As the sun was setting in the west red clouds started to appear, as if to denouce the carnificine that happened below them.
The witness of this massacre mourned for the lives lost as its drops fell to clean the corpses and appease the fire.
A drop of water fell on Mack nose as he loked to the west.
His gaze, was fixed at sothing of collosal proportions that raised itself from the ground.
The shaking of the earth was the prelude for the prize for his hard work.
Mack could see the shape of a giant door raising from the ground.
Mack hair, longer than it used to be, moved with the air flow produced by the door, while his beard almost touching his chest shaked right and left.
And behind him, a scorched land still burning in fire could be seen, and the fuel to the fire was the broken pieces of bodies..
Mage bodies.
Thousands and thousands of them.
Raz, admist the unmoving warlock army kept looking at this scene and could not believe that a single warlock did all this.
The entire warlock army could not believe either, and a mix of pride, joy, surprise and fear was stamped on their faces. Because, that single man, was stronger than all of them, together.
Mack turned his head back and looked to the warlock army, more specifically to where Raz was. It had been three years since Raz started training Mack. The only problem was that Raz would forget everything when the gate reseted itself after a hundred days.
The mories seed to flash at Mack head as he looked at Raz.
So many mories.
The first ti they et, the first ti that Mack lost to the Archmage, his ti learning runes, practicing the warlock way of fight and the Essence Arts.
Mack learned a lot in these three years, and he needed, his base knowledge when entering the tower was the worst among all of those that already entered the tower.
If was not his determination....
Mack didn't even want to think about it. A lone life was hard to keep. Painfully hard.
Mack shook the depressive thoughts and looked at the face of his only friend in this inhuman tower. Raz.
This reset, Mack didnt approched Raz. He had already said too many goodbyes and also reached a bottleneck in what he could learn and improve in this gate. This reset, Mack only killed mages.
And he beca extrely good at it.
"See you in the next life my friend".
Was the only thing that ca from his mouth when touching the giant door.
It was ti to move foward.
But he would rember Raz for life. Even if was only a mory fragnt of what the true Raz once was, Mack would not forget him. Neither the promise he made to Raz.
~swish~
The giant door disappeared taking Mack along to a new trial of the Hel's floor.
"Arcane, quick scan."
[No abnormal behaviors, Essence density of environt in normal levels too]
Mack looked around, and found the familiar plaque inscribed with runes. This gate objective.
Walking the dried land to approach the plaque he saw sothing unexpected.
A small bird.
But this bird was made of a blueish tint like a painting of a bird that ca to life.
The bird itself was not close to Mack, it was a few ters above him in the sky, but still, Mack was able to spot the differences with a glance.
Mack moved his gaze from the bird and approched the plaque.
Reading the plaque runes Mack face contorted and beca heavy.
Not because he thought this was gonna be a hard test. But because it was another annoying charade.
"They say to respect your ancestors. But this god dad fucker!!! Its his luck he is dead. Otherwise i would kick his ass until he beca a corpse."
Three years in the tower didn't change Mack personality, as he was always a lone wolf. But the absence of human contact and touch and even a small talk made him go crazy not one but several tis during this three years.
Humans are social beings after all.
You can train your body and mind to extres but one year without contact with other humans and a man could go crazy.
Mack loneless seed to not let him have peace of mind as several thoughts crossed his mind at sa ti.
He shook his head and focused on the trial ahead.
He needed to follow that blue bird in the sky.
That was all the plaque said.
"Dad ancestor!"
Yelled Mack, looking at the bird, hundred of ters above him.
His right hand raised, and Mack touched the base of his forearm, where a new rune was carved.
His hand emited a pale red light and the blue bird started to burn in red flas.
A blue ball envolted in dark red flas fell from the sky but was not able to touch the ground. In only three seconds the entire bird was consud by the red fire.
"I'm tired of gas"
Said Mack, removing his gaze from where the bird once stood, and walking foward.
He could not care about his ancestor plans.
He had his own agenda now.
Mack walked foward on the dried land seeming to think of sothing else while walking when a small city appeared on the horizon.
Mack took a hard step, and moved as fast as a bullet.
One minute later, he stood in front of the city gates.
"Hey you! Are you a outsider?"
Said a man pointing his sword to Mack.
But one second later a strong gust of wind ca knocking on the man. The man was caught unprepared and rolled on the ground back to where he ca.
It was the wind produced by Mack while running.
Mack walked forward, and gave his hand to the man. Like soone trying to help other to raise.
The man scoffed but still took Mack hand.
Not even a blink of ti later the man started to burn in red flas, just like the bird a few minutes ago.
The screams echoed hard on the city but Mack didnt move.
Several people ca to see what happened but none approched the burning man.
So of them took their weapons and started to feel inpatient like waiting for so signal to go and kill that strange man.
The burning man dropped to the ground, and as if that was what they were waiting for, so started to chant while others started to run in Mack direction with their wepons in hand.
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