PROLOGUE
The last thing he remembered was being struck by the blunt end of that accursed scythe, while ordinarily such a wound would be moot to him compared to the other more debilitating injuries he had received in his short (at least by immortal standards) yet difficult life, and from protegenoi nonetheless… and yet here he was sprawled in a manner akin to a starfish on a meadow while facing upwards to the sun.
He knew that he had been knocked unconscious by the scythe's butt (he still wondered why people referred to it as such… it sounded perverse to him) and while that was teeth gritting– worthy, mostly due to the fact that he had taken harsher hits from worse weapon and yet maintained consciousness, he honestly couldn't bring himself to dwell on such a flippant matter, not while staring at the absurd astronomical anomaly up there in the sky.
It was day, no debate on that… but the moon was out, not in its usual nightly glow (that would just be crazy) but it was visible no doubt… yet that wasn't his major concern either.
The celestial body instead of its usual perfect looking spherical shape (to bare mortal eyes at least), it looked like someone or something had grown irritated at said celestial body for being bland (he wondered how the hell he was joking at a given situation like this) and decided to punch a massive hole through it just to shake things up a little bit.
He admitted that it wasn't that bad looking, the bits of rock that were once part of the moon that floated about gave off this kick ass vibe of get stronger or get eaten… he couldn't explain it, it was just… it.
Long story short, the moon looked like the Google maps arrow… spherically of course. Finally getting tired of laying down and entertaining himself with inappropriate humor and strange comparisons, the ten foot tall male got up to a sitting position with a pained grunt. He grimaced slightly as he felt his right arm dangle precariously on his shoulder, without missing a beat, he grabbed the loose limb and popped it back into its usual position without flinching.
He rose up completely and craned his neck with sickening pops before looking at his height and tsk-ing lightly before glowing golden and in a flash he was at an understandable height of six feet four inches.
He opened his mouth to speak but was startled when it quickly slammed shut, he looked surprised at the involuntary action before scowling a bit and then fixing the fourth wall with a bone chilling glare…
Tee Hee…
Rolling his eyes at a certain someone's immaturity, he looked around him and after the first few glances he quickly came to the conclusion that he was in uncharted territory, for him at least.
He spread out his divine senses and grimaced at the large amount of negative energy that his senses picked up, he was honestly surprised that the miniscule amount of positive energy in the area was not chocked up by the oppressive aura of its negative counterpart.
He withdrew from his area sensing and cast his blood red eyes on the grass where he once lay and said eyes gleamed with insane glee as he laid his eyes on the barbed tipped spear that radiated violence, bloodlust and yet cold, calculating precision.
His very own symbol of power.
He wasted no time in grabbing the malicious looking weapon and took great pleasure in feeling it hum excitedly in the hands of its master.
He paused mid way in admiring his precious weapon and cocked an eyebrow as he felt a pair of hidden silver eyes watch him curiously from the forest.
He snorted in mild amusement at the pitiful attempt at stealth and blinked once causing the unknown figure to let out a yelp before falling unconscious on the forest floor.
He didn't bother checking who this figure was and instead opted for de summoning his symbol of power and beginning a long trek towards civilization with his brain having a good grasp on what kind of situation he was in.
'Remnant huh?...' he mused internally before pausing and then frowning, '… what the hell is Google maps any way?'
….oops?