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Scion followed closely behind Zeraph as they walked into an old, rickety, rundown building. Zeraph's torch brightly burned as it lit the stairway. They continued to descend deep into a sealed basement. Upon the sealed door, Zeraph undid the seal with his silver knife. It was the key to opening the door.
With loud creaking sounds, the door rumbled and opened. Zeraph noticed in the middle of the dark room an empty wooden chair stood in place. Hundreds of candle lights flickered on one by one around the chair. A few moments later, a ghostly apparition appeared and sat in the chair. Its body was transparent, with only its ghastly face showing clearly. Its broken crown lopped on the side of its head. His eyes were pitch black.
"S-S-Sir. This is not a wise p-p-place to be," said Scion in fright. He inched backwards towards the stairs, ready to bolt. Danger was something he knew too well, and this apparition radiated with dark powers.
Zeraph ignored him and walked toward the ghost with confident steps. He was here on a mission, and something like this did not scare him.
"I came here to bring back what was once lost," said Zeraph to the apparition. It stared back at him with eyes like empty voids.
"W….What…..ha..ve….I….lost?" said the apparition in a monotonous voice.
"Your kingdom, your honor, and your people, your highness, and I have brought back your salvation," said Zeraph. His hands clenched into fists.
"Sho..w…me…thy proof," said the apparition with a dreary voice. His eyes flickered as if it was remembering something very important.
Zeraph nodded and motioned Scion forward. "Scion. Come here."
"Sir Zeraph…" squeaked Scion in fright. He was shaking, but his legs were frozen in place.
"I said come here!" said Zeraph sternly as he pointed in front of the apparition. He was not going to tolerate insubordination from this rascal. If Scion didn't arrive in a couple of seconds, he was ready to grab him by the scruff and throw him towards the apparition.
Scion walked forward dejectedly. His hands and legs trembled uncontrollably. He did not know how long his legs would hold up before he collapsed.
"I have brought you a life," said Zeraph as he looked towards the apparition. He was satisfied with Scion's action and decided to not beat him later.
"A.h…a…young….life…how I waited…for this day. Give him to me," said the apparition. His black, transparent hands slowly rose up and pointed towards Scion.
"S-Sir!?" Scion's eyes went wide with fear.
"Go!" Zeraph shouted coldly. He disliked when his orders were questioned. Scion wanted to run but he could not disobey. In the flickering candlelight, Scion cautiously walked towards the apparition. Scion instinct screamed at him to run away, but the blood contract made it difficult to disobey Zeraph. As Scion got closer, the candle lights blew out. In a blink of an eye the apparition appeared right in front of Scion's face.
"You'll do nicely." The apparition smiled, and a foul, rotting smell of death entered Scion's nose.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed Scion as he fell backwards and desperately tried to scramble away. An ancient, green, magic circle lit up underneath Scion. Black wisps of smoke hovered around Scion's body and whips of ropes restrained him. He gasped for air as the ghostly smoke entered into him through his mouth, nose, and eyes.
"Karggggggggggggggh." Scion eyes rolled backwards and his back arched. Black smoke entered through every pore of his body, immobilizing him. His veins pulsated and throbbed up underneath his skin.
Scion collapsed onto the ground. Zeraph walked towards Scion and stood over him with a hardened expression. Scion's eyes slowly opened; they became pitch black. His head pulled back, his jaw open in a silent scream.
"Kyahahahahahahah! I'm free!!" The boy's voice changed into a deeper husky tone, and he laughed evilly.
"No. Now you obey me," said Zeraph as he brandished his sword at Scion's throat.
"What?!" yelled the apparition inside Scion. A strong force of energy came out from Scion's body and forced Zeraph back. His hands rose forward to block the blast of energy. Thousands of cracks formed all around the walls from the sheer pressure the possessed Scion gave off. Dark aura-like tentacles whipped erratically towards Zeraph.
"You dare?!" said the possessed Scion as it floated up over Zeraph's body. Zeraph pulled out his contract with Scion and showed it to the possessed apparition.
"This is the contract between Scion and I. He is contracted to me and you who inhabit his body follow my rules or your existence is forfeit!" commanded Zeraph. Even a dead king could not disobey his contract. Red lines appeared on Scion skin, restraining the dead king.
"GAHHHHHHHHHHHH! HOW DARE YOU!" screamed the possessed Scion as it cringed in pain. It had nowhere to run; it was now trapped inside a child's body.
"Go back to sleep, fallen King Diadem! Until I call for you, you are not allowed to harm that child!!" Zeraph roared with power. A swoosh of wind blew across Scion's body, and he fell. Zeraph caught Scion.
You have gained a special job class Mirage Hunter, an old book, 100 gold, and a gold key.
Quest updated.
The Fallen King Diadem's secret job
The ancient text found in the ruin of Eastern Kingdom of Diadem. The once powerful kingdom has fallen from an ancient race that has somehow disappeared from history. There's a rumor that the fallen King of Diadem is the key to awakening the lost art. Capturing him alive has given you access to new knowledge. Search for the ancient texts of Mirage Hunter arts.
Difficulty Level: CRequirements: Have the ancient contract skill.Reward: Unknown.
Scion opened his eyes and looked up towards Zeraph.
"Sir Zeraph?" asked Scion, confused. "What happened to the ghost?" He peered around the dark room. There was nothing. He now felt safe.
"Not bad, kid. Not bad," said Zeraph as he patted Scion on his head, "Let's get you something to eat." He lowered Scion down to the ground.
Bzzt~ Bzzt~
Zeraph's screen became static.
What's going on? He looked around, confused. Was this a possible forced ejection of the game?
Welcome, the one who walks an Illusion path.
Have you come to take my Seed?
What? How does it know? he thought and pondered for a moment.
"Yes."
Hehehehe. Very honest, aren't you?
I welcome you. You who have been hiding behind many masks.
Let us change history together.
I'll leave a seed in your hands.
A bright light flashed in front of his eyes and his vision returned back to Scion.
"Sir? Is everything okay?" Scion asked worriedly as he looked up at Zeraph.
"Yes, I'm fine. I just have a horrible headache right now. Give me a moment."
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BlackStar took off his Sense Embryo Gear and rested it upon the table.
I still have this wretched headache. It's been a week now since that day and it still hasn't disappeared, he thought as he silently cursed in his head.
This headache was stopping him from doing his work. He did not like it when his physical body hindered his job. He was a workaholic; even when he was sick he would keep on working.
"Where the hell is the seed?"
He clenched his fist in frustration.
His phone vibrated.
Two new messages were received.
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