27 s2 ch5

We turned around facing towards the portal that I layed out. The guild master yelled to us "Come back safe and Amell don't fail your family."

"Yes Sir!"

"Just call me Master Marx."

"Yes Sir... Master Marx."

Marx spun on his heel then brought everyone into the other room. I turned away and walked through the portal. After the little flash I saw half of my family fatally injured and unconscious. Sora cast heals on everyone. I then heard a little voice calling me. "Master, Master, Master, Amell." I followed the voice to its origins.

When I arrived to the voice I saw Clera with half of her body severed next to her. "Master please I don't want to die. I wanted to serve you longer." I could only watch as my first true creation crumbled into a pearly green dust. I fell to my knees and felt a tear fall down my cheek, hitting dust and being absorbed. I gathered my friends dust and put it into a glass bottle the size of pinky finger. The dust swirled and condensed into a pure and clear emerald gem. I kept it in the bottle and stashed it away for know.

"I summon thy purity known as death I accept to becoming the embodiment of the lord death. I will venture to wherever I must to finish my business."

Fog popped into existence with glowing blue eyes. "A reaper has summoned the infinite death to assist them with a task. A contract is already in place no price in necessary"

Fog floats into my chest disintegrating upon contact. A dark cloak falls upon my body. I close my eyes and once I open them my scythe lays there. It is in the shape of gloves with one large gem in each in the palm of the glove.

"My enemies will fall no matter what." I put on my scythes in the shape of gloves. Then walk forwards and activate mana dash to multiple red and green dots on my minimap. I only take 5 steps to zoom across the entire dungeon.

My families strongest are trying their hardest to hold down a makeshift fort spamming skills and abilities outwards. There are strong looking people surrounding them laughing at their pitiful attempts to stop the attackers. They don't notice me walking forwards them until i'm 500 meters away.

"Hey boss there's some monster or person over there. What should we do?"

"Just kill it everything here is super weak. We are here for the dragon boy."

I here that then decide to simply cast worldly pot and watch as soldiers walk out and get in formation. Three figures dressed in decorative armor. They bow and take off their helmets, the three them bow and in unison turn to their soldiers and speak with exact timing. "Soldiers our origin avatar has summoned us clones and all of you! This can only mean a situation of importance has become our origin's problem. You will follow his orders without question!"

Voices rang out at once "Sirs yes Sirs."

I give orders out to my soldiers. "We have enemies attacking my family! Bring them to me alive if you can. All healers tend to my family who are laying around injured or dying. Now go!"

I turn away and my three selves follow me walking towards the invaders. The enemy start to charge to us. I rise up and cast mana nuke through the embedded gems. The spell became 15 times more powerful causing pure destruction among the enemy. "Soldiers CHARGE!" Under me I hear the noises of war. watching as many people die. I only think of a saying during this moment. 'When I pull the trigger the only thing I feel is recoil.'