Free

Ronan couldn't even look at Jeffery's body, the condition that it was in was too gruesome. Even still he took a little peek,and he instantly regretted that decision.

"BLERG." Ronan vomited yet again while coughing profusely, he wasn't even aware of what he was doing to the the fat Advancer. "What happened?"

And immediately he asked that question, memories of how he tortured the young boy resurfaced, causing him to empty his stomach once again.

"That wasn't me. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" Ronan screamed to no one in particular. His body was shaking, as he was sweating profusely.

The quest did say he should kill them, but he wasn't going to put the fat boy into that much pain before he died.

Ronan started to take deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. As he did, he noticed that his body wasn't entirely the same. He felt much stronger than before, so much stronger that it was scary. And it wasn't only that, energy was surging throughout his body, and he wasn't in control of that said energy. It was wild, it was rampant and it kind of felt like it was alive.

"ARRRGGGHHH!!!" Screamed Ronan as he was assaulted my a tremendous headache.

He started hearing things. He started seeing things. Dead bodies all around him, all the people of Larkspur dead, their bodies mangled as if they went through tremendous torture before they were given the grace of death. His vision suddenly turned red, and that's when he noticed that he was on top of the piles of dead bodies.

He started hearing whispers, but he couldn't clearly hear what they were saying. They became louder, clearer. And then he heard it. He heard what they were saying.

"Kill. Kill. KILL THEM ALL. DEVOUR THEIR BEINGS!!!" The voices roared shaking his very soul and being.

Ronan couldn't take it, he covered his ears and started cradling himself.

"Go away." He said, tears trickling down his cheeks. And all of a sudden, it was quiet.

Ronan didn't lift his head up for a while, and when he did, he was in a black space with nothing around him. He looked around but he couldn't see anything, not even a little scrap of metal.

All of a sudden, all the hairs on his body stood up. His blood ran cold, and he started sweating more , if that was even possible at this point.

He didn't know how to explain, but he felt as if he was being watched. He felt something that he normally felt, but to a larger degree. Fear. Fear far more than what he had felt for anybody until now. This was primal fear coming from his very existence.

Everywhere was quiet. And he didn't dear to make any form of noise.

{WEAK. SO UTTERLY WEAK.}

As soon as he heard that voice, he started vomiting. He retched to the point that blood was coming out from his mouth. He retched until he fainted.

{HMMMPHH.} And a split second later, the darkness desolved, and Ronan was back at the dump site still unconscious. But oddly enough, Jeffery's dead body was no longer there.

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"Ughhh. My head. What happened to me?" Ronan groaned on waking up.

As he got around his bearings, his memories resurfaced. Immediately, Ronan got up and looked around him breathing heavily. He didn't think he was going to forget all that transpired in that short period of time ever in his life. That strange energy,the dead bodies, the voices, the dark space and the one that frightened him the most, that being.

Whatever that being was, he was very sure that nobody, not even the most powerful Advancer could even leave a scratch on him. He wasn't sure why he thought this, but he just knew. He found himself lucky to be alive.

On calming down, Ronan noticed two things. One was that Jeffery's body was nowhere to be seen. The fat boys corpse with was left on the floor was missing, and he didn't know how to feel about that.

The second thing that he noticed was that that strange energy was still in his body, it was still moving as if it had a will of his own.

Suddenly, he had a premonition. He called up the system's interface, and checked his status. And what he saw almost made his jaw drop.

[Host Attribute]

Name:Ronan Erebos

Level:1

Class:Shadowspawn ??????

Exp:0/100

Hp:30/30

Shadow essence:20/20

[Attributes]

Strength:10+10

Perception:8+10

Speed:8+10

Agility:10+10

Intelligence:5+10

Charm:3

[Attribute points:0

Current status:Craving]

"What in the name of God is going on here?" Ronan asked he he viewed the changes that happened in his attributes.

First of all his Class was no more undefined. It read Shadowspawn, but he didn't understand the question marks though. Next up was that all his stats got an additional ten, well except for charm. That explained the sudden surge of strength, but why though? Why were his stats given an additional ten. And that when he looked at the last change so far. His current status, something that wasn't theree before but was now.

"Craving? What does it mean by craving? System what is the meaning of all this?"

The system which has been silent throughout this whole ordeal finally spoke up. [The system would advice you to check your current skills and abilities.]

Ronan, still being skeptical about the whole thing followed the system's command. He gave the mental command to view his skills and abilities.

Skills and attributes]

Shadow step:Level 1

Bolt:Level 1

Shadow Manifestation:Locked

Shadow Mark:Locked

Craving:Level ?????

?????

?????]

On seeing the new skill that has the same name as his status effect, Ronan was having a bad feeling about this whole thing. Even still, he proceeded to check the skills description.

[Craving: Level ?????

Description: Out for blood, power comes. But the price of that power is given yourself up to ??????]

And that was it. Ronan looked at the description, but before he could digest everything, he had a splitting headache.

"Arrgghh. Not agai..." His voice came to a sudden halt. At the moment,something about Ronan changed, his presence was suffocating, and there was a smile plastered around his face.

"Finally. Am free." Said Ronan, or what used to be him.