[Royal Ability Awakened: Royal Calamity]
[As a Doombringer, you’re destined to bring ruins and disasters. And as a Crowned Existence, you possess authority over that destiny, having full control over the calamities]
[Your Crown is decorated with 6 Calamity Gems. Royal Calamity allows you to invoke calamity at your will using then. By spending accumulated misfortune and one or more of the Calamity Gems, the Crown bends the flow of possibility and forces reality toward the disastrous outco you’re willing to see]
[The only limitations are the possibility of that outco, the number of Calamity Gems used for one calamity, the amount of misfortune you’re willing to spend as a fuel, and the amount of fortune your targets possess]
[The Calamity Gems require four days to recharge on their own after being used]
For a few monts, Dante kept his eyes shut as he absorbed the knowledge.
It was... amazing.
An ability that allowed him to bend probability, or was it reality? He neither knew nor cared. It was now his!
What Dante was controlling now wasn’t the uncertainty of misfortune, but the outco! With a single command, he could cause any calamity.
Volcano eruption.
Falling teor.
Heart attack.
Plague.
Broken economy.
They were all within his capabilities so long as they were logically possible and he could pay the price.
And what was the price? There were many things, but the most important one of them was misfortune!
The misfortune that he had been avoiding since he got the ability to see his traits was now a source for power.
Of course, that wasn’t really a perfect situation. If he wanted to use Royal Calamity to its full potential, he’d need to have his Wheel of Luck filled with misfortune all the ti, which could cause disasters to Dante himself.
Additionally, the ability could be used only to cause a calamity. Just like the Shadow Aspect, it was about the concept of calamity rather than just harmful or physical things.
And a mountain of gold, a teor of diamond, a hidden treasure, and all those good things couldn’t be considered calamities.
But Dante didn’t mind at all.
He finally opened his eyes and looked at Michael and Elizabeth again, his face showing intense anger and hatred.
He wanted nothing more than to kill Raga and absorb both his soul and body. From a greedy perspective, Dante would gain a lot of benefits from killing that demonic giant.
A possible relic from a Rank 3 being.
A demonic body to absorb.
A strong soul to absorb.
Taking the life of the fastest Rank 3 being and one of the strongest Rank 3 beings in Uldor, which would be a big hit to them.
And finally—REVENGE!
"Michael..." Dante inhaled slowly and said: "There was a village in Ashton Kingdom ruled by a baron called Ash. Elizabeth’s holy knights are buried there... It’s been a few months since we buried them."
"Can you... can you bury her next to them...? I think she’d be happy to be there."
Michael stopped thinking about all the strange things about Dante once he heard his request.
He lowered his gaze and nodded slowly with a stubborn expression: "I promise, I promise I’ll bury her there!"
Dante smiled and retrieved a big bag from his storage. Then he filled it with water and food supplies.
Next, he retrieved a small bag from his ring and put 120 Cores of Existence into it.
Lastly, he retrieved an enchanted Rank 2 sword and handed it to Michael alongside a stamina potion.
"You needed 120 cores to advance to Rank 2, right? Use them when you leave, it’ll help you survive. Run as fast as you can and escape from this place, maybe to another camp or to the Holy Kingdom if you can. I’ll stay here for so ti."
Michael’s eyes widened in shock. He understood imdiately why Dante wanted to stay here, and he wanted to protest, but after seeing Dante’s Crown of Existence, he decided to let him fight Raga.
"Thank you... for everything." Michael stood up and walked away, carrying Elizabeth gently with one hand and holding the bags and sword with the other.
For a brief mont, he glanced at Elizabeth’s other half, but he imdiately bit his lip and decided to discard it.
After he left, Dante quickly dug a hole and buried Elizabeth’s second half into it.
"One half behind the knights you loved, the other half under the kingdom you discarded your life for." Dante suppressed his tears and looked at the parasite.
"...Hi."a soft, shy voice echoed in Dante’s ears.
However, there was nothing behind him that could have caused that voice. He was fully alone, which ant that only two beings could be the speakers.
The first was Greed, and the second was the misfortune parasite!
"Nice to et you too." Dante smiled at the parasite, which was looking at him through its countless eyes.
It was now fully rged with him, allowing it to speak in a voice only he could hear.
And there were many benefits from that rge, but he’d focus on them later.
"I guess I have two parasites in my head now." Dante’s smile widened: "Can you start absorbing as much misfortune as you can?"
"Yes!"
The parasite opened its mouth and started absorbing all misfortune in the place.
It was now significantly faster than before, which was because of the fusion and Dante’s advancent to Rank 2 alongside every Spirit and Vitality point he had.
Dante didn’t think about that before, but he was now left amazed by the fact that the parasite could absorb misfortune anywhere.
Didn’t that an misfortune existed in every place? Maybe misfortune was just a normal part of life.
"Well... let’s see."
Finally, Dante retrieved the syringe from his storage, looking at the liquid inside thoughtfully.
If he injected himself with it, there would be no coming back.
With the awakening of his bloodlines, he’d imdiately get 150 Demonic Energy points and 162 Vitality points.
That wasn’t a good thing.
His body would be safe from the demonic energy, but his mind wouldn’t. Even without using the syringe, he had to be cautious in using the demonic energy.
After using it and fighting Raga, ntal corruption would be unavoidable.
Usually, he could regain his old self by resting without using demonic energy. That was how it went every single ti.
But what if he used demonic energy beyond the limit?
He read about that in a book, actually. The damage would simply be permanent.
He’d gain resistance to corruption, both physical and ntal, but the price would be losing a part of himself to the bloodline.
Pride Demons would beco prideful.
Sloth Demons would beco slothful.
And for a Greed demon like Dante, he’d beco greedy in nature.
That was why a demon like Ash was so prideful and could use the demonic energy freely. He had overused his demonic energy.
In other words, after using this syringe and fighting Raga, Dante would erase his old self completely.
He would never be the sa again.
And that was what he wanted.
He wasn’t afraid of change anymore.
"I should have changed earlier. Let’s go with 25% of the liquid."
Stab!
Dante plunged the syringe into his neck without closing his eyes.
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