Chapter 104: 103: Memories pt 3
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Torug's POV,
The tremors on the floor made it hard for me to keep my balance, several rotten and bony hands shot out from the earth. a jarring sound could be heard in the distance, as a white stoney platform broke out from the ground.
it looked like a hooded figure staring at it's palms quietly, in between it's hands, someone sat on a white throne and he or she was staring at me.
'I guess that's where I'll have to go' I thought solemnly as I silently watched the first undead creature approach me.
'Although everything seemed different from what was supposed to happen, I just have to keep pushing forward, if not for anything...I must get answers'.
[Undead orc warrior] was all I saw when I tried checking the undead's stats. this only deepened my frown but I still took that second step.
As though, they all received an order, all of the undead within this glass forest began charging at me. with a laugh, I held my axe facing downwards as I used to dash forward in the direction of the White platform.
The closest undead at the end of my charge was sliced in two, the fabric of it's clothes hovered in the air for a second and I recognized it's symbol. It was the very same one the people that attacked the village had on their clothes.
But I couldn't dwell on the topic as a few goblin bones dived at me with daggers.
'I must not get entangled with them for too long' these was my thoughts as I Leaped into the air. Unfortunately, I felt something heading my way and it's big...I quickly turned to look and found a huge orc with rotten flesh, it punched straight at me with the force he used in approaching.
Although I managed to block the attack on time, my hands went numb and I was sent flying like a broken kite. When my body hit the floor, I continued to roll till my feet got a bit of balance once again. Without wasting time I used my leap skill once again as the rotten stench seemed to have gotten closer once again.
And just as I left, an explosion rang out as the place I was just standing got destroyed with spider web like cracks on the earth.
'Stats' I thought and my pupils dilated.
[Toro]
"!!!" the word shocked wasn't enough to describe how I felt at this moment. Toro, this was a general of Degr kingdom and a member of the loyalist faction. Him being here only meant one thing, the Degr kingdom had a hand in what happened here.
In the Novel, his location was unknown and all you could ever get were stories about his past exploits. Who knew that he met a strange fate here...At the same time, this was Nazu's father...
So the other one was really...
Immediately, while landing on the ground, I used the last leap by kicking the sides of a glass tree and was propelled forward towards the platform.
'I'm definitely not his opponent...' with the speed gained from leap, I dashed forward with my legs on the ground once I began losing a bit of speed. almost losing my balance, my axe scr.a.p.ed the earth while producing Sparks. any undead that appeared was beheaded, sliced or smashed.
After twenty minutes of constant running, leaping and killing my way out of that mess, I was out of the tree line. My breathing already became rough but it didn't take long to see the dense number of undead chasing after me.
the sight made my scalp tingle, In fact, there's a few blocking in front, humans, Goblins, lizard folk, Kobolds and so on, at the same time I have noticed several other flags, symbols belonging to different clans.
Besides Toro, I met a few other strong ones, this allowed me come to a conclusion that, what ever was protected was enough to make these people form an Alliance but I can also say that, everyone who attacked must have died here as well. This then created a new problem for me, what was it? What could have been so strong that it could take them all down and still make them undead.
The answer must be the same person sitting on the throne ahead.
A sudden growl was heard next to me as I acted on reflex, swinging my axe to the side and beheading it. the one in front of me was grabbed and smashed against a pillar, it slid down like a rag doll as it's light escaped it's body and entered mine, just like the others.
I was really close to leveling up and this was the only good thing I have noticed so far, with that thought, I came to a halt as soon as I got to the plat-form's staircase.
And as suspected, they seemed wary of approaching, in fact, the strong ones had stopped chasing at the treeline.
"Chance" was all I muttered as I pounced on the stragglers. with each kill I felt full and colder within, so I raised more hell for them.
Whenever I stepped too far from the stairs, they would get wild and rush at me but when I return, they would become meek. Once I understood the pattern, I began to grind calmly, after another forty plus minutes...
[Ding]
[Level up]
Race: Predatory Orc Lord
Level: 30(Upgradeable)
Power rating: 24600
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Titles: Savage, Orhani(Unknown Soul), Dark one, Chief, The one Behind the veil, Blessed by the Abyss.
Relationsh.i.p.s: Chief of Black moon clan, Son of Bor and Uloth, Brother of Vargan and ...]
Looking at my stats page, it felt strange to finally see a relationship tab... and this also made it possible to view something like a loyalty meter.
[Do you wish to evolve now? it is advised that Host finds a much suitable location before we begin]
The system dropped a timely advise that reminded me of my present situation.
'hold on for now... let's finish this, at least I've completed on Goal' I climbed up the stairs solemn and alert.
The air around the platform gave me a nostalgic feeling and made me feel safe, this only Increased my vigilance.
Before I knew it, I was standing in front of an elderly Orc. He sat on the throne and looked like he was in a daze, perhaps hearing my steps he raised his head and sniffed the air before breaking into a wild laughter but ended up coughing.
It was then I understood that he was blind, After taking a while to calm down, his aged face grinned and said, "if it isn't my daughter's Son"
"!!!" it felt like I had been struck by lightning and different scenes began to play in my head. all of them had an Orc with bone earrings and a nose piercing, he wore dark rugged robes. In every scene he would laugh and say, if it isn't my daughter's Son... always like he was laying emphasis at that very point, 'My daughter's Son', you could almost taste the pride around him.
The phrase continued to sound in my head like a broken record and ended at his angry figure that rushed towards me and Urim, who held our fallen mother.
At some point, I was already kneeling in front of this old Orc, tears that was mine and not mine fell from my eyes all the same.
'Curses...D*mn it all' I thought.
"I always feared that you would come, Have you been well?" He continued to say.
That question, same as it has always been, 'If isn't my daughter's Son, come tell me, Have you been well?'.
"..." the old Orc could only sigh and said nothing to comfort me.
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Torug's POV,
The tremors on the floor made it hard for me to keep my balance, several rotten and bony hands shot out from the earth. a jarring sound could be heard in the distance, as a white stoney platform broke out from the ground.
it looked like a hooded figure staring at it's palms quietly, in between it's hands, someone sat on a white throne and he or she was staring at me.
'I guess that's where I'll have to go' I thought solemnly as I silently watched the first undead creature approach me.
'Although everything seemed different from what was supposed to happen, I just have to keep pushing forward, if not for anything...I must get answers'.
[Undead orc warrior] was all I saw when I tried checking the undead's stats. this only deepened my frown but I still took that second step.
As though, they all received an order, all of the undead within this glass forest began charging at me. with a laugh, I held my axe facing downwards as I used to dash forward in the direction of the White platform.
The closest undead at the end of my charge was sliced in two, the fabric of it's clothes hovered in the air for a second and I recognized it's symbol. It was the very same one the people that attacked the village had on their clothes.
But I couldn't dwell on the topic as a few goblin bones dived at me with daggers.
'I must not get entangled with them for too long' these was my thoughts as I Leaped into the air. Unfortunately, I felt something heading my way and it's big...I quickly turned to look and found a huge orc with rotten flesh, it punched straight at me with the force he used in approaching.
Although I managed to block the attack on time, my hands went numb and I was sent flying like a broken kite. When my body hit the floor, I continued to roll till my feet got a bit of balance once again. Without wasting time I used my leap skill once again as the rotten stench seemed to have gotten closer once again.
And just as I left, an explosion rang out as the place I was just standing got destroyed with spider web like cracks on the earth.
'Stats' I thought and my pupils dilated.
[Toro]
"!!!" the word shocked wasn't enough to describe how I felt at this moment. Toro, this was a general of Degr kingdom and a member of the loyalist faction. Him being here only meant one thing, the Degr kingdom had a hand in what happened here.
In the Novel, his location was unknown and all you could ever get were stories about his past exploits. Who knew that he met a strange fate here...At the same time, this was Nazu's father...
So the other one was really...
Immediately, while landing on the ground, I used the last leap by kicking the sides of a glass tree and was propelled forward towards the platform.
'I'm definitely not his opponent...' with the speed gained from leap, I dashed forward with my legs on the ground once I began losing a bit of speed. almost losing my balance, my axe scr.a.p.ed the earth while producing Sparks. any undead that appeared was beheaded, sliced or smashed.
After twenty minutes of constant running, leaping and killing my way out of that mess, I was out of the tree line. My breathing already became rough but it didn't take long to see the dense number of undead chasing after me.
the sight made my scalp tingle, In fact, there's a few blocking in front, humans, Goblins, lizard folk, Kobolds and so on, at the same time I have noticed several other flags, symbols belonging to different clans.
Besides Toro, I met a few other strong ones, this allowed me come to a conclusion that, what ever was protected was enough to make these people form an Alliance but I can also say that, everyone who attacked must have died here as well. This then created a new problem for me, what was it? What could have been so strong that it could take them all down and still make them undead.
The answer must be the same person sitting on the throne ahead.
A sudden growl was heard next to me as I acted on reflex, swinging my axe to the side and beheading it. the one in front of me was grabbed and smashed against a pillar, it slid down like a rag doll as it's light escaped it's body and entered mine, just like the others.
I was really close to leveling up and this was the only good thing I have noticed so far, with that thought, I came to a halt as soon as I got to the plat-form's staircase.
And as suspected, they seemed wary of approaching, in fact, the strong ones had stopped chasing at the treeline.
"Chance" was all I muttered as I pounced on the stragglers. with each kill I felt full and colder within, so I raised more hell for them.
Whenever I stepped too far from the stairs, they would get wild and rush at me but when I return, they would become meek. Once I understood the pattern, I began to grind calmly, after another forty plus minutes...
[Ding]
[Level up]
Race: Predatory Orc Lord
Level: 30(Upgradeable)
Power rating: 24600
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Titles: Savage, Orhani(Unknown Soul), Dark one, Chief, The one Behind the veil, Blessed by the Abyss.
Relationsh.i.p.s: Chief of Black moon clan, Son of Bor and Uloth, Brother of Vargan and ...]
Looking at my stats page, it felt strange to finally see a relationship tab... and this also made it possible to view something like a loyalty meter.
[Do you wish to evolve now? it is advised that Host finds a much suitable location before we begin]
The system dropped a timely advise that reminded me of my present situation.
'hold on for now... let's finish this, at least I've completed on Goal' I climbed up the stairs solemn and alert.
The air around the platform gave me a nostalgic feeling and made me feel safe, this only Increased my vigilance.
Before I knew it, I was standing in front of an elderly Orc. He sat on the throne and looked like he was in a daze, perhaps hearing my steps he raised his head and sniffed the air before breaking into a wild laughter but ended up coughing.
It was then I understood that he was blind, After taking a while to calm down, his aged face grinned and said, "if it isn't my daughter's Son"
"!!!" it felt like I had been struck by lightning and different scenes began to play in my head. all of them had an Orc with bone earrings and a nose piercing, he wore dark rugged robes. In every scene he would laugh and say, if it isn't my daughter's Son... always like he was laying emphasis at that very point, 'My daughter's Son', you could almost taste the pride around him.
The phrase continued to sound in my head like a broken record and ended at his angry figure that rushed towards me and Urim, who held our fallen mother.
At some point, I was already kneeling in front of this old Orc, tears that was mine and not mine fell from my eyes all the same.
'Curses...D*mn it all' I thought.
"I always feared that you would come, Have you been well?" He continued to say.
That question, same as it has always been, 'If isn't my daughter's Son, come tell me, Have you been well?'.
"..." the old Orc could only sigh and said nothing to comfort me.
Torug's POV, The tremors on the floor made it hard for me to keep my balance, several rotten and bony hands shot out from the earth. a jarring sound could be heard in the distance, as a white stoney platform broke out from the ground. it looked like a hooded figure staring at it's palms quietly, in between it's hands, someone sat on a white throne and he or she was staring at me. 'I guess that's where I'll have to go' I thought solemnly as I silently watched the first undead creature approach me. 'Although everything seemed different from what was supposed to happen, I just have to keep pushing forward, if not for anything...I must get answers'. Undead orc warrior was all I saw when I tried checking the undead's stats. this only deepened my frown but I still took that second step. As though, they all received an order, all of the undead within this glass forest began charging at me. with a laugh, I held my axe facing downwards as I used to dash forward in the direction of the White platform. The closest undead at the end of my charge was sliced in two, the fabric of it's clothes hovered in the air for a second and I recognized it's symbol. It was the very same one the people that attacked the village had on their clothes. But I couldn't dwell on the topic as a few goblin bones dived at me with daggers. 'I must not get entangled with them for too long' these was my thoughts as I Leaped into the air. Unfortunately, I felt something heading my way and it's big...I quickly turned to look and found a huge orc with rotten flesh, it punched straight at me with the force he used in approaching. Although I managed to block the attack on time, my hands went numb and I was sent flying like a broken kite. When my body hit the floor, I continued to roll till my feet got a bit of balance once again. Without wasting time I used my leap skill once again as the rotten stench seemed to have gotten closer once again. And just as I left, an explosion rang out as the place I was just standing got destroyed with spider web like cracks on the earth. 'Stats' I thought and my pupils dilated. Toro "!!!" the word shocked wasn't enough to describe how I felt at this moment. Toro, this was a general of Degr kingdom and a member of the loyalist faction. Him being here only meant one thing, the Degr kingdom had a hand in what happened here. In the Novel, his location was unknown and all you could ever get were stories about his past exploits. Who knew that he met a strange fate here...At the same time, this was Nazu's father... So the other one was really... Immediately, while landing on the ground, I used the last leap by kicking the sides of a glass tree and was propelled forward towards the platform. 'I'm definitely not his opponent...' with the speed gained from leap, I dashed forward with my legs on the ground once I began losing a bit of speed. almost losing my balance, my axe scr.a.p.ed the earth while producing Sparks. any undead that appeared was beheaded, sliced or smashed. After twenty minutes of constant running, leaping and killing my way out of that mess, I was out of the tree line. My breathing already became rough but it didn't take long to see the dense number of undead chasing after me. the sight made my scalp tingle, In fact, there's a few blocking in front, humans, Goblins, lizard folk, Kobolds and so on, at the same time I have noticed several other flags, symbols belonging to different clans. Besides Toro, I met a few other strong ones, this allowed me come to a conclusion that, what ever was protected was enough to make these people form an Alliance but I can also say that, everyone who attacked must have died here as well. This then created a new problem for me, what was it? What could have been so strong that it could take them all down and still make them undead. The answer must be the same person sitting on the throne ahead. A sudden growl was heard next to me as I acted on reflex, swinging my axe to the side and beheading it. the one in front of me was grabbed and smashed against a pillar, it slid down like a rag doll as it's light escaped it's body and entered mine, just like the others. I was really close to leveling up and this was the only good thing I have noticed so far, with that thought, I came to a halt as soon as I got to the plat-form's staircase. And as suspected, they seemed wary of approaching, in fact, the strong ones had stopped chasing at the treeline. "Chance" was all I muttered as I pounced on the stragglers. with each kill I felt full and colder within, so I raised more hell for them. Whenever I stepped too far from the stairs, they would get wild and rush at me but when I return, they would become meek. Once I understood the pattern, I began to grind calmly, after another forty plus minutes... Ding Level up Race: Predatory Orc Lord Level: 30Upgradeable Power rating: 24600 Alignment: Lawful Evil Titles: Savage, OrhaniUnknown Soul, Dark one, Chief, The one Behind the veil, Blessed by the Abyss. Relationsh.i.p.s: Chief of Black moon clan, Son of Bor and Uloth, Brother of Vargan and ... Looking at my stats page, it felt strange to finally see a relationship tab... and this also made it possible to view something like a loyalty meter. Do you wish to evolve now? it is advised that Host finds a much suitable location before we begin The system dropped a timely advise that reminded me of my present situation. 'hold on for now... let's finish this, at least I've completed on Goal' I climbed up the stairs solemn and alert. The air around the platform gave me a nostalgic feeling and made me feel safe, this only Increased my vigilance. Before I knew it, I was standing in front of an elderly Orc. He sat on the throne and looked like he was in a daze, perhaps hearing my steps he raised his head and sniffed the air before breaking into a wild laughter but ended up coughing. It was then I understood that he was blind, After taking a while to calm down, his aged face grinned and said, "if it isn't my daughter's Son" "!!!" it felt like I had been struck by lightning and different scenes began to play in my head. all of them had an Orc with bone earrings and a nose piercing, he wore dark rugged robes. In every scene he would laugh and say, if it isn't my daughter's Son... always like he was laying emphasis at that very point, 'My daughter's Son', you could almost taste the pride around him. The phrase continued to sound in my head like a broken record and ended at his angry figure that rushed towards me and Urim, who held our fallen mother. At some point, I was already kneeling in front of this old Orc, tears that was mine and not mine fell from my eyes all the same. 'Curses...D*mn it all' I thought. "I always feared that you would come, Have you been well?" He continued to say. That question, same as it has always been, 'If isn't my daughter's Son, come tell me, Have you been well?'. "..." the old Orc could only sigh and said nothing to comfort me.
