Chapter - (3) « Possession / Magic / World History »

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In an enormous green forest that stretches as far as the eye can see is a makeshift village that is home to red and orange kobolds the new believers of the «God Of Unknown And Dragons» a newborn lesser God.

That current newborn God is in the Lotus position with closed eyes in the middle of the makeshift village, surrounded by all kinds of blood matching the colors of the rainbow.

Encircled around him are kobolds slaughtering all kinds of small animals with smiles threatening to reach past their ears.

In the process of this slaughter is the Head kobold in the kneeling position in front of the newborn God.

" My God, will our blood sacrifices satisfy your divine presence?"

Not even opening his eyes the newborn God said without opening his mouth in a beautiful soothing voice that traveled throughout the village." It will for now."

Hearing his God the Head kobold beamed and said." Don't worry my God, more blood will be delivered."

He then added with even a bigger smile and sparkling eyes." Also of goods for us, the humans are slaughtering each other again for land to expand their Kingdoms and Empires. So in the midst of the carnage, your loyal subjects well bring spoils of humans to do what you wish with them."

Listening to his subjects the newborn God opened his eyes revealing to the world his radiant purple dragon eyes visibly not those of a human giving off a mysterious radiance that makes people wither away in fear and terror.

" That will be it for now." Then disappeared in black fire.

Watching his God leave, the Head kobold smiled and thought.'My God Asgorath is the world's will.'

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◇Night Time◇

'Huh, so the blood sacrifices gave me the ability to control blood to a certain degree and some information about the world.'

This thought flashed in Michael's mind, now sitting by a little river In the forest surrounded by all kinds of colorful flowers.

In all honesty, he wasn't hoping for much of anything from that blood sacrifices because he has nothing to do with blood in the beginning. But now that he does he will just let the blood sacrifices continue. Besides, he might be able to get something useful out of it.

*Ruffle!*

Breaking his thought process he heard footsteps coming from behind himself.

Following the footsteps, he heard a young male's voice that holds arrogance and proudness.

" Ugh! Why don't Royal father just send his personal Army and finish off this little skirmish! But no! He wants me to get experience in a war!"

" Honestly, why can't he send one of my big brothers so I can get back to fucking and drinking like a Royal Prince like me should be doi-"

" Who are you!?!"

As the young man was going to continue talking he stopped as he coming into a clearing from the thick forest and yelled pointing at a carefree Michael enjoying the river and its life in it.

With a smile, Michael looked at the young man who possesses short white hair and colorful purple eyes. He wears a purple mage-like robe with the same purple ornaments handing around it showing off his clean and spotless white skin. At his right hip is a purple and black elegant long sword in a black sheath that has unique cursive letters on it shining now and then in luminous gold.

*Shiver!*

RUN!

That was his thought seeing those eyes that give off a mysterious aura feeling as if all his secrets are out in front of him.

' Why can't I run!?! Why!? Why!?'

' Goddamnit legs move! Move!! I command you to move!!!'

Tilting his head to the right, Michael smiled resembling a childish and innocent child." Are your legs not working by any chance?"

Hearing that innocent voice, he shivered again. He wanted to scream, but couldn't make a sound, and neither could his body move.

Appearing in front of him, Michael chuckled." Is your voice or body not working either?"

(!!!)

Suddenly the young man felt exhausted and drowsy. However, he knew for a fact that this man is a demon or a devil. So if he kept awake, maybe one of those "hero's" his Royal father summoned from another world will help him.

' I'm a Royal Prince 4th in line to the throne! So it should be their honor to help me!'

" Hehehe~! You will make a fine first Host for me."

Then without saying anything else, Michael used possession taking over this royal 4th Royal Prince for himself shooting into his head In orange sparkling dust.

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" Huh, I wonder what 4th Prince is doing?" « Apollyon Grimstone » the commander of the 4th Prince's army questioned herself waiting for her Prince to come out of the forest.'He said he has to take a leak, so he should be here now.'

Fearing the worst, she was about to run into the devilish forest but soon stopped before she could even move.

" Apollyon, let's be on our way now." Michael said walking out of the forest into a fancy white and gold carriage with his hands behind his back like a Young Master cultivator in those Xuanhua novels he loves to read.

Blinking her eyes twice, Apollyon smiled and yelled jumping onto a black horse by her." You heard him! Let's get a move on!"

" Sir! Yes! Sir!"

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'Hm... what a spacious carriage, even though it looks more like a room to me.'

This Michael's first thought upon reaching in the carriage looking at the room that looks like a European-style medieval bedroom with a king-sized black bed and a massive red rug that almost covers the room by itself. Matching the room's color scheme is black furniture with two little couches in front of an even bigger black couch. Finishing it off is a fancy chandelier hanging from the ceiling lighting up the whole room.

Arriving at the bed, Michael sat on it using one of his many abilities while possessing somebody. Whilst possessing someone, he can access and take their knowledge and memories and detect the health conditions of his Hosts.

' First up is basic and world knowledge.'

After a quick search, Michael thought with a twitching eyebrow.' Why do I feel someone just copy and pasted Warhammer's history into this world?'

Truly Michael felt this world's Creator was just bored and said fuck it all.

Anyways... here's this world's history...Some of you might find it familiar...

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According to the earliest mythology of the Dwarfs,  Elves, and Lizardmen & kobolds, millions of years ago, a race of beings known as the Old Ones, strange creatures possessing almost god-like powers, shaped the climate and geography of this world after killing off most powerful magical creatures like phoenixes and dragons.

These creatures were said to be alien to the world and were crafters and engineers. They looked upon this newly discovered world and found it good, and knew that it would play the central role in the destiny of the universe, so they took to steering its path towards the warmth of the sun, and forged its continents by patterns of an ancient prophecy from the now-dead Dragon God Of Mystery who wrote it way before they came to this planet.

To aid in their ordering, they created so-called Polar Gates at the northern and southern extremes of the planet which allowed them to travel instantaneously through the vast space that separated their various colonized worlds. 

The Old Ones would later pay the price for their arrogant intrusions. 

For their Warp Gates at the poles of the world, each dwarfing the greatest mountains, were destroyed as the spirit realm beyond the veil writhed and boiled with the changing of the mortal plane.

The Warp Gates collapsed in an epoch-shattering explosion, flattening continents and replacing the constructions with massive seas of boiling Chaos where reality and the aethyr overlapped.

 Hordes of, daemonic-creatures charged into the world and slaughtered the Old Ones, bringing their shining civilisation to its knees. 

Whatever the truth of its origins, this World is a temperate planet whose surface is covered by several great continents, each with their own distinct civilisations and native creatures.

This World is orbited by two moons -- the white moon « Mannslieb » and the dark moon « Morrslieb ».

Which is said to actually be a giant chunk of, Warpstone-ejected into the atmosphere long ago when the Old Ones' Warp Gates first collapsed and began spilling the power of, raw Chaos' into the material world.

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Getting done with the world history, Michael thought.' Now on to Magic.'