Alex and Deja quickly advanced upon the woman, not giving her time to react. In a split second, they had the woman's hands and legs restricted by a rope conjured by Deja's {Creation} skill. Holding her still, they turned to the man, the baleful smile creeping higher among their faces. With the ever widening smile, the man's legs finally gave out, and he collapsed to the floor, quivering in fear of these two demons in front of him. He slowly used his hands to slide himself back, only stopping when his back hit a tree. His eyes wide, and his body covered in layers of sweat, he struggled to make a sound. "I-I-I don't want to die!"
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Aiden Lloyd was someone who had devoted himself to his cultivation. Ever since birth, he had practiced the art of Chipakak-Ce, and used the 'Aeon Fafmis' manual to steadily increase his cultivation level. And now, at the low age of 60, he was supposed to be the youngest, aside from the royal family, sky realm cultivator. Yet somehow, the world had given birth to these two monsters. To him, these… kids were nameless devils, with a power completely unimaginable to him. From one, he sensed a massive amount of Qi, signalling the Sky realm. However, this other kid had stood toe to toe with the elder of the group, and yet he had no energy that could be sensed by Aiden. He shivered slightly. If these two were part of this generation, what about the next? Would there keep being monsters like these born? He shuddered, thinking of the possibilities. Suddenly, Aiden felt a sharp pain on his neck, and he fell into unconsciousness.
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Deja and Alex wiped their hands off and looked at their handiwork. Both the Aiden and the woman lay tied to a tree trunk, a huge bow tying them together like a package on christmas eve (The bow was also created by Deja's skill). Alex turned to Deja, a huge smile on his face. "That skill of yours is quite handy! Can you create anything?" Deja smiled sheepishly and shook his head. "I can only create items that I have advanced enough knowledge of. For example, as a kid, I had wanted to be a pilot, so I learned the inner workings of a jet. From the Active Array radar, to the Composite Pivot Shaft,I knew it front and back. As such, I can do this!" Deja put his hand out, and a bright light flared, blinding those nearby who were unfortunate enough to be looking directly at the spot, until an F-22 was fully formed, with the nose cone just barely touching Deja's palm. Deja patted the tip of the aeroplane, grinned, and turned back to Alex. "See?" Deja chuckled at Alex's face. His jaw dropped, Alex was staring at the plane in stupor, his mouth occasionally bobbing up and down. It reminded Deja of the koi back at his home, and how much he had started to miss seeing it. Alex finally regained his senses and shut his mouth. Deja noticed a small difference in Alex's face, so Deja looked closer, only to be sent reeling back in surprise. "You… You're crying?!?" Alex touched his face, subconsciously, feeling the wet trails left by his tears. "Am I? Well, I guess even the strongest need to cry once in a while, huh?" He chuckled and looked into Deja's eyes. "Dude, seriously. Thank you. It's been so long since I've had any sort of thought of Earth. Just like they said, 'You never really know what you have until you lose it.' This brought back some good memories, and as a thanks for that, have this." Alex handed Deja a small sheet of paper. In it, was a writing. It read of a technique to cross realms and Dimensions, and a short note at the bottom thanked Deja for what he had shown Alex. Suddenly, the [System] notified Deja of something.
[Hidden Quest Complete: Remind A Reincarnator of Earth. Rewards: Questing Unlocked.] Deja's eyes bugged. The reward he hadn't been expecting, had now given him something greater.
'Hey [System]?'
[Yes, Deja?]
'Explain the {Questing} board to me, please.'
[Gladly. The {Questing} board is a [Redacted] that allows the user past the [Redacted] phase to [Redacted] and gives a roulette chance at the {SCS}.]
'[System]?'
[Yes?]
'What the fuck is this BS? Why are there so many [Redacted]s in the explanation?'
[User:Deja does not have the current capability nor level to access said information. All will be found out in due time.]
"Huh," Deja let out a huge sigh, startling Alex and his group. They turned to look at him. Deja grinned sheepishly and assured them, "Nothing wrong over here, just, erhm, thought of something I needed to do." Deja rubbed the back of his head. '[System]? Give me my current status.'
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Deja Voss
Level: 30
Form: Child
Race: Human
Strength: 3M
Agility: 3M
Intelligence: 3M
Mana: 1.380Se/1.380Se
Unique Skills: [{Skill Creation}, {Merge}, {Reincarnation}, {Skill Log}, {Soul Journal}, {Complete Soul Annihilation}, {Ultimate Knowledge}, {Universal Translator}, {Speech}, {Heavenly Precision}, {Soul Blade}, {Mana Conversion}, {Complete Celestial Energy Manipulation}, {Soul Wanderer}, {Achievement Board}, {Questing Board}]
Magic Skills: [{Spell Library}, {Supernova}, {Assessment}, {Intimidation}]
Movement Skills: [{GodSpeed Footing}, {Godly Footing}, {Gravity Control}]
Blade Skills: [{Omnipresent Strikes}, {Perfect Technique}, {Perfect Parry}]
Permanently Active Skills: [ {Silent-Cast}, {Ultrarapid Regeneration}, {Total Body Regrowth}]
]
Deja thought, 'What does the Se stand for by my mana?' [Your current mana is 1.38 Sextillion, or 1,380,000,000,000,000,000,000. It has been <212> days since the {Orb of Kismet} fused with your soul.] Deja gasped. "SEXTILLION!?!?!" Once again, all the members of the group turned and looked at him strangely. He hid his face between his hands and waved them onwards. 'Hold on,' Deja wondered. 'If {Blip} consumes 100 mana per second, then that means I can use {Blip} for…' Deja did some quick calculations in his head. '437 TRILLION YEARS! Jesus, the counter may as well just read infinity now.' [Unfortunately, that cannot happen. Infinite mana is near impossible to get.] Deja quickly turned his eyes mentally towards the [System]. 'How impossible?' The [System] was quick to answer. [Around 10 Billion years of mana generation via this orb, and then you may reach infinity, by the human numerical system.] Deja's exterior seemed calm on the outside, but if one could hear his thought, it would sound like a Drunken sailor got sea sick, profanities hurled everywhere. 'TEN MOTHER FUCKING BILLION YEARS?!?! WHAT THE HELL [SYSTEM]!?!?' [This is just a calculation. It could be longer.] Deja's posture visibly slumped, feeling defeated, he trudged on, catching up to the group that was quickly leaving him behind. Finally, they arrived in another clearing, with easy access to a river for washing up, and Deja created some tents for everyone to sleep in. All five of them drew straws for who would be guard first, and Deja was unlucky enough to pull the shortest one. He created a stone platform that rose a good 300 meters off the ground, and Deja levitated himself to the top, sitting down, and settling in to guard for the night. Suddenly, there was a thwip, and Deja felt a searing pain in his neck. He touched at where the pain came from, only to find an arrow protruding from his jugular. As everything went black, a pair of orange eyes stared up at him from the trees below.