Introductions

<p>"...Hm?..." A figure draped in black hooded robes awoke on their obsidian throne cradling an angelic sphere possessing a soothing glow and warmth, they could sense a similar power awaken in the world of Gaia.<br/><br/>"So our son has awakened..." The hooded figure's voice was that of both a man and a woman speaking as one in a chilling tone as they stroked the Sphere in their arms.<br/><br/>The Sphere's glow flickered about as if conversing with the hooded entity.<br/><br/>"Don't worry my love, the system will provide him with all the protection and advice to keep him from harm." The hooded figure replied to the Sphere which he claims as his lover.<br/><br/>"Hopefully when he reaches Death Laws we'll be able to meet with him in person and maybe you can join him on his journey to one day?" The hooded figure continued as it waved its head to the side that was a translucent womanly hand and within a withered skeletal hand.<br/><br/>A Magical mirror appeared floating before them as it displayed Soultien and his Death avatar behind him.<br/><br/>"Grow well our son, we're sorry you had to suffer so much but now you have the power and potential to live a better existence than most, Good luck our Prince." Death stared lovingly at their son as they cradled the soul of Soultien's mother, as both parents hoped for the best for their only child.<br/><br/>•••••<br/><br/>In Mylan's chambers, an oppressive pressure filled with dread and despair was felt coming from both Soultien and Deaths Avatar behind him.<br/><br/>The Avatar was merely a shadow of Death's true power and form as it held an imposing shadowy scythe, it also had the same draped hooded robes as Death but its hands remained skeletal and its face couldn't be seen within the hood as it hovered over the cavern floors behind its Summoner, waiting to reap the essence of a living being's.<br/><br/>Such a Summon could only be brought forth by titles gifted by Death, the cost to Summon one comes at the loss of Life Essences or Death Essences from the user but for the prince none at all.<br/><br/>When the system brought up the perks and abilities of his title 'The True Prince of Death' Soultien no longer feared being overwhelmed by many enemies but still, he chose to rely on his power alone.<br/><br/>Soultien gazed upon the group before him with a difference as he appraised their reactions to the truths he laid before them, the three girls who he didn't know the name of instinctively stepped several steps back with shock and horror written on their faces.<br/><br/>Mylan was the only one who seemed stunned and lost in thought as if processing the events that had transpired so far.<br/><br/>She was just fantasizing about one day repaying the Human boy through her body not too long ago and now came to find out he was the powerful Lich before her and not just that he was also a proclaimed Prince of Death!<br/><br/>Though she was shocked by these truths she began to see Soultien in a whole new light, though she suspected the Undead before her was just a different entity residing in the boy, she didn't expect it to be the kind Human boy himself who she tended to for the past 2 moons.<br/><br/>Knowing that the Human boy remembered her kindness as he spared her and her sister's from his wraith, while freeing them from this hellish tribe and rewarding her with Magical knowledge and Refinement Pills, made her chest begin to flutter something fierce.<br/><br/>| Solution POV |<br/><br/>When my eyes met Mylan's, though she tried to hide it quickly before I could see it, I noticed she was repressing some form of... longing... towards me in her gaze. My mind immediately stalled by the implications behind those eyes of hers and though the thought didn't bother me I knew I lacked experience with girls who had any interest in me, let alone a beautiful she Goblin in front of me.<br/><br/>The plan where I took their flowers was simple since I was introduced to such events daily... Wait Why am I getting off track? Damn!<br/><br/>Luckily nothing can transpire on my face so easily let's get back to introductions.<br/><br/>"As you all can see, I speak the truth and now that you know more about me I ask that you all do the same," I spoke calmly as I allowed my Death Avatar to slip back into my shadow reliving the pressure it put on everyone else.<br/><br/>"Mylan, please let me know you more my student."<br/><br/>Upon hearing her name, Mylan became flushed as she tried to collect herself before me, her sister, on the other hand, on the other hand was confused by her sudden odd behavior that was anything like her usual self what I assumed by the peculiar looks they gave her.<br/><br/>"Sigh... My Name is Mylan, I am only 5 years old in yet by Goblin standards I'm considered a fully-fledged adult. My birth mother was an Elven woman my father kept for his personal use, I am the first daughter of the Chief and the tribe but that meant nothing in the Goblin hierarchy....my mother died after giving me my name when she saw me for the first time when I was 2, she seemed happy knowing I wasn't anything like my kin."<br/><br/>"You see Females of a Goblin race adopt the looks of our birth mother so when I was a child father shielded me from the others due to my outward Elven beauty, yet... it never stopped him from... tasting me. The same applies to my sisters who came after me, I helped raise them and to endure our treatment; the past Shaman elder was the only kind male who brought us up in the ways of Magic and the Dark Arts under the chief's orders."<br/><br/>"I grew up fearful and timid at first but I didn't let it stop me from being strong, confident, and loving towards my sister who I hope to finally protect thanks to you... M-Master~" This time Mylan didn't hide her affections when she called me by my honorific and now even her sister's finally caught on.<br/><br/>I felt embarrassed by how forward she was being with me while her Ex- kinsmen were being butchered on the left and there her sister was staring at her as if she lost her mind to her right.<br/><br/>I could only cover my face with my palm but even that didn't help because I could see through it, I just chucked my feelings on the matter aside to continue to the next speaker.<br/><br/>"Thank you Mylan for sharing come sit here beside me and now please may the next sister please introduce themselves." With a wave of my hand back fog entered the skeletal chair in the corner of the cavern and it began to walk to me coming to rest by my left as I motioned for one of the other to speak.<br/><br/>Mylan was delighted by this and eagerly strode forward to claim her seat, she appeared more restrained and composed as a student should be by their Master's side but her wandering glances didn't escape me.<br/><br/>The petite beauty stepped forward where Mylan once stood with pride and indifference as we locked eyes with one another, she crossed her arms beneath her nonexistent bust while glaring between me and Mylan. <br/><br/>"I am Mia and I am 4 years old, my birth mother Halfling also a favorite among the chiefs...' Toys'...before her passing. I am considering a Magical talent amongst my sisters and spend most of my time researching and experimenting... Sigh... I also don't trust males no matter who or 'what' they are so don't expect me to be friends with the likes of you Lich boy, I don't care if you were death himself I will never expect you truly." Mia then spat at my feet before walking to the side.<br/><br/>I was quite put off by her hostility towards me but I understood better than anyone where she was coming from so I didn't pursue it instead I chose to avoid any prolonged interactions with her. When I looked at Mylan she only gave me a sorrowful look as she mouthed 'Please forgive her, she's been through far worse than most of us here'.<br/><br/>I only nodded as I returned to the next speaker which was the tallest of the girls here.<br/><br/>"Greetings Soultien for I am Maz and I am only 3 years of age, my birth mother was a once proud Orc Woman named Buzu from a tribe our father defeated through sheer numbers. My mother still lives and teaches me the ways of the Orc, she has also adopted my sisters as her own. I hope by joining you we can all be free from these terrible lives we all live, my blade and wand are yours to command!" Maz kowtow before me removing her skull mask from an animal that they all wore.<br/><br/>She had full lips with two white tusks protruding from the bottom jaw of her oval face revealing her riveting Sapphire eyes complementing her crimson locks.<br/><br/>I knew they were beautiful but now I was nervous to see the other beauties behind the masks, I then collected myself again before replying to her last statement with the same commitment in my tone.<br/><br/>"I will temper both your weapons through the trials ahead and promise to protect the things you hold dear for lending me your strength, thank you Maz." As she stood up to meet my gaze, she only smiled before putting back on her mask and taking a seat near me to my right.<br/><br/>"Uh... I guess it's my turn now huh." Said the shortest of the girls but the most curvy of the bunch.<br/><br/>"Um... My name is Mika I'm 2 years old and I'm the youngest of my sisters... My mother was Dwarven Woman my father had me with, later giving her off to the horde... I'm talented in the arts of Magic crafts and smithing like most Dwarves... Um I'm also timid plus I don't like physical contact much... especially by Males...sorry" I could feel her anxiety starting to get the best of her so I waved off her worries.<br/><br/>"I don't mind them and thank you, to all of you for sharing a bit about yourselves it's much appreciated." I then waved my hand at some of the furniture and they all suddenly came together; a round table was placed before me, Mylan, and Maz. Two empty Undead chairs walked up and split off to rest beside both Maz and Mylan.<br/><br/>"Now with introductions out of the way let's begin the downfall of your tribe and the roles you will all play in it, please Mia and Mika take your seats."<br/><br/>Now it's to move the pawns.</p>