"WHAAAAAAT?!"
Merciless was clearly taken aback, as his shock was evident. He quickly regained his composure, but the fact remained that this power was insane—perhaps even better than Zane’s weapon, in his opinion. Of course, that was just his personal viewpoint on the matter.
"So as long as you move slower than the armor’s rate of expansion, it will protect you from anything and everything?"
"It’s often the simplest things that prove to be the most useful, you know?"
"We only have two minutes and 35 seconds left, so I don’t want you to be late. I’ll have to rush things along, I will give you Hectors weapon next… K043-12: Prometheus Sightseer’s Katana."
Michelle said as he turned to regard another instrument of war—a katana so slender and so deceptively simple it might have been mistaken for a mere mortal weapon with no distinguishing purpose other than cutting. But Merciless knew better; he could sense the latent power, the boundless potential for devastation coiled within the blade. He didn’t knew how, but this thing it was giving him the creeps.
His words carried even more weight as the sound of Silk’s voice began to ring in his head once again.
’Ohh this thing has a touch of my power within it.’
’Ha!?’
Merciless inwardly said, to which silk began to explain.
’I couldn’t determine who was responsible, but the sword seemed to have been created using the remains of one of my weaker familiars.’
’Ah, it appears this weapon was crafted from the remains of familiar #958,534... I had created this familiar for a specific purpose of exploring a certain section of the reverse world for me since it had an artifact I wanted to get if I ever got out, sadly it didn’t manage to get it since that man killed it, but it would explain why he took the corpse. But who is responsible for this weapon? They must have powers to elude my perception... This has become quite intriguing. It seems there is more to Prometheus than I had initially assumed; this clever human possesses a talent for mocking both gods and demons.’
Silk, now curious, began to question Merciless further after their initial announcement.
’Wait you knew the Greek god Prometheus.’
’The man was an outcast, shunned by the Gods for his contempt towards them. They say he was just a mere mortal, with delusions of grandeur and a weakness for women. Yet, somehow he possessed the power to manipulate divine energy from even when he was in his own mothers womb. And so, in ancient Rome, he gathered followers and fooled them into worshiping him as a God. But when Zeus discovered this blasphemy, he punished Prometheus with eternal life on a desolate island.’
’There, his own pet bird who at the time was under Zeus control would peck at his liver ceaselessly, for centuries on end. It seemed like all hope was lost for Prometheus until the day Delorah, a powerful demoness, came to rescue him.’
’Of course for a price, you see, in exchange for his freedom from torment, Prometheus pledged had to pledge himself to serve Delorah as one of her generals under Lilith commands, leaving behind his identity, as she was a servant of Lilith as such he had to make Lilith his new meaning of life she did. And now, he is known as Ekwensu - the cunning trickster and one of Delorah most formidable warriors. How did this unlikely alliance come to be? That is a question that has intrigued and puzzled many throughout the ages, and now you are also one of the very few who now knows the truth.’
’As Prometheus, he had forged countless weapons, but none were as powerful and destructive as the ones he created for this particular time. Yet, I am still struggling to understand how I did not notice that he had turned one of my own creation into a weapon. How did he manage to do it without me realizing?’
Silk question still puzzled by this revelation.
On the contrary, Merciless was equally confused, but he didn’t give it much thought. He did know one thing though - anything from Silk is bound to be dominant and overpowering.
Hector may be fortunate, but let’s shift back my focus to hear my father’s explanation.
"This!"
Michelle intoned, holding the katana aloft, as he unsheathed it from its scabbard. The blade gleamed with a malevolent aura, emitting a low hum that set Merciless’ teeth on edge. The dark energy coiled around the weapon like a serpent, ready to strike at any moment. The air around them seemed to grow heavier, charged with an ominous presence.
Merciless took a step back instinctively, the weight of the weapon’s power bearing down on him. Michelle of course notice this, but continue his explanation nonetheless.
"This weapon right here very dangerous Merciless, it will cleave through reality itself, limited only by the scope of your vision, let my show just how dangerous."
Michelle observed his gaze as it followed the blue moon above, taking in the countless stars and galaxies scattered across the night sky.
He got into a sword stance, sword above his head, his vision never leaving the sky.
With a swift and deliberate motion, Michelle brought the katana down in a fierce arc that seemed to slice through the very fabric of existence. A shockwave rippled through the air, causing the ground to tremble beneath Merciless’ feet. The blade left behind a glowing trail of distortion, warping reality itself as it passed through space.
Merciless could feel the raw power emanating from the weapon, a power that threatened to overwhelm even his formidable senses. The sheer destructive force unleashed by Michelle’s strike was awe-inspiring and terrifying all at once.
As the blade came to rest, a tear in reality lingered in its wake erasing all the star and the moon in its path countless amount of them were cut into two as massive explosion could seen light up the night sky, on the other hand the giant moon split apart from each other as it was cut perfectly in two. Merciless stared into space, feeling a primal fear creeping up his spine. This was no ordinary weapon; it was a harbinger of destruction, a tool of chaos that defied all laws of nature.
At that moment Silk speak.
’Is that all? It appears my once powerful familiar has lost much of its strength.’
’Are you actually suggesting that this sword which has the power to cleave entire galaxies in half, and yet it’s somehow weaker now? How strong are your familiars, exactly?’
’The familiars are divided into four categories: Minor, Lesser, Greater, and Apostles. I have countless minor familiars with the strength of a normal spider, approximately 200,758 lesser familiars, 10,800 greater familiars scattered across different planes and composite bubbles, and 7 apostles who reside in a higher realm with the goal of eventually defeating the origin and uncovering my seal. However, fate had other ideas for me and now I am the pet of vampire prince.’
Silk said, that last part with of annoyance. Merciless just chuckled at that last bit but replied as such.
’Wow, you’re proving to be even more valuable than I anticipated. With this, I now have connections all across the multiverse and even in higher realms. I’ll definitely put your familiars to good use. After all, if I’m going to challenge the heavens, I need to start gathering my army now.’
’It’s hard for me to accept that I’m being controlled by a spoiled child, but it’s preferable to being abandoned. Whether my army follows your orders or not, I have a better chance of defeating our enemy if you are the one wielding them. After all, your father is a powerful realm 15 being in his true form, while my apostles are only at realm 3. My powers may be limited, but there is still some strength left that I have saved before I was even seal.’
’It’s very kind of you to offer, but if you behave and follow my instructions, I might be able to persuade my father to assist you in creating a new body. However, I’m not sure about breaking the binding seal, but he could at least help with constructing a new physical form. But first, prove your usefulness; all of my pets must contribute in order to earn my love and affection as their owner.’
’Just to confirm, you’re saying that the seventh progenitor will use his incredibly powerful Ichormancy magic to create a new body for me. Am I understanding correctly? And please excuse my language, but I want to make sure you’re not joking around about this.’
’Naturally, I would love to have you on my team. However, I still need to train under my father to fully understand and utilize my Ichormancy abilities. But if you prove yourself useful to me, I will test your loyalty for the next 150 years. If I am pleased with your actions, you will be rewarded… im a very cruel person, but im a good to those who do right by me.’
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Merciless said this with a cold, calculating gleam in his eyes. The weight of his words hung heavy in the air, expecting a reaction from the enigmatic being within his mind.
Silk remained silent, but Merciless could already guess what her response would be. She was simply too proud to admit it out loud.
’I should be receiving my weapons from Father at this moment. But the real question is, just how much power did Prometheus have when he ruled as a false god with these formidable weapons? And an even more pressing question: how much power did he possess when he fully armed himself with them in succession?’
’Sigh, either way let focus on what matter, my curiosity is setting me off guard.’
"But yes more or less this what this weapon is capable of more or less, just remember to make Hector use when you are not in sight or you too will slice in half."
"Yes father, I will make sure he is well informed."
"Great, now onto your weapon. Ideally, you would be suited for a giant halberd or a Great Sword, but unfortunately I don’t have those available. Instead, I’ve selected something more Michellian like that will suit your preference for close combat."
Michelle said pulling out a black and gauntlet with purple gems embedded along the forearm. The metal shimmered in the dim light, radiating a faint glow that hinted at its unknown power. Merciless’ eyes widened at the sight of the weapon, recognizing its craftsmanship and intricacy.
He extended his hand slowly, reaching for the gauntlets taking them away from Michelle, feeling the weight of the gauntlet settle comfortably in the palm of hands. The purple gems pulsed softly, responding to his touch with a subtle hum that resonated in his bones. A surge of energy coursed through him, connecting him to the weapon in a way that felt almost intimate.
"K043-9: Prometheus Bloodthirst Gauntlets."
Michelle said to Merciless, a note of solemnity threading through his voice as he presented the pair of malevolent looking gauntlets.
His mind race further when his father began to speak.
"Strongest of the Prometheus weapons!"
He began.
"These gauntlets will siphon the literal physical prowess of your adversaries, feeding your own prowess with each strike, till they becomes diminish of their own concept of physical strength."
"Once worn, they are as much a part of you as your own flesh."
Michelle warned, the shadows seeming to deepen around them.
"Your thirst for blood and violence will grow to dangerous heights but its for this reason that I think it fits you perfectly, the bloodlust will be insatiable, driving you to seek ever greater heights of power."
Merciless reached out, his hands trembling not with hesitation but with anticipation. He slid the gauntlets over his claws, feeling them bind to his skin, becoming one with his being. A rush of euphoria surged through him, the promise of battles to come, of strength to be seized.
After a few moments, the gauntlets seemed to dissolve into thin air. But then, an excruciating heat started spreading through both of his palms. He instinctively looked down and was amused and surprised to see that a dark, intricate symbol had appeared on each hand. The symbols resembled twisted flames, as if they were burning from within his very skin. It was a sinister and eerie sight, one that sent shivers of joy down his spine as he cant wait to try this new weapon of his out.
As soon as the mark took hold, a desire for violence surged through his veins. The voice of Carmilla echoed in his mind, as if the gauntlet itself was enticing Merciless to give in to the newfound bloodlust coursing through his very being.
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The voice reverberated fiercely in his mind, trying to tempt Merciless. But he was used to hearing multiple voices in his head and had grown accustomed to it. Therefore, he mentally responded to the gauntlet without much thought.
’Silence you piece of gothic scrap! You will be fed when I see fit, and until then, you will obey my every command without question.’
The voice remained eerily silent, unable to respond. The gauntlet’s desperate attempt to control Merciless was futile, for the insatiable thirst for power within this being far surpassed any desire for control. It was clear that only an equally powerful force with more drive for power could even hope to manipulate this ruthlessly destructive weapon.
However, Merciless’s thoughts quickly shifted back to Michelle as he began to praise his new weapon.
"Mmm, yes, it suits you well. I had a feeling that K043-9: Prometheus Bloodthirst Gauntlets would be the perfect choice for you. Now, with this, I believe you are fully prepared for your exam."
"You treat me too well, Father, but I’m not complaining. Power is power, just as game is game."
"I agree fully with you on that."
Merciless’s hand emitted a purple light before it faded away, leaving the gauntlet back on his hand. He gazed at it with a satisfied smile.
Michelle’s eyes fell upon Merciless’ horns, which were impressively large. If he were a demon, these horns could indicate that he was one of the primordial’s. However, there was something strange about them; they seemed to hold demonic power within, yet it wasn’t strong enough to fully explain their size. And yet, there was an unsettling feeling emanating from them he couldn’t get around.
After thorough analysis, Michelle discovered that the horn had two sources of power or possibly only one. The horn was an adaptation of Merciless, serving as a vessel for multiple Ichors and acting as a demonic beacon for the elemental class.
The horn had the ability to absorb energy from its surroundings and convert it into any form of energy Merciless desired although he himself has to absorb it at least once, including Aether. It also served as an amplifier for his mind’s eye, expanding his consciousness to a range of 1000 km. This allowed him to see everything within that distance with clarity.
One could argue that the most significant aspect of these horns was their mysterious impact on the environment. So caught up in the weapons, Merciless didn’t even notice it, but Anastasia and Substance definitely did. The coldness emanating from the horns made them both tremble, and even the ground beneath Merciless had turned to solid ice. As if that wasn’t enough, snow began to fall from the sky, and any snowflake that touched anything, for example one of the roses would turn into a block of ice instantaneously.
But that wasn’t the only thing caught Michelle interest, because his eye soon shifted to Black Tail.
He sensed it before he saw it – a slithering sensation, an anomaly that caught Michelle’s acute awareness. His gaze, sharp as the glint of moonlight on steel, fell upon the sinuous tail that trailed behind Merciless. It was new, an appendage that hadn’t adorned his son’s form during their last encounter – alive, with a presence all its own.
"Curious indeed."
Murmured Michelle, his voice a low rumble in the freezing air. He summoned a golden bracelet from the depths of his cloak, one of the fabled Prometheus weapons, and handed it to Merciless.
"This is for your... companion."
"My companion?!"
Merciless raised one eyebrow in confusion as Michelle casually spun the gold bracelet around his finger, his expression unreadable.
"Im talking about that thing behind you."
"Hmmm oh you mean Black Tail?!"
Merciless asked, his tail extending in front of him; its smooth ebony surface glinting in the moonlight. Black Tail seemed to have a life of its own, swaying gently as if it had a mind separate from Merciless’s. Its presence was undeniable, a living entity that acted independently yet harmoniously with its master.
Michelle observed Black Tail with keen interest, his eyes narrowing slightly as he studied the mysterious appendage. The subtle movements, the way it coiled and uncoiled as if assessing the situation – all indicated an intelligence that surpassed mere instinct.
After a moment of contemplation, Michelle spoke, his voice laced with intrigue.
"An intriguing creation indeed"
Merciless grinned, a flash of white teeth against the darkness of his features. He felt a surge of pride at Michelle’s acknowledgment of Black Tail.
"It is but a small token of my potential, Father."
"Hahaha… well my blood flow through your veins, that much should be expected."
"Although father what does this thing do."
"The existence of this object is puzzling, as Prometheus is not known for having a tail. This particular item, also called K043-11: Prometheus Tailbinder Bracelet, this kind of jewelry is more commonly seen among the Earth Dragon tribe. However, it stands out as being quite unusual compared to its counterparts. It lacks any special powers and cannot be considered a weapon. In fact, it serves more as a training tool or playground for those who possess it, although for a vampire it can serve as a rather unique feeding ground or maybe you can use it for something else."
"A play ground or a feeding ground ha… can you explain in further detail for me please?"
Merciless asked still a puzzle by its initial power.
"Imagine feeling like a god. That’s what this bracelet can do for you. It contains a whole world, like a sandbox, but I must admit it’s not very exciting. The life forms inside are weak, mostly humans. But the true power of this bracelet lies in its ability to manipulate time and control every living being within it."
"What’s even more intriguing is that these beings can be brought into our world. Of course, the strongest entities inside are at best large city fodders, truly disappointing indeed. But with patience, this artifact can become truly terrifying if you turn everyone inside into Dampas and slowly mold them to your liking. My guess is that Prometheus was using the lesser creature inside to worship him, so he can an unlimited supply flow of Divine and faith energy"
"But anyways, here it is. It’s yours now. If you’re anything like me, you’ll think outside the box and come up with unique ways to use it."
