The Slayer was on his knee and bawled out his fears and loneliness that had became his source of weakness -
Aldritch waited for some moments, but it felt like an eternity of penitence for the viking.
In due time he sobered up and look upon his new warlord with a renewed gaze of discipline and fearlessness.
" May i know who you truly are, Warlord Aldritch? "
Jigmeh maintained his compulsion - while he wished to be brave, he couldn't help but be nervous about his new deeds and mission in life. What he must do to appease this person he will now serve?
' I'm someone who need your strength, Slayer of Monsters. People that must to be protected and i will grant you those responsibilities. '
"...I heed your words, i'm willing to be your strength and fulfill all of your commandment. "
' No, you are a mortal, never assume to be able to protect everyone, as you swore to me. Protect those that you are able to reach with one's own might. '
Aldritch reprimanded him, since he only want to honor Yrel's wish - he had to be realistic to the Slayer as much as possible,
Making him shoulder everything is not his wish nor hers.
It will be him to share that burden as well.
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[ Notice: The Creator has completed the assignment given by the system. ]
[ 'The Second on the Twelveth' ]
[ Estimation: Delighted! ]
[ Redeem the rewards ? ]
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" Delighted? "
Aldritch took a notice toward that gesture of change,
While it a strange condition he had fulfilled he knew that it's better to remain ignorant for now.
' Yes, give me those rewards '
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[The Creator will now gain access to these benefits: ]
< First tier of Mystical Path >
< Presence: Red Grade >
< Two deca stat increase (Non-Special) >
[ As the will of system's faith, the system will request a systematic feature. ]
[ PENDING REQUEST...]
[ NOTICE: ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ has granted the system's request. ]
[ The system's features has increased! ]
[ The system's recommendation: < Eldritch's influence > ]
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" Uhm, i didn't do anything right? How come there is so many things appearing in front of me now? "
Aldritch was flabbergasted, this is sincerely giving him PTSD apropos to the first meeting with the system.
It was more complicated than he had expected, as if it updated from version 8 to 10 computer from that stand point!
" Sigh, calm down. I have to get used to this, if i can't even adapt to these new features, "
" I'm going to be called an old-timer again! "
" System, show me the 'Eldritch's Influence' "
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[ Eldritch's Influence ]: < System Grade >
[ Condition: Target must be a newly recruited unit ]
[ Consume system's mana upon usage ]
[ Description: The Creator 'Aldritch' upon gaining a unit, is able to grant it '3 skills' from the discarded or the current lineup, the unit will assimilate the skills, befitting to their own path. ]
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"Pardon, am i seeing this correctly - or are you just cheating at this point?"
Aldritch couldn't help but chuckle to himself, the system was geniunely cheating!
He can just empower his units at will upon recruiting them, this is a geniune 'GG' for any fairness left.
With reference to 'Erudite', he could tell that this skill is a monster in term of future development,
His units are flexibility are higher in celing now.
"...While i have an idea on how to use it, "
" I'll ask for the man's consent, his own will is important to me as well. "
Aldritch rebuked and shook his head at his delusional fantasies - while it would be awesome to give the optimal skills for his new unit, it has a free will and history with him.
It was not his place to decide his future.
' Jigmeh, i'll let you decide your path. You may read these and pondered carefully on three options, '
' And i'll grant you these power, i cannot take away that remaining sentience upon serving me. '
He whispered to him in a soft tone, while it might have creeped anyone out.
To the Slayer now, it was quite soothing as he became assimilated into Aldritch's arsenal of units.
" Understood! I'll choose according to my desires and to be useful to you, that i vow! "
The Viking declared as the tides of chaotic sea consumed his vision, he only saw darkness and an unending depth to this weight -
His feet were only falling continiously and were in a limbo.
However, as he returned his gaze at the lord,
There it was a strange floating ray of luminance.
He could comprehend it as it was familiar to him as these runic writing and an experienced remedy.
'Ah, this is what he feels...'
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== HELP HIM ==
[ Erudite ]
[ Shadow Glimpse ]
[ Venom Guard ]
[ Gigantism ]
[ Yig's Curse ]
[ Death Flayer ]
[ Haamox's Gift ]
[ Ebon's Warsong ]
[ Exsufflation ]
[ Siren's Transformation ]
[ Manus Spirit ]
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Jigmeh carefully took his time to comprehend each and everyone of these individually - Since he was taught to read by his wise mother, there wasn't any issue that could restraint him.
But what shall he choose that will assist his warlord the best?
He truly believe he had the strength, but what else?
As he emphasized on his will and purpose - he realized that his warlord told him to be honest about himself?
If so, then it wasn't difficult to overcome this hurdle.
He picked the '3' he wanted, it will compliment his lackings and help his lord that he will gamble on.
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[ Selection:
[ Assimilate? ]
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" By all means, give me the strength! "
With the desperate cries of the Slayer, his being was embraced by a tempting abyss that mutilate and twist his body neverlike he had ever ...his unrememberable self is remade and betwixt of madness and his unending carnivorous rage.
Fleshy amalgamation that his mortal self once were - skewered and marrow tissues that obeyed unfalliably to all deformation and gellatinously consumed itself to be reborn!
**
Aldritch witnessing this transformation could only silently pray for the brave fighter - as lingering and fateful it was, he was soon given a prompt that he didn't expect yet was so cliche at the same time.
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[ WARLORD, GIVE THIS ONE A NAME. ]
< The Creation is awaiting your input. >
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"I see, your former mother has told me about your name"
Aldritch recalled in his mind as he worn the rememberance of a woman that were rich in his mind - one and the other, kindness and beauty in his memories.
" As Yrel, i shall give you the most fearsome name - as my summon in this world and the strength of my future army! "
'JIGASH'
'THE FEAR MANIFEST'
The eldritch creature trembled as it has been given a new name and purpose - the soil trembled and the darkened sky rained ichor of blackened depth.
Prior to Aldritch could get a glimpse at Jigash, the ground shattered beneath him like mirror and he could only glimpse at the falling earth and cloud that followed him.
[ Creator, the summon has concluded therefore you will be removed from this world in 3...2...-]
"W-Wait! What about Jigash? I promised to watch his journey, don't end it here damn it!!! "
Aldritch boomed in resentment, but it was as futile to refusing mortality itself as his vision returned to the desolate wasteland that he once stood.
His emotions flickered, his turmoil was understandable - because he had promised something and he is unable to fulfill it.
He demanded and remarks lots of verbal remarks such as 'return', 'resummon' or any sort of systematic command he concievably remember on top of his frenzied state.
But before he could curse the system anymore - it retorted and torched his eyes with these prompt that reversed his actions.
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[ Notice: The entity 'Jigash' is asking permission for the User's conciousness. ]
[ Granting permission? ]
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"...Of course, i will. "
Aldritch replied softly with no hesitation, perhaps ever since he became connected Jigash in some way - he occupied a place to be an important family member to him now.
[ Running diagnostics... ]
[ 'Jigash' memories synchronizing with the user's... ]
[ Simulation begins... ]
**
Thousands of Longships roaring on the abyssal seas - vikings and valkyries stood side by side clanking their shield and swords.
Many wearing helms with fervor of battle - they were ferocious and expressions reminicising of a kraken teeth.
Their cries shook the crashing sky that reverberate the apocalyptic seas that traverse in this place, the swirling death and hel itself!
The middle of the horde were the biggest longship, there he stood against their enemies,
A bearded man that wore the distinct nosehelm that fear any who opposed him!
Next to him was an aged woman that full of scars and an eyepatch -
They were an immense battle hardened and only barbarous spirit that overwhelming their enemies can be discerned.
Their thousands piling upon the blackened sea were the enemies clad in green and scale semblance of a half-man and half fish,
It was clear either side has to perish!
The bearded nosehelm viking boomed with killing intent as he leaped toward the enemies and his fellow men row their ships to follow their warlord to battle.
**
A bed has flat on the back of the elderly valkyrie that surely were succumbing to the natural cycle of life - It was her time to depart from the living world, holding her hands were a beloved husband and childrens.
He did not blame her, he loved her with his wounded and cherished heart - he served an unknown god who he cannot see nor hear, but it made him happy nonetheless.
the home was happy and lived a life that cherish each other,
Now they must return to that god - that's what he believed and she will wait for him on the other side.
Tears were rolling down her cheeks as with last memory of her living were her childrens, whether it's the green inhuman adopted childrens or by blood.
Her affection and his extends equally to all of them - her only regrets was him being lonely a little while longer...
Her vision faded but that's not the end of the story as the grave erected next to another beloved woman were mourned all the same.
Leaving only the lonely and grey elderly bearded viking kneeling on his own in the desolate graveyard that were the place were filled with tragedy and attachment.
Aldritch who witnessed all of these events could only watch in silence with his palm sweating and shaking and clouded eyes - there was no words to describe such emotions,
It was a one of the most bittersweet tale he had seen yet.
**
*huff*
*gasp*
He breathe and took a pungent sigh - He didn't expect to be so invested in a mere summoning ritual, from the time it took him seems to be about 6 hours he had left.
But it was worth it - he did what's necessary and that's made him sastified with those time he had spent.
He soon recalled the name that were engraved into his existence.
One so fearsome, it known none that it feared.
" Jigash, are you there? "
Aldritch commanded within the depth of his soul, he can discerned the slumbering warlord that were awaiting his calls.
" My warlord, it has been a lifetime. "
A familiar towering presence appeared in front of Aldritch -
It was a large creature wearing a faceless nosehelm that hides it's facial appearance.
The silky beard were transformed into tentacles and appendages that seems to have self conciousness and other-worldly properties like a ghastly kraken.
It wears a familiar hide armor with belts and axe on the naturally bodily and unbelievable veins that is oozing with strength.
The brutish body that were once mortal human became a mass of slimy yet steeling toughness.
It kneeled with unwavering mass and ghoulish presence of ancient proportions.
Yes, this was the familiar creature he had known - in its full glory.
" Yes, it has been a while - you look fearsome today. "
Aldritch naturally couldn't help but humor himself in gleeful grandeur and aspirations for his future.
'What an outrageous monster i have summoned. '
He had accepted the new 'monstrosity' that was Jigash.