Chaos Warlord: Reincarnated in Eldrich with the Devil System!
What comes after death? Val has a definite answer. It's reincarnation! After dying on modern-day Earth, he found himself waking up in a strange world! The world was so strange that after death, humans would turn into zombies. Negativity could give birth to devils. There were also dungeons that, if left unchecked, could spell disaster! This strange world was called Eldrich. In this strange world, Val gained a chance at life when he acquired the Devil system! [You have gained ownership of the Devil System!] [Please choose the type of devil you would like to become.] [Option 1: Shadow Devil.] [Option 2: Blood Devil.] That night, he grinned and the world witnessed the birth of a devil! ... A scene from the novel:- The Anthrolisk's antennae twitched violently, its bloodshot eyes narrowed, and it gritted its mandibles. Rage bubbled up within it like boiling tar, yet it kept its fury in check. "I admit," it managed to grind out through clenched teeth, "you're stronger than me. On my own, I might not be enough to defeat you. But when my children come into the picture, everything changes." Val's eyebrow raised, "What children?" The Anthrolisk responded by clapping its hands elegantly. Suddenly, the ceiling overhead split open, and gigantic cockroaches, each half the size of a human, crawled out. Their shiny exoskeletons gleamed ominously under the faint light of the chamber. "Shocked, aren't you?" The Anthrolisk gloated, a wicked grin stretching across its monstrous face. "Let's see how you fare against my children! Little ones, get him!" With the command given, the cockroaches crawled down the wall in an eerie synchronicity, their multitude of tiny legs clicking against the stone walls of the chamber as they closed in on Val. Val, however, merely smirked, causing an ominous chill to creep down the Anthrolisk's spine. It could feel that something wasn't right. "You're not the only one with henchmen," Val retorted casually, his smirk broadening into a wicked grin that mirrored the Anthrolisk's earlier expression. A sense of foreboding filled Anthrolisk and it moved to stop Val from doing whatever he was planning to do. However, it was too late. "Descend to the living realm, my horde of the undead!" he commanded. Suddenly, reality seemed to bend and ripple around Val, as if it was a mere illusion. Out of these distortions, countless undead emerged, tearing through the very fabric of space itself to answer their master's call. Their hollow eyes burned with a spectral fire, their skeletal forms imposing and dreadful. It was a sight to behold, a haunting spectacle that sent chills down the spine of the Anthrolisk and its children. A little about Val:- Val is not good or evil. Ask long as it benefits him, he can be a saint or a devil, or both! Join the Chaos Warlord Discord: https://discord.gg/jMS76sCfMs
25: Trading with Joshua!
Val knew his father's routines like the back of his hand. At this hour, Joshua would be in his study, engrossed in his scholarly pursuits.
Walking down the familiar hallway, Val paused before the ornate door of the study, knocked lightly, and called out.
"Father, may I come in? I wish to speak with you."
"Of course, my son. Please, come in."
Joshua's voice, steady and welcoming, responded affirmatively from within the room. Ever since he found out that Val had awakened as a Bloodline User, his attitude towards him has changed for the better.
Val, however, didn't care about it.
For him, Joshua was just another stranger that he could benefit greatly from. The relationship they had was destroyed the second Joshua confirmed that he was sacrificing himself for the family.
Val pushed open the door and stepped inside.
The study was a testament to Joshua's love for knowledge – a room brimming with books and artifacts, softly illuminated by the gentle glow of a solitary desk lamp.
Like always Joshua was seated at his desk.
"Val," Joshua greeted warmly, "What brings you here?"
Referring to Val by his name carried a weighty implication; Joshua had extended an olive branch, restoring the name and privileges Val had lost. That's how he, a man who had been in power in the outer region of the Victoria kingdom for years, did things. He didn't ask if others wanted to accept his favors or not. He just forced them to accept it.
What he couldn't comprehend was that the wounds were too deep, the trust too shattered.
Val would not forget the abandonment he had suffered.
There would be no forgiveness, no reconciliation.
He made a silent vow to himself: anyone who betrayed him would be forever cast out of his circle, including his father.
For now, he wanted to use him. That's the only reason why he was willing to talk to Joshua. If Joshua was valueless, he wouldn't hesitate to abandon him.
Val, the unfeeling, had a strict code. He treated others just the way they treated him, and that was never going to change.
Taking a deep breath, Val decided to proceed with the matter at hand. From within his pocket, he withdrew the Blood Purifying Herbs, setting them gently on the desk.
"I believe you recognize these, Father," he said, his voice a calm sea of resolve.
Joshua looked at the herbs, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. His experienced gaze recognized them instantly.
"Blood Purifying Herbs," he acknowledged, "A rare find indeed. They can transform a Level 1 Bloodline user into Level 2 without any side effects. Their worth on the open market is about two to five times that of level 2 Bloodline evolution potions, and if put up for auction in the auction house of the inner region, it can be sold for up to ten times the market value."
He raised his gaze to meet Val's, curiosity twinkling in his eyes. "Where did you find them, Val? And why are you showing them to me? Are you planning to present them to me out of filial piety?"
Val shook his head, a faint smile playing on his lips. "I found them on the outskirts of the Evernight Forest while training. And as for gifting them to you... I think we both know our relationship isn't at a stage for such gestures. No, I intend to trade them. I want access to the Terrace of Corruption. In return, I will leave two of these herbs with you."
Joshua's expression remained impassive as he absorbed the words.
The Terrace of Corruption was where the Whitemore Family stored all their cursed artifacts - powerful items crafted from the bodies of beasts and devils.
Cursed artifacts were classified into levels from rank-5, the weakest, to rank-1, the strongest. Rumors suggested the existence of special-grade and demonic-grade artifacts, but these were considered more myth than fact.
The strongest recorded artifact stored in the Terrace of Corruption was rank-3. However, there were artifacts that were saturated with such potent corruption that no one had ever managed to wield them.
Thus, their exact ranks remained an enigma.
Val wanted a weapon potent enough to solo the dungeon he had discovered in the Evernight Forest. A cursed artifact would be ideal for this task. However, such artifacts were not available in the IronSpire stronghold's open market, his father wouldn't allow him to go to other strongholds. Val was certain that if he was missing for a day, his father would mobilize the entire Whitemore family to capture him. As sad as it was, it was the reality.
Thus, his only recourse was to trade with his father, leveraging the worth of the Blood Purifying Herbs he had found.
It was a risky gambit, but if successful, it would put him on a path to power!
After a pause, Joshua finally replied, "Agreed. But you can only take one item from the Terrace. Also, you can stay there for no more than an hour. The force of corruption in that place isn't safe for humans, not even for Bloodline users. Once an hour has passed, I will personally ensure you are safely extracted."
Val nodded, "I accept those terms, Father."
Some might think it was wrong for him to trade with his father but that is the type of guy Val is. If it is benefiting himself, he would swallow bitterness and do it! He isn't like those fools who would make things difficult for themselves because of their pride!