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*9Ether World*
*Hollie Continent*
*Cattlin Town*
*Step*
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.""Man, could this kid be anymore dumb"".
.""Hahaha, I know right, walking into a back ally in the middle of the night, wow, this is a new level stupid"".
The group of ruffians preying on Navir blocked off the entrance as they laughed at how easy this operation was going to be.
Coming up to the front was their leader, she had long blue hair, dark blue eyes, wore expensive leather armor and carried a sword on her waist band.
Standing before the still turnt back of Navir she had a serious expression on her face."My name is Ria, one of the members of Horse Hoof, kid, you felt us coming didn't you, why didn't you run."She said with tightly nit eyebrows."Arrogance perhaps?."
."..you are simply no threat to me."Navir said turning around, his eyes were cold and ruthless, he clenched and unclench his fist several times."But to be sure, I will eliminate you anyway."
."You bastard!"". .""Let's get this brat"".
Ria recoiled slightly, her underlings got furious at that and tried to rush Navir but she raised her hand stopping them, her expression solemn.
."Is that so, but did you think it would be easy, even an elephant can be killed by a million ants, don't you think."Ria said keeping her hand raised, she was completely on guard.
Something in her soul was telling her to just leave, but how could she, she would instantly lose all respect among her men, she had already fought long and hard too, so many sacrifices, especially being a woman.
."Are there a million of you?."Navir asked tilting his head, he pointed to her men."1, 2, 3...10..15...19..., you don't seem to be able to kill an elephant."
Ria was stunned at that for a moment then her teeth clenched down with a loud sound."Are you mocking me, alright I'll show you then, boys teach this kid a lesson in actual reality."She said in a tone laced with venom.
.""With pleasure!"".
With the force of a hundred horses Ria's eager ruffians rushed at Navir with the intent to mess him up badly and show him his rightful place in the world, as trash.
."You are not a million ants yet you still walk to the elephant, how could you not be crushed, I'll do this town a favor."Navir said as his fingers bent into a claw, his knees bent also as he stared straight at Ria with eyes like cold metal.
*Shhhh*!
*Fsh*
*Spurt*!!!
.""Aghh!"".
With single swipe of his hands a head was in the air spraying fountains of blood all of his companion and stunning them making some fall down losing balance.
."It's over."Navir said seeing them get distracted and hesitant, he moved again summoning his broken basic sword and started killing everything in sight, the man closest to him got chopped in half in a single swing.
Navir dodged a weak kick and cut off his foot and arms, then cut him right down the middle sending blood and guts flying everywhere, he rolled on the ground getting out of their encirclement having a clear path to Ria.
Ria was frozen like a bag of peas, she couldn't even move right now, her feet was planted to the ground in shock, Navir glanced at her once sending a chill down her spine but he looked away.
He didn't even care about her at all she thought, he turned to her now cornered men, who where all in shell-shock, some even sat in silence in their comrades blood, bones and internal organs.
.""...no..no....NO...NO PLEASE..I DON'T WANT TO DIE, I HAVE A FAM-AGHH!?!!"".
..""AHHHHHHHHGGHHG!!!"".
Navir didn't hear any pleas, but actually no, he did hear them, he just didn't care, do you know how many times he had heard the same pleas yet he killed anyway, he'd learnt his lesson before, it cost him one of his people but he learnt it anyway.
As the protector of your people, if someone threatens you, they not only threat you they also threatened your people, so erase them and feel no regret, for you saved your peoples lives.
In just a matter of a few seconds the only ones left standing in the alley was a blood soaked Navir and a trembling Ria, around them was nothing but a pool of blood and a small mountain of corpses.
The stenched of the warm blood created an atmosphere of bloody warfare though it was mild in Navir's opinion.
Navir now looked at Ria with the same cold eyes he mercilessly killed her men with, eyes like frozen diamonds built, transformed and made to massacre and steal from life like a Reaper.
."...is..there anyway..you can...forgive me..."Ria's gaze was fixed to the group of corpses as her body shook like a leaf in the wind, the very essence of dread could be felt from her.
Navir walked over to her slowly yet steadily, and almost purposely his footsteps hit the ground with a thud echoing in the dark alley, then he stopped right infront of her looking down as he towered her beautiful figure.
."If you were a million ants, would you forgive the elephant?."Navir asked her gently as he raised her chin gently with his finger, he gazed into her dull eyes with tenderness.
Ria opened her mouth to say yes but instinctively her eyes glanced down and unfortunately that sealed her fate, before she could say a word she felt a warm liquid running down to her stomach.
Navir looked her dead in the eyes and she stared back with a lost expression, with a distant look of disbelief she slowly brought her head down, she felt like she was looking at someone else's life.
Ria couldn't believe that this was happening to her, after all she went through from a little girl till now, being tossed on the streets at age 7, with no one to look after her and having to find a way to survive.
Looking back on it now her past was a brutal one stitched with threads of suffering, cruelty, and her own descent into madness and warmth of hell fire.
From the age of seven, she was cast out onto the unforgiving streets, with nothing but the clothes on her body she was left to fend for herself amidst a world that showed no mercy to the niave.
Alone and vulnerable she faced the horrors of a merciless existence.
Tossed into the clutches of ruthless criminals who saw her as nothing more than a pawn in their sadistic games she was exploited and abused, her innocence defiled creating wounds that scarred her very soul.
When she was 14 years old, after being passed around like a worthless mutt she made up her mind, it must never happen again.
She had to survive, it forced her to abandon any semblance of good and righteousness as the streets became her battleground.
Her purpose in life became to live, in that endeavor she became a master manipulator, exploiting others to ensure her own survival.
She seized control whenever she could, stepping on anyone who could get in her way, leaving behind a trail of shattered trust and broken hearts.
Desperation drove her to commit unspeakable acts, staining her soul with guilt and remorse, she became entangled in a web of deceit, willing to sacrifice anyone who stood in the path of her own self-preservation.
Slowly for her the lines between right and wrong, good and evil became blurred justifying her own actions with the twisted logic of survival.
With every passing day, she ventured further into darkness, it was a darkness that enveloped her, suffocating any flicker of compassion or empathy.
She did what she had to, manipulating, blackmailing, and betraying those who ended up caring, the innocent suffered at her hands, their lives forever torture by her cold touch.
Her involvement with the Horse Hoof organization only deepened her descent into the abyss, she remembered their first meeting, it was the first time she was truly recognized for all she had been through.
They gave her an offer, join them and one day she will gain absolute power alongside them as they conquered the world.
They then gave her a taste and it was marvelous, she reveled in the power it bestowed upon her, relishing in her role as a leader.
Together with her team, she orchestrated calculated and merciless operations, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake.
Fear and chaos became her allies as she rose through the ranks, the darkness within her growing stronger with every act of brutality and soon she will reach the level where she could truly call herself a powerhouse of Horse Hoof.
But as she looked back on her life, there was still a shred of remorse buried deep within her hardened heart.
A voice that whispered of the innocence she once possessed, long lost amidst the horrors she had embraced.
She knew she was not one that should warrant pity or sympathy, for she was a perpetrator of pain and suffering as much as she was a victim.
Yet, within the darkest recesses of her soul, a flicker of redemption remained, a glimmer of hope that she might find a way to rise above the malevolence that had festered within her.
The path she had trodden was steeped in blood and tears, but perhaps, just perhaps, there was a chance for her to set things right, to break free from the tyranny of her own past.
But alas, it seems fate was as merciless as it was fair, it was too late for her, maybe she should've listened to that inner voice telling her to stop.
Listened to that screeching of her soul begging her to run away no matter what, the very survival instincts she had built, protected and preserved, she had ignored, now it was over.
As her life flashed before her eyes, she gazed upon the warm hand that penetrate her cold chest and clenched upon her darken heart, though she was in pain and frighten at what possibly layed ahead for her, she can't say she wasn't relieved.
In a way, she was saved, not only her also the countless other lives she would have taken in her own selfishness, now she could finally rest at ease and be at peace.
Ria fell backwards hitting the ground solidly, her vision blurred and darken as she felt her story coming to conclusions, as she faded the last thing she saw was the young man's face.
Unlike previously, he was no longer cold or merciless, from his right eye a single tear fell dripping on her chilling body.
.'I wonder..was that for me?.'Those were Ria's last thoughts as her soul disappeared from the world never to return again.
Navir stood still, his face still calm but the tear continued to trail down his face, as he felt her beating heart, he saw a dream, a story of a dark shadowy figure, a tale quite close to his own, at the end, all he felt was pity.
."I wonder, who that was, like me..."Navir murmured as he wiped the tear away, he lift his feet but froze.
[*Pingu* Killed 20 humans, one lv.23 and others below, calculating....]
[Reward:21,200 Exp]
[Level Up]
[Level Up]
[Level Up]
[Level Up]
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[*Pingu* Leveled Up 12 Times, Stat Point Rewarded:180]
[Overlord Overwrite]
[*Pingu*Stat Points Rewarded: 180 × 2 = 360]
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Navir gazed at the notification for a bit, then glanced down to the human corpses, that was totally not supposed to happen.
He scratched his head, then he was on his way again, stepping over the corpse of Ria he continued down the street.
With blood covering his body and leaving a trail with his every step he walked on without distraction, he came out here with a purpose and nothing will deter it.
After a few minutes of walking Navir realized he was getting closer and closer to the outskirts of the town, yet still no sign, he looked high and low, stopping by every Inn he could, yet they've heard of no such person.
Navir then stopped, standing still for just a moment, taking in the darkness of the night he closed his eyes, then with a snap he opened his eyes and stared right at a trash filled alley way.
He walked on over calmly stopping by its entrance as he gazed down, a sigh escaping his lips, before him tightly curled in a ball was the very one he was searching for, Nancy.
She was shivering in the cold of the night as her bunny ears fold downward blocking the winds from her neck, the corner of her eyes was damp sharing stories of her crying.
Without saying a word he scooped her up in his arms ignoring the dirt from her and the blood from his own body, he glanced down at her still sleeping face, so vulnerable and fragile.
And as if feeling his warmth she snuggled more into his embrace and rubbed her face into his chest.
.""..S..ir.."".
Nancy mumbled under her breath as she smiled, her eyes cracked open but she was still asleep, Navir looked up at the night sky as he walked along with her bringing her back to the Inn.
Not caring for hiding he walked directly into the Inn, the first person he buts was the elderly fox lady, she was shocked seeing all the blood.
."Oh my God, what happened, are you two ok, oh no come in quickly."The elderly fox Martha spoke with surprise as she quickly dropped the broom in her hand and rushed to him.
She seeing that Navir had gone out so late became worried that something might happen to him so she stood up waiting till he return just to check on him, now this happened.
."We're not hurt..."Navir said calmly as he allowed her to check on them, his gaze remained clear as he looked at Nancy in his arms."Can you please take care of her for me, I'll pay you."
Fox elder Martha looked upset at his words."What money, do I look like that type of person, come up stairs quickly this girl is getting a fever."She said but her angry tone and actions portrayed different things as she pulled on his shirt leading him upstairs.
She brought them to her own room and got Navir to place Nancy on the bed, she then hurriedly ran downstairs coming back with cup with green tea, she took a cloth and dipped it in the cup.
."Can I ask you to leave, I have to remove her clothes to wipe down her body and get this blood off her, you can use my hot water downstairs in my private bath."Fox elder Martha said putting the green tea soaked cloth on Nancy's head.
Navir glanced once more at Nancy before doing as asked, just outside the door he stopped in thought, thinking of nothing specific, just thinking.
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*Cattlin Town Square*
*Mansion*
In a large mansion in the center of the town the essence of power, drugs and money was spilling out in tsunami like waves, one could tell just looking from outside this is where the true wealth lies.
.""What did you say, you can't reach Ria?"".
In the dimly lit room on a sofa, a fat powerful man exuding an intimidating presence sat, he had pitch black eyes, a prominent mustache, and short greasy hair to his neck, but still he commanded attention.
On either side of him, two beautiful women caressed his arms, exemplifying his authority and allure, in this scene danger permeated the air, hinting at a world of power and infamy.
Kneeling before the dominant figure, a man in impressive armor exuded loyalty and strength, his silver plate mail, adorned with intricate designs, gleamed in the dim room.
With gray eyes reflecting resolve, his scarred face told tales of battles won, holding a sword his presence symbolized unwavering fidelity, representing the intricate dynamics of power and allegiance.
.""Yes, Lord Moretti, I am unable to contact her through any means, should I go and personally investigate the matter?"".
The kneeling man said and asked calmly, his face betrayed no emotion but his words were concise and sharp like swords.
."Mmm, Damn, she was doing so good before, what could've happened?."The man name Lord Moretti said to himself with a raised eyebrow as he enjoyed his massage."Just when I am about to be promoted to King rank of Horse Hoof, do you think it has something to do with that other woman?."
At the mentioned of this mysterious other woman the kneeling man's eyes widened and an intense hatred appeared in them, bloodlust coveted the room and cast pressure on every living thing.
*Bam*!
*Bam*!
The two women beside Lord Moretti instantly collapsed not even having the chance to scream, Lord Moretti looked at them as he scratched his head."Mm, impressive power as usual Cledric, but could you please not use that with the girls around, we were just about to have some fun."He said with a casual fatty pout perfectly unaffected by the powerful waves of magic.
."Oh, my apologies lord, just remembering that woman again, I lost control, forgive my insolence."Cledric said bowing his head deeper, but his body had yet to fully release the tension.
Lord Moretti jiggly his flabby chin in thought, then his eyes grew firm."Alright, I give permission, for the crime of not immediately responding to the summons of a Lord, execute her, oh also find her replacement."He order with a presence of dominion.
."As you command Lord Moretti, I will extinguishe the flame of the insolent whore, how dare she treat you this way after you graciously took her in."Cledric said with a tranquil gaze as he stood up, a sword on his hip and a dangerous crystalline aura coating his body.
Lord Moretti smiled as he watched Cledric leave, he spread his arms wide covering the sofa back, then he sighed."The world has been getting a bit boring lately, I need some entertainment."He said casually as a glint of pure darkness flashed in his eyes.