As I stared at the glowing description of the Ring of Retribution, a whirlwind of thoughts raced through my mind weighing out the benefits that came after wearing the ring and consequences that I had to bear after enjoying the benefits.
Looking at the ring always created a pool of conflicting thoughts not letting me conclude the fate of this ring. But admist the chaos of conflicting thoughts and emotions, one truth remained clear: the path to greatness was fraught with peril, yet it was a path that I was willing to tread. With a sense of determinatiin burning in my heart, I made my decision.
The allure of its power was undeniable, promising unparalled strength as well as the mastery over arcane arts. Yet, the ominous warning of constant attacks gnawed at the edges of my consciousness, not letting me forget the dangers that lurked within. But now the ominous warning had little effect on me. I had already steeled my resolve, willing to take on the risk that came with the powers that ring of retribution provided.
With the dungeon exploration team standing before me, awaiting my decision, I knew for a fact that the choice I make would have far-reaching consequences.
To wield the ring meant embracing its curse and facing the warth of both the living and the dead. But to cast it aside would be to forsake an opportunity to ascend to unparalled heights of power.
Gazing at the skeleton soldier that was holding the ring of retribution in its bony hand, I could sense its unwavering loyalty awaiting my command with silent obedience.
It held the ring out to me, offering its discovery as a testament to our shared journey through the depths of the dungeon. But the decision to accept or reject the ring ultimately rested with me. And I had already favored the decision of accepting the ring.
In the midst of my contempletion, a sense of urgency gnawed at the edges of my consciousness. As the countdown to the player ranking drew ever closer, each passing moment diminishing the time available for deliberation. Every decision mattered, every action carried weight and every minute that passes held great importance.
Letting the fate decide whether I achieve greatness or fall on the path towards greatness, steadying my breath, I reached out and grasped the ring from the skeleton soldier's outstretched hand.
DO YOU WANT TO EQUIP THE RING OF RETRIBUTION ??
Y / N
As I thought of wielding the ring, mechanical voice sounded asking for my final decision. Without wasting much of my precious time, I directly thought "Yes I want to equip the ring."
Without any delay the ring flew towards me and merged with one of my branches.
RING OF RETRIBUTION FUSES WITH ITS OWNER AND CAN NOT BE TAKEN OUT TILL DEATH OF THE USER....
FUSING .... 1 %
After the system prompt appeared, I suddenly felt my consciousness being sucked by something. I wanted to resist it but was not able to do anything.
After a while I blacked out. I still had consciousness and could think but there was nothing but darkness infront of my eyes. I could not even determine how much time had passed. It felt like I was a lost man all alone floating in the void where even light could not reach waiting to get to a destination.
Suddenly some images started flashing infront of my eyes. I wanted to discern what those pictures signified but the pictures were moving too fast for my eyes to catch anything. Some time passed in this state. Some more time passed. A lot of time passed but I still could not determine how much time had passed.
As I was thinking ways of getting back, a picture that was moving stopped infront of me and suddenly started getting biggger. As the picture was getting bigger and bigger, I was again sucked inside the picture and saw a very gruesome scene.
A very desolate area that spanned miles across held nothing but the dead bodies of various beasts. The beast that I had previously encountered was laying in the ground like they were some flies and were swatted down on the ground. Every type of beast could be seen laying on the ground lifeless.
Mountains of dead bodies everywhere and on the peak of highest mountain that seemed to have the largest of the dead beasts rested a throne fully made out of bones. On the throne sat a being enshrouded in darkness. Even though I was not physically present here, he gave off a feeling of opressing everything under his sight. He was like a monarch of darkness that nobody could ever defy.
The mountain that contained the throne was surrounded by an army of skeletons soldiers, archers and riders. There were other type of skeletons that I could did not know about too. All were kneeling infront of the mountain like they were offering prayers to their god.
Everything present here worshipped the being and those who did not worship him had already died becoming a part of the mountains. Nothing could defy the being nor could anything question it. It stayed put on the throne like god of death overseeing the mountains of dead bodies.
Suddenly the being moved his head and looked at the place where I was hiding. In the next second I found myself flying towards the being and stopped infront of him.
" A soul of a human, body of a tree spirit an intresting being. " The monarch of darkness looked at me without any restraint. It felt like I was a naked person being inspected from head to toe without my consent.
" I am Blane, the creator and the first wielder of the ring of retribution. Oh new successor of the ring, do you not know the consequences of weilding the ring ?"
The being sitting on the throne was Blane himself. A lot of questions had appeared on my mind since I came here but I could not gather enough courage to ask those. I stayed silently without knowing what to do for a while.
" Answer me my successor ! " seemingly annoyed from my silence, Blane wanted an answer.
" Yes, I know the consequences of bearing this ring. " I blurted out without thinking much. I was complaining in my heart about wanting to ask some questions too but could not say anything. If anything I said angered the person infront of me, it could mean sudden death.
Blane looked at me for a while in shock and confusion. Some time passed and Blane suddenly started laughing.
" HAHAHAHAHA . A fiesty successor. Good Good. Use my ring to its full potential and show the world what the meaning of being successor to Blane is. "
" I know you have a lot of questions for me but now is not the time. You are too weak to ask any questions now, but you have the ring. Use it well grow stronger and we shall meet again in the future. " Blane said in a serious tone. It felt like he was urging me to prepare for something.
After Blane stopped talking I suddenly blacked out again and opened my eyes due to the sound from the mechanical voice.
RING OF RETRIBUTION FUSION COMPLETED...
HIDDEN QUEST COMPLETED.....
TITLE OF SUCCESSOR OF BLANE ACHIEVED...
DING .... LEVEL UP ....
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