"Humans cannot replicate the magnificent powers of God. Only fools may try to pretend and replicate the Creator's power when life gives them time to breathe. Humans question things that they can't understand, and when they are given the answers, they remain ignorant. Life is a test and some people score higher than others and some cheat."
Luke saw his crush and got up and started to walk towards her, but his body began to sweat profusely, and carbon dioxide began to fill the room. The temperature of his body began to deteriorate. The weight of his heart became dense and started to break apart. Every step Luke took, the color of the floor appeared to change, and he was tossed into the middle of a swamp. Luke tried to cross the swamp, but a black anaconda began to coil his legs and sucked the air out of his lungs. Luke was nailed to the ground, inches away from his goal. He thought his crush noticed him standing above her and turned around, but her head took the shape of a snake.
Luke became immobile, his eyes glued to her green hair. The closer Luke got to her, the more her hair changed into that of a dryad. After making eye contact, he continued to speak to her. He turned into dust. His body was broken into fragments.
Before he could utter a word, a bell sounded off his head and began to speak to him alarmingly. In a haphazard manner, he managed to utter his name, but no one answered him. The school bell stopped Luke from moving. Luke turned around and noticed he hardly walked a step and his heart ached again. Luke has had social anxiety since birth. He hadn't liked people to begin with but on his fifteenth birthday his sex hormones kicked in and he realized he was attracted to girls. Luke never understood his disorder and struggled to communicate with people, even his loved ones. He never liked to visit hospitals; it reminded him of lost youth.
He felt he had one leg in the grave ever since birth. He never believed in curses or the supernatural, but his life turned out to be nothing but a horrible curse. Luke walked towards the cafeteria door but turned around before he could head out.
"Luke, are you headed to math class?" said Henna.
He stared at the ground in a low tone and muttered, "Hi Henna."
Henna grabbed Luke's shoulders and began to shake his body and lifted his head.
"I'm your sister, please look up when I'm talking to you," said Henna.
Luke was not fond of his family, especially his older sister, Henna. He was bullied whenever she could, and she rarely carried anything but his disorder. Luke never talked about the hateful behavior. She at least conversed with him unlike the rest of his family. Luke never liked it when people touched him. When Henna grabbed him, his body began to sweat but at the same time he was thrown into a freezer and his eyes filled out with water.
"Ok I won't touch you again stop crying," said Henna.
"What do you want from me? You never talk to me during school hours," said Luke.
Henna and his siblings had a rule, and it was that they would never attempt to converse with Luke during school hours. They saw him as an incomparable loser. Henna and his two older brothers are considered popular kids on campus.
Henna looked up and in a pleasing tone and uttered, "dad woke up and he asked about you.''
Luke's face turned pale. He never thought he would hear those words. One of the only people who cared about him and showed him a good life had been in a car accident for almost five years. Luke's father is a wealthy man, but he never loved him as he loved his youngest son. Luke's dad spoiled him and until his father was injured, Luke left like a king. He had everything a caring father would provide, including his favorite toys to play with. After the doctor announced his father's coma, he raged and hated the world and everything in it and his life fell apart after awards. When he heard Hanna's words, he was unable to believe her, because she is a known liar. Luke stared at henna and in an apprehension tone Luke uttered "you aren't lying to me, right?"
Henna replied with a smile and said, "I don't lie about dad's condition."
The way that she acted was suspicious to Luke, but he didn't care because his dad had woken up.
"Let's head to the hospital, mom already called the principal," said Hanna.
Luke's head was flashing with warning lights, but his dad overemphasized everything.
"Ok, let's go," said Luke
"In a displeased voice Hanna replied,'' Finally, Jake and Luis are waiting for us outside."
Luke and Henna exit the cafeteria and head out to the parking lot. People were questioning themselves on the way out of the lot.
"Hey, do you see what I saw? The queen has orchestrated one of her plans," said the girl.
"What does that mean," said a boy.
"Why do you think we call her queen?" asked the girl.
"I have no idea," said the boy.
"Hanna is a crude, mischievous woman," said the girl.
The conversation about Henna grew larger and more focused on Luke.
He was put on hold until he left school.
Car Park
A black SUV with tinted windows glanced at Luke and looked in the direction of the black car, which he didn't recognize.
Henna waved at the black SUV as it pulled up beside Luke. "That's Louis' new car," she said.
Cars rolled down their windows, but a rude voice began shouting at Luke. ``You bastard got in the car." said Jake. Jake is Luke's half-brother. Jake never liked the way his father showed more love towards Luke than him. He bugs and harasses at any given moment. Luke didn't want to return because he didn't like confrontation. Luke got in the back passenger door and Henna sat right next to him. They drove off and Luke felt a gas attack aimed at him. He looked towards the rear mirror and saw deep black eyes that resembled an evil creature gazing at him.
"Luke, are you aware of where we are headed?" said Luis.
It shocked Luke when he heard the voice and froze his body as he tried to remember the person that just spoke. In his family there is only one person that never talks unless they have a problem, and that person is... Luke replied, "Luke, where are we headed?"
Luis replied, "with a smirk, a graveyard."
What graveyard said Luke.
Yours replied to Luis.
Luke looked towards Jake and Henna, but they laughed. If Luis is the devil, both Jake and Henna are his henchmen. Luke began to sweat heavily, and his heart became unstable, and he felt a pain in his back shoulder that resembled that of a needle. He then heard a smooth voice say, "I wish you peaceful sleep now and forever," it sounded like a woman. His eyes began to dim further and further until he passed. The plan is ruined because you couldn't shut your mouth said Henna.
The poison worked right so shut the fuck up, said Luis.
There's a reasonable chance he'll die from the poison we're scurried with.
Henna began to check Luke's pulse on his wrist and yelled "he's barely alive."
"We are here," replied Jake.
Luis surveyed the graveyard before pulling into it. Neither a sound nor a shadow can be heard here, said Luis.
Henna grabs the shovel from behind, said Jake.
Henna grabbed a shovel and began digging a hole about a hundred yards away from the car. Jake noticed Luis' demeanor and it looked weird. He looked straight at Luis and began to hear a sniff. "What's wrong, Luis?" said Jake.
Luis said, "It's boring, wake him up, I want him to dig his own grave.".
The atmosphere changed around Luis. He felt the scary demonic energy Luis emitted. Jake moved towards Luke in the back seat and began to kick and slap Luke. It ended in failure and then I looked at Luis and said, "I think he's dead already."
Luis roared and started to shake Luke's body. In what seemed like ten minutes Luke woke up and started to scream, while Luis began to scream uncontrollably. Luke watched the man he considered a brother laugh at him and his eyes welled up. The rivers of tears began to follow. Luis looked at Jake and said, "you know what to do."
Jake yelled "Henna, come here and let him dig his own grave."
Hanna tossed the shovel to Luke and smiled. Luke saw three figures that resembled demons above him. He wept and asked, "Why are you doing this to me?"
"What a naive boy you are. I will tell you the reason since you're going to die anyway. Henna didn't lie father has woken up after five years of coma and we need you out of the picture because dad left everything to you," said Luis.
Luke smiled and then when Luis finished his remark, he became confused. Then he realized why everything had been left to him. When it comes to business, he is brilliant, but that wasn't enough to acquire billions worth of assets. He looked toward Luis and replied, "Why me?"
Luke, why not? You're his spoiled brat, but that's changed today when Luis picked up the shovel and handed it to him. Make me happy, asked Luis. Luke began to dig deeper and deeper, then he looked up at the faces of his brothers and sister. Suddenly, their beautiful and once innocent eyes transformed into demonic ones. Luke dug for what seemed like an eternity, but then Luis yelled "that seems like four feet deep right," and looked towards Henna and Jake. They both noted in agreement. Luis asked Henna if he brought the poison needle here. Hanna rushed towards Luis with the needle in her hands, but she heard Jake say, "not again just bury him already." Luis looked towards Jake and said, "lay him down."
Jake grabbed Luke's neck and knocked him to the ground. Luke looked up at Luis and pleaded for his life and screamed but the more he begged the closer the needle got to him. Henna, I've changed my mind. I want to die slowly. Jake will bury him for a lifetime.
Hanna hesitated but the way Luis smiled scared her and she didn't want to end up like this loser. Luis smiled and laughed proudly while his younger brother fought for his life and he roared, "Everything is mine from now on."
Luke let out one last scream before Jake and Henna filled the hole with sand. Every drop of sand seemed to take part of his soul. He began to rumble around but his vision began to deteriorate, and his left-over oxygen ran out. He closed his eyes gently and remembered his lovely memories with his family long before his phobia. He said he wished he had a healthier life again. "Jake, Henna lets go, he's dead," said Luis. They left the graveyard and hoped for the future. The black mist hovered above Luke's grave. As he approached Luke's grave, he shook it. "Humans kill their champions, their future, and their chosen ones and then look up to the sky and blame God for a miserable life and ask for more when they get bored with life." Young man I'm not a God and cannot grant your life after death, but I have your blessing.`` The old man vanished and the spot where he stood a white floor took root and flowers bloomed from the white floor changing colors from white, gold, red, black, and purple, then eventually merging into Pallas.
The Lost Empire of Mortem
A king sat on an empty throne wearing a black horned crown. His eyes covered deep scars and blood gushed out his eyes as he screamed, "There must be a chosen one for this throne. The spear is shining. I have waited for millennia." As the old man spoke, the spear emitted a white light, and the throne room began to shake. The old man once he saw the light his heart began to tremble and he shouted, "I have waited for a long time to receive a lost soul. God has forsaken this, King."
In the Lost Kingdom of Mortem souls are ranked in order. The old man began talking to himself again. According to the old man, Bronze is a common soul, White Lost soul, Black Evil soul, gold Knight soul, Purple Royalty soul, and Light is an immortal soul. The white light began to fade. A naked boy covered in mud stood in front of the old man. The man stomped his foot on the ground and roared, "Wake up boy." After the old man spoke, silence greeted him and the boy didn't move an inch. As purple flames burst from the old man's head, a spear flashed. At the end, there was a black dragon that gushed out and realized an immeasurable amount of black energy towards the boy.
In what seemed like a sea of black smoke the boy began to open his eyes. As the old man laughed, he thought to himself, "He is unbothered by all the dark energy around him." The boys' eyes slowly opened and began to survey the room. Everything is dark. I can see anything, said the boy. The boys' voices echoed in the room. He felt a familiar gaze rest on his shoulders. A boy spoke, "Gaze of death." The old man returned. Suddenly, the smoke faded, and the boy began sweating. His eyes couldn't fit the number of dead bones that filled the room; as he looked up, a huge skeleton hovered over an old man on a throne. The old man on the throne resembled a fantasized devil. He made eye contact with the old man and said, "WHO ARE YOU OLD MAN?" The old man laughed and said, "You're one brave young man, what's your name?"
The boy replied that he had forgotten his memory. I hope you can help me."
You're what we call a lost soul
"Lost soul what's is that"
Lost soul is a soul that's stuck in the cycle of reincarnation. You lose your memories and body, or you become a special soul and forever repeat the cycle unless one becomes a Chosen One.
As the boy's eyes grew wet, he felt his soul yearn to be special and asked the old man "how does one become a Chosen One?"
In this world, you should be the person you trust. The old man began to introduce himself, and you should be honored to be in his presence. I have many names, but you should call me the Goth, The Emperor of Mortem.
Goth began to brag to himself about how magnificent he was. Anyone could tell this Goth had power and the endless skeleton bones in the room could be enough to paralyze anyone into submission. He sat on his throne while a spire pinned him down to the chair. With his left eye one could see images of the past roll by, and his right eye could judge the present and future. The boy interrupted Goth and asked him again, how does one become a Chosen One?
Goth laughed and pointed at the spear and replied, "I must be able to pull it out of my chest."
The boy walked toward the Goth, but with every step, he experienced a shock wave of death, pleasure, evil, and the lure of wealth. Goth watched the naive kid as he took two steps and wondered, [How Many Steps Would He Be Allowed to Take?].
The boy continued his approach and on the fifth step, Goth let out a proud scream. Boy, you should be proud. For millennia nobody has crossed the fifth step of wealth. You are no ordinary boy. What drives you to throw away your life force? Said Goth. The boy didn't understand Goth's question and replied What do you mean?
Ahh, you may have the will of a legendary, but your observation is rock bottom. Once you take the first step of pain there's no way out. You must complete "The Eight Steps of Hell," or get Observed by the spear. The boy looked around the room and the skeleton wavered in his attempt to move forward. Then a beautiful yet powerful voice began to speak to him.
[ THE STRONG MOVE FORWARD]
The boy didn't know where the voice came from, but the voice gave him the means to move ahead. As he began to advance forward a dark cloud gushed towards him and took his vision. No matter how the boy moved forward. The moment he reached the Seventh Step of Deform his heart began to beat and his body turned. When the boy examined his body, he became depressed, as his body had turned into a Goblin. Goth also had a shocked expression. He couldn't believe a skinny little boy managed to reach the Seventh Step. Goth began to question himself and uttered. You are the incarnation of God. You don't yield to Pain, Wealth, Death, Happiness, Sickness, Deformity of the Soul, and Pleasure, said Goth in a concerted manner. In reply, the boy smiled and repeated the voice words: "The strong don't stay in failure. Instead, they move forward, and I am not God." The boy then remarks that the pale body began to decay. In the eighth step of darkness, the boy moved forward once again. Before he grabbed the spear, he looked at Goth and said, "It looks as if we're both facing Darkness." The boy tried to pull the spear, but it didn't budge. Despite his efforts, he tried to pull the spear, but memories of the past came back. His body started to heat up and he lost motivation to keep walking. Goth looked at the boy and began to laugh uncontrollably. What's your name, said Goth in a happy tone this time.
The boy replied "LUKE."
In a weak tone, Goth whispered, what a horrible name. From now on, you will inherit my middle and will. You will become the third Emperor of Mortem. The boy didn't hear the last words of Emperor Goth. A black mist popped out from his body and began to take the same shape as Luke but this other him looked familiar. The dark figure began to speak in a hateful manner. "You think you're strong now because you crossed a few lines, but you're still a weak sick little boy who missed his father." Luke appeared to lose focus, and the fake Luke spoke the truth. Even though Luke acquired mental fortitude, it didn't mean he gained any power. He's still a weak teenager. Luke remembered the betrayal of his siblings as he felt the same as before. The fake Luke waved to him and a door with a red skeleton appeared in front of Luke. The fake Luke bowed towards Luke and smoked. A hand with a chain-like structure jumped out of the gate and began to rap around Luke's body." Luke watched the gate fully open to reveal the hand jumping out. Every time Luke tried to escape, the grip tightened, and it got hold of Luke's body.
Luke began to struggle. His bone cracked when he stepped on it. Voice if you can hear please help Luke yelled into the darkness, but the voice didn't respond. The fake Luke was startled when Luke smiled and laughed. "Have you gone mad and surrendered to the darkness?" asked the fake Luke. "I have walked through hell barefooted to get here, and you think you can stop me."
"No matter how you struggle it's impossible to break through the chains of Chaos," said the fake Luke.
As Luke took a deep breath, he roared and declared that from today onward, heaven and darkness would witness my salvation. "I should become the ruler of this world; no criminal should escape my fury, the Mighty should fall beneath me." After he finished his speech, he stretched his broken shoulders as wide as possible to help the chains of chaos to crumble. "How did he break through my chains?" Fake Luke asked as he noticed the anxious look on Fake Luke's face and ordered him to return to him. Darkness tore into his body, but his body returned.
[ MASTER, CONGRATULATIONS ON COMPLETING THE EIGHT STEPS OF HELL]
Luke, lips remained shut. He had many questions to ask in this voice, but one escaped his lips: "WHO ARE YOU?"
[ I WAS CREATED BY.....TO MANAGE YOUR POWER AND MAKE IT EASIER FOR YOU TO USE]
What does blank mean and do you mean to manage my power replied?
[ YOU SHOULD BE ABLE TO SEE FOR YOURSELF MASTER SAY STATUS]
Luke followed the command of the voice and uttered Status.
A green screen appeared in front of him
[System Name: None]
[ Power: ∞]
[ Magic: ∞]
[ Skills: ∞]
[ Strength: ∞]
[ Speed: ∞]
[ Wealth: ∞]
[ Imagination: ∞]
[ Anime Summon: ∞]
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