Dread Lord Rises
*BAM* a loud deafening sound was heard.
And suddenly Arin felt that he had fallen at high speed at some dark place. He could feel his body once again. But this time, he realized that, he was literally laying upon a stone slab, and his body was paralyzed.
He could hear a strange chant in a humming voice-
"Nerthazir Enkigal, seg tuku;
Ilabrat, igi'bar;
Nanna, ki'nu;
Hem'netjer, nepestum!"
He had never heard such language before. But, to his surprise, he could understand the meaning. As if, something automatically was translating this strange alien language to him.
The chant was-
"Lord of the Underworld Nerthazir, grant us strength;
Messengers, clear the path;
Moon God, light the way;
Champion of Death, rise!"
Arin felt it was he who was being asked to rise. But he could not. Suddenly a rectangular shaped window of fluorescent green colour appeared floating in front of him.
[ You are being requested to Rise ]
[ Do you accept? ]
< Yes/No >
"What The Hell?" Arin was surprised, "Is it a game?"
"Well, no good in loitering over it, only sensible option is 'YES'," Arin decided, "but how can I select it, for I am completely immobile right now?". He could not even move his lips to say "Yes".
"Whatever" he thought, and in his mind, he said, "Yes" and to his astonishment, the strange floating window vanoshed, and he discovered himself glowing in bright green light. He felt he had regained complete control of himself by now. He slowly stood up to look around.
He was inside a mausoleum it seemed. There were four more corpses laying in ground around him, all were naked. He also noticed that strange runes were curved on their body with some sharp objects. These wounds were not very old, for traces blood were still dripping from those rune cravings etched on their body. He looked at himself and discovered same wounds on himself due to same runes which had been etched on his body. However,in his case, those wounds were healing pretty quickly.
"It was true" Arin heard a shout of joy, "We made it, we have summoned a Death Knight"
Arin followed the voices and discovered six people in black robe. They were all hooded, and thus there face were not clearly visible. "Wait, I am a Death Knight?" Arin wondered, and again, as if the resolve his query, the same window like before appeared again in front of him.
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| Name: Arin Drez |
| Profession: Champion of Nerthazir |
| Race: Undead |
| Level: 1 |
| Experience: 0/100 |
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| Strength: 25 |
|Agility: 5(-20) |
|Magicka: 75 |
|Wisdom: 50 |
|HP: 175 |
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| Resistance: |
| Blade 7% | Blunt 2% | Piercing 6% |
| Fire 50% | Water 1% | Earth 2% |
| Light -75% | Dark 90% | Mental 85% |
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| Status: |
| Undead(Permanent) |
| Champion(Permanent) |
| Disoriented(-20 Agility)(temporary) |
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| Skill: |
| Simple Weapon Proficiency – Adept |
| Unique Weapon Proficiency – Novice |
| Light Magic Proficiency – NA |
| Dark Magic Proficiency – Apprentice |
| Destructive Magic Proficiency – NA |
| Creation Magic Proficiency – NA |
| Necromancy – Adept |
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| Spells Learnt: |
| Raise Dead – Adept |
| Dread Howl – Adept |
| Life Drain – Adept |
| Feeble – Apprentice |
| Cripple – Apprentice |
| Wither – Apprentice |
| Erode – Apprentice |
| Haze – Apprentice |
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Arin was overwhelmed by this sudden flood of information. Before he could grasp all these data and understand all of these to make meaning out of all these, again another floating window appeared over that 'Status Window'
[ Novice Necromancer Matthias wants to take control over you ]
[ Do you accept? ]
< Yes/No >
"What the hell?" Arin's mind came back to the current situation, "so these are some novice Necromancers who had summoned me in this world, and now want to make me their undead minion?" he thought in his mind. He decided to understand the situation first, before taking any decision.
The hooded figure who was in the forefront, most probably the one with named Matthias, looked at Arin, "You, stupid Death Knight! I am your Master! I have summoned you! Bow before me, Bow down!"
Another hooded figure spoke up now, "I knew it, we should have practiced with skeletons first, before going for a Death Knight!"
"Did you forget what we have in out hand?" Matthias shouted at them as he falunted a scroll over his head, "I bought this with 2 bags of silver, a forbidden lost ritual to raise a Death Knight of Death God" he took a pause, "and you wanted to waste it on some skeletons? When six of us are together!"
"But", said another person in the corner, "These four people we killed, we would be in grave danger if this summoning ritual fails…."
"and" interjected a fourth person, "I think we have raised a mindless dead thrall, what are we going to even do with this stupid corpse"
Matthias, by now, probably had lost all cool, and snapped. He took his stave, walked fast towards Arin, and shouted at top of his voice, "BOW DOWN"
Arin had gotten a grasp of the whole things by now. They were fledgling necromancers who had managed to get a scroll about a ritual to evoke the Champion of God of Death, but those fools mistook it as Dead knight summoning ritual. Arin chuckled, as it was perfect opportunity for him to try his new found strength.
Again the window popped up,
[ Novice Necromancer Matthias wants to take control over you ]
[ Do you accept? ]
< Yes/No >
"No" Arin answered in his mind, and smirked as he walked slowly towards Matthias.
Matthias, as well as all of his friends, at first thought that the ritual had worked. Also, the way he was walking towards them, it did not look like a shambling corpse, but a Dead Knight indeed.
But the more Arin got closer to Matthias, the more an unknown fear captured his heart. But, due to ego, he could not share this with his partners.
Arin stopped in front of Matthias, put his hand on his head, "So you are the one who dared to summon me?" Arin slowly strengthened the grip on Matthias's head, "this thick head of yours did not even realise what are you summoning?"
"Wh-wh-who are you?" Matthias fumbled, "Release me, it's-it's-it's hurting, aaah….."
"Don't worry you fool" Arin laughed, "it won't hurt anymore soon" as he kept strengthening his grip on Matthias's head further. Suddenly Matthias's head burst like a watermelon under hammer.
Another status window suddenly popped up.
[ You have killed Fledgling Necromancer Matthias. You have been awarded +10 Exp ]
[ Congratulations on your first kill in this World. You have been awarded bonus +5 Exp ]
[ You have killed an enemy higher level than you. You have been awarded +5 Exp ]
"Interesting" said Arin after observing the Status Windows and trying to process these information.
The five people who were accompanying Matthias could not see anything that was happening with Arin. The notification windows were invisible to them. Rather, they were now frozen in terror where they were standing. They had realized by now that they had unleashed something they could not even think of.
"S-Stop" cried the third person, "let us go you monster"
Arin did not reply, just smiled. He wanted to cast some spells on them to try them, but he did not know how to do that. "Hey, maybe I should just give command in my mind like before" he thought, "like, 'CRIPPLE'", focusing on one hooded figure. But to his disappointment, instead of happening anything to his target, another floating window appeared in front of Arin, -
[ Cripple- Movement Speed of the target is reduced based on target's resistance to Dark Magic and Caster's proficiency in Dark Magic ]
"What the…." sighed Arin in frustration, "so mind command is only applicable while accessing these status window". He looked at the five people who were still riling in fear, and at a loss. Arin said, "cripple", but nothing happened. The one Arin was pointing to, cried, "I am Debruz, sire, please spare me". Rest of the four also sat on their knees, "Oh Dread Lord, these foolish servants of yours have offended you. We beg your pardon!"
Arin had become frustrated by now for his inability to cast the spell. Those five fools crying to him on their knees just made him angrier! "Oh, stop these!", he shouted in frustration, "RISE" . And, to everyone's surprise, those four corpses which were ritually sacrificed and laid beside Arin, slowly stood up on their feet.
Arin's surprised state was broken by another popup window,-
[ You have successfully raised four Revenants. 'Necromancy' skill progression 4/150. 'Raise Dead' spell progression 12/150 ]
Ain chuckled and looked at those five fools, "You tried to chew more than you could swallow; and now you need to pay for the idiotic act you had done". He looked at those four corpses which were standing still, as if awaiting command from the one who had raised them, and said, "Those five must have butchered you mercilessly. Repay these fools in kind". Upon his command those four walking deads swiftly pounced upon the five helpless fledgling necromancers.
Those four started massacring, their victims' cries echoed in the mausoleum, and amidst those shrieks Arin slowly sat on a slab and started processing everything that had happened till now.