Conqueror

"Zieglind! Where are you!?"

"This... Voice... It can't be! No. No. Impossible. I saw them die! Precia?"

"Zieglind? Are you there? Is the telepathy still connected?"

"Who are you?! Stop with this. Stop doing this to me!"

"Woah. You're still there. What happened? We're in the hidden basement we saw while we were running in the sewers. We saw a giant door but we didn't enter yet since you're not here yet."

"Shut up! Stop playing with me... Stop playing with my damn emotions!"

"Quiet mister." A male voice resonated again in my mind.

"This voice... How... How are you still alive? You're supposed to be dead!"

"Oh. Is that what happened?"

"You bastard!" I ran up to him and grabbed his neck.

"Go on. Do it."

I grabbed his neck even tighter. "You bastard!"

But he vanished into thin air.

"Haha. HAHAHA! Pitiful. Your sight that is. Look at yourself."

"What... Is happening?" I looked at myself and saw that the armor I had was gone. I was standing there, wearing the same clothes.

"Zieglind! Where are you?!" I heard Precia's voice again.

"No... No... Stop! STOP THIS!" I feel like my head was breaking apart. The pain is too much. "You're dead. You're all dead... What... What's happening? ARGH!" I closed my eyes trying to neglect the situation. I can't believe anything.

"Look Zieglind. Where are you?"

I opened back my eyes and I'm back. "I'm back... At the village?" I then saw men raiding my own village.

Grien trying to hold them off with his skills but its not enough.

"I'm coming! Come, Bloodlust!" But nothing appeared. "Huh...? Bloodlust, appear!" Nothing. Nothing worked. "Damn it appear! I'll do anything so... Appear! PLEASE!" Despite my pleading, the weapon didn't appear.

The men killed Grien and his team one by one.

"DAMN IT! NO! NO! NO!" I ran towards Grien and tried to use every healing skill I got. "Why? Why! WHY! Is nothing working? Why can't I reach you!?"

Grien grabbed my hand. His was cold and he was coughing up blood. "You left us here... You damn... Traitor..."

"No Grien! I didn't mean for this to happen!"

"Li...ar! You left us here to die. So you could complete whatever the king ordered you to do!"

"No it isn't like that!" Tears ran down from my eyes.

"Then what is!?" Grien coughed up even more blood. "You're no damn lord. You made us as distractions for the king. I curse you... Zi...nd..." His strength was gone and his cold body laid beside me.

"What do you feel Zieglind? Seeing all of your comrades die." The man reappeared again.

"Damn you! I'LL K-"

"Hold that thought! Look at that. Your house? Good taste. Good taste indeed."

I turned around and saw the men go into the house. "Wait... Not there... Please... Not there!" That house is where the women and children were living in. "PLEASE NO!"

"Good women... And children also." I heard the men talking inside of the house.

I immediately ran to get inside. "STOP! DON'T!"

"Huh? Who are you?" One of the men started talking.

"Sprint!" I ran towards them and tried to land a hit. "Damn it... Dragonic Arms! Abyssal Enhancement!" But nothing worked. They won't activate. "Why... What's going on! System! Activate my skills!"

[Error.]

"No..." That single menu that popped up made me lose all hope.

"Get out of here brat." One of the men walked up to me. "Die!" Using his sword, he stabbed me in the chest.

"ARGH!" I could feel the pain throbbing. It pierced through my ribs, my heart and destroyed my spine.

"Annoying piece of crap." The man then looked around and had a creepy smile on the women. "Tasty... Little... Things... Men, do it."

The men unsheathed their swords and began to kill everyone. Blood was laying everywhere. Their bodies was colder than the frozen winter. Why did this happen? Is it because of me? Is it because of my judgements?

Even though I want to cry, tears don't fall down on my eyes. I'm slowly losing strength. The world around me turned dark. So this... This is death.

I heard the man again. "Embrace the darkness... Let it feed on you. Believe it Zieglind. Believe that you're truly... DEAD."

"Zieglind!" I could hear hee voice again... Precia's voice.

I'm hallucinating again. Maybe this is death. I want to see and hear things I want to see and hear.

"Zieglind! HEY!" Her voice... Again. I heard it again. "Where the h-... Hey... Zieglind... Wake up!"

Is death just toying with me? I feel like I'm already dead but I feel like I'm alive at the same time... It's very weird.

"Hey... Wake up! Is he on a trance? Did you do this to him?"

"Damn it... I can't do this skill to two people..." The man then ran away.

"Sprint!" Precia tried to catch up to him and she did it successfully. "What are you doing?"

"Damn it... So close... Dispel!"

I woke up in the same room earlier. Precia still had the man captured. But something was wrong. "There's no dead bodies... Precia... Is that you?"

"What are you saying? Of course its me."

I looked at my body and saw the armor still equipped. The two Bloodlust were both in my hands and my hands is in form of a dragon. There's no wound, not even a drip of blood on my body. "What's going on?"

"Mind Prison!" The man casted a spell on Precia. Precia's grip loosened and the man escaped from her grasp.

"UGUAH!" Precia writhed in pain.

"You won't escape. Sprint!" With just a second of movement I caught up to him.

"Damn... A few seconds and you would've believed you were dead. That damn wench interfered." I grabbed the man's mouth and slammed him onto the ground.

"You bastard... That was all an illusion?"

"..."

"Speak!" I slammed his head onto the ground again. "Tell me... Are they safe?!"

"E...r...th..ng i...s f...or.... Him..."

"IF YOU EVER DONE ANYTHING TO THEM. I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU MYSELF!" I slammed his head onto the ground again, and again and again and again and again and again until none of his face was left.

With my final blow, I used up all my strength to slice all of his body with the Bloodlust.

[Skill Devourer not applicable.]

Its over. I was done. Tears ran down from my eyes.

"Zieglind..."

"Its over right...?"

"Yes... Its over." Precia then sat down with me and hugged me. Her warm body in this cold rainy weather kept me sane.

"You're real right? Everyone's okay right?"

"Yes..." Precia caressed my hair as I was lying my head on her shoulders.

*sniff* *sniff* "That's good..." The armor I was wearing dissipated into thin air. My strength was gone and I gave in to the tiredness. I slept while I was resting on Precia's shoulders.