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65 - Monolith of Passage - The Tower 5
🕑 Added 2024-05-14 19:16:26 +0000 UTCThe Unborn marched ahead of its creator after both exited the room and found an untold number of Gursers swarming for them.
With his black sword in hand which the Creator had returned, he was poised to take on the little crowd. Finally, a partner to use against the wave of mobs.
Unfortunately, things were not as easy as Hilde thought them to be. The Gursers for some reason had called out their most formidable. Looking at it from an out-of-game point of view it made sense. Purifying one of their own was a dangerous move for them.
As such, they'd come all out to purge the invader before more of their ranks fell.
'I hoped for a slow but steady act, purifying one after the other" She pouted at this development before looking to the Unborn.
"Deal with your ex-team. I'll wipe out the mob then assist. First order. Don't die or get destroyed". With those parting words, she willed her body structure to change. Her hair grew thicker and wavy like a lion's mane but more feminine. Her body got muscular and toned. While she couldn't see it she could feel firmness in her abdomen and limbs. Her body increased in height till she was over 7 feet and as tall as the Unborn by her side if not taller.
The springy feeling of strength in her body made her grin but simultaneously lament not using it against the Unborn earlier.
"Oh well," she shrugged fixing her eyes on the mob about to clash into them. " I can test it out now". Hilde dove with wolf fangs in both hands and the Unborn next to her. Its marbled structure was like black stone, its figure shaped like a Greek god.
The fight was less eventful for her but different levels of hard for tbe Unborn. With her new racial setting, she got an explosive increase in Might, Physicality, and Mobility. Mobility while the lowest was still there.
[Welcome to the Rack of Records Creator 79]
[Record position - Absolute]
[SCREEN 1]
[Host - Hildelith 'Fearghal' Ironstone]
[Moniker - The Warrior One]
[Feats - Creation's Witness, Motivated, Source Point Creator, Striking Out
[Titles -One of the Speakers, Ender of the Beginning]
[Entity - Creator 79]
[Race - Nothing]
[Racial Type - Primordial Nothingness Entity]
[Level - 16(780/1600)
[Health - 24/24(1008/1008)]
[Core - One -Spark]
[Karma - #]
[Cultivation Base - Null]
[Physicalities [Abstract
Might - 250+(50) Focus - 245(247.5)+(20) +8
Mobility - 315+(30) + 16 Perception - 10 + 3
Physicality - 260 + 12 Abstract - 255(249.9)+(20) + 16
Defense - 10 + (30) + 2 Soul - 10
MOA - # Akasha - #
[Free Stat Points - 80]
With her defense now in the thousands, Hilde was unfettered. Like a feather tossed about by the wind, she moved unhindered. With Akasha feeding her the skills to be used on each occasion she was lethal. Her fists and her daggers reaped the shards of the Gursers around her like a harvest.
Her chakram occasionally flew coated with nothingness at the enemy while m she dissipated the void chaos daggers into her inventory and back whenever the chakram returned. Yet they were not the only Weapons of death present. Claws, long and beautiful, carved like fine china scraped over bones and cracked off bits of bone.
On the other side of the hall, the Unborn stood unmoved. His black skin sparked as blades clashed off it and his equally black steel fended off the other Elite Gursers.
He knew what his creator wanted. To liberate these brothers of his from the throes of pain they were in. By all of Asingwinir, he would make his creator's deeds fruitful. Not just for her cause but for his, for all these lands that had suffered a tribulation.
*****
UNBORN'S POV.
How long does it take one to forget? To unsee what had been seen. To wash the pains of an event away. I had no idea.
It was like a slumber. But nothing of that sort. Like a prison of both my making and the cruel tribulator's doing. Locked in a world of never-ending fire. My body was ablaze over and over again. I was nothing but bones now yet it felt like my skin kept melting.
There was no saying how long it took to forge the pain. To tame, no, to reforge the blistering fires until it was tolerable. The fires could not be tamed, ever.
My very being yearned for freedom, and part of me wished for the end. Through all this time I spent in the fires begging for aid, none heeded our call. None answered.
Then she came. Our fight was one I barely kept to attention with my mind flickering between the here and the other. The white light shone brightly as a sun, warm yet unlike the fires that burned, tender. Flooding my body and sweeping the flames that charred my soul away.
Then something new entered. Something just as warm as the first but more profound. It was little yet made the first feel like a candle's heat to the warmth of the sun.
Then I knew her name. Like it had been ingrained. Just like the Tribulator's own had been.
'Hildelith Ironstone. My maker'. I focused on the name and I felt a joy sweep through me.
The new power in my bones fed me with comfort and energy. It reformed my body till I was anew. A skin of black stone yet unlike stone hard as steel.
I felt the tingles of something within me but I could not understand it. Unlike the fires that burned, it was soothing. Then she asked me to help yield my brothers and I knew. They too would appreciate the cure. For too long had the fires charred our souls.
Finally, the Gods had answered
*****
THIRD PERSON POV
Hilde smiled at the last message received as she snuffed the flames from the Gurser with a Nothingness-covered palm crushing its head. Her eyes moved to the still-holding Unborn.
She smiled at his resilience. Whilst one and probably less powerful he held on, unrelenting and keeping the others in place. His body was a dance of movement that had Hilde unsure if he had held back with her or if like the divinity of fires, her spark had made him even stronger or faster.
He dodged blows, parried thrusts, and made clashes deflect off his tenebrous steel with a shower of sparks He was a sight to behold, a true knight in ancient times. Flawless yet hindered by the power gap.
It made her wonder if her Unborn could be leveled. The Gursers seemed to have advanced from normal to better. The question was what made them grow?
Shaking herself back to the now she called out for the Unborn to let one pass.
The Unborn his white eyes stealing one quick look at her as if affirming the command's source moved down and swept an Elite Gurser off his feet. In the same move, another Gurser received a foot to the chest sending it impacting the others.
The Unborn pushed forward stealing the space created from the Gursers.
Hilde tilted her head even as she walked right to the sacrificed Gurser.
"That was smooth." the show of skill had astounded her. Proving again that the Unborn's swordsmanship was not to be trifled with.
The Gurser on the floor rose with a quick stance that had Hilde's body shifting into combat. Yet in a flash, the Unborn had dove back driven its blade into the Gurser's Achilles heel tripping it. Its side glance at Hilde was enough to send a message.
'It's down, take this chance' was what the look should have meant.
She didn't dally. Her palm touched its head as she filled it instantly with the flow of her divinity. She'd have loved to show off the skills that Akasha had arranged out in her head. 'Oh well'.
"Forgot this, but it seems like there's nothing like divinity negation with them." her lips moved even as she mentally selected the new options and then watched thrilled as the Gurser was reborn.
"Two down and..." she attempted to count over the Unborn's head but losing the number of participants one too many times she huffed."...a lot more to go."
The new Unborn whom she mentally called Second took just a moment to get its calibration configured.
"I'll call you First and you second. That's how it will be as each of you gets purified". She muttered. Naming was a chore.
Hilde shrugged off her weird naming sense before assisting First the number one Unborn by creating little rocks to trip and disorient the Gursers, a bit of primordial ice sheet on the ground for them to slip on, a tear in reality with Nothingness that stole the enemies weapon, nothingness blasts that erased the ground a Gurser was about to step on and a quick pulse of divinity that caught attention to distract them.
Finally, Second rose, and with one look at the scene, he knew what needed to be done. Sword equally black, held tightly in hand he joined his elder one in fending back the Gurser.
"Come to think of it. They're all sword users." She noted the black steels of all the Gursers and the Unborn.
"Does that mean he's just naturally better. Or does the Spark bearer trait make him just faster". She watched as Second fought and realized that while her assumption was correct, it totally wasn't.
First was another monster on his own. Second while good was like watching an amateur next to a pro. Worlds apart. Hilde couldn't believe she'd survived the onslaught of such a skilled figure.
The whole scuffle ended after a whole thirty minutes. Each time getting faster the more Unborn she added to the ranks of her fighters.
At this point, she already had up to Fifteen. Fifteen Unborns all standing silently as she appraised them. A few differences made it easier to know one from the other. First wasn't the tallest or the largest. Second had more height while Ten was a hulk of a fella with a black broad sword.
How First had fended that one off while also battling the others was a mystery that she didn't want to speculate on.
Since they could all speak she wondered if asking what happened was allowed. Still, Hilde figured the system would have blockers in the way to not let information spill untimely.
First spoke calmly though. It didn't remember and all it had were the tbe memories of tbe fire and its pain. Also one word. Tribulator.
There was no reaction or announcement from the system meaning it was either irrelevant or she wasn't close enough to its setting.
He also alerted her of the presence of more brothers in the tower.
Hilde though took one thing from his statement. They were once normal or a race of beings.
"Rest up. Do whatever you do. I'll be back soon. Then we clear this tower and free your brothers from their fiery prison and pain." she smiled before turning to head back into the safe zone. In her mind, though Hilde couldn't help but wonder if she wasn't simply substituting one fiery hell for another less painful one, maybe but still a prison for the Unborn.
What was so different about her divinity that it would not cause the pains or was it an elemental thing? Meaning if there was some other sort of divinity that didn't cause pain she wouldn't really be freeing them from anything bad. Would she? Hide could barely make sense of this particular conundrum.
Shutting the door behind her she ignored the alert of being back in a safe zone, shut away the thoughts of her situation, and after making sure the door was wedged by a chair she rested on the bed and logged out.
