Chapter 5, Apocryphal Essence
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"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!" Lizabeth yelled quietly, trying her hardest to escape from the demon she encountered.
She dashed through the woods, not stopping until she could see the clearings.
"I’m almost there!" She said with slight relief, looking through the trees and seeing the dark campsites.
She quickly reached the clearing, her hope at its peak.
"SOMEBODY HELP!" She yelled, a small smile appearing on her face, thinking someone would be there to save her.
*Slice*
She fell face first, indescribable pain swelling up in her leg. She looked down, and saw everything past her knee missing, with a monster towering over her.
"No, escape." It said, spawning overwhelming fear in the girls heart. Unfortunately for Revenant, the overwhelming fear would quite literally be the death of her.
Her heart couldn’t bear the stress, and before Revenant could realize, she had died of a heart attack.
She was dead on the ground before he could even deliver the final blow.
"Tch." He grunted, slight anger forming within him.
"It’s fine. You’ll have more kills tomorrow when more people arrive here.” Lokreum said, the two looking up at the cabin filled clearing before them.
"Camp Green Forest...."
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Revenant had decided to wait on finishing his massacre. It was now Friday the 13th and the camp was actually occupied unlike the night before.
Well it was occupied...
He stood towering over the 4 bodies of the young counselors. He had a true hate for any camp counselor ever since his past encounters.
Thanks to the assistance of Lokreum, the children that would’ve arrived today had been stopped.
Considering he was a kid when everything went downhill, he had a softer spot for children…
"You’ve gone on quite the killing spree... A total of 29 people so far." Lokreum said, looking at the bodies.
"Kill Tommy, then satisfied." Revenant muttered, looking towards Lokreum who he now truly considered a father figure.
"Oh, I would’ve thought you wanted more!" Lokreum chuckled.
"Travel, kill stronger… Think they strong, but I stronger. Pride crushed." Revenant explained his plan, making Lokreum marvel at his newly gained intelligence.
It seems Revenant had truly become devilish.
Though…
‘This is getting boring...’ Lokreum was quickly losing interest in this incredibly easy game of predator and prey.
It was a ruthless slaughter with kill patterns that were so easy to understand that he was predicting Revenant’s moves on complete accident.
“I will be taking my leave for now. Call for me when you have finished your business. I have things to tend to.” Revenant nodded, Lokreum disappearing off the face of the earth.
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Inside of a very familiar laboratory, which had grown in size, was a multitude of chambers. Most of which were filled with pieces of multiple different corpses.
"What a task." Lokreum smiled, looking through the glass and staring at the specimen covered engulfed in yellow liquids.
"But it definitely gives me the joy I need."
Lokreum had quickly grown to love the beauty within effort, and struggle.
Truly, in his eyes, everything was beautiful in its own way.
Seeing as how Revenant was so easily able to evolve and adapt to things while merely being cursed by a supernatural book made of negative Law Essences…
It made Lokreum wonder how powerful a hand made creation could be.
A creature that had every single strand of DNA hand picked and created.
He had to decided to make a destructive species to fulfill a certain task.
A bloodline, that would exist solely for apocalypse.
After all, the inhabitants of his personal reality would never grow without a driving factor.
He planned of building an expansive domain, from the ground up.
A powerful, beautiful, and nearly unparalleled region in reality that was constantly under his gaze.
It would be an entertaining thing to watch, and it served a better purpose anyway.
To inspire him!
Witnessing the beauty created by creatures that were mentally impotent compared to him?
He was an entity capable of doing anything!
He would surely see the creations of weak minds and expand upon it.
Returning to his previous train of thought, he had decided to create this species as one which would act as a natural phenomena that shattered Realities and made branching sub-realities.
This would create interesting timelines where things in one reality played out differently from the main reality, be it with minute differences or vast ones.
With this branching of realities, the other inhabitants of the entire reality would try to reform their home which would create conflict which caused them to grow exponentially in power!
‘Though that’s for another time.’ He thought, reading the list of innate abilities that would be given to this brand new species.
“Apocryphal essence embedded deep into their very being...” He stated.
This addition of the Supreme Law essence would be what gave them a good amount of their power.
Law Essences were a type of energy that came to fruition under the Runic Ecriture of that law.
For example, Apocryphal Essence was the essence of the Supreme Law of Apocalypse.
But one could only generate Apocryphal Essence once they had comprehended Apocalypse to an extent.
Once they had done so, they would be able to form the Runic Ecriture for Apocalypse within their opened origin, and they would start to passively absorb Apocryphal Essence.
Using this law essence, one could bring great destruction onto another existence.
Apocryphal Essence exists in every kind pf destruction, and can be harvested if an existence is experiencing something that is considered apocalyptic.
Essences could be divided into four ranks, those being Lesser, Greater, Supreme, and Taboo.
Apart from these laws were the Natural Laws of Realities. Even the weakest of these laws would hold more authority than Supreme laws, with only Taboo Laws capable of rivaling them.
Considering this species would be capable of harnessing Apocryphal essence and generally ignore the face of Apocalypse itself...
They would be unpredictable killing machines that fed on any type of chaos and destruction, as of course, Apocalypse was merely a higher tiered combination of both.
Bad thoughts, disorder, fear… these were only a few of the things that they could harvest…
Their biggest advantage would be that whenever they were involved in apocalypse, they would have a boost in power.
That was simply how holding a Law essence worked, and that was why the future inhabitants of Lokreum’s reality would always strive for the power of Laws.
"Alright, lets see how the first will proceed." He murmured, walking up to a glass chamber and putting his hand on it.
*Sizzle*
Heat was released from it as it opened, liquid splashing out onto the ground, yet the person inside stood perfectly still.
Before the fluid could even touch the ground, all of it disappeared from the plane of existence, Lokreum keeping full focus on his first specimen.
The being’s body was relatively decomposed and looked more like a human skeleton with a thin layer of skin.
One could even see the purple and white apocryphal essence seeping out of its body, giving the being a glow of sorts.
"Heh..." The being chuckled with a crazed smile as it’s eyes shot to life with purple fire.
In an instant, some of the matter in the immediate area was absorbed, giving the being more mass and making it denser and much stronger.
"Hup!" It breathed with excitement before cocking its arm back faster than most would be able to see.
*BOOM*
Steam was released from every joint as it put its full power into the swing.
Yet even that was not nearly enough.
The second the slim fist came within a certain distance of Lokreum, a cracking was heard as the space around him started to shatter.
Though the specimens arm was way worse off, having been completely obliterated.
But it’s smile was still evident, looking at the entity before it with reverence.
"God!" It said in an energetic voice as it knelt down on the ground.
"..." Lokreum watched on as the being vibrated through the ground, as if its cells were experiencing too much excitement.
"Stand." He said, lifting the specimen up with his gaze.
"You are... The first of the perfected version of your race. You are the god, Akatosh..."
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