My name is William Autumn the son Julian and Freya who are dead. They are right in front of me just a couple feet away in pieces, they smell and my stomach is turning. Liquid starts spewing from my mouth landing on my mother’s arm. I can’t stand being here anymore, so I lift myself up with shaking limbs covered in my vomit and run.
It’s been several hours since the incident and im currently laying in an alley not far from my now ruined family home. I’m just laying here feeling empty both from hunger and lack of feelings. I’m just not sure what to do and then I hear it. Laughter erupts from outside a home only tens of feet away.
“Hey man, you was right abou’ that Freya lady she felt fuckin’ great.” “Ha, I know when she was squirming around after we caught her tits off that shit fuckin’ tightened up and almost crushed my dick.”
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My buds and I are talking about this great chick we just got done bangin’ and shit. When outta’ nowhere I hear a crack and turn to see my friends head caved in. “AAAH shit what the fuck” and then I’m next.
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My mind is just waking up and I look down just to see blood fucking everywhere,
My hands are absolutely filthy and my right hurts due to a stone that I have a death grip on. And then I feel my heart beat at the speed of lightning and then I drop, my legs no longer having the strength to hold my body up. Vomit comes up again but I quickly swallow it down because I don’t want to feel bad for killing those fucks. I shouldn’t regret what I did, I was in the right I know I was.
I hear someone walking towards me and fear takes hold of me. What will happen to me now, am I going to be punished for their murders. Then I hear the deep and monstrous voice that scares me so terribly that I forget all about what I had just done.
“Boy stand up”
I quickly stand and turn around terror moving me. Then I see a Demon, an easily nine foot tall giant, with a metal helm with great horns, a bare ripped torso with tattoos along it’s shoulders, metal gauntlets holding a greataxe just as big as itself, and fur trousers.
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The Servant of Haatelis [https://artfiles.alphacoders.com/597/59757.jpg]
“I like you kid, I can see the violence you have brought and the might of your body. Do you serve a god.”
“N-n-no I don’t sir! I’m just contracted to a lesser spirit of water.” The last part I said in a whisper due to the shame of my weak power.
“Ah, very good come with me then, You will serve Haatelis well with your talent for violence.”
I just follow along as asked, firstly because if he wanted to force me there’s nothing I could do because he’s the servant of one of the nine gods. And secondly I have no purpose for my life any longer now that everything has fallen apart.
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With the help of a power gained from my service to the lord Haatelis I have risen from the dead to avenge my fallen brothers and sisters of the Sanguine Familia. I have been reborn on the continent Acies in its largest city Mars, the city of war. Before the fall of my familia leaving me as the last surviving member, we were based on the Titan continent and had many powerful warriors in the upper tiers.
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Tiers are the classifications of strength of followers serving a higher being. Tiers go from one to ten, one being the weakest. At tiers one, two, four, five, seven, and eight you receive one power related to a domain that the being you serve has dominion over. However tiers three, six, nine, and ten are barrier tiers that are harder to reach but grant more power. Tiers three, six, and nine grant two powers instead of one but tier ten grants zero powers and instead turns the follower into a demigod or sometimes called an angel or demon granting them full control of one of their lord’s domains and stops their aging while also making it impossible to be killed by anyone below their tier.
When reaching tier three followers receive the ability to convert other people to their faith without drawbacks such as curses put on them for deserting their lord. At tier six they gain the power to bless followers they have converted while receiving power from followers that serve under them, this is the basis for familias meaning that every familia has at least one tier six follower. Once they hit tier nine they are given a divine artifact related to one of their lord’s domains.
I am going to restart the familia under the name of Immortuos and take revenge.
I think I have just found the first member too. I watch as a young man beats two thuggish looking men to death with a rock. His blond hair and pale skin now covered in their blood.
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William Autumn [http://orig05.deviantart.net/81c8/f/2015/364/b/3/cmyk_by_emuson-d9m19la.jpg]
I take the kid with me to my current living space being a crypt below a temple dedicated to Haatelis. The temple is located square in the center of the largest graveyard in Mars which there are a lot of as it is the city of war where familias are seen killing each other everyday. This graveyard will be the territory of the familia I shall create.
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While following the giant we enter a graveyard on the outskirts of Mars, it so large I can’t even see the other side of it, although that may partly be due to a heavy fog covering everything. As we come to a stop after roughly half an hour of walking I see an easily five story tall obsidian temple covered in skulls and almost lose my breath upon seeing headless black steel knights patrolling the surroundings of the temple.
“What in the hell are those!” I yell.
“Quiet boy, they are just death knights made to serve my familia. They each have tier three strength making it near impossible for any small familia to get through to the temple without severe losses.”
I’m indeed in surprise at this, how strong do you have to be to create an army of tier three creatures. However he simply ignores my surprise and we continue down into a crypt with many bodies in alcoves and a large altar that is raised four feet from the ground.
“Kid go lie up there”
“W-what why, what are you gonna do to me!”
Am I going to be a blood sacrifice of some sort.
“Hah! I’m going to give you power and induct you into the Immortuos Familia under the great God Haatelis.”
The power of a god, with the power of a god I could fucking kill all those bastards who have hurt other. I could line their heads up for my parents and execute all those fucks. I walk up to the altar and lift myself on top of it, I look down to see a magic circle carved across the top of it. Then something splashes on my face and I feel my chest burn and freeze at the same time.
I see blood dripping down from the giant’s hand onto my face while he has a dagger plunged through my heart. Then he shows a bloodthirsty grin as my vision goes dark.
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I watch as all the blood across the altar seeps into the boy’s body and a bloody light shines. I smile to myself thinking that he shall become a great warrior who shall stack skulls upon our temple in dedication to the lord. I could see it in his eyes when he killed those men, the pleasure and fulfillment that crossed his face for a second while he was covered in their blood. Then I hear one of my creations come down the stairs.
“Lord Orion, members of this city’s Tempest Familia are currently encroaching in our territory.”
“Great, I guess it’s time to hunt.”