I picked myself up from the stone roof and I jumped down through the hatch. I quickly flicked it open like the front cover of a book. I hit the metal foundation with a bang and I ran to the door. As I opened the door, I coated my body in a mantle of thick aura and I withdrew my trident.
Outside the base, the gunshots continued. I suddenly realized: 'Fucking hell, I'm running into enemy gunfire with only fiber clothing on. How does that make any sense.'
As soon as I got out of the door, it suddenly made sense. I was fast. Faster than a bullet. Much faster than a bullet. 775 fucking speed. I was the flash and I would kill them all.
As I passed through the door, everything seemed to slow down. I could see Twon on the roof with a tommy gun, firing like a maniac. He had a bullet hole in his chest which was spurting blood, but he was smiling.
I could see bullets slowly flying towards Twon, but also out from his gun, over the gates. I ran up the wall as though gravity had no pull whatsoever on me. I grabbed Twon and dragged him to the ground from the roof.
After setting him there, I ran up and vaulted over the small stone dinosaur gateways. I could see eight of them. I had two options. I could kill them all for stats, or I could make soul slaves of them all. I figured the last choice would be the most prudent, but I was angry. I wanted to kill them all.
I sighed. It wasn't time for my base instincts to take over. I would choose the soundest option. I cast eight stands of mana out; probably faster than the speed of light. The orange strands of mana flew into their nostrils and down towards their hearts.
Each stand of mana wrapped around their hearts, and I echoed the command in each of their souls across my mana bond. There was no way for them to disobey. Their souls were bound by my orders.
I opened my eyes and sped towards them. I brought each one out of the way of the bullets flying from the auto turrets and from the bullets from Twon's tommy gun. After they were all safe, I let time pass faster and allowed my senses to become dull.
Bullets whizzed through the air, embedding in dirt where my new soul slaves stood and pounding against the metal roofs and walls of our base. I turned over to the soul slaves. Each of them looked at me with a smile on their faces. They were happy to serve me. It was a part of our relationship.m Work for me and become happy. Receive my goals and fulfill them without becoming discouraged.
There was pure silence. The soul slaves were smiling and the auto turrets had stopped shooting because they recognized the system mainframe orders to not shoot.
Twon opened the gate with a grin on his face. He looked at me with crazy eyes and a lifted tommy gun. As his finger was about to tighten on the trigger, the tribe commands kicked in. My tribe was a monarchy and he could not kill me. He had to obey me.
His finger fell from the trigger, and he dropped the gun. He stumbled forward and fell face down on the ground. He was dead. The system window made that clear.
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Hail, god who seeks pain and destruction!
*your tribemate 2209 has suffered from his wounds and has been killed. He was killed by subject 3761.*
*You have conquered the souls of eight subjects: 3761 (level 19), 4891 (level 23), 7128 (level 18), 8012 (level 24), 6042 (level 16), 8384 (level 15), 7619 (level 17), 7830 (level 22).*
You have 1,595,300/10,000,000 experience needed for level 27.
Health → 676/1,670+. Stamina → 495/1,510. Speed → 725. Weight → 348.8/3,140. Strength → 2,500. Combat Sense → 725. Mana capacity → 183/194. Mana sense → 183. Soul Willpower → 137. Soul Mana → 5,000/5,000. Divinity → 1/1.
Inventory: Soulstone, mana map, 4 bolas, 1 makeshift set, 1 laced arrow, compound bow, 18 metal arrows, 1 steel broadsword, 1 combat knife, 1 Ascendant sigil, and 1 Barrett M82 (Rare).
Skills: Mythic → Pain and Destruction. Transcendent → Murder Maniac's Soul Almanac. Ascendant → Soul Flayer and Extension of Will. Magic → Aura Implementation.
Soulbound items: Ascendant → Water Maniac's Trident. Magic → Ring of the Training Maniac.
Choose an item to replicate in the search bar if you need to.
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I moved towards his body. I would take his soul, not consume it. Even in death he would serve me. I could feel his soul fading in his body. I rested my hand on his still warm corpse. I drew his soul out and stored it by the much much more powerful one that the god who oversees death had given me. I raised my hand and burned his body to ashes.
I turned around from his body and moved closer to the others. I looked over each of them and quickly gave them names. The woman who had killed Twon had blonde hair, green eyes, white skin, and looked athletic; I named her Hex.
There was a man with red hair, brown eyes, and a muscular build. I named him Fet. There was a man with black skin, black hair, blue eyes, and an extremely muscular build; I named him Seo. There was a beautiful woman with blonde hair, blue eyes, white skin, and an enormously muscular physique; I named her Eze.
There was a Mexican woman with black hair, blue eyes, light brown skin, and a decently muscular body; I named her Sof. There was a man with black hair, brown eyes, white skin, and a decently athletic build. I named him Ett.
There was a man with orange hair, blue eyes, a short build, white skin, and he was starting to bald. I named him Ein. The last was a Mexican woman with black hair, brown eyes, black hair, and a small build. I named her Neh.
After naming them all, I sent them inside. There was something else I needed to do.