Valkorion valued his new life above everything else; dying once was rather uncomfortable, and in fact, since the time he was transmigrated into this new wonderful world, he had decided that he didn't wish to die...
Like never.
He wanted to be immortal.
Since he found out about the existence of the Beyonders and the fact that this world was a weird mashup between ASOIAF and Lord of the Mysteries and perhaps god knows what, Valkorion set his goal rather clearly.
Upon reaching Sequence 2 Saint, Beyonder's lifespan would be greatly enhanced, and upon reaching Sequence 1 Angel, one essentially becomes an immortal and ageless being. Depending on the Pathways, Beyonders could also increase their lifespan in other Sequences, even in Mid Sequences, if they were on the pathway that allowed such things.
But Valkorion didn't aim for just that, no... his goals were far more higher and loftier than becoming an Angel.
Become God.
Not only that, but as someone who was aware of 'Them', he also wanted to ascend to that realm.
To become an untouchable existence in all creation.
One could say that since dying on Earth, Vallkorion became very fearful of death and wanted to live at any cost. And he would do everything in his power to achieve the goal that he set for himself, not matter the cost and no matter the time and effort he would need to give.
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After two days of traveling, Valkorion was feeling tired and exhausted, but he finally arrived at the place that was described in one of the journals belonging to the Daerius Tenebraenys and started searching for the ruins that were described in the journal.
According to the journal of Daerius Tenebraenys, who was already half-mad when he was writing the lines in the journal, it should be hidden from the sight of the ordinary and unordinary, and the entrance would only show itself to the people who had a destiny with it.
Daerius Tenebraenys was convinced that it was done by the creator of the place who was resting there for the last time. He himself managed to enter the cavern after the entrance to the Tomb revealed itself to him, but at the same time, he couldn't find the entrance to the deep Tomb.
The mad Dragonlord speculated that it should be because he wasn't fated... or, maybe the being that was buried there wasn't dead in a true sense, and some remnant of its consciousness is still lingering within the Tomb and scheming for its revival.
Whatever the reason it was, Daerius Tenebraenys noted that he sensed something extremely powerful and ancient down in the cave systems, but he couldn't reach it. After he returned from the cave, he realized that everything outside seemed like nothing had changed.
There was not even a sign of entrance to some ancient tomb or even one piece of stone there.
After Daerius Tenebraenys returned back home, he told about the fact that he encountered this thing or place to the Patriarch of the Tenebraenys Family, Lord Freeholder Daenar I. Tenebraenys, Saint of the House Tenebraenys, who too visited this place.
But to the shock of the Lord Freeholder and Sequence 2 Beoyneer, who was geniue Saint, he couldn't not even a single trace of the place that his son was talking about. In the end, it was clear that the owner of the place must be beyond powerful to be able to keep it hidden even from a very powerful Saint.
When Valkorion arrived at the place, it looked exactly like it was described in the journal of the Daerius Tenebarenys the Mad. Very small plateau that was probably as big as ten meters in diameter, surrounded by huge rocks and several ancient trees that were growing all around the place.
It seemed that despite the hostile environment of the Painted Mountains, they were able to thrive in this place. Which was most unusual and most probably a sign that this wasn't natural but most probably supported by the Beyonder Powers of whoever was buried here.
"Nothing... hmmm..."
Valkorion scoured through the area, but in the place where the entrance to the Tomb was supposed to be was nothing. Or, more precisely, there was just rock and mountain, nothing more and nothing less.
At the same time, he was already beginning to grow a bit disappointed seeing this because he really wanted to enter that dammed place. Valkorion knew that it was risky as hell, but at the same time, it was also a huge opportunity to obtain some wealth, artifacts, and who knows what else.
Suddenly, as he sat down and leaned his back on the biggest rock for comfort, he suddenly heard something. Very subtle sound as if something was silently moving, but with each second, it was growing louder and louder.
In a split of a moment, Valkorion realized that he was rolling down from his previous place as the rock behind him was no more, and he was falling down. He immediately grabbed his sword and stabbed it into the ground, trying to stabilize himself.
The lone rays of the sun were lighting the way, the long pathway where he was falling into. With the sword stabbed at the ground, he managed to get up on his two legs and started slowly descending down to the dark and cold place, where the unknown awaited him.
After several minutes of walking down, the light was getting weaker and weaker until he barely saw anything. Valkorion then reached into his backpack and took out a small stick with a crystal at the end of the stick, which then started glowing.
This was one of the smart inventions of the Freehold and allowed him to have a light in the darkness. It was manufactured by the Beyonders obviously and used the presence of the Spiritrons.
Soon enough, he came to the end of the narrow pathway, as he stood in the empty room.
Valkorion used the light source in his hand to see if there was something written on the walls, but there was nothing, and there were also no hidden doors, traps, or levers to pull, just nothing.
Everything was empty.
As he walked around the room for a moment, suddenly, a gust of wind appeared out of nowhere, and he realized that the entrance to which he used to come had disappeared and was blocked.
At the same time, the crystal on his stick cracked, and he was left totally in the darkness. This was everything that he needed to know, that he was being watched, perhaps being even tested or whatever.
One thing was sure; he certainly got farther than his ancestor Daerius Tenebraenys the Mad had got in this place. Though contrary to his crazy ancestor, Valkorion didn't really feel anything when he was standing here.
Maybe because he was just Low Seqqunce Beyonder without any significant power or abilities. Yet, he was getting some kind of uncanny feeling that something was going to happen to him sooner or later.
Suddenly, a weird glowing pattern appeared on the ground, with some symbol that he didn't recognize, aside from it being something in the Dragonese, something that he could really translate, but it was clearly in the Dragonese.
But before he could dwell on what the symbol meant, enormous pressure appeared on his shoulders, forcing him to crash down on the ground in mere seconds as he coughed blood, and the pattern was glowing even more brightly than before.