Dark night, dark night again.
When George woke up, he realized that his body was tied to a wooden pole. The hemp rope that smelled like an animal made George unable to move, but his feet were piled with dry firewood and dead wood. leaf.
Burning at the stake? George couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
After being strengthened by the blood of the phoenix, George had a physique that was basically immune to fire magic. He simply dismissed a small fire torture. However, when George carefully observed his surroundings, he suddenly realized that this body seemed to Not his half-vampire body? Although he couldn't control this body, George could see part of this body through his drooping vision.
This is a skinny man wearing a rag that he found from nowhere to cover his shame. The left side of his body still looks like a human, while the right side seems to have been corroded by some vicious curse and turned into a human. A zombie-like existence.
"In the name of Queen Emilia Nightport and the great Arkan, I will put you to eternal death, monster!" An official in bright armor first attracted George's attention.
The great Akan? Emilia Night Harbor? Isn't this the location of the Order camp in the north of the plane, the largest country in this plane, and the name of the queen of this country?
"Burn him!"
The heavily armed farmers all around held up various farm tools and roared at George, or at the body where George was now.
"I'm innocent!" This body yelled out of George's control, "I just killed a few chickens!"
"He ate my son!" a woman shouted.
eat human? George licked his lips subconsciously. Except for the disgusting chicken feathers in his mouth, there was no other taste at all.
"It's so pitiful. It seems that the crime of missing a naughty child in a certain family was also placed on him." George couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved by this sentence.
"Burn him!"
"Burn him!"
It seemed that the farmers were dismissive of the body's rebuttal, but the official took a step forward, lowered his torch, and lit the pyre.
"Guys like you are never innocent."
So said the official, and then a blazing fire broke out at George's feet.
Although he couldn't control this body, the pain that penetrated his soul still made George miserable. Ever since the time he forcibly absorbed the blood of the Phoenix, George hadn't experienced the stinging sensation of flames burning his skin or the smell of smoke in his nose for a long time!
George struggled desperately, trying to control this body and escape from the damn flames under his feet.
Fortunately, this body did not disappoint him. The zombie-like right hand had more power than ordinary people. It broke free first. Then, the body chanted a magic spell, and a mysterious magic wave that made George feel warm and familiar filled the audience. Everyone's movements became sluggish, and with the help of this magic, this body successfully escaped.
Thank God, with the help of the dim moonlight, the group of farmers and officials were not able to catch up.
After running for an unknown amount of time, the body stopped.
It was a cemetery, and mass burials could be seen everywhere in this plane.
It seemed to bring back memories of this bad body, and even George, a soul attached to it, could feel the anger and despair of this body.
"I've come full circle!" the body shouted toward the sky.
Memories belonging to this body flooded to George - the musky smell of earth, the silent darkness, his childhood when being raised by vampires as food, the day of reckoning, the price of forcibly casting high-level spells in order to escape the old world that was about to be destroyed. , that is, being cursed to look like a half-dead person.
In addition to memory, there is also anger! Anger at those who wanted to kill him just because of his half-dead appearance. Anger at the vampire who locked him in the tomb like a chicken in a henhouse as a child!
This anger from the dark side of the soul, like malaria and smallpox, also infected the depths of George's soul. His mother had no choice but to leave during his childhood, his father was busy with work and ignored his life, and his classmates were violent in school and secretly. The cold violence that excluded him, the departure of his first girlfriend without saying goodbye, and on the eve of leaving the earth, he watched the three masters who gave him his skills die at the hands of the enemy, and watched his mother being pierced by a stone cross nail. on the ground!
Everything continued to ignite George's anger!
Until, George's emotions completely coincided with the anger of this body!
The body knelt on the ground, digging its fingers deeply into the moist earth. This is a wonderful feeling. Through the palm of this body, George can also feel that the rotting corpse is sleeping underground. This body is constantly trembling. Magical energy flows down his arms and through his fingers. Pointed, poured into the cold earth.
Through the cold yet electric mysterious power at his fingertips, George felt the capricious universe, the other side of creation in the light - the death that returns to nothingness in the darkness.
And the real name of the owner of this body blurted out from George's mouth the moment he understood the death spell:
"Half-dead Gordos."
In the death camp, Emperor Nicholas the Great was recognized as the strongest legendary figure in the plane.
Perhaps, for Gaudos, the word death probably means the darkness of deep compassion.
Having endured the pain of being imprisoned like a domestic animal since childhood, the curse of being half human and half corpse, the fate of longing to be accepted by the same kind but being constantly tortured by others in the name of justice. All this ugliness, pain and anger are by no means illuminating. Holy light can heal, but only darkness, all-embracing darkness, can accept the existence of this person with deep compassion.
And now, the one that best matches George is actually the Book of the Dead written by such a dark legend?
"So, is the real me such a dark person?" George kept reflecting, but there was no sense of rejection of the power of necromancy.
Unconsciously, the environment around George changed back to its original state. The old woman had long since disappeared, and only a few of her words still echoed in George's mind.
"The Book of the Dead, I was chosen by this book... I kept searching for the Orb of Order, and thousands of clones were scattered in this plane. I didn't expect that I would find you, the destiny of yours, when I followed the thread of destiny and searched all the way. Oddity... we will meet again sooner or later, half-vampire, Mr. George Lucifer, I don’t know whether what you bring to this plane is war or peace, destruction or hope..."
After George came back to his senses, he took a deep breath of air. The turbid smell in the tavern made George feel like he was back to reality.
But George still couldn't help asking himself, who is this old woman Amy?
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