CHAPTER 151. BOOK 3 EPILOGUE

Amber opened her eyes to see the same familiar white hallway, one that was dimly lit by diffused warm light coming from slits running perpendicular to one another in the ceiling. It was the same appearance as the 1st floor of the treasury, and she didn’t know why but this place made her feel… calm.

That said, even while feeling calm she still felt like death; her head was pounding and even though she had recovered from her injuries she still felt incredibly off. Perhaps it was due to the amount of Essence she had expended; she did after all burn through so much of her life that it wasn’t even funny.

And the conversion fucking sucks too. Amber shook her head before looking at her shaking hand.

She took in how her skin looked pale and more than anything, it had cracks all over. She wasn’t dying. She knew herself all too well to know she wasn’t just going to drop dead, however, this must have been the exertion of the being that Ax’thra had told her about.

Unlike normal cores which will be strained by something as simple as this, awakened ones will not. For such strain will just affect your body instead.

It must have been that. Meaning she would eventually recover from it given how casually Ax’thra explained, and thankfully, she had gotten everything she wanted. She just knew it already. That lifted her spirits as she smiled, walking down the hallway as a familiar notification finally appeared.

[Welcome to the 2nd out of 3 levels in the treasury…]

And soon, she walked out of the hallway only to see yet another familiar hall, one with pedestals, but this time; there was something she expected before. Gold. Mountains of gold and priceless jewels filled the room, and from what she could tell, she was free to grab whatever amount of them, which she helped herself too.

After all, Demonic Sword Droz’gad had almost completely evaporated when it protected her from the hydra’s blast, otherwise she would’ve died. She needed to get it repaired, and this money was going to go to that.

She took quite a lot of gold, a couple thousand coins and it didn’t even make a dent in comparison to the size of the room. Then, Amber turned and saw a plate of stone at her feet with writing, something that wasn’t a surprise.

“Being a hero is merely the first step to be a legend.”

It said, but Amber didn’t really care. She ignored it entirely and instead turned to the pedestals, which actually had a mist covering each of the items. There were four pedestals in total, something that greatly excited her.

Is it to build up anticipation? Amber wondered. It kind of worked, since her interest was definitely piqued. And a moment later, a notification came.

[In order to reveal the item you must touch the mist. You may take one item from this room. Beware, your choice shall be laid bare before the eyes of judgment. Only legends may access the third floor of the Shattered Tower’s treasury.]

“Pretty straightforward.”

Amber nodded and immediately headed for the nearest pedestal, and maybe it was because of the adrenaline that was still coursing through her body, but she felt excited to reveal the item. After all, it was going to be the payoff to her efforts. Each and every item here had to be extraordinary.

“Let’s see then.”

Amber smiled and touched the mist, only to reveal a familiar item. It was a black dagger that sheened with a purple color under the light.

It was none other than an item that made her freak out in the past.

The Dagger of Light.

[??? ⁠— Dagger of Light ⁠— ???

This artifact has been forged by ??? the Primordial Spirit using the rarest materials to be found in Vir. This dagger bears the enhancements of:

Ability: Blood Binding Contract: Give the Dagger of Light your blood in order to be bound to it, making you its owner and preventing anyone else from wielding it for as long as you live.

Ability: First March: Blink: Teleport to the Dagger of Light or teleport the Dagger of Light to you with a one kilometer limit. This ability has a five second cooldown.

Ability: Second March: Movement: When chaining two attacks make the second one instantaneous. This ability has a ten second cooldown.

Ability: Third March: Breath: For as long as you’re holding your breath, the Dagger of Light will double your dexterity.

Ability: Fourth March: Throw: When throwing the Dagger of Light you will always have perfect throws with no deviation from where you intend to aim.

Ability: Fifth March: Focus: When wielding the Dagger of Light you gain superhuman focus.

Ability: Final March: Light Speed: Once a month gain a 1000% increase in dexterity and erase the cooldown of all the other abilities that the Dagger of Light possesses.

“Its abilities are just as insane as I remember,” Amber whispered, looking at it made her happy.

Especially because now after her deadly battle she had an extreme appreciation for the weapons she wielded, so adding it to her arsenal wasn’t a bad idea at all. And this was just the first item out of the three there were present before her. And considering how insanely good it was, that only meant that this was the baseline.

It certainly couldn’t get much worse than this, and in fact; she had a feeling that it could only get better.

Though picking the dagger just to absorb it felt tempting; surely there was a way to modify it into a sword for Cursewelder to absorb. That said, she had to hold off on that for a moment, because there were still three more pedestals to check.

Amber took a deep breath and headed to the next closest one⁠, the mist surrounding the item looked the same as the previous one, so she didn’t know what to expect, but nevertheless, she touched it and dispersed it.

And what greeted her was something she didn’t expect, it was a golden pendant, one that was nothing short of extraordinary.

[??? ⁠— All-powerful Pendant of Arkara ⁠— ???

This pendant was created by ??? the Primordial Spirit using the rarest materials to be found in Vir to repay a favor to ??? the Primordial Spirit for ?????? This necklace bears the enhancements of:

Ability: Blood Binding Contract: Give the Pendant of Arkara your blood in order to be bound to it, making you its owner and preventing anyone else from wielding it for as long as you live.

Ability: Arkara’s Power Contract: Sacrifice a year of your lifespan for a boost of 300% in all your attributes.

Ability: Arkara’s Life Contract: Sacrifice a level to gain one year of lifespan.

Ability: Arkara’s Talent: You may use any skill that you know of, whether it be magical or physical for an appropriate cost of Primordial Energy. It can be a skill you do not possess, however the skill must not exceed your level.

Ability: Arkara’s Embrace: While supplying a small amount of Primordial Energy to this pendant your attributes will increase by 20%.

Ability: Arkara’s Blessing: At the cost of great Primordial Energy you may receive a Greater Blessing that will cure all ailments.

Ability: Arkara’s Might: At the cost of great Primordial Energy you may multiply your stats by 1000% for a day. Once the day passes your stats will be halved for a week.]

Amber blinked. “Damn.”

Needless to say, it was good. And it solved her lifespan problem in a weird way; and even granted her immortality in a way. The ability; Arkara’s Talent was probably the strongest out of all of them. With it, so long as she did her research, she could become borderline untouchable. Of course, there was a big limitation tied to it; so she couldn’t just copy Frei’s shadow magic, but still.

It was strong, and it was also tempting.

And there are two more still… Amber turned, eyeing the remaining pedestals. I wonder what they are?

With that in mind, Amber headed to the third pedestal and immediately touched the mist, and she couldn’t help but blink as she saw a thick leatherbound book. One that had an incredibly simple description.

[Relic Grade ⁠— Ishtar’s Journal ⁠— Ancient Quality.

This is a journal that uses high quality materials that have withstood the sands of time. And its owner placed great care in it. This journal bears the following enhancements.

Simplified knowledge: This journal is easier to read.

Ability: Fixed teleport: This journal can teleport anyone in contact with it to a fixed location by supplying it with mana.]

That was all.

That was the entire description.

And yet Amber’s heart was beating fast. This was one of the fabled journals left behind by Ishtar the Exiled Emperor of Arkase. It was said that each of his journals were the equivalent of a Class Advancement for however found them. And considering how damn hard it was for her to get this opportunity, Amber was inclined to believe that.

Choosing just got a lot harder. Amber breathed before turning to the last pedestal.

She wasn’t going to even start thinking about things; what if the last item was even better? So, instead, she moved to dispel the doubts she had in her mind.

Taking a deep breath, she touched the mist and couldn’t help but sigh. It was a vial, one that greatly appealed to her.

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[??? ⁠— Curse of ⁠Ashes — ???

This is a curse from a higher realm in liquid form. It shall burn anything it comes into contact with until it becomes ash, the flames shall gain strength the longer they are resisted. This curse surpasses a Cursebearer’s innate Supernatural Nullification.]

At least I’ve seen all four items.

Amber shook her head and looked towards the dagger; it was a possible upgrade for Cursewelder but it was undoubtedly the item she wanted the least. Then, she looked towards the All-powerful Pendant of Arkara, it was probably related to Arkara’s Staff in some way, so perhaps there was some kind of synergy between the items.

It also helped her with her lifespan problem, and it was undoubtedly a great item, an item she would find a lot of use for and one that would most definitely save her from exerting herself in future fights.

It was great.

After it, was Ishtar’s Journal, it was undoubtedly the riskiest item to take but it also had a chance of giving her incredibly important information or even very useful loot. It was basically a gamble, but it was almost guaranteed she would find something from it.

And finally, there was the Curse of Ashes, at first glance it seemed kind of lame, but Amber could tell; it was fucking strong. Now, there was the problem of learning to use it, because it would just kill her if she took too long. But it was a risk she was willing to take.

Needless to say, three out of the four items greatly appealed her, and it was a hard decision to make. But in all honesty, the pendant was replaceable, or not necessary to her so she could ignore it.

However, between the Curse of Ashes and the journal…

Amber sighed, and moved.

“In the end, I can ask Sid or Val for a similar item or even the same thing, but this is not something I can get elsewhere without tremendous effort.”

Amber grabbed Ishtar’s Journal, making her choice, and along with it a green teleportation circle appeared accompanied with a notification. It happened in an instant.

[As a champion you became a hero, and as a hero you became a legend. As a legend the Shattered Tower grants you access to the third floor of its treasury that is beyond the portal. A great reward awaits you.]

Amber took a deep breath staring at the notification, it really was as she thought, but…

Then, she turned to the teleportation circle.

This I didn’t expect…

Amber could feel the energy swirling from it. Whether it was because she had a new sixth sense due to all the changes she had undergone, or whether it was from experience, but she could feel that this portal was special. In the first place, it was the portal to the third floor of the treasury, and it was the reward she was sure she was bound to get.

But it was also different from the previous portal she experienced; vastly different. Maybe it was because she had pondered about it in her free time, or maybe it was just because she had changed, but she knew that this floor was different; she knew it was bound to change her life and the reason the reason was simple⁠—

She stepped into the circle and her surroundings shifted into a dark room. Amber found herself before a green source of light, one that was chained, and one that was smiling at her. It was a Primordial Spirit.

⁠—it was bound to change her life because it was the greatest reward of the Shattered Tower, only one legends could experience.

Meeting a god.

Meeting the owner of the tower they had labored so hard to climb.

It was something she vaguely expected, however what the spirit said next made Amber pause.

“I’ve been waiting for you, Amber. Friend of the Primordial of Spirits of Life and Lightning, and friend of the Primordial Spirit that imprisoned me.”

Because he knew exactly who she was.

“There is a lot I want to talk to you about.”

And he was grinning right at her.

* * *

The Server of Chaos looked at the rising sun, it was the early morning, and as it looked into the distance, he couldn’t help but frown. Because his target; the person he wished to kill; had changed yet again.

“So, not only have you learned Essence, but you’ve also ascended.”

That was something that caused it great displeasure, but even then it knew that its victory was assured. After all, this time he was here with his real body; he was here to put an end to the girl and reclaim what he had lost. Even if she ascended, it was going to take a lot more than that for her to defeat him. That he knew.

“Just you wait, Amber…” he growled looking at the horizon. “Soon, you will face your judgment.”

He wasn’t there just yet, but soon he would be, and when that happened, everything would change. He was going to kill her, no matter the price he paid. Even his long lifespan wasn’t out of the question.

After all, he too had ascended a long time ago.

* * *

Remmel Wolfe drank his life away at a bar, it was a backwater bar with a lot of conflicts. In fact, just today alone he had to kill someone just so the patrons would stop bothering him. But the alcohol; or the people he killed; it didn’t help quell his anger.

He slammed his cup on the bar as a loud bang echoed, yet he went mostly ignored as he grumbled.

“Fucking bitch took everything from me.” He clenched his fist. “I will make you pay.”

He was seething, he had been seething. He knew he couldn’t touch her just yet, but soon; soon he would have his revenge for what she had done. Not only had she disrespected him, she had also abused his kindness, she had taken his pet, Aveline. She was meant to become a key asset for him, and yet now it was less and less likely to happen.

The amount of hatred he felt had only grown in the past couple of days, and soon it was going to spill over. She was in the way of his goals. He wanted to lead the Obsidian Rose one day, not be a puppy to some bitch.

Remmel’s grip shattered the cup as wood splattered.

“Just you damn wait…”

Finally, he stood up from his spot and threw some gold coins to cover his tab, which caused people to gape at him. However, Remmel didn’t even register it, for his mind was thinking, it was now planning revenge.

And it was only a matter of time before it came to fruition.

* * *

Velda Starkell stood before a large tower. It was the tower of the Primordial Spirit near the capital. She was finally ready to challenge it, and even though it had taken much arguing, Liz, her sister, had relinquished allowing her to do it. While she wasn’t as high level as she would’ve liked, she decided that she wanted to get her Class Advancement inside of the tower, but she was close.

She was currently level 93, and she wasn’t alone. She had Deer by her side, who was also of similar level.

In the end, she had decided to take Amber’s advice; to go into the tower before her Class Advancement, all so she could get a Legacy Branch at the same time. That said, she was slightly doubtful whether she could get one. Based on what she researched it seemed extremely hard.

Still, she wouldn’t give up even if it took her till level 150. Because, even now; even after witnessing how ridiculously extraordinary Amber was, Velda still wanted to surpass her. And she had thoroughly prepared for this.

Velda took a breath, along with Deer, and the two of them ventured into one of the tower entrances as it shut off.

For a moment, there was only darkness as Velda frowned.

I researched this… even the first fight will be incredibly difficult.

And then, the light came back as Velda raised her staff and Deer entered on guard, but instead they both froze.

“Well, aren’t you two cute?”

Because before them, was a figure glowing in a red light, one whose figure was white like snow. Velda had seen them in books before; it was a Primordial Spirit.

It was the Primordial Spirit of this tower, and she was frowning.

“Amber never told me she had friends as adorable as you.”

Hearing that, Velda and Deer couldn’t help but freeze.

* * *

Oracle, also known as Elcaro, was happy. For, their plan was finally coming to fruition.

“Finally.”

A chilly voice echoed as a dead body dropped to the ground, the voice belonged to the Demon of Genesis. It stood tall with its lanky and pale body, and Oracle himself couldn’t help but feel glee as he agreed.

“Indeed, now that you’ve reached level 400 we can move our plans forward,” he said, beaming.

They had finally killed the pesky Saints of Truth that were in the way, and now that the sun was rising, it almost felt like a sign to the new era that was about to come. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say, this was one of the happiest moments in his long life. After all, his goals, his aspirations, his dreams were finally going to be realized. It was only a matter of time.

Oracle smiled as he turned, but he heard the demon’s chilly voice in reply as his eyes widened.

“Yes, except your services are no longer needed to summon my God.”

Before he could react, the Demon of Genesis pierced him through the chest with its massive hand. It happened in an instant. Oracle blinked, his body being consumed by curses, as he groaned in pain, emotional pain.

“How?”

Oracle was shocked. The Demon of Genesis should’ve been subservient to it, it shouldn’t have been able to kill him, let alone harm him. And there was also another factor, one it couldn’t understand.

“How will you carry the summoning ritual without me?!” he shouted.

In response, Oracle saw the demon simply grin at him.

“Goodbye, human, you were useful.”

With those words, he was thrown into the ground as he bled out, his life escaping from him as he gritted his teeth, having a realization.

He had merely been a pawn to bring the Demon Gods to Vir.

They never intended to follow his vision.

Oracle gritted his teeth. “You will regret this…”

And in response, the Demon of Genesis simply laughed, looming over him, his foot raised.

“A mere human cannot understand our grand plan, so relax and pass away, knowing you’ve just brought ruination to the entirety of Vir.”

The demon stomped, ending Oracle’s life.

* * *

Soon things were bound to change, for better or for worse.

“So, shall we get started?” The Primordial Spirit asked.

And for Amber, it all began with a conversation with the god she had just met.

End of Book 3

Amber Status:

[Name: Amber | Level: 240 | Title: Abyssal Lord

Class: Accursed Primordial Human (Cursed Berserker) | Unspent Stat Points: 0

Race: Fledgling Primordial Human (Unranked)

Legacy Branch: Primordial Demonic Blood

Stats:

Vitality: 2156

Strength: 1889

Dexterity: 1887

Endurance: 925

Intelligence: 923

Wisdom: 1095

Free Core Skill Slots: 1 | Core Skills:

[Accursed Reignition - 5th Rank Lvl. 4], [Quick Dash - 5th Rank Lvl. 7], [Accursed Creation - 5th Rank Lvl. 5], [Inexorable Momentum - 5th Rank Lvl. 7], [Inexorable Body - 5th Rank Lvl. 7], [Accursed Strength - 5th Rank Lvl. 5], [Accursed Recovery - 5th Rank Lvl. 7], [Accursed Battery - 5th Rank Lvl. 3], [Accursed Rage Synergy - 5th Rank Lvl. 8], [Inexorable Manipulation - 5th Rank Lvl. 10], [Primordial Exertion].

Legacy Branch Skills:

[Crimson Fervor - 3rd Rank Lvl. 6], [Crimson Fuel - 3rd Rank Lvl. 8], [Crimson Venom. Lvl. 10], [Crimson Sense - 2nd Rank Lvl. 9], [Crimson Destruction. - 2nd Rank Lvl. 8], [Crimson Break. - 2nd Rank Lvl. 9], [Crimson Cry. Lvl. 1], [Blood Catalyst. Lvl. 7], [Demonic Frenzy. Lvl. 10]

General Skills:

[Supernatural Nullification], [Abyssal Channel], [Appraisal. Lvl. 4], [Toxin Resistance ⁠- 6th Rank Lvl. 1], [Curse Resistance - 6th Rank Lvl 3.], [Elemental Resistance - 5th Rank Lvl. 10], [Physical Resistance - Lvl. 5th Rank Lvl. 10], [Magical Resistance - 5th Rank Lvl. 10], [Sharp Instincts - 5th Rank Lvl. 9], [Quick Recovery - 2nd Rank Lvl. 10], [Mana Sense Acceleration. Lvl. 5], [Cursed Blazing Bolt. Lvl 3].]

Essence skills (described by Amber).

Fulminating Slash ⁠— A cutting white slash that explodes after impact with flames.

God’s Physique ⁠— A body strengthening skill that also allows the use of Essence for regeneration.

God’s Dynamo ⁠— Create Essence from mana.

Advanced Blue Fire Creation ⁠— A skill to create powerful blue flames.

Primordial Blazing Bolt ⁠— A concentrated arrow of blue fire that is extremely destructive.

Primordial Disintegration Bolt ⁠— A concentrated arrow of the Curse of Disintegration.

Storm of Destruction ⁠— Summon a storm of lighting to kill people.

Inexorable Will ⁠— Cursed Inexorable Berserker’s class skill, allows to enforce your will upon yourself in the form of becoming considerably tougher and harder to take down, or enforcing it upon others halting their movements even if temporarily.

Aspect of Crimson ⁠— Allows legacy branch skills to be applied to Essence and be enhanced by it.

Wind Cleave ⁠— A cutting attack with greater cutting power than Fulminating Slash, it is purely a slash of wind.

Wind Manipulation ⁠— A skill that allows to manipulate wind to enhance the speed or sharpness of things, or other uses that I can’t think of.

Essence Pact⁠ ⁠— Allows to bind parties to certain conditions.

Demonic Blood Contract ⁠— Make contract with demons with blood, but more usefully can change the terms of contracts with demons.

Accursed Knowledge ⁠— Allows curses to be made out of Essence, links all main class skills to Essence.