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Revoked Player

"I don't want to die like this..." Rigel's trembling voice because of the mix of emotions that ran through his mind, lying in the middle of a desolate street, his gaze fixed on the ominous creatures soaring through the sky. "My whole life has been a nightmare. It has been relentless, and now, dying like a rat..." he continued, his body trembling from broken limbs as he fought to endure the excruciating pain. As Earth faced an unprecedented cataclysm, overrun by nightmarish creatures, mythical demons, and unending chaos, salvation arrived in the form of the enigmatic [Player System] Selected individuals, known as [Players] were granted the power to confront these monstrous threats. Their journey towards strength began within mysterious towers scattered across the globe, where they endured trials orchestrated by an inscrutable system. However, for Rigel, destiny took a cruel turn as he aspired to become the hero of his own life. The system deemed him unworthy, stripping him of his [Player] status and casting him back to Earth, now a world overrun by monsters. Survival became an unrelenting struggle, and death lurked at every corner. Yet, he clung to life, enduring 5 long years that felt like an eternity. In the end, he couldn't escape death and he was standing in front of the death's door. "If there's anyone... anyone that can hear my pain, please grant me a wish..." Rigel's voice weakened as his eyes started to shut off. "I want the world to feel my pain..." He said as he started to lose consciousness. Suddenly, darkness enveloped him, transporting him to a forbidden and forgotten pocket of reality. "I will grant your wish. I will take you back to where it all began," a soothing woman's voice whispered into Rigel's ear. "But what can you offer in exchange for this wish?" Her words sent shivers down Rigel's spine. "Everything. I will give you everything," Rigel responded, his determination unwavering, even in the face of the unknown abyss. "Rigel Eclair DeMargt. I want your soul and your body..." The woman's voice carried a sinister tone, and Rigel could almost sense the grin on her face. "I will make you invincible, immune to death's touch. In return, the more you faced death, the less of you would remain, yet you would grow stronger," her words were chilling, yet strangely comforting. "I don't care..." Rigel declared with unwavering determination. "Then follow my voice, and you will have your wish granted," The woman's voice was going away from Rigel's ear. Rigel opened his eyes and realized that people were murmuring around him, their gaze fixed on a coffin placed inside a freshly dug grave. "I've returned..." Rigel furrowed his eyebrows as he observed the scene before him—the final resting place of his mother that happened five years ago. "And today is the day everything begins," he looked at the sky as he clenched his fists.

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Chapter 72: Spirits.

Rigel landed on the island and looked at the Monolith from up close where the stone was at least 10 meters tall and 5 meters wide. He started to hear faint whispers under the breeze of the wind, but he couldn't tell what they were saying. He then heard Kiko's giggles again, and saw she was being carried to the island, floating in the air.

"Thank you!" Kiko smiled widely and then ran toward Rigel. "They want you to sit down and close your eyes. They want you to feel their presence, and I think this is where you have to train your Sixth Sense," she explained as she stood beside Rigel and admired the Monolith.

Rigel nodded and sat down in front of the Monolith with his eyes closed. He focused on the whispers under the wind, and he started to understand what they were saying.

"He's the one?" A faint whisper could be heard in Rigel's left ear.

"The power within him is similar to her..." A different voice could be heard in Rigel's right ear.

"He has Nyctri's scent on him..." Another voice could be heard.

Rigel listened to the spirits and their conversation where he became the main topic. He could hear Kiko whisper to the spirits since she didn't want to bother his concentration.

"Open your eyes..." A voice moved right in front of Rigel's face.

Rigel slowly opened his eyes and he noticed a difference where he could see orbs floating around Kiko. He noticed a few orbs were lingering around him but weren't as many as Kiko's surroundings. He saw some orbs that were big and bright, some were dim and small. He could tell the big and bright ones were the stronger ones compared to the dim ones.

"Have you met that child?" A soothing man's voice asked Rigel.

"Which child?" Rigel asked.

"Nyctri and descendant of Artivara," The spirit asked.

"I did, not too long ago," Rigel nodded and looked at the orbs covering the peak of the mountain and the lake. "When you said that I'm the one and the prophesied one, are you talking about the person who has the power to destroy the tower?" He asked.

"Yes," The spirit answered simply.

"Who made that prophecy? Was it her? The Equinox between the light and darkness," Rigel asked again.

"The answer to your question lies on the higher floor. Your path is still long, and the challenges that you have encountered were merely a stumble. You're not the only one who has become a prophesied one, there's someone else way beyond this floor," The spirit answered and his voice was monotone and it was hard to guess what kind of emotion he felt. "Use your time to learn everything you can, and you shall not worry about the uncertainty," he added.

Rigel furrowed his eyebrows and wanted to ask what the spirit meant by that. Before he could speak, the spirit that spoke to him entered the Monolith and disappeared. The spirits that were around him went to play with Kiko since he heard the spirits talking about a Tinykin that they had never seen before.

Rigel continued his training to master his Sixth Sense by enhancing his sensitivity toward the world beyond the naked eye. He started to feel touches of fingers on his skin, a nice and calming scent or odor, and lastly the presence of the invisible.

No matter how long he tried to look at the spirits with his eyes, he couldn't see them unlike when his eyes were closed. He was bothered by it and decided to keep concentrating no matter how long it would take. He remembered what the spirit said that he was going to face problems that were beyond what he had experienced.

He didn't know how long he had been meditating until he realized Kiko was no longer talking. He opened his eyes and saw Kiko sleeping on the grass with nothing to provide her with warmth. He approached her and grabbed a blanket from the bag to keep her warm.

"Life is a suffer. They live to die, leaving everything behind or be left behind," A familiar soothing voice was heard behind Rigel. "A Tinykin is the most innocent, harmless, lovely, and adorable being that I have ever seen," he added

Rigel turned around and saw a man in his white robe, showing off his chest and a bit of his abs. The man had long golden straight hair and golden eyes. He wore nothing else, not even a shoe.

"You know what happened to her?" Rigel looked at the man standing next to him.

"Would you wish to go back in time to save her?" The spirit asked.

"No, saving her wouldn't change anything because I would only solve a problem but wouldn't change the fact she couldn't protect herself. I would wish for her to go back in time so she could prevent it on her own, but that's too much to ask. So I would give her a second chance and help her survive on her own," Rigel answered as he looked at Kiko who felt comfortable after he put the blanket on her.

"A wise answer," The spirit chuckled. "But hope is a double-edged blade because she's a Tinykin, a race where they would see things in a positive way, making them blind from harsh reality," he added.

"Indeed, but I never gave her hope. I gave her responsibility for the power she possesses. Responsibility stands higher than hope, and as long as she can handle the blade, she won't get herself cut by it," Rigel responded. "Hope is something she should believe in herself, not given. Responsibility play the higher role in survival," he added.

"A hope that she believed in. A hope that appears when you understand your own abilities and what you're capable of that you believe you can overcome it? A realistic hope?" The spirit looked at Rigel, and he was intrigued by Rigel's words. "I have nothing else to argue," he admitted defeat.

Hope was nonexistent back in his previous life, and he died exactly like what he expected it would be, a death where he couldn't do anything to prevent it. He had hopes long before the invasion happened, but they always choked him and pushed him lower into the darkness. He understood that hope meant nothing without action, and the strength to support those.

"I'll take care of her. You may continue your training because you still need a lot more than that to master it," The spirit said as he sat beside Kiko.

Rigel meditated again and lost his sense of time. He felt as if his body was floating and no longer grounded. He was curious and decided to open his eyes which made him look confused.

"Why am I here?" Rigel looked at Lysara'elmaris checking the tombs of the abandoned souls.

"Your soul is wandering and flying away from your body. Since we both are connected, the first place your soul went to is here," Lysara'elmaris explained as she made sure each tomb was in a good condition. "It has been a while. You must have so many questions in mind," she looked at Rigel.

"No, I don't need anything," Rigel answered without hesitation as he touched the tomb on his left. "I'll find the answers myself from now on because I have been relying on you too much," he explained.

"Is that so?" Lysara'elmaris raised her eyebrows slightly. "It's good to see you doing well, but a storm always comes after the calmness of the sea," she warned.

"I'll keep that in mind," Rigel nodded with understanding.

Rigel could feel the connection between his soul and his body. He tried to retrace it and when he woke up, he came back and the sun was already up. He looked at Kiko playing with Mana thanks to the spirits around her who taught her to learn it.

At that time, Rigel could see spirits and their bodies that looked like normal humans. They all had different skin colors from dark, bright, and even light blue, gray, and light red. There were hundreds of them floating and watching Kiko play with Mana with huge smiles on their faces.

"You can see us now," The man from last night said and looked at Rigel.

"Were you showing yourself last night?" Rigel asked.

"Yes, it drained my energy quite a lot to have a physical body. I'm not like that child, Nyctri. She's a special case and there's a reason why she can have a physical body that goes beyond normalcy," The man answered.

"So, have I mastered the Sixth Sense now that I can see you and others?" Rigel asked again.

"You're still far from mastering it," The man answered with a smile. "The only way for you to master it is to understand it your way just like magic and Mana. Time is the answer, and once you have mastered it, come back here and enter our world through this Monolith," he continued and pointed at the Monolith.

"You haven't told me your name," Rigel looked at the man.

"Quaz, the water guardian spirit," The man answered. "With that being said, I have decided to become Kiko's guardian spirit. I have found a soul that I want to protect," he added.

"That's good to hear," Rigel looked at Kiko.