AHH.
AHHHH.
AHHHHHHHHHHHH.
This thing looking down at me is creepy. From the neck down, it looks like a reverend of a church, wearing a long black coat with a black long-sleeve shirt that has that peculiar collar buckle-style. But above that, the neck only extends up to the region right below the nose. That’s to say, the only part of his head is his mouth. Everything above the mouth just starts to turn into wisp and fade away.
“Don’t you think that its impolite to stare so intently at someone’s face?”
What face?! You don’t have one! The thing frowns at me, obviously not too excited by my reaction.
“You’d think that seeing as how I am your benefactor, I would be more deserving of respect.” The light of my Vulca wisp had long gone out, but I could see clearly this man clearly as ghostly light streamed in through windows in the ceiling.
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Benefactor. Is that what it is? Focker?!
“Ah, please, don’t call me by that pseudoname that you invented.” He states as he wanders around the circular platform where multiple sewer channels meet up, flowing around the small island.
“I much prefer God of the Dark Depth’s Beasts: Lucius Vi Ounelum. Or your great majesty Ounelum.”
Focker.
“Hmph. And here I thought I would give you a blessing to better achieve your goals. What with your new lease on life and all.”
Hmph yourself. I don’t want any kind of gift with strings attached from you.
“I am absolutely shocked that you think I would attach strings to it. It was a genuine and honest offer.” He says as he dramatically acts out being greatly pained by such a notion.
I rolled my eyes with an equal amount of disdain and as much pride as I could muster while stuck in a glob of slimes on the floor.
“Yes, yes, I can quite see that you’re quite the stubborn one. While I would love to continue to chit-chat with one of my children, I’ve places to be, worships to answer, and a system to administer.”
System to administer?
“Be quiet. I shall speak, and you shall listen.”
I haven’t even said a word yet. Focker rolled up his right sleeve to show a grotesquely disfigured thin arm that had a range of traces and tatoos inscribed into the skin. Reaching his arm out, he made an upward motion, to which I slowly rose into the air, and floated. Then he plunged his arm downward into my chest.
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Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah.
Demon Lord: Hana Lv. 1
Health Points(HP): 2/2(20)
Mana Points(MP): 2/2(20)
Stamina Points(SP): 2/2(20)
Willpower Points(WP): 2/2(20)
Strength: 1/1(10)
Intelligence: 1/1(10)
Agility: 1/1(10)
Resistance: 10%(100%)
Skill Points: 1
Mana Capacitator: An unnatural affinity with mana has been established. Mana channels within the body have been expanded. Natural MP regeneration is increased by 500%.
Divine Retribution: Punishment inflicted by a god. All statuses are reduced by 90%.
Mental Fortitude: Mental strength that has been obtained from arduous trials and is not easily corroded. WP decreases are negated.
Procrastination: Allows the execution of actions at 500% of the original speed, but consumes 1000% of needed resources with a 50% success rate. Consumes n% WP at a constant rate.
Perception Lv. 3: The ability to become aware of your surroundings through the five senses. A mental impression and judgement of the things around you.
Arachnophobia Lv. 10: An unnatural dislike for creatures of the arachnid family causes <<Panic>> when nearby. Th extreme aversion will begin to erode the mind and inflict <<Insanity>> if contact is maintained for too long.
Vulka Lv.1: A fire-type magic that deals low fixed damage for a low mana cost. Summons a small will-o-wisp like flame that follows the caster. Unaffected by the INT stat.
Intuition Lv. 1: The empircal ability to deduct information from observations has been improved.
A status screen and a variety of diagnostic windows soon appeared in Focker’s view, displaying the measly skillset that had been forced on me. The marks on his arm glowed a faint green as pinpricks of light rushed up it from a cavity of darkness that had split my chest open. How he read anything without eyes, I don’t know.
“Not dead yet now, are we? Kukuku. I suppose it doesn’t matter since you’ve died once before. That’s what made you eligible to be reborn in this world after all. It’s simply to your great fortune that I chose you to be my next child and new demon lord.” The God of the Dark Depths frowned as he examined the results of his search though.
“Sheesh. The goddess of Rebirth and that interfering foreign goddess simply just don’t know when to quit. What in the world have they done to you? This is such a pain to fix.”
Huh? Focker didn’t do it? He can fix it?
“I am an Administrator, it is my duty to fix errors in the System.”
Wow. What cliché terms. Whatever, just fix my stats already. Focker frowned at my silent demand.
“Divine Retribution is not something I can interfere with. The foreign goddess is not of our system, nor does she need to follow our rules.” Focker’s frown turned into a sneer after he began talking of this goddess. “While usually she would be easy to clean up, even if she is of a different system, she is an Authority-level figure. I cannot change her decisions.”
Time to add someone new to the hitlist.
“We can fix the skills given to you by the goddess of Rebirth however.”
Oh good, yes, give me something usable. Suddenly, Focker plunged his hand deeper into the darkness that had opened on my chest, and twisted his arm. Pain that could not even be described with words ran through my body, robbing me of all thoughts save suffering.
“System: Downgrade the skill <<Mental Fortitude>> to its lower level equivalent. Delete the data value <<Procrastination>> and replace it with the skill <<Cornered Animal>>. Change out the deprecated version of <<Perception>> for <<Analysis>>.”
It wasn’t until the pain subsided that I noticed something distinctly odd. These don’t sound like fixes at all. What the hell are you doing. Hey!
“As I said, I am an Administrator of the System. Although I am the one who chose you as my child, my duty is to still to fix mistakes. The goddess of Rebirth gave you skills that were too fitting of your previous life and poorly thought out. I have simply remedied that.”
Why you..
“I’ll be getting to the point then. You are the 7th Demon Lord to be born, and you shall be the last. The 1st through 6th Demon Lords are still alive, and have been reincarnated into their monster clans. For you however, you have been reborn in your own body. The first monsters to find you and lead you to me will then be led by the 7th.”
First monster to find and lead me? You mean capture me? The slimes?
“You are the 7th, Demon Lord of slimes.”
How can this situation even remotely possibly get worse.
“Take over the world. Dominate it. Destroy humanity. And then I will grant you one wish.”
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“Of course, you are skeptical. The others desire immortality, unending youth, and knowledge forbidden to the living. But you, I have chosen your reward and made it reality already. You are special my 7th. You do not even know what you want, so you must be enlightened and forced to pursue your goal.”
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The only thing I want is for you to die. My life, and the freedom to choose what happens to it. That is mine. I won’t let you take that from me. No one likes having their choices revoked, downtrodden to being just a pawn. Focker chuckled.
“Ah, you must be jesting. Human jokes truly are in a class of their own.”
“After all, I have brought your mother back to life. What loving child could possibly go against that?”
Recastdev 