The sudden appearance of the past Dark Lord surprised Michael. But deep down, he expected the Dark Lord to leave a holographic recording of himself. The mont Michael stepped into the forge, he felt like he owned this place. For a few seconds, the Dark Lord's image flickered in the air. The device he left had been lying dormant for thousands of years. It was a miracle the device was still in working condition.
"I knew you would find the forge. Listen carefully. By the ti of this recording, I don't know how long this ssage will last or when you will reach the place," said the Dark Lord. He talked to Michael with his hands behind his back. Unlike earlier, the Dark Lord looked relieved and even had a smile on his face.
"I have made so mistakes. That's what makes human. But soon, everything would go back to normal. I hope you have found so of the armor pieces I left behind. Find them all and forge yourself a new one. Trust , you will need it soon. I know you will feel frustrated by all the cryptic ssages. To be honest, I'd too. But this ti array and ti travel are not as simple as we think. Even now, I can't tell you my whole story as much as I want to. Our friend strictly ordered not to," The Dark Lord emphasized the words 'our friend'. Michael had a feeling he was talking about the system. Since the system itself ordered him not to reveal his story, Michael couldn't bla the past Dark Lord.
The Dark Lord smiled. Michael was pleased to see his past self smile.
"This forge is my gift to you, along with my hamr. You need it to forge powerful weapons and armor. If my guess is right, you might be in a financial ss, and that's why you are here in the first place. When this recording is over, you will receive sothing that will open up a portal directly to this forge. But you must build a powerful portal in your castle first if you hadn't already," The Dark Lord paused for a mont and looked around as though he was searching for sothing. anwhile, Michael was delighted to hear he could travel to the demons grave and to the forge from his castle. It seed like his past self was more powerful and resourceful than he initially thought. Which made Michael wonder more about what the hell happened that pushed him to reset the entire universe. He had a feeling it was connected to Gaya but didn't know the whole story behind the past Dark Lord's reasoning.
"Where the hell did it go?" the past Dark Lord searched for sothing frantically. A few seconds later, he turned his focus back to Michael.
"The monsters you fought on your way here, they were modified by an asshole to fight . Of course, I could kill them with a snap, but I don't think it would be true for you. So tread carefully. And keep Vedora out of trouble. I really miss the ti when they were tiny and cute. The grownup Vedora," The past Dark Lord sighed and let out an exhausted smile.
Vedora frowned as Ayag almost hissed at the Dark Lord.
"After your trip to the demons grave, I hope they still call the place that, your life will get a whole lot tougher. But here's a piece of advice from yourself to you, not everything is black and white. Also, don't always go for the kill. So of our enemies are far more valuable alive than dead," as he said, the Dark Lord turned around and walked to his work table. Due to so reason, Michael couldn't clearly see the table or what he was working on. The ti had corroded the recording and made it impossible to see anything other than the Dark Lord.
"This array will fix everything," Michael heard the Dark Lord mumble. Then, he turned around once again.
"What else I thought about telling you?" The Dark Lord rubbed his chin for a mont,
"Ah yes," The Dark Lord snapped his finger, showing his sudden realization.
"Finish your castle as soon as you can and spare no expense. You have no idea how many tried to penetrate mine and lost their lives. Sooner or later, you will get tired of all the killings," The Dark Lord paused as his expression grew darker.
"Don't get tired. Because you are just starting your life as the Dark Lord. Always provide a reason for the people to fear you,"
"My lord," suddenly, Michael heard another voice. It sounded wise and elderly, but he had heard this voice before.
"Elidyr?" Michael frowned. He sounded old, very old.
"Are you recording another ssage for yourself again?" Elidyr asked the Dark Lord like a strict father. Unfortunately, Michael couldn't see Elidyr in the recording.
"Hey, is that Elidyr I am hearing?" Ayag asked Cain and Sarba in a husky voice.
"I think so," Sarba nodded.
"You cannot leave these ssages everywhere, my lord. It will create unwanted branches in the tiline. You already took a big risk by breaking down your armor and leaving them behind. Who knows what catastrophe it's going to bring?" Elidyr yelled at the Dark Lord.
"Look on the bright side, Elidyr. We won't be here to see it," The Dark Lord shrugged.
"Co on. Finish what you are doing. We have a lot to do in a short ti," said Elidyr.
"You beca grumpier with age. Relax and give so ti alone with myself," The Dark Lord looked over his shoulder and winked at Michael. The Dark Lord waited until Elidyr left the room.
"Huugh," The Dark Lord sighed.
"I am going to miss many things, but grumpy Elidyr is not one of them. Try to find a way to stop him from getting older, because you do not want him to. Trust ," The Dark Lord chuckled.
"Who am I kidding? I am going to miss that old elf. It feels good to have soone look you in the eyes and lecture you," said the Dark Lord. At the peak of his life, no one dared even look at him, let alone lecture him. Almost the entire world trembled at the re ntion of his na. Only a few people existed in his tiline who had the guts to speak their minds before him. Elidyr was one of them. Just by looking into the Dark Lord's eyes, Michael could tell how much he would miss his world. The Dark Lord sacrificed everything so Michael could fix his mistakes and live the life he deserved. Soon, the hologram began to flicker.
"Despite his advice, I will still leave so recordings for you. Take care of everyone and everything. Who knows, we might even et at so point. After all, ti is a mysterious thing, and life is full of surprises," After these words escaped the Dark Lord's mouth, he vanished into thin air. As soon as he disappeared, the table before Michael trembled. A copper ring big enough to fit in his hand materialized on the table. With another tremor, a silver hamr with many intricate runes engraved in it appeared. At first, Michael gently grabbed it and studied the ring.
"Is that a portal?" asked Ayag as Michael nodded.
"With this, we can get in and out of the demons grave as we please," said Michael with a grin. Countless ideas popped into his mind and made him excited for the journey ahead. However, his excitent was doused by the Dark Lord himself when he appeared again above the table once again in the holographic form.
"And forgot to tell you, the monsters in this realm aren't your typical XP farm. Every death makes soone I can't na strong. Don't make your enemies stronger," The Dark Lord warned Michael. Judging by the serious tone of his voice, Michael let go of the idea of farming Experience points by killing the monsters here.
"What did he an by XP farm?" Sarba asked his siblings, but they seed confused as a child lost in a parade.
After warning Michael, the Dark Lord's figure completely vanished into thin air. The Dark Lord left Michael with more questions than answers. For instance, Michael wanted to know who created these monsters in the demons grave, as well as how he would grow stronger with the death of each monster. The more ti Michael spent in the realm, the more he realized there was more to this place than ets the eye.
Finally, Michael took a deep breath and decided to clean the ss in the forge. Returning to the tal pipe, Michael sent a stream of dark flas and continued to lt the dark tal bars. Although he was focused on forging the swords and cleaning the forge, he couldn't help wondering about everything he had heard from the past Dark Lord.
Michael lost track of ti working the forge. While Vedora was asleep on the table, he continued to lt down the tal bars. After two days, to be exact, Michael saw the tal bars completely lt and take a liquid form. He covered his palms with dark flas and lifted up the cauldron with dark tal liquid inside. Sweat beads ford on his forehead as he slowly carried the cauldron to the table. When he reached the table, he slowly poured out the black liquid into the tal block with the sword-shaped hollow. The black liquid ran through the hollow, slowly taking the shape of a sword. After filling both tal blocks, Michael placed the cauldron on the floor. A typical blacksmith would wait for the liquid to harden, but Michael was anything but typical. Hence, he took out his Doom bringer and summoned frost to cool down the black liquid. The black liquid sizzled as tiny red lightning bolts cracked around the tal block. Sohow, the dark tal created these tiny lightning bolts. These lightning bolts crackled around the black liquid like tiny guardians.
Michael focused the frost beam toward the black liquid, tempering the tal. Even with the frost beam, the black liquid took hours before slowly starting to harden. He then grabbed the hamr, preparing to douse the dark swords into hot lava and shape it up.
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