Abyssal Plane

Hi everyone! This was supposed to be uploaded on next monday, but this is my gift since it's new year! An extra chapter!

Happy new year!

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Chapter 2 — Abyssal Plane

"Shit! Those fuckers found me! I must hurry and complete the ritual…"

I heard the Dark Spirit Master muttering erratically. Under the hood, his expression appeared pale with blood dripping from his lips.

The Dark Spirit Master dragged us somewhere. I could see that he was holding a tattered book with one hand while moving hastily.

And his wound.

From the side of his waist, I saw blood soaking his robe that gradually worsened.

As we moved, Tang Jin walked to my side and whispered, "You see the dagger sheathed on his waist?"

I glanced sneakily at the short dagger on the man's waist before nodding subtlely.

"Once he's focused with the ritual, we aim for the kill. That dagger is the key."

My eyes sharpened with the determination to kill.

I must do it. I must kill. Kill. To survive.

The man led us towards a field with trees surrounding it. The ritual was already prepared.

And I inspected our surroundings.

Under the veil of moonlight, I could clearly see:

A ritual table with different kinds of offerings,

Several pentagrams drawn on the ground with blood,

And various incense placed over it.

All looked hideous and grotesques to the eyes.

As if to summon a Devil.

The man ordered for us to stand at the very center of the ritual.

I gulped down in fear as the uncertainty of our future made me scared.

The man faced us with a sneer before a brilliant light flashed.

"You fuckers would only distrupt me if you were awake. So, sleep for now."

Our eyes widened with various evident emotions. Too soon! If we fell asleep, all of us would certainly die!

"You bastard!"

We wanted to kill the man but we were too late.

The sleeping powder had already spread along with the flashing light. I could feel myself losing strength due to sleepiness.

As mere ordinary kids, we were powerless against it.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

One by one, I could hear the rest falling to the ground helplessly.

Next to me, I saw Tang Jin also falling to the ground unwillingly.

And soon, I also felt my knees giving up.

I clenched my teeth tightly.

NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!

I definitely can't fall asleep here! Or we would die as soon as we wake up!

I begged my body to fight. To resist. To try harder.

Please listen!

Please….!

My head became utterly messy. However, it won't listen. My body fell to the ground just like the others.

I don't want to die yet!

I DON'T WANT TO DIE!

A strong will to survive filled my heart. I felt my head exploding as my nerves were pushed to their limits.

AARGHH!!!

As I felt my mind slipping into the darkness, I bit my lips so intensely that blood started to drip from my mouth. Still, that caused enough shock to wake me up.

But It wasn't enough.

NOT ENOUGH!

My eyes had already become crazed with madness.

I stretched my tongue outward before biting it strongly, causing blood to rapidly spill out.

Blood flooded my mouth. It tasted bad yet it brought warmth.

Pain had already overwhelmed my nerves to the point where the pain resisted the sleepiness.

I continued to bite my tongue without caring whether it would get cut into half.

Only the intense desire of survival filled my mind.

Pure madness.

As the sleepiness receded, I stopped hurting myself.

The man didn't notice my actions because he was busy with the ritual. I waited to recover my strength before stabbing him at the back.

I honed my mind to kill.

I sharpened.

And sharpened.

Silently.

Without a stop.

I repeatedly thought of killing the man before me inside my head in a craze.

There was no failure.

I must kill him.

KILL!

Five years ago.

My partner and I wandered around the continent. Together, we've committed every atrocity imaginable. We lived true to our desires.

We were feared as Dark Spirit Masters that used all kinds of horrible dark methods to increase our strength.

My partner was stronger than me. I was more like his lackey or servant. I was dissatisfied. No, I suffered from a disgusting inferiority complex. However, I couldn't show that because I was weak.

We traveled within the shadow while bringing evil and terror because it felt intoxicating to feel our strength growing so quickly.

We were drunk with power.

I thought he and I would remain the same for a long time.

That was until we mysteriously appeared inside an ancient ruin.

An ancient ruin that didn't contain treasures nor legacy.

We only found a mysterious book.

A black book with the image of a goat's white skull.

And I betrayed my partner for it.

He now haunts me for both my life and the book we found. Other Spirit Masters were also haunting me for revenge and retribution.

This chase has gone for five whole years.

Alas, it will now end.

To collect the necessary materials for the ritual contained in the book, it took me five years.

A ritual that would allow me to change. A metamorphosis.

The book didn't belong to this world. It came from another plane! The Abyssal Plane!

I have no idea about it, though.

Power had already blinded my eyes. With this ritual, I can summon the soul of a powerful Ancient Devil that would fuse and merge with my lousy Evil Spirit Essence.

With the power of the Ancient Devil, I will trample this world!

The pentagrams began to shine ominously with a crimson glow. It moved around like magma.

"----------------------!"

"-----------------------"

I'm now chanting the incantations to activate the ritual. A language foreign to this world. However, it was quite easy to speak the language that was written.

The incantation was the only thing written in foreign language. The rest of the contents were understandable to read as long as you look at it. How mysterious.

The offerings I gathered for five years began to dissolve into a pure mass of red energy that condensed into a rotating orb that hovered before me.

I suppressed my excitement, and took out the dagger I prepared. I slashed my palm with it, causing red blood to spill, before placing the dagger back.

My spilled blood was slowly sucked by the rotating orb. It was feeding upon my own blood. The next step was to feed it with my own Soul Power.

After everything was done, the Ancient Devil would appear in this world. And under the power of the ritual, it would forcefully be merged with me.

The metamorphosis required a lot of pure lifeforce. The lifeforce must also come from young children who haven't undergone an awakening ceremony. The reason being due to their unsullied and pure energy that was not tainted by the attribute of their Martial Soul.

Children who were five-to-six years old were the best sacrificial tool since they have a lot of lifeforce compared to infants who have a pitiful amount.

And to avoid troublesome situations, I only abducted neglected orphans that no one will miss even if they suddenly went missing. I selected them carefully based on the amount of lifeforce they contained.

The child who possessed the strongest lifeforce was a young girl. And hers was by a lot, enough to even make feel extremely jealous over her. After the girl, it was the boy I recently kidnapped on the way back.

However, none of that matters now since they would soon become nutrients to nourish me!"

"-------!"

I was about to reach the finale of the ritual with my heart skipping in elation, but I suddenly felt a dangerous presence approaching me.

I wanted to defend against it, but I was too busy with the ritual to move. I also lacked the spare soul power and strength to deal with the presence.

A skinny hand unsheathed the dagger on my waist in a swift manner before stabbing it strongly into my back.

Stab!

It didn't stop with a single stab.

Stab!

That brat stabbed me several times without stopping. He was merciless and decisive, even stabbing me at the wound on my waist that I've suffered previously from my attackers.

My condition deteriorated quickly, causing my complexion to worsen.

"Damn you….!" I cursed with hatred brewing inside my heart.

I was forced to stop the ritual, making me quickly slam the brat away with my superior strength.

I was a 36th rank Dark Spirit Master, and thus, my body was physically stronger than a skinny kid!

....although I didn't know how he was still awake from my sleeping ability.

The brat was sent rolling on the ground while dropping the dagger. He coughed and spat some blood.

The brat stared at me with the coldest gaze I've ever seen while trying to stand up again. However, he failed to stand up because he broke some bones.

I glared hatefully at the brat that caused my plan that took me five years to prepare and accomplish to fail just like that!!!!

"I WILL KILL YOU!" I was about to storm toward the brat but felt something strange behind me.

I turned around, only to see….

A huge mass of black fog coming out from the red orb that gradually became bigger and bigger to form into a gate.

And from that gate, the huge mass of black fog took the form of a hideous demonic hand that was covered with black scales.

Something…

Something terrifying was trying to emerge from the gate…

My eyes widened.

"The Devil!"

A pair of blue flames bloomed, as if opening its eyes.

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