Request

Orion pushed open the gigantic doors and a pungent and rotten air invaded his nostrils. "What the fuck?! Not even a hundred corpses could make a smell this fucking bad."

Orion was filled with rage for a single reason, and that was because he would have to clean up whatever mess was inside if he wished to live here.

"FUCK YOU! I'll kill you if you aren't dead yet!" Orion bellowed and released the full extent of his aura filled with killing intent and bloodlust as he stepped into the castle. He tried to calm down but the smell got worse the more he walked inside.

Suddenly the doors closed behind him and countless torches lit up the great hall he was in. It looked to be a long lobby filled with art and tall pillars used to welcome and show the castles wealth to those who came to the castle.

All the art was destroyed and unrecognizable, the pillars were filthy and spider webs were everywhere. He wasn't angry about the art and broken items, he just didn't want to clean up after someone else.

He continued walking through the hall until he reached another pair of doors about the same size as the front doors. Beside the doors was a majestic painting untainted by the wrath of time. It was clean and looked as good as new.

When Orion was about to open the doors he heard a whooshing sound and turned to the painting. His eyes widened in shock as he saw the painting of a man in his forties with a thick black beard and shoulder length hair.

The man was wearing a golden crown embellished with countless gems, he was a king without a doubt. What shocked Orion was that the eyes of the painting moved and stared directly at him. He frowned and was about to speak when he saw the painting move again.

The man in the painting opened his mouth and spoke in an old and weak voice, "O dear adventurer, wether you've come to my castle by fate or by chance, please listen to my request. If you succeed, this castle will be yours as well as my legacy."

He was about to speak but the painting continued on, "I have trapped the final piece of my soul in this painting. It will dissipate after my final regret is completed and return to the afterlife."

Orion frowned and listened impatiently as the smell was starting to irritate him, "When I was the ruler of this kingdom I married the love of my life, had a beautiful daughter and had a wonderful, happy family and life..."

"...It all got destroyed one night when I began to investigate the people that went missing in my capital. I uncovered and released something into this world that should have been kept sealed away no matter the cost..."

"...In a cave deep under my castle lied a single coffin sealed with countless chains and seals. The people that went missing were somehow attracted to this coffin and once they arrived, they cut their wrists and bled onto the coffin until they succumbed to their injuries..."

"...Countless bodies lied on the cave floor when we found it, but when I arrived..." The king pauses his story for a couple of seconds before he continued, "my guards became lifeless puppets and followed suit just like the people before them..."

"...the blood was enough for the being inside to regain its powers and break the seal around its coffin. It...was an ancient vampire...it took away my kingdom and family..."

"...it said it would give my subjects and family eternal life...but it just turned them into undead!! It feasted on the people of my kingdom, and made me watch as he took everything from me, before he killed me as well..."

"...please...please! Avenge me! Return my family's souls to the afterlife! I...will give you everything, even my soul if you so wished, but please, save my family!" the painting spoke with immense sadness and anger.

Orion was stunned for a second, it was the first time he had heard of such beings. He stayed quiet for a couple seconds before answering, "Rest assured, friend, the one who dirtied my home won't live past today."

The painting was stunned, it then burst out with joy, "Hahahahahaha! Thank you! Thank you, young man! I will hang on a bit longer to hear your good news...please, at least tell me the name of my saviour."

"My name is Orion, I won't be long so just stay put, Hahaha!" Orion laughed at his own joke but inside he was fuming with rage. The one thing he wouldn't tolerate was messing with someone's family. That was one of his triggers.

Orion kicked the doors open and what greeted him was a stronger punch of foul air to the face of rotten flesh and death. The smell was so horrid he couldn't understand how someone could live in these conditions.

This was a long hallway that went straight into the depths of the castle. On each side of the hall were hundreds of doors, old paintings and antiques. Straight ahead, however, were countless zombies, skeletons and what looked like deformed monsters straight from someone's nightmares.

Orion released his aura filled with killing intent and bloodlust making it spread throughout the whole area. He manipulated his mana at his vocal cords and roared at the top of his lungs, "ALL YOU FUCKERS THAT WISH TO DIE! IM HERE TO FULFILL YOUR WISH! COME AND PERISH!"

The roar made the castle walls tremble slightly and caught the attention of every monstrosity in the castle. Soon, more and more undead came out from the rooms and began to charge at Orion.

The hallway was wide enough for him to swing his Nodachi with ease. He unsheathed his Nodachi and his Tachi and charged at the horde in front of him.

Without a care in the world he began to swing his two swords wildly at the thousands of undead before him. After he crashed into the horde he began to notice a couple of things.

One, was that when he sliced the undead in half or immobilized them, they continued to attack even if they had to crawl to reach him. Two, was that the only way for them to stop moving entirely was to crush or separate their heads from their bodies.

Once Orion realized what he had to do, ho got to work and began decapitating and crushing the heads of the thousands of monsters in front.

Orion was amazed by how many more undead kept pouring out of the rooms. Hundreds fell and a thousand more appeared. "This is useless, I need to find the one controlling these fuckers..." Orion mumbled and decided on his next plan of action.

He jumped back away from the horde and exhaled a deep breath of steam as he circulated his mana into his legs and arms. He calmed his mind as he bent his legs and exploded forward with his arms crossed in front of him.

Orion sliced in front of him by uncrossing and crossing his arms again and again. He cut a path through the horde with frightening speed as rotten blood and bones flew in the air splattering onto the walls and onto his armor.

He focused his attacks entirely in front of him and continued running forward using his gale step. Eventually he reached the end of the hallway where he saw a beast that was 5 meters tall and looked like a mixture of a hound and a lion.

The beast was huge but it was definitely an undead as the rotten flesh and lifeless eyes on it's body were evident. When the beast sensed Orion's approach, it rose to its full height, prepared to pounce on Orion at a moments notice.

Orion, however, sheathed his two swords and continued to rush forward. The beast was guarding another pair of huge doors and Orion could only assume the master of these undead was behind them.

Orion exhaled steam and continued to cycle his mana into his arms and legs. When Orion was ten meters away from the beast he crouched down as low as he could and jumped forward into the air directly at the beast.

The beast looked up at Orion as he pulled both arms behind his back in the air. Orion was flying straight at the head of the beast at an impossible speed and suddenly punched forward with both arms.

They landed square on the beast's forehead and crushed its skull instantly. The force was so huge that the blow continued down its spine making its back explode, sending bones, blood and grime everywhere.

All this time Orion kept ignoring the prompts from the system. Every time he killed an undead the system would ring in his head. 'System, shut that ringing off,' Orion thought to himself as it finally became quiet.

Orion exhaled steam as he landed in front of the two doors and pushed them open slowly. He relaxed his mind and began to breath calmly and rhythmically. He closed the doors behind him as he looked around in the brightly lit audience hall in front of him.

It was a large audience room with the ceiling easily reaching 50 meters in height. The room was covered in red royal carpet, many tall pillars, hundreds of glass stained windows and stairs leading to a majestic throne at the end of the huge room.

There, Orion saw a scene that made the veins on his neck pop from fury. On the throne sat a pale and thin man with long blonde hair and a black and red robe on.

Beside the man was a woman with long black hair and a crown on top her head. Her eyes were lifeless and her skin was pale as a sheet of paper. She sat on the seat beside the throne unmoving, her face filled with hints of despair and grief as she was nothing more than a puppet at this point.

On the other side of the man was a young girl no older than 16, with flowing long, wavy black hair holding a pitcher of what one could only assume was blood. She slowly poured blood into the skull chalice in the mans hand as he lifted an eyebrow towards Orion.

"Oh? What do we have here? A little mouse has snuck into my humble home. I hope you like what I've done with the place." The man spoke with ridicule and arrogance when he looked at Orion. The malevolent grin on his face made Orion snap when he heard what the man said.

Orion spoke with a cold and calm tone as he slowly stepped forward, "You've turned my castle into a fucking shit show. This is reason enough for me to tear your limbs off and feed them to you while you still breathe. You skinny pale bitch, come and receive your beating of a lifetime."

Orion activated his titles abilities and released the full power of his aura as it exploded in all directions filled with killing intent and bloodlust.

His aura materialized into a terrifying tortoise behemoth 20 meters tall with suffocating killing intent. It was so powerful that the aura alone was enough to crack the floor beneath Orion.

It was shocking enough for the man on the throne to furrow his brows and look at Orion with a shred of fear as he spoke, "What the fuck?"