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Death is not the end!

First things first I don't own the cover art, obviously, but is it click baiting enough? ------- So this guy named Alistar is screwed over. He is dying and he is pissed off. So he kills this guy, and he feels good about it. So he becomes a serial killer on earth. Killing people with super powers all the while he is considered as nothing. He gets famous for his killings and people just don't understand how he did it. Specially since they never see him use any skills other than one. It wasn't even special a ton of people had storage space skills. Well, as it turns out. His oldest enemy is on his tail. So he kills one last time, and lets the News figure his identity out. As a big fuck you to his enemy. Though Alistar's life isn't done yet, as his own unique skill screws him over. Making him wind up stuck in his own storage skill as just a soul. -------- Okay so like there's more. I'm on debate about adding harem and r-18 tags/chapters. It doesn't fit the character and their background, but their will be times he reacts to character appearance. The villain tag is questionable, I might change to to anti-hero or just add anti-hero tag.

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Once Enna dropped me off at 'my house' I didn't go to sleep. Number one even though I had a body of flesh and blood. I no longer needed water, food or sleep. This wasn't even due to my ghostly nature, I had the skill Inhuman Self-Control.

So yes I could sleep and eat and so on. However I could resist it without any real side effects. So I stayed up and inspect the home. I found cameras that connected to far off systems. After finding the last listening device I finally let my self relax. I went over to the shelves of books and inspected them. They were normal collections nothing historical.

Which meant I'd need connection to the internet to truly dig into the world I was now living in. With hours spent scrolling through things I finally looked at the time. Just after midnight, I got up and thought over everything. The current highest floor on Terra is floor 70. One may think that was high, but the first 50 were just tutorials.

Earth had gotten to floor 355 and even that was rather low compared to the one other world I knew was connected to the tower. However that was not really important. Terra was just developing the trade and guild industry since they spent a long time setting rules and regulation on awakened. So they were behind, but well organized.

Honestly I could use my knowledge to crush some competition. Though how and why was always a rough idea. This was because if I just brilliant ideas I might get questions. However I tapped the desk and got up.

The globe was the least of my problems. It was the contract I was bound under that required my attention. Technically I could just try and break it, but that would give my back lash. A second problem is my body. Sure I could appreciate the truly sex magnet I currently was. Except that was kinda the thing.

Finally the last problem was I was currently an Athea which meant the family problems may become my problems specially since the girl that summoned me is my niece. I breathed in and out, and focused on my new skill possession.

Now that I had the chance checking it over I figured out a half of the solution to my problems. It seemed my method to possess a body was imperfect. Which explained the predicament. To summarize for myself I could leave my body, but I would have a sort of connection to it.

This connection while useful to me could also harm me, unfortunately. This was because if the body I possess was destroyed or say animated, while I was disconnected from it, by a necromancer it could harm me or even bind me to the necromancer as his servant.

However due to my special nature and the fact that this bond was to a human vessel without a soul. I could freely posses other vessels however I wanted. Though it would leave my body unattended. If I could obtain the skill unrestricted possession or the skill free-will. I could just ignore this limitation.

For now though I would simply have to be Dionysus Athea. Which I was fine with relatively. Sure the problems that came with it could be a nuisance. However due to my previous life and my grievances I was fine with the situation. I could just literally become Dionysus Athea and have the life I never could.

Well... "There will likely be still murder since I enjoy the hobby."

Honestly the identity did me good. Dionysus was a paranoid, black sheep, who from the outside had unknown motivations. While those who truly knew her if confront by my shift in personality and actions would believe it was due to the loss of a beloved niece.

However this also came with its own negatives. Beginning with the status, towers and finally the contract that brought me here. I had a vague idea of the status that Dionysus had. She was a level 47 ranger. Nothing special really, thanks to a little research I had done even the skills she had and the ones I had planned to falsify were similar enough.

Though I would need to update the public status that is kept by the Awakened Association. This could raise some questions like my class, which was no longer Ranger, and the skills. Though I could just alter the status again I had a feeling I shouldn't. I could just grit my teeth and say I had it artificially modified.

This made me very believable. This was because compared to Earth, on Terra people had a lot less skills, but naturally higher stats. Which meant my status back on Earth wouldn't be strange here on Terra. Though my lack of life skills and shit vitality would be questioned still it wouldn't have been a big deal.

Thus my status once updated after this ordeal would work out. I sighed, I would need to update it during the statement I'd have to give about the assassins. Speaking of...

I got up, using my skill Astral Fade I left my house without alarm. Dionysus had been all over the city. So retracing her steps I made my way through the city. Unseen by everyone, as the only way one could find me if they had a extremely high perception skill or a higher level than me with a skill equal to my astral fade.

So I walked straight into the association, feeling no eyes on me still I passed through the hallways. There were some late nighters, guards and a few just normal office drones. I passed into the stairway where I found a couple. I had to rolled my eyes.

I walked past them and entered the bottom floor. Finding the holding cells I raised an eyebrow finding each assassin in a different cell. The poor bastards even had cuffs on them that prevent skill and spell usage. Though it clearly didn't stop mana since one was meditating.

I checked around for cameras and found 3. One was pointed away from the cells to a double door. While the other to were facing the cells at to different angles. I went through each and crushed them in my hands. I locked both the door ways.

Finally I found the one guard down here. Smoking next to a window and blowing the smoke out it. I grabbed his face and slammed him into the wall. Guy just might have a concussion, but not like that mattered to me.

The only thing that could stop me is if someone had a skill or something, but I ignored that ex machina. I deactivated my skill Astral Fade and leaned on a wall. I spoke in a cold tone making sure each of the assassins heard. "A monk, a guardian and a wizard. Hardly assassins I'd say, so who hired you?"

The magic user jumped and the other two had looks of concern. I gave them a smile and waved. "Look if you don't tell me, I am just gonna kill you. After all I already have a pretty good idea."

The Monk spoke, and before he even got the idiotic words out, I flicked a spear out of my slipspace. It pierced his skull and killed him. The other two didn't see him die, but they certainly knew. "What a guy tried to tell me he would say nothing. While saying something as stupid as that. Even after I told him I'd just kill you."

I knew the monk wouldn't crack, but these two. I looked between them and the guardian had a tinge of fear while the wizard was panicked. I smiled, gave a brief glance at the wizard. "Looks like Abcus here is sweating, you think he'll give in Marvin?"

The looks on their faces showed how their hearts stopped. The guardian blurted out first before the wizard could. "I'll tell you! He doesn't have a family kill him! I'll tell you whatever!"

I rolled my eyes, like that would convince me. I mean we are talking about how they essentailly killed me and my supposed niece. Too bad for them I was here. "Now why would I care if you have kids? You killed my niece and tried to kill me." Before he even had the chance I slit his throat through the bars.

Which just left the wizard, "So mister mute, dear Abcus. Why would I keep a man that can scream when I can just have you write it down."

Abcus backed up slightly and I took a pen and paper off the far off desk. "How about you start writing."

He wrote thing quickly, neat handwriting and even when his hands were shaking. I gave a smile as he handed it over. I looked at the note and he wrote everything he could down. Even a small note about me not killing him.

Too bad, I never had any attention of witnesses. Though he wouldn't suffer, I killed him instantly and used my skill precious soul. So he didn't die, but I was able to take his soul instead freely. It was mostly a test of what it could do.

I was happy with the results and I left his soul within my slipspace. I blinked realizing something I hadn't thought about. The time dilation within my slipspace. I quickly left the association with my thoughts on the tower. I'd have to investigate soon.

The towers will be explained in a future chapter.

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