What just happened?
A trick? A skill? Some sort of glitch in the ma-, ahem, system?
Cautiously, I used my magic to trigger the active ability of my most expensive skill Extra-sensory, and began extend my 'senses' in a spherical manner all around me. Nothing. At least, not in a kilometer-radius in every direction. I don't know if I can't sense anything else beyond that because it's the limit of my current abilities or because of the restrictions of this fucking space.
[So this is the fool who dare challenge my might.]
Inwardly, I gulped. Even now, I sense nothing.And that bloody migraine-inducing voice, projection, or whatever it was, although it seemed as if from everywhere at ounce, sounded very close, and very angry,
[You are quite blind, in more ways than one.]
It continued, stating the fucking obvious. What should I do? Omni-directional attacks? But what if it attacks me in that moment too? I can't escape if I don't know where he is! Who knows, I might even blink right inside his fucking mouth! Use Maximum roll? Uh, there's a fucking abyss in front of me, and quite a lot of spatial tears in every other direction. Oh, and again my enemy is a dragon! A Divine fucking dragon that's clearly world boss material!
[Now then, that should've been enough time for you to make peace with your death.]
I died atop a mountain of corpses back on Earth, if I die here, I'm going to make sure it's going to be atop your bloody Dragon corpse.
Earh Ball! Water Ball! FIre Ball! Light Ball! Dark Ball! Chaos Ball! Taste my fucking balls you bastard!
Pushing my Agi and Magic to their very limits, I activated one spell after another, trying to make them even more destructive than the first Chaos Ball I cast in the hopes that I would take down this bastard with me. But unfortunately,
[You're not very bright, are you?]
My hopes were totally dashed. The balls vanished, as well as the Blink chain-cast that I had been simultaneously preparing.
[I thought you foolish, not stupid. But apparently one must be both to have challenged the Devourer of Magic with nothing but pure magic.]
Oh yeah, right. Hey, weren't you suppose to be some fucking Astro Binder? Or is that Devourer of Magic shit some sort of title? Also, I was doing quite well until I met a motherfucking bastard like you. And you have conveniently left out the teeny weeny itsy bitsy little fact THAT I AM AN EGG!
What am I supposed to do?! My only physical skill aside from Maximum Roll requires direct contact andI can't even sense you! Hell, I'm not even sure how Predation works! I just took it as an afterthought! And I wasn't even allowed to take defense skills for some bloody reason!
Believe me bastard, I wanna kill you so bad! If I still had my human body I'd choke you to death with my--
Ah.
Silly me.
Well, for that to work, he has to swallow me whole.
[Well, this has been quite a disappointment.]
Hey, screw you asshole.You're a disappointment! You're ancestors are disappointments! Everyone in your entire fucking family tree are disappointments!
[A Primordial Chaos Entity, even an infant, should've been an interesting opponent with their racial skills alone. Very well, let us end this farce.]
Oh, you racist bastard. Still, racial skills, huh. Since I'm in a, what do ya call it, pinch? Then shouldn't this be the part where I activate those said racial skills? No? Okay...
The Dragon appeared, it's maw above me, and then all around me. Dreadful teeth everywhere, even its very tongue seemed to have protrusions with edges sharper than razor blades. Its saliva hissed against my shell, but there was no pain instead there was a suctioning force that tugged not at my physical self, but the very essence of my being, it thirsted for my magic, hungered for my soul, it sought to drain all of me dry, and yet the midst of all this all my mind could think was 'Please don't chew. Please don't chew.'
He didn't. He swallowed me whole. So fucking eager to devour my magic, to take my power for his own.
And so, without wasting anymore time, I activated Predation.
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When the first Chaos Ball obliterated the floors above his lair, Kezair the Astral Binder felt both ecstatic and excited. He had thought then, that since his enemy was able to turn a basic spell into a singularity of such might, that their fight would be a grand and awesome one. As the spell struck him, and he devoured its essence, he marveled at the quality of its energy and salivated at the thought of the power his opponent held.
But while he was not disappointed with the latter, he could not help but feel insulted and indignant at the memory of the former. His enemy, as it turned out, was the Egg of a Primordial Chaotic entity that had somehow developed a feeble excuse of a consciousness by some freak accident. At first, Kezair thought it a trick, a facade to lure him and let his guard down, but to his dismay, he found out that not only was his opponent solely depended upon magic, it wasn't even able to bring out its own racial skills!
When the Egg blindly began firing over-saturated magic spells one after the other, Kezair sighed to himself and decided to swiftly end its pathetic existence. At the very least, a Primal Chaotic Egg regardless of which species it was born from would prove as a great tonic even for a being as mighty as him. He just had to be careful that he won't turn out to be its tonic instead.
Using his self-created Ultimate Skill, Kezair of the Astral Binder, he isolated the Egg from the World Stream, and then physically engulfed him into his body, where his innate abilities as a Devourer of Magic would easily finish the job. Gradually, Kezair could feel the consciousness within the Egg weakening, and himself growing stronger and stronger. He was astounded at the outflow of power coming from it, but deemed it reasonable as it was, after all, an entity of Primal Chaotic origin. As the current showed no signs of ending, but instead showed signs of strengthening, Kezair began to feel ecstatic. If the situation continues as it is, not only would he be able to break through the bottle-neck that had plagued him for Aeons, he might even free himself from the accursed chains that bound him to the Indomitable System.
But everything changed, when the fire nation Egg attacked.
He had been tracking it very carefully, activating skill upon skill upon it, that his absorption of its power would be swift and efficient. Even when he had thought it barely considerable as something sentient, he still took it upon himself to act with utmost caution. He had wished to shatter its shell and destroy it immediately when he engulfed it in his mouth, but to his dismay, he found it far harder than he had ever imagined. His teeth which could pierce even the heavens could not even scratch it, his jaws, which could crush even gods found no purchase. It was quite well for him that the Egg had not engaged in physical combat, as the very thought of it colliding against its skull in highspeeds sent a chilling sensations up his spine. However, when the Egg showed no reaction even as it rolled about in his tongue, Kezair decided that he should just let his stomach acids, which could dissolve the Mythical God Metals, work upon it instead. And should it show the slightest signs of giving him trouble, he would immediately expel it immediately from his body by any means possible.
Kezair had been very cautious, but he was not omniscient. The Egg disappeared, and its place was a mass of chaotic energy that began disintegrating and assimilating whatever it could touch. Shocked, he swiftly used the various spells he had prepared to transport it out of his body, but to his horror, it instead abosrbed them even more efficiently than he had done so towards the Egg's earlier spells. Earlier, the Egg was being slowly dissolved by his stomach acid, now, the mass of energy had almost absrobed them all. Kezair had a grim forboding of what would happen if it would touch his stomach lining, or go up through his esophagus. As such, he gritted his teeth, activated skills and spells that enhanced his claws and softened his scales, and then, he cut out his own stomach as swiftly but as carefully as he could.
As soon as he was sure that no trace of the energy remained within his body, he applied his swiftest healing spells and flew up and then back down the abyss. It would take him decades to heal the injuries he had inflicted upon himself, but that is quite a short time for a dragon. What was important for him was that he survived, and that he had learned once more just how valuable it is not to underestimate one's foe.
With an astral skill he took one last look at the mass of chaotic energy that caused him much trouble, but it had already turned back to an Egg.
...
When I activated Predation, it was quite an odd sensation. It was one I had felt before, but never quite in this manner. Some people call it being in 'the zone' others call it 'auto-pilot', but whatever they fucking call it, I had long decided that I really don't bloody like it. For one, everything went by in a blur, and it was like, one moment, I was in a fucking dragon's stomach, the next I was outside with no dragon in sight and over a dozen of blue boxes harrassing my sorry ass. My only consolation was that it didn't have that bloody 'Ding Ding Ding' sound effect. Because if it did...
Kezair the Divine Astral Dragon has admitted defeat!
Calculating Total Experience... Error. Current Level Limit Reached. Further cannot be gained until after evolution. Experience Shelved For Evolution Process. New Titles Gained!
Final Stage Clear!
Calculating Rewards... Chaotic Primordial Egg enhanced to Paragon Level! 10000 AP Acquired! 1000 SP Acquired! Sigil of The Bloody Abyss Acquired! Congratulations...
Admitted defeat... The fucker's not dead then. Welp, next time I see the cunt I guess I'll just activate Predation asap.
And what the hell is up with that congratulations!?! You got a fucking problem with me clearing this fucking tutorial?! Huh!?
Event Space Closing... Returning User to Original Space... Please Standby...