The world was still black when he opened his eyes, but for a different reason. Anyone there looking up would see that the sky itself was now black.
There was an explanation for that.
[LVL150]
Surga, The Blackened Sky
The Nevermore he summoned filled the sky, easily spanning a mile with it's physically impossible wings.
Ho-ho-ho.
That wasn't all, though. As he glances around himself, his old text boxes were all gone. That was standard by now, but there were several new ones already spinning around him.
With a touch of Extrasensory Perception he reads through all of them in less than a second.
By restoring your Aura the skill [Aura] has been enabled!
By restoring your Aura the skill [Lightning Aura] has been enabled!
By restoring your Aura the skill [Aureola] has been enabled!
By summoning a Grimm with a level above 120 you have acquired the title [The Grimm God]!
Grimm God (Equipped)
Since time immemorial Grimm have walked Remnant with only a vague order to follow: destroy those surrounded by Specters of Grim. However, like all things, their life will change. There is a new order in play: yours.
Grants dominion over any Grimm not in direct control by a Rider or Malkuth.
Decreases summoning scale per level from 1.2 to 1.15.
Increases EXP generation by summoned Grimm by 50%.
The title made sense, mostly.
What the hell is a rider?
But the other three notifications were completely out of place. How did he restore his Aura?
He glances down to his neck where Babel sat. A glance at his newly opened status page revealed that it was empty.
My soul goes to Disboard when I die... I poured my Aura into Babel back when it was still in tact, so could it pour it back into my corpse via path of least resistance?
Another thought enters his head.
What happened to the magic Babel poured into it?
The item was currently empty, meaning there wasn't anything in it that could be converted to MP. Does that mean Babel's magic was part of him now? Even less obvious was whether that meant anything. With his soul in tact and Gamer's...
Gamer's Mind was missing.
Well...
That was a problem. Cleanse was available again, so he wasn't completely doomed, but, if anybody pulled something like Puppet Strings out of their ass again, he'd be screwed.
Alright, I'll deal with that later. For now... I have an introduction to do.
The power of a reputation or lies should never be doubted. If someone believes you to be far too powerful to fight, that fear can be enough of an advantage to make it true.
That, and both Jaune and the game gave him a wonderful idea.
I will become the true God of Grimm.
Using the appearance editor, he changes his appearance completely in order to make it match the creatures of Grimm.
For a visual, look at the picture to the story. It might be changed later, but I will deal with that when it happens. You can click for a larger version of the photo.
Beneath his white plague-doctor mask, Draga smiles.
The power... The feeling of absolute power.
It was intoxicating.
Draga chuckles to himself, although Jaune looks more than a little terrified by it.
Oh that's right... He's here.
Draga turns to face him, his mask only highlighting the new red shade of his eyes.
"I believe you called me Death."
His grin growing in equal proportion to the fear in Jaune's eyes, Draga changes his voice to that of his former companion with a keen application of White Tiger's Roar.
"I guess I should live up to the name."
Draga sprints forward, though with the speed he was moving at it would look to all like he just vanished into a cloud of smoke.
Jaune saw it differently thanks to his own sensory skills... Despite seeing it, he couldn't move a single inch from his location before he's blown backwards, sent cascading across the wasteland in an attempt to mime being a tumbleweed.
The newly minted god's laughter spiked while watching his opponent speed off into the distance from the force of a single punch.
I could get used to this.
That 'fight' was over, but it seemed Jaune's allies weren't as likely to back down.
Welp... Let's get this over with.
With a bored sigh, Draga turns to face the group of animal, plant, faunus, and human that seemed to have a deathwish.
"Raven. Adam. Autumn. Tai. Are you sure you want to disappear?"
It seemed they did. They attacked, after all.
Knowing it would be a frankly pitiful fight, even against the mountain sized intelligent dog and the highly evolved and free-form plant that Jaune thought of as his daughter, Draga uses Tachyon to 'warp' atop his newest creation.
Through the empowered eyes his power granted him, he saw them looking around for Draga.
"It's a shame you'll never find me."
Understanding his intention from the cryptic message, Surga beats its wings once.
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BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-~-ERROR
A simple glance down below would provide all the evidence of their demise he really needed. The invisible air pressure born from that singular flap blasted downward, compacting the soil and rocks downwards hard enough to carve out a crater the length of the grand canyon and nearly as deep.
To say he was surprised would be both an insult to him and totally accurate.
Whew... Glad I got out of there first.
He was certainly confident in his abilities, but watching people pancake against the ground hard enough to essentially become one with it... That was just gruesome.
Regardless, Draga wasn't too severely affected by it. Being above the wing beat meant he only felt the relatively pitiful forces exerted on the physically impossible creature's back.
Well, I have a doomsday weapon. Might as well use it.
Without doing more than tilting its wings slightly, Surga starts speeding off into the distance at a pace no airship could hope to match.
"People of Remnant, you no longer need to wonder where your god is; he's right here."
He chuckles to himself for a brief moment.
"And he's fresh out of mercy."
Hey, guys. This isn't canon, obviously, but I felt like doing a side series where Draga actually abuses his power to get more than just more skills and stats. God-# won't have very long chapters, but they should be numerous enough to get everything I wanted across.
On a different note, I will start creating GameName-#, meaning I will be creating side stories of Draga entering video game universes I won't actually visit in canon. This is gonna be things like Fallout or Sword Art Online. These will be much shorter than God-#, but have the same length chapters.
Speaking of which, these will be coming a lot faster than Fickle Things due to having around 1/4 the length and the ease acquired from being able to branch away from canon.