"I see, your world sounds quite fascinating. Are humans really the only intelligent race?"
"Yeah, pretty much. What were the races that existed in this world, by the way?" I responded curiously.
I’d just gotten done telling him about Earth and how I ended up here, and he’s gotten pretty talkative.
I’m probably the first person he’s had a proper conversation with in close to two centuries, doubt he made any small talk with the Monsters he’s attacked during that ti.
"Well, the majority were humans. Then there were Elves, including High Elves and Dark Elves, Dwarves, Fairies, Witches and Demi-Humans. Oh, and I am actually a hybrid.
I introduced myself as a Dark Elf, but I am actually half-Dark Elf, half-High Elf. But my appearance is that of a Dark Elf, the only difference is that my complexion is slightly lighter than other Dark Elves.
You see, Dark Elves were also known as Etherions, capable of generating a powerful energy called Ether, which is similar but fundantally different to Mana.
And High Elves were also known as Floramancers, capable of controlling plants in their vicinity. I possess both those abilities, hybrids like were extrely rare."
I’m guessing those are the Ether Generation and Flora Control Skills I saw when I used Appraisal on him.
"Those arrows you fired before, were those Ether?"
"Yes, exactly. It is more powerful and destructive than Mana and Negative Energy, but in my current state, my usage of Ether is quite limited, and I can hardly utilize my Floramancer power at all anymore," He sighed wistfully, before adding, "I attacked a different Monster territory fairly recently, and I was forced to retreat after overexerting myself and nearly losing consciousness."
"Sorry to hear that, sounds like you’re in pretty rough shape," I responded sympathetically.
"I have made my peace with it. It will only be a matter of ti now, before I succumb and perish. But...I may have made peace with it, but I cannot shake this bitter feeling in .
Vengeance, rage, frustration, hatred...those emotions have been festering in for all this ti, and when I die, they will die with , never to be resolved.
If I had the power to wipe out the Demon Lord and his forces, I would do so without a second thought, at any cost. I an, just look at ...I have no cause, nothing to accomplish, and yet, aimless as I am, I’ve continued to fight.
No matter how insignificant of an impact I make with my attacks, no matter how much I wreck my own body in the process, I cannot help but continue to fight," He muttered with a grimace, as he clenched his fists.
Hm. Maybe...
"I might have a suggestion. Before you die, if I kill you with my own hands, there’s a chance that I’ll be able to turn you into one of my summons, the Apostles of Sin, like those other four you saw before. You’ll be able to use your full power with reckless abandon, at no risk.
Even if you’re destroyed, you won’t cease to exist, you’ll be effectively immortal, I’ll be able to keep summoning you no matter how many tis you’re defeated, so long as I have Mana to spare.
I should tell you, those who I turn into my Apostles gain a deep sense of loyalty towards ...no way a Greater Demon and Dragon would ever obey if it wasn’t for that.
If you’re against it, that’s that, I won’t bring it up again, but it might be worth considering if you really want to keep fighting. But if, in reality, you want to rest in peace once you die, I-...," I began.
"I accept. And there is no reason to wait. Do it now," He declared without hesitation, as he stood up with a gleam in his eyes.
"Huh? Uh, maybe you should take so ti to think about it," I responded in bemusent.
"No need. It has been a very long ti since I have felt this degree of certainty with a decision. Go ahead and kill , and bring back as one of your summons."
"I an, it’s not a guarantee, I have to et the required conditions first and-...," I began.
Oh, never mind then.
"Is sothing the matter?"
"No, I just confird that I will be able to bring you back as an Apostle," I inford him.
"I see, that’s good. Go on, do it."
"You really sure about this?"
"Absolutely, I am," He nodded in response.
"Alright, then...any requests? Stab through the heart, or maybe the throat?" I suggested, feeling kinda bemused.
Never asked soone how they want to kill them before, it’s kinda surreal.
"No, I would not die instantly, and I would prefer not to feel too much pain. Decapitate ," He replied, after mulling it over.
No hesitation whatsoever...
"If you say so. Okay, here I co," I remarked, as I drew out Desecrator and approached him.
He gave a nod as I ca to a stop in front of him, closing his eyes with an eased expression on his face.
I raised my blade before whipping it across, slicing through his neck and lopping his head off.
I caught it with my left hand as it plumted, gently setting it down on the ground, before stepping back, right as...
Here goes...
". . ."
A burst of energy erupted over his body, before taking shape.
A head of glowing blue hair ford around his head, going down to his shoulders and framing his face, a bright glimr in his piercing black eyes as he lifted his head and t my gaze.
A green, long-sleeved shirt wrapped around his torso, a long, dark blue cloak forming around it, with black trousers appearing around his legs.
As always, a display popped up as his new body finished forming:
Apostle of Wrath
Na: [ ]
Age: ???
Gender: Male
Height: 6’3"
Weight: 94 KG
Skills:
Ether Generation
Flora Control
High Elental Resistance
Status Effect Immunity
Stats:
HP: 1850
MP: 2744
Strength: 1901
Agility: 2837
Vitality: 1800
Perception: 2892
Power Level: 2,337,300
"!" He exclaid with a wide smile.
"Glad to hear it. What do you say we stir up so chaos and cause so trouble for the Demon Lord and his forces? We took out two of his Generals already, after all, why not dent his forces a bit more?" I suggested with a smirk.
Spreading chaos was already a big part of my plan, so yeah.
"," He smiled with a murderous gleam in his eyes...
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