in a faraway cave, a few hundred kilometers away from any form of civilization, layed an unconscious disgusting man on the floor, next to him whined a small wolf with its beautiful, but still very dirty, white fur.
the wolf puppy kept nudging the unconscious man with its nose, its eyes begging him to wake up.
it went to the moss field, grabbed a few of the plants that it saw the human use many times on wounds and covered his body with it.
it didn't know how much it should put so it just burried him under moss
the sounds of his heavy breaths reverberated in the empty halls, they were so loud and menacing that it made all lifeforms around the area flee away but his loyal puppy wolf.
after years in this prison, the beasts learned that wherever the man went, death followed.
the bulging black blue veins covered his tainted skin, one could not even tell what skin color the man had because of the years of dried blood that covered him. he truly looked like a monster
and because of what he has become, he hasn't died yet. in a place where it is kill or be killed, he killed and survived.
but a little bit of himself died with each corpse he collected, and now the mountain behind him showed what type of monster he became.
for gods know how long, the man stayed unconscious. some beasts that saw the man staggering back to his place realized that their predator was injured so they decided to follow him. and now they saw him laying on the ground, frowning intensily and sweating black
they also saw the white small wolf that always followed him around, it was stronger than each of them but would be easily taken care of if they attacked simultaneously
they looked back at the man and were scared by his threatening big stature, remembering the chaos and death he caused them. they were not strong enough to kill him thus they hid in the farthest parts of the cave from his home, but they knew well the poison that circulated his blood was too strong for even a monster like him.
so they pounced
..
the man woke up to only see black, he lifted his heavy body and looked at the only thing in this limitless void, a throne.
a throne made of bones and decapitated heads to be exact, and if one looked carefully they would see that each of these heads were the same beasts he had killed since he first arrived in the cave.
" is this supposed to be a joke?"
he frowned and stood up. he knew that this was not a dream, after surviving while awake and living in his dreams he realized how to differentiate between the two.
he knew that whatever this was, it was something the voice wanted him to see.
" this is your throne" it said after a long silence
" where is this?" the man knew that he couldn't panic right now. he needed to know where exactly he was and why the voice told him that this death throne was his.
the man tsked impatiently and clenched his fists
' my body is dying out there, and benny is all alone. dammit i need to wake up!'
" hey! i know you're shy and anti social but you gotta answer me if you dump me in some alternate dimension!"
after a minute the voice made a noise that seemed to be a chuckle, it was so scratchy and low that it terrified the man. he never heard it make such a noise before
" so you have realized that this is not a dream.. fascinating" but the voice didn't sound fascinated by that revelation, on the contraty. it seemed like it anticipated him to know
the man frowned and thought to himself
' what the fuck is it on about now?'
the man was starting ti get annoyed by the hidden message behind the voice's words when he heard it speak again
" this is complicated to explain.. but all you need to know is this place is yours and i am only able to speak here because i infused some of my soul power into your soul"
the man was flabbergasted by this revelation, tens of thoughts went through his head as he processed the new information.
not only did the voice explain things to him for the first time in, what he guessed, 10 years but it also told him that this place is his?! and it infused its soul power with his soul?!
but as he kept thinking about this a sudden thought popped into his brain that almost made him shit his pants
" but.. how are you able to infuse your soul power into my soul? this is fundamentally not possible.."
he scratched his beard but stopped when he suddenly realized
" it seems like you finally understand, child" the voice said
" am i dying?? wait no. am i dead?!" he yelled at the void surrounding him, hoping it would answer him back
and it did,
" your companion bought you a few minutes, but you won't live more than that. it is quite commendable that you survived the poison of a kali for this long, being a mere human that is"
'benny saved me..?' the man's heart tightened at that. he felt so warm, never have he felt that way in the cave
but he was also sweating bullets as he went through everything that has happened to him the last 10 years. he knew one day he would die in this gods forsaken cave but he had this slight hope, after surviving for a decade, that maybe he would get to the center.
he shook his head at those stupid thoughts, he learned long ago that hope was but a fickle whore that most times than not stabbed him in the front.
" but you wouldn't have done all of this if you were just going to let me die" the man waved his arm at this 'place'
and if the voice had a head it would've nodded
" indeed, i might be a great being but it is still hard to infuse my soul power to ones soul, even a dying one"
the man finally got a small clue about the indentity of the voice. he already knew that it was impossible for a human to create such a cave.. but to think that creatures like that lived between humans..
the man shook his head at his thoughts and listened as the voice continued
" if you wake up right now and fend off the runts that will attack you in a few moments you should be able to grab unto the kila you killed. open its chest and rip its soul core from where it heart should be located"
the man was again flabbergasted by that new information
" soul core? what the hell is that?"
"it is a type of reservoire that can contain immense amount of soul power. not many races can create one, especially not yours. maybe some geniuses but that's very rare"
'holy fuck, so something like that existed? wait.. he said races?! humans know about these monsters that roam the earth but these were just mindless beasts, if this being is saying that other races exist as strong or maybe stronger than them... then what the hell is going to happen to humanity?? and more importantly why is such a strong being on earth toying with me?!'
" wait doesn't that mean that that bird had an immense amount of soul power? almost endless? how the fuck did i survive then? and why didn't it use it?" he asked with an incredulous look on his face
the noise that the voice made before, the one that could be mistaken for a chuckle, reverberated throughout the empty space
" first it is not endless, in fact the kila was but a baby and its soul core is rather small and it had no vontrol over its soul power. and answering your question, it underestimated your tenacity and madness. it was used to being a predator that it didn't think a lesser being could survive its poison, but who would think that you would intentionaly wound yourself lethally just to kill it?" the voice chuckled again
" an indeed funny human" it said and went back to its usual quietness
the man frowned but held back any retort he had, he needed to get as much informations as he can right now since the voice seems very talkative for some reason
but when he tried to open his mouth the voice cut him off
" if you survive the attack of these runts, remember to cut the kila's chest and take out its soul core"
" then what? i will live?"
he asked suspiciously
" then you eat it."
"..."