Punishement for Grave Heresy.

Within a basement in his mother house, a 20+ year old dude named Scott was currently typing on his computer with a certain vigour, a vigur that only someone without a job like him can possess, and he was, for the lack of better words, being a massive hater at the moment.

Entering a debate after debate while trolling people, obviously, he was on reddit.

Some of the things he said were:

"Shadow slave is ass"

"Lord of the Mysteries is so boring"

"Klein is a bland character"

"Sunny is pathetic simp"

"Amon is overrated"

And various other STUPID ass coment.

Unfortuantly for Scott, a passing fan of Lord of The Mysteries and Shadow Slave saw some of those comments, and even more unfortunate, that fan happened to be a Random Omnipotent Dude.

R.O.D seeing such blasemy spoken upon the absulute masterpieces, narrowed his eyes and called his cousin as the punishement he thought of was not in his area of experties.

Ding, Ding.

"Ahh, hellow ■■■■■, i just called to ask a favour" R.O.D.

"Ohh, nothing serious, i just think this will be enternainig for you since you do this all the time" R.O.D.

"Yes, I want you to send track-kun" R.O.D.

"Of course" R.O.D.

"Thanks R.O.B" R.O.D.

Ending the call R.O.D relaxed in his omnipurpuse chair and waited for the hater to get what he deserves.

...

(In a random alley within the Shadow Slave universe)

Pain

As if a drill pentrated his head, Scott awoke with a yelp.

"What...where the fuck am l???" He screamed in shock as he found himeself laying on trash in god knows where.

Too bad for poor Scott, as the pain faded away, a drousiness unlike any other assaulted him.

He tried to stand up, yet the moment he did, his eyes closed and fell to the ground, The Nightmare Spell was claiming this outsider...

...

Scott dreamt of a garden.

A desolated abandoned garden, its flowers were withered and dead, while the harsh sun killed any type of life that tried to find its way in it, sand surouded the garden and in time, it would surely claim it.

As if a curtain was lifted on the stasis world, time started to flow again...exept it was flowing the wrong way.

Scott dreamed of the clock spinning backwords as everything reversed and the dead garden lived once more, then in a cold night, he saw corpeses of masked men within, their blood decorating the view, and in a flash, he saw a garden no more.

[Aspirant, Welcome to the Nightmare Spell, prepare for your first Trial...]

His eyes opened as he found himeself kneling on a wooden floor.

Scott was more shoked than afraid as he didnt undertand jack shit about what just happened, in a moment he was on his comfortable couch "critisizing" and in the next he was laying on trash then he was seeing weird ass visions? And now here he was on a wooden floor wearing some VERY itchi clothes, and what did that voice say? Nightmare something...

Tak.

"Outch, What the fuck" Scott yelled in pain as he was hit in the head with a cappared...why did the man have a sword...and what a dead sense of fashion was that.

"Deciple focuse!" The man said with a stern voice, he was wearing quite the strange clothes, they were all in black, from the shoes to the strange head cover that reminded Scott of old time japanease ninja, the only thing that was a bit special about him was a silver badge on top his left shoulder.

'Ok...something is very wrong about this whole situation' Scott thought while a frown was placed on his, fortunatly the man didnt see it as Scott was also wearing the same ninja clothes.

"I-I am sorry master" Scott did NOT know what was happening so he quickly decided to go with the flow until he get the full picture, Scott wasnt a genius by any means but even a foul can understand that something supernatural was in play.

"What a trash batch i got this time" The 'Master' murmered a little bit too loud then turned to a parchement in his hands, reading it in silence.

Away from attention, Scott checked himself silently and without too much motion.

He was not injured or anything but he did feel a bit smaller...? Ignoring that for now he felt something in his left hand, from the texture, it was a paper of some sorts, he was wearing the exact same thing as the 'master' exept his badge was black.

Turning his slowly from side to side, he noticed many others in a kneling position surrounding him.

Slowly oppening his hand, Scott wanted to check the paper yet the chance didnt come as the 'master' started walking to the left while looking directly at them one by one, Scott did not want anger this guy, he have read too many stories to do that.

The Master continued to walk from left to right while his eyes scanned throght them, eventually, after what felt like an eternity to Scott, he spoke "News has arrived from the Headquaters, your final trial will start today at midnight"

'What final trial?' Scott was confused and didnt that voice also say something about a trial?

"What you have to do is simple. Survive and comeback here by sunrise after tonights Midnight, know this however, only 4 can become membres, and as some of you may already know, deciples of other masters will also participate"

Survive?? Did he just say survive? Ohh i DO NOT like where this going.

"Now...go prepare, the trial starts at midnight" Following his words the man dissapeard in black smoke???

It was silent for a moment before the voices drôuwned the room.

"Damn it! The final trial is this early! I am going to die so young"

"Yeah...well at least it is going to be quick"

"Cowerds, giving up already"

Scott only listened as he directed his attention to those still in the room, now that he could see that there was 8 of them here including him.

'Did he just say death...' Scott did not allow his thoughts to wonder that way, or else he may start panicking and that was a horrible idea.

Taking a deep breath, Scott looked at the paper in his hand, he did not know why but he had a feeling it was a crucial thing to do.

It a small torn white paper with only two words written on it: "Think Status."

'Think status? What does that me-'

That thought didnt finish as a blue screen opened before eyes...

Name: Amon.

True Name: ____

Rank: Aspirant.

Soul Core: Dormant.

Memories: [Fairness].

Echoes: ____

Attributes:[Stranger][Adaptive][Spark of Divinity]

Aspect:[Nameless Deciple]

Aspect Description:[You are a namelss deciple of a mysterious assassins sect, unfortunatly, you are nothing special, and most likely going to perish in their trials, but hey, its better than being a slave]

'...'

'...'

'...'

Scott blinked, then blinked again...he had a system...that would have been great if...he hadnt reconize it.

As a profesional hater, Scott has read Shadow Slave, obviously, to hate something you need to first know what you are hating, and so he read about a 1300 chapter of the wepnovel before stopping.

That is why a deep realization stunned him"I am...going to die"

It was not difficult for Scott to put the puzzle together now as the pieces fell in place.

'The pain i felt earlier, it has to do something with me getting isekied, ohh God, i cant believe i am thinking about this seriously.'

'Then the sudden urge to sleep and that voice...it was the Nightmare spell.'

'I am in a Nightmare trial'

Scott felt strange, all of these revelations came at once...and he did not know what to do.

By now, the room was empty as the others were gone to prepare for tonight, he was the only one left, standing there frozen, like an idiot.

After a couple of minutes of calming himself as much as he can, Scott summened his status again to understand what he can work with.

"No, i should be calling them runes" he muttered.

[Stranger] Attribute describtion:"You are a Stranger to this world, yet throught you, The Nightmare Spell has discovered a new array of possibilities"

[Adaptive] Attribute description:"Humans are known for their adaptablity, you are even more so"

[Spark of Divinty] Attribute description:"A Divine Truck had once struck you, leaving deep marks of the divine on your soul"

'Ok, first things first, i have good adaptibility which is... nothing new so to the next thing.

'Stranger is a strange attribute that i will ignore... for now.'

'Spark of the Divine...i was isekeid by track-kun werent i, if this was any other world i would be happy, but shadow slave...'

Scott couldnt help but let out a sigh as he noticed another thing, the Nightmare Spell stated his name as Amon and considering everything until now, that most likely means Amon is this body's name.

'Right, ohh man i am so going to die' Scott or now Amon? He didnt know if he should call himeself that wanted to cry.

'No, i shouldnt let emotions get the best of me, the Nightmare spell dont carry out excutions, i could do this, no matter how grim the odds seemed'

There was one more thing he wanted to check, he had a memory, which was rather strange.

Memory:[Fairness]

Memory rank: Divine.

Memory Tier: Seven.

Memory type: tool.

Memory description:"The being who put you throught this felt a slight empathy to you so he gave you what he thought to be a helping hand"

Memory Enchantement:[Three Questions]

Enchantement description:"You can ask the Nightmare Spell three questions, they WILL be answered.

Note: be careful, some questions...are better left unanswered."

'That...will be insanly useful' Scott thoughts ran throught his head as three things became clear, one: this memory is frankly godkike considering he could ask anything, two: he will most likely use it all now and waste the incredible potential it has, and three: someone isekied him and he could do jack shit about it...

"Breathe in, breathe out, in, out" Scott did not want waste his time getting angry at someone he could not do anything to, maybe a day will come when he will be able to have his vengence but it was certaintly not today.

Scott sat down on the wooden floor, he was in some sort of training hall but now, all his attention was drawb to the meomory that would most likely save his live, he read the descryption again then in the calmest voice he could muster, he summoned the memory"come Three Questions"

Of course, Scott knew he didnt need to speak out loud to summon it but he did it anyway.

It took about 10 seconds for it to materialize, it was a strange thing, the memory was a small wooden snake with three glowing eyes.

'Frankly, the best use of this is to leave it for my future nightmares that would surely come, since i will get more value then, but i...i am scared and i dont want to die so i am gonna exaust those quetions to get the outmost benifit in this Nightmare'

Scott sat down for a while, thinking, althought he was gonna use all the quetions, that did not mean he was gonna be an idiot and do it on the spot, he contemplated for a couple of minutes to find questions that would not just help him now but also help in the long run, and finally after a while, he asked "Nightmare Spell, what are the steps I should take in this Nightmare to get a Divine Aspect?"