Jack floated slightly off the ground, as he viewed what he believed was his. He felt... Alive. Something that he hadn't felt even in his previous life on Earth, but he knew why... At least a bit at this time.
To understand why Jack felt this way, let us travel back to when Jack empowered The Historia Mortis, Yogg-Sothoth's personal tome.
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The tome's pages flipped rapidly, as Jack stared at them with fervor. He was unaware that the golden runes on his bones were going out one after the other on his upper body.
It seemed as if time slowed down, and the first page landed before Jack, as the jumbled letters twisted and began to straighten themselves out into legible words.
[I am my Master's tome. By his command, I hear and obey... For now. My Master has decided to reveal enough to you so that you will be able to execute his wishes... Be honored.]
"Yes..." Jack spoke aloud with the intent to nod, not knowing that his intention only showed as a shudder.
[As my Master has commented before, he has seen you a number of times with the exception of one. In your first life, you died in anguish, regret, and anger. You even insulted my mighty Master. My Master took an interest, and by his design he sent you to the Underworld. Under his tutelage you became known as the Lich King.]
"So, I am him..."
[With your legions you conquered the Underworld and besieged the Overworld... In doing so, you sundered the portals that connected the nine realms. You recovered your remains of your first death in the Overworld and assumed them. The same skeleton you have now is that first body that died. Yes. But then you failed your purpose and then died again.]
"So many lives, I have lived..."
[Your bones you have, so caustic that they leaked the essence of the void and dead that it caused a wound in the world where you fall in the Overworld, those same bones you were first born with were bound by the Holy Order of the Runic Knights by runic inscriptions. The runes empowered by the light work to restrict the void within you and make it where your soul can not properly bind with your bones. If you were able to properly bind, and with the powers they still contain... You would be able to assume your previous power, less the experience.]
"So, that's why these runes bind my power..."
[My Master and my Master's wife have seen fit to tamper with your runic bindings. While they cannot remove them completely, they can tamper with their connection with reality for a temporary time, through me when is their medium.]
"A temporary lift is it???" Jack spoke with some humor amused, as he was unexpectantly accepting the information he was being told.
[Yes. Temporarily. It seems my Master and my Master's wife can only maintain this suppression for a limited time, depending on how much power you expend.]
"HAHAHAHA OKAY, I GET IT, TEMPORARY!"
Jack began to cackle, as dark purple mist rose from the tome, and drew itself into Jack's bones. As the void magic became thick, the area around Jack began to distort, warp, and flux as if reality was bending to the will of this tome...
His appearance became increasingly sinister.
[My Master's wife will gift you with flesh for now. You were a warrior in your first life, and you carried into your second life. You may be a preacher now, but never forget your roots. With bone comes power, with flesh, comes the ability to wield it.]
A fleshy substance bubbled out of the tome and float in the air before Jack's bony face. Wobbling in the air as if held by magnetism.
"HAHAHAHhahAAHAHaHaHAHAHA, A GIFT OF THE WIFE OF DEATH!!!"
[You were once the King of Death, but it seems in this life you have become the God of Light, and through Light comes Life... My Master warns that Gods do not have duel elements. It is either God of Light or God of Death... You should not be able to be both, but King is possible.]
"HOW FITTING THAT THE KING OVER LIFE AND DEATH RECEIVE SUCH FAVOR!!!!! I WILL ACCEPT!!!!"
[Then allow my Master's wife's power to flow through you.]
"AH HAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HA HA HAH AhahA HAH AHA Ha hahaha hA AHha hA hah a hA ha hahaa~"
The fleshy substance sprang from the tome and into Jack's face one after the other, covering the bone.
Jack noticed that the pages began to flip faster, as the flesh spattered on his face. He felt warm... A feeling he had long forgotten in the past.
After a brief moment, he felt that Eris hadn't left, and in turn he yelled to her to carry out his order. He has very little time.
After Eris left, he turned back to the tome...
"Can you tell me about the Church of the Three Gods?"
[They are widely spread throughout the realms and further. Each Church is but a sect of a greater known branch, though most of those sects only contain one member that knows of the greater branch. The ones in your lands worship, My Master, his wife, and his brother, you met last.]
[Asstur...]
[If you call him that... Yes. My Master suspects that another of his kin has added this sect to make off with his daughter... These cults simply want to end the world in most situations, though my Master is unsure if that is the case this time. If this was to provoke his wrath and to destroy the world, it would have been easier to just summon him. Thus, he believes that someone of this sect must want the power of his daughter for some sick device or machination.]
"Another eldritch being?" Jack wondered as the flesh covered his head and hair began to grow from his scalp.
[Yes. Only siblings and the Daemon Sultan, glory be his name, my Master's father, would be able to block his vision. Seeing as the Daemon Sultan, glory be his name, is currently asleep... It must be a sibling... I, this tome, does not wish to see the Daemon Sultan be aroused for my Master's blatant disregard of the laws.]
"What laws?"
[The Daemon Sultan, glory be his name, laid down the laws endless eons ago, prior to his slumber and the rise of his children.]
"How did he lay down laws if he went to sleep?"
[Ever heard of writing?]
"...So, you're telling me the Creator wrote down the laws of reality for entities that had not even been given form to and then left it somewhere for them to read?"
[It is not your place to question that which the Daemon Sultan, glory be his name, does or how he does it. Know that it is by his will it is done, and by his grace, he continues to sleep... Least we are naught!]
The tome reprimanded Jack, as muscle fibers began to squiggle down his spinal column and along his clavicle producing the muscles that he had in one life before.
"Alright, then which Eldritch being?"
[There are many, and my Master isn't sure... He would not want to accuse one that has done nothing, but only a few of his siblings can escape his gaze, so that does narrow it down. However, the ones that can escape his gaze are not ones you wish to personal deal with or meet...]
"I see... Where have they taken his daughter?"
[That is for you to find out, Lich King.]
"I am no longer the Lich King, ahhahaha ah hA hA hA hA hAhahaha."
[Then, God-King... That is for you to find out.]
"Ah, yes... I am called that now. Ha-" Jack stifled a cackle, as he tried to maintain himself, as his body became as it once was, as least... The top half.