I Am Kahi'k!
The crowd let out gasps of shock as Sol remained stiff and unmoving for over five minutes. It was clear he wasn't breathing and even the masked man chanting had begun to slow down while the beating of the drums was becoming lighter.
Skepticism filled the faces of everyone present as they shared glances, unsure what to do now. The outcome of the ritual ended the way they predicted but for some reason, they could not draw any form of satisfaction from it.
The infernal general watched in silence for a few more seconds before rising from his throne. He had seen enough, and it was clear the young master had failed to succeed as he and a few others had hoped.
He turned to walk out of the village square, but at that moment the bodies of fire around the edges of triangles shot into the sky, becoming thin columns of fire.
Buzz!
People gasped in shock, and loud cheers erupted from all sides of the crowd, gaining the attention of the infernal general. He turned to see what was going on and there it was, Sol's hands moving.
Ding!
[Mission accomplished!]
[+100 exp]
[Nether Lord inheritance acquired]
[Ability: Abyssal Annihilation]
[The Nether Lord's mastery over the abyss is unmatched, and his signature ability, Abyssal Annihilation, embodies the sheer devastation of his wrath. With a gesture of his clawed hand, he can tear open fissures in reality, unleashing torrents of pure darkness that consume everything in their path. The Abyssal Annihilation corrupts and devours all that it touches, leaving naught but desolation and despair in its wake.]
[Bonus reward: Select one inheritance from the power of the six-finger generals]
[Malachi the Shadowblade]
[Ability: Shadow Manipulation]
[Malachi, the first general, is a master of deception and stealth. He can blend seamlessly into the shadows, becoming virtually invisible. His manipulation of shadows allows him to strike swiftly and lethally, slicing through enemies with his shadowy blades. Malachi's presence instills dread, for none can predict when his next attack will come.]
[Lilith the Temptress]
[Ability: Charm and Illusion]
[Lilith, the mistress of seduction, ensnares her foes with her alluring beauty and beguiling charm. She can cast powerful illusions, weaving intricate fantasies that lure her victims into traps. Through her manipulative prowess, Lilith controls the minds of both mortals and spirits, bending them to her will with promises of pleasure and power.]
[Azazel the Infernal Alchemist]
[Ability: Transmutation and Alchemy]
[Azazel, the alchemist of doom, wields the power to transmute matter at will. He can turn stone into molten lava or transform air into toxic gas. With his knowledge of alchemy, Azazel concocts deadly potions and elixirs that corrode the flesh and corrupt the soul. His mastery over the elements makes him a formidable adversary on the battlefield.]
[Mórrígan the Banshee Queen]
[Ability: Death Wail]
[Mórrígan, the harbinger of doom, possesses a chilling ability known as the Death Wail. With a haunting scream, she can shatter the very souls of her enemies, leaving them paralyzed with fear or driven to madness. Mórrígan's eerie presence heralds impending death, and her mournful cries echo throughout the underworld, striking terror into all who hear them.]
[Belial the Flamecaster]
[Ability: Rage Pyrokinesis]
[Belial, the scion of fire, commands the flames themselves. He can summon infernos that engulf entire armies, reducing them to ashes in moments. Belial's pyrokinetic abilities are fueled by his boundless rage, and he delights in incinerating his foes with torrents of hellfire. None can withstand the searing heat of Belial's wrath.]
[Cerberus the Hellhound]
[Ability: Hellfire]
[Cerberus, the guardian of the Nether realm's gates, stands as the mightiest of the generals, blessed with the primal power of hellfire. With a single breath, he can unleash torrents of flame that consume everything in their path. Cerberus's hellfire burns with an intensity that defies mortal comprehension, reducing even the strongest of adversaries to cinders. His presence alone strikes terror into the hearts of all who oppose the darkness.]
"Cerberus of course. How am I supposed to rule these people without it?" Sol let out an eerie laughter as he struggled to rise to his feet.
Ding!
[Sixth Finger general chosen!]
Buzz!
The columns of fire suddenly released a powerful shockwave that sent normal civilians retreating in fear of getting caught up in it. The column of flames turned dark green, and they all bent over, all moving towards the center where Sol stood.
Above his head, the flames fused, creating a vague image of the fierce three Cerberus. Its eyes gleamed in the darkness, burning with blood-red intensity.
Everyone watched as Sol stood at the center of the chaos with glowing green eyes. For a moment, they felt like falling on their knees to worship him. Never in the history of the Ark family has someone created this kind of reaction from a mere awakening ritual.
"He is truly Ark!" The Infernal General said as he lowered himself and fell to one knee.
Not even the greatest of the sixth tribe Kahi'ks had created this sort of reaction, and in this world of supernatural beasts, strength is absolute. Should word of this even spread, the respect that they have lost from the other tribes will be rekindled, and this time they will be the ones belittling them.
Sol was the future of the sixth tribe…
Sol was the future of Ark….
Slowly the high council members also fell to their knees, lowering their heads in submission, and soon everyone gathered around began to do the same, including the masked man.
Right before them was greatness, and only after submitting now will they be able to become a part of this greatness.
"You did it, my lord." Chamberlain could barely contain his excitement.
He walked past the crowd and moved towards Sol's feet, where he fell on his knees and bowed.
"Let's take back everything we have lost!" Sol's voice boomed across the village square, filling everyone who heard it with excitement.
The dark ages had ended and the glory age of the sixth tribe had begun!