Dubstheduke

In Paramesia, Magical powers came into the world of an unknown origin over a thousand years ago. Humans live in underground cities to avoid the dangerous magic using monsters on the surface. In pursuit of power and land, the empire performed experiments to develop their own magical abilities, however when one of the test subjects escapes, he joins a resistance force and poses a threat to take over the world.

Note to anyone considering reading this book: Unfortunately, I the author was unable to finish writing this book, so if you do read it- do not expect a finished story. You have been warned.

Mercenary

Alt was nothing more than a second personality of Dubs


He was a consciousness, without a physical form.


This, however, allowed him to use the energy of the mind to gather up magical particles, and physically manifest himself as them.


When Alt took over as Dubs personality, he shifted the flow of the electrical impulses inside the brain of Dubs, such that his own thoughts became dominant. 


This would require a certain level of intimacy with the person it was being performed on, as Alt would need to understand the flow of the electric impulses of the brain of the individual perfectly before he could alter them. 


After training with Arctus and Sylvester, Alt had figured out their brain patterns. 


The eyes of Sylvester and Arctus began to roll back just as Dubs eyes had before. 


"I'll be taking these bodies for a bit, boys...", Alt whispered to the knights as they squirmed and shivered. 


Both Arctus and Sylvester had similar faces- that of intrigue. 


However, this curiosity was short lived, as Alt had a task to perform. 


"It is the will of Lord Dubs to side with this man and be spared... you wouldn't dare disobey an order from your lord, would you Reginald?", Alt said speaking for Arctus. 


"Indeed. For the sake of the empire Lord Dubs is creating we must obey his orders without question. Let us go." 


The two walked over to the other side. 


"What- What happened to your eyes!? Why are they so bloodshot, and how did they turn around like that!?" 


Reginald, who was fighting a battle inside himself, eventually stepped forward, slowly. 


Drocar followed Reginald, biting his lip. 


"If this truly is the will of Lord Dubs..." 


"I.... I cannot betray you, Dubs!", Drocai shouted. "You saved us from persecution, and I cannot bring myself to step over to the side of this man who threatens you! Why must we make such a harsh decision!?" 


"Why you! Do you not realize how difficult it is for each one of us to cross this line! Respect the wishes of our Lord and come over here!" 


Dubs looked at Drocai with kindness, and walked over to him. 


"It delights me that you hold such loyalty to me, Drocai."


"But I need you to trust me that I have a plan to defeat this man, and it requires you all to be out of harms way... I will not be able to focus on the battle if your lives are held in the balance...", Dubs whispered threateningly. 


Drocai wiped the tears from his face and slowly paced over to the other side. 


"So it seems that everyone has abandoned you, Dubs. This was the obvious choice, as there is no chance you will ever defeat me, a Lieutenant of the Surfacers. Shall we end this?" 


"You promise that not a hand will be laid on them should I lose?" Dubs inquired


Chapter 74- The Order to Abandon