Chapter 25: The new world settings... Excorcism
Ruthar and Eleanor sat on the single large bed with three large tomes. After he woke up from his sleep and the sun made it's first lights Eleanor had insisted on a first lesson for Ruthar.
"So I'll begin from what Excorcism is." She began staring deeply into Ruthar's eyes to see his all round seriousness, he was more than prepared to learn now; probably because he ate the dark pill and knew his fate had been sealed.
'He must know the dark pill would end up cutting his life span greatly, he's smarter than expected.'
"Excorcism was invented in the fourth age, in response to the escalating spiritual turmoil. At that time spirits and other phenomenons had taken a liking to human flesh, not just that they repeatedly attacked villages and tore humans apart for no reason goading humans to invent our only form of protection and fight against them." She continued explaining shortly after inhaling:
"To be an Excorcist you have to learn various rituals, spells, and techniques which would take rather years from your life stranded and straining to become stronger."
"The dark pill is supposed to help me cut short all of that, right?" Ruthar shot straight foward with his query and caught a very amused look from Eleanor Vance.
"The dark pill will do more than that, be patient Ruthar," She urged but Ruthar couldn't help himself.
This was a time when even the novel had stranded him. First of all the person speaking to him did not seem farmiliar in the novel, face, ideology and all, it was confusing.
'Have I by chance met a demon?' Ruthar would ask himself every now and then wishing for more insight but his trust was swaying quickly in favour of someone he just met.
"There are three types of spirits, can you mention them?" Eleanor asked knocking Ruthar back to his senses.
"Yeah..m uhm..." He could not seem to get himself for a while stammering till he became self aware again. "Spirits from natural curses, death and desires of living beings, or the
originals, why do you ask?"
Eleanor Vance was glad to hear him say this, "thankfully you understand all this things so I can carry on with the main lesson if you do not have a question."
"I have a question Eleanor, it's actually personal," Ruthar now relied on his knowledge from his former life which spoke, 'Don't trust death even after it assures you life.'
It was a popular saying then.
"What entity did you feed to me last night?" Ruthar asked the question she was not expecting. 'I need to really know because the system keeps on displaying.'
[Warning: You have met a D****n and consumed it's e*e]
Even the system could not clearly decode it; who this person was and what relation did she really have to the novel? And this plunged him into more curiousness.
'I might look like a child but I am not stupid. I grew up in a rottened orphanage b*tch!'
Ruthar found his question hung up in the tensed room for a moment too long, the led him to get a feeling of foreboding.
"Excuse me, but I have to go to the toilet," Eleanor rose up from where she sat scanning the room until she found the bathroom. She walked to it and entered shutting the door behind her.
'She left without replying me, She must be hiding something from me.'
[Reminder: you haven't completed your Daily Quests]
[There is a penalty for failure]
'Maybe I should ease up a little, I won't get answers from her if I keep pestering this way I have to think things through more. This not earth at least, it's a novel and not everyone would be ok asking questions so sudden? With time I will find out.'
[You have a new skill]
'Oh yes that too.' Ruthar thought about the system showing his new skill and it instantly revealed it in the next notification.
[Mystic Insight]
*Be able to sense and see a person's information.
As Ruthar read the information completely his eyes suddenly became blurry unable to see a thing. For some time he tried to adjust blinking and squinting also almost panicking__
Although, before his fear could escalate his eyesight reverted to normal and he was able to see again. 'That felt really weird.'
[Skill has been learned]
Ruthar first furrowed his eyes to the notification, his curiosity hyped him to test out this new skill but there was no one around yet.
Ruthar dropped his head with a patient look, 'Maybe I can gain some information about Eleanor with this skill.'
Luckily Ruthar did not have to wait long as he heard the door of the bathroom slammed into it's hinges shut, and Eleanor Vance exited approaching him.
While she came closer he did his best to activate the skill and it did according to his thoughts.
[Mystic Insight]
//Name: Vance
//Abilities: Unknown
//Species: Demon
'Demon?' Ruthar's throat went dry and his eyes began to narrow in on the Notification bar.
'I knew something was wrong but she's a demon not a beast person... No this skill must be wrong.'
"I'm sorry I took so long..." Eleanor tried to apologize but ad she sat on the bed Ruthar hopped off in panic holding his groin and faking a pressed state.
"I got to pee! Sorry ma'am I have to go!" Ruthar now panicked to get to safety knowing vet well the peril of his discovery. So he ran not waiting for a reply quickly into the toilet and shutting it after him with a heavy slam.
'Damn what am I thinking?' Ruthar rested on the tiled wall of the toilet and let out a rough exhale.
He shoved off the sweat from his face, though it was a cold day his body managed to exude so much sweat nonetheless.
'If what the system says is true then I have to get out as quick as possible. Demon's are souls of warriors melted together with hate and a lot of mystical cursed to create an unstoppable force. Even Kimara would struggle to kill am entity as this.'
[Warning: You have met a D****n and consumed it's e*e]
Now Ruthar could clearly decrypt the 'Demon' from the message. Soon the tension rose astronomically.
'What do I do?' Ruthar's eyes fell to the bathroom flooring searching for the skull he had seen earlier. It was no longer there. 'Shit it wasn't a lie it absorbed the skull.'
Ruthar panicked more than ever grasping the cold knob and opening the door to the bathroom. While he did this he recited his plan 'I'll tell her I ran out of water and need to get more from outside then I'll make a run for it.' He waved at Eleanor who still sat on the bed.
"Uhm... I ran out of..."
"Ruthar Hellborn son of Ragorn Hellborn and Kithara Darkdawn it's an honour to finally exact my revenge on your bloodline!" As Eleanor spoke a dark energy began to coat her appearance, her hair turned pitch black, fangs growing in her mouth, her beast tail and ears totally disappearing, her eyes turning red and a humongous killing intent that struck deep into Ruthar's being.
"ARRRRRRRRRCCCCCHHHHHHKKKKKK!!!" Ruthar screamed bending over and vomiting a load of blood from his gut.
[Pressure of the Lord has been activated]
'Damn! I fell hard for this one I let a demon right into my home and it seems to be holding a grudge against my dumb parents... Shit... I'm gonna die'
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