Chapter 18: Plucking a Chicken
The day of the rating game arrived, and I'm feeling pretty whelmed. I've got three solid plans that don't really require much teamwork as I'm handed one of the communications devices, I look around at Rias' peerage. I could've probably pushed Kiba further. I've managed even less with Akeno. I never felt that we were close enough for me to push for her to accept her lightning. I just know that I would get too angry at her stubbornness and probably irreparably damage our relationship. It just infuriates me that she is single-handedly capable of saving Rias with her holy lightning but just refuses to. Koneko… she's honestly someone who would require a decent amount of time and my undisturbed attention to help. A lot of her problems are built off of assumptions, misinterpretations, and outright lies. Yet probably the easiest to deal with overall.
"I'm… to be honest, Rias…" I look her in the eye. "It'll probably be best just to let me handle this." I shrug. This earned me a raised brow from her.
"Really? You intend to wipe out an entire peerage by yourself?" She raises an incredulous brow.
"If I am honest… yes." I laugh. "Don't get me wrong, they're tough… but compared to me, they're mortals comparing themselves to a god." I released my full aura as the room's shadows grew, and the temperature dropped massively. "If it were just me… I might be in trouble." I say, walking towards the entrance to leave the copy of the occult research club. "But I'm never alone." As I set foot outside, the spectral fire spread from my footsteps as my little damned army slowly came into existence, seeming to fade into existence, stepping out of the fire. "Serve youR MASTER! KILL THEM ALL!" Echoed my order with a good ol' Talion stile wraith-enhanced call to action and everything.
A wordless roar came from my forces as the charge began. My giants rendered the nearby buildings to rubble and began hurling large chunks of masonry to break Raiser's peerage into smaller groups to be swarmed. My liches, summoning their forces, began directing them broken up into groups spread between knights and skeletons. My knights formed an arrowhead, leading the horde toward the flaming chicken.
"Hundreds of soldiers that don't feel pain no matter how weak… against sixteen. It takes nothing for me to raise the fallen again." I let out a shallow laugh. "That's two." I said. As the announcement was released, two of Riser's pawns had retired. "Hmmm, let the knights through to me if they push it." I shrug as I draw my sword and dagger. A few minutes later, with two more pawns and a bishop retiring later, Siris breaks into the clearing. She's obviously tired and worse for wear.
"Four of Raiser's pawns and one of his bishops have retired."
"Hah… Heh… Finally… If I can stop you, these monsters will all disappear, right?" She pants out, readying her zweihander. 'Well… she's a little confused, but her heart's in the right place.' I can only think with a bit of a tilt of my head.
"Well, you're not wrong. But that implies you're strong enough to kill me." I say, taking my stance. My attempts at banter were met with hostility, however. She lunges at knight speeds, dropping a dex booster. I meet her head-on, clashing without her being able to land a hit. Locking her sword with my own, my dagger hand flashes forward under her left arm, only for it to fall limp at her side. She tried to keep fighting, but soon after her arm was immobilized, she was removed from the game in light particles. Stretching a bit, I sigh. 'Fighting's actually getting pretty fun.' I chuckle.
"Hmm, I can't help but feel something was left out in our contract." Came Rias' voice, more curious than accusatory. As if to prove her point.
"Raiser's Queens has been retired." Was announced.
"Alright… I'll admit… I might have sold myself… a little short." I sigh, looking back to the redhead. "But to be fair… you want me in your peerage even more now, don't you?" I say with a raised brow.
"I… well… yes." She sighs that last bit out. "Still, I'm not sure how to feel about this revelation. You've always been able to do this. When you showed us those two before, I thought that was it… maybe a few more. But I never expected anything like this. Now I'm not even sure if I'm strong enough to add you to my peerage with all of my remaining peaces" She says, gesturing to the giants playing keep-up with one of Riser's Rooks.
"Alright, to be fair, I did not tell them to do that." I say, facepalming at the unusual and honestly quite rude behavior.
"Riser's Rook and two pawns have retired." There came yet another announcement from Grafia.
"Well… just you know what." I wave over one of my liches. "You're one of the Death Knight commanders pull back your forces to protect Rias." As soon as the order was given, twenty knights were dispelled from the front and resummoned here. "Protect her with your un-lives." I order, moving towards the fighting. "Hmm, that's half of his peerage down; the rest engaged and… no, he's still standing on that rooftop, huh." Was my very eloquent response to seeing him standing on top of the same roof he did in the anime. "That's an impressive amount of foolhardiness. He doesn't even look startled by the massive army of corpses ripping apart his peerage." Shrugging I shoot into the melee to see if I can't grind out a little more experience before taking down the king.
Things were winding down now, it's basically just him and his sister. My troops managed to stomp the peerage members even with their allotted phoenix tears in one case literally via bone giant. Don't get me wrong, it's not been easy, but I never allowed it to be anything other than a battle of attrition. Once, there was an attempt to break through the line to strike at me while I was resting and the other liches. But that soon taught them the results of being hit with necromantic magic. This is what led to the enemy numbers dropping to two as the charge was blunted by enfeeblement and many other lovely curses. Looking over the carnage I watch as Riser's sister… whoms name escapes me get surrounded by my skeletons and receive the Anck-Su-Namun treatment. "Heh, ironic considering my home world's egyptian theme." Making my way towards Raiser he meets me with an uninterested half-glare. Sending a mental command to my liches to surround him.
"So you've finally decided to approach Raiser?" He flashes a wide grin before gathering flames around himself. "You'll come to regret interfering with Raiser's plans." He says reeling back to throw what would no doubt be a wall of fire at me. Rolling my eyes I flex my magic suddenly standing in front of me are my deathknight inner circle. The stronger more upgraded ones I control personally each one armed with a towershield brings forewards every ounce of their chilling presence into blocking the flames. The sound of highpressure steam followed as vision was obstructed.
"Raiser's Bishop has been retired."
"Looks like his sister couldn't take it anymore." I mumble to myself. Taking in a deep breath, I look around the school's been pulled apart. "Honestly, Raiser, I should be thanking you."
"Really?" Came his return. "Then Raiser thinks you should come out from behind you monsters human." The hate in his voice dropping the word human like a slur.
"Oh, not for a good fight or anything like that," I chuckle at his challenge. "Just how often does a guy get to rend their school down to the bedrock." I keep up the laughing as I wait for my liches to get into position. "As for stepping right into your attack… how about this… let's see how the Phenix clan's regeneration stacks up to my magic? Sound interesting, you let me hit you once I let you hit me?" I say grinning. 'There's no way he would be that stupid right?' I think to my self. 'Right?"
"Ha, very well, let's see how powerful you magic is human it must be something." Raiser was so tickled by the idea he didn't even say his own name. 'The smug dick… far be it from me to underestimate him.' I think to myself giving one of my knights to order to jump in front of it if he attacks me. Stepping out I find myself noticeably not broiled. I look across to my opponent, say what you will, he's kept his cool.
"I'll give you this Phenix… you've got nerves of steel, unfounded or no." I chuckle meeting his cocky grin with one of my own.
"Raiser will allow this praise, you've done well… for a human." He can't seem to help but diminish my achievement.
"Well then, I'll use the spell I feel most appropriate." I say gathering the max of my remaining mana.
"Raiser bids you do your worst." Raiser sneers.
"[Sever Soul]" A pale white light shoots from my hand striking Raiser in the chest. Palming the soul flask from my inventory when the spell lands, two things happen, one Raiser's body drops like like a puppet with it's strings cut, and two a shadowy glowing white outline of him stands there. Holding out the jar I remove the cork pushing the last dregs of my mana into activating the bottle drawing in Raiser's soul.
"Raiser is… no longer able to fight, Rias wins." Came the somewhat confused announcement of Grayfia.
"And there was much rejoice." I chuckle to myself looking at the drooling mess on the ground. I dismissed my army, I'm surrounded with the light of teleportation magic as they dissipate into green fire.
((Authors note: When I checked my word count I found that before this message I was at 1666 words, a perfect close to the world of boobie devils.))
When I regained awareness of the world around me I was in a simple stone room.
*One moment processing Updating old character sheet.*
Name: Ar'hak Morganthaus
Race: Mummified Sith Pureblood [Greatly Empowered. Humanity 100%]
Level: 43
Titles: Master of Life and Death/Friend of the Story/None/None
HP: 1000/1000
MP: 47500/47500
STR: 50
END: 100
DEX: 50
INT: 4750
WIS: 240
CHA: 150 + 500 (From Golden Tongue)
LCK: 240
Perks:
Silver Tongue: A little sweet talking goes a long way, and being socially aware has allowed you to develop certain skills that have helped to win over the trust of others. You can predict what people will want to hear to get them to do what you want with reasonable skill.
Gold Tongue: A way with words that gets you places, you can talk your way into, and out of, most situations. You have a near-magical charm about you, people tend to like you more. You tend to know what to say in most situations. (Requires Silver Tongue.)
Cunning Linguist: There are many species in the galaxy, with many speaking the language of their people. The majority speak only that, and Galactic Common. You, however, have been gifted with the ability to speak, read and write any language after interacting with it in verbal or written form.
Highborn: Knowing only the upper class, you have all the wealth and benefits of your station. A regal bearing and education are yours, and your presence is enrapturing.
Wealthy: Through birth, inheritance, or any other means, your monetary fund is considerable enough to arouse dragons. Though not exclusively a quality of nobility, few would recognize you as possessing a fortune should you be discreet.
Artificer: Tinkering with devices and their workings have allowed you to make objects of superior quality to those you can buy and improve those you do buy. Everything you craft, from more care and better materials to more skill, is better in almost every way.
Enemies/Drawbacks:
1x Angry Mob: Having discovered your talent for necromancy, the local population has taken up arms against you in an effort to stop your rightly or not named reign of terror. (Will be removed after mobs death or pacification. Enemy attacks can happen at any time.)
Violent Tendencies I/IV: Quick to anger and quicker to harm others, you tend to resort to violent measures twice as much as you would like. The effect will multiply exponentially each time it is taken.
Companions/Minions
Kaija: A vampire, once held starving deep within a stronghold. You freed her, making her your loyal ally. She is strong, swift, and willing to serve you to the bitter end.
Count Codrin: The master warrior, genius tactician, and former head of the vampire army, he is skilled in the ways of war. Most comfortable serving another, he wishes to serve you to help achieve your goals.
Kreie: Grown from a vat making use of a mix of samples. She uses you as her model of behavior seeing you as a parent and will assist you with her knowledge in search of your approval.
Nerrti: A cunning priestess of ancient Sith arts, she can regenerate mummies; and will be able to pass as living once. She recognizes and will serve, you as her pharaoh without fail.
Seboket: The constant bodyguard of all pharaohs, and former father of entire legions of elite soldiers. Skilled warriors and anti-assassin, they can stop all mundane attempts.
Raynare: The fallen angel subordinate of Azazel and unknowing patsy of Kokabiel. She's a footnote in the DxD universe. Do with that what you will.
1800x Skeleton Horde: A number of skeletons raised from a mass grave, alone they are not very strong, but they are rarely alone.
25x Akert: The honored dead the body of a deceased soldier that was raised into eternal service. It will fight tirelessly for its master.
4x Mummified Vampires: Some of the first and strongest of all nosferatu unearthed in a dig, they have few equals in combat. Excellent warriors, they are trained in brutal martial arts. (Special Unit: A short quest is required to recruit more on top of the slot cost)
30x Aptrganga: Mortals are mummified in an ancient method, they are exceptionally hardy and strong. Armed and armored, they can use tactics in combat and follow complex orders.
Skills/Magic:
Observe: (lvl 30/100)Gives you a basic readout of your target.
Crafting/Enchanting: (lvl 45/100) Assembling objects from gathered resources from campfires to starfighters (With the necessary schematics/Research of course.)
Necromancy: [Grimoires [The Liber Mortis 21/21, The Kroveri Hæma 12/21, The Liber Animas 16/21, The Promæn Caro 21/21, and The Reunu Pertemru 16/16] 86/100] {Slots: 214/950}
Saber Combat: Form Juyo: (10/10 100%): The VIIth lightsaber combat form. Known for its ferocity and passion.
Force Power: ((L:0/10)/(G:3/10)/(D:10/10)43%) The force and your connection to it.
Detect Life/Death: This allows you to feel the presence of your selected target in a large radius around you.
Create/Exit Instant Dungeon (0/100): Create and exit custom IDs. Levels dictate the size and quality of ID/enemies.
Items/Equipment:
Ar'hak's Grimoire: [Unique][Major Quest Item] The great Ar'hak's book of ancient spells. To the outside viewer, the book is a rather unassuming black tome unusual in the time of data-pads. When observed closely it's quite obviously bound and flesh and written in blood. {Enchantments: Regenerate Trap causes those who open the book without permission to be affected by the regenerate spell to absorb their lifeforce and transfer it to Ar'hak. Privacy Charm: This book cannot be read without permission those who try to look over the reader's shoulder see blank pages.}
Ancient Sith Armor: [Unique][Soul Bound] This armor is of ancient design. Across the chest are two wings of bronze scales folding around the back under the arms and into the neck guard. The pteruges of strong leather layered with bronze reinforcements and decorations. Guarding each leg is a bronze greave with a stylized Eagle the head embossed over the knees with the wings wrapping around to the back. Wellmade and sturdy sandals wrap up the look. {Enchantments: Strengthening allowing the armor to grow with strength alongside its wearer. Self-Repairing charms as long as a single piece of the armor survives the rest will slowly reappear. (Its appearance is tied to your humanity the better your look the better it looks.)}
Ancient Vibro Khopesh: [Rare] A beautifully designed and decorated sword with vibro-blade technology hidden in the hilt. {Enchantments: Self-Repairing as long as a single piece of the blade or hilt survives the rest will slowly reappear. (Its appearance is tied to your humanity the better you look the better it looks.)}
Pharos Robes of Disguise: [Unique] Royalty often wishes to know the feelings of their subjects. These robes give the wearer the disguise of an aged and wise-looking man/woman while worn you have the ability to summon a walking stick. {Enchantments: Disguise Appearance/Sent, Magically Reinforced, Self Repairing }
Ancient sith lightsabers:
Battle droid blueprint set: (Separatists) This collection of blueprints contains the designs of anything used by the separatist army controlled by a droid brain.
The Book of Worlds:
This soul-bound tone is your doorway to the multiverse. Your adventure may have started in one reality but it will carry on into many others. {Worlds: 2 Unspent World Tokens: 0} [Enchantment: Soulbound, {%%|\£][, [\!\^|{€€{^|€|, ! $&¥%#]
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Name: Ar'hak Morganthaus
Race: Mummified Sith Pureblood [Greatly Empowered. Humanity 100%]
Level: 43
HP: 1500/1500
MP: 49900/49900
STR: 50
END: 100
DEX: 50
INT: 4750
WIS: 240
CHA: 650
LCK: 240
SP: 189
SC: 0
Classes: ˅
Gamer: (lvl: MAX)
Necromancer: (lvl: MAX) {Slots:43/58}
Force User: (lvl: Max)
Lightsabre Duelist: (lvl: Max)
Survivalist: (lvl: Max)
Enchanter: (lvl: Max)
Titles: ˅
-Master of Life and Death:
-Friend of the Story:
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Half Levels,
Class Levels,
Stat/Skill Points,
Store Credits,
Applicable Titles/Traits,
Inventory Items*
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Name: Ar'hak Morganthaus
Race: Mummified Sith Pureblood [Greatly Empowered. Humanity 100%]
Level: 67
HP: 1500/1500
MP: 49900/49900
STR: 150
END: 207
DEX: 157
INT: 4912
WIS: 372
CHA: 800
LCK: 410
SP: 217
SC: 0
Classes: ˅
Gamer: (lvl: MAX)
Necromancer: (lvl: MAX) {Slots:43/58}
Force User: (lvl: Max)
Lightsabre Duelist: (lvl: Max)
Survivalist: (lvl: Max)
Enchanter: (lvl: Max)
Kight: (lvl: 10)
Titles: ˅
-Master of Life and Death:
-Friend of the Story:
-Dungeon Delver:
-Master of Orthanc:
*Processing complete. Loading into the world please brace yourself, civilization development simulation in effect, syncing development time, Be warned, locals and companions left behind and returning won't notice the difference. Just… be yourself and roll with it like you always do.*
"Of course Aris." I nod. "Send it."
Once again things go dark, when I come to, I'm impressed, a densely packed city surrounds me. It's a combination of sandstone and durasteel. Skyscrapers and a starport in the distance. All those little bits of infrastructure I wanted in place. The city grew the way I had planned it.
({[Aaaand we are back in the Star Wars. It's been a long update coming, but I got it out. I'll try not to world hop for a while, but sometimes shit happens all depends on how the story flows man. Anyway thanks for the read, Live long and prosper.]})