Chapter 10-Foreshadowing

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POV: Rinia

I made up my mind long ago.

I will never see the future again.

I have forgiven Virion because I realised Lania wouldn't be happy if the two people she was closest to were bickering like small kids.

I have no interest in falling in love or starting a family. Bonds were too much to handle. I am not willing to go through the pain of losing a loved one again. I walked to the kitchen and checked the pot of herbal tea I had left to boil. It was bubbling violently as the vapours shimmered wildly. Their smell carried a strong euphoria which made my mind numb. It was reminiscent of my sister's smell, which is why she got her name.

"Ahhhhh....fresh lasvania tea." I sighed as I poured half the contents into a mug. I took a sip as I stared out my window at the opulent thickets surrounding my petite hut. I truly wanted to lose my divination abilities and remain secluded forever. Outside, I could see raptor squirrels dashing around and scurrying up trees. I looked up at the setting sun, coloring the clouds with a red lining. I then emptied the cup before collapsing on the sofa.

"Ahhh....hell." I sighed as my body became sluggish before my eyes started closing. The effects of Lasvania tea made one sluggish before falling asleep. It also prevented me from dreaming. I smiled as I could sleep peacefully for a while. Those visions fortunately don't appear in my sleep. I melted in the abyss as I slowly felt it come over me. It was a calming sensation. The reddish darkness was so calming.

Wait.

Reddish darkness?

No. There was no darkness. What was going on? I can't help but think that I am getting a vision. BUT WHY?

The redness evolved into flames, devouring the darkness. I was sitting on the same sofa I was on before falling asleep, but the entrance of my hut was blazing. A man emerged from the flames as he marched towards me. He had long, straight hair as bright as the flames devouring the hut with some white strands of hair. He wore a tuxedo but the pants had gold highlights on the sides. Purple and golden tattoos were spread across his body in a systematic order, a magnificent sight to behold. His fingers were white with sharp claws replacing his nails. His expression however looked dead, as if he had no life left. Even his green eyes seemed dead, not a speck of liveliness or emotions present. He conjured a chair made up of ice before seating himself. His eyes were puffy, teeth razor sharp, revealing themselves while he gritted his teeth.

"Why me?" He looked at me before asking his question.

"What do you mean by why you?" I was befuddled by what was going on in this vision. Who is this guy? He's clearly human, but yet...I felt my neck being wrung as I lost my breath and collapsed on all fours. I started puking as I felt an emptiness in my gut.

"Little here, you damn arrogant elf," He growled. "I don't give a fuck about your games. Why were you refusing to tell us the future? If we had even the slightest knowledge about the future, they wouldn't be dead!" He flipped the table on me out of exasperation as I was flipped on my back with the sofa, making me roll on the floor.

"You killed them!" I heard a yell eerily reminiscent of my own.

"I am not him, for God's sake!" He screamed, ripping flesh off his face. "Why won't you listen to me???"

"I...." was all I was able to gasp out before he gave me a look of wildness. His eyes looked crazed as his lips curled into a smile as dagger-like teeth poked out of his mouth. He then headed towards me as his pressure dissipated. However, my heart started racing even more as shivers were propagated throughout my body. My body started trembling. Tears started flowing from my eyes as I realised my body wasn't listening to me. He bent his head to my level and I felt a hand on my head before I was jerked up, suspended in mid-air.

"Hey!" He started blinking as his eyes stared into mine, making me realise that I was going to die. "Do you know what he did to little Alexander? Same fate as his mother."

SLAP!

A loud slap struck my right ear, making it ring.

SLAP!

"You know, your sister hated you, you stupid bitch!"

SLAP!

"She must be seriously disappointed that her sister let the whole world in ruins just because of a death!"

SLAP!

"Actually Rinia, my fellow diners are gone. With whom should I eat with? Ah yes, Angry or you! Oh wait, you are a disgusting piece of shit and Angry is dead. BECAUSE OF YOU! I COULDN'T SAVE THEM BECAUSE OF YOU!!" He roared, his every word piercing my heart and creating a hole in my stomach. Why? Why is there such a bad future? I don't want to take up divination. The pain it has caused me.....

He then tossed me down with a disgusted look. "You wouldn't save whole world just because of a stupid grudge. In that regard, Angry was better than you."

I stared at him with pure terror as I felt my arms bloat. A second later. I heard my bones crack and crumble as something replaced them. I screamed out of pain as my bones started breaking because of something inside my body. Ribs, sternum, pelvis, femur, tibia, collarbones broke one by one, slowly piercing my internal organs as blood poured out of my mouth. At that moment,. I couldn't feel anything anymore, yet I wanted to scream.

But that man, he didn't stop there. I could feel my body shake and my heart beating against my chest even after my supposed death.

"Consider this a warning, Darcassen."

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POV: Rudolf Xeres

"It's been a long time since you last were in action, huh?" I sighed as Gramps appeared besides me, swinging the Mjolnir. "We could have prevented this if you had accepted her request."

"She wasn't ready, plus Vajra's true potential cannot be achieved in a body so weak. Vera miscalculated and chose the wrong vessel. It's a pity this world has very little ki and ether. We could have achieved greater heights otherwise. Anyways, remember the plan? "

"Yeah, we talked about it through the link." I gave him a smirk before he hit my back and started pumping ether and ki into my body. I smiled as I felt my ether and ki reserves being rejuvenated. I then looked at Shaorung standing on the hill and gave a smirk before I began summoning the blood shed by those who I have fought, an ability of the Bloody Lance. I then constructed sharp pointed blood lances, about twenty of them before sending them off to say hello to my old friend. Gramps sighed as he stood on his toes before Dashing away as I heard a scream from the mountain. I gave a smirk as I yelled: "Sorry, I was late with your birthday present."

"You again!" he roared, his eyes dilating as he leaped towards me. Looks like this is gonna hurt.

"Have you heard about the Spear of Gugnir?" I yelled as I blocked his axe kick.

"What?" he growled as he back-kicked me. "Don't play tricks on me."

"You don't want mommy dearest to punish you, whatever her name is, huh?" I gave him an evil smirk as a realisation dawned upon him.

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POV:Luz Jaymonds

For my sake...

I killed myself again.... Shit! That final blow literally consumed all my mana at the point where I didn't have anything more to continue alive... Welp... It seems that I don't have another way. I need to continue this "infinite adventure".

My eyes opened as I saw grey buildings and levitating cars in front me. Is this a tech world? World number 11038, a tech world???? Come on! I am getting sick of seeing levitating cars! It was fucking 200 worlds in a row of these types of world, before the last one, a medieval one.

I looked at my body and saw that I was a boy, a small boy with a fair complexion with a dirty white shirt. On top of it, I wore a grey hoodie, which was dirty as well. I plucked a strand out of my hair. "Navy blue." I muttered.

"Hey! Look what we got here, Jason!" A girl's voice rang in my ears.I turned to my right and saw a black-haired. "I don't understand these swords, but they tell me he's a rebirther or something. Think he will be fun?" I immediately jerked to my right side to see a black-haired girl donning two swords, one on either side of her body with red eyes staring at me with a smile stolen from the Cheshire cat . What the hell is going on? I was reincarnated here, then the next minute there is already a crazy bitch looking at me?!

But thinking again.. She said that these two swords one her sides were able to tell if I was a reborned or something?... This is rare, very rare... Normally I see PEOPLE seeing this, not weapons! This means.. Do these weapons have a conscience?

I couldn't move so much at all, because my body shivered as I felt a void in my diaphragm as if I have been hit there as the old owner of my new body's soul slowly dissipated, being consumed by my corruption and what was strange was that his memories... This is so sudden and frantic, I think I got too used to rebirths where I get at least half an hour to breathe.

"Take the kid with us." A gruff yet young voice came from my left. I turned around and shivered as I saw a darker and younger version of... Fcking Dwayne Johnson approach me. He wore a silverish-purple gauntlet on his right hand.

"What?" The girl whined as she started kicking me. "I want to have some fun with him. Right, Luz Jaymonds?" My face became pale when she said my first life name, making my expression going completely neutral.

"Then you will kill him." The kid named Jason shrugged. "Do you want to mess with him?" The girl shuddered as she backed off and gave him an angry look. But, at the same time I slammed one of my feet down on the ground, causing me to roll back a little and leap to my feet in a defensive battle stance. I didn't feel any type of mana like the last world in my body, so I used my Corrupt Energy, flowing through my body, while my legs felt like a dark, thin layer was over the skin. In the place where I was, that is, where I stamped my foot hard, there was a small footprint of black goo that tried to move aimlessly, but did not detach itself.

He then turned to me, not so surprised about my movement, but curious. "I apologise for my companion's behaviour. My name is Jason and her name is Akame. Mr. Luz Jaymonds, reincarnator of the 11,038th life and the God of Corruption, I welcome you to Earth." He gave a dramatic bow.

"Humf.... It's good to see at least someone bowing with respect when see some GOD of the highest tier." When I said that word, my voice echoed and was a little like Zalgnity's, still in my defensive battle stance. But, I asked at least to understand this new scenario better, "But how do you know all of this?"

I then tried to scan their essences only to realise that they had two essences. The girl had three essences, two of which were at least a thousand years old. The boy had only two essences, one of which was brighter than her, just like mine. So it must be at least more than a million years old. These essences were enhancing those kids' essences, which led me to believe that they were being told of my reincarnations through these essences.

"Our weapons told us." The boy gave me a sheepish smile as he waved his gauntlet hand. "I think Zalgnity might recognise this one: Imhullu."

"Hello, Zalg? I need help. Sylvia?" I said mentally, not because to know what is "Imhullu" thing that I was not remembering right now, but I was feeling I'm going to get in trouble too soon in this new life.

"If I could make a guess, this world looks oddly familiar to Arthur's first life." Sylvia's monotonic voice blared in my mind.

"Huh, what?" I yelled mentally.

"I don't know, but something feels...different." Sylvia muttered at the same moment as the kids made a dash for me. The girl looked like she was 8 years old while the boy could be twelve or older. The boy was going to perform an overhead punch while the girl looked like she was going to perform a drawing cut. I jumped up in the air and landed on the side as I dodged their attacks. Funnily enough, they were able to dodge each other's attacks. The boy retracted his punch while the girl backed off a little, barely missing the boy.

"You are good." Jason remarked. "Let's get a little serious, shall we?" Akame smirked.

Wait, they weren't even trying against me? I felt a massive spike of energy as I saw purple runes cover their body, similar to the Djinn.

"God, huh? Your status is that of a weapon now, you airhead!" Akame yelled in a mocking tone. I rushed forward and punched her nose, sending her flying. At the same moment, I felt a sharp pain in my arm. I looked at it to see two slashes on it. When did she-

CRACK!

I felt my jaw break as I was sent flying. I tumbled on the ground and crashed against a concrete wall. Fuck, it hurts. However, as much as I wanted to kill these guys, my current body was weak. If I used my full power, it would break down and I would die. Man, I feel dizzy as hell. I tried to grab the kid with corrupt energy, but the fucker disappeared and reappeared behind me before punching me in the kidney. I spat blood as I collapsed on my stomach, gasping for air.

"Mr. Jaymonds," Jason strolled towards me. "It is time you hand yourself over. I assure you that they won't kill you." His loud voice had completely changed into a monotonic yet authoritative one as his eyes rolled back and his head turned towards the sky and stayed put, as if he lost consciousness. "You see, you have become a Major Legacy weapon due to the rules of this world. I am Imhullu. I won't be able to take over his body for long. I have a few things to tell you which will be very important." I nodded as I began to listen.

"So, in this world, we operate on ki. Ki works like mana from your last world, except there are no deviants and instead of particles, it is a type of energy. I am sure you can figure out the rest."

"You will learn how to harness your corruption as a Legacy weapon. I don't have time to teach you but you will learn about it later on. However, the moment you can access the fourth stage, escape and search for Firenze Warbridge. That is all I can tell you..." The voice trailed off as Jason's eyes rolled back into their sockets. He stared at me as Akame slashed me in the back. I don't know if it was her, but the blade felt like a katana. My head finally hit the ground and then I felt my head being stamped on before my mind accepted the embrace of the abyss.

NOTICE: Luz Jaymonds is an OC owned by SleepyWalker. Request permission from authors before using OCS. My fic will not spoil anything for future episodes of A More Experienced Hero which are unpublished. Any such references are merely wild guesses of mine based on hints Sleepy throws on Discord. I do not own Luz Jaymonds and permission to use him should be requested from his creator.