1 01 . Death lord is dead.

Have you ever wondered, what happen when death lord is dead? In some stories, the world is at peace and happy everafter. What about his minion? Are they dead? Did they pack their bags and said "guess its time to go home!" or did they just crumble into dust swept by the wind? This thoughts crossed my skeleton head when i see the hero pierces the death lord chest with his golden sword, followed by thousand rain of magical arrow fired by her companion, after The death lord was chain in place by the chain magic chanted by the hero's magician. i see it, with own eyes, if i had one inside this hollowed face, (i do not know how i can see, i just can). Death lord are not weak as any demon lord in this realm, afterall he is the one that commands death to human and demon alike...unfortunately not for himself.

At first, i thought that death lord already won the war for this realm, he was strong, wielding battleaxe on his right hand, shield on his left and two Guncannon on his back, "i'm sorry, what?" "why do death lord need wings and black cape?" death lord was previously human, before he died and ascended as a death lord, He was notorious in previous life, having killed and made 5 species extinct from the face of this realm, and then he died of old age, surround by his harem wife but no child, maybe someone above does not want his offspring to continue his evil act. Due to his malicious soul and the sin he carried, His soul were too heavy to even ascend to the afterlife, and he is stuck for eternity between two realm...and then a king came by and wished death for his enemy, he even ready to sold his vessel to whomever answered and granted his wishes. Hence the soul that was stuck, heed the call, take the vessel, killed the king, and ascend as The death lord, and started his reign over this realm. that was hundred thousand ago, back when human had the technology to fly, chatting with people faraway, the elf wore fashionable clothing and not just leather fabric that they have now. It was destroyed by my beloved death lord, who summoned me, and give me a purpose. Oh...those time of torment and suffering was beautiful and peaceful to me, and now, as i see that sword pierces throuh my lord's chest...i can only peek from behind this big pillar, hoping that no one will notices me. i am weak, i am just a skeleton bull, i am those who are adventurer called beginner monsters. my best attack is headbutt, and thats it. i can only go out at night as holy sun will burn me to ashes...my headbutt can't even killed beginner adventurer...But my lord gives me chance, he made me carried his battleaxe whenever he goes, i was proud bearer of his weapon for hundred of years...sometimes when nobody is around i would pretend that i am deathlord, wielding his battleaxe..."oh lord of death, forgive me for this impossible ambition of mine"...

Suddenly light shone through the hall and i was snapped from my short imagination. Death lord is dead, the heroes rise up their weapon, the bow girl cried happily as they trampled the bone of the death lord....there's only few left of us the dead death lord minion, and i can feeling that i am crumbling. "oh so we did crumble" i thought to myself as i see my own bone crumble into white dust...i was sure i was dead for a second time now...as i leaving my body and turn into soul, i cannot see the death lord soul anymore, he was dead for sure...that sword is soul destroyer, no being can live or resurected after being killed by that....oh well...i know i cannot ascend to the afterlife...i have set of my own sins too...hovering in the spirit plain between two realms...waiting...for eternity...or so i thought.

I heard a faint call, a plea, an offered contract of a child. "how did this kid learn how to communicate with spirits?" "what does he want?" i listened to his plea "oh spirits! hear my plea, please bring back my dog to life, he was my bestfriend! " "i offered this blood of a goat, cheese and a dead goat for you" "please hear my plea!!" i can see a dog corpse without a head, possibly it was eaten by the monsters in the woods. but, what? cheese? are you pleading for rat spirits?? though i can see his pure intention for wanting his dog back, but spirits are not Gods, we cant do things such as resurrection. i decided to let the kid plea unanswered. the kid waited for few hours before decide to go back home, sniffling and wiping his tears...yeah kid, you need to learn that the dead cannot live again normally, they only turn into monsters or undead. yes, if you were evil enough you might be become demon, or death lord. Yet here i am, looking at this offering, that kid did not finish his incantation, he did not close the communication, and here i am looking at this dead vessel of a dog..but it has no head, should i take it? oh well, i wil make do with what i have...so i am 'alive' for the third time, as a headless dog...when a spirits takes over a dead vessel, they did not just go inside the vessel and move it normally, no. It depends on what are you as i was previously a bull skeleton, much like minotaur but only skeleton...when i merged with a vessel of a dog i still have parts of my previous vessel, a shape of a minotaur, with a skin of a dog,..and headless...yet i can see, and feel, and it is much more better than hovering aimlessly as spirits. my hand looks like a human hand but instead of fingers i have paws, a dogs hind and short twirling tail....as i adjusting my self to this new body, i hid myself in the forest near the lake and look at my reflection in the dead night with a full moon. i am alive. though i do not have purpose yet. i do not feel hungry, or thirst which is a boon for me since i do not have mouth to feed. while i do not feel any surge of power, i do not think that sun will affect me, maybe i will bleed, but clean cut neck does not have blood on it, it felt moist as i touch it and has a bit of tingling feeling to it...i was tall, about 3metres and judging fron the mark i left on the ground, quite heavy. i tried going into the lake, i felt wet as i walking into the lake and submerged myself, i do not feel suffocate or drowning...though i cannot swim, i simply sink like a rock. i walk back to the surface, testing my body further...i tried punching, kicking, wielding a branch, my body function as it should be, but i do not know if i am strong, i know my headbutt will no longer works....as i look at the moon, i wonder what my life would be in this time after The death lord is dead.