“Sword of….. Salvation?”
The materialized sword of the aura of the sun took the shape of the mightiest sword which became the beacon of hope for humanity on earth.
The sword of salvation or the sword aura of the sun radiated warm divine light, illuminating the whole chamber.
“Why does it look like that sword?”
‘The sword of salvation was a thing of the past. I broke it with my own eyes and watched it becoming that dreadful scythe.’
Mrit questioned as to why the sword appeared here in this world after he got his new power?’
While Mrit was both confused and shocked, the draugr noticed the light emitted by the sword and trembled.
His leg then trembled, and he kneeled suddenly with his head bowed at the majesty of the sword. The act of the undead symbolized that even though he is an undead, he kept some of his intelligence and might have retained some memories of the past.
Looking at the draugr kneeling, Mrit slowly walked over to him, holding the sword. The near he got to the undead, the light of the sword fell more on the undead, but the divine light of the sword didn’t even graze the draugr, even though he is an undead, a spawn of death.
Reaching in front of him, Mrit looked at the draugr surrendering itself wholly to the might of the sword. Raising his sword and pointing it at the draugr, Mrit said to him with a pitiful gaze.
“Forgive me. I shall liberate your soul now and help your body disintegrate and be with nature again.”
The draugr didn’t move at all, signifying his surrender.
With that, Mrit slashed his sword, beheading the undead. The undead, without even protesting a little finally fell. The divine light of the sword then entered the body of draugr and turned its body into ashes.
But just then, the ashes glowed brightly and floated in the air, taking the form of a figure.
“My liberator, I thank you for freeing me of my duties.”
The figure resembled a man who spoke with a soft, ecstatic voice. Mrit standing looked at the figure in front of him before speaking to him.
“Why were you here and what is with this power?”
The question which pestered him the most is the power he has now. The power of the sun he gained is the opposite of what he had. The power of death, a vile power composed of darkness that he has could never be one with the power of light.
But now inside him were these two colliding power, residing within him while fighting against each other.
While he was immersed in his thoughts, the figure then interrupted him.
“Forgive me, my benefactor. I am afraid I have to bid farewell to you as my time in this mortal world is coming to an end. Being the death itself, you know that much. ”
“!!”
Mrit who heard him tried to ask his questions but-
“Wait!! Tell me something about this power.”
The answer was not something that was meant to be heard now.
Mrit asked hurriedly as he noticed the ashes slowly turning gray as the figure started to collapse.
The figure looked at Mrit with a gentle smile before speaking for the last time.
“Do not worry benefactor. Let the sun guide your path. Please, benefactor, I hope and request you to help this world and my god in this dire time.”
“W-Wait…”
And so, the figure collapsed as the light in the ashes extinguished, leaving gray ash on the ground. Mrit left behind stood, processing the words of the figure.
“That soul… it was relieved... But why?”
One of the abilities he gained back on earth was the ability to understand emotions. When he was alive, he could somehow understand the feeling and emotions one is going through. And after getting the power of death, it expanded to souls too.
And now, he felt the feeling of the first soul he met in this world.
Relief.
That is the feeling the soul was experiencing when he left this world.
After calming his emotions, he then collected the ashes of the draugr and put them back in the sarcophagus. Mrit then looked at the ashes as he wished for a happy life for the departed soul.
“May your next life be fruitful for you. Goodbye.”
***
After giving his condolence, sitting near the sarcophagus, Mrit looked at the system in front of him.
[Congratulations!!]
[You have defeated the legendary general of the sun temple.]
[You have gained a massive amount of EXP.]
[You now have access to the aura of the sun. You can now materialize the aura of the Sun.]
“So that was not the sword of salvation? But then why does it look like the sword of salvation?”
If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.
Focusing on his palm, Mrit again materialized the sword of the sun and carefully looked at it. From the design to everything the manifested sword matched the sword of salvation that he remembered.
“Did it materialize the picture of the sword of salvation from my mind?”
From time to time, he faced many opponents who wielded the sword of salvation back on earth. Without a speck of divine light, the sword still had the majesty in it as it astonished Mrit when he first came around and looked at the sword.
And at the moment he broke it, he felt the sword the most. From its edge to its hilt, Mrit fully examined the sword before breaking it into pieces.
So in his last moments on earth, he vividly remembered the sword of salvation and it being converted into that dreadful scythe.
“What happened to that scythe again?”
Before he could think further, the system again popped up, but with a message that Mrit probably doesn’t want to see.
[The power of death within you cannot accept the blessing of the sun.]
[The power of death grants the owner the stigma of death.]
“Gahhh…!!”
With excruciating pain, upon his left hand, the stigma with another sun appeared, but something was different. The stigma of the sun in his right hand glowed bright yellow, while the stigma of the sun in his left glowed dark black.
The pain slowly subsided, leaving a stigma of the dark sun behind.
[Congratulation!!]
[You can use a part of the power of death.]
[You have killed a high-level draugr.]
[You have gained a massive amount of EXP.]
[You can now materialize part of the Eternal Scythe of Death.]
“W-What??”
Never in his life had he ever heard of something like this. The stigma in both of his hands signified the ridiculous situation he is in.
“Powers that repel each other are now residing within me? What is this, Skyrim? Am I now a walking cheat?”
With shock, Mrit continued to open his status window.
“Open stats.”
On his call, absurdly, two status windows, one black and one golden appeared in front of his eyes.
“How the heck do I have a dual status window?”
In his past life, he never had another system no he ever heard of the case of the same. He just heard of a warrior using the power of magic simultaneously.
But that was acceptable as one can have a hybrid class, but one cannot have dual status or powers that ultimately repel each other within them.
The power of death dwells on the negative emotions and darkness of the world, while the power of the sun can be classified as a holy power that should be related to life.
[Name: Mrit
Level: 10
Race: God (Former)
Human
Class: Mage
Job: God of Death (Former)
Dark Magician
Title: God of Death (+50 more) (Locked)
HP: 500 MP: 800
Strength: 20 Vitality: 20
Agility: 10 Intelligence: 20
Remaining points: 44]
“So I was a god, and of what, death?”
Looking at his previous status window, his mouth felt sour. Becoming a God to ultimately destroy his kind, he just couldn’t digest it.
“I do not want to become a god by sacrificing everything again.”
Ignoring the status of his past life, he looked towards the status window of his new life.
[Name: Mrit
Level: 10
Race: Human
Class: Warrior
Job: Not selected
Title: The one blessed by the Sun
HP: 500 Stamina: 200
Strength: 20 Vitality: 20
Agility: 10 Defense: 10
Remaining points: 44]
“The stats are not so nice. Why the heck does the side of death looks much better to me?”
[Things that give power at the expense of own life sure seem better. It is wise to choose the one who makes you strong slowly.]
Out of nowhere, the golden system appeared and spoke out wise words. When the system was in the middle of saying nice words, suddenly, another system appeared, but this time a dark one.
[Things that liberate you from the shackles of life benefit you the most. It is wise to choose the one who makes you the strongest so that no obstacle can stand in front of you.]
[User is advised to not make a wrong choice.]
[User is advised to not let a random blessing distract you.]
And so both the systems out of nowhere bickered before Mrit, who then got fed up and shouted at top of his lungs.
“You two shut the fuck up and back away. I will use your powers as I fit… so just do your damn job.”
The systems as if they were dogs who were shouted at by their owners stopped bickering. The two systems then disappeared as the matter ended there, with Totopa watching from the side, tilting his head in question.
“Topa?”
Do not worry Totopa, your owner has just created a dual personality system.
***
After the fight of the powers and shooing them away, Mrit rummaged through the things that dropped when he killed the draugr.
“The dead are dropping items. This is like a game.”
The armor and the great sword of the draugr were there with some ornaments and other stuff. The armor and the sword which were rusted turned back to shining again.
“Now I don’t have to worry about armor and weapon anymore. But more than that…”
Holding in his hand, Mrit looked at the ring he got from the sarcophagus. Through the system, he got to know what this ring is.
“… this is the real thing.”
[You have found a storage ring.]
[You can now store items inside the ring.]
“YESSS!!! Now I don’t have to carry that fucking luggage.”
The luggage he was talking about was now sucked inside the ring. Now the problem of inventory got solved, he looked at the stats of the armor of the draugr.
[Armor of the temple of Sun (Rare)
Stamina: + 100
Defense: +10
Vitality: +10
* Can only be equipped by people related to the temple of the Sun.
** Because of being rusted for so long, the rank of the armor has dropped.]
[Great Sword of Strength (Rare)
Strength: +50
Vitality: +5
* Can only be equipped by people related to the temple of the Sun.
** Because of being rusted for so long, the rank of the armor has dropped.]
“Well, better than just some stone age tools.”
After analyzing the armor and sword, Mrit equipped both of them.
Suddenly, a surge of power invaded his body. Feeling the surge of power in his body, he took the sword and with great strength slashed the air the sword. The sword reacted with the stigma of the sun as it got covered in the sun's aura. The slash containing the power of the sun blasted through the wall which was shining minutes ago, obliterating it completely.
Looking at the incredible feat of the sword, Mrit got happy while it left Totopa speechless.
“This is nuts, total nuts. I never thought this sword packed this much power.”
Not knowing that the effect of the aura of the sun, the equipment, and the dual status did this much, he praised the weapon more. The dust dispersed and a huge road in the hole was revealed, revealing a path inside it.
“There was a secret path? Totopa, hop on. It’s time to escape this place.”
“Topa!”
With Totopa on his back, he ran and escaped the chamber after finally getting satisfied by what he earned from this quest.
***