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Marvos looked ahead of him, he saw day, day light. He couldn't keep the smile from spreading on his face. "This is amazing" he said. He he walked forward leaving the Dark land behind him. The moment the light touched him, the world turned gray. A storm sand appeared before him. It settled down, revealing Anubis in his human form, an angry snarl plastered on his face.

"You little prick, do you know the shit you've caused?" he snarled. Marvos tilted his head in confusion.

"Of course you don't. You killed a warlord, you don't just do that without there being effects as you'd learn. I don't know why Lord Death values you so much. You know what screw it. I was suppose to guide you till the next settlement but I'm too busy. So I'll just give you the common knowledge. The next settlement is a small farming village south of here. It's part of the forsaken lands meaning the land it is situated on hasn't been claimed by a warlord. They have no currency, hence they batter. The currency of this land is a simple system, copper, iron, silver, greater silver, high silver and finally gold. 10 copper is 1 iron, 100 iron is 1 silver, 1,000 silver is 1 greater silver, 10,000 is 1 high silver and 100,000 high silver is one gold. That's about it. Also I would advise you stay the fuck away from any warlord. It's known that Operandi is one of the weaker warlords and you have a price on your head so, don't fuck with any warlord."

"Thanks, so anything else I should know."

"Yes, this is the very last time I'm helping your sorry ass. I mean I turned into this form to show you how fucking angry I am." Anubis said before the sand storm took him away and the world regained its colour.

Marvos stood rooted for a while before sighing. He walked to an old dead tree and sat down. He summoned his grimoire and read through.

GRIMOIRE OF DEATH-FRAGMENT

SORCERY OF NECRO

BRANCH MAGIC

NECROMANCY THE FIRST

STATUS

Name:Marvos Dante

Titles:Death's advocate,The immortal warrior, the crowd favorite

Age: 17 name days

Talent: Unknown

Statistics

Strength: 53(35)

Agility:76(26)

Dexterity:63(20)

Intelligence: Slightly below average

Wisdom:Below average

Luck: Horrible

Health: Healthy but injured

Magic: High

Magical talent: Incredibly high

Perks

Death's advocate: due to being Death's chosen, your body and soul a slowly prepared to handle the full brunt of Its sorcery.

You have been gifted with the power of death...

Soul eater: In your pursuit of power, you have reaped and absorbed the soul for hundreds in order for your soul and body to handle the influx of energy, the Lord Death has blessed you with the unique physique of a soul eater, consider youself honored. You absorb the souls of your fallen enemies without worry of any kind of adverse effects.

Unknown: More unknown

Traits

Death's advocate: A perk can always be a trait, due to being the advocate of death all advocates and worshipers of any of the four horsemen including death will show hostility due to natural hate or jealousy in the case of Death. Be ready to face them.

All creatures and worshipers of life show distrust but not outright hostility towards you.

Unknown: Your actions are being monitored.

Marked: You killed a warlord yet you are not strong enough to take his mantle. The overlord has kept a price of power on your head. Every being considered powerful enough to be the warlord knows of your existence and some wish to end your pitiful being

Marvos couldn't suppress his eye twitching as he saw the entry. "Fuck, Operandi still fucking me over in death." he cussed realizing what Anubis meant.

Blessings

Mark of death: As death's advocate you must bear his blessing all things related to death show love, respect or fear and CONTEMPT.

????'s Love: A random being has shown affection towards you be grateful lowly mortal.

Unknown: He blesses you.

Magic

*Arms of the forgotten-Cursed Arms…due to your immense mastery of the original spell, it has evolved into it's higher form. It now summons spectral bone like arms from any where

*Undead hounds: 'A dog is a mans best friend, yet it lives no longer than a mans childhood. I had a best friend and he left me, I was too late to save his body but his bones still live on and with this power, I summon forth my best friend. Come forth, Undead hound.'--Thoughts of a random practitioner of the sorcery of necro first order

Just like the arms of the forgotten, the undead hounds spell is one of the five basic spells in the grimoire. It calls forth skeletal hounds from the unknown. The previous tracking hounds are now slightly stronger due to your understanding of this spell

*Blades of the forgotten: ' What is a blade? Is it a weapon, an extension of the body, a life partner, a tool for war or a method to defend oneself and others. You ask this question to different people and you receive different answers but, in the end when the wielder dies, the blade falls forgotten on the battlefield left to rot till the end of time.'_Writings of a random philosopher.

One of the five basic spells, Blades of the forgotten is quite easy to grasp, it has the same principle as arms of the forgotten, it summons sword of different kinds which are found beneath the area of casting. Despite your understanding of this spell you cannot summon blades from anywhere like the arms of the forgotten but you can summon any amount of blades at the same time until the source is depleted.

*Soul reap:[locked]

*Banshee's scream:[locked]

"I guess those are the spells I used before"

*Dust of corruption: ' A man walks through the battlefield. He knows he would not survive. Not because of the enemy, no he had killed them all. Not because he was wounded, no he only had minor scratches, but because he could smell it. Death was in the air it smell like ground bone and ash? Eh…what would he know he's a dead man anyway'_last thoughts of a bandit king.

Dust of corruption is a watered down version of the dust of death. This spell releases a large stream of dust from the mouth with the concept of corruption in it like the dust of death, it is poisonous and assures death. It is made from the ground bone of the fallen and a very minute essence of death . The stronger the opponent, the lower the effect of the poison. The poison has no cure but powerful beings can simply ignore its effect.

Essences

You have absorbed the soul of a powerful being with he concept of creation and the curse of destruction. The two have taken root in your soul but you may only host one make your choice. NOTE: You will not have the power the soul wielded just the concept. What you choose will be influence by your sorcery.

Essence of creation

Essence of destruction

Marvos truly couldn't keep the vicious smirk of his face. "Thanks a bunch Operandi you might have fucked me hard but I have to thank you for this. Now let's see…"

To Be Continued…