Chapter 249: Ch.245 15 Years of Death

Having gained a Soul, the first thing Death had done had been to construct her own unique identity. Not necessarily because she had to or even wanted to, but it was an inevitable process that took place the more she perused her memories. With emotions, there were things that she saw in her memory that she felt she had an actual affinity for, things that she actually enjoyed looking at. An impossibility that had become possible.

 

An example of this was when she had looked at the difference between the male and female gender. Having corrupted many Souls and grown a large army, something that could also be called her family, she had likened herself to a Mother. And shockingly enough, she had actually begun to feel fond of them. That, amongst other things like the fact that the first lifeform she had devoured was female (which had caused her to be more feminine until she obtained the thoughts of both genders), was the reason she had ultimately chosen the female gender, something that would become important in the 4th Realm.

 

Emotions were really interesting and complex, but it wasn’t all positive feelings, almost the contrary.

 

There were many things within her memories that she disliked and despised. The world around her was really jam-packed with inferior life forms, and even though she had known that before, now she FELT it. After all, not a single one of those flimsy things had a spec of Mana and they all died with a single attack.

 

Thinking like this, it had become very quick for her to quickly feel what Humans called ‘arrogance’, but she didn’t care. Arrogance was only shunned because it blindsided you, making you think that you were more invulnerable than you actually were, on top of the fact that most people hated to be looked down on. But that was for THEM.

 

She knew that she had not come from this World. She had meagre memories of another that was many times greater than this World, and she knew that she was here on a mission. She didn’t know who had sent her, perhaps it was her parent(s), but she didn’t really care. The end goal of her mission was extremely beneficial to her and she was going to complete it. Arrogance would not be blindsiding her.

 

She was very aware of her capabilities and her limits and had no shame in admitting any of them. She was not yet invincible in this World and that would not be changing any time soon. Talk less of the guardians from the so-called Sigothia World (something that she had known about since birth), if these humans started to launch artillery at her, she would die. As someone who had just entered the 2nd Realm, It wouldn’t even take a nuclear weapon.

 

She may have openly committed slaughter in a Human city but she had only dared to do so because she had known that wherever she stepped, technology died. She didn’t know why, but in her memories, there are many moments of fleeing humans trying to contact people using C-cubes or whatever other gadgets, only to find out that they had inexplicably ran out of power, refusing to operate. Viscapturers and all other technology were the same.

 

Wherever she stepped, technology died.

 

She had previously thought that it was some kind of innate power of hers, but now she wasn’t too sure. She knew what her powers could and couldn’t do and they had nothing to do with technology.

 

Either way, it still happened, and that was why she was here. Otherwise she would have never left the Forests.

 

Having devoured every lifeform in a few of this city’s districts, she had finally obtained enough life essence to convert into the energy needed to enter the 2nd Realm. A monumental feat that Humans would envy (if they didn’t know how she had achieved it) but she wasn’t all that happy.

 

15 years. That was her age and how long she had been on this World, and yet it was only now that she had reached this milestone. How embarrassing…

 

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But it couldn’t be helped. Amongst her various prey, none of them had any Mana for her to syphon. It also didn’t help that the World itself had no Magical Energy, so she couldn’t even absorb anything from the air like she knew she could if she was in another World. The only thing she could do was inefficiently convert the vitality (life essence) of her prey into Mana, and it was very annoying.

 

…See? Most of the emotions she actually felt the more she thought about what she had experienced and what others had experienced were negative. It would have worried her if she knew she wasn’t like most other lifeforms. When they get a vast amount of negative thoughts, they start to slow down, or lash out and then slow down. They begin to ask themselves if living was really worth it.

 

That would never happen to her. She was fundamentally too great. Also, she was hungry.

 

A part of her felt the tiniest bit sorry for what she was about to do, another thing she had never experienced before. It’s just that there were all kinds of innocent Humans and other lifeforms that had interesting aspirations that didn’t deserve to die, and yet they were going to end up dead at her jaws.

 

‘It is inevitable. The World is mine to claim.’ She thought to herself. However, even she could see that she was nowhere near as violent and as erratic as she was before. The wolf heads all over her body perfectly represented her emotions, and just the change in their demeanour was a telltale change in the change of her own mindset.

 

But that did not mean she would stop killing. Not in the slightest. Everyone in this World would die if they didn’t somehow leave it. She just wasn’t as 1 track minded as she used to be. Her Soul had freed her from her instincts to an extent and now she could care about more than just her next meal. It was wonderful. But in regards to this planet’s lifeforms?

 

The most she could do was increase the Souls of those she corrupted, instead of specifically choosing only the talented, giving them a new lease on ‘life’.

 

Ah, speaking of those Souls…

 

“Rise.” She commanded, her voice echoing out of the multiple mouths on her body, but carrying a distinct femininity that was previously lacking.

 

A second later, every shadow in her vicinity began to morph, wiggling strangely before wolven heads began to form, their dark eyes gleaming as they looked at Death. Naturally they didn’t stop there and soon hopped out of their respective shadows and revealed all kinds of transparent vapious bodies.

 

“We rise.” They all simultaneously responded, and the streets echoed with those 2 words.

 

{????????????????????????????’???? ????????????????: C-cubes, short for communication cubes, are this World’s version of a Phone. Viscapturers are cameras.}

 

{????????????????????????????’???? ????????????????: When Death first spoke, it was mentioned that her voice was feminine. But that was lost after her thoughts became mixed with both feminine and masculine memories, making her voice more androgynous. Now, her voice is once more feminine, and will stay that way.}

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