A young elf princess struggling for acceptance to prove that she is worthy of the crown.

an amoral plastic surgeon from Earth is reincarnated as a dark elf in warhamer fantasy. watch as he uses skills from past life and build upon them with wonders of magic to thrive in a society where he finally belongs

Ang Dark Elves ay ibang race ng mga dating Moon Elves na tumalikod sa Moon God sa kagustuhang lumakas at maging makapangyarihan. Sinasamba nila ang Demon of the Shadow Abyss sa pamamagitan ng pag-aalay ng isang Elve.
   Sa kasalukuyang panahon, kabilang sa Dark Elves ang mag-kambal na si Karina at Selena... Na magiging bida sa kwentong ito.
   Alam mo na ba ang kwento nila.? halika na at ating alamin...

A man from Earth dies and gets to meet an all-powerful being which grants him 3 wishes of his own choosing.This man who is considered as the world's smartest programmer ggets reincarnated as the heir to the Dark Elves' patriarch.

Will he be able to survive the everlasting conflicts of the different factions and races and rise to the top to be considered as a Legendary Lord and earn his self a place on the annals of history or will he be destroyed and be left as an unnamed lord and be forgotten as the gears of time slowly erases his legacy...

There is only one way to find out.

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I don't own the cover used on this book. The original picture is owned by JonathanKirtz. Neither the Warhammer fantasy world on which this novel is set. 

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Weiss' expression turned gloomy.
Before Weiss could say anything, Jasker roughly pushed him away.
"Weiss, the order we received was to destroy the Dark Elven Clan. If you want to act like a spineless slime, you'd better scram. If you can't do it, let me take care of it!"
After saying that, Jasker faintly raised his head to look at Lin Yun, his face filled with malevolence.
"You are the heir chosen by that fool Harris? A human? Harris was really too stupid, a weak and brainless groundhog that actually sold out the Firerock Dwarves. You are out of luck now. You'll follow the Dark Elves in their destruction today. No, you'll die first, and I'll make those Dark Elves that acknowledge a human as their leader accompany you!"
Jasker took the red warhammer off of his back, and his aura burst out like fierce heat waves. His originally red skin was now like a burning blaze, and wisps of white gas rushed into the sky from his body.
As Jasker got ready to attack, the team of Firerock Dwarves outside the square also readied themselves for battle. These Firerock Dwarves were all wearing heavy armor and held iron hammers in their right hands while taking smaller mallets from their waists with their left.
Upon seeing this, a Dark Elf standing in the back immediately shot an arrow. A sharp and ear-piercing sound echoed in the sky, and in an instant, a large group of Hippogryphs and Wyverns flew up with their riders. There was also a large group of Dark Elves and Ash Beastmen rushing over from the rear.
Lin Yun had a calm expression as he waved towards the 2nd Elder. In an instant, all of those incoming Dark Elves and Ash Beastmen retreated.
Jasker laughed with disdain.
"There are only a handful of disabled fighters left, and you still want to resist? It doesn't matter. Regardless of what you do, the final outcome won't change. The Dark Elven Clan will become history starting today."
Jasker only saw a few dozen Dark Elves appearing, but he didn't know that it would have taken three minutes for the entire Dark Elven Clan to gather here.
Seeing Lin Yun gesturing for the Dark Elves to retreat, a smile appeared on his face.
'That human is really weak. Does he want to surrender and negotiate, knowing he can't win? Truly stupid! How could I give you the chance to negotiate in such a situation? Today, I, Jasker, will send you off to meet the Gods.'
Jasker raised his one-meter-long warhammer with an insolent smile.
"Silly human, you think I'm a weakling like Weiss? Don't think I'll let you off if you don't resist!"
Jasker took a mallet from his waist and ruthlessly threw it at Lin Yun. The terrifying power caused the mallet to rotate at a frightening speed. One after another, shining bolts of lightning flickered across the mallet.
In an instant, the mallet had already transformed into a blue and white blur of interwoven light as it appeared in front of Lin Yun.
Lin Yun seemed completely unbothered by this. He hadn't moved at all or chanted anything, but in front of his body, a pile of ice fragments suddenly appeared and crazily grew, instantly transforming into a huge icicle.
When the exploding mallet collided with the icicle, one crack after another kept appearing on the icicle's surface. But a large swarm of ice fragments swiftly moved around and wrapped around the mallet. The ice from the icicle spread, and the mallet ended up being frozen in place.
In the distance, a hint of worry appeared on Weiss' face, but nothing came out when he opened his mouth.
'Merlin is in big trouble this time. Jasker was the 2nd most powerful member of the Firerock Dwarven Clan, second only to the Firerock Dwarves' Clan Head, and before the Firerock Dwarves' Clan Head had advanced to the Heaven Rank, Jaster could last thirty minutes against him.
'Although he had only been an 8th Rank Sword Saint back then, his fighting power was a few times that of a normal 8th Rank Sword Saint.
'Although Merlin isn't weak and was able to suppress 5th Rank Sword Saints before advancing, Jasker isn't an ordinary Sword Saint. His power is too frightening, even exceeding that of some level 38 magic beasts that excel in terms of power.
'It looks like Merlin only recently advanced to the 1st Rank and might end up in a disaster. But I can't do anything... Helping Merlin means betraying the Black Tower. Sir Falton definitely wouldn't let me off.
'And if I do something, I would also have to give an account to Sir Harren… Forget, it doesn't concern me…'
Weiss gritted his teeth, feeling conflicted for a bit before ultimately retreating, thinking that he might as well not help, as everything would be solved through strength one way or another.
The mallet that Jasker had thrown was supposed to finish this battle. These mallets were important to the Firerock Dwarves' fighting methods. Due to the long amount of time they spent forging, the Firerock Dwarves had terrifying power within their arms, and a mallet thrown with that kind of power would fly faster than sound and cause friction in the air, rousing the power of thunder and lightning. At such a close distance, it definitely couldn't be blocked by a human mage.
But it was not only blocked... It was blocked in such an unfathomable manner!
It was the Chill spell!
It looked as if that spell was just waiting for the mallet to fall into it in order to freeze it!
Jasker was slightly sluggish for a moment before he was roused by the wave of sound from the impact.
The mallet had already exceeded the speed of sound, so the sound of it being stopped so suddenly echoed loudly like a crashing tide.
"Rumble…"
A fierce vibration could be felt as the ice broke into tiny fragments, and as the mallet hit the ground, it also shattered into a dozen pieces.
Jasker, who was proficient in forging metal, immediately understood that in this short second, the mallet had already been completely frozen. This kind of metal needed to reach an extreme temperature to become so fragile. And the lower the temperature, the brittler it would become.
For it to shatter upon touching the ground meant that this Chill spell had the power of an Ultimate Spell!
A nasty grin appeared on Jasker's face as he grabbed his warhammer with both hands and kicked the ground with his feet. He was like a flying arrow flying towards Lin Yun.
"Damned human, don't think that a Low Tier Ultimate Spell will be enough! Accept your death!"
Lin Yun stood still with no change in his expression as if he couldn't see Jasker rushing over to attack him. He wasn't even holding his Draconic Staff.
In the distance, Weiss couldn't help letting out an alarmed cry as he thought, 'How could Merlin just stay there? Jasker's power is terrifying, it would be a disaster if he got close.'
The Dark Elves in the back were also getting restless. The 2nd Elder couldn't bear not moving, but seeing that Lin Yun's companions weren't moving at all, he forcibly suppressed his urge.
After all, Lin Yun was the master of the Dark Elves. It would be a humiliation to him if a subordinate interfered with his fight without prompt.
Jasker swung his warhammer while baring his teeth and glaring at Lin Yun, apparently already seeing the scene of this human being sent flying from the blow.
The warhammer carried immense momentum, to the point that lightning arcs formed on the surface of the hammer.
The warhammer's swing had reached its peak power, and only three meters remained!
Such a distance could easily be ignored by a Sword Saint. At this distance, apart from powerful mages that were proficient in spatial spells and able to instantly teleport, no one could dodge!
But suddenly, without any sign, an Ice Shield appeared in front of Jasker's warhammer. The Ice Shield that appeared was blue like the sky, with small dots of starlight flickering on it.
The curved Ice Shield was hit by the warhammer and cracks started appearing on it, but Jasker had already been intercepted.
A terrifying shockwave spread from the collision, and it was accompanied by countless blue lightning rays that instantly swept through everything around.
The next moment, a rune lit up at the center of the Ice Shield, and in an instant, a blue-colored attack flashed and swept across Jasker.
It only took a moment for a layer of blue ice to cover Jasker and his warhammer, and due to the reverse impact, Jasker was sent flying back.
In the distance, Weiss let out a complicated sigh.
'From what I've seen, it's clear that these Firerock Dwarves are powerful, but their mobility and agility isn't that impressive. It would appear that ice spells are the most logical ones to use.
'Unfortunately for Merlin, these red-skinned Dwarves are always forging all year round, and due to them staying near furnaces all the time, as well as their racial gift, their body's internal energy accumulates a huge amount of heat. This gives them very powerful resistance towards flames, and if they meet ice, the accumulated heat will let them create a burst of steam that allows them to strike a blow with power far exceeding what they could normally manage.
'Merlin is still quite young. I don't know what else he might still be hiding, but unfortunately, the fight is already over. I've heard that Jasker's hammer strike once killed an armored level 38 beast in one blow, and that was one of the beasts with the strongest defenses.
As Jasker was knocked away while covered in ice, the heat accumulated within his body suddenly burst out and his skin turned red, and the frost covering him instantly blew up.


The world that gave birth to the peak of magic civilization is about to be destroyed.
The last survivor returned countless years in the past, that time was the birth of the magic civilization, countless mages were fumbling their ways on that thorny path.
He, who came from the end of the era, was treading toward the Supreme Throne 

We move towards the only structure in this run-down empire that looks like it could be the capital. Everything looked worn down and broken. There were deathly skinny humans scattered in dark allies and old buildings that looked like they could crumble at any moment.
I turn to the princess and say, "Why is your empire so run down? Why do you let your people starve and live-in conditions such as these? And I pointed toward the run-down buildings.
She turns her head and points her nose up and says, "What we do as an empire is of no concern to you. Our citizens are simply happy that they can live behind a wall where they can be safe from the monsters that now roam the forests and the mountains. We offer them safety and protection and ask for truly little in return. A small tax of 1 gold coin a year, is all they have to pay if they want to stay in these walls."
I walk over to one of the open windows where a man and his child are standing there watching us go by. I look at the man and say, "Excuse me, sir, might I ask you a quick question? It will help me determine the fate of your current rulers and their families."
Then, the man says, "Y...Y...Yes sir."
I ask, "What do you do for a living?"
The man says, "I...I...I am a b...baker, sir."
I say, "A baker? Wonderful! Can you make cakes and cookies and other treats?!" I started to get excited. I was really tired of eating bread and jerky. The man looked at me and just nodded. I said, "Wonderful! How much do you make a year?"
The man thought for a second and then said, "I make about 3 gold pieces a year." and then he turned an evil eye to the princess and says, "And she and her thugs, takes 2 of them."
I said, "I see. Well, today is your lucky day. I am going to fix that her and her thugs, and" I pulled out 100 pieces of gold and hand it to the man and said, "I wish to commission you to bake me a cake and a batch of cookies. Use this gold to buy the necessary ingredients and keep the rest. Buy something nice for your son. When do you think you can have it down by?
The man now has his eyes wide open. He had never seen so much gold in his life and now a dark elf who was invading where he lived, was just handing it to him, and he wanted was some cheap baked goods. He looked at me and said, "I shall have it done at once! Thank you, my king!"
I look at him and say, "King? All I wanted to do was, free the dark elves and have a nice place to sleep. You would really let a dark elf rule you? I thought you humans hated dark elves?"
The man said to me, "Only the rich people and the nobles hate the dark elves. We are treated just like them. We see them in the markets and must work with them on a daily basis. The common people do not care if you are a dark elf or not, we only care if you are not cruel and will help protect us. If you can do that, we will loyally follow you."
Tavanya says, "See, my king? Even these humans know that they should follow you."
I turned to the man and said, "I am not sure if I am ready to be a king to an empire but, I will see what I can do about your current one. I will send someone later to retrieve the cake and cookies." I nodded to him and then turned back towards the palace and continued onward. After a couple more minutes of walking, we arrive at the palace gates. There is a small group of guards standing there guarding the gates. When they see us dragging the princess along by a rope, they start to yell and run towards us. One of them says, "Release the princess or we will kill yo..."
As soon as he started talking, I summoned my legendary spear and threw it at him. I knew exactly where this was heading. My spear went straight through him, leaving a hole in his chest, and my spear landed in the wall that was behind him. I use my levitation skill to bring my spear back to me. I then say, "I do not enjoy this but, I will not stand by and watch evil people do evil things. What this empire is doing, not only to the dark elves but also to its own citizens, is evil. For the guards, and the army who are supposed to protect the citizens of this empire to stand back and do nothing is also evil." 
The rest of the guards froze for a second and then started to run away from me. Lindeena jumps into the air after them, swinging her Warhammer. She did not let any of the guard's escape. When she got to the last one, he was on the ground screaming and crying. The only word he could get out was, "Why?" Lindeena looked at him and said, "I will eradicate all those, my king judges to be evil." She swings her Warhammer down on top of the guard's head and it explodes like a watermelon.
We pushed through the gate and enter the palace. As soon as you walk into the palace, there is a grand staircase made from gold that leads up to the second floor. There are corridors on both sides of the staircase on the first floor. Tavanya says, "The throne room should be up those stairs. The workers are usually the only ones on the first floor." I nod and we head up to the second floor. When we get to the top, we come upon a large hallway with paintings on both walls going all the way down to a set of golden doors. 
Tavanya says, "That should be the throne room, my king." And we all start to head to the big golden doors. As we get closer, I could hear frantic voices yelling and screaming from the other side of the door.
"We must give him the dark elves! That is the only way he will let us live!"
"No! We must fight him. Call all our armies and have them rally to this city. If we have a large enough force, we can defeat him!
"I will not surrender to a dark elf. They are inferior to us in every way!"
'BANG!'
I kicked open the door and it shot off its hinges and hit a couple of the people that were standing directly behind it. I walk in and summon my 50 divine swords and light them all on fire. I then light my armor on fire and look at all the nobles who were standing around, yelling and bickering at each other, just a few seconds ago. All of them froze and looked at me. They all had a look of filth and disgust on their faces. 
Directly in front of me was, a golden throne with a portly old man sitting on it. There was a beautiful middle-aged blond standing next to him. They both had golden crowns on their heads. I took them to be this empire's current rulers. 
The portly emperor stands up and yells, "How dare you just walk into my palace! Who do you think you are? I am the emperor! You will not do as you please here!"
I looked at him and then sent one of my swords to one of the nobles that were standing in front of him, piercing him right through the back of the neck. Blood spurted out of his neck landing on everybody around him, including the emperor and the empires. I summoned the sword back and it joined the rest of my floating swords over my head. I then look right into the emperor's eyes and say, "Are you sure about that? Your army is dead! Your guards are either dead are scattered! Your citizens despise you! You have no one that is willing to come and save you! I think I can do whatever I want! Is that not what it means to be strong?"
The Emperor looks at me with and he is now covered in the blood of the noble I just killed in front of him, and he falls down into his throne with a shocked and scared look on his face. 
I then say, "Is that not what you have been doing to my people for the last 60 years? Today, I will end your tyranny! You will no longer rule! I have not decided yet if I should cleanse this world of your bloodline yet but, I believe the time for me to place a judgment on you and your bloodline will come soon."
I can now hear voices and footsteps behind me. I turn and see my Legion of Death, escorting what look to be hundreds of dark elf women and children towards me. None of them look like they are in good health and all of them have tattered clothes on. A lot of them look like they have been beating and whipped severely by their former masters. I look at Tavanya and say, "How many were you able to find and how many of the owners did you have to kill?"
Tavanya says, "There are 103 adult female dark elves, 94 female dark elf children, and 7 male dark elf children. None of the children are pureblood dark elves, there are all half dark elf and half human. There were 316 humans that did not want to give up their dark elf slaves."
What Tavanya just told me, shook me to my core. I could feel a rage building up inside of me that I was not sure if I could suppress. I put my spear away and summoned a steel Warhammer that I had, light it on fire, and turned to Tavanya said, "All of the nobles in this 'empire', ALL of their bloodlines end today! See to it!"
She smiled an evil smile and said, "As you wish, my King!" and turns to face my legion, and then she says, "GO! KILL!"
With my Warhammer on fire, I jump into the air and start to smash and burn all the nobles in the palace room. After a couple of minutes, the only ones that were left alive in the throne room were, the royal family, and the newly freed dark elves. I turned to this EX-RULER and say, Now. How do we punish you?"

My friends have been hounding me to get this game for the last couple of months. It is an RPG called The Dungeons of Alorvand. I have never played an RPG, I was always into those simulators games, you know building pig farms and horse ranches and stuff. They tell me that there is a special event on New Year's Eve and let me borrow a copy for my PC.  So there I was playing that I really don't even like. Now I have sucked The Dungeons of Alorvand as the character I just created a couple of hours ago.
This is my story about trying to survive a world I know nothing about.

"Who are you?"
The Transcendent who released his Aura asked my clone who flew up to face him.
In his hand was a huge warhammer which glowed in the black-colored hue of Dark Energy. His eyes were darting around, wary of any other Transcendent that might come ambushing him.
For sure they were already informed about the last battle against them. One on four and they failed to kill a native Transcendent until her reinforcement came. If that's not disgraceful enough for a higher world, one of them died and one of their pawns was seriously injured.
That's most likely why even after charging through their Mortal Ranks, only one of them dared to come out to face us. They were wary of Fleur and me fighting them and losing more Transcendents.
This one was probably tasked to check the situation and they would act accordingly based on what he would experience.
Since the clone was also affected by Boris' Illusion Eye, it doesn't look like me at all. I had him copy Jayna's disguise of me during the competition arranged by her father. Right. The Legendary Natal Spirit. The iconic flowing red hair, green eyes, and sharp oval face that was confirmed to be the dream guy of most girls from that world.
"Hey. Don't you know me? I'm one of the Zenith Magus of the Human Race. Ember!"
The clone answered and pointed at himself before releasing a similar Transcendent Aura. However, this time, it only has the traces of Fire Elemental Energy to match his current appearance.
Of course, I also have the same look beneath the hood I am wearing. The same for the two clones from the other Arrow Formations.
Err… It's not that I miss disguising as Ember. It's just the first thing that came to my mind, you know?
"Stop lying. There's only one Transcendent among them and that's not you. Who are you? Are you someone from another world?"
"Tsk tsk tsk. Don't assume that just because you're from another world we'll also invite some to help. True. There are the Helpers. Can't you see what I am?"
"Eh? You! You're not even a real person. You're a clone! You're that guy!"
He shouted after observing the clone's body in detail. The warhammer in his hand rattled as he seemingly raged upon the realization.
"Really? Is there a clone as strong as me?"
By purposely gathering the Fire Elemental Energy in his hand, he was trying to show off his Energy Control. When it reached the size of a basketball, he ignited the energy and threw it to the enemy Transcendent like a fireball. There's no need to cast an Elemental Spell. Just by igniting the pure Fire Elemental Energy, it's enough to intimidate this guy.
Using only Energy Control might not have the intricacies and the effects if it was fitted into an Elemental Spell but there's a reason for this act.
When the warhammer Transcendent felt the heat coming from the ignited Fire Elemental Energy, his face turned serious as he stepped back before brandishing his hammer forward. Bluntforce covering it merged with his Dark Energy to create a barrier in front of him.
The fireball caught up and hit the barrier made of Dark Energy. The flame raged and lit it up. At that moment. The clash between a Level 1 and Level 2 Source Energy started.
Though I expected the result, seeing the fire made from the ignition of Energy visibly weakened once it hit his barrier, it's a bit of a letdown. The difference in the quality of Source Energy was shown through it.
However, there's one more difference that could be observed.
The clone, while controlling the ignited Elemental Energy, lifted his left arm and produced another ball of pure Fire Elemental Energy. Once it reached the desired size, he once again threw it forward, merging it to the seemingly undying combusted Fire Elemental Energy which continued to burn through the Dark World Transcendent's barrier.
With the Energy Zone in place, the surrounding Elemental Energy was made abundant and through that the Elemental Energy that the clone could use was inexhaustible.
1 minute.
2 minutes.
3 minutes.
As the flames and the barrier continued their clash, the sturdy Dark Energy barrier started to melt away from the relentless fiery heat brought by the clones' Energy Control.
This time, it's showing the difference between the two through its quantity rather than quality.
Once his barrier was breached and became completely engulfed in flames, the warhammer Transcendent made a quick judgement to retreat and stop maintaining the barrier.
He knew that if he continued, he's Dark Energy would be used up.
Though they have the ability to convert the Elemental Energy to Dark Energy, he couldn't do it while in combat.
"How's that? Do you still think I'm a clone?"
Still maintaining his act, the clone shouted to the now far-away enemy.
With him blocking that, the massacre below continued which already broke the morale of the Mortal Ranks on their side. The Arrow Formations were already stuck deep which separated their ranks to four.
With every cast of Elemental Spells or every slash of a Sword, a Noxian or a Dark World Mortal would fall down. Without proper command or formation, they're fighting by themselves or by groups of 3 or 5. But none of their efforts were bearing fruits.
Also aside from the first Transcendent, no other Transcendent flew out to help them. Through the clone, I could feel the senses of the other four locked on it. They were just observing from wherever they are.
I don't know if they're too wary of us or just really couldn't be bothered with the lives of their troops.
Either way, it's a plus for us that were outnumbered. Not only would they be able to reduce the number of enemies, but a lot of them would also experience a breakthrough during or after this.
"Of course, you idiot! No one will fall from your blatant lie. Don't be smug just because you have a strong clone. This isn't enough to defeat me. Either take your real body out or continue hiding!"
After shouting that, his Dark Energy surged out which instantly blotted the sky, darkening the ground before him. His body bulked up and seemingly grew. From being a normal-sized human, he became a giant with half of his body turned black. The whites of his eyes from that side also turned black and his black iris changed to red. If I could describe what just happened to him, it's like he was demonized.
The dense Dark Energy started exuding out from his blackened half as it somehow solidified and covered him like armor. Only on that side though. And from the intensity of the Aura he's giving off, it wouldn't be wrong to estimate that his Power Level reached more than 200.
Now I want to have a skill similar to a G*iger Counter. So that in the future, I can say, 'His Power Level is over 9000!'
Err… That would be a monster if someone had a Power Level that high. Forget scanning him, I will die with just a flick.
Ugh. I'm going off-topic but seeing that Transformation... The guess about their Source Energy type being the Spirit Type somehow strengthened.
The werewolf guy transformed as well. And this guy transformed into this. Though their Transformation slightly differed from the World of Spirits, it's still a Transformation nonetheless.
The Dark Beastmasters most likely have the ability to merge with their beasts. But why do the Dark Elves didn't have any kind of Transformation?
Wait. I'm looking at this as if they're all originally natives of the Dark World.
Do they have different Mortal Pathways from different Source Energy types? Or do they have different Spirit Mortal Pathways? The latter was more logical but without proper information, it's still the same guess.
Haa… Either way. I guess it's time to cut this act.
"Fleur, it's time."
I whispered to Fleur who was watching the battle happening above with me. Well. I was also controlling that clone otherwise it wouldn't have the ability to talk. That's why while I'm doing that, she's supporting my body as we continued to advance along the Arrow Formation.
"I understand. I'll start casting."
Looking at her closed eyes fully concentrating on building up her strongest Elemental Spell to date, it's my turn to support her. This time, it's my turn to support her as she concentrates to fill up the 13 Elemental Nodes of her Transcendent Elemental Spell with the necessary Elemental Energy.
Within this chaotic battlefield, the absorption of her spell was being masked by the numerous Elemental Spells flying out from the Elementals and Luxians around us.
After making sure that she wouldn't be interrupted, I looked up and used one of the features of Phantasmic Doppelganger.
Interchanging with the Clone!
"Is it really that unbelievable? Then I'm done playing with you. All of you, you should come out as well and see this clone's true strength!"
As my body switched with the clone facing the demonized Transcendent, I responded to what he said before spreading out my Transcendent Aura and located the other four locked onto this position.
With a smirk. I taunted them by casting Manifold Aether Burst to each of them.
As the four spells flew through the sky, it's size gradually grew as more and more Elemental Energy was absorbed and enhanced it. Before the four spells landed at where I aimed at, four different kinds of attacks burst out and cut through the Spell before the four hiding Transcendents flew out of their hiding spot. Some were glaring furiously while some were still proudly lifting their chins.
One thing that's similar about them is that they're most likely hailed from the same tribe. Upon appearing from their hiding spot, all of them were already Transformed into their demonized form.
As much as I wanted to cut their numbers down, they're the same. 


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"Huh... It's so eerie here..." Zohar commented on the mountain gap that the team had just entered.

Gulp.

"Yes, it is." Aurel nervously replied while gulping. She, who usually bickering with Zohar, this time must agree with him.


Previously, Melissa decided to bring in her team into the mountain gap in order to get through the mountains as quickly as possible.

At this time, the team has entered a few steps inside the gap.

The gap is extremely dark, almost can be said as a cave. The inside is only dimly lighted by the sunlight that penetrated through the cracks in the ceiling above team heads.

The passage within the gap is wide enough for several people to pass at once. The area around which the team traveled was filled with many attributes and variety of broken things scattered on the ground such as, swords, shields, broken arrows, debris and many more.

The team was also able to see some rotten corpse and bones among the things. Some were still wrapped in their incomplete clothing. Those things seem to have been here undisturbed for a long time.

"Very strange isn't it?" Steven suddenly muttered.

"What is it, boy?" Sasha asked. She is rude as usual.

Steven did not mind that, instead, he continued speaking "Well... There is a lot of rotten corpses here, but it doesn't smell bad at all."


Certainly, the other members also did not smell any kind of bad or rotten fragrances.

"Mel, do we really proceed or what...?" Dina asked Melissa softly.

Melissa nodded her head while gazing at the dark ravine in front of her.

"Right... We should. We need to get into that village at least before nightfall." she replied with confidence and serious tone.


Swing!


The sound came from Victor and Ryson direction, as both of them drew their respective weapon after they heard Melissa's order.

It looks like both of them have a different fighting style, judging from different personal weapons they have.


Ryson is wielding a large silverish two-handed sword with his both hand. The sword itself is a top Rare - grade weapon.


Meanwhile, the one who is particularly eye-catching was Victor. He wields a long Warhammer that is beautifully and glamorously decorated but at the same time still looked menacing.

The Warhammer itself extremely large and heavy, but it seems suited to Victor's huge and fit body.

The weapon also radiating a dim white aura that enveloped its body, signified that this Warhammer is definitely not just an ordinary weapon.


The Warhammer is none other the famous [Radiant Star], one of the most treasured regalia belong to the Greysia Church. A Legendary - grade weapon that can only be given to and wielded by the Church Saint rank expert.


The rest of the members also readying their weapons and they couldn't help but take a glance at Victor who looked absolutely gallant and heroic.


The combination of his huge muscled body, along with his white colored knight armor and a certified Legendary - grade weapon really attracted admiration from other team members. Of course, Victor's Saint rank strength is also one of the factors as well.


It's not their fault, though. Most of them had never seen a Saint rank expert wielding a Legendary grade weapon from close up before. Even Melissa also couldn't help herself but gasp in awe at the sight of Victor now.


As expected from exalted Saint rank warrior, they were truly different.


But Arno didn't seem to share other's enthusiasm. Although there is a bit of appreciation in his eye as he looks at Victor. 

As the other member already had their weapons in hands, he also needs to follow suits.


Then, he unsheathed the [Levantine] and holding it leisurely with his right hands. Drawing other people attention to his direction.

This is the first time for them seeing Arno drew his sword, that he always has kept on its sheath since the start of the journey.

They were amazed at the sight of it. [Levantine] jet black edge is flickering a black and red lightning color alternatingly. Also, there is a subtle invisible ominous pressure that came from it as well, making any people who stand near the sword feels little restless and dreadful.


Most people here couldn't discern the sword's true power, and they were having difficulties in knowing its quality. Except for Victor and Aurel who is a White Elves that very sensitive to Mana or Energia movements, they can immediately recognize the true worth of the [Levantine] just from observing its magical properties.


Just like the [Radiant Star], the [Levantine] is a Legendary - grade weapon, which is definitely among the rarest weapons in all of the Greysia realm. Even Victor is somehow sure Arno's weapon power is not less than his own [Radiant Star].

Victor fixed his keen gazes at Arno and thinking. He thought an individual who possessed that kind of overbearing weapon should obviously a famous or at least, a known expert, and he or she must also come from a reputable faction. But he never heard of Arno or at least someone who matched his description before.

In fact, before the Church's team joined Melissa's team, they actually try to gather every intelligence about each member of her team. While they easily found every bit of information about the members of Melissa's team, thanks to each member relatively known names. They couldn't find anything about this particular unknown man named Arno. 

His history, origin, or affiliation, nothing at all.

The only information they possessed about him was gained after they had joined under Melissa's command. Through Melissa and her team members, they know Arno is supposedly coming from Miraz Island, the home of the famous and reclusive Regios clan.

Of course, as high ranking Church members, Victor along with Ryson and Rionne obviously knows about the clan. Even Steven has at least little knowledge about them. But whether Arno is, in fact, a member of the Regios clan or not nobody knows for certain, as the man himself is really vague about it.


When Arno's presumable strength, which is a peak Grandmaster rank was known to Luccio, Ryson, and Steven, they were flabbergasted. Because of his tall and masculine but youthful fit appearance can only make other people regard him as a 30 years old human male. Which extremely young for a Grandmaster expert and not to mention, a peak Grandmaster.


They thought that if it's true. Then, he was just steps away from the ultimate Saint rank.


Ryson immediately recovered his composure, he already somewhat thought about it after he had witnessed the confrontation between Arno and Victor back in Esnoz. But to hear it directly seem still shocking enough for him.

While Victor already expecting that. No one has ever defeated him in Mana projection battle before. So it makes sense for Arno to have that kind of strength.
But there is something strange about Rionne after she heard it. Even now, she's staring directly at Arno's face with indescribable and mysterious gazes. Nobody knows what she's thinking.


After receiving mixed gazes from other people, he felt a little bit annoyed. This [Levantine] he brought, still attracted a lot of attention. But he didn't have any other option, as he didn't have any other weapons that are lower quality than the one which currently on his hand. [Levantine] is the weakest and the least conspicuous weapon in his possession. In the end, he can only ignore those attentions.

But after that, he took a peek at Victor, who also stares at him. And they exchanged nods to each other.

Victor then turns his vision towards Melissa "Lady Melissa, I think we should proceed with caution. And they exchanged nods to each other." and he warned her.


"Agree... We should remain vigilant." Ryson also speaks cautiously.

"Umm... let us proceed then." Melissa, therefore, beckoning the team to move forward.

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The team proceeds with extreme caution.


They already traveled for about one or 2 km deeper into the mountain gap, on foot.


The reason that they are walking, instead of riding the horses is because they need to be always vigilant and must remain in combat stance. They already traveled for about one or 2 km deeper into the mountain gap, on foot. 


But because they still need the horses for the rest of the journey as the only means for them to traveling fast, they also brought the horses along with them into the gap and it is quite a hassle. Fortunately, these horses were really trained, so the members didn't have to guide them personally, as they were smart enough to understand a simple order and able to follow the team on their own.


Whether they like it or not, the team had no choice but to bear with this current condition, at least until they had exited the mountain.

As the team continued on. The scenery and the atmosphere surrounding them didn't really change at all. But there is something different, though. The team current location is darker compared to before, resulting in the decreasing of the team visibility.


It might be hard for the rest of the members to analyze their surrounding visual in this situation, except for Zohar, Dina, and Arno.


Zohar is a Dwarf. Currently, he utilized the Dwarfs unique vision that can see through the dark. The Dwarfs race gained this unique power naturally after centuries of dwelling in caves and underground.

Although the Dark Elves did not have a unique vision like the Dwarf, Dina had been a spy for a long time and she's mostly operated in the middle of the night. Thus, her eyes are well adapted enough for this kind of dark situation.


While Arno's 'Godly' eye has many wonderful abilities and seeing through the dark is just one of them.


"I can see a light far ahead..." Zohar suddenly informs the other members about what he saw.

Other people also began looking at the direction that Zohar pointed out. But most of them can't see anything there as it is still too dark.

"Could it be the mountain exit, perhaps?" Sasha asked.

"Definitely not. We haven't reached the center of the mountain yet... So the exit probably still too far from here." Luccio interjected her while shaking his head.

"Keep your guard up. Prepare to meet what may lay ahead." Melissa ordered the team to remain vigilant.


The gap is surprisingly linear without any sudden turn, so it is quite easy for the team to traverse the path within it.

While the team continues walking forward, they found more and more corpses and other things belongs to the mountain's unlucky previous visitors. Most of those were still in good and well-preserved condition compared to what the team had found in the gap entrance. But of course, that only applies to other things except for the corpses, which already beyond their rotten state.


"There's so much history in this pile of things laying around. Too bad we can't study them now..." Rionne muttered something to herself while sighing heavily.

Melissa, whose walking beside Rionne heard it. She also thought it was really unfortunate that the team cannot stay in this place for long. If they can, then they definitely would study those artifacts.

She and Rionne are a typical mage that really craving for any kind of knowledge, especially history. Seeing many banners or flags and coats of arms in those corpses clothes or armors which belong to unknown factions, really aroused their curiosity.
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A moment later.

"Well shit... That light really appears to be an exit..." Zohar suddenly spoke again with a hint of surprise on his voice.

"What! Really?" it's Aurel turn now who asked him.

"Yep. Didn't see it clearly before, but now I do." Zohar replies rather cheerfully.

Aurel and Sasha are elated because of the revelation, they thought the exit ahead of them is truly the mountain exit. They were really uncomfortable by being inside this narrow and dark gap. They just want to get out from this cursed place as quick as possible.

"But we only just walked half an hour from the entrance, you know! There's no way that's the mountain exit, right?" Luccio is completely doubtful about the supposed "Mountain exit" is really the mountain exit which should be located on the south side.


He feels the mountains length is not that narrow. It's not possible for them to get through to the other side of the mountain by only walking for half an hour.

"It's probably leading to someplace, but definitely not the exit." Ryson spoke his conjecture seriously.


At the same time, his stance is becoming even more rigid, which also prompt the other members to raise their vigilant level.

They were getting closer and closer to the "exit", which was enveloped by intense sunlight that prevented the team member from seeing through to the outside of the gap.


Melissa is also getting restless and uneasy. She was sure that something came from beyond the "exit" is causing her to feel like that.

"Hahaha. Do all of you feel that?" Victor's sudden laugh brought surprise to almost everyone.


"You right, old man... It's Bloodlust." Ryson speaks while nodding to him.


"Damn right it is! I don't know who or what awaits us on the other side of that light. But what I know is... They really want to kill us all." Victor replied vigorously.


An extreme dense of bloodlust was raging from beyond the "exit" and directed at the team members. Causing immense pressure on them.


Neigh!!!

The horses behind the team are getting restless and almost entering a panic state.

Since most members are veteran combat or at least already had an experience of a death and life type situation before, they were still able to maintain their composure and handling this situation well.

Automatically, the members enter their combat stance and readying their weapons.

Their journey from the border had been without accident thus far. They didn't even encounter a single Demon Beast. But it looks like things can't always go smoothly for them after all.


Arno still stands leisurely while calmly analyzing the situation. His "Divine Sense" is picking up a massive amount of hostile intent came from the same source as the bloodlust originating from.

The enemy is waiting for them.

A/N: This novel was written by me in a whim or maybe a sudden feeling of stimulus after reading a certain Light Novel. I'm not a super dedicated fan of any of the following references to the original sci-fi universes, so please pardon me if I make any inconsistencies with the originals. Especially Warhammer 40k fans.

 Also please forgive me for the terrible grammar especially when describing something complex, might go in the format of: 'something...and....and.....and.....' Due to my lack of practice in writing. I have also written down explanations some of the important terms and races some might not be familiar with.
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Oscar Zoroaster Phadrig Issac Norman, yes that's the name my mother have given at birth just because she loved the movie 'The Wizard of Oz' at that time. Some call me Oscar, my close friends call me Oz.

 I am 24 years old and a game designer for a video game company. Working in this industry is one way I have found to make my dreams come true, that is to create a universe of my dream.

My childhood has not been the best, my mother divorced my father and left me to my father's relatives that being my aunt and grandmother and my father dying when I was 13 due to alcohol and drugs. These events left a hole in my heart due to which I've never even had a girlfriend.

 My job of creating a universe of my dream and my love for the multitude of anime, manga, novels and other things that I watch and read to keep me entertained are the only things that I have left after the rest of my family died. 

Due to this my nihilistic view of the world that has grown evermore stronger after living alone for 2 years. I swore to myself that if I could spend this life just to save another life with the want and will to live, I would give it to him/her and I don't care of there is a heaven or hell but I would welcome the dark emptiness of the void if that was all the afterlife could offer or maybe a dream of an isekai.

"Huhuhuhahahahahaha..... "

I suddenly laughed out while I was thinking of being transported into another world and the things i would do if I ever got wishes from an omnipotent being. Oops, it seemed I have awakened the dark one inside of me. This dark one born from watching too many anime and reading too many manga and novels. He hungers for an adventure and the chance to be an explorer of the universe. 

"Excuse me, Oscar aaahhh..... are you done making this stage? Hehehe." 

With a brittle smile, the department's supervisor asked me. It seems sudden impulses caused by the dark one is getting stronger, I must contain it with more anime, manga and novels or it may break out and ruin my life, well that is if there was any life in me anyway.

One day, I was in the bank and suddenly the most absurd thing happened. A one-man armed robbery with an explosive strapped to his chest. WHO THE FUCK IS CRAZY ENOUGH TO DO A ONE MAN ROBBERY ON A FUCKING BANK!!  

"N-NOBODY M-MOVE O-OOR I FUCKING PRESS THE DETONATOR!!"

You could clearly that the robber was not in a clear state of mind. Shaking hands and body twitching. It seems that he is on some kind of drug.

The security of the bank quickly pressed the silent alarm but dropped their weapons as he quickly held a hostage. After which we were also held hostage.

After 40 mins of waiting, a negotiator from the city's police department came in. The criminal on an impulse of fear of being caught and maybe because of the drug suddenly looked at the hostages with deadly eyes and started to run towards us.

"I'm gonna take the whole lot of you guys with me!" Shouted the robber.

Everybody ran for their lives as soon as they saw that the robber was trying to suicide bomb as many as he can. This would now make for a deadly game of tag.

 Next thing I do mustering all my courage and quotes from shounen animes I have watched, is to tackle the robber with the bomb strapped to his chest. I have so many time times shouted 'Are you fucking crazy!' in my mind in the last few nanoseconds that my head feels numb.

*BOOM!*

I could then feel the explosion as a tremendous amount of heat travelled up from the chest pinning the robber to the breaking of my ribs and excruciating painful heat going through my head. I and the robber are now blown to bits and pieces and everything around 25 meters from the vicinity of the explosion is scalded black or destroyed. Now I'm dead in one of the most ridiculous ways that doesn't happen on a daily basis.

As my soul left my body I did not run to the light that was in the sky but stayed knowing that my wallet survived the explosion and see if my last wish is fulfilled. My last wish is being what's written on my tombstone and complete incineration of my hard disks, all 50 TB's of hard disks and my smartphone.

Among the many people attending, which I guess are the people and their families I might have saved during the robbery and suicide bombing incident, I only found a few friends attending my funeral. No one was crying except that overly emotional work friend to which I could only weakly chuckle at. 

And then on the tombstone was a phrase written from a paper in my wallet that is: 
SONG TO PLAY:
Queen-Another one bites the dust.
WORDS TO WRITE ON MY TOMBSTONE WHEN I DIE: 
-
-
-
SCENARIO 136: IF I DIE HEROICALLY IN AN EXPLOSION
HE DIED HEROICALLY WITH NO SHIT IN HIS PANTS. 

Yes, that was what was written. There was faecal matter found on the blast side but no DNA verification, so I'm sure it is not me and then I died heroically without shitting in my pants. I couldn't help but laugh out loud while ascended to the light in the sky.

 Next thing I know I was in the void. Dark and empty with nothing in it and I was ready for a sleep till the end of eternity. But then I saw something that looks like a silhouette of a human.

The silhouette appeared to be an entirely white entity the shape of a man.

"TRUTH!?" I appallingly questioned.

"Yes you may call me that from the anime you have watched but the TRUTH is that I'm G-"Truth said in a distorted voice.

"WAIT!!, I don't believe this. Just stop for a second and show me your true form." 
And as soon as I said that a blinding light that can be described as light with a luminous intensity of standing right in front of a star, shone upon me. And the next thing I see...

Didn't even shock me. The thing or the person I saw was Morgan Freeman in an entirely white business suit. 

"Not even shocked I see. I am very impressed that you guessed correct my true form." He said with his deep-toned voice which made me euphoric. 

I swear that I could feel the omniverse expanding with every word he uttered. 

"I am grateful to be in your presence, Sir. And thank you for the compliment, hehehe.." I laughed like a child getting praised.

"Your welcome. Now onto the reason for our meeting here. I can either send you to heaven or will you take with you, .. Let's see counting your karma you have accumulated, three... Hmm no, let's make it five omnipotent wishes since I'm feeling good and you have guessed correctly my true form. That's it five omnipotent wish and transmigrate to a different universe." He said.

I was ecstatic to hear such a statement that I almost giggled like a girl. Now my childhood wish of exploring the vast expanse of the universe is within reach. I started to think of the wishes I would need in the new universe I wish for. 

My mind quickly thought of a peaceful galaxy of many planets and communities I can explore with secrets and adventure all around. 

But also there was a certain galaxy that was in the back of my mind that shuddered me to my very core that couldn't help but come up, that was the Grim Dark galaxy of Warhammer 40k. Only a fool or a complete lunatic would wish for such a galaxy. 

"My first wish is to start in a fairly peaceful galaxy that I can explore. I don't want bleak galaxy with miserable people but also not so peaceful that it has no enemy and becomes boring. Also, add space elves and catgirls." I said with a smug smile. To which God also returns a smug smile.

(A/N: Most of my knowledge on Warhammer 40k is based on the games such as Dawn of War and YouTube channels like Luetin09 and OneMindSyndicate, so *dogeza* Please don't kill me because I got the technology or the lore wrong. Also, this is my fu*king fanfic.)

"My second wish is to create my own body using technology and genetics or physiology from the Warhammer 40k universe." I chose this wish due to the technological and genetic extremities of that universe and I want to not only explore one galaxy or universe but other dimensions as well. And with this, I'm sure I can make a close to an immortal body.

"Hmmm.. It seems you have a great spirit for adventure and exploration, it would be a waste if you died early and never even finished your exploration of only one galaxy. And even one galaxy is huge for a single non-omnipresent being." He said agreeing and understanding the reason for my wish. 

"Thirdly I want the technological knowledge of every intelligent space-faring races of the Warhammer 40k universe even the lost technologies of humanity and Aeldari to the technology of the old ones." As they say knowledge is power and with this much knowledge I am close to a Galactic God. The Necrontyr one of my favourite race in the Warhammer 40k universe have such an advance technology that it seems like magic to other races and powerful enough to close giant warp rifts like nothing or blow up stars giving rise to supernovas even the Old Ones lost to the undying army of the Necrontyr and only their creations; the Aeldari survived their wrath in the galaxy.
 
(Explanations:
Aeldari/Eldars: The Aeldari are typically space elves which have immense psychic powers, superior minds and make use of wraithbones or physical manifestations of the warp/immaterium to build things.

Necrontyr/Necrons: The Necrons are an ancient race who sold their souls to the C'tan for immortality. They are now soulless with metal bodies made of Necrodermite and we're the enemies of the old ones; the creators of the Aeldari race.

Old ones: Basically the first and the most advance intelligent race in the Milkyway galaxy and were powerful to be known as Gods of the galaxy during their time.

C'tan/Star Gods: A race of sentient energy that are born from the beginning of the universe and feeds on suns or souls of other sentient races. They took the souls of the entire Necrontyr civilisation only leaving the egos and consciousness of the leaders who managed to keep their egos intact but after the Necrontyr defeated the Old Ones they were captured and used as batteries for the Necron Lords.

Wraithbone: These are energies of the warp/immaterium bought to physical space/real space. They can be used to construct any forms of technology with the help of psychics called Bonesingers of the Aeldari race.

Necrodermis: It is a living metal that has the property of self-regeneration. Necrons made of necrodermis are as hard as adamantium and the only way to destroy a Necron warrior is to shoot it till the self-regeneration is outmatched by sheer firepower.  )

"Although I would be able to give it to you now, I very much advice you to let me transfer this information after you finish your new body as I presume the new body will have a superior mind," God suggested to my wish. 

"Yes, that would have a better outcome than transferring it now," I said and started the creation and customize my new body. 

I started with an Aledari gene as a base gene customising it's appearance and improving it which would come with the superior psychic abilities of the Aeldari, wiping clean the parts that would be detrimental like the low fertility rate, the ability to remember every bliss and horrible experience and make sure that my descendants also don't develop these qualities, to increase the psychic powers I also added gene-seeds from the Emperor of Mankind and Eldanesh. I also added necrodermite improved with aeldari wraithbones and old one's technology to the body itself such that I can be immortal as the journey is gonna be long since I have so much to explore.

I've always wondered the philosophical question of whether power corrupts a person or not and whether I will it drastically change my mind when I get a new body. The human mind can be a fickle thing or sometimes a immovable bastion of faith. I also wonder if any of the two is really true, being too submissive to the flow of change can lead you astray and putting all of your faith in something narrows the path you see to only one path. And now as I am about to be granted these powerful wishes I hope I don't change at all when I obtain power.

The only answer I have come up to this is never to stop questioning. Question the path you take so that you are not taking a narrow path or question whether you are led astray or not. But I guess everybody have different answers to these questions. Now moving on.

"An impressive creation of a strong mind and body, with this you could take on the dangers of the universe." God complimented. To which I could only happily say "Thanks." After which I was transferred to my new body which looked like an elf as I don't mind the long ears after playing so many elf characters in Dragon Age and Elder Scrolls. I now have a body with the looks of tall, swimmer body-build, the fine-featured face of an elf with bushy white-silver hair and amber coloured eyes. 

(A/N: Sorry for those who were expecting a human character or anyone who hates the Eldars.)

"Even with the enhanced Aeldari you will have to stay here for at least a millennium to safely absorb knowledge hundreds of billions years worth. So I think you should tell me your fourth and fifth wish first." God said. But I don't mind living in this void space for a while. So I thought of my fourth wish as the knowledge slowly enters my mind.

"My fourth wish is to have an infinite amount of material to construct my spaceship."I said and as soon as I said that I was shown an interface for different materials in different multiverses such as vibranium, amazonium, uru, and such but I chose to stay with a specific theme, a combination of the programmable necrodermis and wraith bones so that I can customize it later to whatever suit my needs and began programming the gigantic mass of living materials to transform to different shape, weapons, shields and the different systems and parts needed on a spaceship and more during my stay in the void space. 

My stay in the void space for a millennium was quite eventful. God introduced me to the aspects of the omniverse such as the aspects of infinity, death, life, creation, destruction, chaos, order and consciousness and became quite familiar with them and made friends with infinity and consciousness during my stay. Every one of them bickers like kids and trying to gain the favour of their father. Fights also happen and look deadly but none of them could truly die. I was just there looking at them tearing the void space and destroying entire universes during their quarrels. What a sight to behold! 

After a millennium I was ready to leave the void, but first I had to make my last wish and say goodbye to everyone hoping I meet them someday again.

My last wish is something that came up as I missed something from my old world. And that thing is the internet." My fifth and final wish is to be able to connect to the internet of my version of my old world that dosen't suffer an apocalypse and buy stuff from the internet with a bank account to convert the currency of the new universe to any other currency in my previous world." I said. I couldn't help but specify my wish after wondering if there was an Apocalypse the internet and Japan might not continue to exist entirely. And I'm starting to miss eating junk food from my previous world.

So with everything done, I say goodbye an everyone wished me good luck.

Your typical OP Protagonist fantasy isekai.
 BUT IN SPACE!!!

This novel was written by me when I had too much free time and had a sense of inspiration after reading a certain Light Novel. Also, honestly, I don't know how long I can find the enthusiasm to keep writing it.

Warning: Never in my life had I ever written a story. So, don't take this novel too seriously.

Thrasher and the group made it through the ruins with ease. The Dalish retrieving any artifacts. The Chasind were outside. Cleaning the area. Corsu made sure they stayed safe while helping. Volus, as a Lion hunt in the surrounding area. Thrasher made it clear in front of the Dalish he was taken the ruins as his own. They grumbled but said nothing else. They couldn't claim it themselves are fix it. To scared and untrained.
"Hmmm, these spiders are something else." Thrasher commented. He waved his hand sending them away to the Moss. "Corruption mixed as well. Oh boy." Norad, his Operator got in touch with him.
Norad: Several of the Ork humans are ready. Thanks for the break. First time I had one since before the War really. Refreshed and have fixed a lot of things up. Oh, also signed up to become a Higher Tier Operator. Which will clear a lot of things for you. I am reviewing Quests in a World you are set up in as we converse.
'That's good.' Thrasher didn't mind, since he needed to get use to having an Operator again. 'Those orks.. send some here, and a bit of them will meet up with Tracker in Ostagar. Send him word to bring them around and introduce them to Elissa. Train her and the Elf Sarel if they can.'
Norad: Not a problem. Tracker has done a good job getting to know the forces there. The midgets have down a fantastic job in getting intel and working to get forces to their side.
'Keep me appraised of the situation. Check on Mallol and the rest for me.' Put his actual armor on. The Chroma Prime armor was needed to deal with the danger of the mirror. The Blade of Olympus was condensed in his upper back. Able to be drawn by him in a moment's notice. 'I am going to get something really dangerous.'
Norad: Understood. I will look over anything you put in your inventory as soon as you get just incase. Bad enough, you have come across some of the corruption here already.
The Operator made a few notes and stopped talking through the link. Working on everything that needed to be done. Such as sending a report on what Thrasher recovered. Thrasher decided to use a few Pulls.
System: X-Pull x1 + Common Pull x5 + Auxiliary Pull x2 + Armor Pull x1 Weapon Pull x1 .. target locked..  All Platforms... Deus Ex: Mankind Divided.. BioChip + Augmentations.. D.G. fusing.... 30 minutes to complete. After full sleep, everything will be available.
'Meh, ok .' Thrasher mentally scoffed as he moved. After a little effort, he was able to control the mark on his forehead appearing. Which was not really a problem. 'More quests and more fun.' Next to him,  one of the Dalish elves kept her eye on him. 'Having someone keep a close eye on me, smart move. Considering I am using all of their people as spies, not a problem by me. The spores should have gotten them all by now.'
"So.. are you going to.. umm.." The City elf had a terrible time talking with humans still. But it was the same talking with the Dalish. Her mother was a city elf that left the Alienage of Denerim. Despite her father being a Dalish elf, she was treated like City elf. Which resulted in troubles on both fronts. Junar was the old one to treat her fairly. And Merril, but she did that for all elves no matter the circumstance. " I am.. Amara by the way."
"I am aware. Keep safe, you do not look like a .." Thrasher spotted an Spider moving further ahead. He threw the axe killing it in an instant. With a flick of his hand, it reappeared back in his hand. ".. indoor fighter. That bow will not do well here. Especially if spiders come around the corner quickly."
"You are right. But my daggers broke and my armor is bad off." Amara wished she was able to afford better ones. but the merchant Ilen was a bastard and hicked prices up on her. "I just have to make do."
"Nah." Thrasher turned to her and reached out. "Remove the bad armor and I will give you a loaner. I rather not have you dying here. they might blame me for it." Amara removed the armor with out a second thought. The space stone pulsed as her armor disappeared. Thrasher needed it for a base for something later. "Nice body. Juren must have trouble keeping his eyes off you. And done."
*Sching!* The armor appeared on her in an instant. A dark purple and covered her completely. Amara moved around and felt it was to soft to be true. She could almost feel the stone beneath her feet like an afterthought. 

"This is amazing. I will try my best not to break it." Amara said. She stood stock-still at his other comment coming to her mind. "Juren does not see me that way. I am just his friend. Only one that showed any attention, was Tamlen and Pol. But they are.. odd. I rather not .."
"Do not get with anyone unless you can get something from it. Or, you are having fun. That is my motto." Thrasher shrugged. He turned back as Amara equipped her bow on her back. Two daggers in her hands from the armor now. "I expect you to get the armor damaged. As long as you come back, that mean it did it's job."
"Right." Amara nodded following along. A small spell in the helmet working on her. Passing on Ork Kommando information. But Amara was no fool. She could sense the armor magic at work. She allowed it to work without resisting. 'I will need all the help I can get if I am to keep surviving. I do not want to die like mother did.'
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Inner Chamber-
.
Thrasher made sure to search every room. Bypassing the main door. every area of interest was marked. All the items stashed away and collapsing areas reinforced. A few of the Ork Humans entered. 5 of them went to deal with a particular infested room. Another 25 went to deal with a chasm that lead underground. 

Outside was taken care of complete. A small camp was set up to get started for the future. Volus would be in charge of the outpost.
"Ready?" Thrasher asked over his shoulder. Amara nodded. "Here goes nothing." Stepping inside, the two felt a chill run pass them. Straight through the protection of the armor. "Yup, breaking it.. was a dumb thing to do."
"Brrr, I do not like it." Amara said. She shivered visibly and looked around the room. The mirror did not interest her after knowing how dangerous it was. The two statues looked pretty nice. But.. she would not walk up the steps to check. "I will clear the room for anything." 

"Careful, twisted magic can make things revive." Thrasher said. Moving around, he inspected the area. faint traces of unknown energy tapped against him. 

System: Arcana Check Auto Pass
The area was breached by the Fade. And something further. Leaking energy into the Fade then into this area. Not normal at all. But in the Game, the area was more or less left alone. Besides Merril coming to take the mirror and getting influenced by the demon that whispers to her.
Thrasher fixed the mirror and the statues. Walking up, he touched it. The mark lighting up as soon as he touched. Elgar'nan appeared and drifted forward. Basically an elf that had facial features the same as Thrasher. Thrasher Soul was two power as a User and to powerful from all he had been thrown. 

If the Spirit of Elgar'nan would have tried to influence him, he would have paid a terrible price. As the Three ork gods would not allow their Chosen to be changed. It was bad enough he was no longer a beautiful ork. But an ugly ummie now. It was a good thing he was still such a lovely little monster.
A few others entered the chamber. Juren, Merril, and a few Dalish caught sight of Thrasher at work. Paying more attention to the image of Elgar'na. Offering praise, prayers and speaking out. Elgar'nan floated to them each and gave them a simple touch. Showing what laid in the future. Thrasher continued to make the mirror his own. Spreading his Domain inside. Gork, Bork, and Mork went in thrashing about. Destroying demons and marking the territory. 

"Hahahaha! So much room!" Gork laughed. His voice spreading far. He stopped against a thick mist that kept them from going further. "All we need now, is a good anchor into that there Fade."
"Ehehe, soon and we will have a Realm of our own to tear apart. Better than the blasted Chaos Gods and others." Mork rubbed his large hands togethor. Turning to look outside the mirror at Elgar'nan. "Oi, what to do about that pointy ears?"
"Nothing. He will bring another faction under Thrasher." Bork said. Surprisingly, this ork god was actually a female. A rough-looking female but a female none the less. Just facial expressions kept Bork from looking pretty. But with the two brothers she had, she had reasons to scowl.'Greedy little gits! Just mad cause I am smarter than them. And stronger! Had to gang up on me to win!'
The two bastards were sneakily cunning and cunningly sneaky. Isolated her back in their Homeworld of Warhammer, Warhammer 30k, and Warhammer 40k even books no longer mention her. She was fading amongst the Users and the their kind. But, she had a plan. That worked very well. But Thrasher and Azul loved her dearly. So she would always exist in the end. Just needed more power in case the two tried something again.
"But we are the main thing.. right?" Gork sat on his but. Scratching at his chin. "We did kick butt in that war. Hahaha, fun times. Almost had my full of fighting. Then, there was more fighting. And then some more!"
"Ahhhh it was so fun. But it will not be long till another one. This Blight sounds fun." Mork looked at his siblings before spotting someone in the mirror with them. "Ey! There he is! That Tamlan boy! Get em! Get em!"
Tamlen ran back into the mist. At least thought he was going to. A green energy wrapped around him. He was pulled back towards the caster. Bork wrapped him up then paralyzed him. She was the smarter of the other lot.
"My name is Tamlen! Let me go you ugly Darkspawn!" Tamlen raged. He couldn't get free as he was brought up to Bork's eye. The demon inside trembled in terror at the sight. Something so powerful could do a terrible amount of damage to it. 'Shut up stupid elf! Do not mention me!'
"Humph!" Bork was about to bit the elf's head off but remembered that Thrasher was looking for him the same as the elves. "You two keeping playing around in here, I am gonna go back with the prize. Hur hur." He chuckled darkly.

"I spotted him, so I should bring em back." Mork said.
"Eh, but I killed the most of the wandering little demons." Gork chimed in. He looked around rolling his eyes not really caring either way. Just causing trouble really. "Hmmm, maybe just.."
'I will leave you three in there if you do not hurry up.' Thrasher thought to the three. In an instant, they shot out back into him. Tamlen was dropped in front of Thrasher. Still paralyzed besides his head. "Oh, how interesting."
"Tamlen!" Merril cried. She was going to run to help him but stopped. For one reason. Elgar'nan floated in front shaking his head. The more she looked, the more she noticed the similarities to Thrasher. In a pop, Elgar'nan went into Thrasher. "Why?"
"because.. he is sick." Amara said. She had a book in her hand that she found. "A demon has possessed that mirror for the longest. Several before Tamlen have fallen to it." She gave the book to Merril. No real reason why just felt it was to be. 'Hmmm, whatever.'
*Sching!* Thrasher pulled out Blade of Olympus. Is shined brightly in the room. Causing Tamlen to scream in pain. He was not alone as Thrasher swung the blade down.

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