I'm dying.
I find this sentence quite ironic, I had already died once before, quite literally.
On the floor laid the head of his mistress, Lady Memphistocles.
Beside her laid my body, a white, weathered skeleton with no flesh points.
After my 1st death, I truly realized what death truly was. A permanent stop, termination. No longer exists. Meaningless.
Exactly.
'But.'
From the day I woke up 4 years ago in the ritual of his trainer Dullahan the Headless and Suprema the Lich.
So far, things have been well recorded in my head.
4 years as a Lich.
I was not an inanimate being like one would think that a skeleton would be. I was willing and emotional to work with them, or at least behind them.
Even if she looks dead.
She definitely had a life.
COME ON WOMAN. WHY THE HELL DON'T YOU MOVE!!!
Please move. Just, please.
Even a nasty remark or call me bonehead as you usually do. Just, please...
I was in pain but the pain can wait.
Looking at my boneless eyes begging my lady to move apparently humanised me in front of the braves.
My senses are a little dull. I have no choice but to admit that. I was knocked in the head by the Berserker brave.
But still.
He's clearly in pain.
Looking at the dead body of my beloved goddess Memphistocles, I feel the pain of my heart, especially since the party involved in this casualty is the 7 'holy' brave.
Sword hero Ryan stared me dead in my eyes and goes "How's it going oh great skeleton lich?".
"Do you want to kill me?. Well too bad, you're too weak you mutt." Ryan kept tearing down the clumsy wall I built around myself to keep myself focused.
While I may be part of an intellectual race, I was still inherently a monster and am therefore quicker in getting angry, especially considering that the mental barriers I had set up were basically non-existent now that the truth was up to my face.
In a matter of seconds, I was raining spells down on the party of 7. The tank simply held a straight face, taking blow after blow without being grazed by the tier 7 spells.
He then smirked before removing his shield, facing my spells without casting a single spell.
I simply didn't care, I launched a flurry of some of my strongest tier 7 spells only to see him take it like a pro.
Can I not even injure this bastard?
Immediately I see his right flank open as I cast my first Tier-8 spell. While launching a tier 8 spell would mean I was officially the strongest spell.
It instantly ripped through his chest and hit his lung, he clearly wasn't prepared for this.
Next time, it'll be the heart.
Immediately after, the priestess drowsed me in some holy light as my weary bones immediately caught on fire. Good thing that my innate fire resistance is high due to me being a lich.
I stared dully at the priest before flying towards her, only to be cut n half by that fucker Ryan.
But I sprawled back, landing in a kneeling position.
"Good mutt"
I immediately got up. What the fuck was that just now?
Was it because I'm afraid I might get hurt?
While I was having my midlife crisis that bastard was flirting with the priestess.
'I'm only fucking 4 years old well, technically. '
I don't feel well. I should have protected you, my dear Memphis
I am dying, a skeleton lich guarding the hopes and dreams of all the demons from the Abyssal realm.
But I couldn't defend the integrity, in fact, I kneeled in front of my enemy and bowed, even if it was unintentional.
Subjugated. We were on our last fumes.
Constellations. Sponsors. We don't know where they came from.
From the long war between Humans and our demonkind, they had won because we were too focused on our territory than the humans who united against the demons as we were 'trouble'
Of course, we thought it didn't matter since the Demon Goddess's appearance in the Abyss..
'We had one job'
Protect the goddess to our last breath.
I am the dungeon keeper.
I have to fulfil my mission.
Protect the goddess's corpse. 'You have to move your broken body Kaiser, come on.'
But...
I can't just stand there looking like that.
Tibia on the floor.
Grab the broken half of my staff, just the catalyst.
I already have a lot of bones missing or broken. I only have one arm left. Both legs were broken.
Clawing my way forward with my broken bones, Tuck.
I struck at the warrior's pants of The Sword Brave Ryan.
"F-Fuck you"
I did not do any harm. I couldn't. They could kill the demon goddess without any major injuries after all.
"This is the level of your final blow huh."
The muscle-bound warrior looks down at me with a laugh.
"What rubbish! "
He's two meters tall and his body looks like a walking trolley.
It was the Tank that I had hit before.
He cut me down with his thick, giant shield.
Out of the way! Get out! You can't go down like this.
There was no use of even using the shield.
Even if he stomps on me and gives me strength, I'll break.
Fluffy.
Felling with blood on their hands,
I see the eyes of the goddess.
I'm sorry I couldn't protect you Memphis.
[Approaching complete annihilation.]
My body is all broken.
All I have left is my head.
Roll on the dungeon floor.
I can't do anything about it, one lich against an entire kingdom.
I dreamt of a future I never will have. I saw Memphis and me hugging, a beautiful child with skeletal features hugging our knees.
And then the dream broke.
I am not a warrior, yet here I am, laying crushed at the feet of the Braves.
I feel uncomfortable.
It makes me angry not to be able to protect you.
Aghhh
I rolled my head.
I rolled it with all my strength to the ground as the only skeleton on the battlefield with a skull left.
Crunch
I bit down on his foot.
"Ah, ah! "
The Brave shouts.
Ting!
He hits the floor with a shield.
But my head slipped away.
I was angry.
My most precious person was miserably taken away from you.
Even if she doesn't look like aperson to them.
I had a little joy with her every day.
Ryan suddenly looked at me, annoyance riddled over his face while looking back, looking at me like a cockroach.
But I was already under him.
"Too late bitch!"
Boom!
I bite down with all my might on the warrior's heel.
The final struggle is my last right.
"Ouch, just die!"
The warrior screamed.
Red blood flows from the heel.
"Let my bloddy leg go!"
Red blood splattered on my skull.
Wet and red blood dripping down my soulless eyes.
Is that my blood or is it his?
'Brave, a warrior who has received everything.
The being who just kicked my skull like a football.
Boom!
It looks like a few teeth in my skull fell out as I was launched into the air.
My skull flew towards Mempistocles as I laid head against head with her decapitated head,
"I love you"
Boom!
Vibration in the sky alongside a bright flash of light.
Immediately a flash-bang accompanied by a huge shockwave pushed all humans in a 10-mile radius away. A mushroom cloud of dust piled as the humans were annihilated, leaving a toxic mutated ground.
I did all I could my queen.
Goodby...
This time, this is the end.
[You've met all the requirements.]
[Changing Player.]
That was the first chapter, I hope you enjoyed it. Please add the book to your library if you can, I would sincerely appreciate it.