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Rise Of The Forgotten Gods

A world on the brink of destruction, Man’s treachery knows no bounds and the planet was spiralling towards its end, but he couldn’t stand it anymore, should he just end it all and start over again? Wipe out the very vermin that plagued his world or destroy the world itself. But would that make him a saviour or a plague, the very thing he was against. So he decided to give his world one last chance, to determine their fate with their hands. A lost soul wanders the face of Kreatia, trying to find his purpose, but fate has thrown him into the eye of the storm alongside a regressor, a dimensional traveller, a reincarnator, the will of the world, and one normal lad. A weird combination but their actions on the world might decide its end. Survival or Destruction, watch kreatia’s last struggle. You can join me on discord and be a part of the creation process via https://discord.gg/9mQNYY6aNX

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Chapter 42: Integration

Getsuga's father couldn't even get close to the altar, he was still stuck in his thoughts when his head was lopped off his head by a scythe

The one wielding the scythe was a tall figure covered completely by a black robe, with openings only for face and at the end of sleeves where it's pale arms were poking out from

The figure was a skull shaped mask and it's figure was blurry due to the back miasma that surrounded it, however the presence emitted by that figure spelt out death for everyone that laid their eyes on it

The death stop at her father, the figure not making any further moves towards the townsfolk, however it floated towards that alter, hovering over Getsuga's body, it scythe raised high in the air like an executioner above the one it was to execute

All who were present in the scene watched with bated breath, the actions that they had seen were too fast and without any flow. Everything was all jumpy and without rhyme, they had gone from happy to confused, worried and now scared

Just why had such a figure appeared and what was it there for, what had become of the their sacrifice, why had the village head died, and most importantly what was going to happen to them

Even the priestess watched however she knew that they were doomed, she really should have listened to the words of her grandmaster and treated Getsuga nicely, looked after her and stopped her mother from isolating her as she did

The one that had drawn the attention of all eyes however Getsuga was still unconscious, her body still absorbing all the miasma that was being generated by the alter, after sometime her body started floating in midair, and the chains that bound her snapped, a red beam shot from the moon and hit her body

Everyone watched on without being able to move, it wasn't that they hadn't tried to, but a massive pressure was holding them all in place, they couldn't even open their mouths to utter a single sentence

No one could tell just how long had passed as even a second felt like an eternity in the situation they were in, but later on the beam disappeared, leaving only Getsuga floating in the air, hair scattered all around her and the masked scythe wielding figure that could be equated to death

Getsuga landed leg first on the altar and opened her eyes to gaze upon those gathered, the pressure they felt increased even more and most of them buckled from it, falling into their knees

None could look her in the eye, it was like subjects bowing before their ruler, an accused waiting for the decision of his judge. If they could look at Getsuga now, they would see that her eyes glowed blood red and her hair defied gravity as it snaked around in the air

"Kill them"

At her words the masked figure surged forward and no one was left alive, it didn't just stop at the ones in the in the area as even those in the village were not spared all slaughtered, with the exception of a single woman

Getsuga walked through her village that had now turned to a slaughter ground, the very roads that she walked through with her head hanging low she now threaded like a king.

It didn't take long before she stood in front of the house that could be called the source of all her troubles, without any trouble or obstacle, after all the scythe wielder had killed them all, she stepped into the last room

"Dear mother let's talk"

Getsuga spoke as she cornered her mother to the edge of her room

*Integration complete*

*System is now active*

While Getsuga was regaining her memories of the previous night, the system had gathered all the souls and life energy leftover from her slaughter the previous night and completed its initialization and integration

The reason why the initialisation process had halted in the first place was due to the lack of ether in the surroundings or her body

By some wonder or miracle, Getsuga had become a nether user in a world of aether and ether, she didn't know just how special that made her and in how much danger she could have been in if everything even the slightest bit of aether had found its way into her energy stream during the awakening process

The system prompted to convert life energy, a conceptual energy that all living beings had, something that separated the living things had, the base composition of the source of all being, into nether to allow for her growth and survival in this world of aether

Apart from those memories, basic information of what the system was and how it worked also flowed into her mind, it was a lot of information that although the transmission had ended, Getsuga was still in a trance-like state

When she finally snapped out of it she muttered

"Status"

And with those words, a red-purple screen transparent appeared before where, floating within arm's reach of her face.

"So after all this years and torture my otherworldly cheat finally makes an appearance, but what's it use now?"

She said with no energy, her words indicating the amount of self loath she had for herself.

However that didn't take away the screen in front of her

Name: Getsuga Townsend

Titles: The Moonfang, Drifted soul, Patricide, Genocide ???

Rank: D-

Stats

Phy: E-

Agi: E

En: D

Aff: D-

Sen: C+

Soul points: 5000

Origin: Nether

Path Art: The Moon Reaper

Shop locked: Gather 10000 soul points

*Congratulations on unlocking the system, you have completed the integration process and the state of your body has been elevated to fit your status*

The status looked similar to a looked similar to the ones she had seen in games and stories in her previous life, well if you discounted the lack of HP and MP bars

It was only normal as this was reality and not a novel where you could use a set of numbers and bars to indicate how much health points one had

In real life a lot of things could take away one's life without being a powerful attack, poisons, a shot to the brain through the eyes, to mention but a few.

Getsuga viewed her status and from her previous world knowledge estimated just how weak she was if she was just at D rank

Some of the titles there were self explanatory but some left her in thought, she gazed upon each a title with the intention of knowing more about it, and a text appeared

*The Moonfang: The chosen one of the moon, bestows the legendary art, the moon reaper*

*Drifted soul: One that came from a different world, increases the senses and mental ability, the growth rate is increased and the quality of the soul is increased, all stats increases by one minor rank*

*Patricide: One who killed her own father, bestows 1000 soul points*

*Genocide: One who killed her own clan, bestows 2000 soul points*

*???: ????*

With the exception of the last title that could not be accessed she understood the rest

But her status was the least of her problems right now

Perhaps the continuous abuse and years of torture she had received from the village had broken her, or maybe it had something to do with the feeling of power she had the last night, but now that she knew she was the one responsible for the destruction and chaos that had happened in the village, her fear and anxiety and vanished.

She felt a rush, a kind of bliss instead at the deaths of each and everyone of them, like she had fulfilled one of the tasks that was entrusted to her

Getsuga being a modern girl from the modern era where law and rules was established and enforced at least to the lower masses was alarmed by her current state

She should be distraught and worried by her actions the previous night but why was a smile on her face as she looked at her mother's corpse? Why did she look so happy?

"Of course you're happy, you finally killed me just like you were prophesied to do"

A voice came from behind Getsuga, she didn't even have to look back to know who the voice belonged to, after all it was the same voice that had tortured her mentally for as long as she could remember

She however didn't pay it any attention and just moved towards the mirror in the room, the only reflection the mirror carried however was her, no other person was present.

"Was killing me not enough for you evil spawn, you had to wipe out the entire village too"

This time Getsuga turned around to face the voice, however she found her mother and the priestess looking at her, her mother ranting and shouting as usual, the priestess stood like a statue as she looked at Getsuga, her eyes looked dead as if trying to deny reality

Getsuga, facing both of them, smiled, however the smile looked broken and deranged. At the sight of the smile, both the mother Asuka and the priestess Haruta, trembled, the priestess already tearing

"You know, it would have been too easy if you had died just like that, I didn't have the thrill of putting you through what I had been through in the past, but now mother? We're gonna have a lot of fun"

*Ding*

*New titles acquired*

*Psychotic*

*Unstable*

I just realized I wrongly named this chapter. 3 years ago is a different chapter that would be released in the future. Must have mixed up the naming when I was uploading it.

Luckily the contents of the chapter is what it should be

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