotbox."


    As Vert was singing to this song, he began to think to himself.


    ''I wonder what is on the other side of that door? I''ve never tried to look. Maybe I should? Maybe after I run out of songs, I will. Wait, what is outer space and how does it relate to Kid Cudi?''

 Emeralda. Chapter 2 (Original)

    "Cause day and night. The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at night. He''s all alone through the day and night. The lonely loner seems to free his mind at night."


    Vert was singing "Day n Nite" by Kid Cudi while sitting on his rock. He started to smell a rotting and decaying smell of several corpses and then he remembered.


    ''Oh that''s right, I have to loot them before they are eaten by the dungeon. *Tsk* This woman had a small one inside of her, that''s like the fifth time this has happened. I wonder how that works? Meh, too boring to think about.''


    He begins to take the clothes off the adventurers while still singing his "music". Once they are all naked, they begin to be sucked into the dungeon floor. Vert puts their stuff on his pile of treasure and goes back to his rock. As he sits down, his door opens.


    ''Oh great, I just cleaned up the other ones. There is only one, maybe they were with the other ones. Oh, what''s this.''


    Vert senses the aura of the person that has entered his room and it is not an aura of fighting, but more of fear. They don''t even seem to be the same race as the others either. Vert doesn''t really know what it is, he has only fought humans but this one has scales on their body.


    "Ehhhhhhh~!"


    The thing begins to screech as it sees Vert. He finally gets a good look at it looks human for sure but there are some things different about it.


    ''Is that... A tail? She looks human, about 5''6 and long blonde hair. Her cheeks are scaled though, they are a dark green color. Her eyes are a bright pink color andher pupils are slits compared to the circles that humans have. She has a bigger chest compared to the others but wouldn''t that just get in the way of fighting? Inconvenient.''


    The creature has its back against the wall and begins to cry as it stares at Vert. He begins to walk towards it with an intriguedexpression on his face. The song he was singing had been stopped due to the presence inside of his room. The creature begins to cower under Vert as he stood over her. Vert was 6''5 so he was taller than the average human.


    "I''ll do anything! Anything at all! Just please don''t kill me!"


    Vert immediately is taken aback by what the creature just said. The reason for this is because he actually understood her. All the other people spoke in a language he could not comprehend but she was speaking the same language as Vert. As Vert tries to speak to the creature, more people burst through the door before he can.


    "Where is she?! I paid 18 gold coins just to have my sex slave run away-!"


    As one of the men started yelling in Vert''s room, a flash of lightning is seen and the man becomes a pile of dust. Vert hasn''t used his magic on an enemy before, but this was a special occasion.


    ''Someone to talk to, finally. After so long I will not be alone. I''ll have to deal with these pests first.''


    Vert slowly turns to where the men had come in and where he sent the lightning bolt. The air smells like burnt flesh and the 4 other men began to vomit. Apparently, the smell was just too much for them. One of the men looks up and is met with the strike on Vert''s fist to his face. A massive hole is created in the man''s face and his brain splatters all over the others. They begin to crawl backwards as Vert has a demonic smile on his face.


    ''I can''t hold back! Someone to talk to and to listen to music with! This feeling surging through me. Is this "happiness" that I hear about all the time in the songs?!''


    Vert appears before one of the men and sticks his hands into their head and rips them in half. One of the men faints as the other one begins shrieking in horror.


    ''Ew, what a putrid sound.''


    "Silence."


    Vert says the word to his spell and the shrieks of terror are ended with the sound of squishing. The man''s throat had exploded and his vocal cords were ripped out by a magical force. The final man was passed out on the floor, laying down in his own urine. Vert walked up to him and stomped his foot on the man''s head. The head was easily squished under the force of Vert''s metal boots and his blood was sent throughout the room. Vert turned back to the creature. She wasn''t looking at Vert in fear but in fact amazement. Vert closed the distance between them in an instant and was in front of the creature again. This startled the creature and it let out a small whelp of being surprised.Unauthorized usage: this narrative is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings.


    "Your name, what is it?"


    "My n-n-name? It is Emeralda."


    "Alright, I am Vert. What are you and how did you get here?"


    "I am a female of the Draconic race. I was sold by my father as a peace offering to the human kingdom, then I was bought by the 13th Hero which he used me as a sex slave. Before he could do anything to me, he was sent to the dungeon to help conquer the 7th godly being and claim the power to become a god. I was told to come with him and to "keep him company" on his journey. As soon as some monsters attacked our camp I ran away and ended up here."


    Vert has never heard of this "claim the power to become a god himself", but that wasn''t important right now.


    "Where is this "Hero"?"


    "Right there."


    As the teary-eyed Emeralda points to the pile of ash at the entrance of the room, Vert remembers how he had easily roasted alive this so-called "Hero". He looks back at Emeralda, who isbeginning to cry as she remembers her past and what has happened to her, so he goes to gently pat her head. As he lifts his hand, Emeralda winced as if he was going to hit her but was surprised when his hand gently caressed her head. She looked up at Vert and could feel something start to burn in her chest. She realized what has happened. She has imprinted on the man who saved her. Imprint is when you meet the one you are destined to be with for forever, and it rarely happens with the Draconic race. A thought crossed her mind and shedecided to confront Vert.


    "How can you understand me?"


    "I don''t know, we speak the same language so I thought it was obvious. Enough about that stuff, wanna listen to some music with me?"


    Most people in the world couldn''t speak Draconic so that is why Emeralda was extremely confused. She also didn''t know what this "music" was but she still nodded her head as to accepted Vert''s offer. Vert thought about all the songs he could listen to and decide to listen to "That''s what I like" by Bruno Mars. He began walking back to his rock while singing to Emeralda. She had a very perplexed expression on her face and couldn''t understand the sounds that filled her ears. The song goes on and Emeralda could feel happiness seep into her body. She couldn''t tell where it was coming from, but she thinks it is the "music". As the end of the song was coming near, Vert couldn''t help himself and started singing as loud as possible to the catchy tune.


    "You say you want a good time. Well here I am, baby, here I am, baby. Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me. Talk to me, tell me what''s on your mind. What''s on your mind? If you want it, girl, come and get it. All this is here for you. Tell me baby, tell me, tell me baby. What you tryna do?!"


    The final chorus was coming up and before Vert could start singing it, Emeralda pounced on top of him. Her face was blushing intensely and she was breathing heavily. She rubbed her body onto Vert and began to unbutton her tattered shirt. The music stopped and Vert was taken by surprise. As the music stops, the urge that made Emeralda pounce on top of Vert had disappeared. Vert calmly grabbed Emeralda by the shoulders and picked her up and off of him.


    "If you''re gonna interrupt my music, then I will have to kill you. I kept you as someone to talk to and not be alone all the time but I am not afraid to kill you and not feel bad about it. You need to know your place, you are basically a pet to me."


    Emeralda didn''t know what came over her, but the "music" had messed with her feelings and made her go into heat. She didn''t know what "music" was, or why it affected her like that, but she immediately realized her place when it came to her saviour. It was just as before, she is gonna be used as a sex slave.


    "You don''t have to sugar coat it as to call me a pet, I know what you want to do with me. Just call me as it is, a sex slave."


    "I don''t know what that is, but it sounds interesting. What is sex exactly?"


    Emeralda just stared at Vert with wide eyes as if she was extremely surprised. Vert just looked back at her with his head slightly tilted to the right.


    ''Maybe I should teach him about sex. I mean he is not ugly for sure, and I did imprint on him. Maybe I can get promoted to his wife after a while. Yep, I will educate him. He is a godly being, so maybe I can get his love and get revenge.''


    Vert just continued to look at Emeralda as she slapped herself on the cheeks as to prepare herself. She looked back up at Vert and her face turned red. She began to take off her clothes while seductively crawling towards Vert.


    "I''ll teach you about sex, all you have to do is stay still and let me do all of the work."


    Emeralda continued her advances towards Vert. Her shirt was off and her massive chest was pressed up against Vert. She started to undo her pants when she looked at Vert closely. She saw that he actually looked pretty bored at her, and to be honest, he wasn''t even hard. This made Emeralda turn pale white. Everyone has always fawned over her and always asked for her hand in marriage back in her hometown, but was her looks not enough for a god? She tried to use all the tricks she knew and began to give Vert a lap dance. Before she could do anything really risque, Vert stopped her.


    "You are acting really weird, anyways, back to music."


    With that being said he picks up Emeralda and sets her on the ground beside him. She is completely shocked as she was rejected instantly. She just sat there, not saying another word and listened to what Vert called "music".


    ''I''m not even good enough to be used as a sex slave... Just how worthless am I to Vert?''

 My first achievement, Ill have to figure out what that is. Chapter 3 (Original)

    ''Music, It is an interesting thing. Spending time with Vert has shown me the beauty of music and all of its forms. It can make someone happy, sad, angry, or excited. I have felt so many emotions in such a short amount of time I think I am becoming emotionally unstable.''


    Emeralda lets out a small laugh as she thinks to herself while sitting beside Vert''s rock. Vert was of course on the rock listening to music as usual, and the song right now was " Wanted Dead or Alive" by Bon Jovi. It gave you a great feeling of being rebellious and made you wanted you to do something illegal. Vert is singing loudly to the music.


    "I walk these streets. A loaded six-string on my back. I play for keeps ''cause I might not make it back. I been everywhere, still, I''m standing tall! I''ve seen a million faces, and I''ve rocked them all!"


    The final chorus begins and the song just ends abruptly. Emeralda, who was enjoying the music, quickly turns to Vert to see why he stopped. Vert was staring towards the ceiling, and his eyes were fixated on something. Vert can feel the presence of something and it is bothering him. He can see a faint light coming from the ceiling so he decides to check it out. He is in an all-out alert mode due to he has seen every inch of this room but has never seen this before.


    As he approaches the ground below the glowing object, it falls from the ceiling into Vert''s hands. It is a small light blue gem that has something inside. Vert easily opens the object and sees a small note inside.


    "Congrats God of Death! You have complete an achievement and some of your former memories will be returned to you. These will include your certain parts of your former knowledge of objects, people, actions, andfeelings. - The Council of Gods"


    "Wait, what?"


    A ball of light comes out of the opening of the small gem and inserts itself inside of Vert''s head. He becomes completely overwhelmed as sudden flashes of memories go through Vert''s mind. He is so overwhelmed it puts him on one knee and he needs a hand to prop himself up. He can''t explain what is going on as his mind is filled with new found knowledge.


    ''Love. Fear. Excitement. Death. Sorrow. Language. These are all thoughts racing through me and I can remember so much now. How did this happen? What were the requirements to finish this achievement and what are the requirements for the others? I''ll have to think about it later. First I have to deal with this softness on my face.''The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    Emeralda had seen what had happened to Vert and rushed over to him. As he was one hand and knee he started muttering things she couldn''t understand while crying tears of blood. The only thing she thought she could do was try to comfort him by giving him a pillow in case he passes out. She grabbed his head and put him on her breasts. She caressed him as she held him. It had been about 10 minutes then finally it seemed Vert came back to his senses.


    He looks up at Emeralda as she continues to smother him. She notices something though, he is blushing.


    ''Wait a second.''


    Emeralda picked up Vert''s face and she looked really closely. Her guess is that she had been here for about a month and she had never seen him blush once no matter what she tried. She has rather fallen in love with Vert since she has been here and has been exposed to this new thing called music. She decides to take this chance and go in for the kill. She closes her lips and brings Vert into a kiss.


    ''Even more soft sensations, this is different though. This is a kiss, a sign of affection and love towards someone. Maybe my pet has fallen in love with me? Wait, when did I know all of this stuff exactly?''


    Vert didn''t pull away as he actually wanted to experience some new things with his new found knowledge. As they began to kiss more and more, Vert gently pushed Emeralda onto the ground and was on top of her. Soon his tongue penetrated her mouth and the kiss intensified even more. He could feel his hand moving on its own as it went for Emeralda''s breasts. She let out a slight moan as he began to rub them.


    ''This is amazing. The feeling going through my body and the softness in my hands. I could get used to this.''


    The kiss had now lastest for about 20 minutes and Emeralda''s body heat had gone up exponentially. Her mouth felt like Vert was making out with a fire. Vert decided to pull out from the kiss to find actual fire seeping from Emeralda''s mouth like drool.


    "The hell?"


    He touches his lips to find that they are actually burnt! He decides that this is enough experimentation for one day and goes back to his rock. Emeralda is just left laying there on the ground, breathing extremely heavily and sweating really bad.


    ''Is this what sex is gonna feel like? I don''t think I could handle it, I''m losing my mind as it is already!''


    Emeralda lays there for a while as she cools off while Vert starts to play some music again. It is "Einstein" by Tech N9ne because maybe it would help him think. Einstein was one of the smartest people back in his old world so maybe listening to a song about him would help out Vert''s quest for knowledge.


    ''Wait, how the hell do I know who Einstein is? Oh, that''s right.''

 "A whore huh, lets see how long you live now." Chapter 4 (Original)

    After about a week of thinking intensely about the achievement thing, Vert has yet to move an inch from his rock. He decided to go through all the new information in his mind to make a mental note of what he now knows. Emeralda hasn''t been very happy with this decision since Vert only plays serious music that is kinda boring to her. There is also the fact that she wants Vert''s attention but no matter how hard she tries, he just pushes her away and continues to sit on the rock. No adventurers have shown up since Emeralda arrived so it was just getting more and more boring. She spends most of her time sleeping with her head in Vert''s lap or just staring at the ceiling. This day is different though.


    Emeralda had fallen asleep on Vert''s lap as before, but this time he was stroking her head gently. When she awoke to feel his soft touch, her body began to heat up again. She has wanted his attention for so long but he had just ignored her. She could feel herself begin to slip away into blissfulness as Vert didn''t stop stroking her head.


    ''Man, I could get used to this.... Maybe if I pretend to sleep some more he won''t stop.''


    Vert is snapped out of his current thought and sees his pants are on fire. Emeralda had begun drooling fire again, but this time was different. Vert had some spells pop into his head out of nowhere, and one can make his body as hot as lightning since that was his element. That was about53,540 degrees Fahrenheit and he could do all degrees in between that and the regular body heat of 98.6 degrees Fahrenheit. This fire didn''t really bother him except that is was burning his pants. He calmly puts out the fire and flicks Emeralda in the head.


    "Owwww~, why would you do that, you meanie!"


    Emeralda looks at Vert with her cheeks all puffed out like she was angry at him. He just looked at her and smiled.


    "You were drooling, and breathing really heavily. Look at you, you are sweating!"


    "Ya well, you caused it! Caressing me without asking me first! That''s harassment."


    Emeralda looked away with her chin in the air as if to shun Vert. He just laughed at her and looked at her with gentle eyes. He could feel himself changing like he was being reborn into someone who had feelings. One feeling that stuck out was the feeling of love. This feeling was towards Emeralda due to the fact she was the only one Vert had. Vert grabbed her by the chin and forced her to look at him.


    "Is there anything I can do to make it up at all? Anything at all?"Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site.


    Vert intensely stared into Emeralda''s pink eyes as she begun to blush intensely.


    ''Anything huh?''


    She started to think about all the things she could ask for and one idea popped into her head.


    "Pay more attention to me! I want you to cuddle me while I sleep and stuff like that. That isn''t too much right?"


    Vert just chuckled a little and gave the Draconic beauty a small kiss on her forehead.


    "If that''s it, then I will gladly fulfilyour wish."


    With that being said, Emeralda pounces on top of Vert and begins to rub her head on his chest. She is smiling from ear to ear.


    ''This is the happiest moment of my life. To go from a slave to dating the "God of Death", what a turn of events.''


    *Later that day*


    Emeralda had decided to take a nap while cuddling Vert intensely while he played some soft soothing music for her. He was on the song "Hallelujah" by Pentatonix and was singing each word softly into her ear.


    ''To think that I went from an emotionless Grim Reaper to a man who has his own woman and was full of emotions. I need to complete some more achievements soon, I will probably look into that after Emeralda wakes up again.''


    As he came onto the 4th verse, the door to the room burst open and a scary sight came before Vert. There was a man with heavenly plate armor standing in the doorway. Behind him 7 women and 4 men. Vert didn''t know who they were, but their aura was that of something Vert had never seen before. It was so immense and bright that it almost blinded him. A booming voice came from the man in front and it echoed throughout the room.


    "Listen here, you vile god. You have killed 2 of the 13 heroes and will pay with your life! I would also like our property back."


    The man points at Emeralda and she is clinging to Vert for dear life. She was awoken by the yelling and was horrified to see the King of the human kingdom.


    ''Wait, I could actually understand him? He seems to be speaking what is known in my last world as German. He has long brown hair and he is just an inch shorter than me. He sure looks like a King and the people behind him must be the other 11 heroes that have yet to be killed.''


    Vert could feel anger boiling inside of him as he looks down at his beloved woman. She is crying in his chest at this point while repeating "Please save me, Vert! I beg of you!". Vert could feel the anger begin to overflow from him as he just kept hearing the cries of her and then one of the heroes begins to laugh.


    "It seems even a godly being needs a sex slave. Have you fallen for that whore''s tricks?"


    The second the word whore came out the Hero''s mouth, Vert snapped. He calmly detached Emeralda from his chest and he sets her down on his rock.


    "Don''t worry my darling, I end their lives and torture them for calling you such a vulgar name."


    Emeralda is shocked at what she just heard.


    ''Did he just call me his darling?''


    This thought went through her head and she began blushing. To be the darling of the one she loved, she was truly happy. There was a catch though, he had to fight the strongest people of the strongest kingdom to be able to give more love to her. Vert slowly turns around and the ground begins to disintegrate around him. The air is cracking and lightning is appearing around Vert as he is unable to control his overflowing rage.


    "A whore huh, let''s see how long you live."

 The "Advanced Achievement" is completed. Chapter 5 (Original)

    "Pump the Beat" by Brillz is the song that Vert decided to murder these people while listening to. It starts out slow and picks up the pace and intensity. The song begins the build up stage at 0:18 and Vert could feel power growing inside of him. A black ash begins to rain down and a black aura is around Vert. There is nothing inside of this aura, just Vert. Not even the ground is still there after Vert''s extreme powers of death have touched it. The King begins to laugh.


    "This is all the "God of Death" is? A little ash and some weird noises!"


    The King begins to go on and on about how he has faced an actual god and wonblah, blah, blah, but a demonic voice interrupts him. The song had reached the 1:09 mark and the music stops, but this was the bass drop.


    "Pump the Beat."


    Vert doesn''t sound normal anymore. His voice is deeper and it seems to have layers. Every time he speaks a smaller and deeper voice is heard as well. As he says the words "Pump the Beat", the assault begins. He goes immediately and as the high pitch beats go by, a new punch is delivered. This time is different though. Vert uses his godly speed to not focus one person, but to randomly teleport behind a new person while in their blind spot to get the best sneak attacks.


    The first punch is deliveredto the guy in the back and he is sent flying back into the door. Vert knows this song very well and can fight to every exact beat. Without hesitation, he is behind the hero all the way to the right. He delivers a swift kick and his metal boot is stuck inside the woman''s head. He pulls it out quickly and goes to the next hero, but is met by a fist to his side. He looked to see a woman who could keep up with him. The battle between those two continues as Vert is unable to outdo the woman in speed. That is until a certain set of beats are played at 1:18 where about 8 beats are played in 2 seconds. Since he attacks with the beats, this certain set of notes made him so fast that only after images of him after striking were seen.


    The woman''sbody began to slide apart as 7 cuts across her went right through her flesh and bone. She guarded the first one but failed to guard the others one in the end. With there being 10 heroes left and one is incapacitated, the humans began to worry. The King was surprised that 2 heroes were killed in 9 seconds, and he decided it was time to join the fight. He casts a spell and all the heroes defences are insanely high now. Vert continues the fast-paced onslaught but is only denting the armor of the heroes. They begin to think of a plan while Vert is trying to attack them. Vert decides to stop for a second and the music begins building up again. The song is currently at 1:47 and Vert closes his eyes to focus on the song.


    "Pump the Beat."


    As those words rang out, the second attack started. This time, he focused on the King. They traded blows as Vert continued to attack with every beat and on the beat. At 2:13, the King got into Vert''s blind spot, but then at 2:14, a different beat was heard and a flash of lightning was seen throughout the room. The lightning bolt struck the King, but Vert was met by a blow from a hero. Vert had become surrounded by the heroes who have activated a bubble that made him unable to leave. They began to land blow after blow on him and Vert was taking considerable damage. At 2:41, he decided enough was enough and to kill them all instead of torturing them. The aura around him intensified and the whole room began to decay. The life force was being sucked out of the heroes, but they had a healer so they didn''t lose much. What they didn''t know was that they were feeding Vert. The final bass drop was coming up and he had the power of all the 10 people who were alive in the room. He completely focused his power into his magic and began the final part of the show.Stolen from its original source, this story is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    "Pump the Beat."


    This would be the last time this sound was heard by the heroes, and their certain doom began. This time it wasn''t said by Vert, but by the song, itself and Vert began to scream loudly. Lightning shot throughout all the room and struck 3 heroes who died instantly. Their blood boiled and their organs melted under the intense heat. The sinister beat continued to play and Vert began to do physical attacks while still sending out shocks of electricity. He teleported behind all of the heroes one by one and stabbed his sword into their spines. He was moving so fast they all had been stuck within 1 second. Their eyeballs popped out their heads and each body was sent flying due to the immense force hitting them in the back. The lightning was pulsating through the sword while Vert struck them and it was so hot, it melted their bones so the body that was sent flying was more like piles of jelly. The only ones left were the King and the unconscious one at the door.


    "GOD DAMN YOU, JUST DIE SO OUR KINGDOM CAN LIVE!"


    Vert ignored the King''s pleas as he continued the ruthless attacks on him. The King''s defence was very strong, but not strong enough. Each attack was full of lightning and merciless power. As the song ended, the King fell down on one knee and began to cough up blood. Vert walked up to the King and the King looked up at him. The King just closed his eyes and accepted his fate. Vert just swung his sword and the King''s body slid apart. Vert had cut him right in half and even split the ground beneath him in half too. Vert released his aura and turned around to walk towards the unconscious hero at the door.


    ''The one that called my darling a whore huh, seems that he lived the longest out of all of them.''


    Vert picks the man up and puts his hand in his throat and rips his head off. Vert can feel the room begin to spin as he has never used to much power before. He just chuckled a little bit because this was supposed to be the strongest people in the world and he barely used 50% of his full strength. He starts to walk back to his rock and looks at the black marks all over the room due to his lightning. He looks back to the rock where Emeralda had been and doesn''t see him. All he sees is a black mark.......


    ''No fucking way.''


    He teleports over there immediately and looks for signs of Emeralda, but she is just not here. He stands there for a moment while thinking about what he had just done. A pale blue light falls down before Vert and he grabs it. He opens it up slowly and is horrified at what he sees.


    "Congrats God of Death! You have completed the Advanced Achievement only special to you! This achievement was ''Kill someone important to you''! The reward for this is a complete full use of your powers that involve ''Death''. - Council of Gods"

 "Wait, WHY ARE YOU A KID?!" Chapter 6 (Original)

    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.


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    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 regenerativepowers 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.


    ''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?!"

 The book of Achievements. Chapter 7 (Original)

    "Phoenix''s Blood huh?"


    Vert mumbles this statement after receiving an explanation of how Emeralda was alive again. Basically, she was born with a legendary class gift called Phoenix''s Blood that made it so she could never die, except for old age. If she lost an arm, it would regenerate back after a while and be good as new, but if her whole body is destroyed, she is reborn and has to grow up again. The regrowing up process takes about a week.


    "Well now that my power is explained... Why did you try to kill me?"


    Emeralda looked at Vert with puppy dog eyes as if she had been betrayed, which she had. Vert couldn''t look her in the eyes but she just kept moving in front of his face so he had too. Vert couldn''t find the words to explain what happened, so he just pulled her into a hug.


    "I''m so sorry... It was an accident."


    Vert finally got the courage to say what happened and Emeralda instantly forgave him.


    ''If he couldn''t control himself and didn''t mean to hurt me then I can forgive him.''


    After Emeralda thought this, she used her small hands to pull Vert into a kiss. He didn''t resist until he something popped into his head.


    ''Wait, isn''t this illegal. I don''t want to be label a Lolicon.''


    This thought kept bugging the back of his head as he continued to kiss Emeralda. She was 18 but she was just in the shape of a 12-year-old. The thought kept getting stronger until Vert completely pulled away.


    "What''s the matter, honey?"


    "I''m sorry, I can''t kiss you until your body is back to its regular self. I can still cuddle and stuff though."


    Emeralda was confused about why they couldn''t kiss but she would not decline an offer to cuddle the one she loved. Vert held the small version of Emeralda in his arms as she fell into a deep sleep.


    ''I''m not a Lolicon............ Right?''


    *A week later*


    Vert was laying on his rock asleep while Emeralda wrapped herself around him. She was back to her usual self and Vert was tired of having to make sure she didn''t make any advances on him while she was still a kid. His peaceful sleep was interrupted by the sound of his door opening.


    ''For fuck''s sake.''


    Vert gets up to see who had entered his room, but no one was there. The door was just standing wide open. He commanded the King to go into that room and report back if he saw anything. The King entered the room and returned shortly after. Vert was able to get the ones he resurrected to speak now.The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    "There is a book in the room."


    That is all the King said and then he sat down. Vert looked a little confused, he figured that an adventurer would have taken the book from the room since no one was there to guard it. Vert gets Emeralda up and goes towards the room. He is stopped by Emeralda though.


    "Piggyback ride!"


    "Are you sure you still aren''t a kid?"


    "Hey! It''s your fault to begin with. You have to make it up to me!"


    Vert just chuckled and shook his head. He bent over and Emeralda jumped on his back.The warmth of Emeralda on Vert''s back made him feel happy on the inside.


    ''Maybe this wouldn''t be as bad as an idea as I thought.''


    They got to the doorway and Vert stopped. He realized that he had never been outside of his room so this would be the first time he was somewhere new. A shock of excitement shot through his body as he went through the doorway. The room was big and had 6 other doors in it. There was also a tunnel on the other side of the room which looked like where the adventurers would come from. Vert spots the book and goes to grab it. He spots a little note on it and reads the note.


    "Hey, God of Death. I know this might seem a little weird but it looks like I forgot to give you your achievement book when I sent you here, Sorry about that! Anyways, here you go and good luck! - Seraph"


    ''Forgot to give me my achievement book? Lazy assholes.''


    Vert picked up the book and walked back to his room. Once he entered the door shut again. He sat down on his rock and untangled Emeralda''s legs that were around him. He looks back to make sure she is okay and she is completely passed out already. She had fallen asleep again when Vert walked through the doorway. Vert just shrugged at the fact she could fall asleep so fast and opened the book. The following achievements were on the first, second, and third page.


    Achievement route: God of Death and Destruction


    Make an Underworld so you can collect souls


    (Advanced) Kill someone important to you


    (Advanced) Make a family but kill all of them (This includes your child and their mother)


    Destroy a City


    Kill a whole kingdom


    (Advanced) Annihilate a whole race and or species


    (Intermediate) Make a whole continent no longer exist


    (Legendary) Rid the planet of all life


    FINAL ACHIEVEMENT: Destroy the whole planet.


    *Second page*


    Achievement Route: God of Death and Kings


    Get a Wife


    Make a Family


    Rule a kingdom instead of destroying it


    (Advanced) Take over a race


    (Intermediate) Take over a continent


    (Legendary) Make your own religion (Must have at least 1 million devout followers)


    FINAL ACHIEVEMENT:Take over the whole world and unite it


    Achievement Route: God of Death and Necromancy


    Resurrect 50 beings


    Make a self-conscious being


    Use an army of the Undead to capture a city


    (Advanced) Tie a demon into a body after it is summoned


    (Advanced) Resurrect a whole race or species after it is killed


    (Intermediate) Have a country of just the Undead


    (Legendary) Make an army of 100 demons (Demons must be tied to a corpse and at least number 100 at the lowest)


    FINAL ACHIEVEMENT: Be the only living thing on the planet while the rest of the planet is undead


    MORE COMING SOON~


    ******************************************************************************************


    The rest of the pages are blank and there are about 50 of them. Vert looked at the achievements and thought about which ones he should do first. He looked back at the sleeping Emeralda and decided he would join her in a peaceful sleep.


    ''I''ll figure it out when I wake up.''

 The Goddess of Life. Chapter 8 (Original)

    After taking a nice long nap, Vert wakes up to find Emeralda still asleep. He gives her a kiss on the forehead and gets up. She stirs a little bit but doesn''t wake. He goes to the door in his room. Vert puts his hand on it and tries to press it to open it. It doesn''t budge no matter how hard he pushes.


    ''Now how am I supposed to do these achievements if I am stuck in this room?''


    As if someone was reading his mind, the door opened itself. As it swung open Vert walked through it. He just shook his head since he couldn''t figure out how that door works. He looks at the other doors and becomes curious. He goes up to the door beside him and it is covered in leaves and brush. He touches the door and all the leaves and brush withers away, probably since he was the God of Death. He pushes the door and it opens. Inside is what seems to be a small forest that is extremely overgrown.


    "Oh, my I have a visitor!"


    Vert hears the voice of a woman as he enters the room and he can''t tell where it is from. He notices that every step he takes the grass below him dies. He didn''t know he killed plant life since his room was basically a cave with no dirt just rocks. Vert is looking at the trail of dead grass behind him and then he hears the bushes in front of him begin to stir. Out from the bushes comes a little girl. She is smiling from ear to ear.


    ''She looks like a dryad but a child version. Wait, what exactly is a dryad?''


    Vert just looks at the girl with a perplexed face and the girl begins to blush.


    "No matter how hard you look at me my clothes won''t just come off you pervert. You have to take them off manually."


    "Nope, nope, nope fuck that."


    Vert quickly tries to get away and as he goes to leave the room, he is met by Emeralda. She has a smile on her face but it isn''t a friendly smile. Vert just facepalms and wonders how he got into this situation already.


    "So you want to cheat on me huh, and with a child at the least! I thought you said you didn''t like my child form! If we are going to be a couple-...."


    Emeralda kept going on and on lecturing Vert while he just stood there and ignored her. He began to play "Tunnel Vision" by Kodak Black softly to where he could only hear it so he wouldn''t go crazy. As he was just nodding his head to Emeralda, the small dryad from before jumped onto Vert''s back.


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    She sounded extremely enthusiastic. Vert could feel all of the feelings of happiness from before were escaping his body.


    ''Maybe it is this room. It feels as if all of this life just pisses me off.''


    "My name is Vert, how about you?"


    "My name is Liafa, The Goddess of Life!"


    Vert wasn''t surprised as he could tell from the hints in her room. Emeralda was still lecturing Vert but was talking about kids at this point.


    "Does this lady ever stop nagging you?"


    "This is the first time it has happened so let her be."


    "But she is annoying me at this point, I''ll stop her."


    As Liafa said those words vines appeared around Emeralda and covered her mouth. Vert just shrugged it off since it was harmless but then Liafa fucked up. Liafa started to giggle as she ordered the vines to start to fondle Emeralda''s breast. Vert just laughs slightly and becomes very angry.


    "Die.''


    As those words were said from the mouth of Vert the whole room full of life instantly decayed and shriveled up into dust. Liafa was shocked from the sudden destruction of her beloved plants. She let go of Vert''s back and quickly backed away from him. Emeralda just looked at Vert in amazement.


    "Who are you, Vert?!"


    "No one special, just the God of Death."


    Liafa eyes become huge and it looks like she is about to cry. She becomes very angry and screams high pitched. Before Vert could realize what she was doing, he was surrounded by vines. The vines held him down and sucked the power out of him.


    ''I can''t move.... I can''t do anything.... Is this the power of another god?''


    The vines kept constricting Vert as he could feel his bones begin to be crushed. Vert begins to cough up blood as the power of Death is sucked right out of him. Emeralda begins to panic as it looks like Vert is going to be killed soon.


    "To be killed by a little girl... Hahahahahaha, I don''t think so."


    Vert was quick to analyze that the vines were able to suck the Death out of him but if you look closely they were being deteriorated as they did so, it seemed that Liafa restored them faster than they can be deteriorated. Vert looks into Liafa''s eyes with a cold stare and lets out an immense explosion of his power. Liafa tries to keep up with this power but Vert was much older than her so he had more power stored up. The vines lost their grip and Vert broke free and instantly teleported in front of Liafa. She was so surprised by his sudden appearance she screamed. He picked her up by her headand put his face in front of hers and she began to cry.


    "Please don''t kill me! I was just reborn and I don''t want to die yet! I will do anything-!"


    Liafa was interrupted by a sudden flick to her forehead.


    "Bad, you don''t try to kill or molest people just because you want to."


    She looked at Vert with very sad eyes and realized she was getting lectured by someone who was supposed to kill her.


    "But you''re the God of Death, aren''t you and I supposed to fight to the death?"


    "Wouldn''t that destroy the balance of the world? Without life, everyone would begin to die and the world would decay to nothingness, is that what you want?"


    Liafa shook her head profusely side to side and Vert put her down.


    "Now apologize to the lady you touched inappropriately!"


    "I''m sorry annoying dragon lady..."


    "Her name is Emeralda."


    "..... I''m sorry Emeralda."


    Vert gives a nod of approvement towards Liafa and she looks completely defeated. Emeralda just stood there in shock as the God of Death was treating the God of Life like he was her father.

 Seraphs Test and The Choice. Chapter 9 (Original)

    ''Great, now this is bad.''


    "YOU ARE NOT COMING WITH US."


    "Yes, I aaaammmmm!"


    Liafa and Emeralda were both arguing about if Liafa would be leaving her room. Vert went to leave and he could feel stares of death being pointed at his back.


    ''Fuck.''


    Vert turns around to find both of them smiling ear to ear but like the other time, there was no friendliness in the smiles. Vert began to think to himself about what to do and he finally decided.


    "You can come to Liafa, but where I plan on going will be outside of the dungeon. Are you sure you''re up for that?"


    Liafa''s facebegan to shine brightly and she had a huge smile. She nodded her head to accept Vert''s offer as she easily ignored the dangerous part. Emeralda clicked her tongue as she thought about lecturing Vert later. Vert had cold chills go down his spine as he felt his impending doom was coming. He shook it off and headed back to his room, Liafa and Emeralda following him.


    ****One hour later*****


    Vert immediately regretted his former decision. Liafa saw how lifeless his room was and began to put plant life all throughout his room. He really hated plants for some reason. Vert decided to ignore it for now and was thinking about how to get out of this dungeon. Emeralda was holding onto Vert like Liafa was going to steal him.


    "Hey Liafa, you said you were just reborn, what does that mean?"


    Vert decided to try to ease the tension in the air by starting a conversation.


    "Welllll, a hero came by a while ago with his friends and went inside my door so I went to great them. I was in my adult stage at the time and as I walked up to him, he stabbed me in the chest. I died then, but since we are Godly beings we are just reborn."


    Vert had not known about being reborn since he was never killed. In fact, he knew nothing about being a Godly being or what the "Council of Gods" were. He thought about asking Liafa but then he heard her scream. He quickly gets up and turns around to find Liafa was gone and a hole was in the floor.


    ''It looks like the floor caved in.''


    Vert can hear Liafa crying so he jumps down the hole even though Emeralda is telling him not to. As he lands he can see Liafa laying the ground while holding her head and she is crying. Vert teleports to her and then he can feel it. A presence which he has never felt before. The presence is so massive that Vert can''t directly pinpoint where the creature is. It begins to show itself and Vert can tell what it is. It is a demon. It''s about 10 feet tall and has hooves for feet. The demon''s red fur shows of the whitenessof its teeth as it is smiling towards Vert and Liafa. The demon has wings on its back and claws that look like they could cut someone in half at any moment.


    "It seems you have finally come to face me God of Death. Let''s see if Seraph was right about you. He ordered me to test you and that is what I''ll do!"


    As the demon hissed these words a flash of wind went straight towards Vert. He was unable to react fast enough and his arm was sent flying. He slowly looks down at his arm and sees blood is spraying out his chest where the arm was. He goes down on one knee and begins to scream not from the pain but from anger. He can feel himself begin to slowly lose consciousness. It''s not like he is going to pass out, but it feels like his body is being taken over. Right before he completely loses himself he feels a hand on his back. He can feel his arm begin to grow back at a rapid rate. He turns around to see Liafa is the one who healed him. She gives him a soft smile.This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon.


    "See, you need me for even the dangerous moments."


    "I guess you''re right, now stay back while I end this demon."


    The song begins to play at and it is "Look at me!" from XXXTentacion. Vert skips right to the part he wants and that''s at 0:25.


    "Yah, Aye, Yah, Aye, Haha, Yah, Aye, Yah, Yah, Yah, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye."


    The Demon was laughing at Vert as he just kept saying "Yah" and "Aye" but he wasn''t ready for what was going to happen next. As the beat drops and the song beginsand Vert teleports and punches the demon in the face. The demon is sent spiraling backward but Vert does not let up.


    "I''m like bitch, who is your mans?aye, Can''t keep my dick in my pants, aye."


    As the last "Aye" was said Vert is behind the Demon, who was is still spiraling backward and puts his elbow into the demon''s spine. The demon spits out a bright yellow blood and is sent flying back the other direction.


    "My bitch don''t love me no more, aye. She kick me out I''m like vro, aye."


    Vert teleports above the demon this time, who has yet to touch the ground and brings down the heel of his foot into its head. The metal boots shatter one of the demon''s two horns and cause the demon to go into the ground. A crater is left from the impact of the demon going into the ground.


    "That bitch don''t wanna be friends, aye. I gave her dick, she got mad, aye."


    The demon had recuperated from the blow to its head already and went after Vert, but at the end of this "Aye", Vert decides to block the attack from the demon instead of attacking. The demon brings it claws forward in an "X" and slashes towards Vert. He puts his gauntlets and blocks most of it but gets a small cut on his face. The demon seems to be getting furious now. Vert continues to be on the defensive throughout this rest of the first verse of the song since the demon is stronger than he thought. The first chorus Vert decides to dodge the demon''s attack since it was getting very dangerous to defend.


    "Fuck on me, look at me. Ayy, fuck on me, yah, look at me. Aye, look at me, look at me. Yah, fuck on me, yah. Aye, look at me, yah, fuck on me. Look at me, fuck on me. Yah, look at me, fuck on me. Yah, aye."


    With every sentence being said the demon tried to attack Vert but he swiftly vanished and appeared somewhere else around the demon. At this point, Vert was observing the demon and testing out his own limits. The demon begins to howl and it increases in size. It is about 15 feet tall now and it seems to have gotten 3 times as strong from the aura it is letting out now. Vert decided he would end the demon by the end of the song since it was getting too dangerous for him and Liafa. The demon waited for Vert to make the first move.


    "T took a white bitch to Starbucks, that little bitch got her throat fucked."


    At the end of those lyrics, Vert appeared before the demon and slashed at its throat. He successfully made a massive slit in the demon''s throat. It went down onto its knees and had its hands on the ground to prop it up. It was gasping for breath intensely.


    "I like to rock out like I''m misfit, my emo bitch like her wrists slit."


    Vert proceeded to cut the demon''s hand at the wrist and completely cut its hand off. Gold blood was spraying everywhere and the demon fell face first onto the ground.


    "Curly haired bitch like I''m Corbin, got, like, three bitches, I''m Mormon."


    Vert kicked the demon in the head and knocked most of its teeth out. The white sharp teeth were scattered throughout the whole floor. The demon was completely unresponsive at this point but it was still alive.


    "Skeet on your main bitch''s forehead, don''t want pussy just want head."


    Vert had picked up the demon by the chest and head butted it. A massive crackling sound was heard and the demon went limp. Its eyes were still open though and still full of fight. Vert grabbed its throat and began to squeeze with immense power. Vert stared into the eyes of the demon with eyes void of any mercy.


    "Look at me, fuck on me. Look at me, fuck on me. Look at me, fuck on me. Look at me, yah. Ayy, look at me, fuck on me. Look at me, fuck on me. Look at me, fuck on me. Look at me, yah."


    Vert said the last word to the song and the demons throat collapsed under the pressure of his group. Its blood began to flow all over Vert like a fountain. Vert was smiling since he had never had this much fun in a fight in his life. As the gold blood rained down onto Vert, Liafe began to snickered. Vert turned around to see what she was snickering at and then she spoke up.


    "If I would''ve known you are kinky and like gold showers, then I could''ve helped you out."


    Vert just looked at Liafa with a cold stare and she began to lose all color in her face. Vert drops the demon''s corpse and walks up to Liafa.


    ''I need to make a choice here, either accept Liafa''s feelings or tell her I''m not interested.''

 Zeneva, wherever that is. Chapter 10 (Original)

    "WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE MIGHT BECOME A LOVE INTEREST?!"


    Emeralda was glad to see that the two had come out of the hole safely, but Vert was covered in a gold liquid and was talking gibberish in Emeralda''s mind. Liafa was over in the corner make a few flowers.


    "SHE IS JUST A CHILD?!"


    The shrieking coming from Emeralda pierced Vert''s ears and made him wince. He tried to explain that if Liafa would show interest in him that he would gladly accept her love.


    "She has lived a long time, she was just reborn and growing again. Remember you were a kid once and I still showed you love. Plus I won''t abandon you, just love you both equally."


    Emeralda''s face was red from anger and she was staring into Vert''s eyes intensely.


    "Am I not good for you? I''ll do anything you say! Just don''t leave me!"


    Emeralda started to cry and Vert just hugged her. He caressed her head and held her close. In the back of his mind, he had a nagging feeling something bad would happen soon. He felt something small touch his back. Liafa had joined in on the hug and was smiling widely. Emeralda had noticed that and began to hiss at Liafa. Emeralda received a small tap to the head.


    "Bad, I expect you to accept it too."


    Emeralda looked at Vert completely defeated and looked back down at Liafa, who was sticking her tongue out at Emeralda. Fire began to slowly seep out Emeralda''s mouth from anger, but she stopped it as she could feel Vert giving her the cold stare.


    "Anyways, what did you guys find there and why are you covered with a gold liquid?"


    "Vert and I fought a demon! Vert got his arm cut off during the fight but I healed him! Afterward, he completely destroyed the demon while playing some weird sounds."


    Emeralda looked at Vert with some concern but was happy he had made it out alive. She took a second and then she finally realized that Liafa had said she healed him.


    ''If that is true, then she might be more useful than I thought.''


    Emeralda decides to accept Liafa for now since she could be useful to Vert.


    "Well, I''m going back to check out that room fully so I''ll you two to keep each other company."


    Before either could object, Vert was gone and the two just looked at each other.


    *In the room below Vert''s room*


    ''I wonder if this Seraph person left me anything as a reward if I would''ve beaten that demon.''


    Vert begins to search around the room and is soon met by a magic circle. It has awriting on it that even he can''t understand and it is glowing blue very brightly. He puts his hand on it and the circle shines so bright that it blinds Vert. He is met by the smell of something that he has never encountered before. His eyes finally adjust and before he is a massive source of water that stretches as far as the eye can see. He looks below him and he is on the edge of a cliff.


    ''The feel of this breeze, the smell of what I think is salt, my brain is telling me that this must be an ocean.''


    Vert takes a minute to take in the beautiful view before him but it is soon interrupted. Suddenly, Vert can feel two presences appear behind him and he turns around.The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    ''What do you know, they followed me.''


    The sight before Vert was Liafa and Emeralda. Liafa looked like she had landed on top of Emeralda during the teleportation and they both winced from the brightness of the sun. Liafa looked completely bewildered.


    "Where... Where are we?!"


    "Well, it looks like we are on the surface."


    Emeralda told Liafa this and out of nowhere, Liafa''s face grew bright. She jumped off of Emeralda and landed on the edge of the cliff. She had an amazed look on her face.


    "WOOOOOOAH~! I''ve always wanted to go out of the dungeon!"


    As Emeralda tried to drag Liafa from the ledge so she didn''t fall off, Vert noticed a green light come down from the sky. He opens the small green gem to find a note inside.


    "Congrats God of Death! You have completed your first Milestone *Go outside the dungeon*. You will now be rewarded with 10 pieces of platinum currency!"


    A small bag comes out of thin air and Vert catches it. He looks inside to see 10 bright gray coins. He attaches the bag to his pants and begins to think.


    ''I know about achievements, but what the hell is a milestone?''


    Vert''s thinking is interrupted by a voice of an old man behind him.


    "Hey, you kids! Get away from that cliff before you get hurt!"


    Vert turns around to see in fact an old man, but this old man was different. He had what looked like cat ears on his head. He was also speaking a language formerly known to Vert as "Japanese". The old man''s eyes widen as he sees Vert''s face.


    "My my, you aren''t from around here, are you?"


    "No we are not, do you mind telling us where we are exactly, it seems we are lost."


    Vert laughs and puts his hand behind his head as to look like he is embarrassed about being lost. The old man chuckled and waved the three to follow him.


    "Where are we going, Vert?"


    Liafa was very curious as to why they were following with such a small presence but Vert just pressed his finger to his mouth as to hush her. She nodded her head and continued to follow the old man without saying a word. They arrive at a small cottage and could see a small frail woman sitting on a chair on the porch


    "Eugene, who are these strangers you have brought to our house? You do this all the time and I''m getting tired of it."


    The small woman stared at the old man who was supposedly Eugene with an angry look.


    "Martha, meet the youngins that I met at God''s Cliff. They told me they were lost so I was going to help them out."


    "Alright, they can stay the night but you have to clean out the storehouse after you are done with it!"


    Martha didn''t seem very happy but was willing to help out the group of strangers. Once inside the smell of soup filled the air and it was very warm in the house. It was surprisingly cold outside but Vert hadn''t noticed till now. Once they all sat down in what seemed to be the living room, Eugene explained to the group where they were.


    "You are near a small town called Exail, which is in the country of Zeneva. This country is mostly filled with my kind but we do get visitors of humans like you. What is your name anyway?"


    "My name is Vert, this is Liafa, and finally this is Emeralda. As you can see she is not a human like this but she is of the Draconic race."


    Eugene smiled at the two girls and they smiled back and looked very interested in Emeralda. After a while of small chat, Martha came into the room and had 4 bowls of soup on a tray.


    "It''s not much since I didn''t know we would have visitors but it is enough for tonight."


    Emeralda and Liafa begin to hastily eat the food but Vert wasn''t going to eat any. He didn''t need to and he can''t remember the last time he had even eaten some food. When Emeralda started staying in his room bread and water began to appear out of nowhere so she could eat. Apparently, Liafa needed to eat as well.


    ''Maybe I''m different from Liafa even though we are technically gods. I have to at least eat a little so we don''t look suspicious.''


    He eats about half of the bowl and he decided that was enough. The group stays in the living room for a little longer while listening to Eugene''s stories about his "Golden Age" and it is eventually dark outside. Liafa had fallen asleep with her head on Vert''s lap and Emeralda had her head on his shoulder while drifting away. Eugene noticed and took the group to the extra bed room. Liafa was asleep while Vert carried her into the room and Emeralda groggily followed him in. They all lay down in the same bed and both Liafa and Emeralda were snuggling up to Vert.


    ''Zeneva huh, doesn''t seem like a bad place. Maybe we can get a house here and start a family... Man, I feel so tired, it is actually hard to stay awake.''


    Vert''s eyes begin to become heavy as this was the most tired he has ever felt in his life. Vert slowly slips away but before he falls asleep he thinks he hears someone chuckling, but he decides to ignore it since he was so tired.

 God Form 1, this will be interesting. Chapter 11

    ''This smell, it is a familiar smell.''


    Vert is awoken to a smell that is deeply engraved into his very soul. It is the sweet smell of decay and death. This smell rejuvenates Vert and he can feel power welling up inside of him. Vert opens his eyes to see he is tied up and inside of a small, dark building. He looks around to see Emeralda and Liafa are in fact in the same situation he is. Vert''s long sword was removed from his scabbard and so wasn''t his coin pouch. He can hear yelling outside.


    "Do you understand how much money this is?! We could buy a castle with this!"


    "But that doesn''t mean that they are very important to have so much money. You better kill them immediately, before they wake up."


    "Alright, alright, I''ll be right back."


    Vert can hear Eugene begin to open the door and Vert begins to smile.


    ''Oh, what''s this? I can tell this is gonna be fun.''


    Eugene enters the small building and sees that Vert is up and awake. Eugene stops in his tracks and stares at the awaken Vert. Eugene grabs the knife he had on his belt and lunges straight towards Vert. Vert vanishes and Eugene''s face turns pale white.


    "What the hell, where did he go?!"


    Eugene can hear Martha begin to scream outside so he hurried goes to see what is going on. Vert was standing there with his hands around Martha''s throat and had her lifted into the air. He had the smile of an insane person and his eyes turned from their original brown color to a deep dark red. Martha began to try to kick Vert but it didn''t affect him at all. He squeezed ever so slightly and her eyes popped out of her head. She was still alive and pierced the ears of everything around her with a blood-curdling scream. Vert grabbed one of the eyes and crushed it in his hand. Martha passed out from the traumatizing experience. Eugene just stood there in complete shock. Vert decided he was done with the woman dropped her. He then put his foot on her chest and it easily caved in due to the pressure of Vert''s foot. Vert could feel the woman''s heart and lungs are squished under his foot. Vert looks up towards Eugene and begins to smile even wider.


    "You''re the one who drugged me and my friends, tried to steal our money and then tried to kill us right?."


    Eugene just stood there in shock and wasn''t able to speak any words. Eugene suddenly felt his chest begin to tighten. His breath began to become slower and it hurt for him to breathe. The left side of his body began to go numb and Eugene could feel himself dying. Eugene looks up to Vert to see him just standing there smiling. His red eyes were piercing into Eugene''s soul and he could feel it. The last seconds Eugene spent conscious was him trying to say "Fuck you" to Vert but he was unable to get the words out.


    Vert began to gasp for air and is sent down onto his hands and knees. It felt like his heart was being ripped out of his body and his skin was melting. After 5 minutes of straight pain, it began to subside. He gets up and limps towards the house.


    ''Man, to think using my "God Form 1" for the first time would be so painful. I didn''t expect myself to be able to give people heart attacks.''Stolen novel; please report.


    Back when Vert first smelled the scent of decay he could feel something begin to form inside of him, this was "God Form 1". He decided to try it out and this was the result. With this activated he gained more power as his enemy began to die. He was able to control the flow of blood to one''s heart if they were weaker than Vert, but it was only in "God Form 1" that he could do this. He didn''t get to explore it too much but that is all he knew about it for the time being.


    Vert manages to get both sleeping girls inside and takes them back to the cottage. He sets them down onto the Master Room''s bed and realized he is covered in blood. He decides to take a bath and then join the two in the bed.


    *The Next Day*


    Vert is awoken to the sound of Liafa screaming. He hurriedly gets out of the bed and runs towards the sounds of the screaming. Vert finds Liafa standing over Martha and she has a horrified face. It looks like Liafa is getting ready to cry.


    "Look Liafa, I''m sorry I can explain-."


    "This woman landed on a type of flower I have never seen before and suffocated it to death! What an evil woman!"


    Vert laughed at the fact that Liafa was so worried over a flower and not the dead old people in front of her. Liafa got up from the dead woman''s corpse and skips over to Vert. The horrified expression from earlier was completely gone.


    "My that was fast."


    Liafa just looked at Vert like she was confused on what he meant. Vert looked back at the corpse and it began to sprout flowers! The hole where he eyes used to be had 2 small purple flowers blooming out of them. Vert began to chuckle at the funnily looking body in front of him. Vert follows Liafa back inside and sees Emeralda standing in the kitchen. She has 2 eggs being made and what looks like long, thin strips of meat already made. Liafa began to run through the house and to the kitchen to try to eat a piece of meat. Emeralda turned around and gave Liafa a smack on the wrist.


    "No, not until the rest of it is done. I am busy so please leave for now. When it is done I''ll bring you a plate."


    "Ok, thank you Emeralda!"


    Liafa playfully skips back into the living room where Vert was just standing there with his mouth wide open. Liafa sat down on the couch and began to summon different types of flowers on her finger tips. Vert quickly goes to the kitchen and confronts Emeralda.


    "When did you guys become friends! Just yesterday you objected the fact she could be a love interest?!"


    "Well while you were asleep we made a truce and agreed that as long as we both received equal amounts of love from you that we should keep the truce. Plus I realized that Liafa could be of use to you where I cannot."


    Vert just put his hand on his head and scratched it.


    ''Did I miss something?''


    Vert decides to accept it and thinks he should reward the two for their new found friendship. He walks up to Emeralda and spins her around.


    "Hey, I''m trying to cook here~ MMPH!"


    Vert interrupts Emeralda by planting a kiss on her lips. It isn''t a long kiss but enough to make Emeralda''s body heat begin to rise. She awkwardly shuffles her feet and tries to think of something to say in response.


    "It was a reward for becoming friends, I''m proud of you."


    Vert could tell that Emeralda truly despised Liafa in the beginning so he was truly surprised when they became friends. Vert left the kitchen and walked up to Liafa, who looked at him and smiled. Vert moved the hair from Liafa''s forehead and gave her a kiss there. Liafa''s face instantly grew a deep shade of red and she began to stutter.


    "WH-WH-WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"


    "I am rewarding you for becoming friends with Emeralda."


    "It''s not like I did it for your sake."


    Liafa quickly looked away from Vert and put her chin into the air. Vert realized he had seen this before but he didn''t know where. Then suddenly the word popped into his head.


    ''Oh god, is she a Tsun-Tsun? This could be problematic.''


    Vert decides to ignore the Tsundere showing in Liafa as he hopes she will out grow it. Vert goes outside and completely decays the bodies into nothingness. The only thing left was their clothes which he began to burn with his lightning.


    "Man, what a fucked up couple."


    Vert laughed at the irony of what he just said since he did torture Martha and gave Eugene a heart attack

 The town of Exail. Chapter 12

    After eating breakfast, Vert decided that he would loot the house while the other two played outside. After searching throughout the small cottage, Vert found a map and about 10 bronze looking coins. That''s it. Vert decided to check the kitchen for food and what he found in there was interesting. He checked the Ice Box where the meat was stored and he instantly realized that the meat inside of it was human. It didn''t belong to any animal or any other race, it was definitely human. Vert remembered that Emeralda had made bacon strips but instead where human strips. He decided he would not tell the two. Vert walked outside to only be thrown completely off guard. Liafa was on Emeralda''s shoulder and they were running around while Liafa was giggling intensely. Vert narrowed his eyes.


    ''Alright, this is going too far, they have to be faking it. Wait, I shouldn''t say anything, let''s see how ridiculous they get with this.''


    "Hey, you two, let''s go to this town called "Exail" and find out some more information on where we are."


    Emeralda and Liafa nodded their heads as to accept this notion and the group headed towards Exail. It is about a 3-hour walk and soon they are met with wooden walls. They follow the walls to find a gate with a guard. The guard was a cat man as well. They approached the guard and he got a confused look on his face.


    "Halt! What business do foreigners have in the town of Exail."


    "We have gotten lost and would like to learn more about where we are."


    "Alright..... You may enter but make your way to the Town Hall first."


    Vert nods his head and the other two follow him as he enters the small town. Vert easily locates the Town Hall and enters it. Inside is only one girl, who is standing behind the counter. She is smiling and Vert notices that it is definitely a forced smile. Vert walks up to the woman and begins to ask questions.


    "Who are you?"


    "I am the Town Hallreceptionist, nice to meet you!"


    Her voice is completely monotone and Vert already think this place seems suspicious.


    "Where I am?"


    "You are in the town of Exail which is in the country of Zeneva which is in thecontinent of Expellum."


    "What is a good way to make money?"


    "Doing quests for the adventurer''s guild."


    The monotone voice begins to slightly annoy Vert since it seems the woman would rather be dead than talking to Vert. Vert is completely off guard because he begins to look closely at the woman. She is a cat girl with white hair and white ears. Her light blue eyes shine like diamonds and her figure is just Vert''s type. Basically an hour glass and Vert could feel himself begin to fall in love. He grabs his head for a second and shakes it and the feeling is suddenly gone.


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    Vert looks back up to the receptionist and she is blushing. Vert is surprised since he figured this woman had no soul whatsoever.


    "Stop checking me out, it is embarrassing."


    "Ehhhhhhhhh?"


    Vert is completely off guard from the sudden tone in the girl''s voice. She faces away from Vert and looks at him from the corner of her eyes.


    "Pervert."


    Vert becomes speechless and can feel something begin to stab him in the back. He doesn''t want to turn around but does it anyway. Emeralda and Liafa were standing there side by side and intensely staring at Vert, they begin to have a conversation.


    "Why does the man we love have to be such a womanizer, disgusting."


    "Agreed Emeralda, should we maybe tie him up so he can never leave the house? Maybe then he will only show us love instead of trying to get new girls."


    "Pervert."


    The receptionist had joined into the conversation and was even standing beside the two.


    ''Wait! When did she get over there?!''


    Vert breathed heavily and put his hand onto his forehead. He could feel a headache begin to form. The girls continued to call Vert terrible names ranging from "Disgusting" to "Godly trash" and Vert couldn''t take it anymore. He teleported away and was outside again. He heard a startled whelp from a man and turned to see a cat man who was about in his 40s. The man was staring at Vert since he did just appear about of thin air.


    "My, don''t see that every day do we? You must be one of the foreigners Izuki told me about."


    ''Izuki must''ve been the guard at the gate. Wait, why do these people have Japanese sounding names while the other ones had European names.''


    Vert came to the conclusion that the old couple had given the group fake names. Vert responded to the man with a nod.


    "Alright, my name is Kakashi and I would like to welcome you to our humble town of Exail! I am the chief of this small town so if you need any help just ask me."


    "Sounds good, my name is Vert."


    The two shake hands and Kakashi enters the Town Hall. Emeralda and Liafa walk outside to find Vert but it didn''t take too long. They go to the Inn and Vert tries to get a nightly stay. As he walks up to the counter, the same Cat girl from before is behind the counter.


    "Hello pervert, would you like a room?"


    "Wait, you work here too?"


    "We are short handed so I work many jobs."


    Vert decides to leave it as that and manages to buy a room without being called pervert again. It cost him 1 bronze looking coin. Vert accepts the key and realizes that it is only around mid-day.


    "Hey girls, want to go shopping around town for a while?"


    "Yay! Shopping! What''s that?"


    Liafa was confused on what shopping was since she had too never left her room. The reason Vert knew was because of his former memories.


    *8 hours later*


    The group returned back to the room. Liafa was asleep as Vert carried her into the room. Everywhere they went in this little town, that cat girl was there, always behind the counter. Vert became very skeptical but decided to let it go. They had bought some food and really spent most of their time shopping explaining what each item they saw did to Liafa. She really did know barely anything. Vert laid Liafa down onto the spare bed for now as he would be going into the bath soon. The room they were staying in had one big bed and one small bed. Vert entered the bathroom and found a surprisingly big bath. He takes off his clothes and slowly enters the warm bath. Vert begins to slowly fall asleep in the warmth then suddenly he heard the door open. He turns around to see Emeralda naked. Her body was steaming with heat and she was walking towards Vert. Her pinks eyes had a slight red tint to them as she drew closer to Vert.


    "What are you do-."


    Emeralda put her finger up to Vert''s mouth and entered the bath with him. She drew close to him and sat on his lap. She presses her chest up to Vert''s and looked up to him.


    "I can''t refrain myself any longer. Please be one with me!"


    Vert can feel something begin to well up inside of him, but it didn''t feel natural. It felt as if the feelings were being forced into him, but he completely lost control before he had noticed. He grabbed Emeralda by her ass and drew her closer to him and into a kiss. The water in the bath began to boil as the two became one.

 Time to kill a God. Chapter 13

    "Don''t fall for his tricks..."


    Vert is pulled awake by a sudden slap to his head. He opens his eyes to see Liafa standing over him, on top of the edge of the bath. For some reason, the bath water was surprisingly warm and then Vert finally noticed it. Emeralda was snuggled up to him, naked. Vert tried to remember what happened last night but everything is just completely fuzzy. All that remains in his memory is someone saying "Don''t fall for his tricks". Vert shakes his head and decides he will look into it later but for now, he had to get himself out of this predicament. Liafa eyes were not green like before but were red. Vert could feel his heart begin to sink to the bottom of his chest. Liafa sent vines out of her back to ensnare Vert but he saw it coming. He vanished and reappeared and he had put his clothes on already.


    "Why don''t you just die already?"


    "Because I am the God of Death, and also I think you have the wrong idea! I don''t even remember what happened last night!"


    "I don''t care justdie!!"


    A shriek is heard throughout the whole town that shatters the windows to the Inn they were staying in. Overgrowth begins to form all throughout the room and Vert begins to panic. He realizes the situation is beginning to become dire as the Inn is being destroyed. The only way he figures he can stop this is by equalling Liafa''s powers. He tries to exert some of his power, but it is quickly outmatched.


    "He said you''d be mine... As long as I just stayed in the room. Everything would be ok and you''d only love me... He lied, and you will be punished for it."


    The red is Liafa''s eyes begin to glow extremely bright and her power exponentially increases. Vert teleports out of the inn, but not before grabbing Emerald. He is slightly outside the town walls and puts the naked Emeralda down onto the ground.


    ''What the fuck is going here?!''


    Screams begin to fill the air and a high pitched screech is heard for miles around. The screech would deafen most normal people but it didn''t affect Vert in the slightest. He peers over the wooden wall to see a massive plant sprouting from the place of the inn. It was about 70 feet tall and it looked like a Venus Fly Trap, but it was had several amounts of vines sprouting out of it and were searching for Vert. In the middle of the plants head was Liafa, whose red eyes were glowing even more brightly than before. The raging plant was grabbing innocent bystanders and wrapping them up in cocoons. The cocoons began to shine brightly and looked like the bright light fed Liafa power.Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere.


    ''I have to do something. Wait what?!''


    Vert could feel something extremely hot begin to tug on his leg. He looks down to find Emeralda trying to climb up Vert''s body. She is so hot that it is melting Vert''s clothes.


    "Make love to me...I need you inside of me!"


    Emeralda eyeswere the same colour of red as Liafa and Vert became extremely enraged.


    ''What the actual fuck is going on?''


    Vert teleports again but this time on top of a small hill near the town. He begins to look down onto the town while trying to rack his brain on what is going on. He didn''t want to hurt Liafa but he needed to stop her before she destroyed the whole town or even killed someone. Vert thought about a way to go about this but he was unable to explain why this was all happening, and then he heard the voice again.


    "He is controlling them, the God of Deception. You must kill him to bring them back or have to kill them to stop them."


    The familiar voice of a monotoned cat girl filled Vert''s head. He didn''t know how she sent him these thoughts but he now knew what to do to save his friends. Find the God of Deception and kill him.


    ''Even if he is immortal, I will find a way to end his existence.''


    Anger began to flow throughout Vert as he vanished from on top of the hill. The hill became completely devoid of all life as Vert left.


    *In the Realm of Gods*


    "Are you sure about this Seraph?"


    A quiet, monotone voice echoed throughout the whole room as a tall, heavenly figure stood over a massive well. Inside of the well was a pristine image of the hill where Vert once stood. The vast array of the stars in the sky shone brightly into the room as it did not have a roof.


    "If he is to fulfil my place he needs to learn to kill other godly candidates. He has much potential to become an official God. For now, he is beginning to blossom."


    "Don''t you think Dolos will be upset if his candidate is killed? He wants to become Head Chief and is willing to bulldoze all is his way."


    "Don''t worry dear Kishu, he is the one who tried to hinder my poor Vert''s progress, he will get what he deserves."


    Seraph began to laugh loudly and his echo was heard throughout the whole realm as he was petting his faithful servant, Kishu.

 The "God of Deception". Chapter 14

    Sekreathonce woke up inside of a room with a book in the middle. With nothing else being in the room, he decided to go to the book and read it. He was met by 3 different pages of "Achievements" and 50 other pages were blank. He decided that he would make he was out of the room but was soon met by someone in the corner of the room.


    "Just... Who are you.... Who am I?"


    "I am Dolos, yoursuperior in essence. You will be my replacement when I am done with you."


    After 500 years of intense training in the art of deception, Sekreath, the "God of Deception" was born. He was released into the world by Dolos and began completing achievement left and right at an amazing pace, using his deception and wit to help him along the way, but he soon got stuck. He was met with an achievement that he could not complete, until the day he learned something from Dolos. Apparently the "God of Life" and the "God of Death" left their rooms at the same time so this was the perfect chance to complete this final achievement and ascend to Godliness. This final achievement was, "Deceive one god into killing another". He had decided to use the God of Life since she was still in her kid from and would be useful to the world afterwards. He had her under his control, now all he had to do was find the God of Death and kill him.


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    Vert didn''t have as hard of a time as he thought when looking for the God of Deception. He listened to "Battle Born" by Five Finger Death Punch to pump himself up for the fight. He had used his insane speed to search every inch of a mile around the town but found nothing. Vert began to think about where to look but he soon felt a presence he hadn''t thought of before.


    ''The Chief of the town, that motherfucker. Kakashi was it?''


    It suddenly clicked inside of Vert''s mind. He hadn''t mentioned it but no matter where he went he could feel the same presence that Kakashi had put off. He figured that it was just the fact that since he was a native, that everyone in the town would have the same presence, but in fact, the presence was coming from Emeralda and Liafa.Vert couldn''t rack his brain on the thought of him having missed this important detail but he decided to turn this anger of himself into even more anger for the God of Deception.This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there.


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    Sekreath became very surprised at how much destructive power the supposed God of Life had. She was absorbing the villagers like it was her favourite past time snack. The power she had gained from said villagers and began to overflow, Sekreath was able to absorb this power for himself. He used this excess power to keep control of Liafa but that wasn''t too tasking to begin with. After seeing the man she "loved" naked with another woman gave Sekreath complete control over her. Then again, with his special power, Deception of God, he was able to control Gods or Godly people with surprising ease. This one in particularjust needed a tiny push and hecould do anything he wanted with her body. He was sitting in the basement of the Town Hall as the God of Life raged throughout the town, completely destroying it.


    The actual Kakashi was in the corner, dead and completely mutilated. He was tortured by Sekreath and told was forced to give all information of his past so it would be easier for Sekreath to deceive the actual villagers. Sekreath began to smile as his plan came to fruition, but he soon heard something that made his blood run cold. A small whisper coming from the door that led upstairs.


    "I found you."


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    Vert had finally found the location of his target and they were below the Town Hall. Vert just teleported inside and expected to have to fight someone but no one was there. He simply shrugged his shoulders and went down the stairs. He was disappointed he didn''t get a warm-up before the final fight. He leaned towards the door and could hear someone laughing.


    ''Oh, I have an idea.''


    Vert''s idea was to whisper into the door so he could get the attention of whoever was inside and wait for the person to attack the door. If the person would attack the door then Vert could truly see his power since he planned on teleporting into the room after he got their attention.


    "I found you."


    Vert had said this and teleported into the room. Inside he again is filled with the sweet smell of a rotting corpse and he feels as if it makes him stronger. He sees the man in the room and it is in face Kakashi but when Vert looked into the corner, the dead corpse was also Kakashi. This slightly confused Vert but other things were more important at the moment. Vert turned around, only to be mortified. The whole scene of the room changed and he was inside of a building he hadn''t seen in a long time. Memories began to flow back into his head like a flood. He quickly regained his senses and realized what the room was.


    "My... Studio."


    Vert walked up to the table that all of his recording items on it such as microphones and cameras. He turned around and saw a familiar audio board that he had spent countless hours hunched over. He was able to recognize every single detail in the room since he had lived here for 7 years of his former life. He smiled as happy memories filled his mind.


    "Hey baby, I''m home!"


    Vert hears a familiar voice and tears begin to flow down his face. He slowly turned around to see the woman known as Allie, and he called his wife.

 The battle of Gods. Chapter 15

    Allie walked up to Vert and gave him a small peck on the lips. She ignored the fact he was dumbfounded and was balling his eyes out.


    "You know we have that concert coming up right, you should be packed. I can''t believe you got a concert with Lil Uzi Vert, isn''t that amazing! It is already sold out."


    Allie had made her way into the kitchen and was making herself a snack after a long day of work. She was a nurse so she had just worked a 12-hour shift. She pulled out a cup of ramen and was warming it up in the microwave. Vert continued to not move. He couldn''t believe his eyes as his beautiful wife was alive and well again. His memory of his whole life came back except for the moments after Allie''s death. The only other thing he couldn''t remember was his name. Allie turned towards Vert and looked at him quizzically.


    "Are you okayVert."


    As soon as Vert heard his name, he began to laugh maniacally.


    ''I see what you did you son of a bitch. Using my memories against me huh?''


    Vert knew for a fact that his name in his past life wasn''t Vert and that this was all a trick of the God of Deception''s doing and plus he knew that Allie was definitely dead so he knew this was all just a ruse. He decided that he would not hold back any of his power and break free of this illusion. Vert activated his God Form 1 and could feel the power inside of him be released at an insane rate. The walls began to crack and Allie too began to crack. She turned around towards Vert and ran to him.


    "What are you doing baby! Snap out of it, it is me, Allie!"


    "Die."


    Vert''s eyesight became that of a negative picture and everything began to disintegrate. He is then ripped backward and is in a familiar room. In front of him is a man that has long red hair and has a hand over his eyes, blood is dripping from his eyes.


    "Damnit, you should''ve seen the person you loved the most, why did it not work?!"


    Vert teleported in front of the man and grabbed him by the hair. His hair turned white to Vert''s touch.


    "First, my real name is not Vert, secondly, I am the one who murdered her so I wasn''t going to fall for your tricks."


    Sekreath was surprised to hear this information but that didn''t surprise him since this was the God of Death. Sekreath decided he wouldn''t hold back either and also went into God Form 1. The air began to crack and tear as the unfathomable power of the two began to clash. You wouldn''t think that the power of Deception would be that strong but it had one unbeatable move. He was able to make molecules in the air change into different molecules using his deception. He located the power from Vert and began to deceive it into a harmless gas of Helium. It was actually working, but his deception was hardly able to keep up with the immense power emitting from Vert. Vert decided it was time to finish this and went to cut Sekreath''s head off, but he vanished the second the blade touched him.


    ''Wait, where did he go?''


    Vert was able to spot his presence outside and teleported out there. As soon as he teleported, he is met with a large vine coming right at him. He easily does a backflip and lands while cutting the incoming vine off from the source. Vert looked up to see the plant that was Liafa had grown up to 150 feet tall and its vines covered almost every inch of the town. On top of its head was Sekreath. The ground began to crack and what looked like golems made of vines and thorns began to pop out of the ground. In 3 seconds about 70 of them appeared in front of Vert.Vert finally began to become comfortable with God Form 1 and decided that he would try out its new powers.


    "Wow, can''t even fight your own battles and makes a little girl do it for him. You''re a pussy, you know that?!"


    Vert was screaming to Sekreath and was taunting him.


    "At least I won''t be the one defeated by a little girl!"


    Vert finally began to become comfortable with God Form 1 and decided that he would try out its new powers on this army of vine golems. A familiar song to Vert began to vibrate the air. "My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark" by Fallout Boy began to blast throughout the whole town. One ability that Vert ever used was that when his songs were played, he could use them as an echolocation for wherever they could be heard. Vert could see everything and anything going on in the town at every second. Is was one of the two main reasons he fought to the sound of music, the other one being that music pumps him up for fights.


    "Be-Be-Be careful making wishes in the-."


    Vert stops for a second to do a downwards slash with his longsword in his right hand onto the golem to his left and then elbows the one to his right with the same arm. They both instantly turn into black as after Vert''s attack. Plus these attack went nicely with the 2 guitar notes played between this line and the next.


    "Dark, Dark. Can''t be sure when they''ve hit their-."


    Vert immediately follows up the last attack with a spinning slash that cuts down the golem in front of him and kicks off and knees the one behind that in the face. These attacks were timed the as the same as the last one to continue the attacks correlating with the beat.


    "Mark, Mark.And besides, in the mean, mean time I''m just dreaming of tear you apart."Unauthorized duplication: this tale has been taken without consent. Report sightings.


    Vert points towards Sekreath after saying this and does the throat cutting motion with his thumb to his neck.


    "I''m in the de-details with the-."


    Vert puts his left hand through the face of a vine golem and uses its body to turn himself 90 degrees and delivers a kick to the face to the golem next to it that puts his foot firmly in its vine filled skull. Both golems disintegrated as he released more death power into them.


    "Devil, so now the world can never get me on my-."


    Vert then notices a golem behind him and punches upwards and connects with its jaw. The vine golem is sent flying throughout the air and Vert appears above it. He had jumped high into the air and barely managed to reach the altitude of which the golem had achieved, but since he made it he punched with immense force and sent the golem yet again flying but this time towards Sekreath. Liafa easily just snapped at it with her plant jaws and the golem was never seen again. Vert softly lands and more golems appear around him but now the song was getting to the fun part.


    "Level. I just gotta get you out the cage, I''m a young lover''s rage, gonna need a spark to ignite."


    With that being said Vert snapped his fingers and lightning began to form at the tip of his thumb.


    "My songs know what you did in the dark~. So-."


    Vert punches the ground and electricity begins to surge through it and catches all of the golems on fire due to its hot temperature. A couple of buildings are also set on fire. Vert raises his arms as more electricity begins to surge through him and into the ground and black ash begins to rain from the sky.


    "Light ''em up up up, Light ''em up up up, Light ''em up up up,I''M ON FIRE.So light ''em up up up. Light ''em up up up. Light ''em up up up,I''M ON FIRE."


    The fire that is completely covering all of the golems is beginning to intensify and they are soon turned to ash. Half of the village is on fire and sparks have reached the vines of Liafa. Severe pain goes throughout her face as her plant body is beginning to burn immensely. Vert finally fished the first chorus with the last "In the dark, dark" and now was the time to begin his assault on Sekreath. Wings began to pop out of Vert''s back and they were made entirely of the black looking ash that was raining from the sky. They looked like torn angel wings. Now he had the ability to fly up to Sekreath instead of having to jump.


    "Writers keep writing what they-."


    Vert had appeared in front of Sekreath in a split second after "they", but Sekreath just instantly vanished. Vert had predicted this would be the case, but something was wrong. The song was at 1:17 when he went to attack Sekreath but now the song was at 1:28. Vert tried to think of a way this could happen and suddenly, the monotone voice came into his head again.


    "He is able to deceive anyone around him to believe they are stuck in space and it seems as if he is the only one that can move during this time. Be careful."


    Vert heard this loud and clear but how could he beat this? How does he kill an enemy that he can''t touch? It took him a split second to realize something, Sekreath had lost a lot of presence when he disappeared. This meant that he had lost power. If Vert could keep this up then maybe Sekreath can only do this ability so many times and will be stuck or even he will become significantly weaker than Vert and he can give him a heart attack. Many different strategies ran through Vert''s head in under a second but he had no time to think, the song was continuing.


    "A constellation of tears on your-. My childhood spat back out the monster that you see."


    Vert tried hard to land a hit on Sekreath, but every time he did, sekreath just disappeared again. As the second chorus began, it ended. Sekreath continued to use this power to trick his mind and just evaded every time without saying a word. Vert began to think and he realized that maybe Sekreath thinks that all of his power comes from listening to music.


    ''What a foolish man.''


    Vert stopped the onslaught and completely cut the music entirely. Sekreath proceeded to stop as well it seemed. They stared at each other for a good while and Vert put complete concentration onto his electricity flowing through the ground, the black ash was still raining from the sky and the whole village was on fire at this point.


    *Sekreath''s POV*


    ''Now that he has no music, he has no fighting ability. At least that is what Dolos said. It seems I have enough power for one last "Deceive Time", let''s use it to attack instead of evade. God damn this tingling in my toes is fucking annoying.''


    Sekreath "stops" time and makes his way towards his unexpecting victim. Vert had his eyes closed and it seemed to Sekreath that he had accepted his defeat. The tingling in Sekreath''s toes stopped as he made stopped time and he was in front of Vert at this point.


    "Hope you like being reborn."


    Sekreath slashed down the dagger he had been carrying with him, but it came in contact with nothing. He slashed again and it still came into contact with nothing. He could feel himself losing the ability to "stop" time so he began to slash wildly at Vert, who was just standing there. The fire that was once at a stand still began to rage again as the area of the "Deceive Time" effect began to become smaller and smaller. At this point, Sekreath began furious as he did not know why he couldn''t land a hit on Vert. Blood went flying into the air as Sekreath made one final attack on Vert. Sekreath thinks for a second and he begins to backward fall to the ground. As he lands, all he can see in front of him is his legs standing there as he had been cut in half. A loud scream fills the air.


    "To think you could kill the God of Death? How pathetic."


    Vert had appeared over the bottomless Sekreath and had a massive, black scythe in his hand.


    "To think I was one achievement away from Godhood. Oh well, I''ll just come back and kill you!"


    Hatred began to fill Sekreath''s eyes as he began to slip away. Once a God was killed, all their achievements reset and they had to start all over again. The first person to complete the set of impossible achievements was brought to the Council of Gods and was inducted into it. The god who volunteered said being was made Chief God, as they were able to win the game. This is the game that what Sekreath, Liafa, Vert, and 97 other beings were put into. Vert didn''t know this but would find out soon.


    "I don''t know what you''re talking about, but you''re not coming back."


    Vert placed the tip of his scythe onto Sekreath''s chest and Sekreath''s body was sucked into a hole in made. Right when Vert had ended the song, the ability to use this scythe came into his head. it was called "Death of God" and was able to permanently kill any God by absorbing said God. Vert had a chance to gain the power of the God he had absorbed, but it didn''t work this time. Vert turned around to see the plant monster that was Liafa begin to decay until it was just the little girl laying on the ground. Vert went and picked up the small girl and teleported with her out of the burning city. He teleported to where he last saw Emeralda and she was still there, naked and on the ground. The fire had in fact reached her but she was not even affected by it. Vert put his long shirt over her and it barely managed to cover the important parts. Finally, he teleported them both on top of the hill he was once at and stared down at the burning city. While still in God Form 1, he could see the souls of the dead float over where they had died but at the moment he knew not what to do with them but then it clicked. A smile went across Vert''s face as a plan formed in his head what he would do next.


    *End of Volume 1*

 Q&A Time! Not a Chapter

    Alright, I know this story seems a little confusing now but it will become clearer soon, but if you all have some questions you want to be answered then put them down into the comment section below! I will answer all of them as long as it does not spoil the main plot of the story. Stuff like "Who is the other 2 girls?" will be accepted where as stuff like "Does Vert become an actual god?" will not work. I will reply as soon as I can so go all out people! The answers I have will be posted here as well as the questions. - Freww6


    Lkjfdsay1: When will there be more Chapters? And First?


    Answer: Tomorrow evening and if not tomorrow then Sunday. And yes, you were first.


    10-Tailed Fox Soveriegn: So did Vert and Emeralda have sex?


    Answer: Yes they did, they don''t remember it but yes they did. I might add to where they actually do remember it and it is a vivid sex scene but I''m still on the edge about that.


    HippyTOAD: Are there any chances of a pet/mount?Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.


    Answer:If by pet you mean like an animal of some sorts that follows the MC and helps him in fighting then yes. As for the mount, he doesn''t really need one but someone in his group will acquire one.


    Phantomask: Will we get to know more about this Council of Gods?


    Answer: Within the next 3 chapters yes.


    Themystogrigen: Was there a dragon slaying condom (With fire resistance enchants) involved?


    Answer:God damnit mysto. No there was no condom involved and no, Emeralda is not pregnant. Wouldn''t it just slip off anyways since they were in the bath? I think that''s how that works..... Right?


    Shadowolf660: Will Vert continue to be an airhead for the rest of the story???


    Answer:No, he actually becomes extremely intelligent within the end of this volume or the beginning of the third, I haven''t completely decided yet. But for a fact, he will not be an airhead forever. Good question.


    AtherialGlaive:Even though Vert is going the death and kings route can he still get several achievements from other lines such as getting an underworld or creating undead armies just so long as he accomplishes the king route first?


    Answer:Yes he can and in fact he most certainly will. Some achievements even require you to do separate categories to be able to do the one you want an example will be "Make an Underworld so you can collect souls"but before he can do this he must complete "Resurrect 50 beings". This is not shown yet but will be known soon.

 Kaitla. Chapter 16

    Vert could feel the knowledge of how to control the souls of the undead begin to fill his brain. He doesn''t exactly know how this happened but he figured he might have leveled up or something like that. He could feel the pain and sorrow the souls had gone through and their restlessness. Before he could do anything, a presence appeared behind him.


    "Congratulations, you have killed your first god. It seems you already have the reward for it in your head."


    Vert could recognize this voice as a certain monotone cat girl. He turns around and confirms it is in fact her. He didn''t know what she was but he did know that she had helped him telepathically so he was grateful to her. As fast as he can go to say something the cat girl interrupts him.


    "My name is Kaitlaand I am the apprentice to the God Seraph. He has sent me here to inform you of any questions you have."


    ''Alright, she is here to help me. I''ll have to ask her how I got on this planet.''


    Vert begins to open his mouth and is interrupted again.


    "Any question at all and I will answer it as soon as possible."


    "Ok so-."


    "I will answer your questions, I promise."


    "Then stop interrup-."


    "Pervert."


    ''Goddamnit this again. She interrupting me so she doesn''t have to answer my questions.''


    "Silence."


    Vert thought about ripping her vocals cords out but he figured scaring her to be quiet would be enough. He let out the most deadly aura he could and Kaitla seemed completely unfazed. The ground began to deteriorate and lightning began to crack around Vert. His eyes were filled with a bloodlust that could make the most experienced fighters begin to call for their mothers. If you looked really closely, you could see a slight quivering in her knees and Vert noticed this. God Form 1 was a truly terrifying thing in the hands of the God of Death. This was the first time Vert actually got a good look at Kaitla and she had on a plaid skirt with a plain white dress shirt and in fact, she looked like a school girl to Vert.The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    ''Wait, what''s a school girl? Ah, nevermind.''


    "Now that you won''t interrupt me, who am I and why should I complete these achievements."


    "You are the candidate that Seraph, the God of Justice, has chosen to fight for him in the tournament for the next Head Chief of the Council position since the last one is dead. The first candidate to complete one Final Achievement is declared the winner of the competition and is made into a true God. The God who chose this person is made the Head Chief as they were the one to see the most potential in that person and chose them out of Quintillions of choices. You were chosen for the reason you have the natural ability to kill anything that can breathe and the title "God of Death" was bestowed to you by the Council for this specific reason. Another reason you should complete said achievements is to regain your old memories, gain knowledge, and to gain incomprehensible powers. I will not lie, you have the hardest achievements out of all the other 99, no 98 candidates."


    Vert began to process the information he was just told and was beginning to understand. He looked back up at Kaitla, who was still slightly quivering and Vert refused to release this aura since he could get information while in it.


    "Ok, what is your purpose now?"


    "I am to follow you for the rest of your journey but I am not to interfere physically but I can give you advice. After 2,450 years of you doing nothing but listening to music Seraph gave you a push out the door and that is why you are here."


    "That''s true, all I did was kill and fight people since I came here, but 2,450 years, that''s a lot longer than I thought."


    Vert had become a complete killer within the extent of the time he spent in his room and had fought top level heroes for these years. This is why he killed almost anything with ease and why he is so used to his powers.


    ''I am good at killing things but can I really rule a kingdom? Well, it is not like I have a time limit, if anything to extend my time I just have to kill other Gods. Maybe I should kill all other Gods except for Liafa.''


    Vert began to think extensively about what to do in the future and noticed Kaitla began to turn blue in the face. He was confused by this and released his aura that instilled fear into her soul. She lets out a long breath and begins to wheeze heavily. Apparently when the fear of being murdered makes you hold your breath in anticipation so she had been holding her breath when she wasn''t speaking. Vert looks back at the souls and pulls out his scythe. He lifted it and the souls were sucked into said scythe. He looked at its black blade and could see all the souls swimming around inside of it. One of them shined brightly which was Sekreath.


    ''Time to do some necromancy until Liafa wakes up I guess.''

 The beginning of Necromancy. Chapter 17

    The fire has subsided and all that is left is a wide pile of ash where the town of Exail used to be. The ash has yet to fully settle and is still flying about. Vert is walking through the burning ash while spinning his Death of Godscythe. He searches around for anything that can salvagable but there are not even corpses left after that inferno. Vert takes a good look at the 7-foot long scythe again and it feels as if it is a part of him. He can feel the souls swirling about inside of it as if they were inside of him.


    ''What a weird feeling. I have no corpses I can use Resurrect on so let''s try to make one from scratch.''


    Vert outstretches his right hand towards the scythe in his left hand and a soul slowly tears itself away from the blade of the scythe. The soul begins to do circles in Vert''s palm as he looks at it with his deep red eyes. He stares at it for a long time while thinking about what he can do with this. He takes the soul and places it into the ground.


    "Manifest."


    The ground begins to part as a sickly looking being arises. The creature is a sickly green and is basically skin and bones. Every bone in its body is being shown and it has a screaming expression on its face.


    ''Hello, master.''


    The ghastlybeing kneels down and bows to Vert. It stays there as if waiting for a command. It didn''t even speak verbally but in fact spoke telepathically. Vert was very surprised when this happened.


    ''State what you are.''


    ''I am a Ghoul, Master.''


    ''What can you do?''


    ''Anything that is asked of me and is within my capabilities.''


    Vert scratches his head with his scythe and thinks about what he could do with this Ghoul. He doesn''t know how strong it is, how intelligent it is or even if it needs food or not. The Ghoul senses the restlessness is his Master so he helps him out.


    ''Check my stats.''


    ''Stats?''


    Vert looks at the Ghoul with a quizzical look and a sudden idea pops in his head. Something about a web novel he read, whatever that was, had something like this. All you had to was say ''Status Check'' for yourself and you could even show yourself the status of other creatures as long as you owned them.


    ''Maybe this is how it works here? Status Check.''


    <table>


    <tbody>


    <tr>


    <td>Name: ?????</td>


    <td>-----------Classes-------------</td>


    <td>--------Powers-------</td>


    <td>-------Skills--------</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>Titles: God of Death, Vert</td>


    <td>DJ: Level 100</td>


    <td>Blood Bending Level 5</td>


    <td>Natural Born Killer</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>---------Attributes----------------</td>


    <td>God of Death: Level 25</td>


    <td>Death of GodLevel 1</td>


    <td>Leader of the Dead</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>STR: 504,569</td>


    <td>Necromancer: Level 5</td>


    <td>Resurrect Level 1</td>


    <td>Scent of Death</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>DEX: 603,938</td>


    <td>Blood Bender: Level 20</td>


    <td>Pressure Level 10</td>


    <td>Aura of Death</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>WIS: 500,817</td>


    <td>Dark Arts: Level 5</td>


    <td>After Image Level 5</td>


    <td>Betrayer</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>MNT: 100</td>


    <td>Lightning Master Level 10</td>


    <td>God Form 1 MAX</td>


    <td>Unbreakable</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>LCK: 99 MAXED</td>


    <td></td>


    <td>Lightning Bolt Level 5</td>


    <td></td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>Health: 300,000</td>


    <td></td>


    <td>Lightning Skin Level 1</td>


    <td>---------Race--------</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>Mana: 200,000</td>


    <td></td>


    <td>Manifest Level 1</td>


    <td>Human</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    An image appears in Vert''s head as he looks at what is considered his ''Stats''. He doesn''t really know what to look for but he thinks this is impressive compared to what he saw in the supposed Web Novel. MNT, which was Mental fortitude, looked a little low but LCK, which was Luck, maxed out at 99 so maybe 100 was high. Little did he know that is was actually severely weak. He kept observing all of his skills, classes, and powers and he was still confused. He knew how to do all of this stuff but didn''t know there was a name for it.If you come across this story on Amazon, it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it.


    ''What sort of magic can tell me this stuff?''


    He says this to the Ghoul but it stays silent and continues to kneel. Apparently, this was out of the Ghouls knowledge. Vert decided to check the Ghouls status.


    ''Check Status.''


    Nothing happened.


    "Check Status."


    This time he says it aloud and still, nothing happens. A small black orb falls from the sky. Vert recognizes it as one that looks like he completed an achievement. He cracks open the orb and looks at the note inside.


    "Congrats God of Death! I''m not gonna lie we were a little behind on this one but you completed another Achievement! This was *Make a self-conscious being* and your reward is to be able to see their statuses and the knowledge of all the undead and what souls make what undead! Yay, exciting right?! - Council of Gods."


    A small ball of light inserts itself inside of Vert''s head and he can feel the complete knowledge of every single undead begin to fill his head. The ability to check his undead''s statuses is also given to him.


    ''Check Status.''


    A table appears in Vert''s head.


    <table>


    <tbody>


    <tr>


    <td>Name: Fumiko Yuki</td>


    <td>-----------Classes-------------</td>


    <td>--------Powers-------</td>


    <td>-------Skills--------</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>Titles:None</td>


    <td>Ghoul: Level 1</td>


    <td>None</td>


    <td>None</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>---------Attributes----------------</td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>STR:100</td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>DEX:50</td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>WIS:20</td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>MNT:40</td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>LCK:1</td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    <td>---------Race--------</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>Health: 300</td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    <td>Ghoul</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>Mana: 0</td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    Vert choked a little when he saw the pitiful stats of the Ghoul he had made. Apparently, it was a she, and her name was Fumiko Yuki. Vert decided to just call her Ghoul for now.


    ''So Ghoul, how do you level up.''


    ''I leave up by defeating enemies of master.''


    ''So, you''re supposed to be an offensive class, wow that''s sad. Anyways this is your first order. Go find something to do and level up.''


    The Ghoul, who still had the face as if she was screaming, rose up and ran off into the distance. Vert didn''t know where she went or what she would do but that was not important to him. He had gained the knowledge of what soul would manifest into what type of being and he began to laugh. That Ghoul would likely try to kill some random passerby that just so happened to meet it but Vert was more focused on the soul of Sekreath. He pulled out the glowing, massive soul and stuck it into the ground.


    "Manifest."

 The start of a new kingdom. Chapter 18

    Sekreath could feel warmth begin to fill his soul as he is ripped out of the scythe. Vert''s hands were surprisinglywarm and felt reassuring even though those hands had murdered him. He could feel himself be propelled into the ground and began to take shape. As he came out of the ground, he could see the person who remade him. This was, in fact, Vert and Sekreath saw Vert as his master. Something was off this time though, Vert was a lot taller than he remembered. Sekreath looked down at himself and let out a loud scream.


    "YIP?!"


    ''Wait a second, did I just yip?!"


    "Yip!"


    Sekreath tried to speak again but to no avail. He was in the body of a fox looking creature. He looked back up at his master.


    ''What have you done to me?!''


    Vert simply looked at the Kitsune, who was yelling at Vert telepathically, and he began to go through his mind where he went wrong. In his head, the most likely answer was that Sekreath would come back as a Doppelgangerbut for some reason, he came back as a Kitsune. Another thing was the fact he wasn''t considered an undead even though Vert had used necromancy. Maybe Manifest would manifest the soul as a being related to how it acted before. He thought a little longer and it finally clicked, as if some magical force explained it to him.


    ''Ah, Doppelganger''s been used already, curse that chest.''


    A Kitsune wasn''t exactly the weakest thing he could come back as but Vert wanted something Verocious and Kitsune''s don''t come to mind when thinking about this characteristic. He looked at the nine tailed fox and it was sparkling white with bright blue eyes. The fox formerly named Sekreath was still freaking out.


    "YIP YIP YIP!"


    He kept going on and on about how he would get Vert back for doing this to him, even though he wasn''t allowed to harm his master/creator.


    ''Status Check.''


    <table>


    <tbody>


    <tr>


    <td>Name:Sekreath</td>


    <td>-----------Classes----------</td>


    <td>--------Powers-------</td>


    <td>-------Skills--------</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>Titles: God of Deception</td>


    <td>Kitsune Level 1</td>


    <td>Shapeshift Level 1</td>


    <td>Deception of Gods</td>


    </tr>


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    <td>---------Attributes----------------</td>


    <td>God of Deception Level 80</td>


    <td>Ethereal Powers Level 1</td>


    <td>Mana Detector</td>


    </tr>


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    <td>STR: 104,569</td>


    <td>Rogue Level 40</td>


    <td>Deception Level 15 MAX</td>


    <td>Farsight</td>


    </tr>


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    <td>DEX: 203,938</td>


    <td>Shapeshifter Level 1</td>


    <td>Magic Blast Level 1</td>


    <td>God Resurrected</td>


    </tr>


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    <td>WIS: 250,817</td>


    <td>Deciever Level 90</td>


    <td>Crystal Daggers Level 1</td>


    <td></td>


    </tr>


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    <td>MNT: 900,100</td>


    <td>Spellweaver Level 1</td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    </tr>


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    <td>LCK: 34</td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    </tr>


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    <td>Health: 50,000</td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    <td>---------Race--------</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td>Mana: 100,000 (+2,000/per sec)</td>


    <td></td>


    <td></td>


    <td>Kitsune (Yako)</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    Vert looked at the stats of Sekreath with utter amazement. He kept some of his old abilities from his old life but also lost his ability to technically be a God. The thing that amazed Vert the most was his MNT, it was over 9000 times better thanVert''s. He would find a way to fix this later for sure. The Kitsune had finally calmed down and was looking at Vert at this point.


    ''So you brought me back why exactly?''


    ''Because you''d be useful. Get used to it, it''s your fault for fucking with me.''


    The Kitsune let out a long sigh and his fox ears suddenly perked up into the air. Vert noticed this and decided to ask about it.The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    ''What did you hear Sekreath?''


    ''I don''t have to take orders from you-, I heard a scream on top of that hill over there.''


    The Kitsune had tried to object Vert but was forced to answer. Vert looked at the way the Kitsune nodded towards and that was the hill Liafa and Emeralda was on. Vert hadn''t heard anything but trusted the Kitsune''s senses.


    ''Hopefully, he can''t trick the system.''


    ''Don''t worry, I don''t think I can.''


    Vert had forgotten that Sekreath could read his mind and just shook his head. He really didn''t know if he could trust him or not. Vert teleported on the hill and was surprised to see a message pop into his head.


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    <tbody>


    <tr>


    <td>Your ''Ghoul'' has been eliminated.</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    The message wasn''t wrong as the Ghoul stood there with vines piercing its body at several angles. The vines were made by Liafa and she was crying with her head between her knees with sitting in the fetal position. Vert got closer and barely managed to dodge the vine that came for him.


    "Hey, Liafa, what is wrong?"


    Liafa snaps her head up and looks at Vert with glossy eyes. She begins crying even harder and runs towards Vert. She hugs him tightly as her head barely reached his abdomen. He puts a hand on her head and begins to rub it.


    "You didn''t answer me, what''s wrong?"


    "I-I-I... *sniff* Had a terrible nightmare that I was trying to... *sniff* kill you, and no matter how hard.... *sniff* I tried, I couldn''t stop myself!"


    "It wasn''t a dream, it actually happened but it wasn''t your fault. It was the God of Deception''s fault."


    "Technically it was her fault, she has such an infatuation for you that it made her easy to deceive. I don''t understand why you love him so much, you barely know each other!"


    Sekreath had appeared behind the two and apparently, he had poked around in her memories of the last ten years and saw that she had just met Vert not too long ago and she was still basically madly in love with him even if she might not show it.


    "You don''t understand.... I have known him longer than that, even if I never met him I could tell by his voice!"


    Vert gave Liafa a confused look as he had no idea what she was talking about. He started to think back to how she would know him but nothing rang a bell. Maybe she was just imagining things. She was definitely imagining things.... Right?


    "Wait what, when did you get the ability to talk, you were just yipping like seconds ago. Nevermind, that''s not important right now, what is important is what I have planned."


    Liafa looks up at Vert and gives him an excited look. She was expecting some epic adventure with fun, glory, and romance! Truly the ideal plan for a kid.


    "What do you have planned?!"


    ******Several hours later********


    "THIS IS BORING!!!!"


    Liafa was complaining while Vert was busy ignoring her and staring at his scythe from a distance. Vert found out that the reason Liafa killed the Ghoul was that the Ghoul said it wanted to kill her to level up, also it was very scary in Liafa''s childish eyes. Vert really thought that Liafa would be more mature since they were technically the same age, but guess not. As to what the plan was, Vert''s plan was to make a city completely out of wood that would be made from Liafa''s magic if she could and as the Goddess of Life, this was an easy task for her. Vert had accidentally made a house decay into nothingness after he touched it with his hands while in God Form 1 so he decided to do some "Necromancy" from a distance.


    He wouldn''t exactly call this ''Necromancy'' as he was able to create creatures that weren''t undead but he decided that his world''s aspect of it and this world''s aspect were different. While waiting for Liafa to finish, he figured out how souls work and how accurate his ability to tell what they would turn into before he used manifest. For every case except for Sekreath, he was able to predict the creature that would come out. He would then kill them and receive their soul again as he had no use for them at the moment. Emeralda was still asleep and was inside one of the houses Liafa had made. Liafa was also able to create furniture and even make cotton plants for cushions and clothes. She couldn''t make the clothes though so that was something that Vert needed to figure out, how to deal with a semi naked draconic lady.


    "I''m done! 10 houses, 1 inn, and a town hall just like you asked!"


    Vert had noticed Liafa had come over and began to pat her on the head for the good job she had done. He was still shirtless and Liafa refused to look at him straight on. Vert just chuckled and shook his head at the bashful God. He asked her to make them exactly like the town once had and that''s exactly what she did. To the last detail, she had made exact replicas. Vert had deactivated his God Form 1 and his scythe was gone now and Kaitla was nowhere to be seen. Sekreath followed him everywhere Vert went and Vert began to laugh immensely when he entered the town hall.


    ''What''s so funny exactly?''


    Sekreath asked this and Vert slowly turned to him with a smile on his face. A sign could be seen above the receptionist desk. Vert simply pointed to it.


    "WELCOME TO M.A.A.D. CITY! CAPITAL OF THE NEW KINGDOM, MORTEM!"

 Zombies are Idiots. Chapter 19

    The Kitsune scoffs as it sees the sign that insinuates that the God of Death plans on making his own kingdom. He doesn''t know what Mortem means but it has a weird ring to it.


    "Why exactly are you making a kingdom? Shouldn''t you be doing things that involve killing people?"


    "This is one of my achievement paths?"


    "Wait, just one, does that mean you have multiple?!"


    Vert just tilts his head after the Kitsune remarks. He didn''t understandwhy the Kitsune was so surprised at the fact that he had 3 different paths.


    "Ya, I have 3, how many did you have?"


    "I only had one?!"


    Vert let out a small ''Ehh~?'' as he was surprised at what the Kitsune had just told him. Kaitla had told him he had the hardest achievements out of the others but to also have more choices than the others was just ridiculous. Did they think him very highly, or did they want him to fail? This is all Vert could think about for the next hour. He told Sekreath the Kitsune to stay in the Town Hall while he went out to do stuff. Vert had other projects to work on so he would put off worrying about the achievements until he saw Kaitla next.


    ''Where did she go anyway?''


    Vert swears she disappeared as fast as she appeared, but then again she was the servant to the God Seraph so she must be pretty strong. Vert exits the small village and goes into God Form 1. He could feel that his muscle begin to ache as he has not had sleep for a while but this isn''t the time for that. He pulls his scythe out of thin air and puts his hand up to the black looking blade.


    He focuses on his hand and pulls out 10 souls. He carefully examines said souls and nods his head in acceptance of what is in front of him. He puts his hand down on the ground and casts a spell to bring the souls back to life.


    "Manifest."


    10 holes in the ground appear and creatures begin to come out of said holes. All of them looked like normal cat people as they once were but if you looked at their eyes, they looked soulless. Vert had used his knowledge to find 10 souls that would turn into zombies that he could have to populate his new village. He looked at the zombies and they definitely looked like real people. He was surprised that none of them had said anything about him being their master but he decided that maybe they didn''t have to when summoned but was just a choice. The Ghoul he summoned, who was now dead, had said this so this is why he was confused.


    He walked up to one and decided to touch it. As his hand touched the zombie he could feel no warmth at all and was surprisingly bone chilling cold. There was 5 female zombies and 5 male zombies. Vert walked up to one of the older looking zombies who looked like a blacksmith. They all came from the ground with clothes on surprisingly and he had on a leather apron.


    ''Hello, are you a blacksmith?''


    ''Uuuugggghhhhhhh.''


    Yep, Vert knew there would be a drawback to the zombies and this was a big one. They did not have the ability to talk and could barely be considered a "Self-consciousbeing". Vert shook his head as he couldn''t think of a way around this lack of communication if they were to be citizens. He had planned to make them into citizens and have them here so maybe more people will flock here since there was an abundance of land to be taken and used. He turned off God Form 1 and started walking back towards the town, he thought of a way around the speech problem maybe.


    ''Follow me.''


    He could hear the zombies begin to follow him but they were slow and stumbled a lot. Vert began to get slightly frustrated at how stupid these zombies actually were.This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.


    ''Fuck should''ve just summoned the skeletons and claimed that I found a new race of people. Well, that wouldn''t work well either, would it? *Sighs* This is hard than I thought it would be.''


    The shambling corpses finally made it into the middle of the small village and Vert decided to try out his new plan to avoid the speech problem. A cut appears on the front of the neck of all of the zombies but it is not deep. They didn''t bleed at all and Vert doubted they even had blood. Liafa comes running over to Vert with an excited face.


    ''Right on time.''


    "I did it, Vert! I made the mansion like you asked!"


    Vert had asked Liafa to do 2 things before he left the village. One was to return the land around the village to a lush green grass compared to the ashes that were there before. The second was to make a house the size of 3 of the Inns combined, which Vert ultimately called a mansion. This mansion had 20 rooms, 2 living rooms on opposite sides of the house, a massive kitchen, and finally a huge open room at Vert''s request. It had yet to be furnished since he told Liafa to report back to him immediately after she made the actual foundation and skeleton of the house. He didn''t know the limit to her powers and it seemed she was beginning to get very tired even if she had just taken a nap after coming at of Sekreath''s control.


    "Good job, I can also see that there is grass again, I am so proud of you!"


    Vert put his hand on her head and disheveled her bright green hair. If he wasn''t mistaken, she seemed to be a lot more grown than when he first met her. She looks like she is about 15 at this point. As Vert continues to pet the girl, she begins to look more and more energized.


    "I have one more final request for the day, make stitches to close the cuts on these peoples necks."


    Laifa looks at the 10 people that were behind Vert and she lets out a small scream.


    ''Even though their throats are slit, they are not even bleeding?! Nevermind, I won''t question him.''


    Small vines come out of Liafa''s hand and insert themselves into the neck of the zombies. They make a stitch like formation and close the wounds of the zombies.


    ''Now if anyone ever comes to the town and asks why you have cuts on your necks, show them this note and don''t do anything else.''


    Vert gave all of the zombies a note that said the same thing. He teleported and wrote the notes faster than the eyes can see so it looked like the paper came out of nowhere even though he got it from the Town Hall. The note reads as shown.


    "9 others and Iwere captured by a sick man and he took our ability to speak. Our gracious Lord Vert saved us from this crazed man. If you have any more questions please ask him."


    Vert hoped that the zombies could at least do something simple as this and they all nodded their heads to accept the order from Vert. He let out a breath of relief and decided to break them into pairs. He made 3 straight couples, 1 lesbian couple, and 1 gay couple. This was to hopefully show that this town accepts any and all. He gave them the simple command of ''Do what you used to do in your past life'' hoping maybe they would remember and surprisingly they did. He recognized one of the lesbian girls as the assistant receptionist for the Inn so she would be the official receptionist of the Inn now. With all of the houses, there was a store connected at the first floor and the actual living space on the second floor. Vert had made a simple tools store that sold farming tools, swords, and armor that Liafa had made. They were not the best make butthey looked the part. The actual tools were not made of metal but in fact made of wood but looked like they would actually work if used. Vert didn''t know the length of Liafa''s power but he wasn''t going to question it anytime soon.


    There was also a restaurant which was owned by the gay male couple. The food was of course made by Liafa and they had a sizeable garden behind their house. There was a furniture store that sold simple sets of furniture if anyone wanted to furnish their houses if they ever wanted to move here and build a house. The final store was actually a small pub which mainly served drinks and alcohol and would be an important place for Vert''s later plans. This was all made in one day by Liafa and Vert was surprised at the small girl''s powers. Fortunately, the zombies didn''t need to eat or didn''t even need sleep but they would still sleep anyways to play the part. Vert had fine tuned their actions as the day slowly came to an end. There was still 4 empty houses that he didn''t know what to do with at the time and he also needed to ask Liafa to furnish the mansion soon.


    Vert enters a small house that had Emeralda inside and goes up the stairs, Liafa following him. They walk up to the bedroom and open the door to see Emeralda was still asleep and has yet to awaken from when Sekreath controlled her. Vert had already asked Sekreath when she would awake and he simply answered ''Whenever she wants to'' which was strangely vague but Vert couldn''t get any more out of him. Vert just shakes his head as worry rushes throughout his body and goes into the second bed in the room. Liafa slips into the same bed and snuggles up to Vert. He went to protest but he was too tired to do anything about it. He feels himself slip into a deep sleep with a slight sense of paranoia that someone is watching him.

 Old memories huh? I dont like them. Chapter 20

    As Vert slips into the dark abyss that we call "sleep", he begins to dream. These dreams are filled with memories of his past life. Not all of his memories are present in his current state of mind but there is enough to piece together what his past life was like. He basically became a passenger in a train in his dreams as his memories flashed by. It all began on a stormy night on November 13th, 2000. Vert was born in a Camden Clark Memorial Hospital in the town of Parkersburg, West Virgina. His parents were happily married and he was the first born of the family. At the young age of 3 Vert''s father went out to war and he and his mother moved to Jacksonville North Carolina while his father was out in the Iraq war. His father came back safely 6 months later but unfortunately was diagnosed with PTSD. This put a lot of stress on Vert''s father and Vert could no longer spend the same bonding time with his father as he had become an intense alcoholic.


    Fast forward to when Vert was at the still young age of 6 and his sister was born. He can''t quite remember any of his family member''s names so that will be left out for now. He and his sister bonded really well throughout their years together and Vert finally reached the age of 14 and was half through his 7th Grade year. Throughout his life, he was in every sports team that he could be on and was considered the top student in his class. He was truly the perfect child as he was never in trouble and never took anything for granted, but that all changed on his birthday. His father had recently quit alcohol due to his son''s wishes, as that was what Vert had asked for his birthday from his father. Vert had come home on his bike as usual with his sister and there were cops surrounding his house. His sister was only 8 so she had no idea what was going on but Vert knew, something bad had happened. He and his sister approached a cop and tried to find out what happened.


    "Um, mister, what happened?"


    "Scram kid, this is no place for someone like you."


    The cop sounded harsh at the time but he didn''t want two kids passing by to endure the sight that was inside that house. He took a good look at the oldest one and realized who it was. Just a minute ago, the cop just received orders to go pick up some kids from school but it seems they have arrived. The cop mumbled under his breath about hating his job and then went down on one knee to look at both of the kids face to face.


    "I''m sorry... But I''m gonna ask for you two to come with me-."


    "But we can''t, mommy promised me cookies tonight if I got an A on my test and I did! She will be so proud of me so please excuse me for a second mister while I go tell her!"


    Vert''s little sister ran past the kneeling cop and ignored his pleas to stop running and just follow him into the car. She went under the yellow tape that surrounded her house and walked up to the front door. At this point, both the cop and Vert had begun to run after her and stop her. Vert didn''t know why the cop wanted them but he knew that they should do as he said so he wanted to stop his sister before she did anything bad. She opened the door and was met by 2 other cops and a man in a suit and tie but that''s not what she saw first. Red colored liquid covered the walls like someone took a hose and sprayed the red liquid all over the house. Her mother was on the ground but something was different about her.


    It wasn''t hard to figure out what was wrong with her since she had a lack of a face. The back of her throat and her spine were exposed as something had completely blown 3/4s of her head off. To the right of their mother was their father, who had the complete top of his skull and most of his brains blown out and were stuck to the ceiling. The bottom of his jaw was also completely obliterated and his tongue was shredded to almost nothingness. There was also his prized 12 gauge shotgun in his left hand and a bottle of vodka in his right hand. These weren''t the only corpses though, as there was another man with hundreds of holes riddled throughout his body. Vert had already entered the house at this point and recognized the third person as his father''s best friend. The best friend was naked and his mother was partially naked.


    "Get fucking kids out of here Johnson! Jesus Christ!"


    The cop who had originally tried to stop the two picked both of them up and dragged them out of the house. Vert was was completely pale and was in shock, his sister was punching the cop telling him to release her so she could at least tell mommy goodbye. The little sister was oblivious to the scene she had just seen in front of her. They were basically thrown into the cop car and Vert gave no resistance but his sister did. She was yelling and hitting the windows with her small fists while saying "Mommy, mommy, these men are trying to kidnap me! Help!". After about 5 minutes of yelling Vert calmed his sister down and held her close to him. He deeply loved his little sister and didn''t like to see her cry, as a big brother should. He caressed her while repeatedly saying "Everything will be alright. Shhhhh. It''s ok." and after a while, she was asleep with her head on her brother''s lap.Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators!


    Once Vert saw his sister was asleep he began to cry. He had kept his composure to not worry his sister but he couldn''t hold it in anymore. Tears were streaming down his face as he began to start wheezing from the sadness welling up inside him. His chest felt tight and he could hardly breathe anymore. He felt like he was suffocating and sooner or later the cop entered the car. The cop looked at Vert and his sister through the rear view mirror and a single tear ran down his face.


    "This job never gets any easier huh."


    While sitting on the speeding train as those memories flashed by, the real Vert also let out a single tear as he began to really remember how hard his childhood became after that.


    The final verdict of the death of the Vert''s father, mother, and father''s best friend was ruled as the father murdered the other two after finding them in bed together. After murdering them he left a note and a will for his kids and then proceeded to kill himself. Vert and his sister were sent to their mother''s grandparents, who lived about 10 blocks down the road from their original house and they were sent to school after a week of mourning. Once back at school, Vert continued to be the perfect kid and student on the outside, but his mental state was slowly degrading. The parents had a closed casket funeral and the will of their parents was finally revealed.


    "In the case of our deaths, we ???? and ?????? ????? have agreed that half of the life insurance money will be given to our son ???? and our daughter ??????. This will include $200,000 each and our house will be given to the oldest son and half of its possessions will be given to him and the other half to his sister. Whatever car we have at the time will be again given to our son and if we have a second one then his sister will receive one too, but he gets first pick. As for the money in our bank account, that will also be split in half with the two. This was signed April 24, 2009.


    X???? ?????, ?????? ?????"


    This will was validated and carried through. As the kids could not pay insurance on anything since they were not of legal age, their grandparents on their mom''s side cosigned for it. The parents did not plan on dying so early and that is why they were so vague about the car stuff and how much was in the bank account. In total, Vert was given $235,386, as well as the house, half of it possessions, and his dad''s BMW i8 2014 which was brand new and paid for. His sister received the same amount of money and half of the house''s possessions and all her mothers KIA Rio 2014, which was also brand new and paid for. Their mother was an Orthopedic Doctor and their father turned into an electrical engineer after the Marines so they had a plenty good life before this. The house itself would be left untouched and all possessions between the two were not chosen until the sister turned 18, so she could choose for herself. They also didn''t have access to their banks until the age of 18 as well. Vert continued managed to pull himself together after his parents'' death by getting a girlfriend whose name was Allie.


    Fast forward 5 years and Vert was in his senior year. He still had the same girlfriend and drove his dad''s BMW. He was on the basketball team and was considered the number one prospect in the state of North Carolina and also the number one prospect for the Shooting Guard position. He was 3rd in the Nation and he definitely earned it. Though Allie truly helped him in becoming happy again, another thing came around that made him happy. This was music. He would listen to it all day and listened to all genres. His favorite was rap and he enjoyed listening to music while playing basketball. That is all he did in his free time, play basketball and listen to music. He was officially 6''5 and weighed about 183 pounds, the perfect weight for basketball.


    He and his girlfriend also shared many happy memories together, and a lot of firsts too. They both took each other''s first kiss and all the way up to their first time having sex. Vert had even bought her a ring to ask to marry her as soon as they graduated, and that''s what he did. They were at a party for seniors and he proposed to her in front of everyone, and everyone let out a loud "Aww" at the heart melting scene. Allie began crying and repeated "Yes" over and over and embraced Vert. He felt he was truly happy now and the traumatizing experience of his parents'' death was finally gone and was out of his mind for the rest of his life.


    Vert shoots up from his bed and is covered in cold sweats. Liafa was still asleep beside him and he could see the sunrise coming over a hill from his window. He shook his head as his former memories were burned into his brain. Something was unnatural about this though but Vert didn''t know that yet.


    "Old memories huh, I don''t like them."

 Sekreaths Test. Chapter 21

    Vert gets out of bed and can feel the sunlight begin to flood his skin with a warm feeling. He takes a second to stretch and lets out a yawn. He isn''t used to sleeping on beds yet so he didn''t want to get up from the softness of it. He puts his shirt on. He notices the slight tears his metal grieves caused on the bed but he ignores it for now. He decides to let Liafa sleep in as she had worked extremely hard yesterday and needed to sleep more than Vert did. He takes a glance at Emeralda and a small wave of worry begins to fill his body.


    ''Why won''t she wake up?''


    He shakes his head and exits the house. He takes a walk through his small town and begins to feel proud of himself.


    ''For me, the God of Death, to have his own town, this is so surreal.''


    Vert nods hello at each zombie as he walks by and notices the stitches are staying inside their necks nicely. He continues his walk and is soon met by the entrance of the Town Hall. He enters the building and is met by a familiar Kitsune.


    ''Welcome back Master-, UGH NO STOP IT!''


    ''Just accept it Sekreath, you are mine now.''


    Sekreath growls at Vert as he laughs at the reincarnated God. Vert sits behind at the receptionist desk and props his feet up at said desk. He begins to think about what to do next but nothing comes to mind except for waiting for someone to arrive. He begins to softly play "Rockefeller Street" the Nightcore version and he laughs. All he can think of during the song is 2 guys dancing funnily to this song.


    ''Maybe I should try this dance?''


    As this thought crosses his mind, a monstrous roar pierces his ears and makes him wince slightly. He didn''t know exactly what foul beast had made this noise but it was obviously close to his precious city. He is extremely comfortable but he knows that if he doesn''t deal with it there could be consequences so he finally gets up as there is a second roar heard.


    ''Sekreath, follow me.''


    The Kitsune nods its head and follows Vert out of the Town Hall. It isn''t long before Vert finally sees the dastardlycreature. The thing has the same build as a bull but is about 10 times as big. It is about 15'' tall and about 9'' wide. The thing has the head of a panther and is a truly bizarre sight. It is charging towards the middle of the small town and shows no sign of stopping. Vert sighs audibly.


    ''Man, I never get a break do I?''


    A sudden thought comes to Vert''s mind and he smiles widely. He looks down at the Kitsune and the Kitsune looks back at him. Sekreath doesn''tknow what Vert is thinking but what he does know is how to give Vert a "Don''t make me get near that thing" face. Vert chuckles slightly and gives the Kitsune the command.


    ''Kill it. Whatever that is.''


    ''Well that is what we call a Balar, it is a hybrid species made with magic and is, in fact, indigenous to countries in the continent of-.''


    ''Don''t stall just kill it.''


    Sekreath lets out a small whimper as the Balar was truly a horrifying creature in his eyes. Sekreath was never truly experienced in combat and used his deception to get him where he was. A thought crosses his mind as he remembers his status screen that Vert had called forth.This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there.


    ''I should still have my Deceiver class, so this should be easily actually.''


    A second goes by and the Kitsune''s eyes begin to flash a bright white. The Balar stops immediately and begins to look absolutely bewildered. In its eyes, Sekreath had turned into a massive dragon that stared straight into its soul. The Balar begins to run away as Vert slaps Sekreath on the head.


    ''I said kill it, not make it flee.''


    The Kitsune lets out a loud, obnoxious sigh and begins to chase the Balar at extremely high speeds. The Balar turns around to catch a glimpse of the humungous,fire-breathing lizard catching up to it at an incredible pace. It begins to panic and ends up tripping over its own feet. It goes face first into the ground and receives a hard blow to the head. The Balar has surprisingly intense vitality as it quickly regains its composure and turns back towards the near hell spawn chasing it. Sekreath decides to let out an intense roar to maybe install more fear but what he didn''t realize was the blow to the Balar''s head had made it recover from Sekreath''s Deception ability and the Kitsune was exposed again.


    "YIP!"


    A small yip is heard from Sekreath as he is now 20 feet from the Balar and it begins to snort, kinda like a laugh. It scrapes its front left foot on the ground as to prepare for a charge. Sekreath notices this and tries to stop and manages to do so. There is just one problem, he is face to face with the Balar. It smiles and opens its wide mouth and that extends over half of Sekreath''s body.


    ''Fuck me.''


    The Balar decides to go the extra mile and swallows the Kitsune whole. The slimy, suffocating feeling inside of the Balar''s throat makes Sekreath''s skin crawl. This is by far the 2nd worst experience he has ever had. The first was being killed of course.


    ''Use Ethereal Blast, you idiot. For someone who could pick someone''s past out of their head by looking at them, you sure are not good at fighting. No wonder I murdered you so easily.''


    Vert''s words struck home as the Kitsune became absolutely furious as Vert had said that even with fighting at full power, Sekreath got murdered ''easily''. A spell begins to form into his mind and he decides he didn''t want to be in this fucker''s throat and be its lunch. The Kitsune''s mouth began to glow with immense powers and a ball of light about 2 feet wide is sent straight into the Balar''s throat. Sekreath didn''t just send this into nowhere, he was able to detect the main source of mana, the heart, and sent the said blast at it. The ball of raw power easily passes through the Balar''s inside and comes into contact with its heart. As it hits, the true destructive force of this spell is shown as the ball expands to 4 feet wide in a second and ultimately explodes. Pieces of the giant Balar are sent flying everywhere and its organs were completely obliterated. The only thing that was sent flying was its hind legs and its head. The head lands somewhere in the town and the legs were sent flying over a hill.


    "yyyyYYYYYYYIIIPPPPPP~!!!!!"


    Sekreath became so terrified that he completely lost all ability to talk and to what was equal to him screaming was heard as he was also too sent flying. The force of the blast sent him 100 feet into the air and he was falling at an intense rate. The ground came closer and closer until he was about to hit it and became a fox pancake, but before this happened, Vert had caught him. The Kitsune was holding onto Vert with its paws and was still screaming while expecting his doom. He finally opened his eyes and saw Vert with a blank expression.


    ''You alright?''


    Sekreath just stared at Vert with a blank expression as well. Vert accepted that he was, in fact, okay and set him down. Sekreath awkwardly coughed and they both began to walk back to the city. Vert began to laugh and Sekreath turned to see what he was laughing about. Vert looked at the Kitsune and said these fateful words.


    "You could say that your experience was ''hard to swallow''."


    Sekreath just cringes at the terrible joke and they make it back into the city, both covered in blood. Liafa was in fact awaken and was poking the panther looking head of the Balar. She sees Vert and smiles widely.


    "Hey, what happened to the kitty?"


    "It was defeated by Sekreath, you could say it wasn''t very ''head'' strong."


    Liafa looks at Vert confused and Sekreath begins to cry slightly while Vert laughs, like a mad man, at his own jokes.


    "Please end my suffering Dolos. PLEASEEEE!"


    Sekreath makes this request to his former master while screaming into the air.

 Goddess of Music. Chapter 22

    The pit-pat of someone or something running can be heard throughout the empty halls of the Temple of Myria. Being as new as it is, the halls are especially barren compared to the other temples, but the white marble with gold accenting makes up for the hollowness inside.


    The one making this pit-pat sound was a man by the name of Stephon, who was a devout follower of the goddess Myria. He opens two enormousdoors and his eyes began to be flooded with a brilliant light. He ears were also met with the sound of a sound that only his goddess could make, or so he thought.


    As he runs up the massive stairs leading to the stage where his goddess is, the beautiful sound of music abruptly stops. She slowly turns to him with a look of seriousness and anger. He begins to sweat bullets as he knows not to interrupt her when she is playing her piano.


    "What is it now Stephon?"


    Her melodic voice had absolutely no authority to it, but her facial expression did, she was definitely angered. He began to stutter as he does not know what to believe anymore and the fact he was still panting from running so much doesn''t help.


    "I followed Sir Sekreath as you asked and kept an eye on him. He seems to have made a deal with the God of Dragons and tried to finish his achievement by making two gods kill each other."


    Myria''s face is filled with shock, as she would not expect her brother to have gone off without notifying her first. She was glad to have sent someone to watch over him, but something else had her worried.


    "Well, by the fact that we are still here and the planet is still rotating, I take it he failed. He must be on his way home now correct?"


    "Not quite."Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit.


    "Not quite?"


    Stephon lets out a quick shiver as he racks his brain to think of a way to tell her the news. She loved her brother dearly and he had no idea how she would react to this news.


    "SPIT IT OUT."


    The once melodic voice now turned satanic as she was basically hissing at him. The pressure in the air began to rise as Myria was losing her patience.


    "You see.... Your brother was killed."


    "Oh, that''s not too bad. He will just come back as he did before."


    The once evil tone became carefree as she knew that god candidates were just revived after death so he would be back soon. She began to play the piano again and waved Stephon away.


    "But he won''t be coming back... He was killed by the God of Death."


    The sound of high noted keys pierced the air as Myria messed up a note. Her pupils became small and she slowly looked up at Stephon. She blinked a few times and put her hand on her forehead.


    "My master warned me about this man... If what master said was true, then Sekreath won''t be coming back... He won''t be coming back... He won''t be coming back..."


    Myria kept repeating her statement over and over as an intense feeling of grief and sadness began to wash over her like a tsunami. The only person in the world that wanted to protect her was dead. She got up and slowly walked back to her room, but Stephon had more information.


    "That''s not it, he killed him... While listening to music."


    The shuffle that Myria was doing back to her room turned into a painstaking slow crawl.


    ''How could this be? Only I can make music. It is what makes me special right? This bastard while not only take my brother from me, but he can also take away what makes me a god?!''


    The sound of a horrid shriek could be heard from miles away as the Goddess of Music had basically lost everything in a matter of seconds. Stephon ears started to bleed as he was not able to cover them up in time. Myria finally regained composure after that horrible display and thought about her options. She decided she would contact the God of Dragons and find out he helped her brother and if he could help her get revenge. It might be risky, but it needed to be done if she wanted to finish her achievements.


    "God of Death, you will fucking know pain."


    *Back at M.A.A.D. City*


    "ACHOO!"


    "Are you getting sick Master?"


    "Do Gods even get sick Sekreath?"


    "I don''t know really, I never did."


    "Anyways, on with the plan, this is a pivotal point in our lives right now."


    "Indeed. What shall we do?"


    "I have an idea."

 The Visitors. Chapter 23

    The building of Vert''s mansion was put to the side as soon as Vert had realized something extremely important. The zombies slowly began to decay and small parts of their flesh begun to peel off.


    Vert searched his mind for a more in-depth explanation for why this was happening, but his knowledge of necromancy has yet to reach this level of understanding apparently. He suddenly realizes something that is the problem the root to this problem.


    He has been able to sense a certain waft of magic coming from the zombies and his naiveness had led him to believe that they had the ability to equip magic but this was not the case. They were pure forms of magic made by Vert. They technically have no physical bodies as their bodies are pure mana. As the mana continues to leave their bodies, their bodies begin to dissipate.


    He looks down at Sekreath and slightly tilts his head.


    ''If that''s the case, why isn''t he dissipating too.''


    Sure he used more mana to make Sekreath, but he had also been in the fight with that beast and had used some magic spells to defeat it. This was just not adding up. He decides to take his mind off it for a while and see what Liafa was up to.


    He is able to sense her inside of the home they have been sleeping in for now and teleports there. As he opens the door to their room, he sees Liafa sitting beside Emeralda''s bed and is she is staring at her.


    "What are you doing?"


    Liafa was so engrossed with staring at Emeralda that she had not sensed Vert coming into the room and lets out a small yell when he says something.


    "Don''t scare me like that! I''m just praying to my master for Emeralda to wake up."


    Vert puts on a confused look as he had not known that Liafa liked Emeralda so much and the fact that Liafa had come in any contact with her master. Then again, he hasn''t known her for that long and there is still much more to learn about her. He thinks of something to say to her but in all honesty, he is worried too.


    Emeralda was his first friend and the first person he had experienced feelings with since he had been here. He wanted her to wake up but no matter what he thought about trying to do, all he could do was feel helpless. He decided to just give Liafa a small pat on the head and leave because he was beginning to feel his least favorite emotion, sadness.If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.


    As he goes to leave, he can feel the presence of someone new coming close to visual range of the village. He decides not to greet them, but to watch them from afar.


    He teleports to a small hill near them and his eyes are flooded with the beauty of the sun setting. He takes a second to appreciate the view but soon is able to sense more people behind the unexpected visitor.


    Vert was initially excited to have new people coming into the village, but he soon caught a glimpse of what these people looked like. They were covered in blood and had the same malicious intent of most of the people Vert had faced inside of his room.


    He couldn''t tell why but he just felt unease looking at them. He decides to not confront them yet and officially greet them at the village. He sends a telepathic command to the zombies telling them not to go outside since they were in a bad state at the current moment.


    About 10 minutes pass and the group of people finally arrived at Vert''s small village and they all looked dumbfounded. One looked at his map and the man beside him was yelling at him.


    "I thought you said this was thetown of Exail! This is just some small ass village!"


    "I swear this is where it is on the map!"


    Vert overhears them yelling and a wave of worriedness rush over him. He hadn''t thought of this until now, but what if people came looking for the town of Exail and it wasn''t here? Also, what if it was apart of a kingdom and that kingdom comes to investigate why this town just vanished and turned into M.A.A.D. City.


    Vert became slightly panicked but was able to regain his cool and figure a way to appeal to these people. If he wasn''t mistaken, they had the aura of someone that was running from the law, in essence, a criminal. Maybe he could reason with these people and make them his first citizens?


    "Hello, I am Lord Vert. I welcome you to my village."


    The biggest guy in the group, assumed to be the leader, looks at Vert disapprovingly and begins to let out a small laugh.


    "You hear that boys? We have a Lord here. Where is your army ''Lord Vert''?"


    Vert''s eyebrows become slightly raised as he is interested in what the man is implying. In the man''s head, this ''Lord'' is an easy target for his crew of adventures turned bandits. They are all Rank B, so they could easily take down an army of 50 regular soldiers and only lose maybe 1 of their 10 people. He decides he will, in fact, kill this weak ''Lord'' now if he doesn''t see any type of army.


    "I don''t have an army because I don''t need one."


    The whole group of bandits begins to laugh as they all have the same idea as their leader. The malicious intent they were once exerting has turned murderous and is scary enough to make an average man run in fear. Vert notices this and just shakes his head.


    "I swear, everything in this damned world wants to kill me. I might have to just take the destruction path and end this soon."

 Am I Really Worthy? Chapter 24

    The mess of blood and bones was a truly horrifying sight. The group of bandits had not known what they were up against and they were truly surprised as their friends began dropping like flies. Vert looked at the souls of the bandits and harvested them quickly. He didn''t feel like doing anything with them yet since he had other things on his mind.


    Vert began to walk around his little village and think deeply for the first time in existence. He had realized his mistake of making a new village where the old one was and began to expect the kingdom the village was in would show up sometime soon. He didn''t know how strong this kingdom was but he was sure he could win if forced into a huge scale war. He didn''t want to bring Liafa into this since she was, in fact, the Goddess of Life and shouldn''t be taking peoples lives but making lives instead.


    ''Do I really deserve to be a king. Everyone I touch just dies to begin with.''


    He then turned on his God Form and touched a small flower. It turned into dust instantly and Vert shook his head in disappointment. Even the ground he stepped on began to decay.


    ''Maybe I should just do everyone a favor and just end this world. It seems to be full of evil people anyways.''


    Vert ends up at the Town Hall and sees Sekreath inside. He starts to think about how evil it is to have killed a God and imprison him to do his will. He probably has worked hundreds of year to become a true God but to be defeated right at the end. Sure Vert wasn''t just going to die there but he didn''t have to kill him forever and tear away the man''s free will.


    As he continues to walk around and look at the beautiful houses that Liafa had made she fills his thoughts.


    ''Why is she so devout to me? She said she knows me from our past lives but I feel like I had done something horrible that made whoever even know my name hate me. Does someone as horrifying as me belong by her side?''


    Vert began to have countless revelationsabout the world around him even though he didn''t complete another achievement. It''s as if this part inside of him had been sleeping and was just waiting to be awoken. Like Vert had broken the lock confining the thoughts deep in his mind. The childish thinking of the past Vert was no more and he became more aware of everything and every action he had done until now. Stealing someone''s slave and keeping her for himself, taking a child goddess out of her comfort zone. Destroying a whole village, harvesting their souls and remaking them to his own liking. Was this really what he wanted to be remembered as? Were these the memories he wanted to have when he looked back in his life?Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings.


    ''No. Fuck that.''


    Vert decides what he plans to do but one thing needs to happen first. The only thing he didn''t question was the fact he slightly loved Emeralda and he would wait to act until she has awoken from her deep slumber.


    ***************


    The heat is completely unbearable. The fact the God of Dragons lived inside of a volcano was expected but inconvenient to his visitors. As Myria made it to the top of the mountain, she wiped the sweat off of her forehead and let out a loud sigh. The ground began to shake intensely as a loud, rumbling voice boomed out of the lava-filled volcano.


    "Who dares approach my home?"


    "It is I, Goddess of Music, sister to the God of Deception."


    The lava stirs and a massive head appears from the depths of the volcano. It is a massive dragon with glittering golden eyes. He raises his head to were Myria is in his sights. They now stand face to face and the size of the dragon is completely overwhelming as it stands over 10 stories tall.


    "What does an idol like you want with me?"


    "I heard you made a deal with my brother. I would like to know what it was."


    The dragon lets a puff of smoke out of his mouth and another low rumbling was heard but it sounded more like laughing than the intimidating voice from before.


    "Man, he really had fooled you well little girl."


    "What do you mean by that?"


    "Nevermind, your brother had asked me to help him in the completion of his final achievement for the return of my safety when he gains control of this world."


    "I take it you agreed?"


    "Yes, and with that, I sent in my most beautiful daughter as a sleeper agent."


    "A sleeper agent?"


    "Someone who doesn''t know they are a sleeper agent until a command is given to them. Her instructions from Sekreath was to get as close as she could to the one known as the God of Death."


    "Did she succeed?"


    "Indeed."


    There was a long pause as Myria was looking for more detail but she could tell the dragon was disinterested in the current situation.


    "Where is she now?"


    "Deactivated. Since Sekreath has been killed she has no use for me at the moment."


    "Do you think I can have control of her since you have no use for her."


    The dragon begins to think for a while since he doesn''t know if he could trust Myria but decides that there is no problem with letting her have control for a bit. Plus it will be surely entertaining to watch what happens if Myria and the God of Death fight.


    "Sure. Just don''t let her get killed. If that happens we will have some problems."


    With that being said the dragon put its massive nose directly in front of Myria. A small amount of smoke comes out and engulfs Myria. With this, she now has control of someone close to the man who killed her brother and would be her advantage in the upcoming battle. Myria began laughing loudly.


    "Ready yourself God of Death, if not you will surely breathe your last breath."

 Realization. Chapter 25

    It has been 3 days since Vert had awoken a deep part of his mental psyche and he has continued to think like that the whole time. He really hadn''t done much since then but just wander around his village. He occasionally talks to Liafa or Sekreath but every time they do so he just seems disinterested. Liafa is becoming very worried for Vert but doesn''t know any way to approach him. He hasn''t even released his God Form this whole time either so there is a massive trail of death following him. He even slept outside on a hill so he wouldn''t destroy Liafa''s beautiful houses. The construction of the mansion has been completely halted too.


    The worst part about it was that no music has played in a long time. Vert has a small hatred towards music since this is what he listens to when murdering people. Just everything about him old self just disgusts him. While standing on his hill, he pulls out his scythe.


    The scent of the scythe itself is just that of pure decay. The shimmering black metal has little white balls flowing around inside of it like little jellyfish in the ocean. The flow of the souls seems unnatural but has a perfect rhythm with each other. Vert is absolutely mesmerized by this but he quickly snaps out of his amazement. With a quick spin of the scythe and Vert can tell the weapon feels like a part of himself.


    He does a quick slash of the scythe and a white line follows the blade as it cuts through the air itself with ease. Vert begins to wonder how many people with die by the slash of the scythe and hebegins to shake his head. He doesn''t want to kill people but it only feels natural to him.


    ''What did I do in my past life? What event caused me to act like this?''


    He tries to collect his memories together but is completely unable to do so. It head begins to hurt as he even tries to remember his original name. He decides it''s best to give up now and hope for the best in the future. He looks at his clothes and realizes he has never really thought about how he looked. He has been wearing this simple black shirt and black jeans for so long that he hasn''t thought about wearing anything else. His gauntlets let out a beautiful shine as his eyes moved their way to his arms. The silver looking gauntlets had 3 tiers to them which had a speaker on each tier. The tips of his fingers had sharpness equivalent to claws of the most ferocious beast. The boots were the same and had the same


    His gauntlets let out a beautiful shine as his eyes moved their way to his arms. The silver looking gauntlets had 3 tiers to them which had a speaker on each tier. The tips of his fingers had sharpness equivalent to claws of the most ferocious beast. The boots were the same and had the same type of tiers that gauntlets had. The tip of his boots are as sharpas his finger like claws. Perfect for killing someone.Did you know this story is from Royal Road? Read the official version for free and support the author.


    ''Tch, I really am the perfect killing machine huh?''


    AAaAaahHH~


    Vert could hear yelling in the distance but it wasn''t Sekreath nor Liafa... It was Emeralda.


    Vert turns off his God Form and uses his speed to basically teleport to where the screaming was. As the scene in front of him changes from green scenery to a dark room Vert confirmed what he had heard. It was Emeralda, but something was horribly wrong.


    Vines sprouted throughout the whole room and completely covered the windows and the walls. The floor had foliage growing from every nook and cranny. In the middle was Liafa who had a pissed off expression on her face and Emeralda was standing on top of her bed while looking absolutely petrified.


    "What the fuck is going on?"


    Vert had decided to interject in the situation before it grew out of his control. Liafa finally noticed Vert when he spoke and points at Emeralda.


    "She was talking in her sleep right before she woke up! She was discussing ways on how to kill you then even mentioned someone named Myria!"


    "I don''t know what you are talking about! I don''t even know what is going on?! Who are you, people?"


    Those words resonated throughout Vert''s soul and melted itself into his core. The person who had first made contact with Vert and the first person he actually cared about had no idea he even existed. Something inside of Vert shattered on that moment. All the feelings he thought he had instantly shattered. Vert immediately recognized what this was. Someone was putting feelings inside of Vert. He didn''t know who did this but he knew he would certainly find out. He knew it had something to do with Emeralda.


    Frustration begins to flow through Vert as he continues to put through his mind that he had been tricked so easily and never even realized it. Then it hits him like a punch to the face. The first achievement he had ever gotten, there was nothing that said what it was nor was there more than 3 achievements crossed out when he got the book. At the time he had just been friends with Emeralda and there wasn''t an achievement that involved just having friends. Those feelings were planted when that ball of light touched his head.


    He begins to doubt the actual book of achievements and even if Kaitla is even related to the reason on why he is here. Vert questions everything he has done up until now and begins to trust no one. He looks at Emeralda who has bewildered eyes and he loses control. His original self starts to take over and he accepts it.


    The pressure in the room increases tenfold as Vert begins to let out his true powers that were stored inside of his body. His thirst for blood and death increases to the point where if he doesn''t kill something soon he feels like he will die. It can''t just be anyone either, it has to be the person that tricked him and he was gonna find out who it was. He goes to approach Emeralda and interrogate her but an ear shattering voice is played throughout the whole village.


    "Dear Mr. God of Death. Fuck you first off all and prepare to meet the face of your maker."

 The beginning of a long war. Chapter 26

    The voice that could be heard throughout the whole village was none other than the Goddess of Music, Myria. She came here in her attempt at revenge on the God of Death and nothing could stop her. Having control of Emeralda, she was able to locate where Emeralda was and confirm that the God of Death was here. She decided to bring him out with a quick taunt. A microphone appears out of thin air as Myria goes into God Form 1.


    "Dear Mr. God of Death. Fuck you first off all and prepare to meet the face of your maker."


    After the ear-shattering sound reverberated through the village, an intense pressure could be felt in the middle of it. This slightly worries Myria but she knows that her powers would exceed anyone who had just left their Original Room not too long ago. Being one of the original God Candidates to leave their room, Myria was the only one so far who could achieve God Form 2, making her one of the strongest in the world at the moment.


    With a few seconds passing, the form of a tall man appears before Myria, she recognized the tall man and a wide smile forms across her face. Bloodlust begins to fill her eyes but it was soon diminished by the extreme power Vert began exerting. He looks at Myria and she can tell that he is definitely a worthy opponent.


    "Are you ready to die sweety?"


    Vert slightly tilts his head and begins to chuckle at the remark of the Goddess.


    "Were you the one that planted the false feelings inside of me?"


    Myria looked very confused for a second, she had no idea what he was talking about but that is not the reason she was here. She wants revenge for Sekreath, the only one she has ever loved.


    "That does not matter, what does matter is the fact I have come here to eliminate you."


    Myria brings the mic to her mouth and almost begins to sing but is interrupted by Vert.


    "Why, what have I ever done to you?"


    Myria is shocked to hear this and begins to fume with anger.


    "You don''t even know what heartache you caused me or the fact that you can make music and ruin everything I have worked for? That is punishable by death!"


    Myria doesn''t let the questioning ensue and decides it is time to fight. As she brings the microphone to her mouth a heavenly sound erupts from all around Vert. As Myria continues to sing Vert lets out a small tear. The music is absolutely beautiful and reminds Vert of his former life.Love what you''re reading? Discover and support the author on the platform they originally published on.


    "Maybe I''ll let you live and keep you as a collectable."


    As Vert says this, the ground begins to shake profusely and a massive figure emerges from the middle of the village. The image of a dragon begins to form and bright orange eyes appear on its head. The eyes are burning with flames of pure vengeance and Vert could recognize this since he has seen the look of vengeance many times before in his life.Being fully formed, the dragon lets out a long roar that spews fire throughout the whole village. Vert gets a message saying that his ''Zombie'' had been banished several times but he had no use for them now anyway.


    As the dragon continues to destroy the few houses left, Vert notices a Kistune running towards him in the distance. The Kitsune is running extremely fast and makes it to Vert in mere seconds.


    "Master, what is going on?! Shouldn''t we be killing that dragon!"


    "Don''t worry, I was going to destroy the village soon anyways."


    Sekreath looks extremely confused after hearing that. He really thought that Vert was going to make a kingdom and take over the world with it after seeing his capabilities but after hearing that he doesn''t know what to think anymore.


    "Why?"


    "Because I have been awoken from my deception. Someone placed false feelings in me and that is what made me dream of being a ruler one day. First is to find the one who deceived me..... Wait."


    For a second Vert has forgotten that Sekreath was the God of Deception once and Vert started to glare at him. The Kitsune''s faced turned into one of fear as he remembered the deals he had made with the other Gods.


    "Were you the one to do this, Sekreath?"


    "Not exactly, I made a deal with someone and-."


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    <tbody>


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    <td>Your ''Kitsune'' has been eliminated.</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    The Kitsune is cut off by the sound of a massive claw piercing its body. Vert stared blankly at the impaled Kitsune for a second and anger flows from within. Little did Myria know, she had killed the one person who she wants to avenge, the same one person who could tell Vert who had tricked him. Vert began to laugh maniacally as he had decided that the death of another God Candidate would be achieved by his Scythe.


    The dragon flicked the dead Kitsune off of its claw and sent a slash right at Vert''s chest but as its claws reach Vert, it is met with no resistance, as if nothing was there. Myria, who is watching, becomes extremely confused as the claws of her summoned dragon had gone straight through Vert''s body but he has received no physical damage. As she goes to give it another order, a message appears in her head.


    <table>


    <tbody>


    <tr>


    <td>Your ''Adult Dragon'' has been eliminated.</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    "What?"


    The head of the dragon splits in two as orange blood begins to rain down on her. Vert was gone and shecan''t sense him anywhere. A tap is felt on her shoulder and sheturns around at an insane speed. What she sees absolutely horrifies her. Vert''s eyes are piercing her soul as he is standing directly behind her. The smile on his face seems to have been burned into her memory and the fear of death looks to have been seeping throughout her whole body and her knees begin to quiver.


    "Yo-Yo-You have beat me. Please spare my life!"


    Myria is practically begging as the Scythe in Vert''s hands is raised into the air. Vert hesitates for a second, thinking of the information he could squeeze out of her but quickly decides against it. The Scythe begins to make its way towards its next victim but the second Vert hesitated was enough time for Myria to reach God Form 2. A cute voice emerges from the now confident Myria.


    "Gotcha."

 Die. Chapter 27

    An explosion of wind sends Vert flying backwards as a bright light blinds him and an extensive heat burns his body. After tumbling on the ground for a good 50 feet, Vert manages to recuperate and stop himself from rolling anymore. With his left hand firmly implanted in the ground and his heels digging themselves down further, the relentless torrent of the wind is preventing Vert from moving beyond this current state. His eyes are finally starting to see shapes as the bright light seems to be fading away. He can barely hold onto the Scythe in his right hand as it threatens to be blown away in the wind but he keeps a bone shattering grip on it since it is his best chance against this new opponent. Cuts begin to form on his body as the wind whips and tears at his flesh but he still stands strong. With his vision finally being returned to him, Vert is able to see what enemy fate has thrown at him.


    A woman about 20 feet tall is flying a few hundred feet in front of him. Her eyes are a pure blue and she has a pair of outstanding wings on her back and when she flaps them, they cause the explosions of wind that are wearing down Vert by the second. Her robe doesn''t seem to be reacting to the wind as it just lightly floats around as if it were in a small breeze. Her hair is doing the same as her robe as it elegantly flows around her head. Knowing that he was in for a fight for his life, Vert decides now would be the time to begin his music and take down this beautiful looking monstrosity. He goes to activate a song he hasn''t heard in a while, but nothing happens. Now that he thinks about it, nothing could be heard at all. A grin appears on Myria''s as she knows what is going on.


    "Poor God of Death. You can''t listen to music as you fight, what a shame. That dragon lady''s memories where correct, you turn to music when you intend to fight, but now the only sound you can hear is my magnificent voice. You should be thanking me for that. Your music is truly horrendous."


    ''Horrendous? I''ll show you horrendous you fucking bitch and by Dragon Lady''s memories, does she mean Emeralda? Does that mean that Liafa was right and Emeralda is basically a spy?!''


    Knowing that he has to do something soon or the wind will rip him limb from limb, Vert decides that he should resort to his lightning powers if he wants to change the momentum of this fight. There is one problem though, he needs to point his hand where he wants to shoot his lightning if he wants to actually hit her and his hands are full at the moment. Not knowing whether to get rid of his most powerful weapon or take damage to his own body, Vert begins to bite his lip in anger and pain. He looks down and finally sees the true damage done to his body.


    Burns cover his chest and abdomen as his shirt is nowhere to be seen, luckily his pants and legs were untouched except for the cuts and scratches being caused by the wind. With a quick decision, Vert lets go of his Scythe and raises his right hand while pointing out his index and middle finger.


    ''Take this bitch.''


    A blinding blue flash of light pierces both Vert''s and Myria''s vision. Vert shakes his head to get the aftereffects of seeing his most powerful lightning up close. He becomes increasingly worried as his vision comes back bit by bit but the wind doesn''t seem to be stopping. A taunting voice fills Vert''s ears.


    " You missed meeeee~."


    Now being able to see what is going on, Vert is completely in disbelief. That lightning almost moves as fast as Vert moving at max speed and he figured he could hit her easily but she is 10 feet to the left of where she originally was. Vert goes to click his tongue in annoyance but no sound comes out which makes him even more furious than he already is. Thinking of every power he could use to defeat this woman, Vert is becoming more and more desperate. He is caught off guard as vines wrap themselves around Vert, making a small dome to protect him from the wind. He is breathing heavily as he felt his body was going to give out soon but is thankful as he sees a familiar face. Liafa goes to tell Vert something but no sound comes out. Liafa is confused as she seems to be speaking but nothing is happening. Vert is able to pull himself back together and walks a few feet forward so he is standing in front of Liafa. Liafa seems to be panicking as she continually mouths the words ''What are we going to do!'' over and over again but all Vert does is put his hand on her shoulder.


    ''I don''t know how we will win this fight but that doesn''t mean I should give up.''


    Liafa is looking at Vert now and their eyes are locked. He feels a strong connection to the Goddess of Life even though he knows that most of his feelings were implanted into his soul. Not wanting to see the girl freak out anymore, Vert calmly mouths the words ''Don''t worry, I''ll handle this''. Liafa''s face goes from terror to confidence after realizing what Vert has said. She nods her head, accepting the fact that Vert will find a way to defeat this new and terrifying foe. He turns around and faces the side of the dome that is facing Myria and decides to think of a plan of attack before he has Liafa take down the dome. He takes a few deep breaths and closes his eyes to completely envision the battle strategy that will work best.If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.


    ''The wind is truly a problem but maybe if I let her wind send me flying I can reach the end that her wind can reach with taking minimal damage. I can use my speed after that and see if the wind is being blown behind her and if not then I can easily rip off those stupid wings of hers and cause her to scream like a-.''


    "You didn''t think I''d let you sit in that little dome of weeds and think of a plan, right? Because if you did, then you are stupid."


    The vines once protecting Liafa and Vert are ripped to small pieces and they are exposed to the outside terrors of the world. Surprisingly the wind is not tearing them to shreds but their current situation is slightly scary than before. Hovering above Vert is Myria and in her hands is Liafa. Vert looks to where Liafa was before and she really is gone. He looks back to Myria and she is smiling smugly as her hands are wrapped around Liafa''s throat. Tears stream down Liafa''s eyes as she can feel her throat slowly being constricted. She tries to call out for help but a sound never left her mouth. Vert reacts fast and jumps up to where he is eye level with Myria with his right fist pulled back. He punches at Myria with insane speed but she just disappears and he misses completely. Landing expertly after missing Myria''s smug face, Vert begins looking for where she went. He turns around to see Myria and Liafa but this is different than before. Now Myria is holding Liafa up to her face with a wicked smile. Grief begins to pour down on Vert as all he could do is watch the scene before him unfold.


    "Let''s hear your beautiful scream, Goddess of Life."


    As if what had made Liafa mute was now gone, an ear-piercing shriek struck the ears of both Myria and Vert. Vine golems begin to appear around the two but they were instantly obliterated at the sound of Myria singing. Vert is trying to get close to the two but before he does they disappear and reappear somewhere else. Vert becomes horrified at the blood-curdling scream coming from the young goddess and there is nothing he can do about it. Tears stream down his eyes as he cannot bear to see Liafa in such pain and him have nothing that he can do to stop it. He has never been powerless in a situation so this pain in his heart is new to him. Enjoying the painful screaming of the Goddess of Life and the anguish pouring from the God of Death, Myria is shivering in excitement. She feels that she could be addicted to torturing her fellow candidates. But alas, all good things must come to an end. Myria tightens her grip and Liafa''s tears have now turned to tears of blood. Her ears are bleeding and she is even coughing up blood at this point. Knowing that this will be the end of her for now, Liafa decides to say one last thing before she goes.


    "I am sorry we didn''t get to be together longer... Thank you for the fun time, Niko."


    Myria laughs as the head of the Goddess of Life busts like a bubble. Her brains splattering Myria''s face and her blood covering her once white gown a horrendous shade of crimson. Myria turns to where the God of Death is and is expecting to relish in his pure hatred and terror but is met with something different. Vert''s face is completely blank and his pupils have gone wide. He is motionless as he stands there staring into oblivion. Myria doesn''t understand what is going one at first but quickly realizes what is happening.


    "No.... NOOOOO!"


    She flies as fast as she can towards Vert nearly ripping the atmosphere around her. She reaches out her hand to quickly dispose of the God of Death but as her finger touches his face, a dark void swallows her and Vert whole, making them both vanish from sight instantly. Myria looks at her surrounding area to find the God of Death but it is all darkness. There is nothing here. She keeps spinning and spinning to find where she is but she isn''t anywhere. She sees nothing. Nothing surrounds her eternally. Twisted and torn on the inside, Myria frantically searches for a way out. She tries with all of her power to find a way out but guess what, she finds nothing. Or does she?


    Soon she is able to find the one who has sent her here, Vert, the God of Death. She clicks her tongue as her suspicions where confirmed.


    "Niko is your real name huh? Well even if you''re in God Form 2 now, I can still kill you and escape from this prison!"


    Myria begins to sing a blissful tune inside of her microphone which causes whoever hears it heads to explode. Something was wrong though, Vert seemed to be perfectly fine. Myria turned up the volume and begun to sing as loud as possible, maximizing the effects of her powers but still, nothing happened. Frustrated, confused, and angry, Myria resorted to old methods and went straight in for the kill with her bare hands. She zooms towards him once more with blistering speed and is literally face to face with him, her hand drawn back and ready to cut Vert down. He notices this and mouths a word that causes Myria to stop dead in her tracks. She looks for a second at the God of Death as his eyes are pure red and seem to be ripping out the soul from her body. Mortified, Myria flys backwards but Vert instantly appears before her and repeats what he said before. The only difference is this time, his voice echoes throughout her entire being.


    "Die."

 We will meet again. Chapter 28

    With one hand, Vert grabs Myria by the head and pulls her face towards his. Horrified and unable to move, Myria is forced to look Vert in the eyes as his pupils begin to tear and distort the world around them. His pupils expand as they form into what seems to be a black hole that begins to suck the power out of Myria. She tries to move but the skull crushing grip Vert has on her head is causing her to not move from the sheer amount of pain she is feeling. She doesn''t want to lose her current progress as a God Candidate so she begins to search her mind for a way out of this. Still sucking the soul out of Myria''s body, Vert''s body continues to morph into a new form. The process for becoming God Form 2 is supposed to be a long one as you take a journey to find out your real name but for reasons unknown to Vert, Liafa had known his true name already and released his next Form. His legs begin to sprout out farther and his chest starts to expand and soon he his as big as Myria. Not letting go and continuing to use his newfound power, "Eyes of the Reaper", Vert drains Myria''s powers to accelerate his process of going into his new form.


    Myria finally realizes what is going on and feels a fire burn in her heart as her vengeance and rage has turned into pure bloodlust for the God of Death''s blood. She knows she can''t lose this battle and all the fear Vert had once seeped into her is now fading away and being replaced by hatred once more. Myria''s eyes glow brighter than before but Vert''s Eyes of the Reaper just suck up all of the light the eyes are producing. Myria continues to release her power in the purest form through her eyes and Vert has to focus most of his newest power into countering this. He can feel his own amount of power begin to raise at an extreme rate and he can''t understand why Myria is doing this, she is just feeding him at this point. Soon he is having to focus all of his power into taking Myria''s extreme flow of power coming from her eyes which seem to be a fatal mistake.


    With having no power being taken from her wings, Myria can use them once more. She flaps her wings knowing that it would be her saving grace and sends Vert flying into the dark abyss at Mach Speed. Thinking that she has a little time to breath and recuperate now, Myria takes a deep breath and starts to restore her power. A magnificent voice echoes throughout the nothingness as Myria begins to sing. Any type of singing that Myria deems beautiful restores her power, making her an almost endless supply of it. As she continues to sing she is also searching for Vert''s presence so she can be prepared for his next attack but what she doesn''t know is that she is in a place that Vert controls. This is Vert''s space, his Underworld, and he has complete control of it. His conscience has control of this place and he can manipulate anything in an instant with his mind. The only reason she feels safe right now is that he is watching her from afar to confirm what he assumed was true.


    Earlier in the fight, Vert noticed when she sang, the amount of power she exerted increased and the same is for him in a similar way. When there is more death around Vert, he becomes stronger but more bloodthirsty. Seeing that the aura that he had once ripped out of her is rapidly coming back, Vert decides now is the time to execute his plan and end this battle once and for all.


    Myria continues to sing until her power is back to her and she is at max capacity. Knowing that she will probably have to defeat Vert to escape this dark abyss, Myria lets out a sonic wave to find him where ever he went. As the sonic wave bounces off of Vert''s current position and makes its way back to Myria, chains appear out of the darkness and wrap themselves around Myria. Myria lets out a painful scream as the chains threaten to rip her body to shreds at any second. Not being able to move once again, Myria becomes increasingly worried as she can sense Vert coming very close to her very fast. After about 10 seconds of Myria straining to break her chains that bind her, Vert finally appears before her, emerging from the dark nothingness. Myria takes in a deep breath to do an offensive attack with her voice but Vert snaps his fingers and the air from her lungs is taken away. Not being able to breathe at all, Myria begins to panic and flexes her wings as hard as possible. The chains begin to crack as they are almost broken, but Vert disappears and reappears behind Myria.


    "Time to get rid of these annoying fuckers."


    Myria tries to desperately escape as she can feel Vert''s cold gauntlets grab her wings by the base, but with a quick pull and a sickening snap, Myria''s wings are ripped right off her back. She goes to let out a horrified scream but no sound comes out. She begins to lose consciousness as the pain of the wings being ripped from her back is too extreme for her to handle, and on top of that, her lungs feel like they are getting ready to collapse. Seeing that he has put Myria in a tight spot and she will most likely die from suffocation soon, Vert returns air back into Myria''s lungs. Being able to breathe again, Myria barely manages to choke out a sentence through her tears of pain.Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.


    "Just *cough* kill me already! Please!"


    Vert does a small chuckle that gives Myria cold chills. He seems to be enjoying her pain.


    "For me to keep this Underworld of mine running, I essentially need a power core. Seeing that you can recover power just from singing, I am planning on using you for the constant supply of power I need."


    "Underworld, what?! And what do you mean by using me for a constant supply of power, like I''d ever help you!"


    Myria is trying to act tough in the situation but the tears on her face and the horrified look she has says that she is truly terrified of what is going to happen to her. As long as she doesn''t sing though, then this place he calls his "Underworld" will collapse right? While having just gotten his powers, Vert definitely knows how to use them as he can use the chains that bind Myria to suck out her power, but how is he going to make her sing is a good question.


    "Who did I kill that made you so angry exactly?"


    "My brother! Sekreath! You killed him in cold blood and I came here for revenge, *sobs* but it seems I have failed."


    When Vert hears Sekreath come out of her mouth, he begins laughing maniacally. He hadn''t realized that she had killed the reincarnation of the person she loved so much. It was truly hysterical, but he didn''t want to tell her that. Maybe he could deceive her into singing by using her brother as leverage.


    "What if I told you, he is not dead? That he is in this Underworld too?"


    Myria looks into Vert''s eyes with a slight glint of hope which is quickly diminished into despair as she can assume he is lying to get her to be the core of his ''Underworld''. Not responding to Vert, he decides to create a scene before Myria. The darkness begins to shift and form into a large field. The field is full of flowers and the chains that bind Myria are no more but something is different. She is no longer in God Form and she is wearing a thin white dress. Wondering where she is and what happened, she begins to run through the field. She can''t comprehend what is happening but she sees something in the distance. She runs closer to the object and notices that it is a man, laying in the field. His flowing red hair is not something Myria can forget as she immediately sees her brother.


    "Bro!"


    She runs as fast as possible through the field and jumps into the chest of Sekreath. Scared by being awoken so suddenly, Sekreath lets out a surprised yell. When he looks down to see his sister, he begins to cry. He hugs her tightly and strokes her head.


    ''What happened, where am I? Where is master exactly? I have so many questions.''


    "I see you two have found each other, good."


    Vert stands above the two with a slight smile. Myria doesn''t even look up at Vert as she was too invested in her brother''s return to care. Sekreath sees his master and goes to say his name, but a magical force prevents him from doing so. Vert had made this vision of a field to see if he can trick Myria. Sekreath is actually here as Vert had used his necromancy powers to recapture his soul and bring him back but Vert changed his shape to further push the trick. Seeing that Myria has a massive amount of affection for her brother, Vert would use Sekreath as a bargaining chip to have Myria continue to sing so he could use her power.


    "Now that you have your brother back Myria, I would like to make a compromise to you. Sekreath cannot leave this world as it is restricted by my current abilities but if you hear me out we both can save him."


    Myria began to listen to Vert once again after he said ''brother'' and now she is picking apart his choice of words, making sure that there is no hint of him lying anywhere. Unfortunately for Myria, she does not know the extent of Vert''s power and foolishly takes his word for it.


    "So what''s the compromise?"


    "I harvest your power to run my Underworld and you must continue singing or you are to perish a horrible death, in return as long as this place exists, you can have your brother with you at all times. I could even go out and find more people to make you happy if you wish."


    Feeling that she is in a position of power, Myria begins to smile confidently. She thinks she now has leverage over the God of Death since this place seems important to him. Knowing that she wants to stay with her brother, Myria starts to think over the pros and cons of being here. Thinking that the pros outweigh the cons and if she ever wanted to escape she could just kill herself and be brought back, Myria comes to a quick decision.


    "Deal."


    "Good, now sing and be with your brother to your heart''s content, for I must leave now."


    Before anyone could say anything, Vert vanishes and Myria is left alone with Sekreath. Not knowing what is going on but enjoying the fact he can see Myria again, Sekreath lets out a small smile and begins hug Myria once more.


    Outside of the imaginary world, Vert floats in the abyss as he looks at the now smiling Myria. She is still in God Form 2 but she is not moving due to her chains and her eyes reflect what she is seeing in the imaginary world. Knowing that he now has a source of power for his newest ability, Vert lets out a breath of relief. He had defeated and captured another God but at the cost of the 2 people closest to him. Vert glances out into the abyss of his Underworld as Liafa comes across his mind.


    "We will meet again Liafa, I swear. And when we do, I''ll protect you this time."


    As for Emeralda, he still doesn''t understand what is going on with her.

 The Hero. Chapter 29

    "Cynthia! Get up! Go outside and do something for once in your miserable life!"


    The groaning of a woman could be heard as she forces herself out of bed. She slides her jet black hair to the right side of her face, covering her right eye completely to hide it from the ugly reality called life. Cynthia makes her way to her closet and puts some of her old clothes on. As she slides on one of her favourite shirts she tries to button it up but is not able to button up around the chest area. She lets out a disappointed sigh and decides that she doesn''t need to button up anyways. After dressing up but leaving her shirt open, Cynthia makes her way down the wooden steps. Finally arriving into the living room of their 2 story cabin, Cynthia sees the sun is shining bright and the birds are singing. The weather is beautiful and the village''s children are playing outside, enjoying life as it is given to them.


    "This is such a disgusting day. Why is everyone so happy? They should all just die."


    "Now Cynthia, that is no way to talk! And why is your shirt unbuttoned, go back upstairs and dress properly right now!"


    "Why mom! It''s not like anyone is going to see me!"


    "That''s where you are wrong! You are going outside or you are getting kicked out of my house! Now GO!"


    Cynthia''s mother throws a wooden spoon at Cynthia which hits her directly in the forehead. Being in pain and filled with hatred, Cynthia runs past her mom and out the back door. While running Cynthia bumps into her father, which sends fear throughout Cynthia.


    "Hey you little bitch, why are you dressed like that?"


    "Harold! Get your daughter right now and bring her back here! She needs to be punished again!"


    "Oh is that so, if that''s the case then let me do it!"


    Falling backwards in fear, Cynthia manages to pick herself up before her father could grab her. She begins to run away into the woods while she can hear her father scream taunts at her. As she runs through the thick brush, her body is filled with cuts and bruises. She isn''t very athletic and is breathing heavily but she can''t stop running or she will surely be beaten by her drunken father. Stumbling through the woods, Cynthia finally makes it far enough away to hope that she escaped her family. While getting her breath back, Cynthia''s begins to cry intensely.This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.


    "I just want it all to end. I want them all to just die! I want to die! God, please help me!"


    After screaming as loud as possible, her voice echoes throughout the desolate forest as she feels she has finally broken mentally. She sits down and puts her knees into her chest, unable to stop crying. Depression begins to kick in as she feels she is all alone in the world.


    ''Why was I made like this?! Why was I given this stupid eye! Why couldn''t I have just been normal?''


    Thoughts race through her head as she comes to the conclusion that her running away and dying in the woods would be the best answer for all of her problems. She hates everything and wants it all to just end but something lands beside her and startles her. She lifts her head and sees the glint of metal.


    "Huh?"


    Cynthia gets up after wiping the tears from her eyes and walks towards what landed in the ground. She touches the object and it is cold to the touch, but she is drawn to it. Something inside of her is telling her to pick it up but she is hesitant. She wants to just crawl up and die but it seems her curiosity for this object is preventing her from doing so. After contemplating what to do for a little while, Cynthia finally decides that she will pick up whatever this object is out of sheer curiosity. Picking up the object, Cynthia sees it fully as a stick with a curved blade at the end.


    "Is this a... Scythe?"


    Cynthia looks closer at the blade and can see little balls of white swirling around inside of the actual metal. Being confused but intrigued at the same time, Cynthia gives the Scythe a clean slash through the air. The Scythe easily cuts through the wind and leaves a trail of white behind where ever the blade goes. Feeling extremely attached to this Scythe, Cynthia continues to swing it more and more. She feels like she has had this blade all of her life and knows how to use it expertly.


    "I found you, you little slut!"


    Cynthia''s father emerges from the bushes beside her as Cynthia is playing with the Scythe. He goes to tackle her and beat her but with a skillful slash of the Scythe, her father is cut around his throat. Choking on his own blood, her father falls backwards and quickly begins to die. With not a tinge of remorse in her eyes, Cynthia stares at the dying man with a blank expression. As the man dies, his soul is ripped from his body and is sucked into the jet black Scythe. As the soul enters the Scythe, a name pops into Cynthia''s head.


    ''God.... of.... Death?''


    Thinking that this is a weapon of the Gods and it has been sent to her, Cynthia''s face grows a wide maniacal smile. She begins to laugh hysterically as she has been blessed by the God of Death! She is their hero and now has a purpose in life, and that purpose is to kill.

 The Pure White Scythe. Chapter 30

    A black portal opens and a tall, injured man emerges from within. Vert, who still has burns and cuts causing pain to his body with every step, is in a hurry. He has lost something important and needs to get it back before anything bad happens.


    ''Where did my Scythe go?''


    One thing that is bad about a God''s first weapon is that if lost, the God has to go and find it again. Once a God touches their weapon though, they can make it disappear and resummon it whenever they want.


    Vert is not necessarily wanting to confront Emeralda at the moment since he doesn''t know what to say to her so he won''t go and find her yet. He doesn''t even know if she lived the dragon attack but by what he knows about her she should be near immortal. Using his keen vision, Vert scours the area for any hint of his Scythe. As his eyes cover the whole grasslands where the fight began, he could see the fire from the adult dragon he had killed was spreading very quickly but something was off.


    There was smoke a few miles away that seemed to be caused by a fire and it was comparable to the size of the fire the dragon caused so Vert''s imagination started to run wild.


    ''I''m sure I killed that dragon but what is the source of such a large fire so far away. Maybe some other God''s are fighting. That''d be pretty ironic. Maybe I could kill them and take their souls. Hmmmmm...''


    Thinking about how he would be able to fight other God Candidates while still injured, a certain scent pierces his nose. He takes a few big sniffs as the sweet smell allures Vert to it. The iron-rich smell is that of blood, and their sure is a lot of it.


    Not really understanding why he can smell blood from so far away from its source, Vert decides to finally investigate what''s going on. Using his insane physical abilities, Vert runs nearly the speed of light to the fire, looking like he appeared out of nowhere. As the scene changed from grasslands to thick forest, the smell of blood becomes much stronger and also the smell of rotting and burning corpses grace Vert''s nose. Deciding that he would take the souls for himself and send them to his Underworld, Vert turns one of his eyes to his Eyes of the Reaper. The black hole forms inside of his pupils but nothing is being sucked into them.


    Confused on why he isn''t absorbing the souls, Vert thinks about all of the abilities his new eyes grants him and what their limits are.


    ''Eyes of the Reaper. Creates an Underworld when first activated. The first person sucked into this world will become the main power source from the Underworld so choose carefully, if not the Underworld will collapse and God Form 2 will be lost. So I luckily was fighting Myria and I can use her as a power source. Main Ability, The Gaze of Death: sucks the souls out of the weak while alive and sends them to the Underworld for Necromancy uses, is also used to send souls of anyone who is killed into the Underworld. Passive Ability, Stillness: sucks any type of power and or magic from whoever the user chooses but the user becomes immobile for the time this is in use. So I don''t see what is stopping me from absorbing these souls... Hmmm.... Wait a second.''Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more.


    Vert suddenly realizes what is going on, there is nothing to suck up. He remembers how the Scythe worked and he could see the souls of those who are killed but he doesn''t see anything but dead bodies. No swirling balls of light like the last time seem to be near Vert. Bewildered on how this is happening, Vert is able to hear something relatively close to him and it seems to be fighting. The scene around him bends and tears as he once again moves at Mach speeds to get where he needs. He is now near what seems to be the rubble of a village and more corpses are scattered throughout the ever-growing fire. A muscular man comes into view with hands that seem to be on fire. Curious and not giving a shit about his well being, Vert decides to withstand the heat and watch what is happening play out before him.


    The man seems to be losing as he body is covered in cuts and scapes and he is breathing heavily. A trickle of blood drips from his mouth as he stares into the fire with a horrified look. With a few seconds of nothing happening, Vert realizes this might be a long fight and takes a seat on a branch about 100 feet away.


    ''Man if only I had popcorn.''


    As Vert thinks about what popcorn exactly is, a slash cuts through the fire and completely disperses it. The man who seems to be losing has expected this and brings his flaming hand to his mouth. After taking a deep breath he blows into the fire which sends it out like a dragon''s breath. This flame completely engulfs everything within 100 feet in front of him. Impressed, Vert gives him a ''not bad'' head nod while also clapping lightly. Expecting that he has finally won, the man stands straight up and closes his eyes to gather himself back together mentally. After a few seconds, he opens his eyes but he was too late to realize the immediate danger. The woman he has thought he killed dashes through the flames and slices the man in half with her pure white Scythe.


    ''Not gonna lie, that was pretty anti-climatic. Well congratulations to the winner but I''ll be taking that man''s soul-.''


    With a quick swipe of the Scythe, the soul is slashed in half and absorbed. Realizing that this is the person who has probably killed everyone here and is the one taking their souls, Vert thinks about way to kill her. She must have a lot of souls in that Scythe so he could definitely use them in his goals to summon demon''s but killing her might be a problem. She seems to be moderately strong and Vert isn''t exactly 100%.


    Deciding that he can just use his speed to kill her, Vert stands up in his branch and jumps off of it. Landing on the ground with a satisfying thud, Vert looks up to see an unexpected sight. The woman who he has gone to kill was standing right in front of him, Scythe pulled back and ready to cut Vert down.


    "Well shit."

 Seraphs Plan. Chapter 31

    The woman slashes the air as Vert manages to jump backwards just in time to dodge impending death. Ready to start his own offensive before she can control the flow of the battle, Vert vanishes from sight and reappears behind the woman with the scythe. The white-haired woman seems to be unexpecting of Vert''s attack but something hits him in the back and makes him stumble before he could punch her in the back of the head. Confused and off balance, Vert turns around to see the same girl he was just getting ready to attack, right behind him.


    "Wait, what?!"


    Vert recognizes this woman''s combat abilities and readies his fist. Standing in a fight stance, Vert is slightly frightened as he had not sensed this woman''s attack from behind but now he knows to be careful since she seems to be fast. He is assuming that the same girl from before had attacked from behind but this was false as he heard someone behind him once more. Turning around again he could see that the original girl is still there. He turns back to the other girl, then back to the original, then back to the other, then the original. Now he is standing so each girl is to his right and left. He chuckles slightly as he knows that he has gotten into a situation he probably shouldn''t have.


    Both girls notice Vert is laughing and take the opportunity to attack him while he is the least prepared. The one to the left of Vert swings to her right and aims for Vert''s head and the one to his left also swings to her right but aims for Vert''s legs. Before he could react the Scythes are already directly behind him and in front of him, closing into him like shiny white teeth. Thinking they have Vert as good as dead, both girls give the same maniacal smile at the same time as before they were completely emotionless. As the two Scythes pass each other, the sound of air being cut through could be heard but nothing less as the image of Vert vanished. Perplexed at what happened, the two girls look at each other and both at the same time slightly tilt their head to the side in confusion.


    Vert, who is currently in the air as he had avoided death from jumping high above the tree line, starts a song as the two girls don''t know where he is at. Whispers fill the two girls ears, full of insults and phrases that could break someone mentally. One of them cover their ears as the other one looks to the sky were the source of the sound is coming from. Vert zooms towards the ground and lands as dust clouds pollute the air from his harsh landing. The low sound of a deep-voiced man could be heard as Vert stands there, sizing up the two. After a few seconds, Vert begins to sing along with the song.


    "Question for the maker, and it''s, Aw Yeah? This the way it''s supposed to be huh?..... Aight."


    Before the two girls could think about what sound is coming from Vert''s gauntlets he launches to the one who is on his right and delivers a blow to her stomach, sending her flying through three thin oak trees and into a large oak tree where the sound of metal being crushed could be heard. He punched her as hard as possible but the punch hurt his hand enough to think she was wearing thick armour when she only wore a white button-up shirt and a black skirt.


    "Sippin... On a glass of red wine thinkin, everybody down here trippin."


    Vert turns towards the other girl after saying "sippin" and dashes towards her. She gets ready for his attack and prepares herself by holding her Scythe in a fighting stance. She is confused on what this man she is trying to kill is talking about but as he says the words "trippin" he disappears from her view about 8 feet away and something hits her square in the nose. Flying backwards and unable to stop, the girl lets go of her Scythe and her back hits a tree, bending her body in the shape of a "U" around it.A case of theft: this story is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.


    "If you up there, Upstairs, This is Nina tellin¡¯ you to listen. The vision I¡¯m givin¡¯, everyday, Life is dumpin¡¯ on us like a pigeon."


    Vert stands where he had punched the second girl in the face, ready for them to come back and fight him at any moment whilst singing "Aw Yeah" by Tech N9ne, but at the end of the line, they both lay still, not moving. He keeps singing the song and anticipating them to get up but after about 20 seconds, nothing happens.


    ''So much for a tough fight I guess, these girls only lasted one punch-.''


    Vert''s train of thought is interrupted as something pierces his back as he lets out a scream of pain. He can feel the cold steel go straight into his shoulder blade and a warm red liquid dribble down his back. He turns around with a face twisted in pain and sees 2 more girls that look the exact same as the two he was just fighting. There were slight differences in their faces but everything else was the same, including clothes, hair, and weapons. As one of them rips their Scythe out of Vert''s back, his hands begin to feel like they are on fire. His music begins to distort as the gauntlets themselves seem to be melting off of his body. His connection to the Underworld also becomes severed as his one Eye of the Reaper fades back into its normal colour and his pupil returns to normal. Horrified at what is happening to him, Vert can feel himself begin to fall asleep as the two girls talk to each other in metallic voices.


    "It seems that this one has defeated Lis and Liz."


    "Quite."


    "So we should take him back from more.... experimenting."


    "Ooooh, that should please mother."


    Not knowing what is happening to his body or why his gauntlets are melting off of him, Vert can barely let out one sentence as he falls to the ground unconscious.


    "God.... Damnit..."


    *In the heavens.*


    The sound of a large wooden door echoes throughout the room as a short girl boastfully enters.


    "Yahooo~! Seraph! Are you home?"


    The large winged creature in the room sighs as the annoying pest calls out his name. He is currently watching what is going on with his Candidate and he knows why Eria, the Goddess of Nature, is here. She runs over to Seraph after seeing that he is in fact home, even though he really has nowhere else to be.


    "It seems that my Candidate has captured yours. Even after taking on 2 other Candidates and almost dying each time you think that little Niko would learn. He really isn''t the brightest."


    They both stare into the well that reflects the area around Vert. Seraph shakes his head as he doesn''t like when people doubt his God Candidate. Eria looks up to the tall, angel looking God and giggles a little.


    "If only you weren''t so stubborn, his life would be so much easier! You should probably help him out before my little Tia gets ahold of him. That would be bad for everyone if that were to happen, right?"


    Eria gives Seraph a wink and sticks her tongue at him and leaves the room, shutting the doors behind her. Seraph knows that Vert could easily become a God on his own accord but with the interference of the actual Gods then he might need a helping hand. It''s a good thing that Seraph has already set something in motion that will surely help Vert escape Tia''s clutches and progress quicker. A small white light appears beside Seraph as a catgirl comes into view. Seraph looks down at his most faithful servant with anticipation. She looks up at Seraph and gives him a full report if his plan worked or not. Satisfied, Seraph looks back towards the well as the 2 who had knocked Vert out are now carrying him back to the Pit.


    "Don''t worry Vert, your first hero will find you soon."

 The Past Part I. Chapter 32

    As Vert slipped into unknown darkness called unconsciousness, his mind raced with memories as they flooded back to him piece by piece. The darkness bends and twists around him as a beautiful sight graces his eyes. He touches his body as he is now reliving his memories. His loose jersey is being grabbed on by several people as sweat drips from every surface of his body. He is being hugged by many as everyone around him has blurry faces as he seems completely torn about what is going on. A loud voice booms throughout the stadium that reminds Vert where he is.


    "And the new NBA Champions are, the Minnesota Timberwolves!"


    Small pieces of blue and grey paper are shot into the sky and rains down unto everyone in the stadium. Faces begin to become unblurry as he begins to recognize his teammates.


    ''Jimmy, Karl, Andrew, Jeff, Taj...''


    Vert continues to say all of their names one by one as he can feel sorrow flow through his body. He remembers all of the good times they had, playing in foreign countries to spread basketball, doing charity events for poor families, Vert even had his own Charity to help Alcoholism and one for Orphans. The executive of the NBA walks up to Vert with a trophy in his hand. The executive''s voice is blared throughout the speakers as he announces who has won the award everyone strives for.


    "The Finals MVP is, Niko Smith!"


    Hearing his old name called in such a fashion sends a jolt through Vert''s as he is handed the gold and silver looking trophy. His best friend throughout his entire career, Karl-Anthony Towns, is holding the NBA Championship trophy as he stands next to Vert to take a picture. Everyone is screaming and jumping for joy inside the stadium and this amazes Vert. As he stands there in awe, seeping in the glory of winning, Vert can feel a slight tap on his shoulder. He looks around and sees the person who had tapped his shoulder was his beloved wife, Allie.


    Her brown hair is covering her face so Vert parts it to the side. She is blushing and they both lean in for a kiss. Vert remembers that all he could think about at the time was ''I did it, I finally did it. Maybe now is better than ever to start a family huh?''. At the time Vert was 24 and would be entering his physical prime soon for basketball. Being the star of the team he is projected to get a $260 million, 4-year contract. As the whole team makes it to the locker room, champagne showers rained from above as the whole team celebrated their victories, a parade through Minneapolis was held as well. As Vert finally made it home with his wife, they both fell asleep in each other''s arms while in their studio/apartment.


    Vert wakes up to a completely different scene change, the once apartment has turned into a spacious room that Vert recognizes to be the mansion he bought after the championship run. He looks around and sees his wife sitting in the kitchen, hunched over a letter and crying. Bewildered at the sudden change of everything, Vert rushed up off the couch and towards Allie. She looks up at Vert and tries to speak but chokes on her tears. He puts his arms around and pulls her in close.


    "It''s okay, it''s okay. What''s wrong?"


    Allie looks up at Vert and simply hands him a letter. It is a letter from the U.S. Army. He read over the letter and as he read about halfway through he was filled with a sense of dread and fear. A war had broken out about a year ago and the United States was fighting China and North Korea. Vert knew that the Army was in need of people but never would he of thought they would have a draft! The letter stated the Vert has been drafted and will be required to go fight for the United States in the current war. He didn''t know what to think as he has just found out that Allie is pregnant. There is also the fact that his music career is picking up and he has a bright basketball career ahead of him. Distraught and horrified, Vert continued to hold his wife and pray for the best. The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there.


    While holding his wife, everything around him began to crumble and he became shaken up by it and soon he was surrounded by darkness once more. He simply closed his eyes, waiting to be awoken. After a few seconds, an explosion can be heard and it shakes Vert''s rib cage. He quickly opens his eyes and they are instantly filled with dirt and soot. He wipes them off and grabs his MK16 Scar. He checks for how much ammo it has and it seems that it has a full clip. He touches all over his body as he can feel his body armour, his M9 Beretta pistol, a few smoke grenades, an actual grenade, a knife, and his radio. Unaware of where he is, Vert looks around and it seems that he is in a small hut. The mission details start flowing back into his mind as he remembers that suspicious activities were seen in a small village and his squad were sent to investigate.


    A bullet passes through the doorway that Vert was crouched beside and he can hear someone running towards him. He readies his SCAR and points it towards the doorway and slowly stepping backwards while crouched. His discipline is showing as he aim is completely steady even though his heart is racing.


    "Private Smith, Private Smith! Are you in here?!"


    The raspy voice of a man in his mid-thirties is heard as it becomes closer and closer. Vert can recognize this voice as his Sergeant. Sergeant Luck runs peeps his head through the doorway and lets out a sigh of relief when he sees Vert in the corner. Vert had put down his gun as soon as he realized who was saying his name and he gets up and jogs to his Sergeant. Smiling that he could finally see a familiar face in this horrifying setting, another bullet zooms through the doorway but misses both of the men. When they realized they were getting shot at, they both got to either side of the door frame, Vert going to the right and Luck going to the left. They both nod at each other and ready their guns. Knowing what to do, Vert pulls the pin to a smoke grenade, drops it, pulls the pin to an explosive grenade and throws it where the bullets are coming from. When the explosion is heard, the two run through the smoke, firing at everything they see move that isn''t a friendly or a civilian. They make it through the village together, looking for the rest of their squad and killing about 26 Enemy soldiers in total. They make it to the town hall and press up against the wall near the door.


    Luck tells Vert that the enemy commander is in here and they need to eliminate him. Confused on why they aren''t looking for their other squad mates more, Vert listens to the higher ranked officer and gets ready to burst through the door. Luck plants a small thing of C4 and does a countdown. After the door explodes, Vert runs into the run even though his ears are ringing and are in pain. He points his gun all around the room and finds nothing. No one is here, there are just some rope and a chair. Vert walks towards the chair and sees a camera placed next to it. Thinking that he knows what it is, Vert decides to tell Sergeant Luck about it.


    "Hey Sergeant Luck, I think this room is for-."


    Vert is turning around mid-sentence and got the butt of the gun to his face. He fell down knocked out and with a broken nose. He wakes up to be tied to the chair, rope around his wrists and a bright light in his face. Hardly able to see anything due to the blinding light, Vert can hear someone speaking Chinese very fluently but he can''t make out a single word of it. Knowing he is now a prisoner of war, Vert thinks of a way to escape. He tries to pull on the rope but nothing happens. He looks to his left and to his right and sees all of his equipment lying there, on the floor about 10 feet from him. Knowing that this will be a very bad situation, Vert just keeps quiet and tries to see the faces of his capturers. The light is too blinding though but Vert realizes something that causes his hands to form into balls of fists and him to bite down hard on the rope tied around his head and into his mouth to prevent him from talking.


    ''Where is Sergeant Luck and what have they done to him?''

 The Past Part II. Chapter 33

    After an hour of sitting in the wooden chair, tied up, Vert is starting to feel nauseous and he can feel panic building up inside of him. His captors keep repeating what seems to be the same sentence in Chinese over and over again and their voice seems to be getting more serious as the minutes go by. Vert can feel that something in his nose is definitely broken but it seems to be no longer bleeding and the old blood has dried up by now. He wasn''t made for this situation. Throughout his quick training for war, Vert assumed he was mentally strong enough for any situation as killing did nothing to his mindset but being captured and most likely used as a tool against his country, this is truly a traumatising feeling. He is trying his hardest to not pass out in fear and pain but he notices something that wakes him up instantly.


    One of the figures who has been hiding behind the bright light is stepping forward and they have something in their hand. This item seems to be a blade of some sorts and Vert starts to shake his head side to side as they come closer and closer. Tears are beginning to build up in his eyes as the figure comes into view. They are wearing a mask that hides their face that looks like the face of the devil. Vert is horrified as the figure raises the machete into the air and closes his eyes and braces for the worst. After about 15 seconds of bracing, nothing happens.


    Confused on why he isn''t feeling pain, Vert opens his eyes but that''s what he was waiting for. Not prepared to get hit now, a machete is lodged in Vert''s thigh, sending a pain incomprehensible throughout Vert''s body. He goes to scream but the rope in his mouth is preventing him from doing so. They had waited for the perfect moment to stab the machete inside of Vert and it worked. Tears are pouring from Vert''s face as his blood begins to spurt out of his leg. He is becoming more and more light-headed as the pain keeps getting worse and worse. His captor is enjoying Vert''s pain as he is letting out a deep, hearty laugh. Vert''s face is full of horror but his eyes brim with hatred. Something inside of the masked man tells him to run away as fast as possible but he shakes a few times and the feeling goes away. Confused on what just happened to him, the masked man takes a few steps and disappears into the blinding light. He reappears though within a few seconds but with a bag in his hand this time. He puts the bag over Vert''s head and Vert''s vision is now obscured.


    Now without sight, Vert is becoming more and more terrified at what is going to happen to him. Suddenly, the same sentence that has been on repeat for a long time now stops without warning. Not knowing what that means, Vert braces himself once more for anything to happen to him while he is blind. He was right in his speculation that the repeating sentences stopped meant something as something hits him in the back of the head with extreme force. Unable to stay awake, Vert is knocked out without warning.


    Vert wakes up to find himself inside of a damp concrete cell. He shakes his head as the throbbing pain doesn''t seem to want to go away. Vert can feel something nagging at the back of his head as he doesn''t want to relive his memories anymore but is forced to. It feels like he is meant to see these again, to find something important here, so he continues on. He can''t remember what happens next but goes back into character as he mind thinks on its own.


    ''I need a way out. I need to make it back to my wife and my child.''


    Vert gets up and looks around the room to see if he can find a way out. He sees that everything around him is sold concrete except for the roof. It is a metal grate that has hinges on the sides. The cell doesn''t have a door so that seems to be the only way out. Vert looks at the grate and it is about 10 feet off the ground. That''s low enough for him to jump up and grab onto it. With doing so, Vert is able to see a little farther outside of his cell and surrounding him is concrete walls. Clouds cover the skies causing most sunlight to be blocked out and leaving a dark grey aura everywhere Vert can see. The walls have rows of barbed wires littering the top of them.


    Vert''s arms begin to burn with pain as he has been holding himself up for 5 minutes now, absorbing the abysmal atmosphere engulfing his surrounding area. Vert can feel many different emotions swelling up inside of him but the most prominent one is sadness. Vert can feel tears welling up in his eyes as his breathing becomes sharp while also slightly wheezing. Vert can''t help it as his voice escape his body extremely loudly.


    "God Damnit!"


    Once again the shapes surrounding Vert shifts and tears but not by much. Scratches appear on the walls; his hair grows out longer and longer; his bed becomes more torn and worn; the small toilet in the corner becomes dirtier and dirtier and finally, the bars on the grate entrapping Vert becomes more and more worn. Vert, who is still hanging onto the grate, lets go and lands on the concrete with a soft thud. He arms don''t hurt with pain anymore as he looks down at his body. He seems to be skinnier, probably due to malnourishment, but he feels much stronger. Memories haunt him as day by day Vert would spend his time working on a way out while keeping his body at max strength. He looks at the walls and sees that the scratches on the wall were made by Vert with a rock he had found to count the days. Vert remembers that by his calculations he has been here for nearly 6 months. He was captured on October 27 so it is about April or May.This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it


    The winter was harsh and Vert had barely survived but the Chinese wouldn''t let their most valuable hostage just die. Vert was a celebrity in America so they knew he would be worth a good amount of money and would be good leverage against the US. The barely fed him and never replaced the rags they gave him as ''clothes''. Vert''s shirt was torn and had holes riddled throughout it and the same was for his pants. The Chinese thought that their security was inescapable but they were wrong.


    Vert hasn''t spent all of his time just doing nothing. He has been watching, waiting for his opportunity to escape and today is the day. Vert remembers watching the guards to learn their shifts, seeing the days where security was at its weakest and this will be the time. Vert jumps back up and grabs the grate again. He spent a lot of time doing pull-ups to hide the fact he was watching people so he could hold on to the grate for a long time. He looks to his right and sees the one guard in place exactly where Vert thought he would be, now to grab his attention. Vert begins to sing as loud as possible.


    "How high''s the water, mama? Two feet high and risin''. How high''s the water, papa? Two feet high and risin''."


    Hearing that Vert is singing once again and absolutely hating it, the guard known as Mao Shin walks over to Vert''s cell. He never lets Vert sing and punishes him if they do so. Mao is yelling at Vert in Chinese and readies his baton to hit Vert''s hands to make him fall off the grate. Vert is ready for this and as Mao swings down, Vert moves his hand and Mao hits the grate. Vert uses this chance to grabs Mao''s arm and lets go of the grate. Pulling Mao down with all of his weight, Mao falls and lands face first into a bar in the grate. Being knocked out now, Vert jumps back up, grabbing the bars beside Mao''s body. He grabs the keys and climbs over to where the lock is. Putting the key into the lock, a sound is heard that truly pleases Vert. The lock falls to the ground with a loud clink. Knowing that this will be the hard part now, Vert falls back down and grabs the baton Mao has dropped. Vert can imagine how painful this is going to be but it will be worth it in the end.


    Vert puts the baton inside of the waistline of his pants, hoping it will stay there during what was next. Vert pumps himself up and runs towards the concrete wall. He kicks off of it and does a wall run off the wall next to it. With this upward momentum, he presses his right hand against the grate and slightly pushes it up. With a slight gap between the concrete and the grate, Vert places his left hand in said gap and holds onto the concrete as gravity begins to pull him down. The sound of the grate hitting the concrete can be heard as Vert lets out a painful scream. He can feel something in his fingers break but he refuses to let go as the grate is crushing his fingers into the concrete. Vert, who is hanging against the wall now, grabs the baton and places it near his crushed fingers and pushes as hard as he can on the grate. It creaks as it is being pushed up once again and the pain in Vert''s hand is relieved for the most part.


    He continues to use the baton as a wedge until the metal grate is about 2 feet into the air. Vert places the baton vertical to hold the grate up as he clumsily climbs through the narrow gap. Finally getting out of the cell, Vert rolls onto the grass that is near him. He is breathing heavily and he knows he needs to leave quickly. He had kept the keys from Mao inside of his only pocket without a hole and Vert gets up from his laying down position. He runs towards the metal door as the grate falls since the baton wouldn''t hold it up forever. He gets to the door and puts his hands on the cold metal. He pulls out the keys and his hands are shaking profusely. Fumbling the keys, Vert sees the key that he has everyone use to open this door and he does so. As the door opens with a metal shriek, Vert''s eyes are filled with light as it was night outside with small lights lighting the courtyard Vert was housed in. Vert doesn''t know exactly where he is no but he does know the next guard won''t show up for another 20 minutes so he has a little time but not much.


    Vert quietly sprints through the hallways, slightly peeking into each room while not getting caught. He finally gets to what seems to be a garage as he sees a small jeep looking vehicle. He runs to it as his feet can feel the freezing cold concrete. He finally makes it to the vehicle and jumps into the driver''s seat. He looks to see if the key is in it and surely, it is. The key is already in the ignition and with one turn, the vehicle turns on. The big metal door to the garage is already up and Vert readies his next step in his epic journey back home, but he isn''t able to start without seeing one thing first. Vert presses on the pedal and the car starts to roll forward but something catches the corner of Vert''s eye. He turns to see a wide-eyed and pale-faced Seargent Luck.

 The Past Part III. Chapter 34

    Vert sees his former Seargent and is filled with mixed feelings. He is relieved at first but then Vert swears he saw Luck wearing a Chinese uniform. He drives out of the garage while staring at the rearview mirror and he sees Luck turn the corner and pull out a pistol. Gunshots shatter the back glass to the vehicle as Vert ducks for his life. He continues to drive down the winding dirt path, thinking he has finally escaped but a bright light appears over his vehicle. Vert looks out the window to see a helicopter following Vert and illuminating his position. Gunshots echo throughout the land as bullets pierce the high-speed vehicle.


    Vert turns the steering wheel sharply left and right trying to escape his impending doom but something ahead makes his blood run cold. The road is becoming smaller and smaller as it is going along the side of a cliff. The helicopter keeps shooting at Vert not letting him gain an inch of ground away from them. A bullet flies right past Vert''s face and he panics, turning the steering wheel to the right and causing the vehicle to go over the cliff ledge. Weightlessness is all Vert can feel as the water at the bottom of the cliff came closer and closer. Vert''s body tenses up and he holds his breath, awaiting impact.


    As the front of the vehicles crashes into the water, Vert shoots up from his former laying down position and is currently sitting on what seems to be a bed. The comfy mattress softens Vert''s stiff body as he feels all over himself to see if this is still a dream. He is sweating profusely and as he touches his torso his skin feels slightly leathery. He looks down to see his body is scarring from his bad burns from the fight with Myria. His breathing is shaky and he is on high alert as he has no idea where he is.


    The white sheets on the bed remind him that off a hospital bed from his old world and the room seems to be made of wood. Vert looks at his hands to see what scares him the most, nothing. His gauntlets are gone and he fears they might never return.


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    Foolishly thinking that suicide is the only answer if it comes down to it, Vert doesn''t notice the other presence in the room and that is for a reason. A short woman is hiding under a cloth in the corner of the room but not just any cloth, an invisible one. She is just staring at Vert, waiting for him to do something so she can record it and send it to her master. Vert, who is now used to his surroundings, shrugs and decides it is time to get up. The blanket falls off his lower half as he stands up and he looks down to see himself naked.


    Confused on why this the case, Vert just slightly tilts his head to the side and shrugs once again. The Gnome woman in the corner sees a man naked for the first time in her life and lets out a surprised yelp. As Vert goes to take a step forward, he stops dead in his tracks and looks towards the empty corner. He doesn''t know what that sound was but now he feels like someone is watching him. The Gnome, who almost blew her cover, is covering her mouth as her cheeks rise a few shades of red. She is trying to not look at Vert out of sheer embarrassment but when she decides to look again, he is gone. Startled at this new outcome, the Gnome remembers her assignment, which was not to let this man out of her sight. She grows horrified as she has just now failed her task given to her by her Goddess.


    She gets up and checks her surroundings once more before accepting defeat. She takes off the cloak and huffs really loudly. She knows that her Goddess will not be happy when she finds out the news but being the Goddess''s most promising student, Mist Freehorn and she will get off will only a slap on the wrist. Mist starts whistling as she goes to leave the room and as she reaches the door, she jumps for the doorknob. What Mist didn''t know that The Watcher was turned into The Watched as Vert had positioned himself onto one of the beams on the roof to see if anyone was truly watching him.


    Vert knows that he just appears out of thin air all the time but that is due to his speed. This extremely short human looked like she took of something that made her invisible, maybe something like armour. He is very curious and wants to find out what she has created to cause her invisibility since it could be very useful in Vert''s arsenal. She opens the door and closes it behind her. Vert drops down from the ceiling rafters above and goes to open the door but it won''t open. He tugs again but once again, nothing happens. He just sighs and continues to look around the room for something to help him.


    "Ohhhhh, interesting."

 Hope. Chapter 35

    Vert walks over to a metal table that is placed across from his bed and he can see some interesting stuff on it. He picks up some material that feels like sleek cloth and he takes a good look at it. It seems to be a bright white shirt and everything else on the table matches the same white colour as the shirt. Vert figures it wouldn''t hurt to put the T-shirt on and as he does so, it feels like a perfect fit. The material is nothing Vert has really felt before but he can see there is a full outfit here and by the way the shirt fits him, it might be tailored to him. He slides on the underwear, pants, and socks but he sees extra clothing here. There is a pair of white gloves with the tips of the fingers missing and even a long coat that has fur on the inside of it. Vert puts it all on and he looks at himself for a second.


    ''Whoever made this definitely wants me to be.... bright and easy to find huh? All of it is also made of this weird silk and cloth-like material. I wonder what it is.''


    He looks around the metal table some more for anything else and he sees something familiar to him finally. His plate armoured greaves are sitting there, sparkling clean. He steps into them and he takes a second to reflect on his current situation.


    ''I was knocked out, taken to a new place, undressed and someone made new clothes for me.  I have put on these new clothes and they even washed my greaves for me. This seems a little too perfect. Plus I''m locked in here.''


    He looks around a while, looking a way out of the room he is but it seems to be sealed tight. Vert is worried about the fact he has lost his music and Eyes of the Reaper but to him, this is no time to panic about what has already happened but it is time to find a way to reverse it... Or just kill himself.


    He thinks about using his insane strength to bust down the door or even the wall but that would be rude if they are treating him as a guest or the fact he might not have his strength. He looks to the opposite side of the room and runs as fast as possible, arriving at his destination with a familiar blistering speed. His hands feel unprotected since they don''t have metal protecting him so he is worried to test his strength at the moment. He does quick jabs and an uppercut, releasing some of his strength and a blast of wind is caused by the end of his combo, which had a little extra power put in it.


    Satisfied with himself still being powerful with just his physical abilities, Vert walks back over to the door. He inspects it a few time and he starts to hear something on the other side. It is extremely muffled so Vert presses his ear against the door to find out if he can understand any of it.


    "Go find him I said! I don''t care how scared you are of him! He is our guest and I need this man on our side!"


    ''Go fine Tim I said? I won''t tear cows where you far love him! Feet is our best and I need fist Dan on our side? What the....''


    The door is surprisingly thick so what Vert heard is completely off what was said, but nonetheless, he keeps his ear on the door, listening for some other signs of life but none show themselves. Very slight shuffling sounds are heard and then the door Vert has his ear pressed against is pulled open. He is unable to catch himself before falling towards the floor. He does manage to stop himself from face planting though as he lands in a push-up position. He looks up to see an old man with long white hair and a long white beard. He is wearing clothes that match Vert''s and the man''s face is mixed with anger and relief. The old man''s irises drift to the corner of his eyes and they seem to be staring at the short woman Vert had seen earlier. The short woman looks horrified and is looking at the old man with pleading eyes.Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings.


    The old man flicks his right hand towards the short girl and she walks down the hallway with a sad expression. The old man looks at Vert, who is picking himself up, with an over-eager smile. Vert can tell it is a facade instantly, and he hasn''t had that much interaction with people from over 1,000 years until recently. The man can see the doubt in Vert''s face, causing him to sigh defeatedly and frown. He puts his hand in his hair, holding it from falling onto his forehead, mainly due to stress.


    "My name is Goreck. I am the Head of the Faculty here. Nice to meet you." he says with a confident voice. He also holds his free hand out in a manner that is asking Vert to shake it. Vert, who is staring Goreck in the eyes looking for signs of hostility, responds rather kindly.


    "My name is Vert. Nice to meet you too." Vert puts out his hand too and they shake on their new greeting. Goreck is pleased by this and is reacting kindly to Vert. Vert doesn''t know if they know that he is a God Candidate and if they don''t, he won''t tell them till they ask.


    "So where am I exactly?"


    "Well, it seems you had encountered one of our... Warriors. They saw you as a threat and ultimately tried to kill you but you proved yourself strong enough to be brought back and asked to join our cause."


    "And what cause is that?"


    "To take down the Army of Gods that plague our lands."


    Vert is extremely intrigued by this as he never thought the God''s would join each other in forces. Myria is Sekreath''s sister so that can be understandable but many Gods coming together for one cause. It is unthinkable as that much power in one army would surely cause problems in the upper echelons of their ranks. Vert is taking a little bit to mull over his decision, one outcome would be taking down several Gods who are far along on their achievement but the downside would be things like getting used, betrayed, or murdered.


    "What is the name of your cause?"


    "Hope. That is it, nothing more, nothing less."


    Accepting of the simplistic yet powerful name, Vert wouldn''t mind working for these people but he wants one thing in return.


    "Return my powers back to me and you have yourself a deal."


    Goreck thinks over what Vert has said for a second and then he bites the top of his bottom lip. Goreck is extremely overworked since his master is extremely lazy but this is a decision for her to make, but he doesn''t want to seem weak to Vert. He wants to look like the leader he is, so he takes a leap of faith even though his master might not like it.


    "No."


    The voice of a woman fills the air as Goreck went to tell Vert his answer, which was yes. Goreck looks to his left and so does Vert. A white-haired woman with a Pure White Scythe stands in the hallway, staring Vert down. Goreck looks angrily at the woman and turns towards her.


    "This is not your decision Lis. Go back to your post and do not come back, that is an order."


    Goreck said that last part with extra emphasis and seriousness. The woman winces as she continues to stand there, unmoving. Goreck sees this and becomes angry as his hands turn into balls of fists. The white-haired woman shakes her head a few times and looks back at Vert.


    "You have an evil power that must be contained by our Devouring Scythes! I will not let Miya release your powers! I would rather die than receive your help! YOU ARE PUTRI-."


    Goreck puts his hand out in front of him and the silver banded ring on his finger shines brilliantly. The woman shuts up instantly and begins to tear up in anger. She turns around and walks down the hallway even though it seems to be against her own will. Vert stands there, confused and amazed at the same time. This man named Goreck must be pretty strong if he made one of the girls with Scythes turn around and shut up.


    "What was that about exactly?"


    "I have no idea, but I will talk to the one who took your powers, Miya, on you getting them back. Follow me."

 The return of Power. Chapter 36

    ''This place is better managed then I thought. Just walking through the hallways everyone and everything seems to be in its place, working efficiently. There are some people who seem out of place slightly and those are people called ''gnomes'' and that''s what that short lady must''ve been. I wonder how they train people to work so well and not get tired of it?''


    Vert has been observing everything around him as Goreck leads him through the many rooms and hallways looking for Miya. They have walked through many workshops that are making items that Vert has never seen before. By the look of them, Vert is unable to tell what they do or why they would be needed in such amounts. It is like a small ring that is about 2 feet in diameter and it is made of metal, that is all Vert can tell at the moment.


    The two have been walking for a while now and the size of this facility is fairly huge. Vert has yet to see a window which makes him assume that this place has insane defences or it is underground. Goreck opens one last door and the two walk into the room. In the middle of the room, 2 girls are sitting in chairs at a table, reading books. Vert looks around the rest of the room and can only see bookshelves which are full of many types of books. Figuring this might be a library of some sorts, Vert becomes more interested in the girls reading the books. Their movements look synchronized as they both turn their pages at the same time. Goreck walks closer and they both look up at the same time too. The only real difference in the two is the streak of black hair in one of them.


    Goreck walks around the table and to the one with the dark streak in her hair, whispers something in her ear, and then points to Vert. She seems to have mixed feelings and the other girl and is staring at them with a slightly perplexed expression. The one with the dark streak in her hair, which Vert assumes is Miya, stands up and walks to the back of the room, opposite of Vert. She opens a door and pulls out a scythe a white Scythe and a blotch of darkness swirling inside of it. She cringes as she holds the Scythe and Vert becomes even more confused and starts to think about not joining this freaky group called Hope.


    The woman is visibly in pain as she walks towards Vert and she stares him into the eyes as she gets about 5 feet away and stops.


    "What are your powers and what do they do so I can return them. I need to know because I have so many powers in my Scythe that it is hard to differentiate between them all."


    Vert''s eyes squint slightly as something seems to be wrong here. You would think that you could remember taking someone''s powers as you took them but Vert guess''s that isn''t the case. He tucks away his suspicion for now and begins to describe his abilities by name.


    "Lightning Bolt, Lightning Skin-."Stolen novel; please report.


    Vert stops after saying his second ability. He remembers his fight with Myria and how she had burned his body even though he has this passive ability, or how he was watching the fight while standing in a fire but he could feel the heat. He decides to think about it later since the white-haired girl seems to be having a heart attack in front of him.


    Goreck runs over to the two and helps Miya stand up. She had fallen to the ground when Vert had started saying the name of his powers. The girl begins to scream horrendously and her Scythe is becoming more and more black by the second. Vert is confused by this and just stands there and looks at the girl like she has problems mentally.


    The screaming continues for a few seconds and then a lightning bolt is shoot out into the room, catching one of the bookcases on fire. Vert just looks at it nonchalantly and says ''Huh'' before thinking about what just happened. Goreck, who is touching the girl, screams in pain and looks down at his hands, which seem to be burnt. Goreck looks horrified but excited at the same time. Vert has never seen someone with such mixed emotions before. Vert looks at the girl and her clothes catch fire as her body lets of crackling noises. Vert lets out an emotionless ''wow'' as the situation went from bad to worse. He really begins to churn over what just happened in his head.


    ''She asked for info about my powers, then when I mentioned them she used them. I assume she couldn''t use them before so that must mean that she gets my powers when I talk about them. Maybe it''s not on purpose that this happens.''


    Vert looks at the three others in the room and completely realizes what is going on. It is a good thing he didn''t start off with any of his main powers then everyone in the room would most likely be dead. The fire in the room is still raging on and the girl is still screaming and Goreck is still amazed and somehow the other is still reading her book like nothing is happening! Vert thinks about how much of a clusterfuck is going on here and decides to take the liberty onto himself to do something about it.


    He walks towards the girl on fire and picks up her now black and white Scythe. It is actually surprisingly heavy for what Vert had expected but since seems to be where his powers are stored, he is going to release them. Vert takes the Scythe and breaks it in half over his knee. The shattering of metal echoes as the Scythe breaks like glass completely once snapped in half. Goreck stands there with a fac of pure terror and the girl who is on fire is now unconscious on the ground. The girl who is reading has also seemed to be knocked out. A voice echoes throughout the walls that makes everyone, except Vert, cover their ears in pain due to its sheer volume.


    "What is going on down there!"


    Goreck lands on his butt with a soft thud as he is expecting everyone''s in the facilities impending doom. Vert stands there and looks at his hands. His gauntlets begin to form back out of thin air and he can feel his connection to the underworld begin to reform. Happy with these results, he feels he can help Hope now kill some Gods.


    "So now that I got my powers back Goreck, what''s my first task?"


    Goreck says nothing as he stares at the door, waiting for something to come through it. Vert assumes they should probably take the two girls out of this room before it burns up completely but since no one is saying anything about it, then it should be fine right?

 Tia. Chapter 37

    "Goreck!"


    "Ahh!"


    Goreck screams in fear as the door to the room bursts open followed by a loud voice of a woman. Vert turns around to look who came through the door but sees no one. He looks again and he realizes that he had missed the woman who came into the room because she was a Gnome and he looked right over her. Vert watches as she walks past him and straight towards Goreck while she is looking around the room. Her short legs finally bring her to Goreck and Vert watches as she begins to yell at him with a voice bigger than her body.


    "What have you done! Why is Miya now inactive! I swear to myself if I have to create a new android then I will kick your ass-."


    The woman was yelling at Goreck while looking at the girl lying on the ground unconscious and on fire. She gasps when she sees how damaged Miya is and she runs over to her. She is running around her and trying to smother out the fire with her small lab coat but it too catches fire. She paces back and forth looking for a way to fix this situation and then she notices that the bookshelves are on fire. Her eyes becoming wider as the knowledge she has collected for a thousand years is on fire. She looks around frantically and runs back to Goreck, jumps on his chest and grabs the collars of his jacket with her fists.


    "Where is the Devouring Scythe?!"


    Goreck can hardly say anything as he points towards Vert and the small gnome turns quickly to see shards of white and black scattered around Vert''s feet. The gnome lands flat on her bottom after she fully grasps what has happened. She had hoped her most promising student would report to her when the God they found had awoken but she was wrong. Tia had not told her second in command about the newest God that Hope had discovered since he would try to harness his power and Tia knew that would cause a lot of problems. Tia would''ve waited for Vert to wake up herself but being the Goddess of Creation she had no time for that, she has too many naps planned on her schedule. Tia tries to take a few deep breaths to calm herself but each breath comes out raspy and fast-paced.


    She manages to compose herself enough to think of a plan and the ring on her right hand begins to glow immensely. Thirty seconds later, a rush of wind is heard in the room beside the current room they are in. A girl with white hair appears that looks like the other two but she has slightly distinct differences and Vert recognizes this person as Lis and she reacts quickly to the fire spreading in the room. She pulls back her Scythe and slashes the air, completely evaporating the fire in the room. Vert is slightly impressed by this and gives an approving nod. He is completely lost by what is going on and is just a bystander currently so he is watching as everything unfolds in front of him.


    With the fire gone, the gnome lady gives Goreck a long lecture and screams in his ear the whole time. He winces at every word she speaks and is looking away from her in shame. She finally tells the man to leave her sight and he does just that and walks out the door. Tia lets out a long breath of stress and she looks at the two unconscious girls with sad looks. She looks back at Vert and to Vert, she looks very depressed. The gnome pulls out a small white stick out of her pocket and puts it in her mouth and then lights it on fire with a small metal box. Vert recognizes these items as a cigarette and a lighter but it confuses him on how she was able to get these since they were made by machines before.If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.


    "Hey, uh, short lady, may I ask what just happened?" Vert asks. The gnome lets out a puff of smoke before answering his question.


    "Well Goreck tried to have one of my androids use your immense power and the result of it was this." Tia waves her hand over the mess of everything that just happened. Vert takes a second and confirms what she said. She said they tried to steal his powers.


    ''Man, is everyone on this planet trying to fuck with me?''


    Slightly upset about what had happened, Vert does a click with his tongue. He looks back to the gnome and decides to ask more question.


    "Who are you exactly?"


    "I am Tia, Goddess of Creation. Founder of Hope and creator of the three girls surrounding you and their weapons. One of which you shattered to pieces." Tia put extra emphasis on the last part of the sentence and Vert retorted with a slightly annoyed response.


    "I wouldn''t have had to shatter it if you guys did take my powers from me and on top of that use them for yourselves."


    "Touch¨¦."


    The two stand awkwardly there for a second while the girl with white hair stands in the middle of the room, looking at her fallen sisters. Vert is a little upset that he has had to deal with Myria and Sekreath and if he is honest with himself, he doesn''t have the mental strength to fight another one but if it is necessary he will do so.


    "Well, are you going to show me the way out of her or will I have to fight my way out?"


    Tia takes a little while to think about her answers while she continues to smoke her cigarette. She is looking at Vert with intrigued eyes and he doesn''t know what she is thinking but he sure as hell doesn''t trust it.


    "I didn''t even get your name of what God you are, could you at least give me that."


    Vert narrows his eyes since the last time this happened they tried to steal his powers but he remembers how easy it was to get them back so he prepares of himself but will answer Tia''s questions for now. He activates an Eye of the Reaper and focuses all of his remaining energy into his body even though there is not much there. He has still yet to truly recover from his past fights.


    "I am Vert, a God relating to that of Life but only the end of it."


    "And how long have you been out of your starting room?"


    "Not even a year." Vert responds while trying to be as vague as possible. Tia mumbles something under her breath and he swears she said ''Impossible'' but he brushes it off.


    "Hmmm, is there anything I can offer to convince you to help us defeat the Army of Gods?"


    "Not now."


    "Not now, why?"


    "Well if I am honest with you, I was all for it at first but now that I have my powers back I would like to rest since my past fights still effect me and I would like to learn about my own abilities a little more before I do so."


    "So you''re basically injured correct."


    Tia says this with a smile and Vert thinks about what he had just confessed to. The hair on the back of his neck stand straight up and he can feel something very bad is going to happen soon but he had prepared for this. A bright flash is seen within the room but before Vert was hit by it he disappears inside of a black hole, going into his Underworld where he can be safe from danger. Tia laughs at this and gives credit where credit is due.


    "He is smarter than he looks, that''s for sure. Being so vague I couldn''t have Liz take his powers. I was going to torture him too for making me make a new Android and a new Scythe. Guess we will have to find where he went later. Liz, take your poor excuse of a sister to the salvage room."


    Liz heard this command and hesitated as a tear rolled down her left cheek but she hid it so Tia wouldn''t see it. She moved slowly to see if Miya would wake up and Tia would change her mind but Tia''s ring grew brighter and Liz''s body began moving by itself and hastened the process. As Liz carries the supposed dead body of Miya to the salvage room, thoughts began to race through her mind.


    ''He might be evil and what caused Miya to die but he might just be strong enough to take Mother Tia down. It''s not like he killed Miya on purpose and I know my attempt to show him that we are mean and hateful but it seemed to not work in time. Hopefully, I can find him before Mother.''

 The Pit. Part I. Chapter 38

    ''Your God saved you, now it is time to return the favour. Find him and save him from his own stupidity.''


    Cynthia shoots up from her bed in a cold sweat. She grasps her head as she can feel a headache creeping up on her. Cynthia lays her hand down beside her and strokes the blood-soaked Scythe that is beside her on the bed. Her eye throbs slightly and she grips her head harder as the combined pain of her eye and headache is killing her. The only way she can cure this pain is simple. Cause pain to other living creatures. Good or evil, doesn''t matter as long as they bleed. It has been this way ever since Cynthia has found this Scythe but she doesn''t mind.


    She doesn''t know why she has been chosen by the God of Death but she intends on finding out soon. Something inside of her is drawing her closer and closer to what Cynthia feels is her God. She gets up with a groan and stretches when she gets out of bed. Walking over to her curtains, Cynthia moves them, letting sunlight rid her room of darkness. Cynthia looks outside and puts a smile on her face.


    Bodies. Many of them litter the ground while wild animals devour them. Cynthia had gone on a murderous rampage after killing her father and even collected some small white orbs from the bodies. They went inside of her Scythe and have been trapped in there ever since. Cynthia looks down at her white shirt she slept in and sees it has been completely stained to the point where it looks like it was made red. Not caring, the black haired girl walks over to the side of her bed and picks her black skirt off of the ground and slips in on. She then picks up her weapon and is ready to go adventuring for the day.


    Out of the house and past the dead corpse of her mom, Cynthia walks through her village and looks for an animal to prey on and relieve her pain. As she walks by the corpses, she sees the familiar faces she had once seen every day of her life. This causes anger to fill Cynthia as she also remembers how they treated her for having the Eye of the Reaper, a sign that death would follow Cynthia wherever she went. She doesn''t even know how to use it yet they still beat her to the point of nearly dying and shunned her when they weren''t beating her. She had gotten used to it but the anger she has had stored up for 19 years finally released when she got some actual power. They all yelled and cursed Cynthia as she killed everyone and their families.


    Done reminiscing about her most hated memories, Cynthia walks around a corner to find a large bear eating a corpse. When the Dire Bear sees Cynthia, it flashes a grin that is splattered with blood. It is happy to find a meal that will be warm when it eats for once. The Dire Bear charges at Cynthia, shaking the ground due how large it is. Once it reaches Cynthia, it rears back onto two legs and readies its right paw to slice the meal in front of it to pieces. As the paw goes to fall down unto Cynthia and end her life, a slash in the wind is heard and blood sprays out of the Dire Bear''s newly made stump that has replaced its arm. Its arm goes flying through the air and lands on the ground with a loud thud. This sudden injury causes the Dire Bear to fall backwards in pain and roar in anger. Before it has the chance to regain any type of composure, Cynthia jumps up and lands on the Dire Bear''s stomach with a menacing grin on her face. Her cheeks are blushing and her pupils are small as she revels in the pain of living beings.The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    With another quick slash, the Dire Bear''s head is cut from the mouth up and the top half of its head slips off of its body. The headache that pained Cynthia is now gone and she can feel tingling all over her body. She is relishing in the presence of blood and she can''t help herself and gets overly excited. With a few shaky breathes Cynthia is finally able to calm herself and her mind clears up a bit. She never knew she would love death so much or why she does now, but all she does know is that she can live off of it for the rest of her life. Little did Cynthia know was that Vert is the reason why she loves Death so much since she is the Hero of the living epitome of it. Finally jumping off the furry beast, Cynthia sees something out of the corner of her vision and the menacing smile on her face has turned straight maniacal now since she has something else to kill.


    Cynthia slowly walks over to where she saw the movement in her vision and soon she is met with a woman. The woman has white hair with cat ears and is looking at Cynthia rather calmly. Laughing a little due to the easy prey, Cynthia readies her Scythe but she can feel something in her heart that makes her collapse. She winces in pain and looks up at the white-haired cat girl. The girl looks just as confused as Cynthia does but shrugs it off and walks up to the fallen Cynthia. She crouches down so Cynthia and her are eye to eye so she can talk to Cynthia.


    "Cynthia, Hero of the God of Death. Your God needs you. If you let them take his power then you will cease to exist. Now you have two options, come with me and save him or stay here and enjoy your last peaceful moments of life."


    Cynthia is grabbing her chest as the pain is nearly unbearable and her breathing is heavy but she can still think about what the cat girl just said. If this cat girl is telling the truth then she will finally meet the one who gave her the ultimate power. After 30 seconds of heavy breathing and pain, the pain completely vanishes, relieving Cynthia from the horrifying feel of it. Now able to actually function, Cynthia looks up at the cat girl and gives her an answer.


    "I will come with you."


    The cat girl smiles and puts a hand on Cynthia''s shoulder.


    "Good, now let''s go!"


    A bright flash pierces Cynthia''s vision and blinds her for a few seconds. As the light leaves her eyes, Cynthia can see they are now surrounded by a thick forest with an extremely large hole next to them. Yelling is heard from with the hole that makes it so Cynthia can barely hear what the cat girl is saying.


    "He is in there. You must find your way through the deepest parts of The Pit and save him. Good luck! Also, the time you take the more the likely you will feel that pain in your heart again since that pain is the feeling of someone taking your God''s power away from him."


    Cynthia nods her head to acknowledge what the cat girl had said and the woman completely vanishes from Cynthia''s sight in a bright flash. A little dazed from being blinded twice now, Cynthia takes a seat onto the ground to fully regain herself. She still has her Scythe so Cynthia feels she can kill any opponent that gets in her way. The noise coming from The Pit gets louder and the yelling has turned into a mix of cheering and booing. Cynthia walks over to the massive hole and can what is going on inside.


    Short people litter the sides of the hole as they all sit on wooden benches. Cynthia recognizes these people as Gnomes as a few traveling Gnomes passed through her village a few times. She looks into the middle of The Pit and sees two metallic creatures, one lays on the ground, headless, while the other one holds its head in the air like a trophy. Cynthia can feel that these creatures aren''t alive but she can''t explain what they are. What she does know is that all these little Gnomes around her can easily lead to many dead bodies, which would be very pleasing to her body.

 The Pit. Part II. Chapter 39

    Vert sits in his empty Underworld and thinks about the situation. He managed to escape the clutches of the God of Creation and is now stuck in his Underworld. Vert knows that if he leaves the Underworld he will be where he originally went into it, so back inside the room with the God of Creation, and he isn''t ready for that. He decides to wait a little while for her to hopefully leave the room since she doesn''t know how teleporting to the Underworld works.


    While in the process of waiting, Vert looks over at Myria and goes into her dream world. As he enters his vision is filled with a large field, and in the middle of the field is a house. Vert walks up to the small house since he does not recognize it so he assumes Myria built it with her powers. Vert approaches the front door and knocks on it. Footsteps are heard coming towards the door and it soon opens with Sekreath being the one who opened it.


    "Hey Sekreath, we need to talk." Vert says.


    "Alright come in, Myria is asleep in the bedroom so we can talk in the living room." Sekreath says back to his master while letting him in.


    Finally inside, Vert can see that the inside of the house is very warm and cosy with the fireplace on and several candles lit around the room. Sekreath walks to the right when he lets Vert in and Vert follows him to a set of couches. Vert sits on the couch to the left while Sekreath sits on the one to the right. Vert looks up at Sekreath and begins to ask the questions he has been wanting to ask.


    "So... You know who the one is who planted false memories into my head, correct?" Vert asks and Sekreath nods his head ''Yes''.


    "It was a combined effort from me, The God of Dragons, and the God of Creation. We are all a part of an organization called Hope and wanted to kill as many unfound Gods as possible, in hopes to progress ourselves to finish the achievements. Tia created the device to change your thoughts, The God of Dragons sent Emeralda to put them in you, and I was the one who was supposed to finish you off."


    Vert lets out a loud ''Tsk'' as he now knows who is the one he has been wanting to kill for a while, but he doesn''t know if he will be able too. For some reason, Vert has felt so weak lately and he can''t understand why. When thinking about what is wrong with his body and Sekreath can tell that something is wrong.


    "What is the matter? Anything I can help with?" Sekreath asks.


    "Well, it has just been it feels like my power is draining, ever since my fight with you I have felt weaker and weaker as the days go by. Do you have any explanation for this?"


    Sekreath is surprised to hear this and puts a hand on his chin to rub it while he thinks. Sekreath snaps his fingers when he realizes what is going on.The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    "Have you really killed anybody since then? I mean like a whole town''s worth of people."


    Vert starts to think to himself and remembers the group of bandits he killed but that''s about it. Sure, that made him feel a little better but what does killing anyone got to do with Vert getting his power back. Vert stares at the fire when thinking this and suddenly realizes what is going on.


    ''I have also been drawn to other people''s death, could it be that killing someone gives me more power?!''


    Vert looks back at Sekreath and Sekreath nods his head yes as if he had read Vert''s mind. Knowing this now changes everything. Vert doesn''t have to wait to regain his strength or heal his injuries, he just has to kill a lot of people, and there are a lot of candidates for that right outside the portal. Vert doesn''t plan on just getting back at Tia but at the whole organization of Hope. Not for just tricking him and trying to steal his powers but on the fact that they are going around killing random, young God Candidates.


    Vert thanks Sekreath and leaves the house, letting Sekreath go to back to sleep. He leaves the dream world completely afterwards and mentally prepares himself for what is to come ahead. The darkness around Vert twists and bends back into a familiar room that is no longer on fire. Two Gnomes stand in the corner with bright red objects in their hands that are spraying white stuff everywhere. Vert takes no time and walks over to the Gnomes silently. He goes unnoticed and grabs both of them by the head and smash them into the floor. Their skull cave in and a horrendous sound of bones crushing echoes throughout the hallway.


    With 2 new deaths comes two new souls, which Vert sucks into his eye and sends into the Underworld. Vert got little power for killing the two Gnomes but it wasn''t enough to really show any difference.


    ''Maybe it has to be stronger creatures, or maybe even a bigger volume of creatures.''


    The God of Death walks out of the room where he had killed the two Gnomes and sees the hallway that Goreck had led him through. He walks back down it and sees a room that Vert was particularly interested in before. Many Gnomes littered the room, crafting rings that Vert still doesn''t know what they do. Wanting to see his power come back to him, vert readies his hand and his favorite spell. A Gnome notices Vert standing at the door but it is too late, bright blue lightning bursts into the room and hits 13 Gnomes, chaining from one to another. All of their hearts explode when touched by the lightning and the rest of the Gnomes are paralysed by fear. Vert goes into the room with his fists and goes on a murderous rampage, killing 37 Gnomes in total.


    Vert can feel a small tinge of power come into his body when as he kills the final Gnome and he looks around at the mess he has created. 3 Gnomes are splattered against the wall and several of them had their heads punched and exploded. Vert takes in the sights and smells of pure Death and can feel a massive surge of power enter his body. He feels the same as when he originally was in his room. In pure bliss.


    Something is different though, Vert can feel no remorse as he kills these Gnomes, but something nags the back of his head. Whenever he killed people who entered his room, Vert felt no power from their corpses but now he is surging with power. He thinks about it for a second and realizes what it is. Back then, he had very little reason or conviction to kill those people, but now he is killing for a reason, for a purpose. That purpose is revenge.

 The Pit. Part III. Chapter 40

    A loud shrilling noise blares throughout The Pit as a woman stands in the middle of it. Blood is painted on the walls and the smell of iron lingers in the air. Cynthia stands in the middle, soaking in the power from the death around her. The Gnomes were easy to kill with a few quick swipes of her Scythe and Cynthia easily took out the metallic creature who won the last fight.


    It shocked her a few times everytime Cynthia slashed it but they weren''t enough to hurt the newly powered maniacal woman. Seeing a shining door on the side of the arena, Cynthia walks over to it curiously. It doesn''t have a handle but it definitely looks like a door. A bright red light is flashing above it.


    She touches the door and it opens without warning with the door sliding into the wall it is connected too. Cynthia is puzzled by this but continues into the room, looking for the God who chose Cynthia to be his hero.


    Once entering, the shrilling noise gets louder and louder and the sounds of footsteps echo throughout the hallway that Cynthia is now in. There are many but they sound weak and distance but Cynthia can barely see anything in the dark hallway. A loud thumping sound also echoes throughout the hallway followed by faint screams. The smell of blood drifts into Cynthia''s nose from down the dark hallway.


    She becomes increasingly intrigued as the smell of blood becomes more and more potent as if it is coming closer and closer to her. The loud thumping sounds have stopped but the footsteps haven''t but they have changed. It is now just one pair of footsteps and assuming she will be in a fight, Cynthia readies her Scythe.


    The power that came from the death of all of the gnomes is surging through Cynthia and she feels completely unstoppable now. A tall shadowy outline of a figure comes into Cynthia''s view and she prepares herself. Crimson red eyes appear on the head of the unclear figure.This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it.


    Instantly, Cynthia could feel a connection to this person, like she has knownhim her whole life.


    ''This must be him... The one I''ve been looking for...The one I will call God!''


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    The red eyes in the darkness squint at the new message appearing in his head. Vert doesn''t understand what just happened or what it caused. Vert turns around to make sure no one is following him but the only person he can sense in the person in front of him. A girl''s voice breaks the silence in the hallway.


    "God of Death... Is that you?!" Cynthia cries out as she begins running towards the red eyes in the hallway. Vert lets out a confused ''huh?'' as the girl runs closer and closer towards him. Not being able to see at all, Vert makes a light source out of a ball of lightning. A girl covered in blood is running towards him. Cynthia stops right in front of Vert and looks at what he looks at, eyeing him from his head to his toes.


    Vert''s once white outfit is nor stained an alluring crimson and his brown hair needs a nice trimming. Cynthia can feel the power from within Vert and can feel herself start to tremble a little. Ever since she became a Hero, Cynthia has become very power hungry since she was so weak for most of her life and seeing so much power in one person makes her daydream about if she had this power.


    "Who are you again?" Vert says in his plain but smooth voice.


    "It''s me! The one you choose to be your hero and gave this Scythe to! Cynthia Faron!" Cynthia says in an enthusiastic tone. Vert looks at Cynthia''s right hand and can see his Scythe that he had lost.


    "Well fuck." Vert saysin annoyment as he has no idea what has happened or what the consequences of his actions will be.

 Escape. Part I. Chapter 41

    Red lights begin to flash intensely throughout the hallway. Loud screams of steam could be heard throughout the walls and the sound of metal clashing against metal pierces Cynthia''s and Vert''s ears. The earth around them begins to shake and stir as the sound of metal clashing metal becomes near.


    Vert sends his small ball of electricity down the hallway and illuminates what is making this sound. Several layers of door are closing downwards from the ceiling at a rapid rate. Vert grabs Cynthia by the hand and runs towards the way she came. A very thick metal door closes in front of the two as they reach the exit.


    "You didn''t think I''d let you escape that easily after killing my people, did you?" says a voice that can barely be heard over everything else that is happening.


    "Haha you stuck up bitch! You think this thin door can stop me now?! Let''s find out!" Vert says tauntingly to the disembodied voice with his arms wide open, as to challenge her. Cynthia is horrified at how her God has got into such a weird situation. She is also becoming worried as she isn''t strong against things that can''t bleed so she is nearly useless in this situation. Vert seems confident though as a big smile is spread across his face.


    Vert touches the door preventing their exit and closes his eyes. After a deep breath, Vert draws back his fist and sends it into the metal door. The two metals doors became badly dented and go flying into The Pit, letting natural light shine back into the hallway.


    With an exit revealed, Vert grabs Cynthia''s hand once more and runs out the hallway with the several layer of doors closing right behind them. Cynthia is dumbfounded at Vert''s power as he laughs with enjoyment. Finally back into the sunlight, Vert stands and soaks everything in for a second.


    "I figured it out... What was wrong before... I was starving, starving to kill something with a purpose!" Vert yells into the arena. He is feeling the happiest he has ever felt. Nothing can beat the sensation of bathing in the blood of the ones you hate!


    ''Wow, I''ve met someone crazier than me...'' Cynthia thinks to herself as Vert continues to laugh maniacally while staring up at the sky. As Vert was enjoying himself, the enemies decide to make their move and 3 flashes of white land in the side of the arena opposite to Vert. Vert slowly looks down from the sky and down unto his prey. He has the eyes of a wild animal that has just stumbled upon a four course meal that has been cooked to perfection.


    Three girls with long white hair stare at Vert with their Scythes ready. Behind them is Goreck who seems to be fairly frustrated. Vert gives them all a smile and readies his fist but Goreck has something to say before they fight.


    "You might have slipped past us inside the Factory but now, you are ours. You will pay for the countless live you have taken with your li-." Goreck sentence is cut short by the disappearance of Vert, who appears right in front of Goreck. With his fist drawn back and ready to shatter Goreck''s skull, Vert smiles becomes even wider and his crimson eyes become smaller.


    "No, you will pay!" Vert yells as his fist is inches from Goreck''s face. There is nothing Goreck can do, he is just a normal human and he promptly accepts his fate, closing his eyes. Vert''s fist plunges straight into Goreck''s skull and obliderates the top half of his body. Blood and guts spray everywhere as Vert put extra power into that punch.


    Smoke rises off of Vert''s gauntlets as he looks over the bloody mess he has caused. Goreck''s blood had cover his face and Vert licks his lips to taste the death he causes first hand. A shiny ring lays in the pool of blood and Vert bends down to pick it up. One of the Androids has finally realized what has happened and screams in anger. She runs at Vert and pulls her Scythe back over her head. She swings down as Vert grabs the ring but something clashes with the Android''s Scythe.


    Cynthia stands behind Vert and is using her Scythe to block the other one. The Android grits her teeth in anger and Cynthia uses brute force to break the two''s stalemate. Vert stands up and turns around to notice the little scuffle that happened behind him. Vert is impressed by his hero''s strength and is actually appreciative of her being here. Cynthia giggles a little at the rage coming from 2 of the 3 Androids.


    "Sorry but he is my God. The only person to accept me so I''m going to have to fuck off. K?" Cynthia gives a surprisingly warm smile as she threatens the girls in front of her. Vert smiles at the spunk his hero has and puts a bloody hand on her shoulder. Cynthia turns around with a surprised face and Vert hands her the ring he found.


    "Don''t worry about those 3... I need to get them back from poisoning me and bringing me here in the first place." Vert says while cracking his knuckles through his gauntlets. One of them jumps upwards and lands somewhere out of the arena. The other two turn and look at the fleeing Android in horror. They turn around just in time to see Vert turn into thin air again. One of the tries to react and pull her Scythe in front of her but Vert''s hand simply goes through it. It also goes through both of their chests. In both hands he holds what looks like a ball of blue light.A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.


    The two girls spaz and seizure from the sudden removal of their cores and Vert can feel electricity running through his veins but it doesn''t hurt at all. He fists crush the two blue balls easily and the two Androids slide off his hands, their oil dripping of his gauntlets.


    He throws both of his arms to the side and the dark oil easily flicks off of his shiny gauntlets. Cynthia smiles as she is glad that someone as powerful as Vert is her God. Vert slowly turns his head towards the top of the arena and he lifts his right arm. Vert points a small finger out and aims at a small box at the lip of the arena.


    "Bang." Vert says as a blue lightning bolt flies out of his fingers and hits the camera watching them. Cynthia doesn''t know why that was necessary but she isn''t going to question Vert. Vert turns towards Cynthia and appears before her in the blink of an eye.


    "So, you''re my hero huh?" Vert asks while putting his hand behind his head, scratching it at how this happened.


    "You should know this already as you choose me... Right?" Cynthia says with a tinge of suspicion in her voice. Vert laughs nervously at this and tries to save the very thin bond between him and his newfound hero.


    "Of course! How else would you get my Scythe? Vert says, successfully getting rid of Cynthia''s suspicions.


    "Wait... You mean that this is your personal Scythe?" Cynthia says in amazement while looking from Vert and back to the Scythe rapidly.


    "Kinda. It isn''t my personal Scythe anymore. It''s yours." Vert says. he decided this as he is plenty strong with his fists and magic and Cynthia has seemed to use it with great proficiently as it is filled with white swirls of countless souls.


    "Really?!!" Cynthia says with eyes full of excitement and a voice full of happiness.


    "Yes, I just need to take it sometimes to harvest the souls you have collected for my studies. If that''s alright." Vert says and Cynthia shakes her head up and down rapidly to show her acceptance to Vert''s terms. With now having his own hero and not being in any immediate danger due to Vert''s rapid growth in strength, Vert begins to wonder what is next. He remembers that he has achievements to do but doesn''t remember where he put his book. Knowing that it was burnt in the fire of M.A.A.D City (Rest in Peace), Vert sighs dejectedly.


    Something then hits Vert in the back of the head with extreme force. Vert can feel a small lump form onto his head and he sees a book laying on the floor now. Cynthia looks up at the sky.


    "Did that book just... Fall from the sky?" Cynthia ask quizzically. Vert picks up the book and opens the first page. The book is his achievement book but the first page is different this time.


    "Don''t lose your book again! I won''t be able to give you a new one until you die again if you do! - Seraph."


    Vert looks up at the sky and lets out a loud ''Huh.'' and turns another page in his book.


    Achievement route: God of Death and Destruction


    Make an Underworld so you can collect souls


    (Advanced) Kill someone important to you


    (Advanced) Make a family but kill all of them (This includes your child and their mother)


    Destroy a City


    Kill a whole kingdom


    (Advanced) Annihilate a whole race and or species


    (Intermediate) Make a whole continent no longer exist


    (Legendary) Rid the planet of all life


    FINAL ACHIEVEMENT: Destroy the whole planet.


    *Second page*


    Achievement Route: God of Death and Kings


    Get a Wife


    Make a Family


    Rule a kingdom instead of destroying it


    (Advanced) Take over a race


    (Intermediate) Take over a continent


    (Legendary) Make your own religion (Must have at least 1 million devout followers) *In Progress*


    FINAL ACHIEVEMENT:Take over the whole world and unite it


    Achievement Route: God of Death and Necromancy


    Resurrect 50 beings *In Progress*


    Make a self-conscious being


    Use an army of the Undead to capture a city


    (Advanced) Tie a demon into a body after it is summoned


    (Advanced) Resurrect a whole race or species after it is killed


    (Intermediate) Have a country of just the Undead


    (Legendary) Make an army of 100 demons (Demons must be tied to a corpse and at least number 100 at the lowest)


    FINAL ACHIEVEMENT: Be the only living thing on the planet while the rest of the planet is undead


    ''Well... I got a long way to go. What should I go for next... Hmmmmmmm... Honestly I should find a base of operations first. Maybe Cynthia has a place.'' Vert thinks to himself while reading all of the achievement over a few times.


    "Hey Cynthia, do you have a place for us to stay? I don''t really want to be here any longer." Vert says quizzically. Cynthia thinks for a second about how she would respond.


    "Yes, but I have no idea where we are in relation to my house." Cynthia finally responds with. Vert gives her an ''are you an idiot'' face.


    "How did you get here then?"


    "A girl with cat ears brought me here and told me to save you. Then again it didn''t seem like you needed to be saved." Cynthia says while thinking back about what happened.


    "Ohhh, makes sense."


    Vert remembers back to Kaitla and can recall her being a cat/human mix. Vert doesn''t know if it was the same cat girl or if Seraph has many servants like that but he decides to no question it.


    "So... Where how are we going to get back?" Vert asks.


    "I though you would know? I mean you are a God and you teleported just a little bit ago. So it should be easy just take us to Refrem." Cynthia says assuming Vert knows the world like the back of his hand. Vert sighs as it is more complicated than Cynthia thinks. Vert puts a hand on his forehead and begins to laugh a little.


    ''This is the happiest and the strongest I''ve been in a while but damn, this sucks. If we don''t leave soon then Tia will be making an-.''


    "Now it is time! You have defeated Goreck and the Andriods but can you beat me?!" Tia yells at the top of her lungs while standing at the top of The Pit with a floating book in her hand.

 Escape. Part II. Chapter 42

    Vert just looks up at the laughing Gnome Goddess like she is stupid. She had seen Vert''s power first hand so he figured she would''ve backed down but she seems to be trying to make a ''grand appearance''. It didn''t work though, as seeing a girl who is under 4 feet tall try to look all high and mighty doesn''t work very well.


    Tia notices the unwavering confidence Vert has and opens the floating book in her hand. Flipping a few pages, Tia reads a spell and points out her left arm at Vert with her palming facing him.


    "Firestorm." Tia says and a cyclone of flames forms int her hand and heads towards Vert. Vert notices the power from this spell and uses his blistering speed to easily dodge the spell. Cynthia can see the Firestorm hit exactly where Vert was standing but it missed. In response to missing, the Firestorm bends and heads straight towards Cynthia.


    Laughing at how easy it is to fend off a fire attack with raw power, Cynthia slashes her Scythe downwards and cuts the Firestorm in half, sending it in two different directions past Cynthia, barely missing. Tia focuses more of her power onto the Firestorm spell and the Firestorm starts to mold back together with Cynthia in the direct middle of it.


    Cynthia notices the firestorm is morphing back together so she jumps into the air, completely out of danger from being in the middle of the reforming Firestorm. That''s what Tia wanted though.


    Stuck falling down in mid-air, the Firestorm turns around and towards Cynthia''s back. She is not expecting it now and Tia believes to have Cynthia dead now. As the flames of the Firestorm nip at the blood stained shirt of Cynthia, Tia can feel a sharp pain in her casting hand, followed by an electric pulse of lightning.


    The Firestorm dissipates into nothingness right before it could engulf Cynthia and Tia is screaming in pain and agony. Vert has the claws on his gauntlets impaled into Tia''s arm and sent a lighting bolt directly through her body. Smoke rises from Tia''s eyes as Vert is still sending electricity through her body.


    "You know. You really helped me out by forcing me to find out more about my powers," Vert says while not stopping the torturous actions towards Tia with sending lightning in her veins. "But I think your usefulness to me is over is this world."


    Tia''s veins are turning a bright blue and her skinning is turning a pulsating red. Vert activates Eyes of the Reaper again and the black holes begin to suck the soul straight from Tia''s body. Tia tries to not look vert in the eyes but he takes his free hand and makes her stare into his eyes.


    "Noo! Not like this! Just kill me!" Tia pleads with her voice becoming raspy and nearly incomprehensible.


    "You don''t deserve that. Who knows the other powers you''ve stolen from other people. That is enough for me to put you through an eternity of darkness and solitary. Plus I think you could make a great soul to house a demon." Vert says as a huge smile stretches across his face. Tia can no longer the Vert''s Eyes and her soul is sucked into him and sent into the Underworld. Tia''s soulless body falls to the ground with a soft mushing sound. Most of her internal organs and bones have been melted and turned to goo.


    Vert usually appreciates the smell of death but Tia''s body just smell horrendous to him to the point he pinches his nose shut. He flicks the boiled blood of the now deceased Goddess off of the tips of his gauntlets and humming a song. He noticed that Tia had used the book to cast magic and he decides to go check it out for himself. He figured it would be Tia''s achievement book but he was wrong. The book floats in Vert left hand as he observes the cover of it.


    On the cover of the book it says "Magi''s Articuluim. By: Apollyon.".


    ''I wonder who Apollyon is.'' Vert says to himself and the book begins to open and flip through its own pages as if it is alive. Startled at first, Vert lets out an amazed ''Woaah'' as thousands of pages of information flip at insane speeds. After 10 seconds, the book stops flipping its pages and land on a page nearly in the middle of the book. Vert begins to read what''s on the page.


    ''Apollyon, The God of Chaos. Creator of the Council of Gods and Creator of Magic. He is considered the most powerful being to exist.'' The page goes on and on but Vert has read enough to realize what this book has done. It read his mind and flipped to the exact page he needed to read to find out the information Vert wanted to know. Vert looks away from the book and down at the puddle of a corpse formerly known as Tia and the book closes itself.


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    ''If she had something this strong then why didn''t she use a stronger spell on us? I mean the creator of Magic wrote this book you think there would be more powerful spells... Well whatever, it''s mine now.'' Vert think to himself. Vert begins to wonder on how he will store this surprisingly big book and the book begins to glow a bright blue. After a second the book turns into a small book at the end of a necklace.


    Accepting the convenientness of this book, Vert puts the necklace around his neck and he finally looks down at himself for the first time in a while. The once white clothes he had worn are now a crimson red and were dried with blood. Vert hadn''t remembered how many gnomes he had killed on his rampage but all he knows is that it felt good.


    A soft thud lands beside Vert as Cynthia finally makes her way out of The Pit. She had to find a wall low enough for her to jump up and it took her a few tries but after a small amount of time she made it. Cynthia walks up to Vert and wonders about what they will do next. Vert turns to Cynthia and sees she is covered in dried blood too. Vert laughs as he knows they will be in this state for a long time and he pats the head of Cynthia, rubbing her jet black hair.


    Cynthia is confused on what is going on and gives Vert an angry look.


    "What are you doing?" She asks with a mean tone.


    "Don''t worry about it. Now, let''s find our way back to your home." Vert says while chuckling through his words. He is happy he luckily managed to find someone to share his everlasting burden with. Someone who he can train and depend on in the future. Vert grabs the book on his necklace.


    ''Where is Refrem compared to where I am now?'' Vert thinks to himself and the miniature version of the book becomes big again and flips to a page with a map on it. On the page is a direct path from where Vert is to where Refrem is and Vert nods his head as he memorizes the way. The book becomes small again and falls to Vert''s chest, hanging by the chain necklace attached to it.


    Cynthia doesn''t know when Vert got this book or how they plan on getting back to Refrem but she doesn''t have to ask before Vert picks her up and puts her over his shoulder. She goes to say something in resistance to this but both her and Vert have vanished from sight and are on their way home. Vert runs extra fast as he is full of excitement and power. He really wants to test a summoning ritual now.


    *In Heaven*


    A loud voice fills the empty room in a fit of laughter. The tall heavenly figure of Seraph is laying on the floor, laughing to the point of crying.


    "You fucked up Eria! Not only did Tia fail to kill Vert but she made him 10 times stronger. You did my work for me!" Seraph says in between each laugh. Eria''s fists are balls as she can feel pure fury burning inside of her. She was confident in her choice to be able to win but now Tia has no chance of doing anymore achievements. Eria begins to think of a plan of releasing Tia somehow.


    "Tell Vert to release Tia''s soul right now! Keeping it in the Underworld is cheating!" Eria says in a scream at Seraph.


    "You know what Uncle said about Vert right?! You shouldn''t of tried to fuck with him. All of this is your fault. The worst thing is you lost the gift Uncle gave you in the process." Seraph says while still laughing at Eria''s ignorance about Vert''s power.


    Apollyon, the former Head of the Council, warned everyone about how strong Vert could get and when Apollyon finally died and the draft began, Seraph used his first pick to get Vert as his hero. Sure Seraph got some battle scars when trying to release Vert from the prison Apollyon put him in but it was worth it. Though Dolos put some restrictions on Seraph so he couldn''t help Vert prosper but it seems Eria has done Seraph''s job for him. This is why Seraph was laughing so hard at his sister.


    With Seraph mentioning their deceases Uncle, Eria became angrier and angrier by the second. A massive amount of power exploded out of Eria and was sent in Serpah''s direction but he just puts up his hand and the power vanishes. Serpah is still laughing at Eria as she storms at of his room in a continuous fit of anger. Seraph lets a satisfied sigh and finally stops laughing.


    Seraph looks down into the well in the middle of the room and can see Vert carrying his hero to their home. Seraph smiles to himself as he had worried for nothing. Sure Seraph had a minion steal Vert''s Scythe when it flew away and give it someone who would fit Hero of Death but Seraph had confidence in his God Candidate.


    You''d never think that the God of Justice would be proud of the God of Death but sometimes, Death is Justice.

 Home. Chapter 43

    A small village comes into Vert''s view as he finally makes it to Refrem. Vert stops at the entrance of the village and puts Cynthia down. Cynthia falls down to her knees and throws up onto the ground. Vert is cringes when he sees this as he didn''t expect Cynthia to get motion sick from that speed of running. Then again Vert was running much faster than the speed of sound so any person who isn''t used to that would be overwhelmed.


    Leaving Cynthia to regain her bearings, Vert begins to walk through the village and sees it is surprisingly empty. He walks down what seems to be the main road while moving his head back and forth to look for a sign of life but Vert spots nothing. Cynthia seems to be trying to tell Vert something but she has little time to talk between each dry heave.


    Vert finally makes it to a well in the middle of village and he decides to check if there''s any water in it. While looking down into the well, Vert''s nose is pierced with a smell that can only be described as horrendous to most but to Vert, it is sweet. The smell of death and decaying permeates from within the well and Vert can see why. Bodies stack up to almost the top of the well, slowly rotting in the light of the sun. It is almost Mid-Day and it was a decent temperature since it was near the end of Fall in this world but clouds are rolling in, threatening to rain unto Vert at any second now.


    Vert shrugs his shoulders at the mass amount of death and does a slow 360 degree spin to fully take in his surroundings.


    "Hmm. Do people really think I''m this stupid?" Vert says aloud as he notices several presences in the buildings surrounding him. They are trying to hide but Vert''s keen sense are extra powerful than he is used to and easily spots everyone hiding.


    "Alright, I''ll give you one chance to leave while you still can. I don''t feel like killing anyone for no reason anymore." Vert says with a loud, unenthusiastic yell. The people around him slip out of their buildings and completely out of the village. Vert chuckles at how that actually worked. Honestly, Vert could of found a reason to kill those people but he wants to take a bath first and read his new book. Cynthia finally makes her way to Vert and seems to have a firm grasp of herself now.


    "God of Death! I need to warn you that someone is here as they seemed to have cleaned the village of the everyone I killed!" Cynthia says with a hint of urgency.


    "First, you may call me Vert. Secondly, I noticed the people who are here and scared them off already. Finally, you killed all those people? I''m impressed Cynthia." Vert says with an approvingly look and a thumbs up towards Cynthia. She takes the praise from the God to heart and blushes a little while moving her foot back and forth.


    "Thanks... Vert." Cynthia says to accept his praise. Vert gives Cynthia a toothy smile and looks around at the houses around him.


    "So which one will we be staying in?" Vert says since he really wants to get this crusty blood off of him.


    Cynthia points towards a road that leads to a hill with a decent sized house on it.


    "That one." Cynthia says while starting to walk towards her house. Vert sees it and is so excited that he doesn''t want to walk at Cynthia''s speed so he picks her up again and puts Cynthia over his shoulder. Cynthia''s eyes go wide as she doesn''t have anything else left to throw up. She actually manages to get out what is somewhat of a complaint.


    "NO PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW OR-."


    "Too late." and with Vert saying that the two are already on top of the hill. Cynthia can feel her stomach start to crawl up her throat again but this this Vert didn''t just drop her on the ground and leave her there. Vert lifts Cynthia from off of his shoulder and into his arms and carries her like a princess. Cynthia accepts this as she would probably not be able to stand up straight from the dizzying speed Vert can run at.


    Vert pushes open the door with his foot and enters the living room of the house. He notices a couch and walks over to it, gently setting Cynthia onto the soft couch so she can recover. Cynthia gives Vert an angry look for what pain he has caused her. Vert innocently smiles back and Cynthia can''t stay mad for long because of Vert''s nice gesture to fix his mistake. Cynthia closes her eyes and takes a few deep breath to hopefully calm her stomach down and Vert starts to take a look around him.A case of theft: this story is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.


    The house is pretty nice. Porcelain vases sit on end tables that match the paint color of the wall; there is a fireplace in the room and is accompanied by 2 love seats and a couch; there is a dried up blood stain on the wall to Vert''s left; finally, there is a drawing of a kitten hang up on the wall near the door. Overall a nice house in Vert''s opinion. Vert decides to take it open himself to explore the rest of the house until he found a bath.


    Going into the next room, Vert managed to find the kitchen. With never having the actual urge to eat, Vert ignored this section of the house. Going into the next room Vert actually finds a bathroom with a bath tub built it. He pokes his head back into the kitchen and yells out to Cynthia.


    "Hey! Can I use the bath first?"


    "Sure," Cynthia yells back. "We have two so I''ll take one when I''m ready."


    With that being said, Vert walks over to the bath tub and looks at how to start the hot water. After doing a few minutes of what seems to be near Rocket Science, Vert manages to get hot water to pour out of the faucet. As the water begins to fill the tub, Vert takes off his Grieves and peels off his pants and underwear. Vert then makes his gauntlets disappear and takes off his long jacket and shirt. Red is stained all over Vert''s war torn and burnt body.


    He slips into the bath and can feel the warmth of the body seep into his bones. Vert lets out a grunt of pleasure as it has been a while since he has felt this relaxed. Vert looks up at the wooden ceiling of the room and begins to think to himself.


    ''This is the first time in a while where no one was trying to kill me, I wasn''t trying to figure out who I am, or I wasn''t worried about someone else''s well being. This is nice.''


    Vert lets out a bliss filled sigh and closes his eyes. All of his tense muscles begin to relax and Vert starts to fall asleep but the clapping sound of lightning in the distance wakes Vert up and puts him on edge. At first his body told him it was an attacker but Vert can hear the sound of rain hitting the roof of the floor above him. Not being able to take a nap now, Vert grabs the book he hand put down next to the bath.


    With his hand out, the book begins to shift into its original size and floats in the air. Vert looks for something to read about and his mind drifts around for a bit until the book opens itself and turns to a random page. Vert begins to read the page with his heart sinking to the bottom of his chest.


    ''Emerelda, better know as Dragon Spy Type A, is a creation made by the God of Dragons whose soul purpose is to infiltrate someone''s life and gather information on them. This series of Dragon Spy is one of the only conscious ones and is the favorite of the God of Dragons. Their current status is Alive but Deactivated.''


    "Haha, stupid book, that''s not what I wanted to see. *sighs* But I guess it''s just the truth. No reason to be sad over it now." Vert says aloud after reading about half of the page about Emeralda. Vert shakes his head to wipe away the sad thoughts nagging at him and quickly tries to change the page in the book. Vert manages to find some new spells he can use and manages to learn them fairly quickly.


    Vert finally gets done reading about the third spell he wants to learn when he realizes he hasn''t even washed himself yet. Putting away the book, Vert finds a wooden bottle with smells like soap inside and he completely cleans his body from the Gnome blood staining it. Finally getting himself clean, Vert pulls the plug in the tub and the crimson colored water begins to go down the drain at a rapid rate.


    Standing up, Vert feels a cold chill go through his body as the water clinging to him begins to dry. Not wanting to use a towel, steam begins to rise from Vert''s skins as he raises its temperature. The water on him completely dries and Vert looks at his clothes. He makes an annoyed clicking sound with his mouth as he remembers that''s his only pair and it is still dirtied with the blood of his enemies. Vert grabs the sheet of cloth that could be considered a towel and wraps it around himself. Once Vert opens the door to the bath room, all the steam that was once trapped inside is now released.


    When Vert looks into the kitchen, a man in a gold uniform stands in it, leaning against a table in the middle of it. The man turns his head towards Vert and his eyes go wide when he notices Vert''s presence and draws his sword. Vert has an unimpressed face and simply gives the man a few words in response.


    "Sup... Who the fuck are you exactly?"


    The sound of someone falling is heard upstairs followed by the screaming of Cynthia. Both Vert and the man in front of him stare up at the ceiling where the sound came from, then back down at each other. Vert gives the man a wide smile before giving him this one response.


    "Do you have a death wish?"

 Yuria. Chapter 44

    The person in the golden uniform began to sweat as he not expected that he would have to fight anyone, let alone someone with such a deadly aura. Vert, with only a towel around his waist, eyes the man in the uniform. To Vert, it seems that this ''man'' is more like a kid in his late teens. The kid has a scared face as he seems to not want to fight Vert at all.


    Gauntlets form on Vert''s hand and he begins to walk towards the kid. The kid tries to slash at Vert but Vert catches the blade mid-swing. Vert rips the sword out of the kids hands and throws the sword into the bathroom. The kid falls backwards and lands on his bottom with a hard thud on the wooden floor. Vert pulls back his fist and the kid tries to put his hand up to protect his face.


    Before the trembling kid can fully protect his face, Vert''s fist is inches away from it. The kid saw Vert disappear and reappear instantly and is hardly able to comprehend what just happened. Vert has stopped his fist from shattering the kid''s skull, causing the kid to pass out on the floor. Vert pulls back his fist as he had done what he wanted, scare the kid into submission... or until he passed out, which ever came first.


    With no time to lose, Vert runs into the living room and up the stairs near the front door at a speed faster than most eyes can see. On the second floor, Vert doesn''t know where the sound came from but there is a door close to him that is open so he heads towards it. Inside the room, there is a man smashed into the wall and Cynthia stands above him. She seems awfully pissed too.


    "Hey Cynthia, who did you let into the house?" Vert says when seeing Cynthia is alright. She turns around and gives Vert a mean stare that causes him to put his hands up to show he has surrender.


    "I didn''t let anyone in! He must''ve snuck in on his own!" Cynthia says with a voice that is nearly a hiss.


    "Well he wasn''t alone. I found another one downstairs which I promptly took care of." Vert responds with.


    The man who was knocked into the now splintered wall immediately begins to stir awake. His nose is broken and there are some teeth on the floor of the room. The bloodied man loos over to Vert with a face full of concern. Tears are welling up in the man''s eyes.


    "Did... Did you kill my son?" the man asks with a sad voice.


    "I don''t think so... He just kinda passed out in our kitchen." Vert says voice that seems disinterested in the situation.


    "Thank you Goddess of Protection... You have saved my son again." the man says quietly under his breath.


    ''Great... Another follower of a God that will most likely try to come and kill me.'' Vert thinks to himself while face palming. Wondering why the two are here, Vert decides to interrogate the man.


    "Why are you here exactly?"


    "Well, our Goddess told us to come here and look for the God of Death. We have a message for him. Do you know where we can find him?" The man asks in a pleading voice. Vert looks over to Cynthia who is only in a bra and a skirt. She is still covered in blood so she must not of gotten to take a bath yet. Not wanting to involve her in this yet, Vert decides to send her away.


    "Leave and go put a shirt on. Check on the kid downstairs afterwards and make sure he didn''t have a heat attack." Vert says and Cynthia listens. She leaves the room no questions asked as Vert has a very serious demeanor to him at the moment. With Cynthia leaving the room, vert shuts the door and walks up to the man who is still smashed into the wall, not moving. Vert crouches down so he is eye level with the man.The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement.


    "I am the God of Death... What is your message?" Vert says while looking seriously into the man''s eyes. The man seems suspcious as his Goddess told him they would be expected and welcomed with open arms but this doesn''t seem very welcoming to Drakier, the messenger of Yuria, the Goddess of Protection.


    "Prove it." Drakier says with a tinge of doubt in his voice. Vert laughs and closes his eyes for a second. When he opens them, his right eye has turned a deep crimson compared to being brown before and his left eye has turned into a blackhole. The Eye of the Reaper begins to suck the man''s soul right out of his body and the man begins to whimper in resistance.


    Seeing that the man will most likely believe him now, Vert closes his eyes once again and when he opens them the next time, they turn back into their normal, brown state. The man takes a few deep, shaky breaths but he is now a firm believer in what Vert actually is.


    "Alright... Here, take this." Drakier says as he hands Vert a rolled up scroll. Vert takes the scroll into his hands and opens it. When he opens it, a picture forms on the surface of the scroll and a woman''s face comes into view. Two stubby horns stick out of the top of her head and her purple eyes have slits as pupils. The woman seems very pleased and has a smile that goes from ear to ear.


    "Hello, God of Death. It is nice to make your acquaintance." The woman says.


    "Same... I guess?" Vert says with a hint of confusion in his voice.


    "I am Yuria, the Goddess of Protection and I would like something from you." Yuria says with confidence that Vert will accept her offer.


    "Yeah, what''s that?" Vert asks.


    "A truce, between you and I."


    "A truce? What''s in it for me?" Vert asks with suspicion in his voice.


    "Well, ontop of us not getting into each other''s ways, you will help me if I need it and I will help you when you need it."


    "Ah, so that''s what you want, my help with something? I will have to ask you what it is before I can agree."


    "Well the thing is I don''t need your help at the moment. It''s just an agreement for the future. Plus we can do more than just help each other out! We could become close friends if you wish or you could even join my side. I could definitely use a man with your... certain set of skills." Yuria says with a hint of want in her voice.


    "I wouldn''t mind being friends but I don''t like to be ordered around, so that''s a no. On the idea of entering a truce with you, I''ll have to say there is no reason for me to disagree." Vert says. he actually likes the idea of having another God he doesn''t have to worry about trying to kill him 24/7.


    "Well then I guess it is settled. May I ask your name?" Yuria says with a pleasure filled smile forming on her faced.


    "Vert."


    "No... Your actual name, I know you already have God Form 2 so you must know it." Yuria says. Vert takes a second to assess the situation and he figures there could be no harm in people finding out his real name, he has faith in his ability to kill anything that gets in his way now.


    "Nico Smith." Vert says for the first time since he his old life.


    "Nico Smith huh? What a beautiful name." Yuria says with an even more pleasured smile on her face. A bright yellow light wraps around Vert''s body. He is worried at first but something inside of him tells him this is good. Vert feels stronger, he feels protected.


    "Now with our agreement being cemented in stone and you under my divine protection I would like to give you one last gift. Everyone of my soldiers in your village as yours to use at your disposal. They are all mainly rogues type of warriors so they are fast but are damaged easily. I expect you will help me when I need it and with that, I must beg my leave. I have... other matters to attend to." Yuria says with he head slightly bowing forward.


    "Goodbye Yuria." Vert says. Vert can hear a girlish giggle come through the scroll before it completely is engulfed in a grey flame. The flame isn''t hot but it doesn''t leave a trace of the scroll left.


    Vert looks down at the man who was slammed into the wall. He is knocked out and seems to still be bleeding. Vert lets out an audible sigh.


    "More mouths to feed... Great." Vert says with an aggrivated tone.


    ''Well whatever, could''ve been worse I guess. She could''ve tried to summon a dragon and destroy the village I''m living and then kill my only friend.'' Vert thinks to himself with a sarcastic tone.

 Force. Chapter 45

    Vert sighs as 19 people are standing in front of him in the rain. The only person who isn''t standing is Drakier, who is being held up by his son. With there being 14 men and 6 woman in total, Vert doesn''t know what to do with them. He has no use for a small private army right now and he honestly wants nothing to do with these people but since it was a gift given to him, Vert will use the people the best he can.


    "Well, you guys see those houses down there?" Vert says as he points down to the houses in the village.


    "Choose which one you want to live in and make yourself at home. If you want food you will have to hunt it yourself." Vert says and nods his head. He goes to close the door but Drakier''s son speaks out before Vert can slip away.


    "You call yourself a God but your army has to do everything by themselves?!" Drakier''s son yells at the top of his lungs while the rain pours down unto him. Vert stops closing the door mid-way to respond to the kid.


    "Do you need a relapse of what happened earlier?" Vert says with some anger in his voice. Drakier''s son shakes his head back and forth rapidly to say no.


    "Then don''t question my Godhood. As for you fending for yourselves I expect you to do it without question. This is training for when you''re out on the battlefield and you don''t have someone to hand feed you everyday! Now go before it gets dark!" Vert yells and everyone salutes him. Seeing that Vert is training them for the harshest conditions, a newfound respect for the God of Death is formed within the 20 soldiers. Vert closes the door and can hear his small army run down his hill and into the town.


    ''Wow, I can''t believe that worked. Now, to finally clean my clothes.'' Vert says as he looks down at the towel around his waist. He walks through the living room and into the kitchen. Once in the kitchen he notices that the door to the bathroom is shut. The sound of Cynthia humming can be heard on the other side.


    Vert realizes that the bathroom upstairs is not as convenient to use now since the wall is nearly smashed to pieces and Cynthia decided to bathe downstairs. Knowing that it would be bad for him to walk in on her, Vert defeatedly walks back into the living room and sits on a love seat. Vert decides now would be a good time to read up on some new spells in the Magi''s Articulium while he waits for Cynthia.


    When the book becomes its original size, metal forms around Vert''s hands as he resummons his gauntlets. A soft and slow beat pumps out of the speakers. Vert sings along with ''Like Us'' by Ayo and Teo as he reads the book.


    "What if God was like us? Had a squad just like us? Always popping tags just like us?" Vert sings while the pages in his book are flipping rapidly, looking for something to ease its owner''s feeling of boredom.


    "I wanna know... I wanna know... I wanna know... I wanna know..." Vert sings with the song but repeats the phrase as the song continues on without him.


    ''What do I wanna know... Oh yeah!'' A topic comes to Vert''s mind and the pages in the book finally stop flipping. Vert begins to read the page in his mind and he is surprised about what he reads.


    ''Huh, looks like Yuria was telling the truth about the truce. She even put her protection magic on me. Well that worked in my favor I guess.''


    Vert has searched up whether the truce between Yuria and him was real and the book says it is truly official by standard means. It also states the terms of the deal, where it says Yuria is currently protecting Vert with magic and Vert is on standby till Yuria needs his services. Vert begins to think of something else to read about but he then hears someone run up to his front door.The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    A flurry of knocks hit Vert''s front door followed by the yelling of a woman.


    "Help us! A Mother Dire Bear is here and it is going to kill us all if you don''t do something!" the woman yells with her voice full of fear. The book in Vert''s hand slams shut and falls down to his chest. Vert stands up and can feel a small tinge of anger well up inside of him. One good thing does come out of this though, he can test out his new magic on this new foe.


    Vert walks over to the front door and opens it. The woman has a major cut on her arm and is crying from the pain. The woman looks up to Vert with a face full of sorrow and need. Vert begins to have thoughts that maybe he was a bit too harsh on the people given to him and he should take care of them better... or at least protect them from danger.


    Vert puts a hand on the head of the woman and gives her a smile.


    "Don''t worry, I''ll take of it." and with that being said, Vert disappears from the view of the woman as he makes his way quickly into the village. Screams followed by a loud roar echo throughout the village and give Vert help in finding where the fight is going on at. Finally finding where the fight is, Vert can several people trying to limp away from the bear but it is gaining on them at a rapid pace. Vert stops and begins to enchant one of his newest spells but the courageous screaming of a familiar kid breaks his focus.


    "Over here you giant piece of shit!" yells Drakier''s son while holding a familiar sword in his hand. The Dire Bear had heard the insult and decided to charge at the boy. Vert decides to watch this all unfold and only intervene when someone is getting ready to die.


    The boy has an unwavering amount of confidence and draws his sword above his head to the point where the tip of the blade is going to touch the bottom of his back. Wind engulfs the blade and throws droplets of water in many directions as it is still raining. With the power in the sword reaching its maximum limit and the Dire Bear drawing very near, Drakier''s kid releases his hidden power while screaming in the name of his God.


    "In the name of Yuria, die fowl beast!"


    As the boy brings the blade downwards towards the ground, a slash of wind shoots through the air and towards the Dire Bear about fifteen feet in front of him. The slash of wind breaks the sound barrier and creates an explosion of sound as it hits the Dire Bear directly in the face. The Dire Bear''s head is sent backwards and it is flipped onto its back. Vert, being slightly impressed by the young one''s powers, does a little clap to praise the kid.The Dire Bear seems lifeless at first but it slowly begins to stir awake after a few seconds.


    The kid''s face goes from confident to horrorified as the Dire Bear rolls over and faces him once more. A fresh vertical scar was placed on the Dire Bear''s forehead but other than that, the wind attack did nothing. The Dire Bear, more furious than before, begins a full speed charge at the boy who attacked it. The boy falls backwards and stares at the Dire bear with eyes of terror. Vert facepalms and shakes his head.


    ''Not this again. You have so much potential. Well I guess this is my queue to interfere.''


    Vert disappears again and appears in front of the young boy. The young boy looks up at Vert with amazement as he is praying Vert will save him, but the Dire Bea''s aura is stronger than Vert''s so the boy believes the situation is dim. Vert raises his hand and begins the motion of the spell. With his thumb preventing his middle finger from moving, a small ball of wind forms in front of his middle finger. With the Dire Bear approaching at a rapid rate Vert doesn''t have time to use the spell "Force" at full strength.


    Finishing the flicking motion, Vert''s middle finger is sent forwards and so is the ball of wind. A blast of wind explodes from Vert''s hands and creates cuts on the ground around him as the ball hurls towards the Dire Bear faster than the speed of light. The Dire Bear''s skull explodes and so does the rest of its body. A small line is left from where the ball cut through the atmosphere with its insane speed. Blood and guts fly from the now nearly nonexistent Dire Bear.


    Vert looks down at his fingers with surprise as he had not expected Force to be this strong but maybe it''s because he is full of power at the moment. As the people around Vert witnessed his power first hand, they completely have faith in their new God and begin to think very highly of him.


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    "What... How did this happen?" Vert says as he notices the message in his head.

 Chapter 46

    "He.... killed it in one hit." Someone in the crowd surrounding the bloody mess of a Dire Bear says in disbelief. An injured man can be heard screaming in the distance as someone is tending to his wounds but that doesn''t changed the amazed expressions everyone has. Vert can''t tell why all of these people are so amazed or why he suddenly got followers, but what he does know is that his towel is starting to stick to his legs from the rain and it''s rather annoying. Vert has also gained a new interest in Drakier''s son.


    "Hey you," Vert says to the young boy, "What''s your name?"


    "M-M-My name?" The boy says in surprise. "My name Caleb your holiness."


    The boy is bowing after saying this. Vert wouldn''t exactly put himself in the holy category but he won''t stop people from calling him that. Knowing that the boy''s name is Caleb and Vert will be able to find him easily to personally train him, Vert decides to leave.


    "If anything else happens, come to my door. I have no healing powers so you will have to tend to the injured yourselves. I wish you all the best of luck." Vert says and he disappears from sight, going home to see if Cynthia is out of the bath yet. Mumbles go through the crowd as they all stand in the rain. Caleb gets up from the ground and picks up the sword he dropped. He grips the hilt tighter as he had to be saved from a God once again. At least this time someone close to him didn''t die in the process.


    Drakier hobbles over to his son and puts a hand on his shoulder. Caleb looks up his father with eyes full of tears as he remembers the day he lost his mother. Drakier moves his arm around Caleb and hugs him closely while rubbing his back. Drakier noticed that Caleb has an inner turmoil so he went to his son hoping to help and he was right to do so. Everyone else in the crowd went around, picking up small bits of meat that is left of the Dire Bear for food or they went and helped take care of the wounded.


    The feeling in the atmosphere is slightly dim but hopeful. Anyone who witnessed Vert''s power first hand now is a firm believer in him, one has already prayed to him. The rain shows no signs of stopping and with all of the meat of the Dire Bear being collected and distributed, the crowd of people disperses with people choosing what house they want to live in and the town hall is made into a makeshift hospital.This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there.


    Vert opens the door to his house and walks inside. Going into the kitchen, Vert can see that the bathroom door is open but his clothes isn''t where he left them. Vert looks side to side to look for his clothes and he eventually finds them. The only thing is they are hanging on the wall, drying from being clean. Vert walks up to his clothes and can see there is no blood residue on it anymore and it even smells sweet. It seems that the blood has stained the shirt into a permanent crimson red though, which Vert doesn''t mind and he actually enjoys the new change in color.


    Vert''s gauntlets disappear and he puts on his newly washed clothes. They aren''t dry but Vert can easily fix that by heating up his skin for a while. Vert puts on his grieves, summons his gauntlets, and finally puts the Magi''s Articulium''s on around his neck. With this, his outfit is complete and he feels comfortable being clothed once again.


    Vert heats up his skin to a nice temperature and the clothes begin to dry quickly. Not wanting to stand around and wait for his clothes to dry, Vert walks out of the bathroom and into the kitchen. The sound of rain hitting the glass window of the wall draws Vert''s attention and he looks outside. Out there, Vert can see Cynthia with her Scythe in hand and she is stand in front of a large tree trunk. She places a piece of wood onto the large trunk and raises her Scythe to the air.


    Cleanly cutting the piece of wood in one clean swipe the woof falls over and Cynthia puts the split wood in a pile of more split wood. Vert shakes his head and walks out the door in the kitchen. He can feel the rain hit his face and then dissipate into steam. Vert walks over to Cynthia and yells out to her.


    "What are you doing out here!" Vert yells so Cynthia can hear him over the rain. Cynthia turns around to Vert and gives him a concerned look.


    "It is going to be winter soon! We need to get wood for the fire so we don''t freeze to death!" Cynthia yells back. Vert shakes his head and takes the Scythe out of Cynthia''s hand.


    "You know you don''t have to do everything right? I can take care of you, you know?" Vert says with a smile on his face.


    "But... You''re a God. You have like God things to take care of right?" Cynthia says with a cute tone.


    "Haha. Not in particular, no. You are my Hero so I will take care of you. Besides, wood isn''t good if it is wet and you have it sitting out here getting soaked. Just go inside, get dry and warm before you get sick and I will worry about firewood, ok?" Vert says with a gentle tone.


    "Ok... Thank you, Niko." Cynthia says while walking away and slightly blushing. Vert watches Cynthia go inside to make sure she did what he said and then he looks at his Scythe. The souls of hundreds swirl around inside the dark weapon and Vert decides the now is the time to harvest them while he has the Scythe.

 Eye of the Reaper. Chapter 47

    Vert''s right eye turns into an Eye of the Reaper and Vert almost begins to take the souls out of the Scythe. He realizes something though.


    ''Did Cynthia call me Niko?'' Vert thinks to himself when remembering what Cynthia said word by word. He assumes that she had listened in to his conversation with Yuria which isn''t a horrible thing but Vert will need to talk to her about it when he sees Cynthia next.


    A white stream of souls begin pouring out of the Scythe and into Vert''s eye as he collects the souls and sends them to the Underworld. Before he goes to sleep tonight Vert plans to go into his Underworld and check on how everything is going. He doesn''t know how Myria will react to nearly a thousand random souls being introduced to her new world with Sekreath.


    With the Scythe returning to its dark color, Vert twirls it around a bit as he walks towards the house. He isn''t worried about firewood as he can easily get that right before winter. As Vert spins the Scythe round and round like a baton, he thinks about getting himself a new weapon soon. He wants Cynthia to keep this Scythe so she can protect herself and Vert wants more than just the claws on his gauntlets and some strong magic to protect himself.


    Vert remembers the amount of loot he had back in his original room and he lets out a sigh. It would be pretty useful if he knew where his original room was so he can go get it and maybe he can find Liafa again. Vert opens the back door and can feel steam come off of him and his clothes. Wanting to give Cynthia her Scythe back, Vert goes on a search for Cynthia.


    He can''t find her on the first floor and he walks up the stairs to the second floor. He doesn''t know the rooms on the second floor so he begins to open random doors. After about 4 doors and no luck, only one door is left and Vert decides to knock this time before opening the door. With Vert has amazing senses, he can hear a faint crying inside of the room and alarms shoot though Vert''s body.


    The alarms in his body isn''t telling Vert to help Cynthia are she is in danger but they are telling him to run away. Something bad is happening on the other side of this door and Vert''s body wants nothing to do with it, but Vert''s mind and heart are telling him otherwise. He can''t lose another friend just after what happened to long ago. Preparing himself for the worst, Vert bursts through the door and his eyes widen at what he see before him.


    A tear in space and reality is in the middle of the room and the crying is coming from within. The tear in the middle of the room seems to be trying to take Vert''s soul out of his body but his right eye seems to be preventing it to happen, even if it is struggling to do so. Vert left eye turns into an Eye of the Reaper and Vert can feel his soul no longer being pulled on.


    Vert gets a little adventurous and looks into the portal like tear. Inside is darkness with the occasional white spot seen in the distance. Wanting to find Cynthia and discover what is going on, Vert puts his hand into the tear and see nothing bad happens to his body on the other side.Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road.


    ''Well here goes nothing.'' Vert says to himself while going all the way into the tear. Once inside Vert can get a similar feeling to his Underworld and he begins to think that maybe someone has stole his hero. Anger slowly begins to bubble inside Vert as someone kidnapping someone he has plans with in the future.


    Vert is floating in the dark dimension and he can actual control his flying on a full X and Y axis, making it easy for him to maneuver. Vert decides to follow the sound of crying and the tear he had entered behind him begins to fade away in the distance. Vert knows this is risky and could end with him being trapped here for the rest of eternity but if there is a chance his hero is here and she needs help then Vert will gladly do anything for her.


    The attachment Vert feels to his hero is strong just as any God with their hero would be. Seraph sent his minions through the meticulous process of someone who would gel with Vert''s personality and accept him for what he is. A truly cold blooded killer.


    In the distance Vert can see a small girl, curled up into a ball and seems to be the source of crying Vert can hear. Vert floats faster as the jet black hair is familiar to Vert. Even if he has only known Cynthia for a day, Vert can easily tell it is her.


    Finally making it to the girl, Vert goes to touch her to see what it wrong. Vert touches the girl and her head shoots upwards and she looks at Vert. Her right eye comes into view and Vert realizes what is going on. Cynthia''s right eye is the Eye of the Reaper. Cynthia has always had her hair over her eye so Vert has never realized what power Cynthia holds within, and it seems that even she doesn''t even know.


    The Eye of the Reaper has been starved of souls and power that it seems to have collapsed on itself. When Vert received the power of the Eye of the Reaper, he gain a lot of knowledge on it and knows exactly what is going on. The girl is staring at Vert with a wide eyed expression and even looks slightly horrified.


    "Who.... Who are you?" Cynthia asks. Vert laughs and gently grabs the girl by her chin and brings his face close to hers.


    "Don''t worry, I''ll get you out of here." Vert says and a small white stream of souls flows out of Vert''s right eye and into Cynthia''s right eye. Cynthia tries to pull away and refuse the souls that Vert is giving since she doesn''t know what is going on but Vert holds a firm grip on her face.


    Vert can feel the world around him begin to bend and twist as Cynthia''s Eye of the Reaper tries to resist the souls even more so it resists by creating a defense system. Swords appear from thin air and point themselves at Vert but he keeps his composure and doesn''t stop feeding Cynthia the souls. The swords zoom at Vert with the intent of killing him but they stop right before they hit him. The darkness around Vert begins to melt away and Cynthia starts returning to her actual form.


    Back in Cynthia''s room, Cynthia is on the floor with Vert holding his face very close to hers and she has no recollection of what happened before. Blushing deeply and Cynthia looks away from Vert''s eyes and then back again. Cynthia is torn about what to do now and she thinks about the situation at hand.


    ''I can''t deny my God what he wants... But I don''t think I''m ready yet...'' Cynthia thinks to herself and Vert can tell that she has no idea what is going on. Vert lets go of Cynthia''s face and stands up, laughing the whole time. Cynthia eyes open wide as Vert leaves the room laughing, but not before laying down the Scythe against the wall in Cynthia''s room.

 Astral the Tempest. Chapter 48

    Getting out of the bad situation Vert was just in, he walks down the stairs to the first floor and into the living room. Vert sits down onto the couch and sighs as he does so.


    ''I wonder how she got that eye... I will have to teach her how to use it properly so nothing like that ever happens again. I''ll probably also have to feed her too... What a pain.'' Vert thinks to himself. Wanting to go to puts Tia''s soul to use, Vert disappears from reality and goes into his Underworld.


    Darkness surrounds Vert at first but the darkness quickly fades away into a large village. Vert looks at the houses the surround him as he does not remember this being her the last time he was here. Vert can spot a castle at the top of a hill and he goes towards it.


    Arriving to his destination in under a second. A giant wooden door impedes Vert from going further and there are 2 guards standing in front of the door. The guards are surprised when Vert suddenly appears in front of and they both draw out their swords.


    "Halt, who are you?!" one yells with a manly and gruff voice. Vert gives him an unimpressed look and waves his right hand towards the sky. Both of the guards begin to hover above the ground. They flail around in resistance but this is Vert''s world and he can control it however he wants.


    Vert pushes his left hand forward and the door in front of him opens with ease. Vert walks passed the two guards and as he does so they fall to the ground, confused and horrified. Once inside the castle, Vert can see a giant hall with two thrones at the end of it. Sekreath sits on the smaller one slightly to the right and Myria sits in a huge one in the middle.


    Vert facepalms as he sees Myria with a smug face and he immediately knows this was all her doing. Myria laughs loudly when she notices who has intruded on her luxurious home.


    "My, if it isn''t the God of Death himself." Myria says in a formal tone.


    "Cut the crap Myria, I''m here for one thing and one thing only. Where is Tia''s soul?" Vert says with a loud yell so Myria can hear him since the room is so large. Myria smiles and puts her hand out. A bright green soul forms in front of it, it is brimming with raw power.


    "I''ll give it to you, under one condition." Myria says with a smug smile. Vert laughs as this is not a deal, this is Vert taking what it is.This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    "I don''t think you can hold anything against me to make me come to an agreement." Vert says with confidence. Myria narrows her eyes.


    "You won''t even hear me out?" Myria asks.


    "I''ll hear you out but I can promise you no matter what that soul will be in my hands." Vert says with a slight hint of anger in his voice. Myria shakes her head at Vert''s stubbornness.


    "Well, I will give you the soul as long as you use it to summon a demon." Myria says with a smile on her face and vengeance in her voice. Vert raises an eyebrow in interest since that is what he was going to do with the soul to begin with, but he now wants to know why Myria cares about what he does with the soul.


    "Why?"


    "Because this little bitch caused me and the Army of Gods a huge headache and I want her to suffer. You don''t know how happy I was when I found out you killed her. She needs to suffer in the Abyss for what she has done." Myria says while sending the soul towards Vert. Vert catches the soul in his hand and looks down at it.


    "You don''t know how happy I was as well. Is Hope dead then?" Vert asks.


    "Not quite, there are a few gods and creatures that make Hope. I suggest you watch your back from now on. You''ve most likely made an enemy of both sides. The only people who will involve themselves with you now are The Kindred and The Wicked ones. You should join one of those groups." Myria says with her voice full of seriousness. Vert looks at Myria with a confused expression.


    "Why are you giving me advice?" Vert asks.


    "Because I like it here, and if you die we all die so you better win this tournament. Finish all of your achievements so all that you kill can live a third life." Myria says. Vert nods his head and smiles at both Sekreath and Myria.


    "I will try my best." Vert says with a confident smile on his face. Vert''s image disappears from within the kingdom and he is once again surround by darkness. Vert slowly pushes the soul away from him and it floats inside of the empty space. Vert takes his hand and slashes the air with his finger tips, making a star pattern into the space in front of him.


    When the motion of making a star is finished, the star comes into view and it burns a bright blue hue of color. It goes towards the soul and completely engulfs the entire soul. The star turns a deep red and shines brightly for a few seconds.


    The star goes from Vertical to Horizontal and checks on fire. The brown hair of something can be seen come out first, followed by its head and the rest of its body. The demon Vert has summoned is extremely pale and has a sinister grin on his face.


    Once the demon is out of the star, the star disappears and the demon looks at itself to make sure it is actually awake and alive. It looks up at Vert and its blue eyes shine brightly when looking at its new master. The demon goes into a deep bow before Vert and tells Vert everything he needs to know about it.


    "I am Astral the Tempest. My race is Shade and my class is Hybrid. It is nice to make your acquaintance, Master Vert."

 Chapter 49.

    "Astral the Tempest. What is the Tempest for?" says Vert quizzically. Astral laughs and flashes his sharp teeth with a smile.


    "It was a title I got from someone long ago. Tempest is a violent windy storm and when that person saw my fighting style, he called me a tempest and ever since that it has stuck with me." Astral says confidently. Vert assumes that must mean this shade is a rogue type fighter since he fights with speed.


    ''Great more rogues... I was hoping for a healer but I''ll take whatever I get at the point. Plus I used such a strong soul then this shade must be fairly strong.'' Vert thinks to himself when assessing his new minion. Astral has on black leather armor accompanied with a hood and what looks like a face mask. Two crude looking shor tswords sit on his hips and hidden daggers litter his body as Vert assumes he uses it for throwing.


    "Well, since I''ve summoned you, I guess I''ll check your stats." Vert says aloud so Astral knows what he is doing.


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    <td>Titles: Tempest</td>


    <td>Rogue: Level 100</td>


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    <td>Natural Born Killer</td>


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    <td>?????: Level 100</td>


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    <td>???????????????</td>


    <td>???????: Level 100</td>


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    Vert is dumbfounded by the mass of question marks that entered his brain. He doesn''t understand what this status mean when it spams question marks like this but Vert decides to ignore it for now. Vert figures that there is nothing else left to do in the underworld so he looks up at Astral.


    "Are you ready to go into the real world?" Vert says.


    "Yes I am, Master." Astral says with an excited smile on his face and while gripping the hilts of his crude shor tswords. Vert makes sure to get one thing through before they leave.


    "Don''t be killing random people, ok? Ask me before you kill." Vert says with a firm voice. Astral''s smiles turns a little sour and Astral knows he cannot defy Vert.


    "Fine." Astral says with a depressed voice. Vert waves his hand and both of them is sent to the real world. A surprised yelp is heard as Vert''s consciousness enters reality. Vert looks around and sees Cynthia in the living room with a surprised look spread across her face. She is sitting on a love seat and Vert understands where the yelp came from as it would be weird to see two men appear before you from thin air.


    "Hey Cynthia, this is Astral the Tempest, a shade who I have summoned from the Abyss. Astral, this is Cynthia, my hero and second in command." Vert says and Astral bows to Cynthia. Cynthia does a slight head tilt to acknowledge Astral but she seems suspicious of him. With introductions being out of the way, Vert looks outside and can see it has stopped raining and it will be dark soon. Vert assumes that his army didn''t get much to eat so he decides to help them out.Stolen story; please report.


    "Astral, how good can you see in the night?" Vert asks.


    "I can see as well as night as I can during the day so pretty well by your standards." Astral says with complete confidence.


    "Alright, go out on the hunt and kill some medium sized animals. Anything is fair game as long as it isn''t a human or something with a hint of intelligence. Take whatever you kill to the biggest house in the village and give the dead animals to the people there. They will know what to do with it." Vert commands and Astral bows to accept this mission. Astral starts to turn into black mist and in mist form he slips under the door. Vert sighs as he has had to do a lot today and he wants a small break, but if he plans on living and growing stronger he needs to keep going.


    Vert plops down onto the couch and closes his eyes. Cynthia stirs a little bit like she has something to say.


    "What''s wrong Cynthia?" Vert says without opening his eyes. It is silent for a little bit and finally Cynthia speaks up.


    "Why were you holding my face close to yours earlier?" Cynthia says shyly.


    "Your right eye, the Eye of the Reaper, went out of control and made a tear in reality. I simply took care of it." Vert responds.


    "H-How! I''ve been looking for the answer for so long but have yet to find one! I have killed so many people because of this stupid eye! I wish I could just cut it out and-."


    "Stop." Vert says to interrupt Cynthia in her rambaling. Vert opens his eyes and looks into Cynthia''s. he activates both eyes into the Eye of the Reaper and Cynthia gasps audibaly.


    "I have them too. Whether you think if it''s a burden or a curse it is ours to bear. We were given these gifts and we must appreciate them. I will teach you how to use your power properly, in due time." Vert says. Cynthia nods her head to accept this and feels ashamed of herself. She took her power for granted and disowned it because that is what society wanted. Now Vert has shown Cynthia on how to accept herself and her powers.


    "Now, where am I going to sleep at?" Vert asks as he actually feels pretty warn out. Cynthia thinks about it for a moment and she goes to say her parents room and then she remembers what happened to it. Cynthia put her mother''s corpse there when since she didn''t want to see her mother''s headless body everyday. Cynthia doesn''t want to make Vert sleep on the couch so she decides to make the sacrifice, but Vert interrupts her before she can say anything.


    "Oh I know! To deal with the problem of you being warm at night in the winter, we can share a bed! I can easily heat my skin up to a comfortable temperature and keep you warm at night." Vert says and then nods to himself to show his confidence in this plan.


    "W-W-What do we mean by sharing a bed?!" Cynthia yells while blushing.


    "Like sleep back to back, or you could snuggle me if you want. Up to you honestly." Vert says. He doesn''t care either way as keeping a flame constantly going through winter will be a pain in his ass. He would rather sit around and read or find one a group of Gods to join since he wants more allies. Cynthia is at a loss for words and Vert waits for a little bit for her to answer but Cynthia ends up looking away from Vert and twiddling her thumbs. Vert is getting more and more tired and decides to go to bed without Cynthia. She can comes sleep whenever she feels like it.


    "Well, I guess we will find out what you prefer when you come to bed tonight." Vert says as he yawns loudly. "Come to bed whenever you want and if you need me, don''t be afraid to wake me up."


    Vert gets up and walks up to Cynthia, gives her head a rub and then walks upstairs. When he gets to the second floor he give Astral one last command to do while Vert is sleeping.


    ''Astral, after you deliver the animals to the village, scout the area and learn every inch of this village and the surrounding area for about 20 miles or until I wake up.'' Vert says to Astral telepathically.


    ''Alright master... If I find bandits can I... eliminate them?'' Astral asks with some hope in his voice. Vert thinks about this for a second and decides on an answer.


    ''Sure, why not. Make sure to loot them to and bring it back to me. Ok?'' Vert asks.


    ''Hahaha, of course!'' Astral says and he sounds very happy to Vert. With that being taken care of, Vert goes into Cynthia''s room and makes his gauntlets disappear. He takes of his metal boots and finally takes off his jacket and shirt. Ready for bed, Vert lays down and quickly falls asleep.

 Vert tries to cook. Chapter 50.

    Vert wakes up due to the stirring around of the person sleeping next to him. Vert turns his head to the right and can see Cynthia''s back in the sunlight. She seems to be having a nightmare as she is beginning to sweat. Cynthia mumbles something in her sleep but it is too unintelligible for Vert to understand what she is saying. Vert puts his arms into the air and lets out an audible yawn. He sits up and his back cracks a few times. Vert cracks some more bones in his body and then he finally takes a look in the room.


    The floor is littered with currencies, sword, armor, and some stuff that Vert doesn''t even know what it does. Astral must''ve found a lot of bandits for him to bring all this loot back to the house. Vert goes off the right side of the bed so he doesn''t wake up Cynthia and he stands in a spot that is actually free. There is a window besides Vert and looks out of it to see the sun just rising in the distance.


    Puddles glisten in the muddy roads, the grass reflects a beautiful shine from its dew and smoke rises from the chimneys of a few houses. Everything is still and silent, like a painted picture and Vert takes the time to enjoy since he doesn''t know when he''ll get the chance to again. Vert turns around to Cynthia and can see she seems to still be having bad dreams and Vert feels bad for her. He wants to do something nice for her and one idea comes to mind.


    Vert makes his mind up and starts his way through the sea of treasures Astral has left him. He manages to only step on a few coins and not wake Cynthia. Finally out of the room, Vert makes his way downstairs and can see Astral sitting on the couch. He is asleep as well and Vert quietly makes his way to the kitchen.


    Inside of the kitchen, Vert looks around for ingredients to make Cynthia some breakfast. Vert hardly remembers how to cook but he does remember some simple things so he is hoping for certain items are laying around. A large container catches Vert''s eye and he opens it to have his face be met with a cold breeze. In Vert''s old world this would be called a freezer but he doesn''t know what they call it here. What looks to be magical ice sits at the bottom, keeping all of the objects inside completely frozen.


    Vert looks through all of the frozen contents and manages to find mainly meat and some eggs. The eggs vary in size and Vert randomly takes two medium sized ones and a large chunk of meat. Taking the meat and eggs over to the counter, Vert puts them down and looks for a plate. Vert manages to find a glass plate in a cabinet and he also puts it on the counter. Vert can see a fireplace over in the corner of the room and he assumes that this is the place to cook food.


    With a flick of the wrist and a bright flash, the fire place is roaring with flames from the lightning shot from Vert''s hand. Vert then looks around for something to cook the eggs and meat on. Looking everywhere, Vert unable to find anything of the sort and becomes slightly frustrated. He decides that he doesn''t need anything like a pan or a grill and that all he needs is his hands.


    Take the meat into his hands, Vert takes it over the fire and dangles it as it thaws out. As drips of water come off the meat from being frozen, Vert begins to hum a soft tune. Vert hums an Italian tune called "Papa l''americano", or better know as We No Speak Americano by Yolanda be Cool. Vert hums the song with a peppy voice as he waits for the food to cook.


    Blood drips from the meat as Vert becomes increasingly bored with cooking. He never had to cook for himself in this new world so he hardly knows what is tasty or not. Soon the meat becomes a a light brown and the smell of fresh meat permeates into the air. Vert can hear footsteps coming towards the kitchen and he holds his breath, hoping it''s not Cynthia. Astral comes into view and Vert lets out an elongated sigh of relief.This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience.


    Astral looks confused when he sees his master hunched over  with a piece of meat dangling in his hand over a fire. Astral shakes his head and laughs at Vert. Vert looks betrayed as Astral begins to laugh louder and louder.


    "What''s so funny?" Vert says.


    "You might be my Master... but you obviously can''t cook." Astral says though his laughter.


    "What makes you say that?"


    "The fact your meat is on fire."


    Vert''s head shoots towards his hand and sees that the meat he was cooking is basically sitting in the fire at this point and has caught on fire. Vert takes the meat away from the fire and begins to flail it in the air to put out the fire. Astral watches as juices from the meat get flung all over the place and the fire on the meat doesn''t seem to be going out.


    "Why are you cooking anyways?" Astral asks nonchalantly. "I thought Gods don''t have to eat?"


    "Well, they don''t," Vert says as he continues flailing his meat around. "I am making it for Cynthia, she seems to be stressed out and I wanted to make her breakfast."


    The fire has finally gone out but most of the meat has turned a charred black but Vert seems happy with himself. He sets the meat down onto the plate and then picks up the two eggs he placed on the counter. He cracks them open with his fingers and the yolks slide out of the shell and plops down onto the plate.


    Astral stands there, dumbfounded and disgusted. Vert on the other hand seems pretty proud of himself.


    "What a wonderful breakfast," Vert says confidently. "I should cook more often."


    Astral comes up behind Vert and puts a hand on his shoulder and then points to the plate of food.


    "That... That is not edible." Astral says to tell Vert the truth. Vert seems to be in disbelief and decides to show Astral he is wrong.


    "Sure it is! Go ahead and try it Astral." The shade looks horrified as his body moves on his own and grabs a fork from the drawer. He is shaking as the fork goes down onto the raw egg yolk. A squishing sound is heard as the fork picks up the raw yolk and goes towards Astral mouth. Astral''s head is shaking as the egg yolk comes closer and closer, ensuring his doom. Vert has a wide smile on his face as he expects to prove Astral wrong. Astral''s mouth open wides and the egg goes down the hatch. Astral is barely able to swallow when he gives Vert a betrayed face.


    "Why... Why did you make me does this?" Astral says as before he ultimately throws up into the nearest sink. Vert watches Astral throw up and puts a hand on his chin.


    ''Where did I go wrong?'' Vert thinks to himself. Once done throwing up, Astral opens a window and grabs the plate of food Vert made. Astral proceeds to throw the food and plate out the window. Astral turns around and looks Vert into the eyes.


    "Never cook again. If you want something made, just ask me. I am a decent cook." Astral says and Vert looks out the window to see his masterpiece lying on the ground, ruined. Vert sighs defeatedly and counts his loses while he can.


    "Fine. Please make Cynthia some breakfast." Vert says with a depressed tone. Astral smiles and goes for some food from the freezer.


    "Will do master."

 Q&A and music suggestions.

    Because we have finally hit 50 chapters and I haven''t done a Q&A in a while, I would like to do one now. Put your question and the comments below, I will then update the chapter with your question and put answered under your comment. Thank you for reading this far.


    I will answers question without releasing any spoilers, so questions like "Will Liafa return?", "Is Cynthia going to be a love interest.", or "Is Yuria''s truce with Vert fake?" will not be answered. Also, if you have any music suggestions, leave them in the comments and I will try my best to integrate them into the story as best as I can. It''s not easy, unless it''s just a random song Vert listens too.


    dTheMouseb: What inspirered you to write this story?


    Answer: Well, everyone time I would listen to music my imagination would run wild, a fight scene to fit the beats of the music would enter my mind. It was just something I could do to stave my boredom and it was a challenge to get the perfect fight scene. One day I had a vivid dream about a fantasy world and I told my friends about it. After that, my friends and I talked about my crazy and wild imagination and one said I should write it down. The thing I wrote was my first story, Torn World. I reached a writer''s block in it and I figured ''Might as well write something else to help me out.'' and that''s where this story was born. Taking my love for music and the insane amounts of imagination it gives me, I was easily able to write this. This is a really good question.A case of theft: this story is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.


    SCARFACE1:  Will vert be reuniting with liafa and emeralda in the near future?


    Answer: I appreciate you saying you enjoy my story. Thank you for reading it. As for the question, I said I will not answer those. It is something that will spoil the story *wink*. I will say 3 characters in Vert''s harem have been introduced. Only one hasn''t been mentioned yet.


    Evershadow: Do you have the entire story planned out, and if so, how far into the story are we roughly?


    Answer: I have most of the story planned out and we are nowhere near the end. There will even be a sequel to this that connects to Torn World and Demon of Song. I expect there to probably be around 300 chapters.


    Raypeest: Why was vert locked in prison in the first plae outside of being too strong and if heroes get their deities powers in a lessee degree does that mean cynthia would be the strongest hero if she faced another one?


    Answer: So the about the prison thing, I believe you''re talking about why was he in that room and he never left for a long time. The answer for that is all God Candidates we given a room when the world was created. They were supposed to get bored and tried to leave but a few of them stayed in their romm because they were content with it. 2 of these people were Vert and Liafa. Vert had his music and Liafa was able to grow plants and make life. For your second question, yes but it all depends on the heroes ability to use the powers. If she is effecient then she would definitely be the strongest. Is she right now? No, but she is one of the strongest.

 Training. Chapter 51.

    The sound of a fork hitting a plate echoes throughout the empty house constantly as Cynthia eats the food left out for her. When Cynthia awoke she is all alone in the bed and when she checked the house, no one was home at all. The only sign of life was a bunch of random stuff on the floor of the bedroom and a warm plate of eggs and bacon.


    Cynthia didn''t look a gift horse in the mouth and began to eat the eggs and bacon with due haste. She always had big breakfasts and while this wasn''t big, it was exceptionally good. She assumes Vert had made it but she is dead wrong. Astral is actually a really good cook and easily fixed up some breakfast for Cynthia and after that Vert had a task for them to do so they left the house.


    Cynthia finally finishes her breakfast and decides that she go look for Vert because she is worried he will need Cynthia and she will not be there. Going back upstairs, Cynthia picks up her Scythe and she glances into her closet. A black sweater hangs in the closet and has some dust on it since it hasn''t been worn since last winter. It is going to be cold soon so Cynthia grabs the black sweater and puts it on. It is really tight as it seems to be getting too small but Cynthia doesn''t mind as all as it does what it was made to do. Cynthia takes off her skirt and puts on a long pair of cloth pants.


    Ready to go, Cynthia heads out the door and into the village to ask where Vert went. Entering the village, the sound of clashing swords can be heard as Cynthia comes closer and closer to the middle of the village. With the village center coming into view, 12 people stand around Vert with swords drawn. Vert stands there, not moving, in the middle of the group of people and looks extremely focused.


    The people surrounding Vert are from the supposed army he got and in Cynthia''s mind, they are turning on him. Cynthia readies her Scythe to kill anyone who tries to hurt Vert but a hand is placed on her shoulder. Cynthia turns around to see the pale face of Astral and he has a warm smile.


    "Don''t worry, Vert is training them right now. Please do not interfere." Astral says. Cynthia nods her head to accept this and turns back to the fight. All of the 12 people have scratches all over their bodies while Vert''s clothes don''t even seem to be touched.


    A woman is the first to take a charge towards Vert with two daggers drawn. She jumps in the air and does a twirling motion to create a whirlwind of her blades but she is going really slow in Cynthia''s opinion. Her daggers are blown into the air when Vert blocks them with his gauntlets and then he puts his hand around her throat. Before Vert can do anything more, he is forced to let go and dodge the oncoming blades coming for his back.


    He jumps over the person who tries to back-stab him with a twirl in the air so they are back to back, for one reason. Someone was ready to attack Vert when he landed but Vert grabs their blade and throws them into the person who tried to back-stab him. Two people use an ability on the left and right sides of Vert and go at him with a high speed attack. Vert easily grabs their blades again and redirects their momentum so they go right behind him and the other goes right in front of him. Both of them stumble into one of their allies and let out a painful grunt.


    3 more people try to attack Vert consecutively but he easily steps to the side and dodges all three of them. Vert lets out a long breath and smiles widely.


    "Good job everyone, you did amazing! You have all completed training for now, get some rest and make sure to eat your fill of food." Vert says happily. Cynthia is confused on how they did a good job as they never even came close to landing a hit on Vert but she thinks to herself that she is missing something. Vert turns his left and notices that Cynthia is finally awake. Vert walks up to her and Astral and gives them both a warm smile.


    "They have more promise than I thought, they all work well together."


    "But they didn''t even come close to hitting you?" Cynthia asks quizzically. Vert shakes his head at Cynthia''s remark as she was not here on what Vert wanted to teach them.


    "They could never land a hit on me for as long as I lived and I know that, so I taught them something else. I taught them how to have a suffocating fight style, one that requires insane teamwork and skill to execute. They did it perfectly though, not giving me one second to breathe. That fighting style is my favorite as it can kill a single target fairly easily." Vert says with confidence. Cynthia feels dumb for doubting what Vert thought and he becomes a genius in her mind, fighting wise at least.


    "So why did you stay asleep so long?" Vert asks worried. Cynthia looks up at the sun and realizes that she really had slept for a long time as it is about mid-day. Cynthia remembers being so embarrassed about sharing a bed with someone that she didn''t fall asleep til really late. Cynthia blushes at this fact and she remembers the dream she had last night.


    "I had a really nice dream... I didn''t want to wake up." Cynthia says shyly. Vert''s head tilts to the side as he is confused by this.


    "But when I woke up last night, you were sweating and mumbling nonsense. What type of nice dream would involve sweating?" Vert says and Astral eyes open wide. He covers his mouth to stop himself from laughing. Cynthia''s face blushes harder and she tries to push away the focus from her.


    "Don''t worry about it-."The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    "She was having a we- *muffled sounds*." Cynthia was interrupted by Astral and in response Cynthia put her hand over Astral mouth. She is laughing but nothing funny was said and her laugh sounds deadly. Cynthia looks over to Astral and her one eye that is in view turns from green to crimson red. Astral puts up his hand to show he has submitted and Cynthia removes her hand from his mouth. Vert stands there dumbfounded as he has no idea what is going on. Vert mouth opens and he seems to have gotten an idea.


    "Cynthia, I don''t know how strong you are. Let''s do a practice fight!" Vert says confidently.


    "W-W-What, right now?!" Cynthia asks while stuttering as she is caught off guard. Vert nods his head up and down and readies his fist. His expression becomes that of a focused one and it intimidates Cynthia. She has seen Vert''s power and she doesn''t want to be on the receiving end of that.


    "I don''t know. I don''t want to hurt you." Cynthia says as she grips the Scythe. Vert begins to laugh loudly at what Cynthia said.


    "You, hurt me?! In your dreams. You couldn''t even scratch me." Vert yells confidently. Cynthia''s eye brow begins to twitch to she Vert''s taunting is working.


    "Fine, if I manage to scratch you, you have to continue to make me breakfast every morning." Cynthia says while remembering how good breakfast was this morning. Astral decides to interject before any terms are made.


    "I don''t think you want that." Astral says. Cynthia turns towards Astral and gives him another death glare. Astral decides to give up now and pray for Cynthia''s safety if she manages to scratch Vert.


    "Alright. If I scratch you, you lose. I don''t want anything if you lose, so let the fight begin!" Vert yells. Cynthia disappears and reappears in front of Vert, he laughs and steps to the side, dodging the incoming Scythe. Vert flicks Cynthia on the forehead, punishing her for missing and teasing her more. Cynthia checks for a scratch and feels nothing so she continues on with the fight, becoming more angry and motivated. She dashes towards Vert again, swinging her Scythe horizontally compared to vertically so Vert can''t dodge it as easily.


    The Scythe is met with extreme resistance and stops completely. Cynthia looks and and Vert has a finger on the tip of the blade and it stopped it completely. He uses his free hand and flicks her in the head again, in the same spot as well. Cynthia becomes even angrier and taps into her power given to her by Vert. Her body becomes extremely light and faster then before. She disappears and 4 slashes in the air form around Vert, all of them being sent at him. Vert sighs and drops to the ground, dodging all 4 slashes right before they hit him. On his stomach, Vert looks up and Cynthia stands above him, Scythe in the and ready to be struck down into Vert''s body.


    "Huh. Nice speed." Vert says and Cynthia brings the Scythe down and Vert rolls over, dodging the blade aimed for his back. Now on his back and Cynthia''s Scythe stuck in the ground, Vert recovers and manages to do a kick up and land on his feet. He looks over to where Scythe was but she is gone now, only leaving a slit in the ground where her attack had missed. Cynthia decided to attack Vert from behind and is currently standing behind him. She brings down the Scythe vertically again. The Scythe is inches from Vert''s head and Cynthia starts to become worried.


    ''He is going to dodge isn''t he?!'' Cynthia thinks to herself as the Scythe is literally inches away from lodging itself into the back of the God''s skull. Cynthia tries to stop the momentum of the Scythe but she can''t as she put extra power into her swing. Cynthia closes her eyes so she doesn''t have to witness the killing of her own God, but when she does a stinging pain hits her cheek. She opens her eyes and sees Vert''s hand in touching her face. He has one finger pointed outwards and it scratched Cynthia''s cheek. Vert had maneuvered around the Scythe at the last moment, grabbed the long handled of the weapon and then ended the fight, all within the time span of under a second.


    Astral claps his hands, impressed at the high intensity and high speed fight that has happened before him. Vert laughs and can see Cynthia is still dumbfounded but happy she didn''t kill Vert. Vert gives her one last flick to the forehead and then pats her head. Cynthia drops her Scythe and rubs the spot that Vert has flicked 3 times with both of her hands.


    "Owwwww, you meanie! The fight was over!" Cynthia says with a whiny voice. Vert laughs as he continues to pat her head and he is surprised at how strong Cynthia is. He can''t tell if it is from the power she gets from being his hero or if it is how she was born, all Vert does know is that he is happy to have her at his side and he will not take that for granted, like the last two he was with. Vert looks around and sees that most of the people in his small army were watching and they all stand amazed. Vert can hear a few voices in his head as they pray to him. Vert feels a tiny tinge of power as they pray to him. Vert sighs and accepts the prayers to him.


    The sound of a horse can be heard coming into the village and Vert finally stops patting Cynthia''s head. He walks towards the sound of the horse and can see the uniform of Yuria''s army. The man pulls on the reigns of the horse and the horse stops right in front of Vert.


    "God of Death, Yuria, the Goddess of Protection, requests an audience with you." the messenger says while handing Vert a scroll. Vert accepts the scroll and gives the man a nod. The man turns his horse around and heads out of the village.


    ''Already? It hasn''t even been a day. So that means her kingdom must be close if that man got here so quickly.'' Vert thinks to himself. Vert turns to Cynthia.


    "Looks like your training is done for now. I have to answer this so I will talk to you later." Vert says and he makes his way back to the house. Cynthia looks depressed as she is all alone again. Plus she doesn''t trust that Yuria lady, she sounded like she had other plans in mind then just having as truce.


    "So... A hero that has fallen in love with their God. What a cute story." Astral says while standing behind Cynthia. Cynthia lets out a surprised yelp as she forgot Astral was there.


    "What do you mean ''fallen in love''?" Cynthia yells at Astral. Astral laughs and shakes his head.


    "To get to someone who has had barely any social contact in over 1,000 years, you''ll have to be more open about your feelings than that." Astral says. Cynthia looks confused and conflicted at what Astral.


    "Barely any social contact in over 1,000 years? How do you know that?" Cynthia asks, ignoring the last part of Astral sentence.


    "Vert told me about it. He was first exposed to this world no to long ago. Before that he only met people who tried to kill him. That''s why he seems so carefree about everything, because he doesn''t know better." Astral says. Cynthia becomes intrigued about Vert''s past.


    "Tell me everything you know about my God''s past please." Cynthia says.

 The Wicked Ones. Chapter 52.

    The scroll in front of Yuria catches fire and completely disappear from existence. Yuria giggles in pleasure as she had fairly enjoyed her last conversation with the God of Death. Yuria gets up from her chair and walks out of her bedroom.


    Yuria is met with a faithful servant bowing to her as Yuria exits the room. She lifts her hand to acknowledge their presence and they rise from their bow. The man who bowed has long rabbit ears that seem to twitch at the slightest sound. He seems to be holding an urgent message for Yuria and has been waiting for her to leave her room so he can deliver it.


    Yuria opens up the letter and can see The Wicked ones insignia stamped on it. Yuria clicks her tongue in annoyance as she knows that she will not like whatever news is in it. Finally opening it, Yuria can see that her initial suspicions were right. The following is what is written on the letter.


    "Dear Yuria, Leader of The Kindred and Goddess of Protection


    We have had our eyes on someone named the God of Death for a long time now and we wish that you would step back in your association with him. He would be a perfect fits in our beliefs and the way we handle operations. This not us asking for you to step away from him but us telling you to back away and no longer try to harm the God of Death. You know what we can do and we will easily go to war with The Kindred and send you back to your rooms where you belong to protect a fellow God who is wicked to the soul. Revoke your truce with the God of Death now, or there will be severe consequences.


    Sincerely, God of Fear, Mikael."


    Yuria sighs at the ignorance of Mikael and The Wicked ones as they seem to believe Yuria wishes to harm the God of Death in some way but that is actually a fallacy. She has a major interest in the God of Death as she has watched him for a long time now. When Yuria found out that the God of Death had left his room, she couldn''t contain the excitement within her and has been constantly watching him ever since. Yuria even almost started a war against the Army of Gods for trying to kill him.


    Luckily Vert managed to kill the God of Deception and the Goddess of Music before war was started, leaving the Army of Gods severely injured in pure strength. The Army of Gods have pulled back from a lot of their operations since the siblings death and they are currently trying to recuperate.


    Hope is also down a leader so they have also pulled back from their operations on making Androids and Mind Control Necklaces, which Yuria managed to steal before The Wicked ones made it to The Pit. All of this way done by one lone God and his amazing powers, and Yuria loved that. Every time she thought about the pure power that resides within Vert, Yuria can''t help herself and smiles while blushing deeply. She wants him, no she needs him on her side. Yuria will absolutely refuse The Wicked Ones threats and use her truce with Vert to her advantage.


    As the pointed tail coming out of Yuria''s backside swish back and forth and her face becomes more and more pleasure filled, Yuria''s servant coughs loudly, waiting for orders. Yuria snaps out of her pleasure filled thoughts and gives the servant her response. The servant''s eyes go wide as he did not expect this kind of response from his Goddess but the man bows his head and leaves Yuria''s sight to go write the message to The Wicked Ones.


    Yuria sighs as she calms herself down as the succubus within her was starting to show its true sides. Yuria puts on the facade as a elegant and proper God and prepares herself for the rest of the day.


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    Vert leaves his house as he finishes his conversation with the Goddess of Protection. As he walks down the hill to the village, the book around Vert''s neck bounces around wildly. Vert begins to do slight dance moves as he gets a song stuck in his head. He is also thinking about the weird conversation he had with Yuria.Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    ''She just wanted to talk about what we liked and what our interests were. It was more like an everyday talk rather than something important but hey, I won''t complain.'' Vert thinks to himself as he approaches the center of the village. Vert spots Astral and Cynthia talking to each other in the middle of the village and he smiles to himself. Vert is glad to see his summoned demon and his hero is able to get along. Something is wrong though.


    Cynthia''s expression looks like someone had given her a puppy and then took it away. Tears are filling her eyes as she listens to every single word that Astral says and they all seem to hit her right in her feelings. Vert walks up to the two and is able to hear Astral finish his story.


    "... And that''s how ended up here, throughout all those hardships and he is still able to smile as the days go by. Oh, hey Master." Astral says while waving his hand to Vert. Vert waves his hand back at Astral and then to Cynthia. Cynthia says nothing as she walks towards Vert. Cynthia puts out her arms as she comes close to Vert and grabs his head, pulling him down to her shoulder and into an embrace. Vert gives Astral distressed eyes as he doesn''t know what is happening and Astral simply shrugs his shoulders.


    Cynthia pets Vert head as she has heard all the hardships he has had to go through. Making friends, learning that they tricked you and watching the other one get killed in front of you, being immediately captured afterwards and almost having your powers stolen. Cynthia thinks that Vert must have severe depression at this point and is trying to cheer him up with a nice embrace and some encouraging words.


    As Cynthia rubs the top of Vert''s head while holding him down to her, Vert decides to take a free hug and he wraps his arms around Cynthia''s waist.


    "I will never leave you... You are my God and I can promise that I will also be by your side... Ok?" Cynthia whispers into Vert''s ears and Vert can feel something tense up in his heart. He shakes his head up and down and grips Cynthia tighter. As much as Vert wishes he could forget the events of the past, he truly can''t and he has yet to truly stop thinking about Emeralda and Liafa. This is hug is a nice change of pace for the God of Death and he can feel new feelings for Cynthia begin to stir inside of him.


    The feelings aren''t that of a God and their hero but something more. Like, bestfriends. An attachment telling you that this person will be important in your life and you should treasure that. After staying a little bit longer in Cynthia''s embrace, Vert lets go of her waist to show he is ok now and Cynthia lets go of Vert, even if it was reluctantly. Vert turns to Astral and opens his arms.


    Astral gives him a weird glare and Vert waves his hands, telling Astral to come here. Astral shakes his head and no but Vert doesn''t put down his arms. Vert waves his hands and Astral shakes his head no again but Astral knows there is no way out of this.


    "Come here Astral." Vert says and Astral''s legs begin to move on their own. Astral begins to let out a verbal protest.


    "No... No... Nooo... Why?" Astral says as he comes closer and closer to Vert. Finally in front of Vert, Vert gives Astral a big hug and pats his back. Astral looks around awkwardly and keeps his arms to his side. Cynthia giggles at the sight before her and Astral sighs, accepting the hug from his Master. Vert lets go of Astral and looks at him with a smile.


    "See that wasn''t so bad, was it?" Vert asks.


    "It wasn''t as bad as I thought, it was worse." Astral says annoyed. Vert laughs and lightly punches Astral''s shoulder while laughing. Astral coughs to clear his throat and forget about what has just happened.


    "So what are we going to do now Master?" Astral asks as he wants to stop standing around. Vert thinks to himself for a moment and then remembers what they were supposed to do next.


    "Astral, take all of the armor and weapons you looted from whoever you killed last night and give it to the village. The only thing you will not give to them is 2 cloaks if there is any. Cynthia and I will need them for what we are going to go do." Vert says. Astral bows his head to accept this request and Astral turns into mist which rapidly heads for the house.


    Cynthia looks confused as she doesn''t know what Vert has in mind. Vert turns around and looks at Cynthia and tells her today''s plans.


    "Astral found a Bandit''s Den last night that actually had a lot of money stored up inside of it. So with this money we will be going to the nearest city and we will go on a shopping spree." Vert says with a smile.

 Rante. Chapter 53.

    The soft jingle of a bell is heard as Vert and Cynthia hurriedly make their way into the warm building. Vert managed to sneak their way into the nearest city but it had begun raining fairly heavily and the temperature outside dropped several degrees rapidly. Not wanting Cynthia to become sick, Vert pulled her into the nearest building and their heads turn back and forth to soak in the beautiful surroundings around them.


    Little did Vert know, he had snuck into the richest district in the city of Rante, known as the Royal Garden. It is revered as one of the richest and most breath taking places in the world and it obviously shows as Cynthia''s eyes light up with a sense of excitement and wonder. Vert''s mouth was slightly agape and he let out an audible ''huh'' as he is stunned by the interior of the building.


    The building is fairly large with its walls be made of pure marble that lets off a slick white shine. The walls are adorned with several patterns of trim that shine a bright gold color. In the middle of the room, about 20 feet into the air, is a large blue crystal that gleams brilliantly. It seems to be the light source of the room.


    The furnitureare all bright white with gold trim so it can match the walls and at the other side of the room there is a large counter with a smiling lady standing behind it. The smile on the woman''s face is painfully forced but Vert decides that is for a reason.


    Vert grabs Cynthia''s arm and pulls her towards the counter so they can ask what this place is and maybe find some directions to the places Vert has in mind. As they approach the woman, the woman tilts her head to the side skeptically as she has never seen these two before and they most likely don''t have enough money for the services provided here.


    "Welcome to the Maiden Palace! My I ask what services you are looking for?" the woman asks in a sweet voice she has rehearsed and said a million times over. Vert strokes his chin slightly and as he is thinking of a response, he can feel the sharp stubble of a beard that he has never felt before. Vert is confused by this sudden growth of stubble but decides to ignore it for now.


    "What services do you provide exactly?" Vert asks deciding that this is the best form of action. The name Maiden''s Palace doesn''t offer any hints as to what this place is nor does Vert surrounds tell him this place is specialized in anything in particular. Even though he might seem like an outsider, Vert figures it is fine as long as he gets some information in return.


    "Well, we offer many services in the Maiden''s Palace. We are mainly known as an exquisite Inn for royalty. We also offer a Spa to residents or people who book an appointment. Our staff is trained to please every one of your needs in any way shape or form. Our women our also known as some of the most skilled and pleasurable masseuses in this country. They even offer happy endings to special people." the woman says with confidence.


    Vert face recoils a little as the end of her statement had caught him by surprise. He doesn''t exactly know what a ''Happy Ending'' is but it won''t hurt to ask right.


    "What exactly is a happy ending and how do I get on-." Vert''s question is cut off as the wind is knocked out of him unexpectedly. Cynthia sent her elbow directly into Vert''s rib cage to prevent him from talking about that topic any further and her face is visibly twitching in anger.


    "That''s enough about that," Cynthia says in an agitated voice, "how much is a room a night?"


    "Well that depends on how much money you have. If you show me how much you are willing to pay I can narrow down a room appropriate for you." the woman says with a skeptical voice. She highly doubts they even have a piece of gold to their name, let alone be able to afford a room here so the woman mentally readies her ''sorry, but I''m going to have to ask you to leave'' sentence.


    Cynthia gestures for Vert to show woman the money he had and Vert grabs the pouch attached to his waist. He turns the bag upside down and the clinking sound of metal coins hitting marble echo throughout the huge lobby. As the last of the 47 coins hits the counter, the woman''s eyes open so wide and her jaw drops so far that she is rendered speechless for a few seconds.


    The woman instantly bows her head to the two and the woman searches her mind for when she went wrong.


    ''No one simply carries 10 platinum coins and 37 gold coins around! These people must be foreign royalty that has come to visit the Maiden''s Palace. Maybe them asking about this place was a test to see how are staff is trained to meet different types of people... If they think I have disrespected them... My head will surely be cut of by the end of the day I can feel it!'' the woman screams in her head.


    "I-I-I am sorry for being rude towards you! Please forgive me!" the woman yells as tears begin to form in her eyes. Cynthia is dumbfounded and Vert simply shrugs his shoulders.


    "I mean, it''s alright young lady. Oh geez, you are crying. Uhhhhhh,I didn''t feel as if your behavior was rude so please pick your head up. "


    Vert tries to think about anything he had done to upset the lady so much but even though he searches through his brain and goes through every sentence that was said, he can''t think of how he managed to make this woman cry. Ever since Vert told the woman to pick her head up, she seemed to calm herself down quite rapidly.


    "If you say so... If you are looking for a room that will most likely fit your tastes, I would suggest the most expensive room we have to offer called the Maiden''s Paradise. It comes accompanied with a bed fit for a king and it''s own miniature Spa equipped with several Maiden''s trained for pleasing the most hardened men in anyway imaginably possible. It will cost 1 gold a night." the woman says with a shaky but informative voice. Vert goes to say something but is cut off by Cynthia.


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    "No thank you, we would like something not to luxurious but nice enough to be eye pleasing. Also, no Maiden''s of any kind! Is that ok with you?" Cynthia says with a cold smile on her face pointed at Vert. Vert doesn''t know what it is but anytime the woman mentions something about woman being trained to please men, Cynthia tends to get angry and tries to avoid it at all costs. Not wanting to upset the person closest to him at the moment, Vert does not dare to go against Cynthia.


    "Fine by me, are there any rooms that fit my lady''s wishes?" Vert says in a slightly posh voice to show he is of higher standard since he now understands what this place is. It is an Inn for the extremely rich and by the way the woman acted towards him, Vert assumes the woman think they are royalty.


    As soon as the words "my lady" hit Cynthia''s ears, they began to blush a bright red, followed by her facing flushing the same bright red color her ears are. Vert had said ''my lady'' to show that they were together in company but Cynthia took it as Vert implying that they were together, as in romantically.


    "Then you would like a Red Rose Room. They are not very big but the eye catching furniture and view of the city sets this room above the other rooms. It also comes with its own bath made for 2. The cost is 20 silver a night." the woman says. Cynthia looks up at Vert, still blushing, to see if he was ok with this, for he is her God and his decision was final.


    "Sure, let''s go with that for 5 nights. That should be one gold piece correct?" Vert asks. The woman nods her head up and down to show that Vert is correct.


    The woman takes a shining gold piece away from the rest of the pile and then grabs the empty bag he had placed on the counter when he showed all of his wealth. The woman first puts all of the gold back into the bag and then all that is left is the platinum pieces. The worried woman slowly picks up each piece with extreme caution and gently places them into the bag. The reason for this is because platinum pieces of currency were so rare that if the woman had even put a dent or scratch onto one, the owner of it might make the woman pay of the damages of the valuable coin that mainly royalty possessed


    Now, you may be wondering, "How did Vert obtain such pieces of currency when the currency came from a Bandit''s Den?" and to that, the answer is that the bandit''s had looted the burnt down village of M.A.A.D. City. In M.A.A.D. City, Vert had stored the ten platinum pieces he had gotten from his milestone when Vert first came to Zeneva. The bandit''s had come home to their den to gather their stuff and make away with the money but were greeted by Astral and they were all swiftly taken care of and the money returned to Vert.


    With all of the money back into the pouch and returned to Vert''s side, the woman went through a door that is behind the counter and vanished for a few seconds. Upon returning, the woman handed a key to Vert that read the number "31" on it. Vert thanked the woman and she showed the two the way to their room. Finally at the room, the woman deeply bows to Vert.


    "Lunch is getting ready to be served in about 30 minutes. If you are not here or wish to eat somewhere else, then dinner will be served in about 7 hours. Of course it will be brought to you. Thank you for choosing the Maiden''s Palace." the woman says and she finally leaves the two alone. Vert lets out a sigh of relief as he doesn''t prefer to be treated as if he is royalty, even though he is a God to these people. Vert would rather have a casual atmosphere with everyone rather than be revered.


    Cynthia also sighs a breath of relief as the topic of ''Maidens'' and ''pleasing men'' will most likely not come up for a while. One thing is bugging her though.


    "Hey, why did you buy this room for 5 nights?" Cynthia asks with her voice full of curiosity.


    "Since we are here, might as well enjoy it right? I have Astral making sure nothing happens back at the village and if anything does happen, I can easily make my way back, right?" Vert says as it had only took him a minute to travel the long distance to Rante.


    "I guess you are right. Now unlock the door! I want to get this wet cloak off of me!" Cynthia demands. Vert laughs as he sticks the key in the door and unlocks it. Their eyes are met with an elegant room thats windows is being pelted by heavy rain. Inside the room, the two can see the woman at the front counter wasn''t kidding as every piece of furniture in the room has something gold embedded into it.


    There are a few cushioned seats that were placed near a warm campfire and there was a table with a few chairs accompanying it. Other than there was a large bed, a door which Vert assumes leads to the bathroom and bath and finally a large balcony is placed outside.


    Unfortunately, the balcony is unusable due to the weather conditions. Cynthia is all ''Oooh''s and ''Ahhh''s as she looks at everything in the room and Vert unwraps the wet cloak from his body. He sets the cloak on a coat rack and makes his way to the bed. Vert sits down on the bed and is amazed by the softness of it. Vert falls backwards and his back is filled with the heavenly feeling of the beds cushioning. Vert sighs a breath of pleasure and closes his eyes.


    Vert had told Cynthia that he came her to shop around and enjoy the city, but there is something bigger than that to his plan. Information is what he needs to become stronger in his current situation, and he plans on getting it.

 Connecting Over Time. Chapter 2

    "''Cause day and night. The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at night. He''s all alone somethings will never change. The lonely loner seems to free his mind at night."


    Vert is singing "Day n Nite" by Kid Cudi while sitting on his usual, blood stained rock. He starts to smell a rotting and decaying smell of several corpses and then Vert remembers what had happened a few days ago.


    ''Oh that''s right, I have to loot them before they are eaten by the dungeon. *Tsk* This woman had a small one inside of her, that''s like the fifth time this has happened. I wonder why?''


    The God of Death begins boringly to take the clothes off the adventurers while still singing his never ending music. Once they are all naked, the floor beneath them opens wide like a mouth and swallows everything whole. Vert throws all of the things he thinks is valuable onto his continually growing treasure pile. As Vert does this meaningless task of making his treasure pile bigger, he can hear a raspy and wheezing voice on the other side of his door.


    ''Oh great, I just cleaned up the other ones too. There is only one, maybe they were with the other ones... Ohhhh, what''s this.'' Vert thinks to himself, full of curiosity at what is before him.


    Vert senses the aura of the person that has entered his room and it is not an aura of fighting, but more of fear. They don''t even seem to be the same race as the others either. Vert doesn''t really know what it is, he has only fought humans but this one has scales on their body.


    "Ehhhhhhh~!"


    The thing begins to screech as it sees Vert. Vert slightly cringes at the loud screech and covers his ears in annoyance. Shaking his head for a second to get rid of the pestering ringing left after the screech, vert finally starts to get a good look at the thing before him.


    ''Is that... A tail? She looks human, about 5''6 and long blonde hair. Her cheeks are scaled though. The scales seem to shimmer with a dark green color. Her eyes are a bright pink color and her pupils are slits compared to the circles that humans have. She has a bigger chest compared to the others but wouldn''t that just get in the way of fighting? *Tsk* Inconvenient.''


    The creature has its back against the wall and begins to cry as it stares at Vert with nothing but fear. Vert begins to slowly walk towards the thing with his sharpened gauntlets ready to kill it. The song he was singing had been stopped due to the presence inside of his room, and she needs to pay for this with her life. The creature begins to cower under Vert as he stands over her. Vert is 6''5 so he is taller than the average being.


    "I''ll do anything! Anything at all! Just please don''t kill me!"


    Vert is immediately taken aback by what the creature just said. The reason for this is because he actually understands her. All the other people speak in a language he can not comprehend but she is speaking the same language as Vert. As Vert tries to speak to the creature, more people burst through the door before he can.


    "Where is she?! I paid 18 gold coins just to have my sex slave run away-!"


    As one of the men started yelling in Vert''s room, he is cut off by a magical voice pulling him up into the air. The man struggles and kicks at the mystical force pulling him into the air and he turns he glance towards the God of Death himself. Vert laughs as he forms his raised hand into a fist and the man''s head explodes.


    ''Someone to talk to... Hahahahah, finally. After so long I will not be alone. I won''t have to live in this eternal hell by myself anymore!''


    Vert begins to walk towards the other four with the glowing eyes of a mad man. His hysterical laughter echoes throughout the room and resonates with the 4 men''s souls. The air smells like blood and the 4 other men began to vomit. Apparently, the sight of their friend''s head exploding is too much for them. One of the four horrified looking men looks is met with a sudden strike of Vert''s fist to his terror stricken face. A massive hole is created in the man''s face and his brain splatters all over the others. They begin to crawl backwards as Vert has a demonic smile on his face accompanied with the horrifying laughter.


    ''I can''t hold back! Someone to talk to and to listen to music with! This feeling surging through me. Is this "happiness" that I hear about all the time in the songs?!''


    Vert appears before one of the men and sticks his hands into their head and rips them in half with ease. One of the men faints as the other one begins shrieking in pure horror.


    ''Ew, what a putrid sound.''


    "Silence."


    Vert says the word to his spell and the shrieks of terror are ended with the sound of squishing. The man''s throat had exploded and his vocal cords were ripped out by a magical force. The final man is passed out on the floor, laying down in his own urine.


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    Vert walks up to him and stomps his foot on the man''s head. The head is easily squashed under the force of Vert''s metal boots and his blood is sent throughout the room.


    Vert turns back to the creature. She isn''t looking at Vert in fear but in fact amazement. Vert closes the distance between them in an instant and is in front of the creature again. This startles the creature and it lets out a small whelp of being surprised.


    "Your name, what is it?"


    "My n-n-name? It is Emeralda."


    "Alright, I am Vert. What are you and how did you get here?"


    "I am a female of the Draconic race. I was sold by my father as a peace offering to the human kingdom, then I was bought by the 13th Hero which he tried using me as a sex slave. Before he could do anything to me, he was sent to the dungeon to help conquer the 7 godly beings and claim the power to become a god. I was told to come with him and to "keep him company" on his journey. As soon as some monsters attacked our camp I ran away and ended up here."


    Vert has never heard of this "claim the power to become a god himself", but that isn''t important right now.


    "Where is this "Hero"?"


    "Right there."


    As the teary-eyed Emeralda points to the pathetic corpse of the first man Vert killed, Vert remembers how he had easily use his Death magic on this so-called "Hero". He looks back at Emeralda, who is beginning to cry as she remembers her past and what has happened to her, so he goes to gently pat her head.


    As Vert lifts his hand, Emeralda winces as if he is going to hit her but is surprised when his hand gently caressed her head. She looks up at Vert and can feel something start to burn in her chest. Emeralda realizes what has happened. She has imprinted on the man who saved her. Imprint is when you meet the one you are destined to be with for forever, and it rarely happens within the solitary life for the Draconic race. A thought crosses her mind and the Draconic lady decides to confront the Death God.


    "How can you understand me?"


    "I don''t know, we speak the same language so I thought it was obvious? Anyways, with the threat being gone and you seemingly being fine now, do you know what music is?" Emeralda nods her head up and down to show that their is some knowledge of music within her head.


    Most people in the world couldn''t speak Draconic so that is why Emeralda is extremely confused. She also barely knows anything about music but Emeralda has heard it a few times. The Draconic lady particularly likes the piano.


    Vert thinks about all the songs he could listen to and decide to listen to "That''s what I like" by Bruno Mars. He begins walking back to his rock while singing to his newly found companion. She has a very perplexed expression on her face and can''t understand the sounds that fills her ears.


    The song goes on and Emeralda can feel happiness seep into her body. She can''t tell where it was coming from, but she thinks it is from the foreign type of music Vert is playing. As the end of the song is coming near, Vert couldn''t help himself and starts singing as loud as possible to the catchy tune.


    "You say you want a good time. Well here I am, baby, here I am, baby. Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me. Talk to me, tell me what''s on your mind. What''s on your mind? If you want it, girl, come and get it. All this is here for you. Tell me baby, tell me, tell me baby. What you tryna do?!"


    As the final chorus comes up, Emeralda begins clapping to the singing performance laid out by her savior, ultimately interrupting him and killing the groove of the song. Vert just looks down at the woman with an annoyed look.


    "If you''re gonna interrupt my music, then I will have to kill you. I kept you as someone to talk to and for me not to be alone all the time. I am not afraid to kill you and not feel bad about it. You need to know your place, you are basically a pet to me."


    Emeralda face is turned into one of fear again after hearing this statement. She has basically been deemed near worthless in Vert''s eyes. Then again he is the God of Death, but Emeralda will not just sit idle by and be considered his pet. She wants to be more than that.


    Emeralda begins stirring a plan in her brain to be upgraded to the stage of friend. She isn''t confident in her singing voice and her strength in fighting is nothing compared to the literal God of Death, but there is something she has that other women don''t.


    ''I can use my body.... Actually, what would a God want with me, maybe we can just connect more over time.''


    Emeralda sighs as Vert''s music continues on and he goes back to singing, acting like making a death threat to someone was a daily occurence to him.

 Achievements. Chapter 3

    ''Vert''s music, It is an interesting thing. Spending time with Vert has shown me the beauty of music and all of its forms. His music can make someone happy, sad, angry, or excited. I have felt so many emotions in such a short amount of time I think I am becoming emotionally unstable.''


    Emeralda lets out a small, sweet laugh as she thinks to herself while sitting beside Vert''s rock. Vert is of course on the battle scarred rock, listening to music as usual and the song right now was "Wanted Dead or Alive" by Bon Jovi. It gives you a great feeling of being rebellious and makes you want you to do something illegal, something exhilarating. Vert is singing loudly to the music.


    "I walk these streets. A loaded six-string on my back. I play for keeps ''cause I might not make it back. I been everywhere, still, I''m standing tall! I''ve seen a million faces, and I''ve rocked them all!"


    The final chorus begins and the song just ends abruptly. Emeralda, who was enjoying the music, quickly turns to Vert to see why he stopped. Vert is staring towards the ceiling, and his eyes are fixated on something unknown.


    Vert can feel the presence of something and it is bothering him immensely. He can see a faint light coming from the darkness of his room, so he decides to investigate the object. Vert is in an all-out alert mode due to the fact he has seen every individual inch of this room but has never seen this glowing light before.


    As he approaches the ground below the glowing object, it falls from the ceiling and into Vert''s metallic gauntlets. It is a small light blue gem that has something inside. Vert easily cracks open the fragile gem and sees a small note inside.


    "Congrats God of Death! You have complete an achievement and some knowledge will be returned to you. These will include your certain parts of your former knowledge of objects, people, actions, and feelings. - Council of Gods"


    "Wait, what?"


    A ball of light comes out of the opening of the small gem and inserts itself inside of Vert''s skull. He becomes completely overwhelmed as sudden flashes of thoughts go through Vert''s mind. He is so overwhelmed that he is put down onto one knee and he needs to place a hand on the ground to prop himself up. Vert can''t explain what is going on as his mind is filled with new found knowledge.


    ''Love. Fear. Excitement. Sorrow. Language. These are all thoughts racing through me and I can actually register these feelings as being inside of me. How did this happen? What were the requirements to finish this achievement and what are the requirements for the others? I''ll have to think about it later. First I have to deal with this softness on my face.''


    Emeralda had seen what had happened to Vert and rushed over to him. As he was one hand and knee he started muttering things she couldn''t understand while nearly crying and ripping at his hair. The only thing she thought she can do is try to comfort Vert by giving him a place to rest in case he passes out. Emeralda sits down and grabs Vert''s head, forcing it down onto her lap and she begins to gently stroke his head.


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    He looks up at Emeralda as she continues to gently caress his head. She notices something though, he is blushing.


    ''Wait a second.''


    Emeralda picked up Vert''s face and she looks really closely. Her guess is that she has been here for about a month and she had never seen him blush once no matter what she tried. She has rather taken a kind liking to the Death God. He has protected Emeralda, fed her, showed her new things and even watched over her will she was sick for about a week.


    On top of that, he has introduced Emeralda into the wonderful world of music. She decides to take this chance and go in and maybe thank Vert for what she has done. She closes her lips and tries to bring Vert into a kiss.


    Hint on the word tries. Vert puts out his hand and nearly covers Emeralda''s whole face. She lets out a defeated sigh as Emeralda knows not to push the matter further and she pulls her face away from Vert''s hand.


    "What were you trying to do?" Vert asks this with a tone of curiosity in his voice but his face says he is serious and wants an answer.


    "I was trying too..... Um.... Make sure you didn''t have a fever!" Emeralda says while laughing nervously in between words. She prays to Vert that he will believe it but what she doesn''t know is that Vert doesn''t really know much. He barely knows what a fever is or how to check for them, so Vert easily believes Emeralda.


    "Well thank you, but I highly doubt I could be affected by such a weak symptom of disease. My immune system is unrivaled compared to your standards." Vert says with confidence. As Vert finishes his sentence, his mouth turns agape. Vert cannot believe the string of information that came out of his mouth. Just the fact that is wasn''t related to music or killing someone is impressive in itself.


    Vert gets up from his lying down position and looks around his room. Everything becomes more clear now, Vert can remember the number of insults thrown at him while he murder many generations of heroes and now he understands what they have said now.


    One thing he doesn''t know though is why they intended to kill Vert. Why all the heroes tried so hard just to kill someone stuck inside of a room. Vert sighs at this thought and shakes his head.


    ''Foolish people.'' Vert thinks to himself.


    Emeralda gets up and stands beside Vert, who is staring at the door, being the only way in and out of this room. Vert has a fierce determination in his eyes as he plans on what he should do next.


    ''An achievement gave me this knowledge and feelings, so that must mean there are more I can complete and gain more power with... But what are the situations to complete this achievement? Maybe it lies beyond this door...''


    Vert walks up to the door he has been staring at and proceeds to size it up. Emeralda slightly tilts her due to confusion on what is doing but it will all come into view to her in a second. Vert pulls his fist back and puts all of his power into it. With a swift punch that cut through the air itself, an explosion of force hits the door and causes an ear shattering boom.

 Promises have been made. Chapter 6

    Vert stands there unmoving as he stares deeply at the black streak engraved into the ground that utterly reeks of death magic. A unfamiliar feeling begins to well up inside of his chest.


    ''Killing people has never affected me before... Yet why does it hurt this time...''


    Vert''s right hand grips at his black shirt that has been on his person since he has awaken inside of this boring hole in the ground. His left hand tenses to the point that his godly joints begin cracking and his metal gauntlets groan in pain as they are about to shatter.


    ''I haven''t known this lizard lady long at all, yet why do I feel so attached. It feels like a piece of my soul is being ripped from my body!''


    Vert looks up to the ceiling as the pain refuse to disappear. He tries to tell himself that he shouldn''t feel like this. Something inside of him starts to bend to the point where it is about to snap until finally the pain stops. Whatever was inside Vert becomes less stressed and returns to a point where Vert can''t even feel it anymore.


    He has never felt this thing before but it slightly terrifies him as to what will happen if it snaps so he tries to calm himself down. Vert''s shaky breathing finally begins to calm down and his eyes turn a dull shade of brown as Vert feels the overwhelming tide that is depression.


    His only friend in thousands of years was murdered by his own hands, and he even got rewarded for it. A flash of red flashes in the eyes of Vert and he grits his teeth. Vert manages to unclasp his jaw and make a vow to the heavens where he assumes this ''Council of Gods'' resides.


    "I swear that I will end this sick system you have going on if it is the last thing I do! DO YOU HEAR ME?!" Vert yells at the top of his lungs and causes the whole cave system to violently shudder and the caves threaten to collapse.


    *In a spacious room high in the heavens*


    A man with many wings smirks as he stares into a pool where a picture is being projected into. The huge figure prepares himself for the booming voice coming straight for him.


    "I swear that I will end this sick system you have going on if it is the last thing I do! DO YOU HEAR ME?!"


    Seraph shakes his massive head to get the ringing out of his ears. He hasn''t heard a sound so loud since Apollyon killed Victoria and Leon, Seraph''s parents.


    Seraph isn''t scared by this promise though as a wide smile spreads across his face and his golden eyes shine a bright golden hue. A soothing yet deep voice shouts back at Vert, yet doesn''t leave the spaces of the Heavens.


    "Good.... GOOD! Help me fulfill Uncle''s wishes! Win for me my champion! Make me the chairman and I will make you my successor!" the Angel God Seraph yells in excitement as he watches his uncle''s favorite prodigy begin to grow up. Even if it was with some from some outside help from a certain God of War.If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.


    "Dolos doesn''t even know what fire he is poking right now.... Hahaha, hopefully he won''t complain after Vert gets a hold of his champion."


    The Angel God Seraph''s eyes shine as he is excited for the beginning of his champions journey towards the life of a god Vert was deprived of.


    *Back in Vert''s cave*


    Vert finally finishes his ranting and is left to sulk in depression by himself.


    "Atleast the pain is gone." Vert says aloud to no one in particular.


    "What pain?" a young voice asks back to the God of Death.


    Vert raises an eyebrow and slowly turns around. His eyes become huge as a 3'' tall and blonde haired girl stands in front of him, covered head to toe in scales. A familiar pair of bright pink eyes stare at Vert and the young girl has a slight tilt in her head.


    Vert''s dull eyes with a tinge of red instantly flash back with light and the small red streak disappears quickly. Vert vanishes and reappears in front of the young Emeralda and startles the girl. He then picks her up and closely observes her from head to toe.


    "Ehhhh?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING PUT ME DOWN!" Emeralda shrieks at the top of her lungs. Vert does just that and drops the girl on the spot. She falls to the floor with an thud and stares angrily at the tall god.


    "What was that for you dumbass!" Emeralda roars at Vert. He just has a dumbfounded look on his face. He was in a shattered state just a few seconds ago but now he is just completely dumbstruck. The reason for this is he knows for a fact she died as he gained powers from it, and there is no one Vert has ever met that can see his death magic and see to live the tale so why is Emeralda alive now? Also...


    "Why are you A KID?!" Vert yells at the top of his lungs. The lizard girl grits her teeth in anger as she is mad that Vert dropped her like she was hot and is now questioning her instead of being happy that she is alive. Emeralda manages to pick herself up and brushes the dirt off her scaly body and then walks over to the pile of clothes of the many adventures that meet Vert''s wrath.


    She puts on a black long dress that barely fits her child body and angrily lets out a ''Harrumph'' and walks back over to Vert will calming down her pride.


    "It is a rare trait of the dragon race you idiot, we can regenerate from a single cell as long as we have stored up enough natural energy. We must regrow from that cell back to our form, growing up all over again. Also DON''T DROP ME LIKE THAT!" Emeralda yells as she kicks the God in the shins. She immediately regrets this as Vert has Metal Grieves that are essentially boots made out of pure metal. Small spikes cover the tip of them, adding more ways for the Death God to take your life.


    Vert rubs his chin and mulls over this new information as Emeralda rolls around on the ground holding her now injured foot. Not everything seems to add up yet Vert knows he doesn''t know much about this world and anything is possible... probably.


    Vert then shrugs his shoulders and doesn''t complain since he has his only friend ever back and as lively as ever even if she got hit by a death beam. Vert then walks over to the girl in pain and goes down on one knee and looks at the girl straight in the eyes.


    She is startled by this and begins to sweat as the God of Death is peering deep into her soul. He then pulls the girl into a strong bear hug. The girl feels constricted and almost begins to protest but Vert cuts her off.


    "I''m sorry for hurting you... I will do everything I can to make it up to you... I''m just glad you''re back now." Vert says with a hint of deep emotion. Emeralda smiles and pats the God on the back. With a soft voice she responds.


    "Don''t worry. I forgive you and I''d never leave you."


    Vert lets the girl go from the embrace and smiles at her. With a new wave of motivation and a pep in his step, Vert looks back towards where he murdered Zanack and his fools. This is a way that can possibly lead to Vert''s escape from this boring place and give the poor Death God his first taste of freedom.

 Ill show what Death Incarnate looks like. Chapter 5.

    The ground shaking roar of Vert forces the 12 remaining people alive to completely cover their ears and wince in pain. Something about Vert''s shout was abnormal to them as it was amplified several times louder than it should''ve been.


    Zanack finally regains himself and brushes his long blonde hair covering his eyes to the side, finally getting a good look at the monster before him. Vert isintimidatingly tall being 6''5 (a little over 195cm for you Metric System readers) and his body is slim yet his ripped and the tone muscles on his body say that he is not to be underestimated in a brawl in strength.


    Zanack grinds his teeth back and forth with extreme force as his final obstacle in standing in front of him yet he doesn''t feel excited, or is full of anticipation, all Zanack can feel is a deep numbness and fear. Zanack can hear the shaking of armor of his comrades and it brings Zanack to his senses.


    The numbness fades away and calmness flushes over Zanack. Zanack has a goal that he must accomplish and he knows that his comrades are commendable and capable, so there is nothing to worry about... Right?


    "God of Death!You have been a thorn in my kingdom for a long time, but here and now, you time is coming to an end!" Zanack yells with a hoarse voice but there is a small hint in confidence in it.


    Vert chuckles and glares at Zanack with an eyebrow raised. After a thorough examination, Vert shrugs his shoulder.


    "Alright, try me, but I''ll keep my promise. Your death will be painless, for the most part.... Pump the Beat."


    A shockwave of power is emitted from Vert''s body and blows wind in every direction in the dark and damp cave. The human heroes and their king is forced to shield their eyes or they will risk debris ruining their eyesight forever.


    A strange sound follows the shockwaves yet no one really understands or knows what it is. It is a song called Pump the Beat that boasts hard beats that matches Vert''s hard hits in fights. This song was of course to stave Vert''s boredom as he fights these weaklings.


    As the unusual and shrill sounding beats play, Vert begins his onslaught by aiming for the guy directly in the back.


    WHOOOOSHH~!


    Using his insane speed, Vert rushes towards the wall to the right of the Human''s and runs up it, not losing his speed on the way. Moving from 0 to a speed the untrained eye cannot speed caused a loud sound to boom throughout the cave system and more wind to pulsate as if the cave was breathing heavily.


    With Vert running up the wall, he then proceeds to the ceiling and makes it above the hero directly in the back. They have still yet to realize what has happened and Vert smiles. Flexing his legs and jumping with the power of a God, Vert sends himself towards the ground and he rears back his hand.


    Having gauntlets that produce his songs, Vert values them highly yet he fights with them as they seem to be made of a material harder and sharper than anything Vert has faced so far. This is why he uses them to fight, plus the fact that they have sharp claws that are perfect for shredding apart anything with flesh.


    A whistling sound is followed by another large boom and blood exploding all over the cave walls. The ground shatters under the force of Vert''s fist as he smashes the man''s body into a pulp without the other''s realizing it yet. The heroes and their king finally turn around as the hard hitting music continues to pulse from Vert''s gauntlets. His smile is maniacal and they can''t help but shiver and cower in front of the god.This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience.


    "He... He must be within the top 10 strongest Gods in the world! Maybe... maybe even higher than that!" King Zanack manages to choke out. He doesn''t know what to do, this isn''t something you can just fight and not end up with mostly every dead or severely injured. In fact, no one will even approach the God now due to his show of power. Except for one person.


    "You... YOU KILLED MY SISTER AND HER CHILD! DIE GOD OF DEATH!" The woman''s body glows a beautfiul hue of blue and water swirls around her savagely. A small water dragon forms and roars at the God as he simply sighes at the woman.


    "God of Death this, God of Death that. Is that what your kind calls me?"


    Vert chuckles for a second and nods his head, finally connecting the dots together and the music turns up louder, drowning out the roaring of the water dragon.


    "If that''s what you believe I am... Then I''ll show you what death incarnate is really like."


    Flashing out of their sight once more, Vert continues the one sided massacre as the beat drops and so doesn''t the womans head. Vert is now in the middle of the 10 heroes and their king and the fear controlling their body has finally faded away. They now realize it is either die fighting or be murdered like chickens.


    Each hero prepares their own magic and beautiful lights of all kinds of colors shine throughout the whole cave. The waves of mana crashing against each other as Vert''s raw power overwhelms all of his enemies. Emeralda becomes excited as she watches from behind the door with her head peaking around the corner.


    She is amazed by the variations of the top tier magics that the humans can muster but it is a shame as it is being consumed by Vert''s magic that is an unknown anomaly to everyone who sees it.


    With incantations being thrown through the air and many magic circles coming into fruition around Vert trying to bind him, Vert simply shakes his head at the futile resistance and raises his hand in the air. He smiles as the final bass drop is building up and is willing to take attacks of the ants around him until the perfect timinig.


    Finally the time has come and Vert smiles and says 3 powerful words. "Pump the Beat."


    With a snap of his finger at the end of the word "Beat", he snaps his fingers. An explosion of Death Magic flows outwards from Vert in the form of a wave of darkness. He had never been good at holding back his power so all the heroes around him are disentigrated as the black waves of Death Magic flows over their bodies. Not even their souls survive as they too are engulfed in the waves and wiped out of exisistence.


    As the Death Magic subsides and calms down, Vert has a big toothy smile as he is finally free of the boring room and can now roam the world... or so he thought.


    A force stronger than Vert in every aspect pulls him back into the room as a horrified look is spread across his face.


    "You bastards! YOU BASTARDS LET ME GO!" Vert yells as he claws at the floor to stop himself but to no avail. Finally the invisible force throws Vert back into his stone room and the door made of bones slams shut.


    Vert is fuming with rage at this point and yells out loudly in anger.


    "DAMN YOU! I''LL KILL YOU!"


    Vert''s breathing is heavy and his chest is heaving up and down as he is trying to calm his rage. Finally he takes a deep breath and the anger inside of him fades away. He then chuckles and looks up to the ceiling of the cave.


    "Looks like I''m not truly a god as there is definitely a power above me... well atleast I still have my music and Emeralda."


    Vert then smiles as he looks around the room for his one and only friend in the world right now... yet he can''t find her.


    "Huh?"


    Vert tilts his head as another orb of light falls from the sky and into his hands. He cracks open the orb and his cold heart sinks to the bottom of his chest.


    "Congrats God of Death! You have completed the Advanced Achievement only special to you! This achievement was ''Kill someone important to you''! The reward for this is the return of 10% of your powers! - Council of Gods"


    As the information drills itself inside of his head, Vert is not bothered by it and turns towards the door where Emeralda was standing. Next to the door is a black pile of ash that reeks of Death Magic.

 Zanack. Chapter 4.

    Vert heavily sighs as he sits on his rock, bored out of his mind. He looks at the woman sleeping below him and lets out a long ''hmmmmmmmmmm''.


    Vert had punched the door with an intense force but it did not budge at all, but what did happen was the whole cave system shook from the force of Vert punching an immovable object. Even though Vert almost caused his whole home to cave in on itself, there isn''t even a crack in the door!


    This was a week ago and Vert has spent all of his waking moments thinking of how to get out of the room. It seriously irritated Vert that the door didn''t just shatter. Vert has never truly lost at anything mainly because he just uses his insane strength to win every situation he is put in, but this time, it seems like Vert will have to truly think something out. He will have to find a riddle or something, a hint to tell him a way out.


    But something like that might not exist. Vert might be born to stay inside of this room for the rest of existence as a being. Deep down though, Vert doesn''t want to believe this. He knows that there is something for him on the other side of that room and he will find it. He needs to find it.


    One thing is first though, how does he deal with the woman grabbing at his ankles. Vert didn''t mind the company that Emeralda gave him but now she was becoming clingy. She looks at Vert all the time when he isn''t looking and Vert cannot yet comprehend why.


    ''Maybe something''s wrong with her...'' Vert thought as if examining a faulty product. Even now she was trying bring Vert closer to her but Vert unwrapped Emeralda''s slender fingers from his metal boots and shook his head.


    Standing up and stretching his arms over his head, Vert moans as his back cracks loudly from sitting still too long. The crack echoes throughout the dark room and Vert begins to investigate on any clues on how to escape. As he covers every single inch of the room, Vert comes to a final conclusion.


    Nothing has changed and there aren''t any hints on how to escape. He is trapped here for the rest of eternity and there is nothing that Vert can do about it...


    ''Unless.''


    Vert looks back at the door and remembers how every intruder comes into Vert''s room to try and kill him. They open the door and enter. Maybe if Vert just waits for someone to show up and open the door for him, then Vert can just kill them and leave.This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it.


    Vert begins to laugh at his genius idea and slowly walks back over to his rock. Finally sitting down, Vert starts emitting a murderous intent full of anticipation that only a God can exert. Emeralda rolls over and begins to sweat in her sleep while the murderous intent fully rains down onto her. If she was awake, she would most likely be crying in fear, but since she is asleep then she will only have horrible nightmares. Nothing too serious right?


    *The next day*


    A room with 7 doors inside of it, with each door most likely resounding with death and destruction in the minds of the weak. The King of Zeneva looks at each door with a solemn yet stern look. The King Zanack II has lost good soldiers and close friends in his pursuit to become a God, but there seems to be a massive roadblock preventing Zanack from rising above the rest.


    "The God of Death." Zanack says through his teeth, the sentence full of anger and hatred. No one has ever managed to defeat the God of Death, throwing the ritual of Godhood into an infinite loop of wasted effort. The other 6 Gods, The Goddess of Life, The God of Disease, The Goddess of Storms, The God of Health, The God of Sight, and The Goddess of Rage having all been defeated the ritual has been 6/7ths of the way completed for over 1,000 years now. There is also that final God in every King''s way.


    And today, the King Zanack II, plans to eradicate this hellish being. No one has been ever made it out of the demonic looking door after entering and as Zanack places his hand onto the bone covered door, a shiver is sent up his spine. Zanack begins to break out in a cold sweat as he can feel the murderous pressure of something incomprehensible on the other side of this door.


    Zanack takes a few deep breaths and a hand is placed on Zanack''s shoulder. Zanack turns to see his most trusted commander standing by him with a smile on her war scarred face.


    "Don''t worry my King, we will finally take down this horrendous creature, together."


    Zanack chuckles and smiles to the woman that is also his mistress. The two have been through many wars and battles together and Zanack feels safe when she is around, like he could do anything.


    "You''re right. Let us go and eliminate the God of Death once and for all!" Zanack yells and is followed by an "Oorah!" from his soldiers and heroes. Zanack puts all of his strength into the door and it opens easily, though, Zanack will soon wish he had never opened that door.


    A wave of death and sorrow soared out of the room and onto the army inside of the cave. Anyone who did not have a strong willpower died instantly. The sound of metal colliding with the rock solid floor is etched into Zanack''s soul as most of his soldiers have died instantly. The only people left were the remaining 11 of the 13 heroes, and Zanack himself.


    The stench of decay looms over Zanack as the corpses have already started rotting, causing Zanack to begin gagging.


    "Hahahahah! Thank you for releasing me from my tomb! Your reward is a sweet and painless death!" Vert yells at the tops of his lungs to the intruders that have sealed their utter demise.