[You have reached level 20]

[You have learned “Dark Bolt”]

[You have learned “Shadow Cloak”]

[You have learned “Soul Reap”]

[You have learned “Necrotic Aura”]

[You have learned “Grasp of The Abyss”]

[You have learned “Necromantic Art: Stygian Blades”]

[You have learned “Necromantic Mastery: Cursed Affliction”]

Lily's heart raced as Malachi's gaze met hers, his eyes now reflecting a darkness that seemed to devour the very light around them. The room felt heavy with an otherworldly presence, and the air grew thick with tension.

The maids gasped in horror, their faces pale as they exchanged fearful glances. The whispers of demonic voices seemed to grow louder, swirling around them like a malevolent chorus.

“HAHAHAHA!”

Malachi's lips curled into a sinister smile, and his voice carried a chilling edge as he finally spoke. "Lily, my dear, you've stumbled into a place you were never meant to see."

Lily took a step back, trembling in fright as she couldn’t process what she saw.

“W—who are you? No. What are you?”

“I am death.”

Lily's breath caught in her throat as Malachi's words reverberated in the air. The chilling resonance of his voice seemed to penetrate deep into her bones, and her mind struggled to make sense of the horrifying scene unfolding before her.

The maids whimpered, their eyes wide with terror, as they exchanged terrified glances. The whispers of the demonic voices echoed around them, growing more urgent and menacing.

Lily's voice quivered as she managed to utter, "Death? What do you mean?"

“It means that I can finally do what I couldn’t in my past life. I was about to look for you when I finished the ritual, but instead you came to me willingly.”

"Stay back!" Lily's voice wavered, but she tried to sound stronger than she felt.

Malachi's laughter echoed through the chamber, a maddening sound that seemed to fill every corner of the room. “I won’t miss the opportunity to kill you. With your death, I will be able to vent my anger!”

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Lily's eyes widened in horror, the gravity of his words hitting her like a tidal wave. She turned to the maids, her voice pleading. "Run! Run and get help!"

But before the maids could move, Malachi's eyes blazed with an unholy light, and his hand shot out, a dark energy coalescing around it.

"No!" Lily screamed, but it was too late.

In an instant, the maids were engulfed in a nightmarish torrent of energy. Their screams were drowned out by the cacophony of demonic whispers that seemed to surge in response to the dark magic being unleashed.

Lily's world spun, her mind unable to process the horror before her. The maids' forms contorted and twisted, their bodies undergoing a grotesque transformation. Their agonized cries were cut short as their heads were decapitated.

The lantern fell to the floor. Its flame flickering but manage to stay lit.

Lily's legs gave out, and she collapsed to the ground, her breath coming in ragged sobs. Her eyes were wide with terror, her entire being overwhelmed by the sheer malevolence that radiated from Malachi.

Lily's voice trembled as she managed to whisper, "What are you going to do to me?”

“What I have been wanting to do for a long time.”

Malachi raised his palm and dark energy engulfed Lily before she screamed in pain as her skin began to ooze smoke. Her white porcelain skin was turning red at first, then blistering before it began to peel, melt, and char.

Her clothes had long disappeared, devoured by the black goo.

Suddenly, cuts appeared all over her body as if hundreds of razors were slicing at her.

Lily's body convulsed in agony as the dark energy consumed her, an inferno of pain that seared through every fiber of her being. Her skin, once smooth and fair, now twisted and contorted in response to the malevolent magic that enveloped her. The intense heat emanating from the dark energy turned her flesh into a furnace, causing her to writhe and thrash on the ground.

“AHH! IT BURNS! STOP THIS AT ONCE!”

The torment was indescribable, a symphony of torment that assaulted her senses from all directions. The burning sensation was relentless, an unyielding fire that devoured her from the inside out. Her vision blurred with tears as her body trembled uncontrollably, each nerve ending aflame with searing torment.

The once-melodic whispers of demonic voices now sounded like a cacophony of nightmarish screams, echoing in her mind and intensifying her suffering. It was as if her very existence was being torn apart, her consciousness adrift in a sea of excruciating pain.

The cuts that appeared on her body felt like knives being dragged across her skin, leaving trails of blood and aching wounds in their wake. Every movement, every breath, was a reminder of the agony that held her captive. The layers of her skin seemed to bubble and blister, the air filled with the acrid scent of burning flesh.

Lily's voice, once filled with defiance, had transformed into an unending chorus of agonized cries. She begged for mercy, her pleas echoing off the walls of the chamber, but the malevolent force that gripped her showed no signs of relenting. Her consciousness teetered on the edge of darkness as the pain threatened to overwhelm her entirely.

“PLEASE STOP THIS!”

Time became an abstract concept, lost in the maelstrom of suffering. Lily's world had narrowed down to the overwhelming sensation of pain, an all-encompassing reality that consumed her every thought, every breath. She clung to the last threads of her sanity, desperately praying for an end to the torment that had become her existence.

Malachi raised his hand and a sword formed of dark energy appeared.

“Consider this mercy as I have condensed my years of sufferings into one tiny moments of torture for you.”

He drove the sword into her neck, ending her sufferings once and for all.

Suddenly, a thunderous voice came from the side.

“YOU DEMON! I WILL KILL YOU A THOUSAND TIME!” Aldric screamed at the top of his lung before lunging towards Malachi.