"I wish my sister wouldn't drag me into the lower realms' problems. Then again, I could just head down to the higher realms and just off the fucker that caused the problem that lil sis is forcing me to help by proxy… -sigh- but she won't allow that. What is the Gods' fixation on summoned beings? What use is there in selecting a being, and making them a martyr?"
In a space that is both infinite yet finite, material yet ethereal, light yet dark, a being could be seen muttering half-heartedly to itself. This being was neither beast nor man. He just is. His name, Moranti, was one whos name demanded fear and respect in the circles that were strong enough to even know about him.
Moranti, the Void Monarch is the ruler of all the Void, and feared as such. Because, from the void, all of Creation was born.Moranti has many names in the lower realms. Death, God of Order, and many more. Within the Void, are all the souls of the dead from the lower and higher realms. The last place in a souls journey is the Void, where souls find their final resting place to be wiped into a blank slate in the Lethe, the river of souls, before they're sent back into the Bhava-Cakra. (A/N Buddhist wheel of Reincarnation.)
With a heavy sigh, Moranti reaches out his hand and plucks 10 souls from the Lethe. Looking into the souls, Moranti tosses a couple back in and removes the same amount from the Lethe until he was satisfied with the souls.
"I refuse to send a childe to their unjust death with promises of a rewarding life. I'll do this my way."
With the souls in one hand, he clenched his hand as hard as he could, forcing the souls to merge into one.
"With this, my childe will have the strongest soul in the lower realm. Now for a body.. let's see. Where is the childe going? Oh its going to Prana. Then, a human body will likely be the best body." Bringing his other hand up, he breathed out a small whirlpool of the basic elements of Creation onto his palm. When the whirlpool died down, a human body could be seen lying lifelessly. Satisfied, he brought his hands closer and guided the soul into the body.
"Now, what else was it my lil sis wanted wanted me to do? Something about imparting knowledge into the childe? Bah. Inefficient. I'll just grant the childe affinity with the void, and include a soul construct to assist my childe."
Getting slightly excited, Moranti looks through time and space at a backward planet at the edge of the lower realm called Earth. Despite only having one intelligent race, the planet is the source of Moranti's entertainment. Yes, thats right. Moranti is an avid web novel, light novel, anime, and Manga enthusiast. One can only imagine what the reactions of the gods in the higher realm would be. But, can you blame him? Even an omnipotent being needs a source of entertainment.
Plucking a soul from the lethe, Moranti splits a part of his essence and molds it and the soul together like clay. All that was left when he was finished, was a small blue ball. Satisfied, he brought the blue ball to the body's head, and dropped it on its forehead. With a dim blue glow, the construct melded with the body's soul.
"There. I'm excited to see what my childe will do. That's right, let's wake them up. Rise."
With a rush of energy from the surroundings, the body started groaning. Slowly, the childe opened its eyes and attempted to look around but was unable to see anything.
"Ah, I should've considered the childe wouldn't be able to comprehend the void and myself."
With a thought, the body was transported to a white space, and across from it, was a being cloaked in shadow that seemed to evaporate in clouds of mist. No features could be seen, except that the form was likely bipedal, with 2 arms and 1 head that was hooded in darkness.
Moranti and the human stared at each other for several moments. One hopeful, the other blankly. Bringing a hand to his face, Moranti realized the childe was nothing but a blank slate. With his other hand, he reached out and tapped between the childe's eyes. With a flash of dark light, awareness could finally be seen in it's eyes.
Confused, the human looked around and finally back at Moranti, it said "who.. who am i?"
"Patience, childe. All in time. You can say that I am your father. Now, as a human, you have two choices ahead of you as a male or a female. Look into your mind and choose the form you're most comfortable with."
Obediently, they closed their eyes and within moments, the body started shifting between forms. First, to a voluptuous figure, then to a large masculine body, to a small male child, then to a teenage woman. Slowly, the changes started slowing down and the appearance of the body stopped on the figure of a male, with the appearance around 20 years old, with smooth pale skin, dark black hair, and an androgynous face.
"Childe, as you have finalized your body, I bestow you with the name, Titus. I have uploaded common knowledge from earth about Reincarnation genres and related tropes. Now, say or think "system" and you'll have access to a page that quantifies your soul and bodily abilities into numbers called stats. Any questions?"
'System'
Name- Titus
Class- Overlord of Death
Level- 1
HP: 100
MP: 1000
(Average human has no higher than a 5 on any given stats. Does not include talented individuals or those from other races)
STR: 5
AGI: 7
END: 5
PER:15
INT: 20
WIS: 50
Soul (exclusive stat): 50
Affinity:
Void: the void is the source of the universe. All primal affinites originate from the void, and so do you. Able to wield all elemental affinities, to include time and space. There is no inherent weakness to any of the affinity types.
Abilities/Skills
Void Bolt: 50 mana. Fires a bolt of void energy. High cost, but makes up for it in firepower. Scales with INT
Raise Dead: 100 mana. Saturates a corpse with energy from the void to create a mindless servant. Acts on instinct and incapable of following complicated orders. Number controllable Scales with WIS. (0/10)
Loyal Follower: 1000 mana. Saturates a corpse with energy from the void, and pulls a soul from the Lethe. Limitless potential. Can grow along with the host. Turns a corpse into a loyal Follower. Depending on species or state of corpse, determines what kind of Follower will be created. Amount obtainable scales with skill level. (0/2)
Conceal status: (Rank EX) Keeps everyone and everything from seeing your true status, or from seeing anything about you. Host can set a fake status that all who inspect you will see.
Appraising Eye: (Rank EX) grants ability to appraise items and to see stats and name of a sentient being/monster. Skills can be seen, but only if you're close in level or higher in level.
Class description- One who should not exist. Born from the void, the Overlord harnesses the power of death. In Death, there is Order. In life, there is Chaos. The Overlord is more focused towards quality over quantity, unlike the average Necromancer. The Overlord is destined for greatness.