In ani, manga, or comics, it usually starts in the normal world. Then, sothing grants it power. Be it a virus, a world, a technology, or maybe even a profession. That thing would be what defines that world and sets it apart from the others.
It was cool to have powers. But they changed people. That was a common the when they were introduced. The line defining a human usually blurred with the introduction of these foreign elents.
There were those that were acceptable and those that weren't. Usually, when the power was received in turn for a grave price, it changed the entire genre of the work. Because while everyone wished for more power, the price people could pay differed.
Funnily enough, if you were to classify the world of reapers, it would be dark fantasy. The ability to use souls was received at the price of death and eternal damnation.
"In exchange for a second life, Reapers forfeit the right to go to Heaven."
And if that was not enough, to get even stronger for Reapers had even greater costs. Humanity then mory, and there was still one more. But of course, while these are the ways Reapers can leverage to get stronger, I now have a different avenue.
"Exa, give a quick tutorial on my new abilities."
[Understood, you begin with {Record}; this would allow your actions to be saved as entries in a log. The recording ends the mont you use {Pause}. Then, by invoking {Fast Forward}, you bring the actions to your body.]
"So, it's just like using {Auto}, {Save}, and {Rewind}?"
[Yes but rember that the differences in states will not manifest imdiately. They have to manifest by doing the sa action. You cannot suddenly change the recorded actions to sothing that was not record.]
"The hell does that an?"
[It's hard to explain; you need to…]
"Never mind. It's okay; I'll figure it out."
After the whole malice thing, my body felt stiff. If people already considered a demon before, what more now? I even had abilities that used malice. But sohow, it didn't really matter much. Power was neither good nor bad on its own.
'It would be decided by the will behind it.'
The sa guns and swords that are used by criminals could be used by heroes. They are the sa weapons, but the outco would vastly change depending on who used them.
I stretched out my hand. "Give my mace."
[Understood.]
As I walked towards the giant boar, the entire surroundings greatly differed from a mont ago. For one, the group I asked Roach to guard had been wiped out. Roach, Juno, and the other Vithriss were in the middle of salvaging the malice from their soulgems.
But that wasn't what put people off. It was the fact that the wolves were gathering the corpses and giving them to the Aegis Division. The Africans might not know, but those of Hellsend did. If you were given to the Aegis Division, it ant you would join them soon.
From their soulgems, bodies, and malice, I grew amazed. My army beca experts at reusing the shit that others left behind.
anwhile, Olamide and his ground successfully restrained the wayward Induna. One of the wolves was curing her. As no one but the Sirens or Pixie could use {Restore} among the Reapers, it couldn't be helped. Over 200 Reapers even died.
'Couldn't be helped, huh? Sohow, I feel like I already think like a demon,' I murmured.
Depending on how important these people were, Hannibal might co after my head. But that hardly mattered at the mont. Considering what I intended to do, I treated them as rely the mortar needed to create the foundations I wished to build.
A second later, I felt the textured handle of my weapon in my hand. Its weight rested comfortably in my hand despite its ridiculous size. I heard the sound of various engines and rotors all vacating the place to which I was heading.
My children, who saw approach, all left accordingly. A large board the size of a house slowly rose awkwardly to its feet. Although it was huge and intimidating, the boar was trembling. Its eyes kept looking at the spiked end of my weapon.
"## ####, ##### ####### ##!"
The boar opened its mouth but made no sound. Considering the crap this thing said about my won, I had no interest in listening. Besides, this person, for all their power, refused to fight the Hellsborn. They only ca out after we cleaned up.
It ant either one of two things: one, they were busy, or two, they never planned to help anyway. Considering the things I learned from Exa and the girls, the first option was not likely. This was why I was fine with killing them all. They had no reason to exist.
I stopped just before the boar and lightly tapped its cheek with my mace.
"Listen here, fucker. I got sothing to test. If you can make it out alive after I'm through, I will let you go. Nod if you understand."
The giant pig vigorously shook its head.
"Good. {Record}," I said with a smile.
I widened my stance and slamd my feet on the ground. I wound my arms back with the mace. Then, like a baseball batter, I swung my weapon with all my might.
"################!!"
A sharp crunch echoed; the pig's entire body swayed as I smashed its face to the left. It wobbled. But I didn't care. Using the montum of the first swing, I released my right hand. I twisted my left wrist and grabbed with both hands. Then, I swung again!
"#########################!!"
The power of my blow threw the pig to the right, knocking it off its feet. While its face grew bruised and swollen. Its body was relatively unhard. As I let loose everything I had earlier, I knew just how sturdy this thing was.
Despite the soul-canceling properties of the Faker weapons, the boar's at and imnse bulk protected it. It was literally a wall of at and flesh. The only reason my blows had imnse power was mostly due to the {Carry} family. But it wasn't enough.
If I had to face Archdemons again in the future, I would want the ability to kill them in one blow. A move so powerful it could destroy this boar and all its bulk in one hit. That was mostly what gave birth to my new abilities.
But then my eyes noticed sothing for the first ti. The black wisps around the pig and I began to converge on my hand. The attraction was quite weak. But the black stuff was definitely being drawn to .
Thinking that didn't concern , I jumped up high and brought my mace down as hard as I could onto the boar's skull. A loud crunch resounded. Blood began to burst from my opponent's head. As it was already down, it just fidgeted in place.
"Grit your teeth, Reaper. I am still not done yet."
Using the despair I felt from the malice cleansing, I pumled the boar's skull till it broke completely. The skin and at attached to its head fell down and reached its snout. The blood that spurted out turned fainter in color as sothing else spilled.
Seeing the grueso state of my opponent, I finally stopped after what felt like a dozen blows. Although its face was fucked up, I knew this boar was still alive. After all, its soulgem was located in the depths of its heart.
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