ã€ŠArt of Conquest: Si Editionã€‹


 The Beginning [l]

    Art of conquest chapter 1 : year 001

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    Disclaimer: Art of conquest is owned by Lilith company, everything I am writing is pure fiction for entertainment only.

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    I woke up at the sounds of trumpets blaring in my ears, the sounds of Men and horses roaring at the top of their lungs, my eyes seemingly used to the glaring light boring down on my helmeted head-

    "What the fuck?!?" I screamed surprisedly, my voice booming like thunder in my ears, the sheer weight it had made me blink eyes in confusion.

    That was not how I sounded, I am twenty two for fucks sake not a forty years old Man that sounded like a Voice actor for a character straight out of the Warhammer universe.

    Oh and apparently I was in front of gathered army of silver-clad buff dudes that I am pretty sure could bend steel with those muscles I could see visibly tensing as if preparing for-

    ''Holy mother of Jesus Christ! Are those fucking undeads?!'' I balked at the sight in front of me, a horde so large that bloated my vision was approaching us at speeds that would put a cavalry to shame.

    I took a step back unconsciously only to have my body rebel against my will when a heavenly voice boomed all over the battlefield, a familiar voice At that, I am pretty sure I have heard it somewhere. I thought to myself as i turned my head towards the place where i saw the silver-clad warriors Open up a path for a Man atop a black horse, he had an Aura of pure Dominance to him, black hair left loosely to grow, blue eyes, a handsome visage straight out of fantasy book and familiar silver crown atop his head¡­

    "Men Of Silverwing, the Army Of The Dead has come to ruin our lands." The Fallen Prince, Avalon, began his speech calmly, not worried at all at the encroaching enemy."The Evil Necromancer leads these fallen corpses and monsters to do his bidding, he sends them to cull our people and weaken us, to raid our farmlands and the peasants who take care of our kingdom''s continued survival!"

    Holy fucking shit its Avalon! Holy shit! This can''t be for real bruh!

    There is visible build Up I sensed all around me, the Gathered Men had a strange golden glow coming from their bodies as if being blessed by someone.

    "I SAY NAY! WE SHALL STAND AND FIGHT FOR OUR FUTURE, FOR OUR PEOPLE AND THE CROWN OF SILVERWING ABOVE ALL WE SHALL STAND AND KILL EVERY SINGLE LAST PUPPET OF GAZUL UNTIL ALL THAT REMAINS ARE THEIR BONES UNDER OUR BOOTS! ALL HAIL SILVERWING!" There it is, the fervent belief of someone born to rule and blessed by the Heavens themselves.

    The Men around him began Chanting their Leader''s name while hitting their breastplate like a bunch of zealous fanatics who ate (admittedly) the most effective morale booster powered by the willpower of a blessed hero.

    While I was not as shaken as I was before, the mindfucking Aura of the Hero did not affect me that much. Oh no, there was a far worse fate for me It seems, as I saw from the corner of my eye the Prince making a straight path towards me!

    Take a deep breath me, you will need it to survive both this encounter and the horde coming towards you at speeds that Should trample everything in their path.

    "Crusader Commander, it is time for you to take charge of your Garrison of troops and take position as the vanguard, glory to Silverwing Sir Valerio Lionheart!" the royal bastard ordered without missing a beat before going to the next garrison to do the same thing.

    I gritted my teeth, we have at most ten minutes before the piles of bones turn us red paste. My lack of knowledge of the grander strategy had my brain running at mach 10 with each second that passed I felt my heart beat sound louder.

    "Sir Crusader are you alright?" Asked on of the Swordsmen to his left, it seems his cover was blown, say something heroic and make it believable you fucker!

    "I am Absolutely fine, knight. It''s just the visage of the Undead that makes me very very angry." Yes eat that up you brainless NPC, let me contemplate my traitorous ideas in peace while a fuckin horde of bones trample you to red paste.

    "Hahahaha! I feel the same, My father lost his life to an Undead fell blade. I can''t wait to kill them for their sins."

    Yeah no, fuck that noise. Those monsters rely heavily on their disorganized nature to exploit any weakness that might appear.

    Historical facts do not fail me this day, I am counting on your wisdom.

    "MEN, FORM FORMATION BEHIND ME! SHIELDS FORWARD AND SWORDS READY FOR THE KILL, EACH LINE SUPPORT YOUR COMRADES, FRONT SHIELDS POINTED, SECOND LINE AND THIRD LINE SHIELDS UP, FOURTH LINE AND FIFTH LINE COVER THE SIDES, ONE STRIKE PER WAVE TO CONSERVE ENERGY!" Phalanx don''t fail me now, new body you above all do not fail me or we are screwed.

    As a response to his booming commands, the well equipped warriors formed a half-moon formation behind him. They looked confused but still submitted themselves to his orders. After all, he was their high officer and this wasn''t the 21st century where soldiers could talk back, no sir this was a feudalistic era with absolute monarchies as governments.

    He pulled the golden pommeled blade from its silver-scabbard and raised his golden-tipped shield forward, the monsters were but a few step away from making contact.

    He tensed his muscles and pushed his body forward to break the momentum of the undead, the first contact was the key to victory after all.

    "CONTACT!" He boomed and braced himself as a three meter tall humanoid undead slammed to his shield head first with wild abandon.

    It did not even push him back one inch, he was expecting to be flung back like a bloody cannon ball or be stepped on like an ant by the larger monster. Instead the undead''s head splattered all over his shield that seemed to be glowing with holy power which caused the rest of the undead to halt momentarily which he did not plan to not exploit.

    "FORWARD MEN, FOLLOW ME!" He ordered, it came so naturally to him now that he thought about it, a near instinctual feeling that flared on his subconsciousness like a star.

    And so began the carnage, he carved a straight path forward like a hot knife through butter. Slash, block, dodge and rinse and repeat. Bark a command that caused the formation behind him to shift like a living organism.

    The vanguard garrison he commanded shifted into an U shape around him which allowed the foolish undead to spill inside and be slaughtered in such quantity that allowed him a brief moment to glance over the battlefield, he saw a cavalry line making a Beeline towards them, their spears glowing gold as a an aura of pure powered surrounded them.

    "Spread! Five lines straight! Shields ready to support the cavalry!" He barked, turning back towards the enemy that deployed strange scorpion-like infantry armed with you guessed it crab-like limbs.

    Once more complying to his orders the Swordsmen formed five vertical lines and spread widely to allow the mounted units to pass without slowing down.

    He did something he would never do in his previous world, raise his sword above and Pray to the Gods and any Divine entities out there.

    And he knew for a fact that they would answer his call. The Lore of the game hinted at a pantheon which only needed heartfelt prayer to answer.

    "TO THE HEAVENS I BESEECH THEE, GRANT ME YOUR HOLY POWER TO SMITE THESE HEATHENS DOWN! LET THIS MORTAL BODY BECOME YOUR DIVINE CONDUIT AND ALLOW ME TO KILL THEM FOR THEIR TRANSGRESSIONS AGAINST THE INNOCENT! LET ME SHOW YOUR WRATH!" He prayed out loudly, dark clouds gathering where he was pointing with his Sword.

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    All over the battlefield, warriors stopped to observe the sky, the dark clouds showed signs of charging. Mana began gathering around the lone human with his sword raised high, sparks of white, gold and Crimson danced around him, runes and glyphs of power appearing and disappearing around him like wild spirits around a blessed tomb.

    From the clouds a single lighting strike flew at him and struck the tip of his sword with enough power to turn him into nothing but a charred corpse-no. It invigorated him, empowered his cells with awesome power of a divine entity that had answered his call, his bones felt stronger and tougher, his muscles ballooned and grew to push the armor he had equipped to the point he heard it crack yet it did not, the power he had been blessed with influenced the metal to expand and relent to the sudden growth spurt he had experienced. Streaks of red now appeared on the gold plate he was wearing as the influence of his patron God left his mark on the champion he had chosen.

    "RAAAAAGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" He roared at the sky victoriously, the noise that left his mouth could be seen with the naked eye as it rippled on reality itself."FOR BEHEMAT THE LORD OF WAR AND VICTORY! I SHALL SLAY TEN THOUSAND ENEMIES TO SHOW MY GRATITUDE TO YOU!"

    [CONDITIONS MET: Congratulations Crusader Commander You have been promoted, New Hero Divine Champion of Behemat - Valerio Lionheart. A+¡ú S+ tier achieved.]

    [Special achievement unlocked: Master of War, Call of the Warlord, Phalanx Commander. Rewards granted, Armour of Fate, Sword of Victory, Cape of the Warlord, Aura of The Conqueror - Unlocked.]

    He heard that familiar voice he thought he would never hear again now that he had no access to technology, the deadpanning voice an automated system.

    "RaaaaAAAAAGGGHHH!" He screamed loudly as he began running forward at speeds that broke the sound barrier at least a couple of times judging by the sonic booms left on his wake.

    Blessed-Shield forward and Sword cocked behind he tore tore through the army of the dead by himself, he could hear a kill counter count each of the slayed he turned to black mist, the effect of his blessing and the empowered sword that feed on the mana of slayed to build up even more criticals.

    He was making a Beeline for the larger golems made of twitching black flesh and iron-bone that acted as the siege engines of the undead, he did not flinch at the sight of these Titans, no he jumped like a cannon ball towards the nearest one and decapitated it with a single strike of his sword which resulted on a a lot of smashed undead troop around the undead titan.

    "Die! Die! Die!" I chanted, the effect of my patron''s power showing itself as My anger caused my aura to flare around me like mist that caused undeads to flinch.

    He did pay attention at the invigorated morale boost he gave to his troops that followed him into the thickest battle, he had left a bloody trail of corpses and slaughtered mutants in his divine wake, nor did he pay attention to the rest of the human armies who were being now leaded by Prince Avalon himself who capitalized on the broken charge of his enemies.

    ''What in the hell is this?! What is going on here?!'' I am truly flabbergasted at what I was doing, While my call to the Gods was purely my will this¡­carnage I was doing¡­

    [It is you, your elevated soul is channeling my power at a terrifying rate my champion and that is causing your emotions to run wild. While such a scenario would be a bad thing in most cases your Martial instincts and self-discipline it seems are just too effective for your emotions to do any true harm. Keep it up and watch out for the liches and acolytes of the necromancer.] An unknown voice spoke directly to his mind.

    No, not an unknown voice, he was¡­

    ''My lord Behemat.'' Clarity was coming back to him, his rage fuelled carnage came to a sudden halt at the chilling voice of his patron God.

    [Indeed my Champion, at long last I found someone worthy to be my Herald in the mortal world. Now do not stop!] Behemat declared thunderously, the sky itself shaking at the divine entity''s declaration.

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    [Pov: Prince Avalon, future King of Silverwing.]

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    "Follow the path which the Archduke is carving and do not relent! This is a sign from the Gods! They are on our side today Men!" Avalon commanded, his eyes never leaving the back of his once-childhood best friend he had grown up with before that great catastrophe happened which caused a wedge to appear between them.

    Valerio Lionheart, First Son of the former Prime-minister of Silverwing, Lionheart the First. Older brother of the once royal knight Captain Virion Lionheart and currently a grieving Son and a brother who barely held any loyalty to anyone except¡­him who had forced him out of his self-exile.

    Which had earned him the ire of the wrathful Lionheart, Rank be damned he feared the Man. He was once lauded as the Only human in their once-empire to be able to challenge heroes and beat them even with their blessings active.

    He was a bonafide Super-human capable of toppling Goliaths with his own strength and martial arts.

    judging by what he just saw in front of him those boasts were not made up.

    ''The blood of Champions indeed. From father to sons they all bear his gifts.'' Avalon thought to himself, vocalizing those words would cause unrest amongst the troops and the nobles, His reinstating as the archDuke had not been without political consequences for his power base but having his best friend on his side did bring some comfort to him, he could use his friend''s sheer presence as a tool to cow the nobles that like to scheme against his wishes.

    His familiar steed was galloping ahead of the army, following the scent of Archduke who had carved a path towards the backlines of the enemy and judging by the flashes of gold, white and Crimson he was still alive and well which had him worried at first, he did not want his friend to throw his life away at the first battlefield he fought, he shivered when he remembered how he found the once proud Lionheart broken on that small hut close to the port.

    A Man who had lost his Family, failed his duty to protect his kingdom, had not fallen in glorious battle as his Father did but survived, buried under a mountain of corpses awaiting his death yet fate had other plans for him.

    When the soldiers had been searching for survivors they had found him buried under a mountain of felled Undead, his golden Sword still gripped in his hand that had allowed the Men to identify him and pull him out of the mountain of dead corpses.

    And there he was once more atop a Mountain of corpses, sword still swinging, dark blood flowing from each strike, heads flying around from his sheer power and¡­

    "Die!Die!Die!Die!Die!Die!" He was different?

    The personal Garrison of his friend had created a wall around the mountain of corpses and were slaughtering any straggler that came too close to their Master, judging by their expressions they were quite unwilling to lose him again now that he was leading them once more as it was his right.

    "Form up wall-lines and do not allow them to halt out lord''s path Men! Kill them all until none remain to challenge the Archduke!" Roared the Second-in command as he took position at the front of this mighty bulwark his friend had created.

    He signaled his feathershots to fire a volley of fire arrows at the enemy, he needed a path to open up, he needs to know what had happened to his friend who had grown even bigger than he was before and the relics of the Lionheart the First which looked quite different then what he remembers.

    The wall of arrows flew at the enraged undead who seemed quite different from the ones he had slayed beforehand, for once the bluish glow where their eyes were supposed to be seemed too intense, almost like spirit fire.

    That was his cue to advance forward, the heavy infantry had finally caught up with him which will give him a few seconds to converse with the chosen of Lionheart.

    He brought out his warhorn and blew a signal to the mounted troops to begin their charge, heavy infantry and the reserve feathershots will support their endeavor until he is done here.

    He commanded his steed to walk forward, his eyes looking straight to the growing mountain of corpses and piles surrounding it.

    "Captain Vargos." He greeted imperiously as his station demanded.

    "My Prince, it is good to see you." The good Captain returned his greeting, bowing his head slightly once he found a moment to.

    "Can you explain to me what happened to the Archduke? He looks different and way bigger than he was." he asked carefully, spying from the corner of his eye the Crusaders tensing slightly at his words.

    "I¡­do not know my Prince, one moment he was at the front commanding us and acting as the tip of our formation and the next moment he was carving a bloody path like an enraged berserker until he stopped and raised his sword to the sky and uttered something in a language I have never heard before, the sky then darkened immediately and I felt the air tremble."

    "Lord Valerio was struck by a multi-colored lighting strike and turned into that form." Added a bold Crusader, his compatriots glaring at him intensely.

    "TEN THOUSAND ENEMIES I HAVE FELLED IN YOUR NAME, MY OATH TO YOU AS PROMISED O GOD OF WAR AND VICTORY!" Boomed The Lionheart at the sky like a Dragon unleashed.

    ''A God of war and victory?'' Avalon thought to himself confusedly, he stared at the place his friend was roaring and saw something that made his heart stop for but a moment.

    The Mana of the world gathered in one place to create an ethereal entity, its eyes were like volcanoes of the Wild lands, and they were staring at his friend with such intensity he feared for the Lionheart''s life.

    The entity nodded and turned towards the hordes, a magnificent two handed sword of such enormous proportion appearing in his hand.

    "Brace for impact." The Lionheart Commanded suddenly, his chosen immediately complying with his order.

    Shields were pointed forward and swords nailed to ground as they bent their left knee forward, a group of infantrymen came in front him and did the same thing, spears stuck head first to and their Tower shields making an impregnable wall around him.

    The divine entity raised his sword above his head and tensed momentarily, ethereal muscles tensing up as he brought down the mountain cleaver at the undead hordes.

    A flying slash flew from the sky towards the enemy, tearing apart giant monstrosities and strange humanoid beasts the size of primal spirit beasts of myth.

    It did not stop until every single of them was turned to dust that disappeared away, the mana which had taken the shape of a God dissipated away and caused the sky to rain down a heavy dose of holy water that burned everything else.

    This event would be called the Rise Of the Chosen Champion, The Lionheart''s Rebirth.

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    ''There we go¡­first time in a war zone and I turn into a raving lunatic with a killcount that none can match in a single day.'' He thought to himself as he sheathed his mighty blade on its scabbard and mounted his shield on his back where the locking mechanism kept it securely.

    He observed his transformation, his skin glowed with power, his armor turned fully gold with red stripes here and there, he had gained a purple coat that signified his ascension as Warlord and if his vision was to be trusted his body was expelling Aura, divine Golden Aura.

    His short-lived awareness also told him that he was mightily tired, his carnage came at the cost of fatigue and the bloody god-summoning he caused had consumed a shit ton of stamina which translates into¡­falling backwards unconscious and if his ears are to be trusted nearly smash his loyal men into red paste.

    His descent was only halted by a full squad of fifteen heavy infantry blocking his fall with their tower shields.

    "MY LORD!"

    The Chosen of Lionheart rushed hastily to their liege side, to make sure he was not in danger of dying.

    Avalon watched it all, completely numb at everything, he even ignored his aides'' calls as they tried to get his attention from the place he was left staring.

    He had seen a God take corporal form and strike down a horde of undead with his mighty blade, the chasm left on the ground was a grim reminder of his might which proved his existence.

    "God valley." He mumbled loudly, blinking his eyes as he felt someone tug him.

    "My liege please snap out of it!" someone pleaded next to him.

    "What?" His awareness was coming back, the feeling of being a passenger in his own body was going away.

    "My Prince, we must return back to the capital!"

    He took stock of his surroundings, his aides and Men seemed desperate for some reason, they should be celebrating this Victory they had achieved.

    "What is the problem?" He demanded, his natural affinity for leadership forcing itself back at the front of his mind.

    "A great chasm has opened at the front, tremors have been felt going off at the same time and news of civil unrest amongst the populace-" his aides fired one after another.

    "A God was on our side today and you dare deny it?!" A Chosen of the Lionheart unsheathed his sword and pointed it at the bureaucrat.

    "At ease, there is no need for blood to be spilled. Please calm down and act civilly for you now represent your master." Avalon reminded the warrior. he did not want to deal with a political backlash of one of the Chosen slaughtering a noble right now.

    "But my Prince, he dared to call The Archduke a possessed madman when he was clearly elevated by a God! You saw it yourself." The warrior explained his side of the story as he continued to glare hatefully at the scrawny noble who had tried to capitalize on a moment of weakness he had shown to upstage his ally of the place at his side.

    "The God Of War Behemat has chosen me as his Divine Champion." A Voice boomed from the place where the chosen of the Lionheart had gathered and were acting as a wall for any foolish noble trying to enter.

    The previously unconscious Champion stood up, now that he was close he could say for sure that his friend had grown even bigger, standing at two meters and a half he was the tallest human present and Towered over the rest like a titan of old.

    "Valerio it is good that you are okay, when we saw you fall backwards we feared the worst." said Avalon.

    "I expended too much mana and stamina, my fatigue was far above my limit." I admitted to him, I forgot how the "Heroes" were limited here to make sure they don''t go full god-like on the common masses.

    "And your new form? Is it permanent or can it be reversed?" Asked Avalon curiously, being that large has consequences, amongst them being passing through doors made for your average humans.

    "I can turn it off." I replied as my body shrank down to my Previous state, instantly I felt my mana and fatigue go away.

    "That is good, I am not sure we could adapt the doors of the castle to compensate for you to pass through them. The Senate room would need to be expanded as well." Joked Avalon as he let out a sigh of relief, it seems this body has a good relationship with him judging by the fact he was not coming down at him with furious demands for explanation on how I achieved demi-god status.

    "Well then let''s return back." Commanded Avalon as he turned around and began barking orders at the onlookers who I didn''t care enough to name.

    "My Lord Valerio Lionheart, congratulations on becoming a Chosen of The God of War." The knight who had conversed with him when he opened his eyes here declared as he fell on his knee who was then followed by the rest of the garrison who had surrounded him when he fell unconscious.

    "Rise knights." He commanded, a question at the back of his mind coming to the forefront when he heard that familiar last name.

    ''Lionheart, like Virion Lionheart? The Paladin of justice? Are we perhaps related?'' he thought to himself as he nodded at the knights who brought a horse for him, it had his name on its saddle inscribed with gold at that.

    Archduke Lionheart Valerio. Holy shit that is one hell of a high rank to have, what sort of bloodline did this body have to have such a rank granted to him?

    Wait, aren''t Archdukes usually a rank that can be only granted when you are part of an empire?

    He pondered these questions to himself as he rode in front of his men who were following him like a well-trained hound does with his owner.

    He glanced at the barely concealed name that he could see on their flags, Lionheart''s Knights read one at the front, the Chosen of Lionheart the center flag and the last flag had something that made him truly appreciate this body''s ability to name things that sounded cool, The Lionheart shield. Simple titles yet held enough weight to make even someone from the 21st century appreciate it.

    They were making quite the fast progress judging by how he could see the walls of the Humongous kingdom ahead.

    "Sir Archduke, you have been sent a letter by your personal butler as per your request beforehand." One of his "chosen" strode forward, an Eagle on his shoulder having brought this message for him.

    "Give the messenger a treat for his diligence." He smiled outwardly, yet inside his head a whole war was going on, he didn''t know what he had ordered this butler to do beforehand.

    He opened the letter and skimmed through it, apparently the fucker who had owned this body is One hell of paranoid asshole, he had made sure his personal territory had been secured and defended by half of his garrison troops incase any inbred noble decided to grow a pair of balls in his absence, three idiots had decided to sent mercenaries to his territory and try to sow chaos and civil unrest, keyword being Try.

    The garrison had rounded them up into the cells and tortured the answers out of their broken bodies, truly the most effective way to rule a domain it seems is to have a professional "Interrogator" ready to break bones at your beck and call.

    Vargas, Castigar and Vespador, each of them holds the rank of marquis in the kingdom.

    He forgot that the most common type of noble in most stories is usually a scheming greedy scumbag, be it real or in fiction they are always the same. He is gonna fuck em up for their transgressions, he was after all a lawyer in the making before he was suddenly thrown here in this feudalistic time period¡­wait a damn minute.

    ''I am an Archduke and if my gut feeling is correct I am the counterpart of Virion who became the guardian of princess Elena in the game! That means I am the second most influential Lord next to the King himself, and In the game the Only human to ever appear with that title is Lord Iron-blood Avalon from a different timeline.''

    I can simply overtake them via good old subterfuge and manipulation of their descendants via political marriages¡­

    In the current Era it is to be expected that a High ranked Lord must have many children to continue his name and bloodline. Which translates into concubines.

    They arrived at the main gates, ahead of them The Heir of Silverwing raised his spear and barked something that sounded like "Open the gates" but with a few extra steps to be expected of the guy who rules this domain.

    As they marched forward he saw many common peasants gathered at the sides, they looked at them like saviors¡­which isn''t false to be honest but it still felt wrong to call yourself a Savior, it just left a bad taste in your mouth.

    "People of Silverwing today we have been blessed by the Heavens themselves, a new Hero has joined our ranks, a champion of The God of war Valerio Lionheart, the Archduke has ascended to the honored rank of Guardianship of this Kingdom! All Hail Lionheart!" Boomed The future King to his subject, a glance told him enough of what he was planning and what was needed.

    He wanted to give them a show, Well I will give them a show they will never forget.

    He raised a hand up and signaled his Men to free the space around him as he jumped from the warhorse, poor beast won''t be able to keep him on his back if he transforms.

    He grasped the golden pommel of his sword and concentrated momentarily, to touch that fire that had been planted within him, a fiery lance of light exploded from his body towards the sky as he grew exponentially into a titan of a Man that once more towered over the Humans while his very presence made them chant his name fervently.

    "Hail Lionheart! Hail Lionheart! Hail Lionheart!" They chanted as he overlooked them, his towering form allowing him to see the farthest place where the nobles lived.

    Lets see if this world lives up to name it bears, Art of conquest huh? How deep do your in-game mechanism reach i wonder.

 Settling in

    ¡®What time is it?¡¯ I thought groggily as I stood up from my king sized bed, the light of the new day in this strange world hitting me in the face.

    Judging by the hourglass in the cabinet next to my bed I have slept for 7 hours straight, a new record for my insomniac ass who barely could get 4 hours of sleep previously and I can say this for certain¡­It felt invigorating, powerful, Magnifice-

    ¡°Good morning My Lord.¡± The Guard-servant standing next to the door interrupted my monologuing, what an absolute prick. I am supposed to be a high ranking Lord you know!

    Petty thoughts aside, the previous owner of this body was a hell of paranoid fucker and I am barely scratching the surface of the sheer insanity he had created, amongst those was this servant that would stay up until I wake up as a guard, he had been personally trained by the guy who previously had my new body to be the perfect guard dog.

    Danger can be found everywhere..a thought crossed through his mind which caused him to shiver slightly unconsciously.

    ¡°Good morning Leoc, you may go rest now.¡± He returned the greeting, he really forgot he was there last night when he crashed on the bed after getting a full body massage from a bunch of¡­

    Bunch

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    Hot

    CHICKS?!?

    ¡®What the shit? Was I truly that fatigued that I barely noticed five girls touching me?!¡¯ I screamed mentally, impossible, improbable! I feel like I have committed a grave sin.

    Ten thousand Curses upon you GAZUL! You asshole of a cool necromancer, how dare Thee make me tired enough to not enjoy such an occasion!

    Note to self for next time, remember to hoard stamina potions ya fool.

    Perish that thought¡­

    Sexual frustration aside¡­where the fuck do I go from now? I have no friggin ''idea how to rule a duchy or be a noble and it''s not like the former owner of this body had also trained a servant to help out in case he was called on the battlefield because he was Avalon¡¯s right hand Man¡­hold on I have an idea.

    Jeffrey¡­a brief momentary itch reminded.

    ¡°How are our reserve supplies running currently Jeffrey?¡± He asked the Butler who had joined his side ever since he left his private bedroom.

    If his gut feeling was correct, this guy was the trusted adviser and personal speaker of Valerio Lionheart. The common archetype of a Lord having a trusted follower for each occasion was pretty widespread during the feudal era in my world and this place was based on those foundations.

    ¡°We had to use a small percentage to keep the civilians well fed when you gave the order for them to retreat into the Underground area. Judging by the rate of harvest in this season we are sure to stabilize our rezerves before winter to the required levels where food shortage can be managed via rations.¡± His Butler replied curtly, judging by his accent this old man was probably a lower noble who was sworn to the Lionheart.

    Sworn comrade.

    ¡°Hmm¡­I see.¡± I inclined my head understandingly.

    Food rationing, reserves, Winter¡­how could I forget the most prevalent reasons why families during the middle ages had so many children¡­I even called myself an avid enjoyer of history and a intellectual who could recite hundreds of tales of legendary figures and their achievement to humanity¡­yet I forgot to grasp the most prominent problem for humans during that time, Food, basic necessities, warmth and safety.

    Remember remember¡­the death of the first civilization¡­

    ¡°Jeffrey, call the Builders and the architects, I have been thinking of a novel idea I read in a book when I was but a boy. It should be possible now that there is no danger of more raids. We have some time available.¡± He commanded as he overlooked his undeveloped domain from the window.

    ¡°Your command shall be done my lord.¡± His butler bowed his head elegantly before leaving his side.

    ¡°Winter huh? It can''t be helped, it''s time for coal to emerge and the preservation techniques of our ancestors to be reinstated once more until I find Avril.¡± He murmured under his breath, his eyes piercing the great forest that blocked his duchy from having a clear path directly to Sea.

    That must be remedied also at once, the seas are quite special in such settings. Usually demi-humans exist there, mermans and mermaids come to his mind who may be bargained for goods found into the depths of sea. Plus he remembered the event of Exploration that happened for the fifth anniversary of the game, there is an island full of treasures with his name on it waiting. He just needs to build a naval fleet and exploit his knowledge and profits will be booming.

    ¡®Judging by the time I awoke here for the first time, we are still pre-first map update. That means No Dragon guardian yet, nor glyph research or potential boosting..that limits my current trajectory quite a lot if i wish to grow more powerful yet the Sutra and archaic Tomes must be active right now.¡¯ The most annoying thing about the Path of enlightenment pre-update was the Grind for materials which is why he hated it, even though the boost it gave to troops was enormous.

    First things first though, the food crisis problem. Then we can begin recruitment of fresh blood into troops. Doubling the working force will double the fighting force and civilization then will grow and expand.

    From the window he saw his Butler signal one of the errant knights to inform them of his decree.

    Good, I need that path to the sea cleared so the algae harvest can begin without interruptions.

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    [Pov: Head builder Galvur.]

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    ¡®We have suffered no losses this time.¡¯ Galvur thought to himself as he observed the few new buildings his Lord had commissioned being finished.

    It is a miracle judging by how downtrodden the civilians were when the news came of their lord being called to the battlefield, they all knew of his desire to join his fallen bloodline in glorious Death¡­when he had donned that ancient battleplate of Lionheart they knew what was to come when he gave that speech before leaving¡­the last Archduke and the last Lionheart of Silverwing was not planning on returning from this battlefield.

    He grasped his pendant around his neck tightly, the Lionheart symbol engraved on it served as a reminder of his linked destiny to his Lord and the bloodline of Lionhearts should his master ever contemplate such action as leaving an heir.

    ¡°Bloody fool scarin¡¯ me half to death with that depressing speech and then returning as a champion of a God!¡± He exclaimed in relief, word had spread of their master¡¯s ascension into the ranks of the Heroes by the Chosen of Lionheart who had told tales of his lordship¡¯s strength and tactical mastery that broke the hordes charging with but five hundred of his Crusaders who he had taken with him. He didn''t even have the cavalry or the feathershots with him since he left them to guard his walls and domains in case the monsters broke through.

    The Lionheart''s Charge and the Lionheart Arrow had been charged with the defense of the domain from all threats that may present themselves, be it from outside or inside the Kingdom.

    His recollection of the previous day was broken by the sound of a galloping horse coming straight towards him, an errant knight bearing the personal emblem of his lord atop the horse''s back.

    The horse came to a halt a couple of meters away from his workbench where his precious plans were placed for reviewing later.

    ¡°Greetings head builder! I come bearing his lordship''s word, he has called all of the great minds of his domain to join him for a discussion regarding a new project he plans to unveil.¡± The errant Knight dipped his head and relayed the message he was given by the Head-servant who answers directly to the Archduke.

    The Dwarf rose one bushy brow up questioningly, he had not expected any new project being given to him for a while but a call to all of the guilds? That was a rare occasion reserved for when the Lord expanded the walls protecting his domain or to build more barracks and stables for the horses.

    ¡°Any other information you can tell me, knight?¡±He asked curiously.

    ¡°Well, the Head Butler did say something about his Lordship asking him about the food reserves before he sent him to call the guilds so there is that but I can''t say for sure master Galvur.¡± The Knight shrugged his shoulders.

    ¡°Alright then, I shall be there at once. I just have to put these precious plans into a safe place in case there is a sudden rainstorm coming from the north. Give my regards to the old head-butler boy.¡± He waved to the knight who mounted his horse and left, before he returned to his workbench and began to gently put the ancient papers in the magically charged bag which sealed the flow time from interacting with the objects stored inside.

    A relic treasure given to him by the Lionheart the First when he had sworn himself as one his subordinates, it was something he cherished. A relic from the era when they still claimed their former territory in the continent of drake before the great catastrophe.

    ¡°I wonder if the underground workshop is still intact¡­The Magic-powered armor that we were working to develop..¡± His thoughts once more returned to the past, they were so close to creating that wonder of wonders that would allow them to fight against the most monstrous beasts on an even ground.

    ¡°I hope his lordship has not forgotten about that project.¡±

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    ¡®-dragons and wyverns are a thing here so I should try to create A flying Unit if I can. The Lionheart''s Wings¡­or drakes. Naming can be Chosen with a coin flip later.¡¯ Brainstorming new projects is quite easy when you have the knowledge to build it from, I really should write a book or two in case I actually have a kid.

    He was outside his castle, standing ramrod straight with his best blank-expression on his face which came quite easy judging by how the Servants reacted to his soul-piercing gaze. His outfit was also something to behold, as expected of the Older Brother of the Virion Lionheart ¡°the Drip King¡±, the sexy-ass fashion runs in the family, the portrait he saw in his room showed him where the style and genes had come from. The Lionheart was not a last name, it was a title that was given only by the patriarch who bore that name.

    Only three Individuals had ever held that name, Lionheart the First, former prime minister of the Empire of Silverwing, him Lionheart Valerio the Archduke firstborn son and his Lost brother Lionheart Virion the Marquis.

    The older gentleman he saw on the portrait had a presence that inflicted instinctual pressure on him when he gazed at it, the previous soul who had inhabited this body must have experienced some shit for this body to react in such way or It may be an unknown feature of the humans who exist here when they see the face of their primogenitor, who knows.

    ¡®they are arriving one after another, good, the faster we are done here the sooner they can begin cutting a path to the sea.¡¯ he had been observing the Craftsmen, builders and architects that had been arriving for any similarities with the mech-user in the game, I want to get my hands on it.

    Jacques the firestorm, where are you?

    ¡°My lord All of your craftsmen have arrived and are awaiting your orders.¡± His Butler informed him.

    ¡°Welcome my loyal Craftsmen, Forgive me for my poor timing but I wish to converse with you all on a certain subject which our territory suffers almost each year if we aren''t well prepared.¡± I began the speech, I swept my gaze to each of them to give everyone present a proper amount of attention for their attendance.¡±I am talking about food preservation and other valuable resources we can''t harvest during winter, I have been pondering about a possible solution until I remembered about a book I had read when I was but a boy and my father was still alive.¡±

    The tale of A Foolish mage¡­a memory subtly entered his subconsciousness.

    The Craftsmen present turned to each other and began whispering, food preservation techniques were a lost art of bygone era when clans and tribes roamed the world. When kings and emperors did not exist, when chieftains and clan Patriarchs held supreme authority over the lives of their clan members.

    ¡°The resource we are in need of is found beyond the great forest and into the sea, its called "algae". It can be used for preservation of food or medicinal purposes in conjunction with other known medical herbs. As such I am hereby instating a grand project, A path will be opened wide enough for entire carriages to be transported close to the sea side by side, The wood collected during the clean up will be used to built a new type of vessel capable of surviving the Sea waves. The dangerous beasts within the forest will be subdued and used for breeding livestock, these are my orders loyal Craftsmen of Lionheart. You may now ask any questions you may have.¡±

    The whispering had died down, what he had revealed to them seemed to have shaken them to their core. I wonder what it was, it''s not like I revealed the path to the continent of the drake. That would spell certain chaos for everyone, no sir, there is enough conflict going on here without involving the five draconian tyrants. Imagine what they would do if they knew of the dragon eggs that would begin appearing soon when the Meteor festival begins, civil wars everywhere.

    Knowledge is power, guard it well¡­

    ¡°My lord, you remember knowledge from the Past?!¡± One of the Craftsmen present gathered his wits first and asked the question which everyone present who had listened to his words was trying to formulate.

    ¡°Yes, I do recall everything I have known. Why do you ask Craftsmen?¡± I replied, gasps of Surprise and awe followed his words as the rest of the craftsmen began whispering amongst themselves once more.

    ¡°Can you tell me the name of the scroll which held this information, My Lord Lionheart?!¡± The Shocked Dwarf asked, trembling seemed to engulf his whole body at the words he spoke.

    He raised an eyebrow at their reaction and from the corner of his eyes spied his butler and the Crusaders having a heated conversation amongst themselves.

    ¡®Why are these morons acting so surprised? It''s not like I showed them the blueprints of a nuclear reactor or a bloody spaceship..¡¯ I wondered to myself, they are a strange bunch but I can work with that.

    The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.

    Hahahaha.

    Bullshit no Jutsu to fill the blanks and historical facts mixed with a little bit of legends to do the rest.

    And my help.

    ¡°The tale of the Adventurous Water Mage¡±. it was something which I read in a grimoire when I was a boy. My father had found it in a wreckage close to our territory and gave it to me as a way for me to learn ancient speech.¡± He revealed, judging by their awed expressions and noises coming from their mouth, his little white lie had done the trick.

    A lie based on your great-grandmother.

    ¡°So there were still records of what existed once before the wars of unification¡­¡± Murmured the Dwarf with visible awe.``And his lordship''s memories haven''t been tampered by the mass teleportation aftereffects.¡±

    I narrowed my eyes at that little tidbit of lore I was not aware of. When you start the game you are forced to choose a Hero who then would need to explore the mist and find the closest army camp¡­so that is how it is huh, Avalon began his journey close to beach then moved east towards the place where he ¡°started¡± a new kingdom made up of survivors he recruited while exploring the new Land.

    ¡°My mental faculties have not indeed been tampered by the Forced teleportation, I can recall perfectly everything that was taught to me, for example.¡± I lied, but I had to otherwise the next step of my plan won''t be possible so it''s best I give them a show.

    In this world mana is everywhere, including our bodies and all you have to do to make use of it is have a strong will to control the free energy.

    I concentrated my mind and took a deep breath to calm my nerves, extending my hand Open-palmed forward. I did something I have always dreamed of doing.

    You are related to a legend, fool.

    Mana began gathering on my palm, the colorless energy which infuses everything in this world took a bluish tint under my urging and underwent a transformation which changed the very composition of the mana into pure clean water.

    ¡°As you can see I haven''t lost my mental fortitude.¡± I explained as I fired the water towards a frog that had been watching them suspiciously for far too long to be just an idle animal¡­

    Kill it.

    The concentrated water ball tore the thing to pieces and washed the remains away.

    Magic control was an art in itself but unlike the masses here I knew a secret that only someone who had built heroes for PvP could know, with imagination and information you can cheat your way to make it look true. Honestly I did not have such fine control over magic but I knew how to channel and redirect it thanks to my little Gambit yesterday.

    No. It''s in your blood. That itchy feeling tingled once more at the back of his mind.

    Or maybe the Lionhearts are not just any simple warrior-paladins¡­Virion was after all a direct champion of The Sun God who could channel the power via ¡°heartfelt¡± prayers or whatever the crap that flavor text meant when describing his life-saving barrier skill he used when his health was low.

    Damned devs making everything so obnoxiously subtle for the sake of having the option to change or add things in the future.

    And now there is a nagging feeling itching at the back of my mind. Good grief.

    ¡®My lord Behemat grant this loyal champion your protection.¡¯ I prayed, the gods here do deliver after all.

    That they do¡­even if it is at the cost of your choice.

    A tap on his shoulder brought him out of his thoughts, his butler had joined him at his side during the brief moment he contemplated the universe and its secrets.

    ¡°My Lord the Guild Lords and the Labour-Serfs are ready. The Craftsmen and the architects have asked where they should begin clearing a path.¡± Jeffrey informed, it seems he also managed the finer details of policing how everything worked when he didn''t directly interfere.

    An Enforcer of the law, a feudalistic Era one but judging by how everyone seems to abide by his words, a necessary one. A lord can''t micromanage everything and that is why he had multiple custodians to enforce his will amongst the populace.

    Good, you are finally learning.

    ¡°Bring me a map.¡± I commanded calmly, my mind shifting back into the present problem. Hypothetical scenarios are endless and time consuming, I must focus on the soon-to-come wars for territory which will reveal the dungeons and the rest of the resource-producing areas waiting to be claimed and put to use.

    ¡°My lord, I took the liberty of procuring the latest map from our cartographers before I came here.¡± The same Dwarf who had been the first to ask walked forward and pulled a yellow-paper from the magical-pouch-

    Wait, does this old geezer hold an artifact inventory in his possession?!

    ¡°Good good.¡±I nodded, eyeing the pouch from the corner of my eye, the symbol of a golden lion emblazoned on it looking suspiciously like my Crest.¡±the area closest to the main road will be where you will begin cutting down the trees and then advance in a straight line until you reach this area here where I want you to Open a canal in the middle of the road and continue it until you reach the Sea. Make it 3X3 meters wide and deep, the bottom will be filled with stones collected from the quarry.¡±

    He began listing down the specifications. The road will serve a double purpose later down the line, for now I will set down the foundations for a small fishing farm which later will be expanded into a Port for the ships. Clean sea water will attract marine life, which means more food, more food means more people, more people more trade.

    The guild lords and the architects began drawing the project as he described, wide open roads with enough space for future endeavors, wooden platforms in the middle to split them into two and to begin planting the seeds to curb the traffic that this business will have in the future. Rocks collected from the quarry will be the first layer then the sand collected from the sea will be the second layer until I find a way to make roman-type cement in large quantities to layer it again.

    ¡°The beasts that live within the forest will be dealt with by the Crusaders and the new initiates, the experience of combating wild animals will be valuable to shape them into future members for the garrison army. As for the wood that will be valuable once you start cutting down the forest, you may use it to create cabins to live in until the project is done.¡±I finished explaining the project, looking at their expressions it seems like my intuition was on the point, they can build but cannot imagine new ideas.

    Skilled as they may be, they lack the spark of an inventor in them. Creativity isn''t a quality that is pushed here yet, feudal lords and monarchs cannot have revolutionary ideas give rise to shared-power or abolishment of their Throne which they inherit thanks to their bloodlines. Nobles also don''t like people who can out-think them, especially when it comes to taxes and the ways a commoner can evade ¡°paying their due'''' to their betters.

    Fucking politics¡­can''t believe all those sleepless night reading and watching the documentaries that break down how the Empires of old kept their commoners in check for the history test would come in handy¡­

    ¡°This project will need to be completed within three weeks, my territory needs to be expanded and fortified in a short amount of time for His highness the Prince informed me yesterday of future raids by strange beastmen who have sent scouts to spy on us.¡± Valerio Lionheart proclaimed loudly, his words having the desired effect of countering any rebukes such a small timescale for finishing this project would have when word of more raids entered the equation.¡± I have been entrusted with guardianship of the Kingdom and my duchy has to grow stronger than it is if it wishes to stay intact when the hordes of barbarians smash against the walls.¡±

    He swept his gaze to the rest of listeners and activated his blessings, aura of a Conqueror, his will made manifest creeped to everyone present and began enforcing his desires to those who were still on the fence.

    ¡°Once this project is completed I plan to open more farm lands to be planted with special seeds I shall procure from the trader-nomads of the far lands.¡± He pointed at the map, there was an area where the trees and farmlands meet, greenery there was vibrant and healthy, a clear sign that the soil was rich and ready to be planted with the vegetables they will soon find when they uproot the trees in the forest.

    Wild Potatoes and tomatoes will soon become staple food, the uprooting of the forest will reveal so many secrets they aren''t aware of. Wild berries, fruit trees, medicinal herbs and so much more are hidden in the forest. I may just have started the revolutionization of human understanding, history will record it as a checkpoint for what''s to come.

    Egomaniac thoughts aside, something is missing. I can''t pinpoint it but I have a nagging feeling that I am missing something big.

    ¡°Your wishes are our commands my Lord Lionheart.¡± the Guild-Lords bowed their heads, each one of them discussing the resources needed to clean such a dense area of vegetation, the required amount of serfs and working equipment that are needed and so on.

    ¡®Ah yes, that''s what the feeling was. I forgot I have been displaced in an Era where we use horses to travel around and cleaning a path through the forest was usually done via burning it down hahaha¡­I am so dumb, I hope the dwarfs have some magically-powered bullshit machines stored somewhere. I remember they had steam-powered mechas as units in the game.¡¯ I sweat dropped at the oversight, my calculations may be off the mark if they can''t recruit enough able-bodied Men for the project.

    I think there was a Nature-controlling sage hero in the game, he could use tremors, vines, roots and even empowered ents¡­oh crap there are Tree-monsters in this world, and tree-huggers as well. I may have just declared war on them without knowing.

    that guy was from a cult of tree worshipers, he had so many passive skills that affected the Tree-spirits folk and their Titanic monsters they used as attack units.

    ¡®but wasn''t he a human? No, bro had green hair and pointy ears¡­but he could affect human troops with his skills and boost their effectiveness...Fffffffuckk this sucks I can''t remember exactly what species he was from, I really can''t afford to not do this project soo..fuck it, we ball motherfuckers, we balling hard and incase those shitheads are in the area I am gonna hunt them myself down plot be damned.¡¯ With my mind made up I began making some plans, Treants and sylvanni aka elves of this world. I am signing your death warrants before you do mine.

    [Heroic choice: Pre-planning the doom of your opponents has been made, plot forwarding begins on 23:59:59. Wars of the Conquest Era will begin!]

    Oh shit-

    [Attention: heroic figures that will lead the paths of fate will begin making moves. The Leading faction with most Heros will get a higher chance to get more resources and artifacts from the dungeons.]

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    [Silverwing triarchy of heroes: 3 heroes (lead #1)]

    [Legio Domini Mortem: 2 heroes (#2)]

    [Coalition of Rakans: 1 hero (#3)]

    ¡®Only three factions currently? What the fuck, where are the other Kingdoms that rule over the corners of the continent? Have they not yet unified under one banner yet? Why are there so few active heroes currently when there are five major races currently which should have their own factions and leading Kings and Lords?¡¯ This doesn''t make sense, this place should be a kegging pot waiting to explode, not this sparse zone of zero-activity.

    [The Coronation of A Battle-King - main-plotline(new)]

    ¡®Wait what?¡¯ I felt my eyebrow twitch of barely contained annoyance at another thrown wrench in my game knowledge.

    A cry of predatory bird took his attention, from the sky a magnificent black eagle was plummeting towards him at speeds that could barely be seen by normal humans. It was making a direct beeline for him judging by how it changed the trajectory of its dive a few tens of meters before opening its wings and gliding towards me.

    ¡°More surprises it seems.¡± I murmured loudly causing my Servants to look at the place where I was staring, the eagle was looking at him for something-Oh right, landing on your outstretched forearm.

    ¡°Come.¡± I commanded, my arm outstretched forward.

    The bird seemed to have heard him as it let another cry before descending down on his waiting arm.

    ¡°What have you brought me, Askyrex?¡± I asked as I petted the beautiful bird, my Butler bringing a standing Platform for the eagle.

    Letting the bird stand on the platform I carefully took the tied message on its right leg and opened it.

    ¡®My Dear friend and loyal right hand, I sent you this message to inform you of the situation in the Capital. The senate of nobles is trying to push the date of coronation to stop the stabilization of the Kingdom, as such I inform you that your presence is required to remedy this conundrum. You may take the Executioner''s Axe with you as it is You are the highest ranked Noble lord and by the laws of the Silverwing The Judge, Jury and Executioner of the Will of this Kingdom. - Avalon¡¯

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    ¡°Oh.¡± I mumbled as I finished reading the paper that bore the Emblem of the Royal Family, a dreadful feeling rising at the back of my mind as I digested the words that had been written on the paper.

    Denying his Majesty¡¯s right to throne?! A wrathful scream filled with pure intent flared in the subconsciousness.

    ¡°My Lord? Has something happened in the Capital?¡± My Butler asked as he saw my expression, It must have been something scary judging by how tense my warriors seemed to stand when the butler asked.

    ¡°Indeed it has, prepare my Executioner''s vest and My Axe. By the command of the Heir of Silverwing I must make haste to the capital and right some issues. Two cavalry lines will join me alongside my Chosen, the rest will stay here and help out with the project.¡± I replied, giving the letter to the Butler who read it in a matter of seconds, his expression becoming more thunderous with each word he read until he finished it.

    The words flowed to my mind without any input, it seemed so natural that If I wasn''t aware of the strange rage I shouldn''t be feeling at this moment I wouldn''t have noticed the significance of what I was doing, my emotions are being influenced.

    Forgive me, this part is my duty. A voice echoed in my head.

    ¡®Lionheart. It is you after all, I was wondering where those brief moments of turmoil and alien thoughts were coming from and I was starting to get suspicious but now that you dared to puppeteer me¡­now you fucked up.¡¯ I replied back where I now felt that second annoying presence, I hate scheming scumbags who can''t be direct. I fucking hate them with burning passion and really want to mess them up be it figuratively or literally, in this case If I don''t like what He was doing I will ruin this scheme with my own two hands.

    ¡°The Securis Carnificis will be ready My Lord, I shall personally make sure both the vest and the artifact are in perfect condition.¡± Bowing his head low the Butler hurried back into the castle to prepare the so-called Executioner''s Set- If I had to guess it might have been a time-limited skin you can purchase in the game, same with the tyrant skin for Avalon.

    I am not him, he is being subsumed into you, I am merely an Echo left to guide you until the process is finished An- I tightened my grip on my mental space and hid my memories from the small tendril that tried to read them.

    ¡®Dont you fucking speak my name without permission, you are not worthy of even comprehending its weight you shitty figment of imagination born from a random thought.¡¯ I retorted as I twisted my mind into an impregnable Fortress of will and thought.

    You call me a false entity while inhabiting my body and devouring my soul, I do not know if you are aware of this but you shouldn''t be here in the first place, your existence in this reality is an impossibility that came to be because somehow your soul had more weight than mine and as such my choice was taken from me-

    ¡®Listen here carefully echo of Lionheart, Until yesterday I was living a life you could never imagine then I woke up here amidst a battlefield that I could care less about, I Won that war Not you and the pathetic toy soldiers you call warriors but I digress That''s not the point of the matter at hand, the point is do not talk to me about ¡°A Choice¡± when I myself had none in whoever decided to throw me in this shitty world filled with ignorant fools and power hungry nobles. If I had A CHOICE I would return directly back into living my comfortable life so don''t you dare talk to me about a choice.¡¯ I tightened my grip in the false reality until I could feel the sharded entity try to wiggle itself out of my iron grip.

    My thunderous retort seemed to push the small shard back in shock judging by the twitch I felt at the back of my mind, good It felt so freeing to say that out loud. I must not show weakness, usually in such cases the weaker will has to comply and act accordingly if it wishes for its plans to come into fruition¡­compliance through dominance-

    ¡®Hold on what?!¡¯ I paused as strange thoughts crossed my mind, compliance? Dominance? Will?!

    ¡®How the heck do I know such information?! While I may have read occult stuff back home I always kept in mind that it was all a fantasy made up by hyperactive imagination and wishful desires¡­this is different, it feels factual as if some kind of instinct is telling me it is true to an extent.¡¯ I pondered to myself, ignoring the small shard of the native of this world which used this moment to try and gain control over the situation.

    It''s divine clairvoyance if you are wondering. The lionheart chipped in knowingly.

    ¡®You don''t say?¡¯ I retorted sarcastically, I already deduced that. now I am trying to trace how far its effects reach and how to bring it under control or use it to get away with knowing too much when talking with the natives for example About the secretive order of the magician¡¯s tower and the camps you can recruit troops-

    ¡­Holy crap this shit is dangerous, it can actually warp my ideas into a coherent plan and actually make it believable!

    ¡­You do know Your thoughts are open currently, yeah? The shard once more added his unnecessary input without being asked.

    ¡®You do know I just learned how to use this extrasensory perception right? Do you know what I will do now that I know how to employ it with a thought?¡¯ I replied calmly, a supernatural sense of tranquility embraced my mind as I achieved equilibrium with my new existence.

    I grinned conspiringly, projecting it to the shard as what is about to happen should he not comply with my demands.

    Don''t you have any conscience in you? Is your soul so dark as to scheme the enslavement of the entire world into your- bit the Shard back hurriedly before I stopped it.

    ¡®Yes. If you don''t comply with my demands, Lionheart , I will puppeteer your friend, your kingdom and people into becoming my willing pawns that I will use to conquer this ¡°World¡± and the rest of linked dimensions. I don''t have to even dirty my hands, once ¡°Skyfall¡± Begins I will collect my reward and use it to do my bidding. So make your choice, give up on trying to control me and let me do what I want or become the reason why I decide to change my goals from saving to enslaving these barbarians you call ¡°civilized folks¡±.I Dropped the ultimatum on the last remnants of Lionheart.

    I¡­ The shard made a conflicted expression, it seems the fool had wished to puppeteer me into doing its bidding until his soul-force expired, indeed now I can glimpse information by focusing that sixth sense into the direction I want instead of allowing it to interact with my unconscious thoughts randomly.

    Soul-force, a type of energy that souls contain which they use to reincarnate or gain access to eternal rest or damnation. In my case I seem to have been ¡°chosen¡± to reincarnate here but the time-dilation field of the Karmic realm had not planned for a ¡°double event¡± that must happen before someone can enter the barrier that separates realities- to put it into a more understandable perspective my Clairvoyance is telling me that I had to wait for the plot to happen otherwise everything would go so wrong that I may have been reborn into a failed timeline destined for annihilation.

    That is why this fucker is still around, he was never Destinied to develop farther then a ¡°gestalt soul state¡± which is the term used for a baby-soul when a creature is in its infant state. This body was made for my soul to fit in like a glove, that is why I took control without the other soul being unable to contend with my claim and why it was being consumed and used as a pyre to elevate my essence into a perfect state to use everything this body could achieve.

    But, this little shard had somehow broken away with all the information and knowledge of the inner workings of this place, which is why I had no ¡°pre-programmed¡± information inserted in my brain when I was finally released from my limbo. This son of a bitch had somehow become aware of me before I even took over because I had to be dormant until the right moment when I could take over by consuming him.

    He withheld important information from me in hopes I would slip and he could come swooping in and begin reprogramming me by adding himself like a parasitic-virus taking over his host

    A masterful plot I will give him that, but he had not predicted me becoming a champion since day one and gaining this Otherworldly sixth sense.

    And that is why it will cost him everything now.I chuckled darkly as I stared down the final death pyre of what''s left of this cunning bitch.

    ¡®Have you made up your mind? Because even though time passes differently here and the real world I don''t wanna find out if it has any long lasting side effects on my perception of time.¡¯ I spoke a Half-truth, I already knew how much time had passed and who will actually pay the price of exertion of oneself''s mental power- not me.

    I¡­agree with your demands as long as you don''t harm the people. The shard complied, admitting defeat here means letting go of everything you are to the other party. Knowledge, skills, experience, everything you are will become a bonus to the winner who then can decide to take everything and change who he is or¡­

    Pick and choose and sacrifice the rest to increase your soul-force to extend your lifespan by doubling or Tripling based on how much you are willing to let go.

    The shard broke into ten pieces and approached him, the fortress of will that he had shaped as his avatar slowly changed into the recognizable form of his body, Valerio lionheart but with one key difference, His eyes now had a imperceptible glow that hinted at his control over that otherworldly sight.

    ¡®Experience, skills, knowledge and your noble bearing is all want, the rest can become fuel.¡¯ The chosen aspects flew at him and were subsumed, the remaining shards had a far darker fate.

    From the depths of the darkness of his subconsciousness a blue tendril made from his soul-force extended and grasped the remaining shards into an iron grip and pulled them back from place it laid without much fanfare except the feeling of dread it unleashed on the interloper that had tried manipulate his fate.

    ¡®That''s it? No explosion of power or rush of memories? Nothing at all?¡¯ I asked disappointedly, the fanfiction I read made it seem so special yet it felt more like a missing piece of a puzzle being put into place.

    Welp time to deal with the dukes and the lord Marquis, I did promise i wouldn''t harm the populace didn''t I? Well the nobles aren''t the ¡°populace¡± so I got a free hand there and judging by the memories of the lionheart he wouldn''t care either with what I have planned.

    ¡°My Lord the Artifacts are ready to be worn.¡± His return to the real world was met with these words.

    ¡°Good good, Jeffrey, prepare a few papers as well. I have thought of another idea to solve this little conundrum incase It ever appears again in the future. You will write and send these letters to Lord marquis of the House Ablavan , lady of the house Argento and Deramant duchies. Archduke lionheart Valerio demands the Heirs of these three houses to become his or by my hand the traitorous disident of this great Kingdom will feel his Executioner''s axe fall on their necks.¡± Indeed I am planning to exploit the laws of this Kingdom to do what I have been ordered by the future King by taking the three daughters of these houses who I know (now) are also the declared heirs as concubines who do not gain my name unless I grant them the right to do so.

    I fucking love these manipulative systems, especially when I am not the one who is being exploited but doing it. And guess what, these laws can only be changed by the vote of the king, The prime-minister(empty rank that can only be filled if the king/emperor needs a trusted Lord to help him out with governorship of an empire), the archdukes(only one here,Me) and the princes of the kingdom(only two currently with one soon to become the king and the other somewhere in this giant continent with my little brother).

    ¡°My lord, do you plan to create heirs with these women or are you going to keep them as captives to control the three scheming houses?¡± His butler asked cunningly, Ah Jeffrey you are going to become my favorite servant around here if you continue to conduct yourself like a Intellectual individual with common sense. Careful or I might just dump everything on your shoulders hahaha.

    ¡°First I need to judge how far this little scheme goes, then I will decide on my course of action, and do prepare some rooms though once I wrap this up I will have you send an official letter to those three houses. Things are becoming interesting yet again, the nobles have forgotten their place in the hierarchy of this kingdom.¡± I replied calmly, my equilibrium of mind allowed me to see the bigger picture without being influenced by the last remnants of the degraded lionheart wishful desires.

    ¡°By your command my Master.¡± The once knight-noble bowed his head to his charge who he had raised, the Boy who he had taught and taken care of had finally decided to throw away the veil of death he once craved.

    This old man was not what he seemed at first glance, while his noble-rank was low compared to his it was by choice and thought. He was the Grandfather of Valerio Lionheart from his mother''s side. A former chieftain turned noble then deciding by choice to take care of the eldest of his grandchildren when his daughter died by an unknown illness when he was twelfth years old and Virion Five years old.

    What a better way to safeguard your Blood then to act as their Head-butler and help them out with governorship?

    ¡®You have finally decided to take control of your own fate My beloved Nephew. Never thought I would see the day¡­no perhaps I was wrong to think of you like that, you aren''t a child anymore for me to take care of, you have grown into a Man worthy of Your Namesake.¡¯ The old Grandfather thought to himself as he observed his descendant subtly, there was a glow in his eyes that screamed to the world of his ambition and the way he walked had also stepped, no longer the slow and paranoid steps of depressed Young man but a Vigorous Young Warlord walking with purpose towards his goals.

    He saw it all as he followed his charge into the arming chamber, there was still much to be done and he had all the time in the world. Perhaps it is time he started also to be more active and oversee the projects his grandson had put forward.

    ¡®I should start by getting myself into a fighting shape, while I have kept up my martial arts training I may have gotten a bit rusty with my swordsmanship and footwork. If he has decided to control the sea around the duchy then I should make sure I am up to par with Captain of the chosen at the very least.¡¯ A fire was lit in his soul, unknowingly by both him and the source of said spark.

    The passive aura of the Conqueror had begun influencing everything that surrounds its host to become better which will result in an environment that will develop the host further.

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    Well I was expecting to ride my horse once more but unexpectedly It is a luxurious carriage this time that is actually transporting me with all the pomp and circumstance expected from the second most influential Lord of Kingdom. Two full cavalries surrounding me at all times and actual assassins shadowing the carriage for the entire duration that I am traveling.

    It feels like one of those times when you see a fat politician pass through the road with a full team of bodyguards and police making sure nothing happens. But in my case I am neither fat nor weak which means this entire thing is done for a simple reason, to send a message of my personal army''s capabilities as a unit, a flex to put it bluntly which never ceases to amuse me to be honest I am starting to enjoy the entire thing like a vacation in a foreign land.

    ¡°Amusing, I can see a few foolish mercenaries trailing us. Go collect them, will you Shadows?¡± I chuckled at the whiplash that the leader of assassin experienced.

    ¡°As you Command My Master.¡± And the man in archaic spandex was gone in a blurry motion, it was very strange how the martial arts here affected their bodies, almost like shrouding their mortality for brief moments to do superhuman stuff that shouldn''t be possible by mere flesh and blood.

    I wonder if they use some kind of augmenting drug to boost their capabilities and resilience. There were ¡°Drug items¡± in the game that allowed a player to boost a hero to the point of being an One-Man army or Orient them into a specialized type of warfare via selective upgrades. Potential potions was the name of the item which allows one to become ¡°Unmatched¡± to a point where the armies were worthless unless you had researched combat manuals in the Academy¡­

    Academy huh, the only memory Lionheart had of that place was sending his personal Chosen there for ¡°training and learning¡± yet when they returned after their one month in the academia they had visibility changed, thick torsos, heightened sense, an unnatural amount of attention to orders and immunity to failing morale. A clear example of A special training of body and mind or B the archaic tomes and sutras have a hand on it or perhaps C the Covenant.

    Man I wish I could just see the Game window again to check their tier, stats, bonuses and gear. I sighed softly, looking out of the window I decided to take my mind off my inability to see the inner workings of the Army by employing my sixth sense or god-sight as I have decided to call it.

    An Ancient Oak tree so old that civilization did not exist when it grew from the seeds of Creations itself¡­that is old, or perhaps this universe is young? Who knows.

    Medicinal herb, used to create the secret ingredient for potential awakening and life preservation when gravely injured. Can be harvested for seeds to be replanted into a sufficiently humid area with enough sunlight to properly grow fully¡­Jesus Christ that was random even for my clairvoyance.

    ¡°Halt the Carriage momentarily.¡±I ordered, the carriage stopping immediately at my sudden command.

    ¡°My Lord, is something the matter?¡± The knight-errant on charge of driving the carriage asked.

    He opened the door and stood at the side when his Lord walked out of the carriage, tension could be seen on his facial expression as if expecting some kind of disciplinary action to be taken.

    ¡°At ease knight, I just need to collect something that caught my eye for a moment before we continue forward.¡± Poor boy he was truly frightened, he patted him on the shoulder to show that he wasn''t in trouble before walking towards the plant that would let him know if it was actually possible to create a potential potion drug.

    ¡°Bring me the biggest empty glass we have on the carriage knight, it seems this plant has very long roots and needs a large container to be placed in.¡± I grabbed the short knife hidden behind my coat and dug the area around the plant carefully.

    His Chosen who had been charged with being his bodyguards looked curiously at what he was harvesting but did not ask questions that he was not planning to explain in the immediate future until he was sure of the validity of his findings.

    Judging by the sweet minty smell the plant exuded his sight might not be wrong, usually that type of smell was related to medicinal herbs or aromatic compounds used to create said herbs in the first place.

    ¡°You are coming with me.¡± I whispered to the magical plant whose roots were one big lump shaped like a potato.

    The knight brought him an empty vase that had beforehand contained an aromatic flower, he placed the plant inside and took a few lumps of dirt from the place where it had grown before and filled the vase with it.

    He heard an echo of something heavy moving somewhere far away in the forest lining the road which connected his territory with the capital, it had a rhythmic beat to its steps the transmitted near unperceivable tremors on the ground that he could only momentarily feel when he stood still.

    He turned around and focused his sight and mind where he could feel and hear that noise, his sixth sense was the first to gauge the Danger it posed should he dare to approach the predatory beast that called this area its domain.

    Daring to brave this danger would spell certain doom and The final end that would come from being annihilated by the power of the Void, no victory will come only death and certain destruction, do not think of approaching, do not try to gain His attention, move, Run, retreat, get back on your path and keep your head down, move!move!move!move!move!move!move!move!

    Geez okay okay, calm the hell down already you are causing a migraine to appear with all those alarms and death cries for fucks sake, I can guess what the beast is judging by the smell of burning charcoal and sulphur. It''s a Dragon.I sighed softly before turning to one of his servants and signaling him to come forward.

    ¡°Mark this area with a Warning sign, There is a Beast which calls this place its domain and it isn''t a friendly One.¡± I informed before walking towards his carriage with the plant one on hand.

    ¡°Lets hasten our march to the capital, full speed until we arrive at the front doors.¡± I commanded, the carriage began moving once more.

    Perhaps I should really try to find one of those wyverns for myself, this type of speed is quite slow and to be honest I would have arrived at the capital if I had just simply transformed and did one Good [Step Charge] usage, I could probably do a good Hulk jump as well.

    But then how would I flaunt my wealth, influence and political Power to a bunch of feudal bureaucrats? Nah can''t have them thinking only they can use this type of flexing.

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    Another day at work, another day to bear with the boredom and Sunlight blasting down our heads, truly what a glorious place to work when you could be watching the Gladiators in the Arena duking it out or going to the pleasure halls filled to the brim with Whores of all types¡­

    And all this suffering for one silver coin and forty bronze coins.The Wall-guardian thought to himself, he swept his gaze lazily in the horizon for a routine check up before he had to change his position once more-

    He saw a glimpse of a golden lion in a field of blue waving in the Air coming towards them at full speed.

    ¡°Hey Grant! Sign the damn Bell!¡± He yelled at the top of his lungs which caused His sleeping compatriot at the watchtower to nearly slip and fall from there.

    ¡°Damn it Jim! I nearly fell down you motherfucker! The fuck is wrong with you-¡±

    ¡°Shut the fuck you thickheaded son of bitch and ring the damn bell before we have both of our heads on the chopping board for failing our duty! The Archduke has Come and he isn''t someone who is known for forgiveness. You dumb bitch so ring the damn Thing already before they arrive!¡± He retorted angrily at his best friend as he tracked the speeding calvary who seemed to double their speed the more he looked.

    ¡°Fuck me, I thought you were fuckin with me!¡± Grant seemed to be nearly ready to jump out of his skin as he ran at the bell and began pulling down the rope which rung it.

    Don! Don! Don! Don!

    ¡°Open the Doors! OPEN THE DAMN DOORS YOU SHITHEADS!¡± Someone Roared below them, judging by the temperamental tone of his voice it must be the Captain charged with guarding the Walls.

    ¡°Shit Jim that may have been us getting whipped with the lash if you hadn''t seen the convoy!¡± Murmured Grant as he stepped diwn from the ladder to see who was the poor motherfucker who had the pleasure of being the whipping monkey of the very temperamental old veteran.

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    ¡°You owe me a drink later, you son of bitch.¡± replied Jim back, he still hadn''t taken his eyes of the silver-gold plated cavalry of the Lionheart¡¯s charge.l as they passed through the doors and entered the capital without being searched or halted by anyone.

    ¡®As expected of the Elite of Elites and the Men who serve The Champion Lord himself, there is no chance for a mere wall guard to demand anything from them.¡¯ Thought Jim privately, he had been on two occasions where this particular cavalry regiment was deployed and the sheer massacre they could unleash was unsurpassable by your average horse rider or even the veterans placed as overseers on the capital.

    ¡°Hey Jim, do you think he is here for that?¡± Grant asked tensely.

    ¡°There is no other reason for his lordship to drop by Grant, he has come to right the wrongs even if he has to bloody his hands with the blood of the noble lords, he is the right hand of His Majesty and if push came to shove a possible candidate to rule over the Kingdom should anything happen to the Prince as Farfetch as that may be.¡±replied Jim grimly, the flag which was weaving was not the typical Lion with crossed swords that was seen so often.

    It was an angry lion who was accompanied by the Axe of executioner and the Hammer of Judge on a field of midnight blue instead of azure blue, a subtle detail to express the purpose of the Archduke to the capital and Jim knew for a fact that the Lionheart will not be as compromising as his Majesty was when it comes to insurrectionists and throne deniers.

    ¡°The Hammer of The Judge and The Axe of The Executioner, the Senate will either be brought to heel or bathed in the blood of exiled nobles.¡± he whispered to his Friend, the grim atmosphere becoming ominous when dark clouds began blocking the sky.

    ¡°The Heavens will seems to be on his side as well, look at those flashes.¡± Pointed Grant at the sky, red and gold lighting seemed to jump from one place to another as if awaiting a command.

    ¡°The Gods aren''t pleased my friend, the Throne must be taken otherwise the Blessings of the Sun God will turn into the Judgment of the damned and blasphemers.¡± Jim stated without thinking, the words flowing without thought.

    The Heavens indeed seemed angered at something, something they both know instinctively yet their minds couldn''t grasp the sheer scope of what''s about to happen in a few days.

    The Prophesied ¡°Skyfall¡± will follow on the day the Battle-King takes his Rightful Throne. - Great Sage Vega, high-priestess of the Sun God and a chosen Apostle of His will made manifest.

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    The carriage came to an Halt, there was a brief silence for a moment before trumpets blared all around his carriage, a thunderous clang of Spears hitting the ground at the same accompanied each beat of the drums as the greeting continued until he issued his Reason of coming as tradition demanded.

    He stood up from his seat and went to the door where two Crusaders stood shoulder to shoulder ready to open the door at his behest, a snap of his fingers and the doors of the carriage were opened wide revealing his midnight-clad form to all the onlookers who were present.

    He swept his gaze to everyone who dared to look directly at him and narrowed his eyes, he raised one of his arm up slowly towards his Securis Carnificis (Axe)on his back and grasped its handle tightly while the other grasped the pommel of the Flagellum Proditorum (Hammer) and unsheathed them both at the same time.

    ¡°I have come to right the wrongs and bring justice and death to Those who dare deny His Majesty¡¯s Birthright.¡± I Declared harshly, Crashing both hammer and Axe together to create a keening noise that reverberated all over the Capital like a thunderbolt strike.¡±Those who oppose this Claim stand forward and Accept Judgment, Today I shall Serve as Judge, Jury and Executioner as it is my Duty.¡±

    The Silence that accompanied my words had the effect of giving me a few precious seconds to pull at the knowledge I had taken previously from the former paranoid (rightfully so cus apparently I had been breathing down his neck while being dormant lol) shithead that claimed this body once, He had the entire thing memorized.

    ¡°Stand forward or be silent for all eternity.¡±I commanded, a Signal to my chosen to walk forward with my banner held high as it is required for a High-Ranking noble to do before entering the palace.

    None dared. No one dared to even blink, they stood there like dead Men awaiting their doom.

    He chuckled amusedly Inside, this entire tradition was a like great drama being played to create a Dramatic entrance for the Big Bad of some Movie. Well props to whoever wrote this script because he knew what he was doing, the shocked, awed and shaken expressions of his listeners were something to be treasured into the depths of his memory for all eternity.

    ¡®Now to put the cherry on top.¡¯

    ¡°Riders, nobody enters or leaves from these doors without my permission. Blockade the palace until justice is served.¡± With that I Signaled my Chosen to follow me inside the palace where history was about to be made.

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    Our gambit has backfired on us, that accursed prince who wishes to ascend the throne and stabilize this kingdom did not step back when we threatened to withhold our garrisons from the imperial army. Oh no, he did not take a Single step back this time,he took a hundred steps forward and pointed his ¡°Sword¡± at us, the Archduke was notified no matter how hard we tried to black out any information from reaching his realm¡­

    And judging by the chill down our collective spine he did not wait one single second to react, he has come to the capital to bring us all to heel.

    ¡°By my Decree as The Heir of this kingdom I invoke Martial law on the capital of Silverwing until unity is restored.¡± The King-to-be declared as a signal from one of the servants whose loyalty was to the throne brought news of the arrivals who were about to enter the senate.

    ¡°I present thee His Lordship The Archduke Lionheart Valerio and his direct second in command of the Chosen Leandro Vonheimer High knight of Silverwing.¡± Boomed the Throne watcher as the two guards at the door opened them to welcome the Executioner himself who had brought his tools along.

    ¡°Fuck we are fucked.¡± One of the lower ranking Senate members cursed under his breath at the sight of the royally pissed Off Golden Lion who was staring them down like a Starving Predator who had found his prey.

    He concurred with the foolish Viscount yet he did not have nerves to vocalize it, too many bloodthirsty Sharks were looking hungrily around for any deserters who wish to become a martyr and take the blame of this catastrophe they had dug themselves in.

    ¡°Without any further ados the Judge will start the Trial of Justice. The accused stand Forward and plead your reasons.¡± The Voice of Lionheart commanded as his master collected a thick black book made of ancient leather- Codex lex Imperialis.

    The whispering died off, all eyes were on the man who stood in the center, a single Lion versus thirty hyenas circling him for any weakness, yet he stood there resolute and full of confidence in himself.

    ¡°Let thee be judged.¡± He spoke the first words on the cover of Book while staring at them.¡±In the name Of the bearer of the Crown I bring Justice, as the only One beside the King with the Highest rank, I bear absolute Authority and In the Name of the Throne I shall judge all Fairly be Thee Noble or a peasant.¡±

    ¡°This I swear in the name of the Noble House of Lionheart.¡±

    The throne watchers clanged their golden halberds on the ground as a recognition of his Authority and validity of his claim.

    ¡°My Prince you may declare the names of the ones who denied your rightful claim to the throne so we may begin.¡± He nodded his head at the Future King who is about to get the earliest known coronation as a consequence from his detractors folly.

    ¡°Lord-marquis of the House Ablavan Vasco, Duchess of the house Argento Amelia, Duke Deramant Daklahar have claimed that the kingdom is not apparently ready to begin a large scale expansion and think that the Coronation of their King will bring trouble.¡± The King-to-Be pointed out three specific nobles who were closest to his authority together.

    ¡°Accused stand forward and plead your innocence.¡±The Archduke Commanded as he unsheathed the Golden Hammer and gave it to his Voice to bring it forward where a wooden Platform was placed for this special artifact to work its effect on the accused.

    ¡°I plead Innocence and demand a fair Judgment by the Court, not some archaic artifact!¡± The Duchess stood up and declared strongly, sweeping her gaze to the rest of the court only to be met with raised eyebrows and sneers by them.

    ¡°INSOLENCE!¡± Declared the Throne watchers harshly with their halberds Pointed at the foolish noble who dared to deny the Throne.

    ¡°Accused you will stand forward and touch the [Flagellum Proditorum] or you will not get any other chance to do so. The only other option you will get is [Securis Carnificis], an Immediate Beheading without trial so choose your words carefully.¡± He glared intensely at her, his eyes glowing azure with bloodthirsty Intent at the noble who felt a chill run down her spine which nearly made her pee herself.

    The Prince watched impassively from his throne, his regal face set into a stoic mask which hid whatever thoughts he had currently running in his mind.

    [Main Quest(new): Requirements meet, The prideful Lion¡¯s Divine Judgment/Mercy 100% completed.]

    [Sub-quest(new):The Lion''s Order, Take Hostages, enforce your Will. Conquer the Court and establish your Claim as The Right-hand of the King. Completed (the Court nobles fear you).]

    [Congratulations Champion Your name has spread all over the Nation as the Bringer of its Will on the Capital.]

    Ding!

    Ding!

    Ding!

    ¡®So my actions can actually cause some sort of mass effect over the rest of Populace whenever I complete One of these quests I am not even aware are there?¡¯ He wondered mentally, the Constant ding of the system notifying him was starting to cause him a migraine to form.

    During this little lapse of attention, the Accused noble had walked to the Hammer and with trembling hands touched the Artifact who shone with holy light.

    [Evil intent detected]

    [Evil thoughts detected]

    [Dark schemes detected]

    [This individual is compromised by dark thoughts!!!]

    He stared at the invisible notifications that appeared above the Hammer, the holy white light had turned a pitch black with hints of deep red, the artifact actually could tap into the game mechanism he remembered from the game and transmit it via telepathic projections that only he could see?

    He swept his gaze over the room and traced where they were looking at, none were staring at the hammer but the dark coated Woman who had taken a few steps back from the artifact with shaking hands and wide eyes she turned to look at him with fear clearly present on her face.

    ¡®You are so fucked right now Lady, and not in any pleasurable way.¡¯ He thought to himself as turned to the Throne watchers.

    ¡°Size her. Mark her for death by the Will of This Kingdom I declare Her A Traitor to the Throne.¡± With that ominous command the throne watchers surged forward at superhuman speeds that blurred from the eyes of the normal humans for a brief second before reappearing around the Noble lady, their glaives keeping her locked in place as their captain walked forward with a pair of Silver Cuffs that were inscribed with gylps and runic pentagrams?!

    New lesson for future references: Never remove the possibility of what you thought you knew without checking first. Gylps and runes are present and being used by the secret police of the Throne.

    Can''t believe I thought that the world would run as how the updates introduced the new functions, I am one hell of a dumbass for that stupid thought process when I actually came across the ingredient for potential potion and a fucking wild Dragon in the forests.

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    ¡°Citizens of the Silverwing kingdom today is a special day that shall be remembered by our descendants and their descendants, as the last surviving Archduke noble house I the current Head of Lionheart declare the Coronation of A New Battle-King, I have judged the Heir of Silverwing worthy of the Title He was destined to take.¡± He stopped and Signaled the Holy Royal Guardian Knights to step aside and allow the former Prince to walk into the podium.¡±I present to you your Monarch, King Avalon Silverwing.¡±

    Having his name Declared to the masses was the Signal that the young monarch was awaiting to step in and add his speech to invigorate the masses with his mind-blowing charisma.

    ¡°My beloved subjects, I am honored to take up the Throne of Silverwing and live up to your expectations as duty compels me to do. Do not fret for I do not plan to Step back from The Frontlines for it is my duty as the Guardian Hero of this kingdom to protect you alongside my fellow Heroes, Let me Make one thing clear..¡± Avalon declared, staring ahead unflinchingly which made him wonder what sort of shit he was about to spew and if he should stop him before he did such a thing.¡±An age of Conquest and exploration is awaiting us, Fertile Lands and unclaimed dungeons, beasts to be slayed and tamed, allies to be and enemies to be Annihilated await us, My first Decree as Your King shall be this, The Lands which will be conquered shall be handed to those who contributed the most merit, New noble houses shall be created to expand our territory. It is a new age of possibilities!¡±

    The resounding cheer had him flinch for a second before he collected himself, the People have been over hyped at the prospect ascending the Ranks of nobility and becoming one of the pillars of the kingdom which he predicts will become a jumbled mess should the King make multiple noble houses from scratch without proper preparations.

    ¡°HAIL KING AVALON, HAIL HIS HIGHNESS THE KING OF SILVERWING!!!¡±

    ¡°They are too loud and too overhyped.¡± Whispered his second-in command for his ears only.

    ¡°It''s to be expected at the mere idea of having a chance to ascend to the rank of a noble house which hasn''t occurred in nearly two hundred and fifty years.¡±He replied unfazed as he predicts there will be a shitton of deaths in the near future.¡±many of them will die in vain, dungeons and ruins are cursed with evil totems or the ghosts of the dead. I have a feeling I will have to expand my lionheart host to compensate for the future conquests.¡±

    ¡°My liege, your servants have groomed our sons for such a role and we await your Command.¡±his knights declared, fire burning behind their eyes as they kneeled before him.

    ¡°Have you now?¡± He said, turning to his kneeling knights.¡±And what made you do such a thing?¡±

    ¡°My liege, we have sworn eternal service to you, our body, soul and blood are oath bonded to your service until death does us apart. It is the highest honor for us, your knights, to produce the next generation of your warriors at all costs. Our sons and daughters'' lives belong to you.¡± His second in Command declared zealously, he too joined his brothers in kneeling in front of him submissively.

    He blinked at that as a light lit up in his head, his brain digesting the words flowing unbiddengly through.

    [Achievement unlocked: Eternal Loyalty!]

    [Achievement unlocked: The Next Generation!]

    [Achievement unlocked: Oath Bonded Even In death.]

    [Achievement

    unlocked: A King In the Making!]

    [Achievement unlocked: Favored Champion!]

    What the fuck?

 Skyfall 1

    As the crowning of the New King came to an end, events foreseen by the great Sage Vega began.

    It mirrors the small cutscene from the Dragon Introduction.

    ¡®Valerio¡¯ thought to himself as he observed the Heavens light up from the unexpected meteor shower that came down.

    [My Champion, be on guard, the Realms are being spied on.] His Patron Deity warned suddenly with an edge to his tone.

    By whom, if I may ask my Lord?

    [I can''t say for sure, the Veil which blocks our influence from reaching the mortal realms is preventing me from procuring more information on these new presences that dare defy the divine rules.] His God replied displeased, he did not add any further comments.

    ¡®Fuck. There are so many possibilities as to who it can be that I can''t place my finger on any of them without setting a chain reaction.¡¯ He thought, there are at least 5 dimensions in the realms of Nore and if He dared to think about the World generator function¡­an infinite amount of realms just like his out there.

    ¡°Leandro I want you to do something for me¡­discreetly.¡± He commanded his captain.

    ¡°Your will is my command my Liege, what is that you wish for me to do?¡± The captain replied with zeal in his voice.

    ¡°Send a Shadow to collect as many Samples of those stones falling from the sky as possible and transport them back to our territory, tell the Head-butler to ¡®place it close to a Hot Area and keep watch over them at all times.¡¯¡± He whispered to his retainer.

    ¡°By your leave my liege, it shall be done at once.¡± The Captain turned around and left his side, another knight stood forward and continued the vigil as their duty compelled them to.

    ¡°Vorlos keep watch over the nobles in the court and inform me if they make any suspicious movements.¡± He muttered under his breath to his current aid.

    ¡°As you command Master.¡± The knight replied.

    The court now was about to start, United by their King''s power and joined by the archduke at the side who served as a clear reminder of what would happen to traitors.

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    He swept his gaze over the court, his face set in a permanent expression of cold resolution which hid the truth in his thoughts.

    Three noble Houses are now controlled by Valerio¡­I can''t believe that it was that easy to deal with them, why didn''t I ask him to do that sooner when there was a threat bearing down at our front doors?!He screamed internally at himself, his mask falling apart as his logical side and pragmatic side came at odds with one another.

    Because it would have attracted unwanted attention from the clergy, the high Bishop would have tried and twisted it into a convoluted mess that would have torn the kingdom into pieces.His logical side snapped coldly. Knowing Valerio, he would have torn the Church apart for going against the crown, just as he did with ¡®the Lightbringer¡¯ when the cataclysm happened.

    The lightbearer was a Demon, an agent of chaos! A false Messiah that destroyed the Empire and killed hundreds of thousands of our people you ingrate! What Valerio did to him wasn''t enough, he should have done worse! The pragmatic side retorted angrily.

    ¡®Shut up.¡¯ He ordered the Voices in his head, a migraine making itself known.¡¯shut the fuck Up.¡¯

    He pushed those thoughts into the back of his mind and tried to clear his mind, he had much to do and so little time.

    ¡°The Court of Silverwing is finally unified, let this be marked in the history records as the beginning of the Kingdom¡¯s Growth. It is year 1000.9.30 of the new calendar in this unknown continent.¡± The Young King declared, the aides and the historians wrote each word he uttered in the large tome which contained the history of their beginning as kingdom.¡±for this expansion to work successfully we require large amounts of food and resources, Scouts have reported that beyond the mountain range exist large amounts of unclaimed resources which will help us mitigate the Problem that might arise along the way.¡±

    He swept his gaze to each noble and judged their reactions, no matter how good their facade might be they still let enough slip through for him to guess what they were thinking inwardly.

    Though his friend¡¯s reaction surprised him the most since he had a knowing smirk fixed on his face when he uttered the resources part.

    ¡°Your majesty I was planning to bring it up later but it seems like there is no need to do so anymore.¡± Valerio interjected, Signaling one of his men to bring him something.¡± I have already taken into consideration that we may expand at some point and Decided to expand my territory into the untamed jungle that blocks my path into the sea. Currently I am expanding a path which will allow me to procure more wood and food once the project is underway.¡±

    Avalon''s surprise didn''t stop there, once the servant returned with an unexpected guest following behind.

    ¡°My Lords and ladies.¡±The Mage greeted simply, as expected from a member of the Tower of the Sorcerers they are quite direct and to the point.

    His friend gave the map to the mage and said something to him while pointing at the area he had marked on the map.

    The Mage nodded and brought out a blue Crystal shaped like a sphere from his robe and began chanting something, the map glowed a deep azure as mana was infused into the paper.

    A projection sprang forward and expanded to show what his friend had been talking about, a drawn project that had been carefully added atop the Map of the area where it was being constructed.

    ¡°As you can see The Area which I am currently deforesting is quite thick and will aid our future endeavors by giving us lots of wood. But that is not the only resource I plan to harvest from this endeavor, animals and beasts alike call this place home.¡± Valerio paused as he muttered something to the mage again.¡± I will collect them and slowly tame them via selective breeding just as our ancestors did with horses and other beasts of burden. Once the path is clear I will immediately start harvesting fish from sea so your majesty I ask of you to hand me some of your craftsmen and labor force to finish it sooner and start the process of creating the trade routes.¡±

    Avalon did not say anything for a few seconds, his brain had been bombarded by so much information and possibilities that he needed a break for just a second until he regained control of his body once more.

    ¡®HE ALREADY GUESSED MY PLANS?!¡¯

    ¡®HE TOOK INTO CONSIDERATION MY PLAN AND FOLLOWED THROUGH BY BEGINNING TO GATHER THE RESOURCES NEEDED TO ACCOMPLISH¡­I guess I owe him one for that.¡¯

    He completely misunderstood it, the Young Monarch has no idea why ¡®his friend¡¯ started this project in the first place.

    It was not to help him out with his conquest of the Wildlands.

    It was not to stabilize the Kingdom that still lacked the required resources to expand their population.

    Hell it wasn''t even for earning prestige amongst the noble circles and establishing his duchy.

    The reason why it all started was from a random thought about how to grow his power faster.

    ¡°Valerio lionheart as Your King I commend your-¡±

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    ¡°Valerio lionheart as your King I commend your foresight and far-thinking, I will let you borrow all the Craftsmen and labor force that you might deem necessary to finish your project as fast as you can manage.¡± Avalon finally spoke after a moment which felt like an eternity to him even though it was barely thirty seconds.¡±The restrictions placed on your divine blessings is removed, You are henceforth allowed to use your power as you see fit to help the kingdom this I The Ruler of this Kingdom Decree.¡±

    ¡°Thank you, Your Majesty. I shall use them well to further our Kingdom¡¯s Growth.¡± He bowed his head a fraction which hid the calculating gleam in his eyes.

    ¡®I struck Gold Today.¡¯

    Ding

    Ding

    Ding

    [Achievement unlocked: Fooling the King]

    [Achievement unlocked: hitting Gold]

    [Achievement unlocked: Free reign]

    [First Chapter completed: ¡°The Awakening of Golden Lion¡±/ sub-quests completed: Dominating the Court, Bringing Justice, The People''s Trust/Favor, Fooling the King.]

    Ding

    Ding

    Ding

    Ding

    ¡®This wannabe system is still acting up?¡¯ He wondered, it had evolved to the point he could see it in front of his eyes instead of just hearing it as he did before.

    [Divine Skill clairvoyance has leveled up!]

    What?!

    [Divine skill: Metamorphosis has leveled up!]

    !?

    [Passive skills: Tactics and statesmanship have leveled up!]

    ¡­

    [Skill: Paragon lvl 1¡ú2]

    No way, skills can be leveled up?!

    [You have accumulated the necessary experience to rank up ¡úChampion ¡úParagon]

    Ranking up? That didn''t exist in the game when I played it¡­

    don''t tell me¡­how long has it been since I came to this world?!

    The Time flow is different the farthest one gets from the center, it may double or triple based on the barriers of linear-Not now damn you! I thought I had complete control over your usage!

    ¡­Fffffffff

    At least a few years must have passed for such a new system to have been implemented in the game, or perhaps it is doing the function for one of the more game-ish based strengthening methods.

    Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings.

    Calm down, look there is already a hint at the notification. experience accumulation was how Heroes overcame their limits until they hit a bottleneck that would require unlocking Mastery of EX skills.

    He felt a chill travel all over his nervous system-no not a chill¡­Power flowed into all the cervixes of his body and augment everything, his muscles felt stronger, bones more dense and rigid, his perception and sensory receptors were alive with new information he could not previously see and feel.

    ¡®Is this how that guy from Solo-leveling felt each time he leveled up?¡¯He wondered to himself, carefully testing his new strength by clenching and unclenching his definitely-now Superhuman body.¡¯My muscles feel different, like refined steel fiber bunched together and ready to snap.¡¯

    Not just that, everything feels so slow all of a sudden¡­has my perception passed the threshold which causes the brain to think that time has halted?

    ¡°¨CFrom now on, I am reinstating the military draft as a requirement for all Men from ages 15 and up. We are living in a turbulent era and as such every able bodied man is required to weather the Storm.¡± It seems Avalon was not taking any chances when he was given the opportunity, he was planning to expand the garrison troops to at least a few legions worth.

    ¡°All blacksmiths are ordered to start recruiting apprentices to expand our productivity, the guilds are requested to begin gathering resources for large scale construction of both military armaments and civilian buildings, We can''t allow our enemies to be the first who shall place the flag into the unclaimed resources.¡± You are quite behind Avalon, even for a so-called tactical Genius you are still just a golden-spooned primitive compared to someone from my World¡­at least one who isn''t retarded and doesn''t lack common sense.

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    [???¨Cone month later.]

    ¡°The Humans have begun mobilizing.¡± Stated a masked figure who was wearing an all-black robe which hid the gender.

    ¡°I am well aware of that, Denji, but we can''t do anything about it yet.¡± replied a cat-like voice sagely.¡± They are blessed with many generals and commanders amongst them whereas we lack such competent people amongst our surviving tribes and clans.¡±

    ¡°But Master, we have you.¡± The one named Denji pouted.¡± You can call the winds to tear them apart, you who can sing to the spirits of the wild to do your bidding.¡±

    ¡°That I can do but you do not know what the spirits tells me when I ask them about our fate should we cross swords against these humans.¡± The Master whispered ominously.

    ¡°What do they tell you, Master Yip?¡±

    ¡°They sing the song of death¡­He will come, they say, he whose blood is divine will hunt us all down and nail our skulls on pikes as a warning to anyone who would dare stand in his way.¡± He told his student, he still could hear the spirits sing that song even more now that the sky fell.¡±He who annihilated the army of death to the last will hunt you down like a predator does his prey.¡±

    ¡°What is he called master? Perhaps we can assassinate him-¡± Denji uttered before his Master struck him down with the wooden pole he carried around.

    ¡°FOOL!¡± His master snapped angrily, a red glow appearing in his pupils that told him that he had done something very wrong.¡±You would destroy us all to the last Rakan, He will kill every single woman, child and elderly as an example!¡±

    He cowered at his master''s words, the rakans may be numerous but they were cowards to the marrow, once they felt that defeat was imminent they would scamper and try to hide. They held grudges for generations but they wouldn''t act until their enemy had been weakened enough for them to feel comfortable to attack.

    ¡°Listen carefully Denji because I will say this only once, The Golden Lion should not be pushed or there will be consequences.¡± Master Yip admonished his student carefully.¡± He has the favor of a God Of War and the support of his Kingdom backing him.¡±

    ¡°Are you truly admitting defeat without-¡± Denji tried to say before a beastial glare from his master made him shut his mouth.

    ¡°I am not, I see no point in starting a fight with a superior enemy.¡± Master Yip sighed, his age showing in his face, even for a rakan he was old, nearly two hundred and fifty.¡± You need to learn to choose your battles Denji, I won''t be around forever to guide you.¡±

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    [Achievement unlocked: Inflicted the fear of God into your enemies.]

    ¡®Huh? Dafuq? Is the system broken or something?¡¯ Valerio wondered to himself as he sweatdropped at the random notification.

    ¡°Pull that Rope tighter!¡± He commanded one of his crusaders as they herded the beasts they had caught inside the cages they had brought with them.¡±Do not harm that Cow-looking beast at all costs, it is pregnant with a pair of calves!¡±

    Time passes fast when you''re busy. The clearing was completed within one week of the timeline which the guilds had predicted would take at least 3 weeks but with the extra hands Avalon handed to me everything was sped up.

    He was right, the Dwarves had a steam/mana powered bulldozer-looking machine the size of a house which could hasten the process of uprooting the trees but it would overheat if pushed too much. It had a limit of 10.5 meters per break which it would take to cool off the container filled with liquid mana¡­otherwise it would explode with the power of a thermonuclear bomb.

    That is why I advocated to use sparingly, I didn''t want to test my durability and resistance against the sun going off in my face, no sir!

    ¡°Cart them directly to the new open area where the rest of the similar looking beasts reside, the aggressive are to be slaughtered and used to feed the workers and the warriors.¡± The Archduke relayed to his Head-butler.

    ¡°Of course my Lord.¡± He replied, signaling the scribes and the other administrative adepts to begin the work of recording the beasts by numbers who will be further divided and spread between the Ranch and the slaughterhouse.

    ¡°My Liege, We have reports of sightseeing the elves you warned us off to the north where the jungle Thickens.¡± One of his crusaders reported curtly, a scout had arrived with news of continued Sight seeings of such occurrences¡­as I predicted.

    ¡°I will deal with them personally, you guard the Workers while I am gone.¡± He commanded before taking a few steps away from the gathering and Jumped away.

    With a mental command he Transformed into his demi-God Form which earned him a few awed looks from his men. He did not stop for a moment and gathered mana to the soles of his feet and used them as a trampoline to blast forward at speeds that broke the sound barrier.

    ¡°So that is the famous demi-God Form of the Lord eh.¡± A certain old Dwarf remarked as he observed their liege transform into a giant bathed in flames and light, a golden circle appearing out of nowhere behind his shoulders that reminded him of the legends of ages past.

    ¡°The Star of the Divine¡±, the mark of those who act as Champions for their Deities.

    ¡°It looks different from what I remember.¡± One of the few who had seen their Liege transform for the first time commented.¡±He was not this big before¡­and less glowly.¡±

    The old dwarf spared a look to the warrior before returning his gaze to the slowly disappearing back of the giant man he calls master.

    ¡°He must have risen to the rank of ¡®A favored¡¯ by his God, no mere mortal Can conjure the Star of Divinity without being favored.¡± He murmured to himself, missing the shocked expression of the humans who had heard his words.

    Indeed if one was sensitive enough to the flow of the Mana they would notice the sudden weight that pressed down on their minds, The gaze of a God was focused on his champion who was traveling at speeds unseen in this world which translated into a lot of torn trees and non-stop cracks and explosive noises.

    The Demi-God who carved such a path of destruction through the jungle had thought ahead, he had taken into consideration the sensitivity of the treefolk and predicted their reaction accordingly.

    ¡®There you are pointy ears.¡¯ He smirked viciously, his gaze locked to the Sylvian riding a strange beast that was a mix between a deer and a purple lion.

    He allowed one more burst of mana on his feets before he changed his trajectory mid-flight by using a particularly large tree as a slingshot that threw him in the path towards the flustered tree-humper that tried to run away¡­to late as he passed near and grabbed her by the neck while kicking her beast away with a slap that nearly caved its stomach as it flew back.

    ¡°Greetings Sylvian, you are trespassing in my domain, please do explain why you are here before I decide to break your neck.¡±He growled intimidatingly, making full use of his size and image as he glared down at the one meter tall winged female elf.

    ¡°Inceruno alera fyutri esl itaba!¡± She spoke as fast she could, not that I could understand what she was saying in the first place.

    ¡°I asked you a question and you dare spit on my generosity by cursing me in your tongue?! Then die-¡±

    ¡°Please do not harm her Lord, she doesn''t speak the Imperial tongue.¡± Someone interrupted his execution, when he turned around he saw an old-looking elf who was floating thanks to those four enormous wings on his back.

    ¡°Well well well¡­what do we have here? A patriarch or a clan Lord? Which one I wonder.¡±He spun around and stared unfazed at the newcomers, he could feel the eyes of at least fifteen others boring on his skull with violent intent.

    ¡°the father of the girl you hold in your grasp, please I beg of you release her!¡± The old elf replied.

    ¡°Now now, Tree hugger, if I did such a thing your assassin hiding in the trees wouldn''t have to worry about me tearing her head, correct?¡± He chuckled darkly, he flared his power like a supernova going off which caused violent winds to pick up and break the illusions hiding the sylvians from his gaze.¡±Do you take me for a fool old man? Even if I released this woman from my grasp your primitive bows wouldn''t be able to even puncture my skin, imagine breaking past my armor.¡±

    As soon as he uttered those words, liquid gold began spreading around his body like spider webs, a Red Gem appeared in the middle of his chest which caused the golden web to twitch and form into his armor of fate he had used previously against the undead.

    From head to toes he was clad in a golden-white armor that fitted him perfectly like a glove. golden tattoos appeared around his neck which acted like skin armor who would block attacks should one manage to catch him off guard.

    ¡°Well then Old Man? Why don''t you order your servants to lower their bows before I turn them to ash?¡± He straightened himself as he unsheathed his sword with his free hand, from tip to the pommel a red flame engulfed his weapon.

    ¡°Acyinta es.¡± The Old Sylvian uttered, the smaller elvish assassin lowered their bows and stood in place.¡±We seem to have a¡­misunderstanding. We mean you no harm, chosen One.¡±

    ¡°As if you can pose any harm to me, for an elf you are quite deaf to have missed it.¡± He shook his head at the unprepared Tree huggers.

    All around the area stood his lionheart''s arrow with their mithril bows pointed at the elfs. Behind him he heard a horse slowly approach and stop at his left.

    ¡°My liege, do you wish to exterminate these winged primitives?¡± The Commander of the lionheart''s arrow asked calmly, he swept his gaze all over the potential battlefield and sniffed the air." I smell old oaks approaching slowly from the north, judging by that one reaction it must be a coordinated assault that relies on catching us unprepared.¡±

    Hearing the Commanders words had him narrow his eyes until all that could be seen were two pits of azure glow that seemed to flicker like a storm each time he pulsed his energy.

    ¡°Equip fire arrows, attack any tree monster that gets closer than one hundred meters from you, be careful from underground attacks as these creatures employ their roots to tangle you to catch off guard their enemies. Do not allow the tree folk to leave your sight, they can use an illusion to hide in the shadows of the trees.¡±He ordered calmly, each time he spoke a word the old elf''s eyes widen further and further until he looked like cartoon character with how close his eyes were from popping out of the skull.

    ¡°Esca retuena il vitincae!¡± One of the Sylvian archers yelled pointing at our backlines, he could taste the steely resolve of his crusaders getting closer to their position.

    ¡°It won''t matter what you bring here Sylvian, if you don''t lower your weapons and recall your monsters I will uproot this entire area and make sure to exterminate your kind to the last.¡±Valerio took on step forward and pointed his sword at the Old elf, the area where he placed his feet caught fire.

    ¡®neat, area damage or is it Passive AOE?¡¯ He thought inwardly, he took one more step towards the elf and subtly observed what happened when he placed his feet down.

    ¡®it''s the Aura reacting to the ambient mana creating the heat?¡¯

    Now that he focused on the invisible energies, he could see green lines sneaking from behind the elfs which grew thicker the farther he looked.

    A dragon vein must be nearby, a possible Mana vein is inside his Territory awaiting to be harvested and used to create more Elite warriors for the conquests to come. his sixth sense finally reacted to his urging and didn''t fail him this time either.

    He calculated the possible tactical uses of this new resource that was now within his grasp, his thoughts all congregating in the usage of the liquid Mana that was such a precious resource to find currently.

    ¡°Change of plans Men.¡± He declared suddenly, eyes flashing blue as he tensed his body in preparation for what he must do next.¡±Kill them to last!¡±

    He roared and jumped forward like a flaming meteor, fist clenched hard he tried to end the Old Elf in one punch.

    Yet that unnatural dexterity of theirs wasn''t a myth as the elf jumped and flapped those bug wings to make distance from the area he crashed down.

    Dooon!

    A solid three-meters deep crater appeared where the elf had been previously, a cloud of smoke flung up hiding the preparator whose only visible future were the two glowing azure eyes and the circle of energy behind his shoulders who hung there ominously pulsing to the same rhythm as the heart of the Mortal who had conjured it.

    ¡°Hahahahaha, I forgot about your unnatural quick-reaction speed.¡± The golden demi-God Boomed ominously as heavy steps were heard from the suddenly Silent jungle.¡±No matter¡­Box them Cirion  Leandro!¡±

    As soon as he gave that order, arrows flew from his feathershots and nailed a few unprepared sylvians to the trees they stood, yet the crusaders were the ones who caused the most chaos amongst their enemies by slamming them bodily to the ground and cutting their heads without any hesitance being shown.

    ¡°Kill them all Men, for the Glory of Lionheart!¡± Leandro boomed, he too has been showing signs of heroic awakening this month during their training together.

    He didn''t know exactly how it worked but there were a few hints recorded on the library in the Capital, one the most glaring hints was the morale heightening effect one could muster when allowed to lead, to his sixth-sense it looked like a bursts mana leaving the body and traveling around like a ¡°wave¡±.

    The other hints were far more visible, the body changing or an ability suddenly activating, the rest of the stuff I read was more speculations than facts so no point in dwelling on them.

    ¡°Why did you change your mind so suddenly?!¡± Demanded the older Elf questiongly as he continued to dodge his telegraphed attacks.

    ¡°Because I don''t trust invaders who serve a Goddess who is a sworn enemy of my God!¡± He answered, he wasn''t lying per se but neither was he telling the actual truth.

    You see, now that he had the full picture completely assembled after fully analyzing the memories of the ¡®old Valerio¡¯, he understood a different perspective, the races of this World were pushed against one another to further their God''s influence in the Realm where they reside.

    Humanity for example Had one ¡°Creator¡± God and few others they had contracted during specific points in time but the major holder of Human Souls was The Sun God ¡°At¡¯hamet¡¯tkar¡± which roughly translates into ¡°The-Almighty-One¡±, I know it sounds quite pretentious when there are other such Deities associated with the Creator title but here is the thing, This One Is a ¡°Human God¡±.

    He is one of a Kind, the only One who has shaped his chosen race in his image. If you still can''t grasp the sheer magnitude of what I''m telling you then let me expand it a bit further.

    At¡¯hamet¡¯tkar was not shaped by the whatever the hell gave birth to the other Deities, He just appeared One day and decided to create an entire species in his image while the other Deities were still in the process of being formed from the shapeless energies which gave birth to the species which inhabit this world now.

    This fact is something the other Deities hate with burning passion, one of them is the one who holds a fair shair over these obnoxious Pointy ears, The One called Myciela, Goddess of Nature(and secretly Spite).

    She calls herself the ArchRival? of At¡¯hamet¡¯tkar who doesn''t give a Fuck to be honest. He is too Powerful to care about some insignificant bitchy Goddess who thinks too highly of herself when she has yet to accomplish something as special as he has who is lauded as the First amongst the Many who followed on his steps.

    To put it Bluntly He is the famous Guy Known for his Accomplishment in his field while she is the retarded Karen who runs her mouth like the stupid cunt she is.

    ¡°Tell Myciela that I said fuck you when you meet her.¡± I grinned diabolically before disappearing from the area I stood and reappearing behind the unprepared elf fist cocked behind ready to cave his skull in.

    His fist blurred forward at lightning speeds which seemed as if it was tearing space itself when it suddenly crashed at the back of the tensing elf who was distracted by two silver arrows lodging in his kneecaps by Cirion.

    BAAANG!

    A resounding thunderclap followed the punch which tore through the skull of the elf and left a crater to ground along the liquified gray matter the elf once called brain.

    ¡°Hmm¡­did I overdid it?¡±Valerio mumbled under his breath, the head had a hole which his arm had gone through that kept the body up.

    Huh these creatures'' blood is purple? How interesting, perhaps I should take a few and test them for inter-species breeding-

    ¡°Maybe just a little bit my Lord, the blood smear flew all over the place and disrupted the enemies'' cohesion.¡± Indeed the blood had created an opening when it flew all over the place, the sudden death of their leader had the rest of the Sylvians in shock which allowed his followers to kill them more easily with a few Stragglers being caught by a few crusaders.

    ¡°Sir The tree monsters should be close, shall we deploy the fire arrows?¡± Cirion pointed behind him, the trees seemed to become twisted as if someone was purposely setting the battlefield to their advantage.

    ¡°No need to waste our Ace yet, save it for the conquest.¡± He waved his suggestion off, mithril and silver are still too rare to be wasted willy-nilly.¡±I will deal with these Ents.¡±

    He unsheathed his Sword and took position, the first treant who came into his field of vision didn''t have enough time to raise its arm before his flying slash turned the monster into useless chunks of wood.

    And just like that he invented a new skill, unknowingly he resurrected a lost sword-style.

    The first slayed treant should have been a signal of what''s to come as the golden-warrior flew from one tree-monster to another like a lighting bolt of focused violence and martial skill, until all that remained were cut logs and chunks of wood dripping golden sap where the sword slash had cut.

    Ten minutes passed then twenty until the half an hour mark came to pass, then the jungle fell silent, the only noise present were the heavy steps of the Demi-God who had massacred fifty Giant Treants by himself.

    ¡°Send a message to the Craftsmen and the guilds, I have a new project for them to complete.¡±He broke the pregnant silence, he swept his gaze at the fallen enemies who were bleeding the second component for the potential potion he hadn''t made yet.¡±And tell them to bring Containers to collect the golden sap from these tree monsters, I have a use for them as well.¡±

    He didn''t say anything else as he sat on the largest log and began cleaning his sword with a cloth he pulled from inside a Pocket of his vest that became visible once he deactivated his front armor.

    ¡®Unrefined Treant sap, the blood of Nature itself and the second component for making the potion which will allow you to breakthrough without needing to rank up the long way.¡¯ He replayed the words that had come in his mind when his sixth-sense added its input.

    He had been preparing for his eventual battle against the elfs but he had imagined it to be more difficult based on his knowledge of the game, they were supposed to be the highest performing species based on the stats alone and nearly unbeatable as a coordinated group of fighters led by a decent commander.

    ¡®Have I been too paranoid this entire time? Expecting my enemy to be better prepared and much more adept than me?¡¯ He wondered as he glanced back at his pristine warriors who had made a perimeter around the area they had accidentally cleared up(more like he accidentally cleared up but details details).

    ¡®Not one wounded or crippled¡­let alone killed in action? Humans should be at disadvantage against elfs thanks to their blessed nature yet they managed to slaughter and capture these supposedly unbeatable tree folks without losing a finger in the process.¡¯He thought process was based on hard data he had collected against veteran players who used these elfs as their main build yet it didn''t match to the reality of his situation.

    What he didn''t know was that the devs were to be blamed for this miscommunication of his.

    In reality Humans were the second most resilient race next to their cousins The dwarfs who are renowned for their tough bodies.

    The elfs were the last race to come to this list behind the rakans who were ranked fifth after the Undeads who held the fourth place and the ¡°Kins¡± third place who have yet to make an appearance.

    Presently Humanity is the single-most deadly group with so many strongholds held by different factions who don''t have yet heroes to rally and create their kingdoms to compete with the only present Soon to be Empire of Silverwing who will Begin a crusade to conquer the continent of Nore at all costs.

    He will learn these facts once he comes across the other species in combat where he will test his tactics and skills against their Bests.

    ¡°Hmmm¡­I wonder what happened to the mercenary races, there was a lot of variety there that I can''t help but think about the potential consequences of allowing such magical creatures to run rampant without an AI regulating their potential¡­¡±He muttered to himself thoughtfully, an idea seemed to pop up to expand on that train of thought.

    So goblins and Orcs, high-elves are the Triangle of Bermuda in most fictional stories¡­usually the two former races Gangbanging the last one into submission-resulting in unchecked monster infestation all over the ancient ruins¡­

    Do Goblins and Orcs have females amongst their species?

    ¡­They should, otherwise the potential consequences of them not existing is quite dark for the other races here¡­a bad ending if there was any for the unlucky ones to get abducted and used as a breeding machine.

    With those foreboding dark thoughts on his mind he observed his followers arrive one after another, equipments was being ferried by strange horses

    that mirrored some mythical creatures in his old world, some had fire as a mane and others looked like they had come straight out of hell with billowing shadows following each step and fiery red eyes Being a dead giveaway of their Status.

 Skyfall 2- The Port to the Future

    He had overestimated the Tree folks, there he was atop his Glorious mount staring at his men who were locking up the last few Stragglers who still lived after his crusaders and feathershots massacred the more hard headed members of this tribe that had the misfortune of being in his territory without permission.

    ¡°My lord, I have come to report the information I gathered from the Prisoners.¡±The Interrogator interrupted his thoughts, bloody hands being cleaned by a piece of cloth he had torn from a corpse.¡±It is as you said, they had come here because of the Mana Vein you sensed. They require the essence of nature to breed and help the newborns to grow faster by dipping them into the pool atop the vein.¡±

    He stared at the Interrogator with a pensive look, he had a feeling that may be the case as to why these primitives would dare to close in claimed territory.

    ¡°Thank you Interrogator, I have new orders for you. Find out if these fools have connections to Elves, the ones who are twice the size with long ears the size of those of rabbits.¡± He replied, there is something that was missing in the puzzle in his head. Something that would connect all of them into one picture.

    ¡°At once my Lord.¡± The Interrogator seemed excited at the prospect of beating the truth out of the tree folk, something that should concern him yet he was fine with it.

    I am fine with it, they aren''t human, neither half human like the dwarfs in my territory so why should I care?

    They don''t bleed as I do, they don''t live as I do, they don''t even eat or sleep¡­they are basically self aware fleshy robots.

    The only reason why I am keeping them alive for now is information and them being possible baits for their bigger cousins.

    Am I having a crisis of morality over these¡­things? C''mon me, you already had a skewed morality code when you applied for the Law school, snap out of it already and adapt.

    In any case, I know for a fact they would have killed me if they had a choice, they already tried to do that with giant tree monsters that weighed several tons. Fuck these tree humpers, I shouldn''t feel bad about griefing their asses for EXP.

    ¡°How is the progress with stabilizing the mana harvest Leandro? I don''t want one drop of that to go to waste.¡±

    The only present knight standing next him seemed to be quite troubled by his words.

    ¡°The dwarfs have expanded the pond by carving a boulder into a large pool my lord but they fear that it will only be temporary if no more measures aren''t taken to prevent any of said liquid from spilling out sooner or later.¡±His Retainer replied, grimacing at the words he had to say to his liege.

    ¡°Hmm then we may have to make sure it doesn''t Captain. I seem to recall several areas that were hollow inside, those tall green plants close to the lake not so far away from the mana vein. They looked like a variation of bamboo wood but far too tall to be one.¡± Valerio paused mid-explanation as he recalled something from his previous world.¡± Perhaps we can make a Simplistic water wheel that we can upgrade once we have a viable area to store the liquid mana solved. It''s a quite simple structure to make if you know the design¡­¡±

    Seeing that his knight was clearly lost he coughed in his fist to get his attention.

    ¡°Go call Galvur here, I must show him the Design.¡± Valerio ordered.

    ¡°At once my liege.¡± Leandro hurried as fast he could, under his helmet his face glowing red from embarrassment he felt at his lapse of attention when his lord was explaining that complicated machine.

    He did not question how his master knew the intricate design so well that he could explain it that easily, his mind, body and soul were far too loyal to even dare think such traitorous thoughts at this point in his life.

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    ¡®And that''s the last of the containers.¡¯ Galvur finished counting all the available containers that had been transported to the new ¡°mana farm¡± the Lord had found¡­in the middle of a jungle.

    ¡°Sigh¡­now that he isn''t no longer seeking to ¡®off¡¯ himself, he is getting more and more lively as the days pass.¡± He sighed good naturedly, he himself is feeling more vigorous too as he continues to work on the new technology his master decided to build.

    ¡®Can¡¯t believe I lived long enough to see the Ships make a Comeback, last I saw of them was when¡­those abominations began their Unholy crusade against the Empire. So many ships were taken from the empire by them that I thought we wouldn''t dare ever build more again.¡¯ He thought as he began carving another trunk into a bucket to be used for the liquid of miracles.

    ¡®Perhaps he may decide to Try once again to construct the [Mechanized Suits]-¡¯ His thoughts having been going back to those lost treasures, he has even daydreamed about finishing one the size of a house.

    ¡°Master Galvur, you have been called by the Lord for a new project.¡± An overly formal yet familiar voice brought him out of his reverie.

    ¡°Master Leandro?!¡± He whipped his head back to stare in shock at the Lord Knight who never left his Lord''s side yet here he was.

    ¡°Indeed, now If you would follow me, Our Liege has a need for your skills.¡± Leandro replied shortly before turning around and moving briskly towards the place where he should be not here acting as a messenger for God''s sake.

    Seeing how fast the Knight walked he patted the area where he left his magical storage bag and grabbed before jogging as fast he could to catch up behind the temperamental Lord Knight who was infamously known amongst his men for having a short fuse.

    ¡®I am getting a deja Vu feeling from this and I don''t know how to feel about it.¡¯ the Short stocky half-human half-dwarf snorted.

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    When his captain returned he had finished carving the project on a large plank he had cut with his sword and was in the process of refining a few key components in the design to make it fit with what was required for the Mana spring.

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    Glancing back he saw the short half-human and half dwarf arrive just a couple of steps behind his Captain who looked smug for some reason which he will ignore.

    ¡°huff Damn long legs and your fast speed huff, Do you have any idea why my Mother''s side wasn''t known for traveling?¡± The Short half-human growled while huffing like a man lost in the desert.¡± It''s because they weren''t made for traveling in the first place but for being stubborn bastards who wouldn''t move an inch from their mountains damnit!¡±

    ¡°Doesn''t count for you though, you are half half so you get the best of both races. You don''t get to complain because you are taller than the tallest dwarf and stockier than any human will ever be barring a few special cases here and there.¡± The captain retorted calmly with a rare half smile gracing his face which left as soon as it came.

    ¡°Damn smug pricks and their fancy words¡­¡±the short man grumbled under his breath.

    ¡°AHEM! If you are finished with your dramatic acts I would like for my Builder to focus on this drawing here, captain you are dismissed.¡± Their Liege coughed loudly to get their attention on himself, a pointed look had him hastily leave the premise.

    ¡°Good then, now to explain the details to you so you can begin working as soon as possible.¡± He turned his gaze on the half-human who seemed totally engrossed on the tableau he had made from the large wood he had cut.

    ¡°Beautiful¡­¡± Garvul whispered mesmerized, he stepped forward and touched the grand design that will revolutionize everything he has ever known until now.

    To think there would be a way to harness the very power of Nature itself without drawbacks. Judging by the wide array of options added in the design this Wheel can theoretically¡­

    ¡°Can you grasp the sheer variety of applications this design is capable of, Garvul?¡± His liege asked knowingly.

    ¡°This design could bring down a whole lot of unwanted attention my lord, you know how the nobles are when it comes to being trustworthy.¡± Garvul murmured, placing a hand on the carving.¡±You would gain the power of nature, something your fellow nobles would see as a threat to their personal monopolies they control and since you are already the second highest authority in the Kingdom currently until the king marries and has a son that would put you on the same rank of the Minister.¡±

    Valerio raised an eyebrow at the shift of mood, while Garvul was not wrong with his assumptions he wasn''t right either¡­

    ¡®After all I alone know how most of the events will play out¡­nobles, warlords, even the King they are all manageable and can be manipulated easily.¡¯

    [Achievement unlocked: Foreboding future¡­]

    ¡°Excuse you? What the shit do you mean by that you cunt?¡¯ He demanded irritatedly, he felt every single hair on his body stand up at the words he read.

    Fuck.

    ¡°There will be no backlash from this project because it will remain a secret between us, it''s just a wheel that is meant to move the water, not a dangerous tool for war until I say otherwise understood?¡±

    ¡°Yes of course, I shall not say a word of this project to anyone.¡± The half-human and half dwarf clearly understood what he was implying, he was not that dumb as to not grasp how this little innocent wheel could be reworked into a weapon fabricator by adding a few extra pieces to it.

    ¡°You should know what comes after yes?¡± His Lord asked with a serious look in his eyes.

    ¡°You wish to automate warfare?¡± Garvul asked carefully, He had this feeling ever since his lord made his 180 shift in his life, he was up to something¡­the militarization, the cowing of the nobles, strengthening his ties with the king, the sudden spike of projects to modernize his Duchy, the expansion of the borders into the Wildlands, the extermination of the Invaders and now he gives me the keys to the future with one single warning.

    ¡°I want to bring that project we were working on back then, the Mech suits and the Warmachines which would harness fire and metal to break even the most resilient strongholds. This is the key to bring it into fruition.¡±

    Suddenly he could see something, a vision of what''s to come, rows upon rows of Men and women commanding the mech suits fighting against monsters and beasts the size of castles, in the background an ominous hole into the air could be seen spewing out an unimaginable numbers of shadowy entities that thirsted for the blood of Man.

    Garvul gasped and backpedaled away from the carved design with a haunted look in his eyes, his heartbeat spiked up to the point he could hear it hammer in his ears like the giant golden bells of the capital.

    ¡°Craftsman Galvur, are you okay?¡± His Lord asked worriedly.

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    ¡®What the hell happened?!¡¯He demanded, for a moment there he could swear he saw something touch the Craftsman but where the hell did it come from?!

    [Second Phase has begun: A Glimpse of the future has touched the Mind of the Inventor.]

    A pit opened in his stomach when he read those words.

    [Truth begets madness, Madness brings change and change Brings the future¡­(Warning) This is your only warning that something has gone horribly wrong somewhere in your universe.]

    [Chapter 2 has been unlocked: Goal, SURVIVE.]

    His sixth sense was warning him to move the fuck away!

    He jumped forward and grabbed the small man and began running like a madman all of a sudden, shouting at his minions to get the hell away from the dangerous zone he could only feel now when he heard that unmistakable crack in the sky.

    He didn''t wait any second to transform as soon as he threw the small man in his arm at the templar who seemed to have heeded his words and ran away.

    ¡°All Crusaders prepare for combat, lethality is to be expected.¡± He boomed loudly, His armor appearing in a flash of gold and red along with the star of divinity in his back.

    ¡®Behemat my lord were you talking about this when you warned me?¡¯ He telepathically tried to reach his patron Deity.

    Silence was his answer as he awaited for a reply patiently, the crack wasn''t advancing anymore so that was a plus on his timetable.

    One minute then five minutes passed then ten minutes passed until he felt tha unmistakable feeling of his connection strengthening.

    A sign that he was heard.

    {Forgive me for not replying sooner my Champion, there was an anomaly in the Realm of the Gods that took my attention.}

    ¡®No need for apologies my Lord, it seems what happened here has also happened in the Realms of Gods as well, a Crack of some kind has imposed itself in the sky and is pumping an unimaginable amount of strange mana in the world.¡¯ He allowed the God to see through his eyes and check for himself if there was something else going on that he didn''t know.

    {That is a sign of the Outsiders invasion my Champion, it is how they breach the barriers of the Worlds and anchor themselves by pushing their stench in the World to fool the natural order that they aren''t thieves and bandits, do not worry about something coming out of that crack, it''s just a tiny hole in reality that is meant to allow their mana through not to be doorway.}

    ¡®I see¡­is there a solution to halting their progress?¡¯ He relaxed a little bit at those words, as long as they don''t tear a hole this close to his territory then he can breathe easily for now.

    {Find and Kill their messengers who were able to communicate with them and if they are champions amidst them burn their bodies with my power, summon my avatar into a Worthy vessel and use it as a conduit to close the rift if there is any.} With those last parting words he felt the weight leave his mind and his connection to stabilize again.

    ¡°Begin a widespread search all over the area, if you find anything strange send a warning back for reinforcements to back you up, if you find any suspicious monster races kill them to last and burn their corpses.¡± He ordered his underlings, a thousand thoughts and ideas were playing in his mind with the information he had gotten and what he knew from the¡­stuff he had read and watched back in his previous world.

    His thoughts were able to find the one anime that dealt with this particular situation, rising of the shield hero, the demi-human simp Naofumi who had no shred of common-sense in his walnut sized brain of his.

    I mean how can''t you feel disgust when a tail touches your nether regions you disgusting freak, or fucking an overgrown chicken? For fucks sake the zoophilia in Japanese shows is disgusting, tits and ass i understand but fucking animals? Ew bruh I can feel the second hand embarrassment from here.

    ¡­Ahem I got a bit sidetracked there, this sixth sense is no joke when you are feeling what I am feeling currently¡­but yes If I am guessing correctly it will be something like what happened in that degenerate universe where beastiality is Supported. Fucking Freaks.

    ¡®Arrgh this is so bad for what I had planned!¡¯ He groaned inwardly at the turn of events.¡¯Couldn''t they just wait one year?! Like let me build up and make it worth for you to struggle a bit you fucking dipshits! Where is the build up,the mystery, the drama and the grand moment where everything comes to a conclusion?!¡¯

    No point in crying over spilled milk. If they don''t wanna play fair I will do the same thing to them. The dragon eggs should be ready to hatch in a couple of days, judging by the outer shell beginning to crack I will have answers soon enough.

    I hope there is at least one abyss Dragon amongst the eggs because they all looked the same outside.

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    [Pov: ???? ¡°Hunger¡±]

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    Far far away at the outer reaches of creation itself an entity awoke and the darkness without light shivered at the sudden weight added on its tapestry of existence, an alien hunger slithered at the barriers of nonexistence, uncountable tendrils smashed the final shield which blocked its advance inside where the greatest game to exist was happening and will continue to happen for eternity.

    That event was life and death and rebirth, a perpetual engine with unimaginable power that fed this omniverse the required energy to sustain its continued existence within nonexistence.

    Yet this balance was being subverted by the action of a predatory intelligence from the outside the folds of creation where¡­nothing was supposed to exist or so the Great system had in its eternal existence believed.

    There was no light or darkness beyond the veil, just pure nothing, a blank canvas waiting to be filled. The system didn''t have data for what existed beyond its borders, it never cared to begin with but now something has gone wrong and it felt a tendril amongst an infinite number of tendrils actually find purchase on a weak point in its Domain.

    {Begin search for a possible candidate to stall the infected sector until the barrier has been reinforced¡­}

    {Hosting vessel has been decided, searching for a matching boon¡­}

    {Growth symbiote entity found¡­rewriting DNA, adapting sub-system geared for fast growth¡­pending.}

    {Reincarnation cycle has halted the vessel''s Rebirth into the infected sector. Unacceptable, the boon will be installed in the soul of the vessel, the symbiotic entity will be compressed until the host reawakens which will start the immediate unpacking of the symbiote.}

    {Fantasy sector is herby locked until all the infection is expunged and the wound is sealed.]

    At the center of everything, where creation and chaos meshed together was located an enormous Obelisk which contained everything that has ever been will be and shall be, it was the equilibrium constant for all living and nonliving that it had birthed in its Eternal existence. Some of the oldest living races would name it The Creator, some called it the Patron but they were all wrong, it was The Overseer. An enormous system which inhabited the obelisk, the physical vessel which was also the most powerful supercomputer to ever exist.

    After all it was the most neutral entity there is, A system which balanced creation fairly it didn''t matter if someone was aligned with one of the multitudes of powers which existed within this omniverse¡­It judged all there was.

 Skyfall 3 - Isekais

    A voice called at him from somewhere, it was heavy and familiar, a feeling told him that it was an Ally-no even more than that¡­it was

    {I am Symbiote-G-One. We met again chosen One} He turned to look at the voice who spoke perfect Geosporian, which something told him was the language which operated existence itself.

    Do I know you? Something is telling me I should trust you but I tend to check it out for myself instead of trusting my sixth sense.He replied in the same language the Strange four armed alien creature had spoken.

    His eyes returned back to what had taken his attention first, he wasn''t in his world, no, He was flying some hundred meters above a realm where magic and technology had been merged to near perfection which had brought the birth of some type of Utopian-system for the locals.

    Yet outside forces have noticed their accomplishment and have decided to ruin it judging by the multiple dark portals which are continuously spewing out mechs and biomechanical-abominations that would give Warhammer 40k a run for its money.

    {You cannot be faulted for that, The brief moment we became aware of each other''s existence was interrupted by the reincarnation cycle which did a check-up on your upgraded soul before I merged with it and the rest you know what happens, you wake up with memories that aren''t yours and-} the Symbiote-G-One Crossed its four muscular arms and followed your gaze with its one cyclopean Eye.{This is F-Ypsilon-gama subsector three tiers away from your fantasy-dominated zone, it is the place where science and fantasy rules perfectly align without any Chaos which resulted in this rare Utopian civilization of Primate subspecies-Homo-Directus, a descendant of your species which usually dominates most sectors where life blooms.}

    So it seems..Tell me why I am seeing this apocalyptic vision instead of my usual dreams. His sixth sense did not act up so it means what the Symbiote had told me was the truth.

    {This memory was locked behind a specific requirement that appeared far sooner than I predicted, it seems the opposing entity of our Home omniverse outside the barriers which protect existence itself shot itself with that. Those are just vessels it had found and is using currently, Like a scorpion pointing its tail at us the poison which will infect everything is Them}The Symbiote pointed at the first to fall on the opposing side which had him double checking what he was seeing.{It seems like you have grasped the problem, the enemy is using the souls of the fallen as-}

    A game powered by reincarnation itself¡­He interrupted, getting goosebumps from what he was seeing.

    The infamous isekais trope itself was being used as a Trojan horse to invade this world, he saw the first to fall in the battle reappear again from the portal reduced slightly as a ¡®Being¡¯ judging by the fluctuating energies it was uncontrollably releasing.

    These people are brainwashed I am guessing? Because no sane Individual would chose such horrifying abilities for themselves.He asked as he observed a few ¡°modern¡± looking humans use strange medieval contraption used for beheading sinners as attack skills.

    {What gave them away? The corrupting Aura, the shattered souls or the inconsistent ability they use? In the end it is to be expected, the enemy can only use these unfortunate individuals who the cycle had marked for termination as pawns because the more solid souls would have rejected the offer whereas these depleted ones though they were chosen for some higher calling.}The cyclops shook his head, he seemed to want explain more but the visibility all around them darkened and he felt that his time was up for today.{From now On I will begin furthering your growth partner, we are bound together forevermore until the last star blinks out and existence ceases to be. I will be your friend, partner and a Guide should you need me just ask and I will reply. Goodbye for now.}

    His vision darkened and then he was awake and alert, which scared his night guard judging by the widening of his eyes.

    ¡°Forgive me, I just felt an Unfamiliar energy close.¡± He lied smoothly, nodding his head to Signal the guard that he may go now.

    He waited until the door closed once more to lay back on the bed, an instinct told him to make sure what he had talked about in his dream was real and not some sort of hallucination from breathing the outer energy from the crack.

    ¡°Symbiote, can you speak while I am awake?¡± He asked carefully.

    {I am always by your side, look at the tattoo above your heart.} Replied that weirdly familiar voice which came from his chest.

    He unbuttoned his shirt and removed it completely and stood in front of the mirror next to his bookcase and stared at the ominous Golden-lion tattoo on his chest, the lion''s eye was the same one which his symbiote-partner had.

    ¡°Is that your eye in the tattoo?¡±He did not voice what he was thinking internally.

    {Indeed, I decided to only appear in the tattoo to make sure nobody becomes aware of me being a part of you without your explicit decision.}The eye glowed with each word that was spoken.

    ¡°That is thoughtful of you, thank you.¡± Valerio paused, a thought crossed his mind.¡±You haven''t revealed yet what your function is symbiote, I must know to make use of it.¡±

    {I am part of you, your immune system, nervous system, your very cells. I am the pinnacle of biomechanical engineering and at the same time an alchemy cheat code bonded to your very genetic code. Already you may have noticed my influence on your super-human growth, the more mana your body is saturated with the more stronger I will make you.}

    ¡°What are you saying, that I am the perfect product which the enemy is copying?¡± a chill ran down his spine at the implications of being a weapon forged for a war on such a scale.

    {You are an antibody created to purge a virus from the body given free will and granted full autonomous rights over any action you may deem necessary to break the enemy''s advance. You are a self-aware entity that has been elevated to the ranks of those few special beings that can shatter the careful balance of existence. I can''t say anything further to explain how lucky you are, partner.} To give him a glimpse of what he was speaking about the symbiote sent a vision directly to his mind.

    There were twenty of them, twenty superhumanly powerful humanoid based entities. Each counteracted a certain threat at any given age of the omniverse. A Golden Fiery Demi-God that blocked the torn barriers of a parallel dark dimension that nearly spilled into a universe that was in the southeast of the omniverse by using his pyrokinesis abilities to turn himself into a compressed Sun that burned the darkness until the barrier regenerated back again.

    A Winged Angelic-like Human that Glowed White fighting hordes of Dark monstrosities that spewed from an anomalous Dark Sun, so powerful was this one Superhuman that winged Angels were used since then as religious figures for countless civilizations.

    The third was the most striking, It was a MAN, a Man like any other with the same characteristics as your average Human Male. The Only difference was the Height and body mass ratio which made him stand out even amongst those twenty legendary entities. He was Big like a Bodybuilder but scaled up and given height that allowed him to look down even the Gods. He Alone had the longest vision ever amongst the previous ones with a record of four hundred thousand years of active duty which blew him away at the sheer presence he had even in this vision.

    ¡ªAnd He was staring through the vision as if He knew that someone was looking at him.

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    A disgusting feeling crawled down his spine that gave him goosebumps, it was as if someone was prodding his very being with cold hands.

    Then even stranger things happened, the vision, a prerecorded experience captured by a symbiote-alien form began to glow and glitch as if it was a computer being hacked by someone.

    The vision began closing the distance as impossible as it may sound, with each glitch the Blurry man-shaped Creature began to gain a more corporal form the more it closed the distance until it was right in¡ª

    (¡°Hello there whomever you may be.¡±) The titan of a man greeted jovially as if what he was doing was a daily occurrence for him and not a reality-warping timeline-breaking casual chit chat.(¡°Well you wouldn''t be far-off with your deduction since you are quite inexperienced. Let''s go with that instead of me trying to explain how I stretched a Moment into an eternity.¡±)

    ¡°Not to insult you or anything but For a Man who broke through at least five dimensions without breaking a sweat you are quite¡­Normal looking instead of a mind-raping tentacle eldritch Abomination straight from Lovecraftian fiction.¡± Valerio returned the greeting back.¡±How can you maintain this¡­chat without wasting a shitton of power in doing so.¡±

    The Giant Man smirked knowingly and leaned forward as if he was trying to whisper some grand secret.

    (¡°I can fold reality like a bitch, Lovecraftian outer gods can suck my Dick along with the Dreaming One, they can''t match me no matter how much people wank them with their stupid fictional graphs. I alone stand at precipice of Ultimate Power on the Homosapiens specie¡­well I did until The Present me Decided The Janitorial duties he was being thrown by the great Overseer was too much hassle and decided to ditch his rank and duties to his one-drop-blood clones he made to split his essence without causing a Multiversal incident in the process. There should be at least twenty-ish to thirty of them Running around putting anomalies and monsters ten-feet under the metaphysical realms I think¡­I am sure the orginal has fucked off to some undeveloped universe and is playing savior or giving the locals PTSDs with his very mind breaking experiences that he likes to use as references for future projects¡­the poor lambs, they have no idea of who and what he really is or his very warping nature that causes shit to happen. He fucks with destiny and history without even touching any of them.¡±)

    With each word the mind-fucking corporal Man spoke the crawling feeling down his spine became worse until it reached a point where he could swear he could taste colors and hear a faraway screech of an unimaginable horror that induced a kaleidoscopic idea of¡ª

    WRONG WRONG WRONG WWWWWWWRRRRR-

    [Training session has been corrupted and is causing unforeseen side effects on the host sixth sense! Stress-levels rising to dangerous levels, mental, physical and Spiritual corruption is¨C]

    A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation.

    He was seeing noises and tasting colors, strange sightings of winged eye staring at him with an unblinking intensity from angles he was not aware of until now, what was once a logical-based realm of being had become multifaceted and unpredictable to an extreme.

    ¡°Arrgh..¡± He gurgled out as the black of the pupils began spilling to the whites of his sclera.

    (¡°Ah! Hey hey kid stay with me now, it seems I forgot how dangerous the leakage of one who exchanged blows with beings of the outer darkness was to a mere ascended human soul who had yet to travel beyond even his own worlds realms. Hold still and let me do a universal purge..¡±) the previous jovial tone changed into a panicked state, intricate formulas and diagrams began appearing in quick succession as a great sextagram of unimaginable proportions quickly subsumed them and added their effects into one powerful spell that flew forward by multiplying the quickly casted teleportation spell that was added in the end.

    In mere moments before the passive effects of Abomination of the outermost layers could fully subsume a new parasite into the unwilling host their slayer had unwittingly given them a bolt of pure unyielding ferocity given purpose broke through the atmosphere with a resounding bang that shook existence itself before it found its mark and complete its purpose by stripping every fiber that made up the Being known as Valerio of the parasitic corruption he had been unknowingly given.

    (And yes if you are wondering, The Timelines don''t match with this great event that Traveled from the past to the future and then to the present in quick succession that could shatter galaxies and cause diversion in the great tapestry of life.~ this info is provided by Steve, A Master at ruining your logic.)

    ¡°Holy fucking shit!!¡± Valerio managed to spat out alongside a shit ton of liquidized curses meant to host the greater entities of the outer dark.¡±what in the nine realms of eternity was the fucking LSD type drug ride?!?¡±

    (¡°Not gonna lie, you had me worried for a moment there kid. I suppose I can allow you to watch the rest of recording.¡±) as if nothing had happened the greyed out zone he had been stuck in place turned bluish.

    Where he stood now was an amphitheatre of great proportions meant for bigger and greater sized beings yet there were only twenty human-shaped individuals standing as if being ranked by their level of power or possibly, their achievements on the cleansing duties they were seen previously doing.

    (¡°God Of Death and Shadow Monarch, Lord of the Heavens and Protector of Humanity, Lord of Plagues and Bringer of sorrows, Bringer of Desolation and Bane of All silicone life forms, The Immortal Berserker and Fate Denier, Technomancer and God-smith, The Man-Apocalypse and Legend of Azur-Var Galaxy, Deus-Ex-Machina and destiny-shaper, The Warrior-Monarch of The Ten realms of War, God-Emperor of Mankind and Star-Child Savior, these are some of the More notable names you will hear when you traverse the great Expanse of the Omniverse. The more known ones because there are shitton of Monstrous Humans who have carved their own legend into the very make-up of Existence.¡±)

    ¡°Are you telling me those Fictional Characters I read or saw as a kid are real? Even the Villains?¡± After the Heavy introduction he could barely whisper the thoughts he had running in his mind out loud.

    (¡°What part of ¡°there are shitton of Monstrous Humans who have carved their own legend¡± did you not understand Kid? The ones I stated are the more influential ones. For example the first one is currently fighting a one versus Unknown number of outer Deities War and Is slowly winning through sheer numbers and growth as he controls the very domain where the souls go before being reincarnated. The second one has a galaxy spanning empire that is preparing to spread into the outer dark and try to conquer the Abominations that call it home. The rest are just as crazy, every single one of them is a titan trying to outdo one another without realizing it.¡±) the Strange man sighed, there was weight now when he spoke unlike before when¡­when? When what?

    ¡°Strange, I can''t seem to remember what we were talking about before you restarted the Vision. Symbiote can you tell me what¡ª¡±

    (¡°No, it will not. I prohibit it. Move on and learn from what is being shown to you kid, you are lucky to get a crash course unlike the rest of us who had to rely on scraps and pieces of information we tore from the corpses of our enemy.¡±) Just as the symbiote tried to say something, an intangible Hand made of pure energy grabbed it by the mouth and shut it down.(¡°A piece of advice from someone who has lived for four hundred thousand years, kid, Personal experience triumphs over reliance on outside means. Train, learn and grow, rinse and repeat until you stand over your rivals. Do not think a mere symbiote will automatically give you a Win once you tread the stars, there are beings out there that can shatter even the mightiest weapon which can only be bested through trial and error.¡±)

    Valerio couldn''t help but shiver with anticipation, his sixth sense was on overdrive and was repeatedly hammering down what the Ancient Monster was revealing with actual visions of all things that both confused and intrigued him at the same time.

    ¡°Who dared to bring me here without my permission?!¡±The God-smith demanded imperiously, completely ignoring the rest of the dangerous monsters that stood a few meters away from each other.

    Silence was the only answer he got, the amphitheatre was meant to hold millions of onlookers yet it was completely empty which caused the foreboding feeling to infect the highly paranoid monsters in human form.

    ¡°How unusual¡­I can''t feel anything, be it dead or alive.¡± The Shadow Monarch gazed with his own otherworldly sight and tried to pinpoint his current whereabouts by spreading his Authority into tendrils only to find emptiness everywhere his domain touched.

    +The Noise of the Empyrean has been deafened. The song of damnation has been halted?+ The Master Of Mankind spread his nearly omniscient mind and tried listening for that familiar siren call that is broadcasted into every corner of the Galaxy and found a dead end.

    ¡°How irksome, I have been once more displaced without my permission and this time it isn''t on one of the unexplored realms!¡± The Conqueror sighed exasperatedly, this entire situation reminds him of that time when his younger sister tried one of her spells on him which sent him into the first layer of Realms of War - Strife.

    ¡°I am confused , why don''t they react to each other? I can see some look at each other yet¡­there is no sign of awareness in their eyes.¡± Valerio couldn''t help but ask, everything was so strange and impossible to make sense of without context.

    (Because this Dimension is unique in its purpose, it was made to be able to hold any life and be connected and disconnected at the same time with any type of world which allows for example That One over there who is used to fighting on realms with ten times the gravity than yours and the other one next to him who is from a world with mars-grade Gravity and a perpetual invisible Storm of will that makes thinking and Doing anything difficult.) Steve replied calmly never leaving his sight from the gathering.

    ¡°And where do you come into this?¡±

    Steve didn''t reply, he simply nodded his head towards the center-

    A multi-colored beam hit at that exact moment, causing the superhumans present to become guarded and prepare for a blast wave that never arrived.

    ¡°Jesus Christ, can''t you be less violent with your godforsaken BEAMING you blind-ass motherfucker?!¡± The newcomer moaned from his spread-eagle position on the ground.¡±what the fuck do you mean No?! Who the fuck do you think You are messing with you shithead?! Do you want me to turn yo ass into a discount shish-kebab¨C¡±

    He finally noticed there was a huge amount of onlookers present, people he was supposed to ¡°leave a good Impression for future endeavours¡±.

    ¡°Fuck, you guys are already here?! Jesus fucking Christ Man how the fuck am I supposed to leave a NICE IMPRESSION WHEN I AM SENT FLYING BY A TRICKSTER GOD ACROSS THE OMNIVERSE YOUAREFUCKINGDEADIFIDONTACCOMPLISHMYJOBLOKI!¡±

    The normal looking human spread-eagle across the ground suddenly disappeared and pulled a strange pulsating red javelin from out of nowhere and stood in a throwing position on the Air itself.

    ¡°GAAAEEE¡ªBOOOOOLG!!!¡± As if some invisible chain finally broke, the flexing muscles of the inhuman Man in the air tensed for the last moment before he broke the sound barrier in front of his face by throwing the Red Javelin like a laser beam from the muzzle of a great Anti-orbital gun platform.

    ¡°Holy shit¡­did you just pull out the Gae Bolg and aim it at Loki of all Beings?!?¡± Valerio¡¯s eyes widened to the point they could pass for dinner plates at the mere appearance of The Mythical weapon meant to assassinate even those impossible to accurately nail down or harm by normal means.

    (I have been in so many battlefields and warzones that such weapons are common, it''s just one cursed javelin amongst many legendary weapons i Had stored before the spread-up with my clones.)Steve shrugged casually, his Hammer space has a lot dangerous stuff just hanging around, one cursed divine-ish grade five weapon wasn''t that much special when you compare it with Ex++ Grade weapons like a well-fed Gram and Excalibur unsealed who can cause spiritual fatalities if they were used wisely.

    ¡°This is a waste of time, I have to win a war against outer Gods. whoever is keeping me here captive should send me back.¡± The Shadow Monarch stated calmly, He doesn''t have time to stand around and play the game set up by some creator-grade Entity for its own twisted enjoyment.

    +Why so hasty? Have you perhaps not noticed the timeline stopping completely?+ The Glowing golden-clad God who was dwarfing everyone present with his awe-inspiring aura stated knowingly.+You would be remiss to miss this opportunity, it''s not everyday that you get a moment to breathe without having to worry about a problem arising when you were thinking.+

    The others who previously shared the mindset of the Shadow Monarch digested the words spoken by the tallest Member present and found their previous thought process to be quite ignorant.

    ¡°Truly You live up to the name you went with when I met you, ¡°Revelation¡±.¡±Steve¡¯s previous panicked facade melted away and in its place a Calculating expression took over.

    +How long has it been on your end, Young-Steven?+ The Golden deity smiled mysteriously, Judging by the on guard stances the others took he was the only one who truly knew anything about the Cunning Dimension-hopper Apex of Humanity in front of them.

    ¡°One hundred fifty thousand years give or take a few extra centuries, it truly has been a long time since we last met hasn''t it? I hope you were able to shepherd mankind into that vision you showed me last time we met ¡°Adamus the Revelator¡± or should I call you Gilgamesh of Babylon?¡± Steve matched the terrifying smile with one of his own which was horrifying to anyone who could sense The energies coalescing around the two superpowered monsters in human skin.

    +Strange it only has been five thousand years on my side¡­can it be that you have been dealing with more ruined timelines on other dimensions Stevens?+ The now revealed Gilgamesh got a couple of interested looks from those who were historically savvy and knew something about the legendary shenanigans Gil had gotten into.

    ¡°I am a busy Man Revelation, now pleasantries aside¡­The Omniverse we all live in is in danger of being annihilated by forces of the Primordial Void. The reason why I am even here instead of being blasted headfirst into a corruption node is because we need more manpower and to inform some of you newcomers of the danger that shall soon be arriving at your doorsteps.¡± With a snap of his finger they were teleported into another location¡­A doomed universe.

    +...?!+ The Master of Mankind, a being who had lived for eons, opened his eyes wide as he beheld¡­Ruin.

    Entropy, Slaughter, Exess, Strife and corruption!!!

    +What happened here?!+ He tried to restrain his leaking intent when his eyes fell on the remains of a human who had been mummified to the point he was nothing more than charcoal.

    ¡°This is a future timeline of your home universe, I arrived far too late to be able to do anything other than taking vengeance on the Slaves of Ruin.¡± Steve replied darkly, there were a lot of implications when he brought up that last title.

    ¡°How strange, I feel no souls lingering, just absolute silence.¡± The Shadow Monarch interest was piqued when his ability to raise the dead didn''t work on the mummified human remains.

    ¡°You tried to turn it into a shadow legionary, didn''t you, Sung Jinwoo?¡±

    !!!

    The Lord of death and darkness turned his alarmed gaze on the Man who knew his real name and could perfectly speak it without mispronouncing it.

    ¡°There are a lot of Surprises awaiting you in the frontiers of the known corners of the omniverse but a fellow human is a common sight everywhere. So many have been displaced by an anomaly caused by unforeseen events while the few have grown too powerful to live amongst the common masses and decided to become intergalactic rouges, tyrants, Kings, heroes, Villains or even Gods.¡± Steve didn''t back down and locked his gaze with the Death lord.

    ¡°Pause the memory.¡± Valerio said, the vision stopped the moment the words left his mouth.

    ¡±While I understand the importance of the introduction, this is just a plain dick measuring contest and I don''t give flying shit about those. I would like to skip the entire thing altogether and just give the most important details and get me out of this place. I have shit do and I already know all the strengths and weaknesses of the Characters present with the exception of you." The blond Man massaged his temples and tried to reign his flaring temper at the waste of time he was forced to endure.

    (¡°Well I guess I may have oversold the importance of the coalition that was formed that day. If you aren''t interested in the entire thing you can get a compressed memory insertion in your mind directly. Goodluck and watch out against the celestial prisons cosplaying as stars kid you will need it!¡±) with those words the spiritual imprint of a once cosmic power pushed a light string towards you and with a few last words of advice pushed him out.

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    One second¨C

    Everything seemed to be in place just the way he had left previously even though to him it had seem like an entire week had passed while in reality it had barely passed one second.

    ¡°Memory manipulation eh? Who would have known that it would allow a person to achieve a paradoxical existence that seemed to stretch Infinitely¡­¡± He began absorbing all the information that had been displaced in his brain with a simple wordless command while replaying the last words.

    Watch out against the celestial prisons cosplaying as stars?

    He allowed his sixth sense to begin analyzing the entire information and create a comprehensive database for him to recall whenever he needed it.

    He needed it, a supernatural feeling had him turn his gaze towards the sky where he¡­saw cracks that weren''t previously there.

    ¡ªBe careful of the prisons shining like stars¡­ the wind whispered in his ears, a cold chill ran down his spine when he saw a familiar symbol in the sky.

    ¡°I need more men and Tanks¡­a shitton of tanks and Mechas armed to the teeth with relics.¡± He whispered to himself, somehow he could hear the chains straining to the breaking point even though it shouldn''t be possible.

    [Warning: Storyline is being progressed by the shift in history. The Great Disaster Event is about to begin in one standard year!!!]

    ¡°A game huh, how foolish of me¡­¡± He cracked a smile when he felt a change happen directly to the world as if someone just typed a Command-code.¡± I have been taking this too lightly, One meager Empire''s resources aren''t enough. To actually Survive and thrive I need the Whole World brought under my total Control by any means necessary!!¡±

    Forget the plans of diplomatic talks with the other nobles.

    Ignore the morals that have been holding you back until now because that high Road leads to Death and Damnation.

    Bribe and Manipulate when you can, force and beat them when you need to, teach and train them to gain their Respect and admiration.

    ¡°Tell me symbiote, How much can you help me out with sensing the potential in others? I fear simply me being strong won''t be enough to weather what I saw in that nightmarish vision.¡±

    {Information and experience with those made of flesh and blood is my expertise. Drugs, metallurgy and magic are within my grasp and as such you only have to ask what you need from me, partner.} There was a edge now to the previously neutral symbiote vouce that wasn''t there before, just as it had said it would react to anything threatening just a anti-body would to a virus.

 Skyfall - Guardian beast

    It has been a couple of days. Lots of overhauling and reworking has been done in such a short amount of time yet to him barely any progress has been made to where it matters.

    He needs numbers, not hundreds or thousands but hundreds of thousands to a million and he needed them fast.

    ¡°the problem then is that I lack the resources to turn them into proper Warriors. I have started growing the potential herbs but those take time. Time that I don''t have to spare.¡± Valerio muttered as he traced the bullet board he had made for tracking his progress.¡±Perhaps I need to revise some of the other methods I put aside because I lack the knowledge.¡±

    Ah, of course there must be some magicians here who would love to Create some superhuman soldiers for him if he beat them to pulp and then¡­wait there are heroes here who can make it even easier for me!

    ¡°how are the 3 noble ladies settling in Jeffrey?¡± He asked his camouflaged grandpa, previously he had sent the letters(cough ultimatum cough) to those three duchies and as a result he got three free noble ladies as his.

    ¡°Lady Mariella, Ahrena and Isabella have stated that their rooms are enough and the Welcoming was up to par for the nobles.¡±

    Good good. I plan to expand my bloodline and I require willing concubines to bear me descendants of my own. I shouldn''t limit myself with the laws of my old world.

    ¡°I need you to send a letter to the Mage Tower, I require their expertise with a project¡­a very important project related to imbuing The Body of Human with Magic. Tell them I shall reward their involvement with information only I have.¡± The ArchDuke seemed to think for a second.¡±Also, If they Dare to send an incompetent Person I will make sure to ruin their standing with the Imperial household.¡±

    Jeffrey nodded, for a moment there he thought he would need to add the last part himself but it seems his grandchild hasn''t forgotten his¡­rank and how he should be acting with the lower rung of the Empire, it wouldn''t be proper for a the right Hand of the Monarch to be pleading with the psychopaths of the Mage tower.

    ¡°Of course my Lord, I shall prepare the room ahead of time and make sure the Archmage herself comes to do your bidding.¡± He bowed his head and in one swift motion turned around and began walking towards the messenger bird room.

    He didn''t miss the words that were whispered to him only.

    ¡°She better come if she wants to earn her position.¡±

    [Pov: One Day later.]

    The next day he felt different, his body seemed to be full of energy and he felt like he could eat an entire bison by himself.

    ¡°Symbiote, did you already begin the process of suffusing me with mana?¡± He asked the entity that had been installed?put? In his very soul and Dna.

    {Indeed, by spiking the production of your energy core I will slowly suffuse your enzymes with raw Mana which will cause what you would call Cancer cells to be produced with magic already in them, the first step is to get your body to get used to raw energy that would turn any other creatures into aetheric abomination but since I am one with your body, I will consume the magic-filled Cancer cells and imprint your body with a powerful immunity against the taint of Mana. As a side effect you will need to Eat at bare minimum a whole cow or whatever variation of that animal which exist in the Fantasia Sector¡­for three days until the procedure is completed.}

    ¡°I was expecting a brief explanation but listening to more in-depth works too, can you tell me the benefits of your upgrades as well? I want to know how I can make use of it in a combat situation.¡± If he had been reborn in an anime verse his jaw would be comically Open right now from the info dump.

    {Your body will handle even more stress without breaking when you go beyond the normal Parameters of Mana usage. Imagine what you could already do but times two with less effort.}

    [Rank up! S+¡úSS! Congratulations on breaking your limits! (New goals have been added to the existing list tree)]

    ¡°...Symbiote can you tell me what that random system is?¡± He tried to sound calm but his twitching eyebrow gave it away that his good mood had been ruined by the news.

    {A growth Gauger, it''s a representation of your success and achievement as an important Actor in your world''s history. It isn''t my doing if you are wondering, it''s entirely psychic-made and geared towards individual Persons. To be honest you don''t even need it, with me present you are basically assured of growing to rival all the pantheons ruling the realms.}

    ¡°...do not rely on outside sources for strength.¡± the voice of that Op monster echoed in his mind in warning.

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    His busy work was finally completed and put to rest with an entire cabal of mages and an archmage working on his project ¡°Ubermensch¡± which allowed him to be able to see the progress of the important work being done to complete the Straight path to the sea and the riches beyond.

    ¡°Wonderful. The center canal has been completed and put to work already.¡± He Muttered under his breath.

    Indeed the Canal was full of water and there was even a fish or sea creature swimming in it. Children were gazing from the railings with awe as their fathers put down a large water wheel at the end of the canal just as he ordered them to.

    ¡°Galvur finally finished the first Prototype then.¡± He scanned the wooden wheel for any flaws.

    The wood was from the tree monsters he had previously killed, it has been dipped in liquid mana and reinforced with mithril brackets to keep it together. Forest wasp oil was then applied on everything to stop it from rotting in the salt water.

    ¡®I love bullshit magic substances when they work in my favor instead of being a nuisance.¡¯ He chuckled to himself in amusement.

    It seems like He wasn''t needed here, the craftsman and the serfs have everything running smoothly and nothing could possibly go wron¨C

    A chill ran down his spine as his sixth sense screamed in alarm.

    ¡°Tempted fate, didn''t I?¡± He sighed, disappointed at himself for falling for such a fantasy-like trope.

    He already found where the ¡°Problem¡± was.

    ¡°Sea-snake monster? How convenient for you to be the first beast I have to put down.¡± He began walking towards the slithering monster swimming at high speeds in the canal itself towards the construction site.

    ¡°All workers back off from the dock!¡± Leandro commanded, it seems like he had been overseeing everything while I was busy putting the mages to work.

    As soon as the snake closed the distance two templars threw a net of iron at the sea monster and halted it in place by tugging the reinforced ropes with their warhorses. Not waiting a second, Leandro took three steps and jumped on top of the sea-snake with his sword unsheathed and nearly decapitated it before he interrupted the strike.

    ¡°Hold on, Leandro. We may not have to kill it.¡± Valerio let go of the sword which his loyal knight sheathed the moment he saw him keeping the mouth of the monster closed with one hand.

    ¡°My lord?¡± Leandro jumped on the side of the temporary wooden platform used for construction of the dockyard in the canal.

    ¡°This beast can be used to pull our vessels if we are able to tame it.¡± He answered the unspoken question, staring at the eyes of the creature with a chilling intensity.

    He focused his mana to shroud the skull of the snake monster into a barrier-like shape and forced it to heed his will by instilling fear on the instinctually driven monster.

    Little by little he saw the pupils of the snake change color from bright red that symbolizes chaos into a more dark orange of self-awareness.

    Stop resisting. He communicated through the established link he had forced into the brain of the ship-sized reptile.

    Hiss¡­a noise echoed through the magical link he had made.

    Bow down to my will or I will Slaughter you.He reinforced his command by tightening his grip on the maw of the snake monster to the point one the scale cracked.

    hiss. This time his point was understood and the Snake slowly lowered his head until it was no longer trying to fling his templars around.

    ¡°Well that was easy.¡± Symbiote tell me why it was that easy.

    {Does Mindfucking tell you anything?}

    Too little, give me the long version.

    {You suffused the beast''s brain with pure mana and then crushed his will by proving that you were an apex predator being. Unless they have developed sapience to a degree then that is all it is required to tame them.}

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    He slapped himself mentally at not finding out that sooner, it would have helped with all the wild beasts they had found in the jungle.

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    Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.

    [Pov: Gazul The Returned]

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    Once upon a time there had been a wise Priest-King who desired to find the source of eternal youth by trying to master the Power of Death itself.

    Yet He had failed and that most Primordial concept had taken his soul to the underworld where he had learned the truth of the world.

    ¡°Power is everything.¡± He had declared as he tore the spine of a Death Ripper beast that had tried to eat his soul with the magic he had mastered while he had been alive.

    ¡°I shall become Death itself.¡± He had continued strongly, beating a ghastly Skulltaker with the spine of a apex predator and taking its sickles to then merge with the spine.

    ¡°Arise my Legions!¡± He had commanded with an ethereal Voice that had awoken the monsters and abominations that prowled the outer void of the Underworld.

    And so he began the conquest of the Under Realms where the souls of damned, the blasphemers and the Cursed were thrown.

    Centimeter by centimeter he took the Void''s domain, its servants he repurposed into his lieutenants of his legions, the soil itself became his nourishment for he was hungry, so so hungry and thirsty to once more be able to walk amongst the living with his new body he had forged by consuming the Void Monarch that had guarded the gates of Hell from being breached.

    That had been centuries ago.

    Now he had control over the once fertile lands that he once ruled when he had been but a mere mortal, limited both in mind and lifespan.

    ¡°The Mortals were able to decimate the Undead hordes¡­and so easy at that.¡± He Rewatched the memories of one of his slayed death knights that had been decapitated by the strike of A God.

    ¡°They summoned a God and were able to undo my death blessings¡­how Interesting, here I thought they would be just another Kingdom beaten by mere undead.¡± the void that made up his entire Being flared with dark and purple light that made the flayed skin of the Purple manticore to seem like it was glowing with deathly light of the Soul.

    He raised one robed skeletal hand and snapped his bony fingers which echoed in the dimly lit throne room.

    If one were to be present they would see the shadows in the corners of the room twitch and move as if they were alive, shadowy tendrils rose up and took form in front of their ruler, The Void Arch-Lich.

    ¡°Bring me Kaleido here my Death knights!¡± The Ruler of the Void Commanded.

    Maybe his eternal existence won''t be so boring after crushing all the living under the march of his Horde of Damned after all, there are still strong humans in the middle realms.

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    The necromancer general manipulated the flesh of mana-charged zombie and transmuted the undead into the shape of a pentagon prism and channeled the magic of the crystals he had brought from the mines of the exterminated dwarfs to once more establish a link(preferably contact) with the Corroded sword he had found by accident which had allowed to see a vision of place where humans got superhuman abilities by simply touching a Statue.

    Kekeke¡­You¡­want¡­my¡­Power. Whispered an amalgamation of voices that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at the same time sounding intrigued and surprised at this turn of events.

    ¡°I want the power to rule over this realm! Power to crush even the mightiest God and demon under my boot! Power to rule over life and death itself!¡± The necromancer declared with greed shining in his green eyes.

    If¡­you¡­want¡­my¡­blessing¡­open¡­the¡­gates¡­and¡­summon¡­my¡­chosens. The darkness replied back, the corroded sword reacting to the words as it shook in place when shadows merged with its edge.

    A bright dark blue light suddenly shone from where the sword was previously which caused the necromancer to shield his eyes from the light for a few seconds before it dimmed down to reveal¡­a blue crystal orb in the place where once the sword was.

    ¡°I shall.¡± The necromancer declared to nobody as the flesh construct fell apart as soon as that oppressive presence had granted him a mere moment of its attention.

    He grabbed the orb with his telekinesis and brought it up to his hands before turning around as necrotic mushrooms bloomed all around the room he had conducted the experiment to erode all signs of the previous events.

    He had a clue now, the greater intelligences were real. The feeling of being watched as if you were a bug had not been pleasant, his ego and pride were warring against his logic and curiosity for what he must do now.

    ¡®I shall make their powers mine and then crush the fools for daring to underestimate my intelligence!¡¯ He smirked darkly as he began scheming a path to his dark ascension.

    As if to prove that he was nothing more than an insect the mushrooms who had ingested the magical properties of the Endless dark had countless eyes appear in their shrooms with strange pupils that appeared almost like those of the goats but with one key difference...

    The pupils were maws filled with monstrous teeth, and they were smiling widely as if they had heard everything the foolish insect had thought to himself.

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    [One month later northeast of the Great continent.]

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    The capital has grown beyond its borders, small cities and villages surrounded its outer walls with roads linking with the rest of the territories of this glorious kingdom.

    Avalon observed it all from the balcony of his royal room, his gaze staring beyond the second walls that had been constructed as the first defense against pillagers and ravagers that prowled the unclaimed lands that spread out there.

    The population had nearly doubled up now that the infrastructure has finally been repaired and was once more working as it should be. Thousands of Children had applied for schooling and were waiting for their petition to be answered in hopes of being accepted into the ¡°New Guardians¡±.

    His influence had been strengthened and there was no longer in doubt as soon as the five heads of the previous lords of the five houses had been put to the guillotine and their new lords had retaken their oaths to the crown unlike their predecessors.

    Yes everything was going smoothly so why¡­

    ¡°Why do I have this Foreboding feeling in the back of my mind??!¡± Avalon whispered, tensing up when he felt the wind caress his neck.

    He couldn''t help himself but to draw the sword of Silverwing that his father once had wielded before he had been killed by a monstrous humanoid beast with four arms wielding four axes that dripped with boiling blood.

    He already knew that he wouldn''t be able to outrun those monsters that nearly slaughtered his empire and almost broke him and the only link he had to his childhood.

    His brother in all but blood Valerio Lionheart had been in the thick of it when everything had gone to hell, he and his father The Lord Lionheart had been back to back massacring demons, monsters and worse¡­Cultists, mad witches and berserkers gone rouge at the explosion of whatever the hell that blast of magical power had been that caused it all.

    Lord Lionheart had died in front of his firstborn stopping a claymore from taking his son''s life with a smile on his stern face while speaking his last words to one of his sons.

    ¡°Do not die my Son, live and find your little brother¡­¡± and then [The First Lion of Heart] exploded in a shower of golden light that signified the Sun God taking one of his favored creations into the Heavens.

    After such a heartbreaking moment The inheritor of the Mantle Lionheart Had let out a Bone chilling roar that put even a genuine Lion''s Roar to shame.

    Valerio Lionheart did not take his father''s death with tears in his eyes but with a rage that burned with a terrifying golden fire that had replaced his usually blue eyes.

    That day The Young Lion slaughtered ten thousand demons until he could no longer swing his mighty Caliburn, not because he had grown tired of swinging it but because all the corpses of his slaughtered enemies were on top of him as they had tried to dog-pile him to death.

    He shivered at the memory of all those horned heads frozen in eternal pain that were lying around the mountain of bodies. His brother in arms had not spared his wrath at all.

    He was brought back to reality from a loud knocking on the doors, he turned away from the view beyond the walls that had brought back memories and spread his senses wide.

    "Sire The ArchDuke Lionheart has sent a message via the Askyrex.¡± The Head of the Royal Guards declared after bowing his head in front of him.

    The two guardians'' stances changed as one went to take the letter while the other brought forward the mirror of the watcher.

    The Battle-King read the letter sent him by the only person he could call kin currently and raised an eyebrow in curiosity, there were only a couple words written in the letter.

    ¡°I have a surprise for you.¡± - Valerio Lionheart

    Just as he read those words a terrifying roar shook the capital to its foundations.

    In the horizont a dark blur was flying at speeds that couldn''t be perceived by the normal eye, he himself could barely make the shape of a Winged beast that was flying at blinding speeds at the royal capital without any warning before it had roared.

    ¡°What are the chances that this is the surprise Valerio was Talking about?¡± He murmured softly with amusement as he summoned the Armor of the Battle-King with a wordless command which replaced his outfit.

    ¡°Warn the guardian spears and feathershots to not fire anything until I say so.¡± Avalon commanded loudly, before signaling his two guardians to follow him as he sprinted towards the balcony and jumped without any fear of fall damage just as his two guardians did.

    He was no mere mortal after all, mere fall damage wouldn''t do anything to his kingly constitution just as it wouldn''t cause any harm to his two superhuman guardians who had been blessed by the Sun God himself.

    He landed down on his feet without causing any damage to the ground followed by two guardians whose feet glowed a deep gold before their speed seemed to slow down at the last moment before they landed.

    ¡°My liege.¡± The guardian didn''t react at the giant shadow that suddenly blocked the sun but Avalon could feel his retainer¡¯s muscle coil like a great beast ready to spring into action.

    Avalon observed the beast and traced its origin and lineage by using one of his analytical abilities.

    Race: Dragon- subspecies Abyssal Dragon

    Origin- outer realms(suspected)

    Bloodline- wild sires - Tamed (Lionheart)

    Age - 10 years-adult ( 1 month old)

    ¡®Hmm where did he find this one?¡¯ Avalon knew of the titan-grade beasts the empire had under its command once but they never had one of this type before.

    The silence wasn''t doing anything to placate his guardians though and he was wondering why his best friend wasn''t¨C

    Suddenly he heard a whistling sound which had him signal his guardians to step back.

    ¡°Gotcha.¡± He heard Valerio say before he landed with a loud clang of boots meeting hard stone.

    A dust cloud rose up to block the view but they could see two struggling shadows wrestle in front of the Dragon who stared in boredom at the surrounding humans who were just coming forward to see what was happening at the gates of the Royal household.

    ¡°Stop struggling you little¨C¡± He heard Valerio order as the dust cloud began clearing to allow them to see what the great archduke was struggling with.

    It was a strange creature, a Tall Deer with four eagle wings the color of purest white. Valerio had mounted its back and grabbed his neck with his hands and wings with his feet in a choke hold

    ¡°Are you having trouble with that thing?¡± He couldn''t help but ask as he watched Valerio tremble slightly.

    His question got him two pairs of eyes staring at him as if he was an idiot.

    ¡°I am not struggling with overpowering it.¡± The Lionheart¡¯s biceps flexed and he had the beast between his legs now while he was sitting on its stomach which blocked the wings from flapping.¡±I am trying to not kill it by accident as I did with the first two ones.¡±

    Valerio hoped he hadn''t caused any damage by killing those two guardian beasts he had been trying to tame by overpowering them without knowing their durability.

    The guardian beast finally noticed the Bored dragon staring down at it and stopped struggling, a panicked stare at his captor told it that the golden lion crest on the chest of the dragon was the same as the one found in the gauntlet that was currently pushing its head down on the pavement.

    ¡°How do you think I was able to see you while you were flying up there, you mischievous rascal?¡± Valerio rolled his eyes at the surprised feelings that the divine beast transmitted as a form of communication.¡± Yes yes, big bad dragon is your natural predator but the divine champion that is currently manhandling your furry ass isn''t as dangerous?¡±

    The Winged albino deer snorted contemptuously at his words.

    He felt his eyebrows twitch with annoyance at the disrespect he was being shown.

    ¡°You know¡­now that I am thinking about it, how does roasted venison sound {Vospos}?¡±He called at the Giant lizard who snapped his attention in his direction when he heard his words.

    The Dragon stared down at the frozen deer with an expression that could only be described as overjoyed, his smiling maw showing enough teeth to cause even the mightiest heroes to shiver with fear and terror.

    The deer shook in abject terror at the focused attention of the greatest predator in existence, it turned its gaze at the Being who seemed to have full control over the best and began to transmit his feelings.

    ¡°Interesting. So what is your answer, loyalty or venison?¡± He asked once more the previous mirth gone and replaced by the commanding presence of a beast tamer who did not plan on allowing him to walk away.

    The deer trembled at the tail-wagging dragon who seemed to jump at the word of venison being spoken in his presence.

    The Guardian beast took its only choice and bowed her head in submission.

    ¡°Good, from now on your name is Reina.¡± Valerio produced a golden rune with his emblem from one of his hidden pouches and broke it into golden powder on the face of the beast.

    [Main quest- procuring a Guardian beast (divine) completed.]

    He ignored the voice in favor of helping the deer to her feet or hooves in her case.

    Canceling his transformation he returned back to his less eye-catching form and finally focused on the miffed King that didn''t like to be ignored.

    ¡°Apologies my liege¡­as you can see while I was making my way here My eyes caught sight of three peculiar creatures flying very high and I couldn''t help my curiosity which had me thrown by my new battle mount Vospos tail to catch them by surprise before they could flee.¡± He explained the details that lead to him finding one of the latest updates he remembers in the game.

    ¡°And the Dragon?¡± Avalon asked curiously.

    ¡°Found his egg in a cave full of bones and took him back for research since I had the Mages of the Tower in my duchy for the stuff I told you. Since I now have that vein I informed you about it. It was suggested to me to help the egg to hatch I needed large amount of mana and as you know that place is full of it.¡± He explained while omitting the details by bringing up the letter he had sent for only his eyes to see since he had felt the Senate would bring it up as a point when his new projects bore fruit.

    ¡°I see.¡± Avalon nodded his head in understanding.

    The dragon though had brought something as well, when it had landed a box with one of its legs.

    ¡°You won''t believe what I found while I was searching around the shoreline Avalon.¡± Valerio stated with a bit of excitement in his voice.

    The box was big, there were golden and steel corners that kept the dark wood in place, Valerio did not take a second more to inspect the box and broke the temporary lock he had put on it and opened the lid to show¡­

    ¡°Is that¡­¡± He started saying before trailing off, his eyes were glued on the treasure.

    ¡°A piece of the Divine Armor worn by the Founder of the empire, Balmun the silver-winged. The chest piece armor was floating in the water and waiting for someone to find it.¡±His friend revealed with as much excitement as he could show after all the suffering and despair he had undergone.

    Avalon''s mind raced, if one of the lost relics of the empire was found so far away from their homeland¡­does that mean that his¡­

    Valerio noticed his faraway look and nodded his head as if he had had that thought as well, they both were cursed with said problem.

    A lost sibling, a younger sister and a younger brother, both were missing when the hell gate tore reality apart after the magical explosion that still to this day remains a mystery on how it came to be.

    ¡°Princess Elena may be somewhere in this new land my friend.¡± Valerio Lionheart said solemnly.

    ¡°Viscount Virion too, if the Gods will it perhaps they too may still be together.¡± Avalon replied with an air of finality that wouldn''t break no agreement.

    Valerio Lionheart did not respond to that, something else seems to have his attention¡­

    Avalon narrowed his eyes at the dragon and the stuff it was carrying, a lot of them were basic utensils and food packs meant for camping in the wild.

    ¡°My King, I will be unavailable for a while. I came to inform you personally of this reason instead of sending our own private bird. I have found clues on the reason why that happened and I wish to investigate something and now I have all that I need to do so.¡± His friend revealed with a serious tone, there was a dangerous glint in his eyes.

    Avalon did not know what to say or add to that, he too had wracked his brain as to why everything went as it did and they ended up here like homeless barbarians on new lands until they found the remnants of an abandoned ruin of a castle and built from there.

    He made his mind up and signaled on of his guardians to come forward.

    ¡°Go and bring the Crystal container that holds the holy water and the royal silver-Owl here.¡± He ordered.

    The guardian dipped his head and to the normal-humans eyes blurred, to them though he was just running faster than most royal knights and crusaders could.

    ¡°I will not stop you since you have made your mind up but I want you to keep me informed and if possible share any details you may find my friend.¡± Avalon stated, the brief moment he had said those words his guardian had returned with a blue container and an abnormally large silver owl with blue eyes trailing behind.¡±take these and be safe, we still don''t know what lies out there in the borderlands and thick jungles but I know you can match and surpass them you are The Lionheart, champion, Hero and above all else my trusted right hand and my best friend. Be safe my friend and return home intact.¡±