The stains of blood had long since filled the world around him. His breaths sank heavily from his chest, and the shriek of his heart echoed clearly. He revealed his eyes, and they scorned death. His lips parted, and the Heavens rippled. It had it's eyes twisted onto him, and even still, even amongst the sea of corpses, he whispered.

"Does your heart bare the same regret I feel? Does your endless solitude, match up to my abyss. The darkness had long since caved whatever may be considered human, so forget any fear. I have many regrets, but coming here to kill you, kill your children - I feel nothing. So die."

The beast that rose to the Heavens, it's ashen coat fluttered, rippling with an intense light. It's bubbling eyes flashed in murderous intent, and it howled, and then - It fell.

Wind cut against his skin, his lifeless eyes tightened.

[Lower Dragon Cove Dungeon has been cleared.

Conquerors: Rael Lear.

Rewards: 10,000 Magic cores, vial of young magic dragon blood, draconic blade of ash.

Specialty rewards for solo clear: Skill evolution {Donated by King of Roils.}]

The man crumpled to his knees, blood spilled from his nose.

He rolled to face the endless chasm he and a great group had scaled down in hopes of treasure and glory.

He smirked, "I suppose I was still naive even at this age. I believed with nothing else, at least glory would serve well to comfort his broken heart. I should have realized, nothing could heal his absence."

[Rael Lear, [Pawn], [Lonesome fool], [Death betrayer]

Lvl: 46

Age: 52

Class: Spirit whisperer.

Skills:[Chessboard - Pawn] [Medium - spirit summon - Fire, water, wind], [Medium heal], [Advice of the dormant clansman], [Spirit evocation]

Gods observing; King of Roils [Friendship: Saving grace], King of Peleses [Friendship: Aversion of pain.], King of Gods [Understanding of your misery: Advocation of the King of Gods.]

...

Unique skill [Chessboard - Pawn] Will evolve into [Chessboard - ???]. Due to multiple evolution paths, a test of fate shall be conducted... [Chessboard - Pawn] evolves into [Chessboard - Rook]. Due to the presence of [Advocation of Kings] the skill [Chessboard] has decided to choose the evolution itself...[Chessboard - King]

Due to the skill overwriting the set sequence and presenting a unavailable status the system shall conduct relevant remuneration towards such a gift... The Conqueror [Rael Lear] is near death, and as such no penalty will be taken.

We wish you good luck.]

Demonic black flames rose from the ground, upsurping the Heavens. They roiled against the sky, and tore open a great cavity within which countless constellation's danced. A mad revolution opposed the destined death that succumbed all life. Within the twisted cosmos, the stars gathered and formed a glistening golden crown.

Feeling the sudden burst of energy, Rael's eyes brightened in a mysterious glow. From his chest, a crumbling black light began to reach towards the crown. It's countless filaments sought the only light within the eternal null, it stretched hungrily forwards without any greater will than pure intention. The crown and the light touched, and a blasphemous blade of lightning dashed across the crown and struck the black light. The black light sifted fearfully back, cowering within the darkness.

Rael's dim eyes flickered in a flash of possession, and within that short breath of clarity he fully felt the pain and fright of demise enclosing upon his life. Tears tore through his eyes, he begged as his memories flowered within his mind.

His lips mumbled, "Orien."

The black light began to writhe - pain, joy, regret blossomed within the darkness, and a flashing red light provoked a lucid dream to replace reality. A frail, fickle desire, an optimistic madness strove to conquer all that denied him his destiny.

Lights of countless stars stretched across the black light, bursting in countless demonic pull. The light dragged across the ground, heavily like a great blade, it soared upwards and clashed against the crown.

Sparkling flashes of destruction struck out in countless directions.

"Orion!"

The black light shattered the crown, and then pulled open and devoured the shards of gold.

[[Chessboard - Pawn], has superceded it's class and has become, [Chessboard - King], furthermore due to the hosts powerful intent, the specific point of return has shifted.

We wish the new world a welcome, with the birth of a new King.]

A spark of light filled all that may exist.