I sit up and look around me. I push my head than upper body out of the snow to do so.

There is nothing but snow around me. Perfectly unbroken with no footprints. I look around and see a few jagged rocks sticking out of a hill and some dead trees near them. I frozen stream down that hill and I still somewhat on it’s side closer to the stream but slightly elevated above it.

It’s a beautiful place to be. And claiming as well.

If only there was no bug in my view.

“ Master you have returned.”

“ Kung?”

“ Yes… Master?”

“ Back then… when I died… no when I was killed how and why… why are you still loyal? Of my three students weren’t you the one that... I said you… I don’t know what I want to say. Me can you believe it.”

“ The sky must be falling.”

“ Yeah… I am happy. That you are here. Also I have an order for you.”

“ Yes”

“ Stay away from teleportation pads under all conditions. Do you understand stand.”

When I think of Kung… I think of loyalty and but not trust. Kung isn’t the type to value my or anyone’s opinions. She is also the very first of her kind. She is a litch, except she is not meaning not even I had a way to kill her or at least not until I recantated. See she dies a dogs death in the novel. The hero runs into her when he is coming back from his trip to the tribe territory but the thing is Kung is not a person anymore. She is closer to a signal or an aspect of nature.

I broke and tormented her soul to the point that it became impossible for even me to remove. Ahh I am not making sense but she is death.

Not to mention after all this time and what she does in that novel I have no doubt she is much… much stronger than she is letting on. See her existence can enter vessels and control them or even repair them meaning any corpse any where is her eyes and ears. Of course this does mean that she can control them all at once… yet but that was the end goal I had in mind when I made her. She was to become the weapon that would turn the tide of that bloody war.

A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation.

The holy war… the war of worlds so to say. Literally god opened a door to this world and I was against an invasion that comprised of all of existence. Trillions died a second as I re wrote warfare.

See it something Adria and Ren need to learn is that no matter how strong you are if you are not a king than you will be swarmed if you try and take on an army.

But for king class individuals it’s different… it’s fundamentally different.

Before my research into soul magic there were no kings.

Even dragons although powerful are not the same as kings. Dragons can be slain by anything if it gets lucky but no matter how lucky you are you will never take the life of a king class individual because of one reason. Soul evolution.

King class individuals are simply superior form of existence.

This was why the war lasted so long. Because they simply couldn’t kill us and we couldn’t kill them quickly enough which is why I decided to use numbers against them. Imagine every corpse in existence in every world was to suddenly get up and attack you.

Can you kill death? No… and neither could I.

And yet death dies so to speak in the novel.

Kung is kill by the hero. I bet you are wondering how… an accident. She steps outside existence where god lives and is killed there. No other vessels for her she dies for good. This incident has been circling in my mind for a long, long and the conclusion I have made is the archangel was right. God had planned everything.

However… I have a feeling that he didn’t plan this current timeline.

So than I can only wonder how he will behave now that his plan has gone wrong.

If I know god… he will try to flip the chessboard when things don’t go his way.

This leaves me very worried. Very worried which is why I sent these to two but I now feel like that might have been a mistake… but I reject the proposal that they will fail. Instead I think they will be used.

Because that is how she works. The hero’s companion that lives in that city. And then they will go on to bring me the funds I need all the while that woman will sit back thinking she gots me, but that’s how I want it to be. At least for now. And then I will go on and make a second orginstion and the first one will just be a front.

But that also has me thinking… I want a thinker, I can trust… maybe I should just make… holy shit I am the smartest person in the world.

*****

“ Arr I swear I work for the noble lord Terrance! I swear he is paying me to spy on the woman in charge here. Even if you kill me than it won’t matter because he pulls all the strings… so long as he lives you can take over the underworld here.”

Ren’s blade carved out the man neck. Her face clearly reveals that she doesn’t like what she heard.

“ What do you think Adria?”

“ Does nobel flesh taste different?”

“ So you agree that we should kill this guy?”

“ Hmm no!”

“ Why?”

“ Something doesn’t taste good about the situation.”

“ Than what do you suppose we do. Actually what the fuck do you know. ”.

“ Play along… for now.”

“ I bet your just trying to sound cool.”

“ I am not! I am always cool as I am a cool beautiful woman!... jealous, REN IS JEALOUS!”

“ Don’t shout idiot! You IDIOT!”

Ren raised her voice when Adria drew her sword and took a swing at him.

“ Don’t call me an Idiot!”