Bro, I'm not an Undead!

The man with a tattoo on his face frowned as his apprehension told him that he….had failed.

Even if the attack he used wouldn’t have permitted anything of Skullius to remain, he wasn’t convinced that he had snuffed out the Discount Human’s life.

Sause who was staring down at the figure of Fulgardt while paying attention to Benzard’s actions wore an unsightly expression.

‘Unbelievable. He managed to squeak through right before he was decimated by the attack,’ he thought as his eyes vigilantly kept glaring at the stationary pile of bones before him.

Ever since Skullius had used [Pseudo Evil Veneration], Fulgardt had stopped attacking, muttering his broken sentences of incomprehensible words continuously.

‘Since it has come to this, let’s see what will emerge.’

***

Skullius’ eyes had been blinded by the bright flash of light along with the sudden pulling sensation he had experienced right before he was about to annihilated!

It was like he had just phased through the double doors and appeared on the other side after he had injected the portions of [Evil Darkness] and [Just Light] into the groves on the doors.

‘I… made it?’ he thought in disbelief.

It seemed unreal.

That last exchange had been a really scary one, challenging his ability to continue fighting both mentally and physically.

Even now, the pounding of his mind was evident as the after effects of using [Pseudo Evil Veneration] were still lingering.

‘Inside out… kek… that was a good one,’ Skullius gave a short internal laugh after recalling what he had said about Denille.

Inside out was actually another game that he used to play with his fellow gravemen in Deadmanland.

Since undead like him had nothing to hide, being essentially ‘see through’ so to speak, they had a kick out of making fun of each others’ insides and outsides, the main topics of comparison being mana cores and bone toughness as well as bone frame.

Skullius always took pride in his larger mana core that he had pumped mana into for mana years but his physique had been severely lacking.

When he first saw living creatures after arriving in Aigas, he had gotten the thought about how funny it would be if all these creatures who had fragile insides would have to live with their insides and outsides exposed.

To them who could actually feel pain, it would no doubt be horrendously painful, which is why he had used it as a flesh you to both Benzard and Reon.

Skullius tried to raise himself up, but his missing limbs refused to make his wish a reality.

His head was half roasted, his hair burnt up while his skin was blackened by Benzard’s attack._.

Streaks of lightning had carved into his torso, dealing massive amounts of damage that wouldn’t be getting healed anytime soon.

If Skullius had the ability to feel pain, he would have long died by now.

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[ Name : None ]

[ Level : 1 ]

[ Experience : 1000/1000, <Pending Task> ]

[ Class : None ]

[ Race :  Discount Human ]

[ Inv. Status  : Still doomed ×2, Cursed ]

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[ Stats ]

[ Strength : 110 ]

[Agility : 10 ]

[ Intelligence : 40 ]

[ Endurance : 45 ]

[ Luck : Atrocious? ]

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[ Health : 1/199 ]

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[ Mana : 255/255 ]

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[ Skills ]

[ Basic Mana Manipulation | Lv.14 ]

[ Greater Communication | Lv.2 ]

[ Flesh It Like You Mean It | Lv. 1 ]

[ Bitter-Sweet Hell’s Inferno | Lv. 3 ]

[ Artless Dodger | Lv. 1 ]

[ Mana Bolt | Lv. 4 ]

[ Null Extraction ]

[ Basic Evil Weaving | Lv.1 ]

[ Basic Evil Invasion | Lv.1 ]

[ Basic Evil Sanction (Special) | Lv.1 ]

<Arts>

[ Pseudo Evil Veneration (1%) ]

<Oddities>

[ Luminant Seed (Dormant) ]

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[ Affinities ]

[ Evil Darkness – D ]

[ Just Light ]

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‘My stats have really grown but…’ Skullius lamented, cutting off the tormenting thoughts he had.

Now that there didn’t seem to be a threat on its way, Skullius took in the view of this place without worry.

Surprisingly, it wasn’t as big as the previous room.

Unlike the other rooms where thick darkness pervaded, that wasn’t the case here.

Skullius could see a stone tiled floor and immaculately carved walls that had strange markings inscribed on them.

These were similar to the ones he had seen when he had tried to read using his affinity to [Evil Darkness] and gained [Pseudo Evil Veneration]!

Spots of extremely bright light lit up the room, giving a vastly more powerful and concentrated vibe than the ones he had seen outside.

In the corner of the room were two chests that looked to be made of a rather rare and tough wood, one in a golden colour white the other was in a black one.

A pedestal sat in the middle of the room, a cluster of these bright golden white light spots revolving around it while the thing atop gave out ferocious waves of darkness that travelled in strips, being so thick and dense that wherever they passed, they temporarily discoloured the items in their path.

‘Woow… what the heck is that?!’ Skullius thought as he set his sight on the object that sat upon the pedestal, releasing powerful bursts of darkness.

He was drawn to it.

His eyes couldn’t tear themselves away from it.

It was all too beautiful and mesmerising for Skullius to simply give a casual glance.

An ethereal mark danced atop the pedestal, moving this way and that but within the confines of the space on the circular pedestal, its quick movement within centimeters worth of distance being like that of a dragonfly.

It was shaped like a dark flower with a bright golden cross that oozed of smoke-like essence!

Skullius didn’t know if it could be touched but he wanted to try it anyway.

He inched his way towards it, pushing himself against the ground as he reached the pedestal after a full minute.

He ignored the blinding light spots and gazed at the ethereal flower shaped mark.

A sense of apprehension gripped him for a moment and he debated whether or not to go through with this.

‘Just like that? No more atrocious surprises? Nothing?’ he thought as he looked around.

‘Ah, flesh it! Let’s get this over with!’

Skullius reached out his hand, grabbing the ethereal mark!

As soon as his burnt fingers touched the thing above the pedestal, the blinding lights and darkness raced towards him with a ravenous ferocity!

Within one mere moment, Skullius was bombarded by two vicious powers that threatened to consume his entire being.

However, would he let that happen after all he had done to reach this place?

Heck no!

He gritted his teeth as he felt a majestic presence settle into his body and cover it with two unique powers.

A flurry of notifications blasted Skullius’ vision thereafter!

[Congratulations, you have inherited the legacy of ‘Fulgardt the Immoral’ along with his will]

[You have gained the hidden class, ‘Insurgent Magnus’]

[You are rebellious and haughty, mighty and proud, transcendent and domineering]

[You have taken up the power of a legend who died before his story ended. You shall finish his story]

[A remnant of Fulgardt is engraved into you permanently]

Skullius felt a ridiculous surge of energy descend upon him with insane boons flowing into with another light show.

[+100 Mana]

[+50 Strength]

[+50 Agility]

[+50 Intelligence]

[Evil Darkness has been fully awakened within you]

[Just Light has been fully awakened within you]

[You have received the following skills….]

“Ohohohoho!” Skullius joyfully giggled as he saw the notifications pouring in.

He couldn’t wait to see what new skills he’d get.

Yet…

[Interruption detected…]

“WHAT?!” Skullius yelled in fear, his one hand quickly checking if the ArchLight Generation Keeper had finally given out but that didn’t seem to be the case.

[The skill ‘Flesh It Like You Mean It’ has timed out – 00:00:00]

[You will now revert back to ‘Null Lifeform (Boneman)’]

‘Wait… but.. my skills! Let me see my new skills at least dammit! Why now?! Gah… I really miss my real form though!’ Skullius felt conflicted.

He welcome his Boneman form as the cosmetic flesh turned into fleshy balls that receded, being replaced by a tall foggy grey skeleton with blazing blue flames in its socket.

The remains of the ArchLight Generation Keeper seemed to fit Skullius’ Boneman form more than his Discount Human form, the only downside being the missing arm.

‘Right? I lost this to that sockethole,’ Skullius thought as he appreciated his form nonetheless.

He felt the power of darkness and light be replaced by the power of Null Life and a tinge of happiness cascaded into full blown joy.

However, even with this, it didn’t seem like his boons had ended yet.

[You have broken past many hurdles and reached LV10. You are now able to evolve into the First Tier of power. Do you accept?]

“Oh! Right!” Skullius remembered that he was already legible to become a Tier 1.

Finally!

“Yes! Let’s do it! It better be worth it!”

Unlike the extravagant light show that had occurred when Skullius had received the Insurgent Magnus class, a tranquil yet vast energy enveloped Skullius’ consciousness and for a moment, he felt like he had been put to sleep, his vision darkening.

His vision became clear in the next moment, a rather blurry image appearing before him. He once again felt like he was a body less consciousness that floated aimlessly in the middle of nowhere.

Before him was a gigantic sphere with different shades of blue.

None of the details were exactly clear but he could see a myriad of things that moved despite the deep blurring.

‘What is this place? Did the evolution fail?’ Skullius thought to himself, beginning to think that he had somehow died and ended up in a weird place like Somanda’s Hall of ice!

“No, it did not,” a feminine voice responded to Skullius’ thoughts.

Skullius turned in all directions as he sought to find the source of the voice.

A small flickering blue flame appeared before his sight, dancing slowly before the massive sphere that Skullius couldn’t see clearly.

“It’s good to finally have a chance to speak to you, Skullius,” the voice continued, coming from the small flame.

Skullius was beyond confused.

“Uh… who are you?” he asked.

“I… am Serenity.”