Kael approached the heart in the centre of cavern he knew that Salvador wanted to sacrifice him to this wretched heart to escape from the cavern, but he wasn’t sure how he could escape now.
I guess ill just have to destroy the thing.
Kael lifted his new [Blood of the abyss] up into the air, he ignited the bloody like flames along its sharp blade, then in one swift motion he brought it down on the heart, the air parted way for his scythe, whistling, then it struck with what sounded like a thunder clap however to his dismay there wasn’t even a mark left on the heart, he was still weak he was still bronze rank. It pained Kael, he thought he would be unmatched after his new inheritance but all it really gave him was a path to strength and not the strength itself.
I guess I’m stuck here then
Kael decided he would come back and try again once he reached the silver rank so that’s what he did, Kael went back through the tunnel seeing out every creature he could find and now he understood the true power of his perks now, it was his ability to simply keep fighting while his enemies grew weaker and closer to death, this was especially evident when he was fighting groups of creatures.
Kael was now going down a different tunnel to what he was going down with Salvador, who had been quiet for a while now, he couldn’t tell if the guy could see what he was doing but Kael knew he would be shocked if he could, he’d turned into a harbinger of death and blood, much like Salvador used to be.
Kael came up to another alcove in the tunnel and this one was larger than the one that the ogre had made his home, in fact it was a lot larger because this one was home to a whole tribe of the ogres, this was his first time seeing an ogre since his battle with Salvador and he was excited to test his new strength.
He stepped into the alcove, his presence immediately noticed by the nearest ogre, who paused mid-action and turned its monstrous gaze towards him.
"Intruder!" the ogre roared, its voice deep and guttural, sending a ripple of tension through the others.
Kael didn’t wait for them to react any further. He surged forward with a flash of movement, his scythe raised high. The first ogre he encountered tried to swing a massive club at him, but Kael was faster. he dodged with practiced ease. The club crashed into the ground where he had been just moments before, and Kael struck with deadly precision, his scythe slicing through the ogre’s arm with a sickening crack. The ogre bellowed in pain and a mass of blood erupted from the wound in an unstopping fountain of crimson gore, but before it could retaliate or succumb to its bloodloss, Kael’s blade swept through its neck, severing its head with one clean stroke.
The ogre fell to the ground, its body twitching for a moment before finally going still in a sea of its own blood. Kael felt a surge of power—he could sense the essence of the fallen ogre merging with his own but something else happened, he felt his bloodgod perms grow stronger and when he checked his suspicion was true, he now had 2 lives on his counter, this hadn’t happened when he had killed the other creatures of the cave maybe the ogres are different. The vitality it had once possessed now flowed through him, and the regenerative effect of his Blood God Inheritance worked to keep him in top condition as he moved forward.
"Kill him!" another ogre shouted, its voice sharp with fury. Kael could feel the weight of the threat rising as the remaining ogres charged at him.
Kael’s scythe was a blur of crimson as he moved in, slicing through the next ogre’s chest with a brutal upward slash. It barely had time to react before its ribcage was exposed, the blade tearing through its flesh like paper. The ogre staggered back, clutching its wound, but Kael was already on it. He delivered another devastating strike, this one carving into its side and cutting deep. With a guttural scream, the ogre collapsed.
As Kael moved deeper into the alcove, more ogres rushed him from all sides. He was surrounded, but he didn’t falter. His ability to heal from every wound and drain the essence from those around him made him a force to be reckoned with. Every swing of his scythe felt faster, more controlled, as if he were dancing through the chaos of battle. Blood sprayed into the air, some of it his own, but he regenerated faster than any of the ogres could land a fatal blow. Their heavy, clumsy strikes were like child's play compared to his speed and precision he had killed at least 20 of the ogres and he wasn’t slowing down.
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One of the ogres, larger than the rest and clearly their leader, roared in fury, swinging an enormous warhammer with terrifying force. Kael’s eyes narrowed, and he darted forward, sidestepping the hammer’s deadly arc. He moved in for a strike to the ogre’s side, but the leader was quick, bringing the hammer down in a counterattack that sent shockwaves through the ground. Kael had to leap backward, his feet skidding against the rocky floor as the warhammer impacted the ground where he’d just been standing.
The leader grunted, clearly angered by Kael’s evasion. With renewed fury, he swung again, this time faster, more violent. But Kael was already anticipating the move. His scythe struck with a vicious cleave to the ogre’s leg, taking the giant off balance. As the ogre staggered, Kael took his chance. He spun around, the edge of his scythe glowing with the eerie, blood-red fire, and slashed upward, cutting through the ogre’s midsection. The massive beast let out a roar of pain before collapsing to the ground, he wasn’t dead, but he soon would be, Kael just left him there knowing the outcome.
With the leader fallen, the remaining ogres hesitated for just a moment, their faces twisted in fear and rage. They had been watching their comrades fall before Kael’s relentless assault. Their once boisterous confidence had been shattered by his brutal efficiency.
Kael stood amidst the carnage, breathing heavily but feeling invigorated. His body pulsed with strength, and every swing of his scythe felt like a part of him. He was becoming more than just a warrior—he was a force of nature, unstoppable and unyielding. The essence of the fallen ogres fed his hunger, pushing him even further into his newfound power.
The remaining ogres hesitated for just a moment longer before the fear overtook them, and they began to flee.
Kael didn’t let them. He dashed forward, his movements a blur as he cut down the stragglers with ruthless efficiency. His scythe moved like an extension of himself—fluid, precise, and unrelenting. He no longer cared about mercy. His Blood God Inheritance urged him to reap, to kill, to grow stronger.
One by one, the ogres fell, their blood spilling across the stone floor of the cavern, their life forces absorbed into Kael’s being. Each kill only made him more powerful, his wounds healing even faster than before. The more they fought, the more he was able to regenerate, his vitality returning with every strike and not oly that he could feel he was close, he was close to the next rank.
When the last ogre fell, Kael stood amidst the wreckage, the eerie silence of the cavern settling around him. His breathing was steady, his heart pounding with the rush of battle. He looked around at the bodies of the ogres, feeling their power coursing through his veins.
This is just the beginning, Kael thought. I’ll grow stronger. There’s nothing that can stop me now.
His Blood God Inheritance had already begun to evolve further, his Absorption allowing him to harvest more power from each kill. But that hunger—his hunger—was just getting started.
As Kael turned and began to move deeper into the cavern, a new fire burned in his chest it was warm and quite euphoric he understood what this was, this was his ascension to the sliver tier, he didn’t quite know the changes that would happen to himself after he reached silver but he was excited to know.
He sat there in a crossed leg position accepting the changes he felt within his soul The first change Kael felt was within his mind. It was as if his thoughts became clearer, sharper, more focused. His senses were heightened, every detail of the cavern’s surroundings now within his perception: the tiniest echo of his breath, the faintest shift in the air, even the subtle vibration of the cavern’s walls. He could hear the faint skittering of insects in the distant shadows, and the rapid beating of his own heart, louder now than ever before.
But it wasn’t just his senses that were enhancing. His power, which had felt like a volatile surge earlier, was now smooth, controlled, precise. He could feel it swirling within him he could now exert his own control of the essence within his body rather than in just being within him, however he only had a basic level of control it felt like he was trying to thread a needle with big and burly hands. The Blood God Inheritance began to interact with his soul, making it clear that this wasn’t just an evolution of his physical body he could feel that it increased the effect of his ascension bolstering the improvements that he felt, confirming how important an inheritance is if one wants to grow stronger.
Now the process was finished he looked around at his surroundings noticing lots of finer details that he couldn’t see before and one of them was that the leader of the ogre clan was still alive, that was a great surprise to Kael the guy must’ve been silver rank and it gave Kael an idea, he went over to the body picked it up then ran back towards the giant heart where he had fought Salvador, he made sure to get there quickly before the ogre died, he could tell he didn’t have long left.
He went to the centre of the cavern where the giant hear was then he lifted up the ogre towards the heart he felt the rhythmic beats grow faster and excited then coils of tendrils shot don’t stabbing the body and some even tried to attack him however he was able to dodge them in time, a cocoon formed over the dead ogres body and Kael just sat there and waited.