Chapter 5: Sins and one useless thug
“Huff huff”
That was rough. I look at my shattered fist; there’s no blood coming out, but it still looks pitiful. To think that I have to exert my strength to such an extent. I look down at the battered golem.
He was a dangerous foe for me right now, and if there are any mishaps, I might be the one lying down there.
Imaginary technique
The very technique that stood at the top of the world, only a handful of beings can use it out there. Well, except for the supreme being.
You imagine something and it will manifest; you want more arms, then you will have more arms; you want your fireball to be alive, then it will be as alive as a dog; a very simple concept, but only for those who could shift their mind, treating mana the same as a tail and instinctively knitting their mana based on their imagination.
And one more important rule is that you must not learn from those rules since why should one remember how they can move their arm? It must be natural.
Using it continuously will cook my brain, turning it into a delicacy because of the constant focus, so I could only use it for a moment. Actually, controlling mana is already a hassle itself due to this body deformed mana core. I can at best control about 70% of the mana.
Well, it is much better than this golem who can only control 20% of his mana.
There is actually a different way to use the imaginary technique, but I would prefer not to because it is too risky.
Oh, there was a human with an ability nearby. I look at the headless corpse.
It might not be able to improve my state, but at least I will have a nice meal.
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In a confined room with dimmed light, a groan could be heard.
“Ugh, where am I?”
What’s just happened? Why am I sitting down? I got knocked out by that punch. HOW am I an D rank and yet I lose to an F rank?
"Oh, hello there.”
Surprised by the voiced, he look up and see a man wearing an apron with a scissor.
"YOU-UGH, what the?“
WHERE ARE MY ARMS?
“WHAT DID YOU-“
“Noisy”
A cutting sound could be heard.
“KUAH KUAH”
Finally shutting up, as I cleaned up the scissors with my apron after I slit his throat, watching him choking on his own blood for a little bit, then I proceeded to put my hand to his throat, healing it.
“HUFF HUFF BLEURGHH”
Blood, tears, vomit, and... All dripping down to the floor—this guy is a little weak, isn’t he? At least most of the humans I tortured don’t wet themselves like that.
“Huff huff”
“Calm down?”
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He began to look at me again, but not in rage but in dread.
“Good, now here’s the deal.”
“You from now on will become my servant.”
It seems that I have been gone for a very long time. I don’t remember people wearing this kind of thing during my time, and this gun looks weird. It can be imbued with mana, thus making it stronger. So many things have changed, so I need a guide.
I don’t have enough mana for an enslavement mark so I must use another solution.
“Or else I will begin to “tamed” you." I pointed my scissor right below his abdomen.
Seeing this, he shuddered, then nodded his head multiple times.
"Yes, good, good. Now tell me... No, from now on your name will be gollum.”
He looks confused, but stil nodded his head
“I guess you must know that I am not Isaac.”
“Yes”
“Then do you know who I am?”
“….a demon?”
"Oh, you are smarter than I thought.”
“?”
“But you see, I’m no ordinary demon; I’m a primordial demon from hell who just awakened from a long slumber.”
"Sadly, I cannot fully use my full power due to the restriction.”
I’m just bullshitting at this point; I must instill fear so that the odds of him betraying me are minimum. I doubt that if I talk about nicknames like Devourer or Lord of the Fly, he would find it hard to believe.
So let’s just stick with the small achievements.
“So I don’t want to tolerate any insolent, you hear me.”
“Yes”
“Fix it”
“Yes sir”
“Good”
It seems that I have myself a smart servant.
“Now tell me everything you know about this world.”
“Uhm…well”
“…”
Maybe not
"Cough, sorry, sir, but I’m just a lowly thug; I don’t know much.”
He really is a dumb shit. I sighed, but he is the only informant right now.
“Then answer my question.”
“Yes sir”
“Who is the one running this realm right now?
“Realm? Oh, you mean earth, there are two powerhouses governing right now.”
“First is the alliance of kingdoms that follow the monarchy system.”
“Second is the central government that follows the democratic system.”
I see, I see that I shouldn’t care about this, and what is “democratic” anyway?
“So tell me about the powerhouse of this realm and their name.”
"Yes, sir, there are the 5 family and the 10 supreme.”
“The 5 families include Mortem, Zara, Chiyun, Padock, and Mamon.”
So this vessel is from a great lineage, and yet it's so pathe-. WAIT MAMON
“MAMON?”
“Um yes, sir?”
“AS IN DEMONM KING MAMON”
“Who?”
“Do you know the six demon kings?”
“Ah yes, sir, do you mean 7?”
“...Name them all and their sin.”
What, isn’t he a demon, and why did he look so pissed?
“Well Lucifer Pride, Helsinger Cowardice, Asmodeus Lust, Satan Wraith, Leviathan Jealousy, Solomon Avidity, Belphegor Lazy.”
“???????”
Beelzebub, for the first time in this life, felt his mind blowing.
Cowardice and Avidity
Not only a new sin was born, but another was upgraded?
In order to create a "sin,” one must kill a god to do it, but how can one upgrade it?
“Don’t tell me.”
Even though I, who held the authority of Gluttony, have gone, the sin still remains, but without an owner.
And Mamon, who sees an empty throne, must have taken my place, and not only that, he fused it with Greed, thus born Avidity.
But why did he rename himself, and what’s the deal with the Mamon family? Mamon isn’t a common name, and it surely wasn’t a prestige name.
Or did Mammon get erased too, but why and by whom is it him again?
So many questions, yet all I have is a useless thug.
"Argh, my head.”
“Are you okay, sir?”
“Shut up”
“Yes sir”
Take a deep breath. I continue to question him.
“What’s about the gods?”
"Ah, sorry sir, but I only remember 7 names.”
“Just say it.”
"Yes, they are Zoth, the Divine God, Susanoo, the Storm God, Heibi, the Deceit God, Tepes, the Immortal God, and Atlas, the Sky God, Y-to, the Invention God, and Xiran, the Nature God.”
Hm, they still have the same name with the same stupid nickname, unlike mine. The sudden revelation from before hit me like someone smashing my head to the ground.
To think that another sin was born and another upgraded. If I had known about this, I would have led my army much sooner to kill Mamon.
Thinking about that is useless now; for one flick of the finger from them will erase me entirely. I’m not joking, for I used to have such an ability like that.
“Is there any major event like a war or something?”
“There are many events, but I only remember the names.”
“….”
I really want to crush his skull right now. How is this fucker looking so old and yet knowing so little?
“I guess that’s it for today.”
"Yes, sir, I shall take my leave now.”
“What”
"Nothing, sir; I was just joking.”
'Dammit, I thought I could run away’
Like hell, I would let you escape; you still have some uses left.
Standing up, stretching my body, I begin to make plans for the future. First fix this body and awaken my phantom eye; second gain knowledge about this world; third evolve my ability. After building a proper foundation, I will begin to build a force and regain control over this realm. Yes, the grand feast awaits.
“Um sir”
“What, you ruined my mood over here.”
"Um, uh, can I get back my arm?”
“….”
Hmm, thinking for a while, I make my decision.
“No”
“…..”