A little spark in the darkness 14.3

The dark elf's eyes lose their life. I still don't open my eyes, but my mana senses were scanning him from head to toe.

(How does it feel, to lose control over your own body? '...What have you done with me?!' Nothing much, I swear! It's just that you carry something that you're not supposed to. I'm just borrowing it from you to keep you safe~. 'To hell with your lies! I'm a Candidate!')

His soulless body dropped dead on the ground with a loud thud. I crouch and touch the back of its head with my right palm. Slowly, the body starts to dry.

('What is this...' Don't worry, I won't devour your soul. The Three of Whispers will be your home from now on. 'Who... are you?' Me? I'm just an elf that solves problems.) I finish drying the body. It becomes dust, and the wind from the window blows it to nothingness.

I grasp the air in front of me. From thin air, a spear appears. 7 feet long, my personal weapon. Dark black shaft, which is made of dark adamant. The spearhead is dark blue, made of deep ocean steel. It has two cutting edges, on both sides, one bigger than the other.

And the end spike is dark blue, the same metal as the spearhead. I grab it, and my body feels lighter. I let out a sigh, to relax my body. ('This... I've never seen or even heard of a weapon like this before. Is it made of adamant?' I would say you have good eyes, but since you don't have a face anymore... 'Is it?')

My spear is the strongest weapon this world has to offer, because of two things. The first is quite obvious, it is unbreakable, and its blade will never lose its sharpness. The other is... not that obvious.

When I first awakened my constellation and the necessity of absorbing life began, Belladonna cast a curse on me. It was a simple curse at first, but my powers made it a deadly curse.

The curse is simple, the more you kill, the more your life force will consume itself. But, to absorb Life Force, I need to kill, and the more I kill, the faster my life will end. And the cherry at the top is that I can't die because my body is completely fused with my soul.

So, Belladonna changed the curse, it won't affect me, but it would affect the Life Force that I absorb. As soon as I start absorbing or drinking it, the Life Force will start to dissipate.

And that's where the spear enters. Dark adamant is the best metal to absorb substances, such as mana, aura, and life force. When I need to absorb huge amounts of Life Force, or when a special circumstance appears, I use it as a medium.

Adam, one of the five cardinals of the Temple, forged the spear. His title is 'The Creator', the only mortal in this world with the Creation constellation. As for why a Temple member would help an elf, well, that is a story for another time...

In my right hand, the spear, and in my left hand, a purple light.

('I will die, won't I?' Mortals will die, it's on their names. I just shorten their trip. 'I feel... At ease. I couldn't see it before, but, your soul is... Divine, isn't it?' Hehe, it won't change anything if I say it to you, so, yes, I'm the Thirteen. 'A new god? How?' What can I say... God's egos are as big as their power. So far, I've known of sixteen gods, that have been killed by other gods. 'So, gods can die too? Interesting.' Heh, indeed, it is... And you know what? 'What?' I don't know how much time it will take, but I'll kill every single one of The Twelve. 'Quite ambitions. Can you do it?' Not now, not in the far future. But one day, one day...)

I turn my right hand so that the spearhead would touch the purple light. "After I'm finished with you, I'll go after the beast apostle. Wish him luck, she'll need it~."

In the dark, the purple light fades away slowly. In that room, for the first time, Kall Sol felt what anger is like. ('Do you want to kill them, kill them all?' Yes, I do... The sinners will pay, I, we, will purge their sins. 'The First One will be pleased, Kali, the heir of the universe.')