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I do hope you enjoy this chapter.
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{Day 90}
I got roped into helping E mine out the cave.
Thankfully, or instead, unfortunately, our source of spiritual stones have finally gone dry. Looking up towards the ceiling, I heard E mutter;
"Thank you for everything, Ritana. You too, Velvet." While Rou nodded with her, I had to wonder. Who's Ritana?
...
Yesterday, Rou and the others began cultivating a field. Learning this, I asked whether they possessed any acorns or such. They did. And so, I spent the night, planting a few acorns near the cave, half a mile to the east. A few weeks back, they had mentioned feeling homesick with the lack of trees, so I decided to start creating a new one. The area was situated within a cavity in the ground, seeming to be a dried pond. It was deep enough that the earth reached my neck, but was not so visible, allowing a bit of camouflage, seeing as the trees I was growing was going to be different from the ones growing around us.
I had intended to keep it a secret, but an elf noticed what I was doing, and when I had to explain myself, he began to tear up, confessing that he'd thought I had forgotten about the conversation. Unfortunately, by the time we returned to the cave, every last elf knew about my new project. Well, there goes secrecy I guess... At the very least, the elves have cheered up from the loss of the four elves from the battle.
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"Hm?" I hummed, turning to face the Redhead. The woman seemed to be worried about something as she fidgeted.
"I'm going on a trip to a town with Oga-Rou, but I can't help but feel worried. When we arrive, will I be forced to leave his side?" She explained to me. I hummed as I rested my chin on a hand.
"Hm, in all my days knowing Oga-Rou..." I trailed off, eyes closed as I thought deeply, the Redhead looking at me expectantly. I then opened my eyes when I thought of something.
"Do you love him? Oga-Rou." I turned, asking her. Flustered, the Redhead panicked a bit, before recomposing herself.
"Yes, yes I do love him." She confirmed. Hearing this, I let out a small sigh. Grinning, I nodded to her.
"Then there's nothing to worry about. If you do not desire to leave him, then don't." I responded, watching as the woman stared, dumbfounded. Then, slowly, her eyes widened in realization, before finally beginning to smile.
"I-I see, I see. Yes, this was exactly what I needed to hear!" The Redhead exclaimed excitedly. Satisfied, that I helped solver her problem, I watched as she thanked me before leaving. As she left, I glanced off into nothing, quietly muttering to myself.
"...I...wonder..."
{Day 91}
For some reason, the conversation between the Redhead and I was stuck in my head.
...love...
Why did it remain?
...love...
What about the conversation, was so important that it stayed?
...love...
I found myself unfocused, unknowing causing a bit of a stir as my students pondered over my lack of focus.
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"I love the taste of this soup," Sato spoke, sipping some herbal-caterpillar soup. My ears perked up at the word 'love'. Why did it do so? Pondering on this, I ended up being too distracted, ignoring my lovers entirely as I focused on trying to solve my dilemma. The fact I didn't seem to react to their actions, such as Sato knocking on my head seemed to be worrying them, not that I knew, considering my situation.
...
I was unable to focus. Hopefully, a good night of rest would fix that. When I entered the room, I found Feno waiting for me. From my most-unfocused state, I had noticed the elf asking around about something. Whatever, she was asking about, I wouldn't know. As it was, I was too unfocused to speak with her, so I moved towards Coelum, ready to sit down, only to be stopped by the elf.
"Rukku." The elves all forgone saying my full name, instead, opting to refer to my birth name simply. As it was, I paused anyways, turning to face her.
"I love you." She stated. Suddenly I found myself paralyzed, as some heat rose to my face, making my cheeks burn red. I felt something warm in my gut as a small smile laid upon my face.
"Rukku, I love you." She repeated, making my face redden a bit more. Still paralyzed from the intense feeling, I felt Feno wrap her arms around me, repeating that she loved me. Every time she said it, I felt more and more, happier. Feeling control over my limbs, I slowly wrapped my arms around Feno and began to snuggle her, grip hardening every time she repeated her statement.
...
There was a lot of action in the room tonight. My other four lovers didn't complain, reveling in my rare mood.
{Day 92}
I woke up light and happy, as well as the questioning of my other four lovers, each wondering why I was so red-faced as I hugged Feno.
The two of us stayed silent, my reason being I felt rather blissful. One of my students even noted how lighthearted I was, noting how when someone ruined a potion, I didn't reprimand them; instead, I just shrugged it off and continued the lesson.
Of course, my blissful mood came to an end, after half the day was over, but I still felt light, and even engaged in a bit of banter with random individuals within the tribe, one highlight being from two temporary troops, Fuuki and Netsuki, a half-gale lord and half-fire lord respectively.
The two had been muttering to each other, something relating to ambushing Rou somewhere. I decided to mishear it intentionally.
"Ara, the two of you are going to rendezvous in the storeroom secretly. My, how bold." I commented as I passed them by. At the corner of my vision, I was able to witness the two blush, stutter, and not refuse it... Ara, ara.
{Day 93}
We were celebrating the victory of the Goblin-Elf Alliance against the human kingdoms, as well as a welcoming to the tempo-ahem, new troops.
"Hey, you black ogre, c' mere!" I heard a voice slur. Looking over, I found Netsuki and Fuuki sitting on the ground, red-faced from the alcohol and occasionally picking up pieces of the food they had.
"I hear, ya plan on taking a trip in that weird centipede-looking thing!" Netsuki slurred, his friend and possible lover, Fuuki continued. "While you're gone, we can whatever we want, right?" She asked, still somewhat sober. I'm dedicated to this possible couple. I don't know why I am, but I am. Whatever the case, it doesn't really matter to me anymore. Tuning out their voices, I made my way to Sato who was attempting to swallow a whole grilled -Horn Rabbit-, minus the horn of course.
Walking over to her, just as she began to choke, I casually opened her mouth, and stuck my hand into it, before pulling out the whole rabbit. As she began to breathe air, I pulled out a knife and sliced it into smaller pieces. Once Sato regained her breath, I stuck a piece of rabbit in her mouth, when she looked up. With a straight face, I slowly fed her the rabbit, ignoring the others when they commented on it, which was fine in my opinion, considering they were all in varying stages of drunk.
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"Pes-Rukku! Let's Spar!" Kichi cried out of nowhere. We were cleaning up the mess after the celebration when he had shouted that. Staring at his direction, I noticed Fuu whispering into his ear. Giving her a thousand-yard stare, she froze, realizing I had caught her. Unfortunately, Rou also heard this.
"Hoh! Sounds like fun!" Oi, why are you a battle junkie when drunk?! I was incapable of denying the declaration though, as everyone grew excited at the prospect of watching two of their superiors duking it out. Grimacing at the drama Fuu and Kichi made, I sighed.
"Fine." A high number of cheers was heard.
...
"Alright, I want a messy and lethal fight. Anything goes in this battle, with only three conditions." Rou announced, still heavily drunk. There was a lot of hushed whispers, myself noticing an uncomfortable amount of stares directed towards Kichi and I's half-clothed bodies. One of the rules of the bout was that we couldn't use our weapons, nor could we wear armor. Spells were also not allowed, only able to rely on our blessings, and demon orbs if needed.
"First, the winner is announced when the other is defeated and, or unconscious," Rou announced, as the crowd surrounding us cheered.
"Second, spells are prohibited, but any natural abilities you possess are still allowed." This meant that I still have access to my -Skill Sealer-, -Spiritual Vision-, -Bone Armament-, -Eye of The Tyrant-, and my -Eye of The Reaper-. Besides Kichi's fire breath, I'm unsure what else he possesses, besides his metallic skin.
"Third, You are disqualified and will face huge repercussions if this kills the other. I will personally involve myself in this if it comes down to such a situation" At least, we were ensured at survival if something that lethal were to come to pass.
"Now then, are we ready?" The two of us tensed, as the crowd grew silent in anticipation. While everyone was waiting, I pulled up my -Character-.
{Stats}
[HP] 2100
[MP] 2300
[STR] 140
[END] 210
[AGI] 120
[MAG] 230
[INT] 150
[LUK] 80
{Level} 65
[PT] 146
Humming to myself, I mentally added forty points to my -END-, so that even if I lose, I wouldn't have been defeated so quickly. I then added six points to my agility, so that I was a bit faster. Even though I knew I was faster than Kichi could hit, it never helps to be prepared.
{Stats}
[HP] 2500
[MP] 2300
[STR] 140
[END] 250
[AGI] 126
[MAG] 230
[INT] 150
[LUK] 80
{Level} 65
[PT] 100
With that done, I closed the window, just as Rou began speaking once more.
"On my mark!" I began stretching in place, primarily in my legs. Kichi did the same, but with his arms. Once done with our little stretches, we readied ourselves.
"..." I wasn't sure why the two of us were fighting, but I blame Fuu for the future injuries I'm going to get.
"..." Kichi stared at me, determined. No doubt I would lose, but I will not fall, without dealing a few of my attacks in exchange.
"Begin!" Instantly, Kichi leaped forward, head brought back, and cheeks puffed. In response, I activated my -Bone Armament-, just as he reared his head forward, mighty gout of flames spewing from his mouth. As I was blanketed with flames, my blessing minimalizing the pain taken, I activated another of my blessings, -Spiritual Vision-. Almost instantly, a blue spectral copy of myself emerged from my burning body. As Kichi's flame breath came to an end, he landed on his feet, watching at my burning body.
As expected, though he was ready for an attack, he wasn't expecting what I would be using. My blessing allowed me to transfer my vision and control to a spectral copy of myself, only capable of physically landing blows onto a target and a plethora of other abilities. The downside to the blessing was that not only was this copy extremely fragile, but my main body's cognitive responses were also heavily dulled. As such, I would have to be quick about this.
Speeding towards the ogre, I quickly curved around his thrown fist, and landed one of my own at his face, forcing his face to the side as my fist impacted his left cheek. Swinging once more, I slammed my other fist down on his head, before releasing control of the copy. As my vision and control returned to my body, I watched as the ogre shook away the pain, smirking and matching my own as I walked out of the fire, looking almost untouched. As I walked, burnt bone fragments gradually fell off my body, turning to dust as they fell.
Cracking my neck, just as he cracked his knuckles, we both charged forward, fists reared back. When we were within distance, we swung at each other. Unfortunately, for Kichi, I moved my feet with the swing and was thus on the opposite side of his swing; his back. The moment my feet were on the ground, I swung at his spine, dealing a trio of rapid blows. Howling at the surprise attack, he swung backward, forcing me to duck. Unfortunately, that was what he wanted. Without warning, I was met with a faceful of fire. Grimacing at the burning pain and smell of burnt flesh, I encased a fist in bone, and swung at his waist, forcing him back, as I did the same.
As I doused my burning face, four -Asuric Tyrants- came into form, no need for blood, seeing as they were mere copies. Noticing he was now outnumbered, Kichi roared a challenge towards the constructs, each willing to take it up. As the quartet charged forward, I finally doused the flames, my vision blurred as my right eye was now partially blind due to the fire. My eyepatch was also gone, lost to the flames, as my gaping eye socket was revealed to the crowd once more. Thankfully though, the crowd were cheering about how destructive and brutal the fight was, and didn't care about the otherwise, disgusting gaping eye socket.
Opening my -character-, I glanced at my -HP-.
[HP] 1765/2500
Damn, this guy packs a punch. It hasn't even been five minutes, and he already reduced my health to near half my bar. Staring as Kichi brutally defeated the tyrants, punching a hole through both its flesh and its bone armor, I knew that they wouldn't last long. After a moment's hesitation, I ripped out my right eye, a copious flow of blood pouring out. Hearing several shocked cries, I whispered.
"Distract him my -Hex Reaper-." I heard blood flow towards my eye,b as the reaper took form. The reaper, unlike the tyrant, resembled more of myself, except their skin was a darkened blue, their cloak a raggedy black, and they possessed multiple glowing white chain tattoos hidden throughout its body. As the construct, its face was hidden beneath its hood and its mask of some beings skull, it hefted its scythe, copious amounts of blackened chains spewed from its sleeves, curling around its body, and finally attaching themselves to the end of the scythe.
Transformation and summon coming to an end, the construct released a soul-wrenching wail, levitating a few inches from the ground as it swung its scythe to the side. It then rushed forward. Whatever was going to happen, I wouldn't know, since I was now blind.
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Third PoV Start
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Everyone's attention besides Kichi was fixated completely on the new arrival, the floating lord-like construct. With a wail that caused literal discomfort to all who heard it, it flew towards the ogre, who had just finished off the third -Asuric Tyrant-. The fourth and final tyrant leaped back, the reaper taking its place as it swung its weapon at the ogre. With his overwhelming power, Kichi managed to redirect its attack and force it to the side, though unfortunately, the reaper merely flipped on itself and repositioned itself.
Kichi's attention, now on the reaper, was unable to properly react as a pair of feet stomped on his shoulder. Leaping off said shoulder, Rukku, now blind, landed on a hand, who then boosted himself back into the air and onto his feet. Grinning, despite possessing two gaping eye sockets, Kichi grimaced at the number of beings he would have to be wary of. Fortunately, he still had 'that', but it would be safe to save it until needed. Slamming his fists together, he charged forward, breathing a ball of flames towards the tyrant, while leaping above Rukku who charged forward. Without stopping, he flipped in the air, before slamming both fists, down towards the reaper, causing a crater in the ground, and killing it, if the resounding crack of bone was heard.
The reaper, dying, slowly got its feet, and reached for its face. Though it was unable to reveal any of its power, it already fulfilled its part of the attack. Without hesitation, it ripped out its sole eye and threw it towards Rukku. As it did, its body dissipated, beginning from its feet. Seeing as it only possessed a few seconds left, it hefted its scythe, before throwing it to the side, gripping on the chains attached to it as it then twisted with all its might, just before it disappeared. The scythe, now spinning, swung towards Kichi, who's attention was taken to the last tyrant, who then latched onto the ogre.
Confused at the construct's action, his eyes widened as he heard the approaching weapon. Squirming, he began to quicken his pace, desperate to escape. Unfortunately, the moment he did, he was struck by the disappearing weapon. Grimacing at the great amount of pain from the disappearing scythe, now embedded into his waist, he grunted as he ripped out the fading weapon. Without pause, he swung forward, gripping the tyrant with its shoulder, before slamming the blade of the scythe into its neck, effectively killing it. Releasing the tyrant, he watched passively as the construct took a step back in disbelief, before dropping, scattering like dust.
Looking to the side, he noticed Rukku who was waiting patiently. Nodding to him, he took a deep breath, as fire briefly encased his body, cauterizing his body of its wounds. Grimacing at the stinging pain, he leaned forward, before leaping towards the half-lord, who after taking a breath, did the same. When the two met in the center, the two swung, each towards the face, the crowd meanwhile, roaring at the amount of combat, bloodshed, and overall performance. Said roar went silent when the echoing sound of bone being snapped and the howl of absolute agony and rage echoed throughout the cave.
Flying in the air, a curious horn of eleven centimeters was seen, the same horn now absent from a half-lords forehead.
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Third PoV End
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It hurts!
I howled in the air as crippling pain coursed from my head, and through my body. Every movement I made worsened the pain and caused even more untold amounts of pain. Howling, I attempted to stem the pain, shakily raising a hand towards my forehead, my horn now gone, only a single centimeter remaining. The moment I touched it, I howled once more. Falling to my knees, I couldn't comprehend what I saw, only the pain and the numbers that flowed. It was so painful that I felt blood flow from my eyes, replacing the tears that once flowed.
Staring at the ground, through my reddened and hazed vision, I saw a red metallic foot. Glancing upwards through my sole eye, I saw the source of my agony. Who was he, I don't know, all I know is that he must suffer as I am right now!
With a howl, one now laced with rage, I got to my feet, anger overruling my pain and swung at the ogre, encasing my fingers with my -Bone Armament-, forming claws. Slashing at his jaw, the ogre roared with pain as he stepped back. Good, good! Suffer as I am! Getting to my feet, I quickly leaped at his face, feet landing on his shoulder,s as I slashed at his face, managing to cut off one of his horns in the process. As if on instinct, the ogre quickly swung to the side, forcing me off, as he also howled with rage. Slamming into the wall, I was given no time to react as a horn gored into my side.
Swinging his head upwards, he sent me flying up towards the ceiling. Slamming hard unto said ceiling, I fell, body, limp from the pain, only to be slammed into the ground as the ogre gripped my leg and slammed me into the ground. Immediately, my foot was released as I was blanketed by orange flames, tinted with blue. Roaring with equal rage and pain, the ogre stopped his burning roar momentarily, before breathing blue flames, bathing my body entirely. Feeling my body burn away from the heat, I slowly got to my feet, encasing my body in layers of -Bone Armament-, before changing the encasements around my fingers into knives. Without pause, I swung, splitting his waist and gut.
Now howling in agony, the ogre stopped his burning roar and swung his arm, catching me by my armored neck and began to swing his other fist into my gut, as he slowly choked the life out of me. Glaring defiant as he attempted to strangle me, I slashed at his arm, severing veins and flesh. In response, he bathed my body with blue flames as he strangled me to death. I heard movement as figures of green and other colors attempted to make the ogre release his grip on me. His response was to swing me to the side, releasing me as he did and far away from him.
Slamming and crashing into a wall, I felt my head impact against metal, disorienting my vision and mind. As my vision began to clear up, still red from the blood, I felt the pain begin to secede. Hearing loud thumping, I was unable to react, as Kichi entered my vision, missing a horn and a massive mallet in hand. Without pause, I felt something flat and metal slam into my face and breaking my nose. Gasping at the pain, I was unable to speak, nor react as Kichi dropped his mallet, and grab my face. Given a brief moment to stare at his face, I realized he was overcome with adrenaline and rage.
Unhesitantly, he ripped open Emery's forge and slammed my face unto the burning metal. Howling with intense pain and agony, I was incapable of freeing myself, as Kichi placed his entire weight onto my head. Burning and cooling metal welded itself onto my face, slowly flowing into my mouth and down my throat, as well as around my neck, literally burning my voice away. As a result, my agonized wails was slowly reduced to a silent whimper. Falling limp at the sheer pain, I submitted to the pain, as Kichi pulled me from the forge and away from the metal.
Feeling my body being slammed on metal once more, I felt my body being released. Unable, incapable, and unwilling to move, my body laid on the metal. Finally, after all the pain, a cold chill coursed through my body, bringing relief, and an intense feeling of lethargy. My sole eye, destroyed and blind from the fire and metal was incapable of blinking as the skin around it was burned away.
Feeling my consciousness slip away, I heard a buzzing in the air, before everything became nothing.
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Third PoV Start - Aftermath
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The aftermath of the spar was rather...
Everyone was giving Kich a wide berth, even as the ogre stared at his hands, eyes widened as he remembered just what he had done to one of his closest friends. Meanwhile, Rou who should have stopped the spar before things got out of hands was sleeping, unknowing of the carnage that has occurred throughout the cave.
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In the infirmary where all patients were brought to, healers, and blacksmiths were rushing in and out of the room as they attended to Rukku's broken body, both literal and figuratively.
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Third PoV End
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{Day 94}
When I came to, all I could see was darkness, that and stinging pain.
Finding myself incapable of movement, incapable of manipulating my body, as well as incapable of speaking, I laid silent. As I laid there, I attempted to remember what had happened, only to flinch as overwhelming fear overcome me as I thought of Kichi. The moment he came into mind, overwhelming terror overcame me, causing my body to twitch and spaz. I then felt the sense of touch return to my body as hands grip my body, and a light soothing feeling was placed unto my abdomen. Feeling my mouth open, I felt a fruity liquid pour down my dry and sore throat. Ah, the -Shamanic Concoction-.
I then felt more and more concoctions pour into my mouth, until another, likely one of my enhanced potions, though how they got to it, I wouldn't know, seeing as it's hidden in a hidden compartment. Once the enhanced concoction entered my throat, I felt all senses return, the sense of pain fortunately not present. Mentally calling up -character-, I glanced at my stats.
{Name} Rukku
[Sex] Male
[Race] Half-Plague Lord
[Age] 94 Days
[Affiliate] Demon - Goblin Tribe
{Stats}
[HP] 2500
[MP] 2300
[STR] 140
[END] 250
[AGI] 126
[MAG] 230
[INT] 150
[LUK] 80
{Level} 75
[PT] 130
{Favor} 580
[God of Sacrifice] 290
[Demigod of Curse] 110
[Demigod of Marrow] 95
[Demigod of Spirit] 85
{Blessings}
[Bloody Rampage] Those under the blessing of the -God of Sacrifice- may periodically possess a temporary obsession over spilled blood, to the point where they gain tunnel-vision.
[Skill Sealer] Those under the blessing of the -Demigod of Curse- are capable of sealing the victims last used skill for seventy-two hours. The skill is also capable of permanently sealing away the sealed skill at the cost of temporarily reducing the stats of the caster by 1. Stats are also reduced by an additional 1 for every other skill permanently sealed. Reduced stats are restored once 72 hours have passed.
[Spiritual Vision] Under the blessing of the -Demigod of Spirit-, the caster is capable of transmitting a corporeal manifestation of their soul, allowing them limited access to the physical world.
[Bone Armament] Those who possess the blessing of the -Demigod of Marrow- are capable of growing a layer of bone plating, which possesses the strength of steel.
{Appearance}
A Half-Lord of two-point-seven meters tall, Rukku possesses gray skin and ashen-silver hair which reaches down towards his waist. Atop his forehead is a single thirteen-centimeter ivory horn, and now possesses heterochromic eyes, his left formerly scarlet red, and the right, formerly amethyst purple. His body is even-toned; muscular, yet only somewhat visible.
On his body are four distinct tattoos, each signifying one of his four blessings; The first being the crimson eye bags-like markings underneath his eyes. The second being the tattoo of a spine on his spine, with three rib bones on each side. The third is a trio of ghosts that curves around his left arm, each depicting a happy, mournful, and angered wail. The final tattoo is a series of unknown runes written around his right arm.
{Equipment}
13x [Triple Horn Horse Stiletto] +1 STR | Pierce
-A smooth horn, broken off of a Triple Horse, before being fashioned into a dagger. It is sometimes referred to as the 'Mini-Lance'.
[Hosrepeluderare] Barrage of Repeating| Hos Repetens Ludos Verberare
-A unique scythe made of unknown metals, resembling gold and silver. An ancient artifact crafted by Velvet, the scythe is capable of creating a pair of carbon copies of the spell cast and is capable of duplicating the spell, eight additional times without any additional cost.
[Scribothographia] Inscribe Spelling| Scribe Orthographia
-A unique artifact crafted by the famous wizard, Velvet. When mana is imbued into the tome, it will begin cataloging any and all spells that the caster may possess, before imprinting variants of the spell. The variants are capable of being cast once per day.
[Eye Socket of The Tyrant] Controlled Detonation | Summon Asuric Tyrant Troop | Metaphorical Vision
-A demon orb now reformed, covering the left eye socket. Unique to Rukku, it allows him to summon a quartet of Asuric Tyrant's, an extinct evolution of the high ogre. The demon orb socket is also capable of forming and firing compressed orbs of explosions that are launched from the socket at high speeds and can be detonated whenever he desires. The socket, despite not being an actual eye, allows Rukku the ability to see, and can now view up to three seconds into the future.
[Blinded Eye of The Reaper] Controlled Disintegration | Summon Blinded Hex Reaper | Metaphorical Vision
-A demon orb now permanently broken and blinded. Unique to Rukku, which allows him to summon a Blinded Hex Reaper, an extinct variant evolution of the ghoul. The demon orb is also capable of firing a visible shockwave that disintegrates whatever is in its path. The shockwave can be manipulated to curve itself, and target specific targets should Rukku decide so. The eye though blind is capable of granting Rukku perfect clarity, and the ability to see up to three seconds into the future.
[Enchanted Mithril Armor]
-A set of enchanted mithril armor alongside a cloak allowing the usage of standing on air for three seconds, being arrow-proof, resistance against the elements, pseudo-hidden, and will repair itself if damaged.
{Development}
[Skinning] An ancient art predating many civilizations. A method that revolves around removing the skin of prey from its meat.
-Rank: Mastered
-Skins, Hides, and Pelts have a 50% chance to be of a rank higher.
-Skins, Hides, and Pelts have a 30% chance of being two ranks higher.
-Skins, Hides, and Pelts have a 15% chance of being three ranks higher.
-Skins, Hides, and Pelts have a 5% chance of being four ranks higher.
[Extracting] An ancient method honed by practitioners of old, revolving around the methods of removing any and all usable pieces of the body.
-Rank: Mastered
-Crafting materials are highlighted in green.
-Food ingredients are highlighted in yellow.
-Brewing materials are highlighted in red.
[Tanning] A method invented by the hunters of a bygone era, one that revolves around creating leather from skins, pelts, and hides.
-Rank: Mastered
-Processed leather has an 80% chance to be of a -Rare- quality.
-Processed leather has a 40% chance to produce a second leather of -Normal- quality.
[Cooking] An olden art that predates history, a method used by all beings with sentience. Using the element of heat or fire, they create dishes that not only satisfy hunger but may also provide beneficial effects.
-Rank: Mastered
-Dishes taste 50% better.
-Dishes have a 25% chance of possessing three beneficial effects.
[Mentor] When delving into a subject of interest, the mentor is capable of instilling the knowledge required to know of the subject, into their students.
-Rank: Advanced
-Students learn skills 40% faster.
-Maximum of 80 students can be accounted for at once.
[Alchemy] An ancient art that involves the usage of herbs and extracts. Using specialized tools, one becomes capable of producing potions, antidotes, poisons, and a wide variety of other products.
-Rank: Unique
-Potions possess a 40% chance to become twice as effective.
-Antidotes have a 40% chance to heal a second negative effect.
-Poisons have a 40% chance for their duration to increase by twice.
-Potions have an 18% chance to yield twice its product.
-Antidotes have an 18% chance to increase a grade.
-Poisons have an 18% chance to become twice as deadly.
[Sewing] Though labeled an art that only women should know and possess, the usage of such a skill is not something to be shirked. Involved in stitching cloth and other materials together, it is one of the two skills required in order to attain the job -Tailor-.
-Rank: Novice
-Sewn material has a 30% chance to be a grade elevated.
-Grants skill -Steel Thread-.
[Weaponsmith] One of the two required skills needed to attain the class, Blacksmith. Weaponsmiths are incapable of producing anything except weapons, yet the weapons they create are on par of being considered Rare.
-Rank: Beginner
-Crafted Weapons inflict 5% more damage.
-Crafted Weapons have a 1% chance to add a random enchantment.
[Armorsmith] One of the two required skills needed to attain the class, Blacksmith. Armorsmiths are incapable of producing anything except armors, yet the armors they create are on par of being considered Rare.
-Rank: Beginner
-Crafted Armors negate 5% damage taken.
-Crafted Armors have a 1% chance to add a random enchantment.
{Active}
[Sacrifice] Sacrifice the chosen living or dead, unto your God's name, gaining favor in return.
-Living: Increases favor by 10.
-Dead: Increases favor by 5.
{Bone Attribute} A sub-element of earth, which enables the creation and manipulation of marrow.
-Rank: Novice
-[Spear of Bones] A trio of spears made from mana-grown marrow. Upon creation, it hovers above the caster but will launch itself forward should its caster bid it so.
-[Lancing Bone]- By hollowing itself out, and thinning its marrow, a spear can gain the ability to home onto a target of choice, sacrificing half of its original durability. The body of the spear also becomes flexible, allowing it to bend to some degree while retaining its piercing power.
-[Pronged Bone]- By splitting its tip in half, a spear is capable of enabling itself the ability to restrict, and restrain a target, by sacrificing its ability to kill. In addition to restricting the target, they become incapable of using magic.
-[Barbed Bone]- Growing small thorns that are scattered throughout its body, a spear is capable of inflicting extra damage when impacting against a target, as its spearhead will shatter, forcing the thorning fragments in every direction while within the body.
-[Drilling Bone]- A curved ridge forms around the shaft of a spear, allowing it to spin at high speeds. This enables the spear to pierce many defenses, both physical, and magical. While it spins, however, it loses the ability to arc, forcing it to launch straight, making it difficult to aim at a long distance.
-[Scatter Bone]- Cracks form throughout the body of the spear, making it extremely fragile. Shortly after being launched, it explodes, sending a shower of fragments flying forward. In exchange for its durability, the spear is imbued with a curse that forces anything that comes within contact to be brittle.
-[Pummel Bone]- By thickening its shaft, a spear is capable of withstanding great amounts of damage. However, by doing so, the spear sacrifices its ability to kill, as the marrow used to reinforce the shaft comes from the spearhead, which has become blunted as a result.
-[Leeching Bone]- By merging the three spears together, a new spear emerges, appearing as a trident. The trident is imbued with the ability to attract bodies of mass towards it, its sharpened tips used to puncture and skewer them. Skewered bodies also have their mana drained, which is transferred back to the caster.
-[Pillar of Marrow] A giant pillar made of marrow rises from the ground, resembling a rib bone. If used correctly, it can be used to skewer a target from below.
-[Cage of Marrow]- Eight pillars of marrow rise around the target(s), trapping them inside. Should they attempt to escape, eight more pillars rise up, slanted and pointed at them. They try to escape through the cracks, the pillars will launch themselves from the ground, likely puncturing a massive hole in the target.
-[Tower of Marrow]- Four massive bone pillars rise up, a solid mass of marrow connecting the four as the tower rises high into the air. Due to the creation of the tower itself, so long as it remains connected to the ground, it will defy gravity no matter how damaged it is.
-[Monolith of Marrow]- A single pillar of marrow rises from the ground. Inscribed deep into the bone itself are various hexes, and enchantments. It will release a pulse that rapidly regenerates allies, but drains enemies of their energy, making them fatigued. It will also instill both power and restore a bit of mana to allies while draining the enemies will to live.
-[Marrow Cloud] Spews a cloud of bone powder, quickly generating a smokescreen, decreasing the visibility of anyone within the cloud, except to the caster.
-[Delayed Smokescreen]- Creates a compressed orb of bone powder that explodes after a few moments, quickly filling an area with a cloud of powdered bone.
{Curse Attribute} A sub-element of Arcane, which enables the creation and activation of hexes, and enchantments.
-Rank: Rookie
-[ᛒᚱᛁᛏᛏᛚᛖ] Forms a hex that forces those within its radius to become extremely brittle.
-[ᛚᛖᚦᚨᚱᚷᛃ] Forms a hex that forces those within its radius to become extremely lethargic.
-[ᛏᛁᛗᛖ] An enchantment that allows the object or person negate a fatal attack, or accelerate an action.
-[ᚱᛖᚡᛖᚱᛋᚨᛚ]- Reverts a single attack.
-[ᚨᚲᛋᛖᛚᛖᚱᚨᛏᛖ]- Accelerates next attack.
{Spirit Attribute} A sub-element of Wind, which enables the manipulation and modifications of souls, and essences.
-Rank: Rookie
-[Soul Search] Causes the caster's eyes to glow an ethereal green. When their eyes lie upon their target, they are capable of 'locking' on to them, allowing them to be tracked through obstacles, an outline covering them, and allowing the caster to glean basic information off of their target, even their recent thoughts.
-[Soul Siphon] The caster siphons the spiritual essence of their target(s). The essence can be used to restore the casters own mana pool, or can be imbued into objects, turning them into mana batteries. The essence can also be solidified, allowing it to be used in brewing.
-[Soul Coerce]- Through the manipulation of the mana coursing through the bone, enemy undead can be enthralled into becoming allies.
-[Poison Attribute] A sub-element of Earth and Water, which enables the creation and modification of poisons.
-Rank: Beginner
-[Sleep Powder] Release a small cloud of powder that becomes a liquid upon inhaling the cloud. The liquid will then force the body to slow down, tricking the senses into a sense of fatigue, making the recipient to fall asleep.
-[Gluttony] An incomprehensible skill that allows the caster to devour a being in their entirety. In doing so, however, the caster is irreversibly changed as they take on the beings memories, personality, skills, classes, etc. While the process in effect, the caster will also be inflicted with a curse that reduces their level by thirty. In order to cast the skill, the caster must use up all of their MP, and a vast majority of their HP to cast.
-[Taekwondo] A martial art that puts an emphasis on kicking.
-Rank: Rookie
-[Axe Kick]- Raising the leg up high, mana is infused into the heel, which when brought down, will create a crater in the ground itself.
-[Back Kick]- Turning halfway before kicking, the target is sent flying with a chance of being stunned.
[Transmute: Steel] Forcibly transforms the object's element to that of steel.
{Summons}
-[Marrow Soldier] Given form from mana-grown marrow, a soldier of animated bones takes form. Resembled in the likeness of a goblin, the skeleton is encased in mana-grown leather armor and wields a marrow shortsword and marrow shortbow, a quiver found on its back.
-[Marrow Tyrant]- A giant construct formed out of dozens of -Marrow Soldiers-, the tyrant is formed. Covered entirely in leather, it is armed with a crude and wicked cleaver made of marrow in its right hand, and a buckler made of intertwined marrow in its left. Its head, hovers above its neck, just barely connecting, and possesses only a single glowing orb for an eye.
-[Marrow Mage] Given form from mana-grown marrow, a mage of animated bones takes form. Resembled in the likeness of a goblin, the skeleton is encased in a tunic made of marrow-like material, and a wand made of marrow. Through its focus and catalyst, the wand, it is given the ability to cast ice magic and heal its fellow undead.
-[Marrow Reaper]- Formed out of half a dozen -Marrow Mages-, the reaper takes form. Covered in worn but well-maintained blackened robes, it is armed with a pair of hand-scythes, a pair of hovering skulls encased in green fire hovering above.
-[Bone Soldier] Born from mana-grown marrow, a soldier of animated bones is formed. Resembled in the likeness of a hobgoblin, the skeleton is made alongside its mana-formed armor and weapon, leather-reinforced chainmail, and both a bone longsword and bone longbow, a quiver found on its right waist.
-[Bone Tyrant]- Formed from the masses of dozens of -Bone Soldier-, the tyrant forms. Covered from neck-to-toe in condensed rib bones, it arms itself with a massive bone cleaver in its right hand, and a crude slab of bone for a shield in its left. Decorating its left shoulder are the still animated clacking skulls of many of the soldiers used in the fusion. Hovering atop the neck is the conjoined skull that makes up the head, possessing three jaws, and four glowing eyes.
-[Bone Mage] Born from mana-grown marrow, a mage of animated bones is made. Resembling the likeness of a hobgoblin, the skeleton is formed alongside its robes, a sort of marrow-like material, and a staff made of bone. Through its focus and catalyst, the staff, it gains the capability of casting ice magic and summoning -Bone Minions-
-[Bone Minion]- A skeleton made in the likeness of a goblin, the bone construct is garbed in leather-reinforced cloth, and armed with a shortsword, shortbow, and dagger, all made of bone. When summoned, they appear in groups of four, two when summoned by a -Bone Mage-.
-[Bone Reaper]- Formed from the mass of six -Bone Mage-, the reaper forms. Covered entirely in blackened tattered robes, it arms itself with a scythe made of silver, and the pole made from intertwining bones. Hovering around it are five clacking skulls that will readily sacrifice itself to protect the reaper, or revive it, should it fall.
-[Bone Graveyard] Forms a totem of a goblin, hobgoblin, and ogre, before plating it into the ground. Five meters around the totem, a bone fence takes form, bathing the land within its boundary with a chilling aura. From the tainted ground, tombstones form, the reanimated slowly rising upwards to walk the lands once more.
-[Skeleton]- An animated skeleton, armed with nothing but its fists. Despite its fragile and weak frame, it makes up for its weak body with the ability to erode armor upon making contact.
-[Skeleton Warrior]- An animated skeleton armed with only a rusty iron sword. It is capable of raising the natural defense of its fellow undead by raising its sword in the air and rapidly slamming its teeth together.
-[Skeleton Archer]- An animated skeleton armed with rotted arrows and bow. Upon running out of arrows, it can sacrifice a -Skeleton- in order to refill its quiver.
-[Zombie]- A shambling corpse. Unlike a skeleton, it possesses a great amount of durability. Upon death, the zombie will bulge in place, swelling to twice its initial size before exploding. From its remains, a -Skeleton- may rise.
-[Zombie Brute]- A muscular shambling corpse. It is strong enough to throw other zombies at targets. Upon death, its stomach will explode, revealing a trio of -Toxic Zombie- within.
-[Toxic Zombie]- A shambling corpse filled with toxic poisons. It can throw its poisoned body parts which explode on impact or can self-destruct, releasing a cloud of poison.
-[Necro Zombie]- A shambling corpse that possessing a unique wail that will resurrect fallen undead. Undead that has been resurrected, have a small chance of becoming a -Toxic Zombie-.
-[Ghost]- A corporeal spirit. It is capable of possessing inanimate objects. When it has possessed an object, it will attack with attacks that correspond with what it has possessed.
-[Phantom]- A corporeal spirit with the ability to possess multiple objects at once. When a sufficient amount of objects are possessed, it will condense together, forming a haunted golem.
-[Wraith]- A corporeal ghost that is garbed in a tattered cloak. It is armed with a lantern allowing it to manipulate fire to a degree. It is also capable of releasing a wail that instills terror amongst the living.
-[Poltergeist]- A condensation of dozens of wraiths. It is incapable of physically attacking, instead, relying on its telekinesis to manipulate and strike its targets with great amounts of objects.
{Support}
-[Mending Marrow] Manipulating the marrow found in bones, damaged bones are capable of being slowly sewn back together.
-[Mending Bone] By drawing upon the mana found in the surroundings, the caster focuses the spell on the marrow found in the bones, allowing the bones to heal and regenerate at an accelerated rate.
-[Reverse-Poison] Through the manipulation of poison, an all-curing antidote can be made, aiding any and all inflictions.
-[Steel Thread] Creates a thread with the strength of steel.
-The strength of Steel.
It seems my bout with Kichi- oh, my terror must count as a cripple because it's gone... Anyway, I've leveled ten times. its rather nice that even though I'm blind, I don't need eyes to see this. It also seems that because of this bout, my left eye was now my eye socket, and the quartet of -Asuric Tyrants- were no longer clones, but instead, four actual tyrants. I wasn't sure what was the difference now that my -Hex Reaper- was now blinded, but...
Also, my horn has regrown itself! It's a centimeter longer now, but hey, at least it's back.
"...hm...Hm...Hm." I slowly hummed, my voice box now fixed. There was silence before a cacophony of noise was heard. I then felt -character- close itself as five individual bodies slammed into me. As my 'vision' appeared, I realized all five of my lovers were searching every part of my body, tearful. Around me, every single last elf in the tribe was surrounding me, carrying potions, cloth, and even buckets of water.
"..."
...
It took a bit of time for them to calm down and learn what has happened. From what I gleaned from them, after the bout, Fuu has been heavily punished for instigating the bout, Kichi has become depressed for harming me, and Rou was being subjected to punishment from his lovers for falling asleep when he should've prevented the spar from getting out of hand.
After getting my lovers under control, Feno, Arue, and Kirue especially for some reason, I made my way towards Kichi, several goblins attempting to dissuade me. Reaching his room, I knocked before entering.
...
After a few hours of speaking, yelling, and the eventual apologies, Kichi and I mended our damaged friendship, and ended our talk with the promise of beating Fuu black and blue, have Ji II heal her, and repeat the process eight more times. Since the door was left open at some point because E had entered to console Kichi, everyone heard the promise between the two of us, especially Fu who froze. Staring at her, the two were on her feet as she fled. Without hesitation, the two of us gave chase, Kichi's flaming ax in hand, and my war-scythe to my side.
...
We were beating Fu for the fifth time when Rou woke up. Noticing what we were doing, he attempted to stop us.
"Oi, Pes-Rukku, Oga-Kichi, stop-" We aren't having none of that Rou.
"Shut up Oga-Rou." "Be quiet Oga-Rou." The black ogre went silent, cowed as we continued stomping on the unconscious ghoul. Nearby, Me and Ji II were grimacing and flinching every time we struck the ghoul.
...
Our leader planned on involving some of us to journey across the land and gather information. In order to lessen some inconveniences, we would be heading off in small groups. Due to my previous injuries and the fact I wasn't in the mood to join them, Rou gave me the assignment of developing our home, seeing how even after all this time, it's still just a cave, and a nearby sauna and pond.
The groups that would be departing goes as follows;
[Group 1] Leader: Rou
-[Rou] [Mi]
-[Redhead] [Emery] [Spinel] [Alma] [Felicia]
-[Netsuki] [Fuuki] [Half-Illusion Lord]
[Group 2] Leader: Kichi & E
-[Kichi] [E]
-[Hobgoblin Cleric]
-[Human] [Human] [Human]
-[Kobold Foot Soldier] [Kobold Foot Soldier] [Kobold Foot Soldier] [Kobold Foot Soldier]
[Group 3] Leader: Sato & Sei
-[Sato] [Sei]
-[Elf] [Elf] [Elf]
-[Human]
-[Hobgoblin] [Hobgoblin] [Hobgoblin]
-[Hobgoblin Cleric]
[Group 4] Leader: None
-[Ogre] [Ogre]
-[Hobgoblin]
-[Weretiger] [Weretiger]
-[Thunder Dragonewt] [Thunder Dragonewt]
-[Human] [Human] [Human]
[Group 5] Leader: Me
-[Me]
-[Fu] [Je] [Sum] [Kli] [Mal]
-[Human] [Human]
-[Kobold Ninja]
-[Kentauros]
As Rou continued explaining the four rules for the groups heading out, I made my way towards my room. Entering, I pulled out some parchment I had taken from one of the human camps and spread it out on a table, using a few stray pieces of bone to keep it in place. Moving towards the cauldron, I crouched and picked through a pile next to it, charcoal made from all the wood I have used up until now. I only kept them because they could one day possess a use, which is now.
Pulling out another parchment, I placed several long sticks of charcoal and returned to the table, before beginning to draw some images. If the cave was to be developed, then the rough walls and floor would have to be improved.
...
Since this was my last night with Sato and Sei before they headed out, we all engaged in an intense session.
{Day 95}
When it was time for departure, I held a pair of jars towards Sato and Sei.
When they questioned the contents, I leaned in and whispered soup. Without hesitation, the pair snatched the offered jars and held them close. Leaning in once more, I laid my lips on their own, leaving a pair of reddened, but happy half-lords while my elven lovers offered their own farewells. While my lovers mingled for the last time in a while, I pulled out a wooden board and parchment and pulled out a thin piece of charcoal. Drawing a few shapes on the parchment, I began mentally planning the layout of the cave. While the groups were preparing to head out, I meanwhile, already have a group of my skeletons grinding away at the walls, smoothing and evening out the ridges.
Another group was already shoveling out stones in the ground and replacing the holes with dirt. A third and final group was nearby, where we had originally stored the magical mud; we decided to call it mud mortar, due to Rou mentioning how a mixture called a mortar could stick things together. The final group was preparing more mud mortar for the coming days ahead of us.
Hearing movement, I looked up and noticed Sato and Sei waving back to us as they moved off. Putting down my board, I waved back.
...
When the walls were removed of all sharp edges and ridges were all gone, I had some skeletons begin plastering the mud mortar over them, in order to somewhat smoothen the still rough walls. While such a task was happening, I had some skeletons begin carving and constructing bricks, made of both stone and dirt. I, of course, wasn't idle, as I grabbed some wood and began working on the foundations of the first home for our base. While we all lived in the cave, there were those who would possess children and with the way we were raised (Rou's teachings), some hobgoblins have mentioned wanting some privacy to raise their children.
Cutting some wood so they ended up shaped like a square, I slammed the long piece of wood into the ground and began placing some carved stone bricks next to them, slathering a bit of the mud mortar on it, before placing more bricks atop. I wasn't alone in this task, however. There were many who were left behind and were thus assigned to helping out with my task. Copying my design, some have also begun constructing some houses nearby, some even drawing an outline of where each building would be built and how much space they would need.
{Day 96}
While the others were constructing the houses, others were beginning to clear out old rooms and refitting them for other purposes. Since he finished house would possess ten floors, each room cut off from the other and connected to the roof, we constructed sturdy and safe stairs to reach said rooms, attaching some rails so others wouldn't accidentally fall off. Following some advice from the elves, we even began constructing some bridges to other buildings, in order to clear up the possible and future traffic that would occur from the probable numbers we would possess.
As mentioned, each house possessed ten floors and resembled more of pillars than buildings. We had foregone the previous designs of squared buildings as the layout of the cave made it impractical. And so, we made pillared homes. Each floor possessed ample space to move about and even jump if desired so. The flooring has been reinforced with -Bone Armament- so it could even withstand a troll stomping hard on it; we said it and had our only troll attempt it. It held out, and we slathered it with mud mortar, before applying a layer of what some kobolds used, called bamboo paper which felt somewhat nice to stand on. We also applied the paper to the walls, after a goblin had gotten his hand stuck.
In total, the cave possesses sixteen houses, each possessing ten floors and capable of supporting up to eight ogres easily. Each floor also possesses six rooms; the main area, three bedrooms, each with two-four beds, a bathroom filled with a stone-reinforced tub and a bucket enchanted to slowly fill itself with warm water, yet stop once it reaches a certain height, and other basic necessities like a towel, and toilet for the humans. The final room was a storage space for each occupant if they desired to store things they have found, or whatever equipment they possessed. It even contained a small Rou-enchanted box that kept food cold. He called it a cooler.
While constructing the bridges and stairs, a human mentioned creating furniture to furnish the rooms, and after a few suggestions from them, we got started. Some mentioned something called a couch, which was an extended chair made to support up to four people at once, and was covered with material to imitate a soft texture. Nodding I got to work, along with a few others. Cut to an hour later, we had a stone couch, covered with soft -Horn Rabbit- hides, and had a mixture of furs inside, to increase the simulation of softness. Trying it out, I admit I began lying on and almost falling asleep from the sheer fluffiness of the couch. And I admit, it took the efforts of a few hobgoblins to pry me off the couch.
I regretted nothing.
...
We also constructed smaller versions of the couch, called armchairs, before mass-producing them and placing them into the rooms.
{Day 97}
Somehow, we caught the attention of another tribe of kobolds.
A few unknown kobolds were scouting out potential areas to set up a home when they encountered one of our own kobolds. They had mentioned our base, and in the end, convinced them to join up with us. And so, after verbally berating, and praising the kobold for the new settlers, we went to set up temporary homes, before we could create actual homes. Fortunately, the kobolds joining us preferred the outdoors, and so, after constructing some tents, they expanded them on their own before settling in.
...
Conversing with the new kobolds ended being a bit enlightening. They spoke and showed me various techniques with my spear, a vast majority of them being -Kobold Footmen-. Through them, I learn the proper method of fighting with a spear, which made me realize, I could have had our kobolds teach me this stuff oh so long ago. Damn. Regardless, through these lessons, I gained a new skill; -Spear Mastery-.
[Polearm Mastery] Those who pursue the art of the polearm, ends on the road of the Spearman. Only through constant diligence can one attain mastery over such a weapon. Required to attain the class of Spearman.
-Rank: Beginner
-Polearms deal 5% more damage.
-Polearms have a 1% chance to deal 2x damage.
Desiring to try out this new skill, I went to talk to a few hobgoblins and with their agreement, emptied a room and began carving out more room. When finished, we got to set up some targets, such as straw men for weaponry practice. We also painted some old wooden shields with some sort of red liquid called paint, creating two circles and a dot. Setting them on a few makeshift racks, we had a training room set up. Some goblins who joined midway went through the extra process of creating some weapon racks and hanging up some weapons to practice with. Most were made of wood, though some were made of stone as well.
I then spent the next hour of my time training and leveling my skill before the others reminded me of my task.
...
Feno, Arue, and Kirue were reported to be pregnant. Hearing this, my mind and body, as well as my voice directed them to take it easy and forced them to our room, entrusting them to my elven friends.
{Day 98}
We were attacked.
A massive army of -Black Wolves-, led by a trio of -Alpha Black Wolves- appeared from the thicket and struck the new kobold tribe. As their civilians rushed inside the cave for protection, our tribe rushed out to defend the cave and assist the others. Rising from my bed, after making sure my lovers wouldn't strain themselves, what with their swollen belly, I had a pair of -Bone Tyrants- guarding the entrance, with a -Bone Reaper- hovering nearby should anything get past the duo. Not to mention, the dozens of -Marrow Soldiers-, -Marrow Mages-, and -Bone Mages- standing around.
Walking out, I was flanked on both sides, by -Bone Soldiers-, longswords out, and arrows nocked. Joining my small army halfway was fifty -Sea Saurians-, the same fifty that accompanied me when we fought the humans. Without nary of a word, we exited the cave, just as a new wave of kobold civilians ran past us. Hefting my scythe up, I grunted, as arrows were fired from my skeletons. Following the arrows, fifty globs of liquid acid shot through the air, splashing against the wolves, who yelped from the acidic water, or the arrows piercing their skin.
"Transmute Steel," I muttered, using up the majority of my -MP-, and converting all of my -Bone Soldiers- into -Steel Bone Soldiers-. Now without the worry of their once weakness towards sunlight, the skeletons all marched forward, firing another volley of arrows before switching to their swords. I walked after them, readying my spears, as the saurians charged forward, swords and spears aimed forward. Rushing past the saurians and dodging the skeletons, a quartet of -Black Wolves- charged forward, only to meet their end as I swung my scythe, severing all of their legs, and leaving them at the mercy of passing hobgoblins, who severed their snouts. Leaning forward, I grinned as my eye socket activated behind my new eyepatch, a quartet of -Asuric Tyrants- forming. Roaring, the four charged forward, as my -Blinded Hex Reaper- took form.
It appeared almost no different from when I summoned it before, except now its eyes were hidden beneath its hood which left only its mouth visible. Also, on its hood, a pair of eyes stitched shut were sewn onto it.
Throughout the field, I watched as blood flowed from the wolves, and my fellows... And yet, I couldn't help but desire more.
"Oh hell! Everyone, retreat! Pes-Rukku's about to go on a rampage!" A random cry was heard, before a great stamped stormed past me, only my steel skeletons and the wolves remaining. Hm, a great source of blood has disappeared... Well, it's only right to create more than, yes?
Sprinting forward, I swung my scythe, severing a wolf from its head, before swinging once more, stomping down hard on a wolf, snapping its spine, as I severed another leaping at me. Leaping high into the air, I threw my scythe, piercing a wolf and forcing it into the ground, as I began to spin. When I neared the ground, I swung my foot, slamming it and forming a small crater as I sent a trio of wolves away from each other. After a moment of hesitation for the sting to go away, I continued my battle, quickly rushing towards my scythe, ignoring the wolves as they bit into my limbs, and forcibly ripping away those who were in front.
When a crowd of twenty wolves rushed towards the front, I activated -Bone Armament-, snapping the fangs of the wolves still on me, and forcing out the severed fangs embedded into my skin. Grinning as I approached the wolves, I encased my legs with an extra layer of bone, before slamming them into the snout of a wolf, ruining its jaws and fangs. Bouncing up, I landed on the dying wolf and kicked backward, striking the wolf with enough force to create a hole in its chest, its bones and guts splattering the wolves behind it. Without stopping, I continued my way towards the scythe, smiling even as dozens upon dozens of wolves howled and leaped at me.
As beasts of blackened fur and fang buried me underneath, I continued to smile, grinning as my blessing activated. Spears of bone pierced the pelts of every wolf on me, forcing them into the air, their dying whimpers heard as dozens were skewered from the bone. Rising from the once furry pile, a figure covered entirely in thorny bone rose, idly brushing at its oversized bony appendages, shrugging as said appendages shattered and crumbled like sand.
Walking forward once more, the army of a thousand, losing their numbers by the hundreds, stood wary, no longer attempting to attack with numbers. Reaching the dead carcass of a wolf, I ripped out my scythe, pulling with it the visible bloody spine of the corpse. Smiling at the spilled red, I swung, shattering the spine in half, and flicking canine blood around the others. Feeling my mana refill my body, I gave a demented grin.
"Spear of Bones," I spoke, eyes widening in glee as rows of spears formed in the air, causing stricken fear and terror to pass amongst the wolves.
"Scatter Bone." Cracks formed throughout the spears, as they launched at the wolves. Realizing the danger, hundreds of wolves scattered, many tripping over the corpses of their fallen kin, yet only a few surviving, having slipped under the corpses of their dead. Slamming hard into the bodies of the living, thousands of sharpened bone fragments pierced the pelts of the wolves, killing all but a few. Hearing the distressed whimpers of the survivors, I casually made my way towards them, swiftly ending the ones I found. Amongst the bodies, I found the bodies of the three alphas, one in many crudely ripped pieces.
Once the final wolf has been dealt with, I made my way back to the cave, noticing how dark it has become. When I reached the cave, I noticed the wide berth, everyone gave me, and glanced around, finally noticing the great amount of blood that coated my body. Huh, I spilled that much blood? How nice.
{Day 99}
It seems that we weren't just attacked by wolves.
We had also been attacked by -Hind Bears-, though they only numbered around three dozen. After repelling the attack, and collecting the corpses; my skeletons collecting both the wolves and the bears, we were now secured for the winter, with the sheer amount of meat and furs we now possessed.
Unfortunately, it was raining heavily this morning, so after reinforcing the homes outside, we were all resting indoors. Some of us were dismantling the corpses, while others were training. Some, such as myself attempted to create some entertainment, in order to stave off our boredom.
And so, with the ingenious idea of a -Thunder Dragonewt-, who invented some sort of card-like game with some bark, comprising of ten numbers, I to X, and possessing one of six symbols; a shovel, an arrow, a sword, a shield, a boot, and an orb. The game was to discard all five of your cards while collecting pairs as you go. If one of the discarded cards is the one you need, you pick it up. If not, you pick up a card. It was a bit of fun and lasted us through the day.
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Done.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Rukku's missing is now merged with his eye socket. And his right eye is now blinded. Fortunately, he can now 'see' and view up to three seconds in the future.
The story doesn't need angst in it, thus Rukku and Kichi making up. Kichi still only possesses one horn though. The good news is, that with the brutal spar, Kichi's new evolution can be made. The two also now holds contempt for Fuu, which is totally not going to affect her later on, though whether the effect is good, or bad, who knows.
A massive army of wolves and bears attack the base of Parabellum... The plot thickens. This is now Rukku's Arc!
Also, the cave is being developed into a proper home or town. I never really understood why in canon, nothing was ever built. It's not as though the humans would go out of their way to enter a monster-infested forest... Don't correct me, I know that isn't true. But still.
The birthrate of elves is different from other races. They are only fertile during the first four days of each month so yeah...
Anyway, if you have a question, don't hesitate to ask. Also, does anyone know what day the groups come back? I don't want to make a 50 Days Arc.