Chapter 50: Consequences
[Congratulations Player Valmus For Being The First Player To be Bound by a Terror Grade Curse. You have earned the Title Scion Of Misfortune.]
[Congratulations Player Valmus For Being The First Player To Receive A Terror Grade Curse. +1,000 World Fame]
[You have been Cursed by A Pantheon Of Gods. +500 Vice.]
[Your Forbidden Grade Curse has Devoured The Terror Grade Curse.]
[Your Primordial Grade Blessing has Dispelled The Terror Grade Curse.]
[Your High Curse Resistance has levelled up.]
[You have successfully been freed from the Terror Grade Curse. You have Earned The Title Exorcist.]
[Do You Wish To Announce?]
'No, not this time.'
Valmus swiftly replied after perusing the system notifications after all announcing to the world meant all player would know who was cursed by the Pantheon of the Fallen Gods and players being players would have no reason to withhold that information from anyone who asks heck it might as well be the daily tea of some.
[[ Name: Curse Of The Fallen Gods Pantheon.
Grade: Terror Grade.
A Curse from the Pantheons Of The Fallen Gods to a being who dares to mock and wreck their holy grounds.
Effect 1. Your luck will be reduced to the negative of your overall stats combined and multiplied by a factor of 10.
Effect 2. Your Growth has been crippled, you'll gain only 0.1% by default.
Effect 3. All your stats will be stripped of your modifiers and reduced to a ration of 1:0.5.
Effect 4. You shall never see a single loot drop so long as you exist.
Effect 5. Wherever you go, wherever your existence lingers misfortune shall always be there and it shall always call for your death and ruin.1]]
'I'll be damned, these Gods are too extra with their curses.' Valmus complained inwardly, if not for Nde'nkah's countermeasures he would be in a very tight spot.
'I was only using you since you were promising pawns but now, since you all are clearly out for my neck I'll be out for yours then.' He vowed inwardly officially marking the start of his enmity with the Evil God Religion.
"Valmus! Are you sure your okay? You've been spacing out." Anders voice snapped him out of his myriad thoughts and back yo reality.
The middle aged priest seemed to have aged in these few hours that passed, the woman next to him remained silent acting like an observer.
"Sorry about that Priest Anders, a lot has happened and I was just processing it all. I'm fine now thanks to you all and sorry for the mess I involuntarily made, I should have just left when I had the chance." He mumbled his last words as he looked down on his blanket.
[Name: Calming Breeze.
Item Rank: Divine.
Item Type: Bedding.
Item Level: N/A.
Durability: N//A.
Requirement: Nde'nkah's Chosen.
Bound To Valmus.
A Blanket weaved out of the threads of Divine Power, with the guide of Origin a artifact has been born.
Effect 1 -> Increases Recovery Speed by 1000% when used as a bedding.
Effect 2 -> Calms the mind, body and Soul when used as a bedding.
Effect 3 -> Grants Immunity over the negative Spectrum when used as a bedding. ]
"So that's what happened," Valmus unintentionally mumbled audibly.
"What happened?" The Head priestess questioned.
"How I woke up so fast, this is a Divine Item that's tailor made to combat the effects and after effects of curses. Thank you for this, but why is it bound to me?" He asked the priestess who's mouth hang loose not knowing what to say.
"D-Divine! Are you certain Valmus?!" Priest Anders hurriedly questioned as his hands trembled both in fear and awe.
"What's with that reaction weren't you the ones who gave this to me?" Valmus asked faking ignorance after all what use was it for them to know he was contracted to a Goddess.
"We didn't... it appeared own it's own and covered you, we watched it happen." The Head Priestess replied after regaining her composure, she then hesitantly stretched forward her hand and whispered
"May I?"
Valmus nodded and gave the blanket to her as he inwardly sneered, if this was their reaction to a support type Divine Item what would they do when they enter his Pocket Realm filled with Rivers of Golden Blood.
The Head priestess held the Blanket for awhile, her eyes quivered as her hands trembled she nearly let go if the blanket but remembered to hold it firm just as it was about to slip and fall.
"This...are you by chance a chosen of a Diety?" She couldn't help but ask after all she could only tell it was divine and bound to Valmus nothing more nothing less.
"No, the first time I entered a church was to meer Anders. Apart from those who cursed me I've never interacted with a God." Valmus lied through his teeth, he could have sworn he heard the chuckle of a lady shortly after he finished speaking.
"Is that so..." The Head priestess whispered as she returned the blanket half-heartedly.
Valmus after a short pause chose to inform them of his encounter, he detailed what he saw and where he was it not leaving out any details except for the part where he messed with their little experiment that was his little secret.
After recounting all the events that had happened both Anders and the Priestess had pale faces and solemn expressions, they weren't sure if they should praise Valmus or beat him up for what he inadvertently triggered.
"I've already reported to the higher ups, it'll take them half a day to respond. I hope that's enough time for this village to evacuate." Anders sighed as he and the Head Priestess gave Valmus the privacy to change.
Valmus swiftly got out of bed and begun to equip his gear, he wore the items given to him by Anders at the start of his quest.
Valmus left the Priests room as he scrolled through the World Chat, there he saw a number of players complaining about a certain Nightmare Dungeon.
He smirked after getting a full scope of what transpired.
'That thing should already be strong enough to leave the Dungeon, the Demon Cult and Dark Tower should also be meeting the Evil God Religion as they plan their forth coming moves. In about six hours, a major Event shall be announced, the Black Water village should hold for another six hours until reinforcements arrive but by then it should already be too late.'