{AN: Made a discord server with the help of my friend, here is the link:
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"I remember at the very start of my time in the Elder Scrolls universe I heard some rumors, for em they were completely irrelevant and unimportant, but I might as well give you some help. It appears that close to my time of arrival Sentinel was having a vampire problem, the biggest issue is that these aren't like the Volikar vampires, they are smart and stealthy and can easily blend with the crowd. Some people say they came from Cyrodiil, others that they came from the Summerset islands."~Alt Jin Book: Vanhellsing IRL~
"The good thing about vampires si that we have [Ripple]. [Ripple] is simply a huge ass cheat against them. That also means you can't get infected by Sanguinare Vampiris, or become a Werewolf, the [Ripple] flowing and rippling through your body makes those diseases its bitch. So you can rest assured that s long as you can sue [Ripple] you can't be infected."~Alt Jin Book: Sanguinare Vampiris is a huge bitch to daddy [Ripple]~
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[Flashtime].
For anyone who knows what a speedster is, also probably knows what that word means. But if you are relatively clueless I will give you some info: [Flashtime] is a phenomenon that occurs when time slows down relative to a speedster so as to make it appear as if everything else is at a complete standstill.
And while I didn't suddenly grow the power to access the [Speed Force] and be able to move at amazing speeds, the phenomenon I am experiencing right now is something extremely similar. So while I may not be moving at incredibly high speeds everything in my field of vision looks like they were standing still, or moving so incredibly slow that they looked like they were standing still. Yeah, [Mangekyo Sharingan] is a huge cheat against anyone who doesn't have incredible speed, and that definitely applies to my enemies right now.
I can easily follow and see their movements like they were an open book, I can see their next move, predict their next actions, see in great detail their appearances, and even engrave everything I saw permanently on my brain. Of curse, the normal [Sharingan] already does it, but [Mangekyo Sharingan] is like that but on steroids, very heavy steroids that have the side effect of making you blind with use.
But I gotta admit, seeing a magic lightning bolt traveling as slow as a snail is pretty cool, I can see all its kinks, all its brought angles, all its pointy ends, all its strange and erratic trajectory. It's utterly fascinating looking at something like this, the icicles look less fascinating but just the fact that someone is weaponizing ice brings a smile to my face. Magic is real, and that should be something to celebrate about.
So why I am thinking about all these "useless" things at such an important moment? I want to distract myself.
*Hate*
*Despair*
*Anger*
*Rage*
*[Fury]*
My mind keeps getting bombarded by all these negative emotions nonstop, normally this would have driven me to a quasi-berserker-like state. All previous time was something similar, or at least close to it. But this time I had an idea "What if I keep focusing my mind on other things?", this idea was a splendid partial success. It's good because it lets me distract myself from the overwhelming emotions assaulting me, but it also extremely bad because it is distracting me from the fight, and any fighter worth their salt can say that being distracted during a fight is a very bad idea, unless you have overwhelming superiority, which is not the case.
But this didn't diminish how good this discovery is, progress is progress, even if partial. This can work as a crutch to me for the time being until I can perfectly control my emotions. But like all crutches, this should be something temporary, not the norm. And yes, I am trying to distract my mind yet again. Suddenly I started feeling my body bloated, full of explosive and chaotic energy ready to be released.
I looked at the scene before me and I couldn't help but smile. Sadly I am not nearly as fast as my eyes allow me to be, my speed is relatively close to my enemies so while I can see them moving slower than a snail's my movement speed is similar to them. Thankfully my [Fury] gives me an overall boost in all my capabilities. The feeling of seeing an attack in slow motion going to hit and being unable to evade it is something physically and psychologically painful.
Thankfully I have something extremely convenient to boost my movement speed, my walking techniques. And it is with a particular well-executed [Evade Step] that I started my well-planned dance against my enemies.
More gracious than a professional ballerina, more precise than a surgeon, and showing a skill that no one at my age has the right to possess I started my dance of evasion. Dealing with the lightning bolt is the simplest and easiest solution of all.
Picking up one of my daggers I simply toss it closely to the most probable future path of the magical lightning. The lightning changes its trajectory slightly, immediately going for the dagger, like a hungry hound goes for a piece of meat.
Evading the two icicles is as simple as just angling my body slightly, this is a perfect example of one of the weaknesses of projectiles. If you can easily see them or predict their trajectory, and slightly angling of my body, or a simple movement is enough to completely evade them rendering them useless. And sadly for these necromancers, I am one of the people who can easily see and predict their projectiles trajectories with relative ease.
Still using [Evade steps] I started drawing my reserve steel sword, I want to really pat my past self in the back for his wise choice, picking up two swords was one of the best choices I made since coming to this dungeon.
Sadly right now I am at an impasse. Avoid the first preemptive spells was easy, but the necromancers were already casting their follow-up ones. and the remaining undead and Flesh Golem are showing a scary amount of coordination with the sole objective of killing me, that won't do. I really didn't want to have to use it, but I guess I have no choice right now. Fuck you, you bunch of shitty undead. My right eye started spinning, blood flooded from my tear ducts staining my turban and my face.
[King Crimson]
Suddenly I am detached from the time-space continuum, my enemies simply continuing following their predictable fate. The necromancers spammed their spells, the undead sent numerous attacks on my supposed position... For all intents and purposes "Fate" declared me dead. Unfortunately for "Fate", I have a nice costly ability that let me make it my bitch.
I couldn't help but smile when the feeling of activating one of the most overpowered abilities in my arsenal activated. I felt truly powerful, truly in control, truly DOMINATING.
I went behind the necromancers, they are unarguably the three most dangerous beings besides me in this room right now. Not because of their absolute strength or something like that, but because of their intelligence, the undeads are pretty dumb so I can deal with them rather easily, but these necromancers are another thing entirely. But at this moment? they might as well be sitting ducks, still following their destined [Fates].
Appearing behind the necromancers I decided to use one of the most powerful skills that I have ever copied. The skill is called [Blood Sword Parasite], a shitty name I know, I will probably change it in the future when I improve in this skill, but right now the skill will do fine the way it is. This was one of the signatures moves Boss used against his enemies
Holding my steel sword with my right hand I passed my right hand on the blade's surface immediately using the skill. A thick crimson aura immediately started covering the blade from the tip to the pommel, the aura felt thick like honey but the heavy blood and murder aura it emitted quickly made me disassociate it with the sweet.
The sword felt heavier in my hand like its weight and density have somehow increased. The crazy thing is that the sword felt and looked sharper and deadlier. But even after using the skill, I didn't stop pumping [Wave] into it, the crimson aura grew thicker, heavier, denser. It reached the point of looking almost like thick mud, pretty close to Unohana's Bankai in appearance at least.
~Nessuno può sfuggire al destino scelto~
[King Crimson] ended and I was exactly behind the necromancers. Without missing a beat I made a horizontal slash with the intention of bisecting all the three necromancers in half. The problem, whoever is that my skill appeared to be way stronger than I could have ever imagined.
The moment I made the slash my sword projected a crimson sword beam, but that was already expected, the problem is that this beam much like a normal wave kept going forward going in both size and might. The attack rippled inside of the room like a caged beast ready for the slaughter, and everyone inside save for myself suffered under it.
At the epicenter of the waves my attack literally tore through the necromancer like they were some kind of cheap rags, they were absolutely obliterated dying almost instantly. I think I should also thank the fact that they faltered for a bit due to [King Crimson] effect.
The crimson wave also continued flowing impacting all the undead inside of the room, the skeletons and zombies immediately disintegrated becoming ashes instantaneously. The patchwork zombies were heavily singled and are right now with a severe case of melting skin. Sadly the Flesh Golem was also in a similar situation, meaning my wave only burnt its skin a little bit.
Thankfully I was able to kill the necromancers first, this would be way more difficult otherwise.
After using such skill cracks started appearing in my sword, the cracks slowly started to expand bit by bit, and suddenly the tip of my sword started to become dust, slowly more cracks appeared, pieces of the sword fell to the ground, parts of it became dust... Until my weapon was completely and utterly destroyed.
I didn't stop to look or admire my destroyed sword, my actual situation doesn't permit that. With a swift motion, I picked a steel dagger with each hand and prepared for the following battle. My [Fury] blazing, my [Mangekyo Sharingan] spinning.