Hidden at the deepest depths of the Northern Continent where it was coldest and darkest, an undead kingdom hibernated far away from human habitation.
At this ti of the year, winter was already close.
This was not the reason why most of the skeletons in this ancient Undead Kingdom were more active than usual though. At this mont, the skeletons of this undead kingdom were more active due to sothing else.
The skeleton warriors, skeleton archers, skeleton knights, and even the skeleton Giants at this mont had their yellow eyes flickering ominously as they all stared at the throne chamber where greater activity was being detected.
From their ominous yellow eyes, a bit of excitent could be detected.
At this mont, after sitting on the throne for months, Pseudo-Black Master Daemon did not only completely recover, but he rapidly improved.
Banking all his ditation on the inspiration that he got from his clash against the monster Pugilist, lots of bottlenecks started breaking before him. Though it started slowly, with ti, more bottlenecks were broken.
In player terms, this Pseudo-Black Master was already a superhuman who got to the very peak of the Grade D realm. He was long overdue to breakthrough.
The only thing holding him back was the stringent advancent mission that he unfortunately encountered. Now, with Blade, he completed the advancent mission which beca the epiphany that he needed to breakthrough.
BOOM!
Every few weeks, a powerful energy erupted with the Necromancer as the center as the whole undead Kingdom felt the powerful energy fluctuations.
At this mont, the spooky green flas that burned in his skull head also intensified as the weeks passed, becoming akin to a green torch in the darkness.
The torch illuminated the darkness that dominated this cold world.
Today, another powerful energy fluctuation erupted.
BOOM!
After the energy eruption, the green flas on Daemon's skull burned brighter than ever before, becoming akin to the sun. It's only difference from the sun was that instead of emitting heat, it emitted cold energy.
The yellow flas for eyes burning in the sockets of the nurous skeletons watched excitedly as they could already tell that a new King was about to be born.
After centuries, a new Necromancy King was about to be born.
Throughout all these changes, Daemon previously had his eyes closed, it was after this energy eruption that he finally opened them.
His eye sockets burned fervently with a fiery mix of yellow and green flas.
The only problem was that the energy coming from inside his body at this mont was too powerful, it was like he was about to explode into a thousand pieces. His eyes slowly beca hollow even as the flas burned fiercer.
Crack!
His skull started revealing cracks but this was when he finally muttered.
His mouth finally opened as he muttered incantations.
"From death was I made".
"I forfeited my mortal self and embraced the body of the god of death…"
"Grant the ability to summon spirits to proliferate the faith of death…"
"Grant the ability to beco one with death…"
"Grant the ability to beco death itself…"
Daemon himself was not sure who he was muttering these specific words to, but as instructed in the pamphlet that was left for him by his benefactor, if he was ever able to get an epiphany, at the last monts, he should say these words.
As soon as Daemon said these words, there was a reaction.
BOOM!
For the first ti in centuries, the eternal darkness that covered the undead kingdom was broken by a higher power. A pitch-black lightning engulfed with highly concentrated undead energy tore its way into Planet Darvis.
It tore its way straight to the North and tore the veil of darkness apart.
With the veil torn apart, the black lightning struck him and engulfed him completely. Daemon jerked as pain and power filled his body, the 2 different sensations completely overwheld his senses as he scread maniacally.
"Ahhhh…!!!"
His screams turned to roars filled with power.
Even the clouds in the heavens seed to resonate with his roars.
This continued for minutes before another change finally took place.
Crack!
Daemon's body was not repaired, rather, more cracks spread through it. Daemon was not scared this ti though, he did not suppress it as he let the cracks spread. The next mont, his body exploded.
Fragnts of his tempered skin flew out like shrapnels from exploded tal but Daemon did not die, rather, a new body ca from underneath the old one.
Daemon was reborn!
He was reborn as a Grade C Necromancer!
He was reborn as the new Necromancy King!
Sizzle! Crack!
Even the airspace itself could not withstand his power. Unable to fluently control his newly discovered power, Daemon's power spread like wildfire as different sounds reverberated in the air like thunder and exploding dominoes.
This incredible undead energy spread through this massive undead kingdom, waking it up from its centuries-long hibernation and activating all its powers.
Apart from the weak skeleton warriors, skeleton archers, and the skeleton Giants, the stronger skeletons that previously hibernated finally woke up.
The strongest of them all was the mighty Bone Dragon.
As soon as the yellow eyes of this Bone Dragon snapped open, it flapped its wings as a mighty frost energy erupted with it as the center. This mighty Grade C Bone Dragon looked fixatedly at his new King then he roared loudly.
"ROAR…!!!"
The roar reverberated through the North, announcing the birth of a King.
The commotion did not end just in the North, at the different continents of Planet Darvis, like experienced every ti, signs appeared in the skies.
All the knowledgeable ones were stunned. "A new Grade C superhuman has been born!"
While the commotion went on across the whole planet…
Bzzz!
The air briefly shifted then Clown appeared again in the Undead Kingdom.
Whoosh!
"Stop…!"
The Bone Dragon barely flapped its wings before Daemon, its new King ordered it to stop. Clown looked up at the Bone Dragon who already closed the distance to him before it was ordered to stop.
He smiled. "Old friend…, you did it".
"Hahaha…" Daemon suddenly seed to gain Clown's eccentricities, he laughed like a maniac as he let his powerful Grade C energy run amuck.
"I… feel… Powerful!"
After letting his old friend to bask in his newly-gained powers, Clown stared straight at him. "Are you ready to fulfill the dream with us?"
Daemon cald down. "Of course!"
Clown grinned. "Only the Ancient Trolls are remaining".
"A world of chaos beckons". He laughed maniacally.
*****
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