Weird daddy

"This is everything?! Only a B grade quest for me? Next time I will do something worse than only steal your stuff!" This was outraging! Since I knew that they would send out a quest to kill or capture me, I expected some more. At least an S ranked quest. I mean, hello? All their stuff was stolen and now they give out a plain B ranked quest. They probably were short on resources, as you had to have the materials of compensation in the vicinity or the target of the quest had the object, when you gave out the quest.

But, since I wasn't able to move and only talk, I had to be quick or I would end as a practice-dummy for the new players that were in the game for approximately two weeks now. How time passed, what?

~Change weather: Storm

The sky above me got darker and darker as clouds gathered upon us and then with a final boom, the rain started to literally flow over us. The executioner who had turned around after noticing that something was bad and saw my figure who chanted in the flowing rain. Is he deaf? Probably, since he did nothing about me as he took me as a city crier who announced something. I looked at him with disbelief and so did everybody else. Why not grab the opportunity to slay me with the big axe in his hand.

With my druidic abilities, I summoned vines that held him down, hindering him from killing another family member of my newly adopted teenage-daughter. I opened a portal to a viking village in the human' continent. There they could be healed and sent forth to start a new life. Although it will be bad for them since everybody was still pretty racist in here. And everybody looked different from each other.

But after everybody of them had walked through, I closed it and just as the players were about to storm the platform after they detected the newly ordered quest, I cancelled my projection of my image and I disappeared directly in front of their noses.

In the chamber of mine, an expectant Quin expected me and directly started asking me as soon as I started to move: "What happened? Are they save now? Can I see them?" With a sigh I had to deny her request to see them but with a cheerful voice to cheer her up I told her: "Quin, your family members are save, except your father who was dead and the your treacherous brother is the leader of the revolt in the sect."

She started sobbing in my arms but I had to tell her that it was me who had killed her father. "Quin... it wasn't your brother who had killed your father, it was me. And I am sorry. He certainly would have been a great man." She immediately jerked back from me and crawled away from me. With red eyes and a sobbing voice she asked me: "Why? Why did you do it?! He did nothing to you! Not if I had known him truly." -Sigh- I really made some shit this time: "What can I do to help you feel better?" She had been crawling below my pillow which she mistook as a cave in a small hill. First she didn't answer, but then, with a voice that was nearly whispering: "Bring him back, please, I beg you."

About that, I could bring him back, but I wasn't sure if he would have lost his memories or not. "I will try, Quin, I will try." Then, I left her back crying under the big pillow and I once again projected myself into the mortal world, but this time, I first searched the body and then, after I found it, still lying in the garden, together with the leg of the adviser, I chanted the necromancer skill. ~Raise the dead.

With a horrifying groan the body of the old man seemed to awaken and move again. A special glow appeared in his eyes and it wasn't the normal, emerald eldritch fire that glowed in it, but as well a tinge of black that intensified with each second, until a headless lich stood in front of me. However, he didn't seem to notice that fact and wanted to salute. The head that still lay on the floor smiled at me, but as soon as I put the head on top of the empty socket, it got worse and worse.

That was probably because his dead skin melted from his bones, until only a naked and pale skeleton stood in front of me. A ghoulish voice cried out: "I am DADA!" ~Identify

[Lich Dada (speaking will improve when the intelligence increases)

Level: 1

Hp: 250

Mp: 5'000

Intelligence: 500 (Double bonus to intelligence for Mp)

Agility: 30

Strength: 5

Vitality: 50

Affinity: Dark/ Dead/ Undead]

I hadn't checked a lich's stats yet, but the increase of Mp, was super good. If I used a Lich form, I had to have half the health points I had now, but double the Mp. And, although a lich didn't walk that fast, with such a reservoir of magic points/ mana, they could summon as many undead as they wanted to carry them at a faster pace. The only thing that was disturbing, was that he was a glass cannon. At the higher levels, he would be finished with one hit.

Next, I opened up a portal that led to his fellow former sect members. The best thing, which I hadn't yet checked, was if he remembered his former subordinates. If not, they would be perfect new subordinates for him. However, if he did, I would allow my newest daughter to see him.

Unfortunately for some of them who thought he was a normal undead who wanted to attack them, attacked him and, although taken by surprise, he immediately took them down with a necromancer skill, called, spectral skulls, which was a pretty broken skill, as it always hits its target, since it homed automatically on the target, and through the spectral, it flew through shields.

The sect members died immediately, but just as the others began to flee, he screamed at them with a primitive voice: "Dada is here!" This stopped the others from running and as they turned back to see what was happening. They saw him reviving the dead warriors who were one girl and three boys.

They, as well, stretched themselves first and then stood up with a perfect memory of what had happened except about the thing shortly before their death, but as well a new sense of belonging and loyalty towards their reviver. They however didn't immediately turn into living skeletons, but they had to scratch it down themselves. Zooming out of the scene, I screamed devoid of empathy at the hole in which Quin still was crying: "Quin, come out and see for yourself, your daddy is back. Just a bit weirder."