Pure

Within a simple old building. A young man stood at the edge of the window staring at people walking by but was interrupted when a knocking came from the door. Reluctant to look away, he sighed and eventually walked the door and opened it

Behind it stood an angry Norman and in his hand were a few groceries. In a teasing voice i said

"Someone doesn't look to be in a good mood today, come on tell your master what's wrong"

Veins begun to develop on his forehead then he spoke in an angry tone

Norman"Can you tell me why i saw you looking out the window"

"Are you sure, i don't know what you mean" 

Norman"Then explain the drool on the side of your lip"

Realising i had been caught i wiped the evidence with my hand 

"Come it's not that big of a deal since no one saw me"

Norman"We just escaped and you want us to get captured immediately"

I just shrug it off i like a nothing and said

"While you were out i figured out something, it turns out that i can turn off and on my life gazing ability"

Hearing Norman calmed down a little

Norman"That's good we can't have you attacking any seekers with the church inquisitor in town"

I frowned and asked

"What do mean there is an inquisitor in town did they notice me"

After we escaped Norman told me about some things i should know like The 5 tier 7 Gods in the human kingdoms. Solace the God of light and souls, Arcane the God of Magic, Herma the Goddess of War, Ark the God of space, Gurnan the God of crafting

It turns out that two are human, one is a beastkin and two are dwarves. Since the elves and fairies have two thirds of the continent, the remaining land was shared by the other three major races. Despite not fully being united, the Gods were allowed to spread there influence between three major races

Among them Solace a human God is said to have the strongest influence and he is the one i should worry about the most because he has a grudge against all those who practice dark magic.

The main reason to hate them isn't the use of dark magic but the worship of Norarek the God of death. Norarek was once a human dark mage who sort out eternal life and came to be known as the first undead. Many dark mages consider him their god and are considered cultists serving under the eternal church.

Back to the main problem the Solace church hates dark mages and that includes their product like undead such as me.

The only thing saving me is i look nothing like an undead, i even have a beating heart and only my god damn eyes give me away. As for Norman the moment he possess a body he can't be detected but the problem is for him to grow he has to feed on souls of the bodies he possess meaning he has to keep switching bodies.

Norman"I don't think the have found you but from the rumors, the are here for the count's son"

"Oh then we are safe"

Norman shook his head

Norman"Master should remember it was a noble that awake you"

"..so"

Norman"If that noble is a dark mage then they will come to find us"

A frown developed on my face knowing the consequences of being found would be really bad.

"Then we should leave"

Norman"I know but we don't have enough money to skip town and then there is you"

Norman"You have yet get control of your instincts and death gaze"

Listening i realised am more of a liability than an advantage.

"So what should we do"

Norman"We just lay low as you get used to your abilities and undead instincts"

"sigh"

"To think there is a world full of wonders out there but i can't see it"

Norman"Master this world is ruled by strength and wealth and you have neither"

"To think Tier 2 is still so weak in the general sense of the world"

Norman"Tier 1 and Tier 2 are as many as ants in this city, it's only Tier 3 where one gets recognition in Big cities like this one"

"Why does it sound like even after i get used to my abilities, you don't want us to leave this city"

Norman"Master i lived in a small town and my development was slow, it's only in large cities where one can get resources to grow faster"

"So you want us to take a risk with this city"

Norman"Yes master but it's your call"

"Fine, since you think we can grow faster in this city"

Norman"Then i will collect as much information about this city and the church"

....Alexander's POV....

In front of a mirror i stared at his face fearing there colour of my eyes would change like like last night. A voice come from the outside of the door startling 

Morris"Young master your father has asked for your presence"

Turning to the door my face dropped knowing what's to come. I sighed and walked to the door, meeting the sad face of my butler on the other side. At his back stood quiet different from her usual playful expression.

Tears were already forming in her eyes

"Mary i want you to stay and tidy up my room"

More tears formed in her eyes 

Mary"b-but young ma....."

In a serious voice i said

"That's an order Mary"

Mary lowered her head and immediately followed her order. I turned to Morris and said

"Lead the way"

Morris"Yes young master"

As they walked away they could hear Mary crying at their backs but neither had a change in expression.They moved until they reach a huge door. The knights at the door noticed them and pushed it open. 

On the other side stood Alexander's father in his armour and by his right was the storm blade but they were not the only ones. 

Close to father was a man in glamorous silver armour and the feeling he gave was close to the storm blade gives. This man was a peak Tier 3 close to the tier 4. Behind him stood 5 people in priest closing.

Father turned to me and said 

"Alexander enter"

All eyes turned to me. Feeling the pressure of 3 powerful people made it hard to breathe. Morris turned to me and just nodded. Giving no words of encouragement but i knew none of that would matter and he knew that to.

I walked a head into the large room and stopped 5 feet away from my father. The silver armoured man seemed a little amused and said

"William didn't you say that your son had just opened his core"

"Julius, what are you getting at"

"Then why does he give of the presence of a tier 1 mage with more than one node "

The expressions on my father's face changed a little but quickly return to normal and he said

"To think the fear of death caused him to break through"

"It seems your son has a talent for magic but alas the wrong kind, tell me young man how many nodes have you created"

From the beginning i stood quiet waiting for them to get damn. Hearing the silver armoured man ask

"I created 4 nodes last night"

This time everyone in the room experienced a change in their faces

Those around begun to murmur 

"To think such a talent existed in the Ashwell family"

"Even talents can be corrupted in search of power"

Then my father's voice swept through the room

"That will not change the reason we are here"

Julius nodded at his word and said

"Bring the crystal"

One of the men behind pulled a soul luminous crystal from the ring on his finger

Julius took the crystal in his hand and told me 

"Touch the crystal"

I was hesitant but decided to comply 

When my hand touched the crystal, i closed my eyes and waited for a sword to descend upon my neck

But it never came. i opened my eyes only to see the crystal in my hand glowing. i could hear Julius' quivering voice

"II-IT'S A PURE SOUL"

Everyone in the room seemed to have lost control of their presence causing a pressure like no other to descend on me, it didn't even take a moment for me to pass out

But i was the most shock even as i passed out