(Hooray for a second Chapter in 1 day!)
This is not a another world. Nope. I have entered hell. I have no clock and no windows. Which I am positive has to be some sort of building code violation. I was angry, chained, and fucking collared. I mean I guess I can understand the reasons for this inhumane treatment.
After all in front of hundreds of human witnesses I did the following: flew over head with my light wings while wrapped in shadow armor and purified at least a hundred super fighters and mages 3 possibly 4 of them having astronomical power on level with a 5 millennium old dragon. It makes sense in its own way. I took would have been cautious and suppressed their mana but this is insane. This is torture.
"Hahaha"
My laughed echoed through the room. A haunting example of my isolation.
"I am considered a dangerous enemy."
I laughed hysterically at that. Me, a freaking Saint, would be considered a serious threat to human kind. The power they saw was mighty and terrifying. It is perfectly reasonable that they are doing this.
"No damnit" I slammed my hands down on the bars of the hospital bed. Then winced at the pain. "Owww" I whimpered and tilted my head to the side looking at my reddened hands. With my energy suppressed everything hurt.
Panic started to well up in my chest. I began gasping for air. I desperately tried to catch my breath as fear and panic over took my logical brain. My hands being tightly bound, made it impossible for me to touch any of the fabric around me. I couldn't wrap my energy around me as security. I didn't know what time it was or how much time had passed since I came here.
I know I have slept several times. Food and drink arrive sporadically and with no set schedule. I was completely isolated from others and left only with my own thoughts.
I had lost everyone. Both my previous life and the next. Is this a new life. Am I still Asher Gwyn?
Energy, is an interesting thing. Mages had proven that all organic matter contained energy. Some worlds have separate energy forces that can be added on like mana. That was the basics of mana. Second source energy or mana is rarely tied to one's life energy. Those rare cases tend to become those who have almost superpower levels of mana because of life energy constantly recycling as there is no end. Only a continuously moving cycle. Constantly pulling in life energy around them and expelling bad energies.
I was someone born with life and death energy, my powers pulled directly from my YinYang energy cycles. With my Omega Manifestation I was granted a secondary energy in the form of mana. My mana and YinYang energies completely merged meaning I had an endless supply of both. However, intense emotional changes could cause my energy to rampage. Then with isolation and whatever item was used to suppress my mana flow was slowly suppressing the YinYang energy as well.
Vaguely in the backround I could hear alarms blaring. Panicked voices filtered in and out of my ears. My arm tried to jerk at the sharp price and I perked my head to the side.
The golden ears I glared into were filled with rioting emotions. I bared my fangs at the humans who dared trespass into my space. Everything blurred before blackness fell.
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I was surrounded by warmth. That warm feeling you get when a parent holds you close. That feeling of unconditional love and acceptance. How long since I have felt this feeling of warmth?
Our clan had perished while Lance, Haver, and I fought against the first monster waves. The memories flowed unbidden.
The warmth of the fire and the crackling of the wood. The smell of smoke and the groans of the wounded. I was exhausted collapsed on the ground. Leaning against a tree. Lance squatted down before me. His silver hair cut short and styled spikey.
"Heh the quillhog brought me food. Good quillhog for feeding your owner." My words were weak. I was exhausted. The battle in this portal realm had raged on for days. There was no escape from the portal.
"How many more corrupted do you think are left?" My kid brother ignored my attempt at humor.
The situation was truly bleak. He pushed the bowl of stew into my hands, I forced a couple of bites down. Before pushing the bowl back to him.
"I don't know. My best guess is there will be a very powerful corrupted monster at the end of the realm. I just..wanna make it before we lose more lives." I looked away, not wanting ny little brother to see the tears threatening my eyes.
"That is totally gonna happen. We will get home and celebrate our victory. The entire clan will turn out and we will party til sunrise. We will laugh, drink, and be merry." He grinned at me.
"I can't wait to see mom and dad." I needed a mom hug.
"Come on. I'll escorted you to your tent for rest" He hauled me to my feet, arm around my waist. We walked in silence to the main camp, where everyone shouted when I arrived.
"Surprise! Happy Birthday my Lady!" The tears that threatened over flowed. My people truly loved me and I them. How could I forget. Today I turned 16.
The monsters had exterminated the entire clan, and left nothing but wasteland. It was the beginning of some sort of systematic devouring of our world. So it had felt like an eternity since I felt this. I looked up to see Tang, Lance, and Haver burning joss papers.
"We survived. Rest easy big brother." Lance's voice was filled with misery and my heart aches in pain for him. I tried to reach out to him but couldn't move. I could feel tears running down my cheeks. A sob wrenched from my chest. A horrific sound of my misery.
This was the gods way of telling me I couldn't go back. I knew I wasn't meant to be in that world when I was reborn. The dreams the gods gave me had always hinted at a needed sacrifice.
Was leaving that world the sacrifice I had to give?
Would I forever be alone?
Without the warmth of love?
Am I destined to be the sacrifice and lose everything?
I never wanted to be a Saint nor did I ever feel it was a position I deserved. I could get violent when angry. I thought and said mean things about people, but I ended up drowning in the regret. Replaying my verbal lashings over and over. Dissecting them so I could do better next time. I still haven't gotten ny temper under control.
Hah. I bet a psych doctor in this new world could write books about me. I continued to watch my funeral like a movie above. My emotions roiled inside of me. My eyes snapped open and I released a shrieking scream.
"MY LADY!" The stiff sound of Coerthas, his firm reprimanding tone stalled the raging feelings. I looked around the room frantically for the dragon. Coerthas, my shifu, I hadn't lost him.
"S..SH..Shifu?" My voice croaked out. There were noises all around me. I could hear frantic shouts calling out back and forth.
"My lady, you have done this a thousand times. You are on the verge of mana rampage. You know how destructive that could be, yes?" His voice calmly lecturing me, without a single fluctuation of emotion calmed me. "My Lady, pull it all back in."
"I..I can't" it was true. I couldnt feel the mana that was rampaging and my YinYang energy felt like boiling mud.
"You idiots. Remove the suppression tool! Foolish humans." Who was he talking to?
I decided the pay attention to pulling everything back in, the calm the boiling mud. Then in an instant it was all free. My energy and mana converged once again. Boiling mud became a crystal spring. I was no longer under suppression. Yet, my body felt like it was burning up from the inside. Bodying shaking and skin trembling. My brain became filled with fog and nothing but desire surged in. Is this monkey brain? One track mind kind of thing? You know like when your dick is hard your brain shut down. Le petite morte. The little death. Thay I can agree with because apparently my 19 year old body decided to show me a new trick. Fuck I think I'm in heat. Fuck...yes please.
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Ling Xie POV
"General Ling, they seemed to have defeated the dungeon. Finally." The man said with a sigh of relief. I flashed a look at him, while understanding the relief I was also irritated at how long it took. I know my team, something had gone terribly wrong in that dungeon.
Soon the teams of Espers and Guides began to exit the gate. Finally after a brief pause two stretchers emerged surrounded completely by my team.
I walked forward, my heavy military boots cracking against the pavement.
"Report!"
"Sir, we found two human like beings with intelligence in the dungeon. Please allow us a debrief room." My right hand man Tae-Ho reported. My fingers curled over my mouth to hide my displeasure. I eyed Tae-Ho before taking in the captives. However, seeing both glimmering in the residue of Space, I sharply nodded my assent. I waved over several of the medical team.
"They both need S-Rank Suppressors and it should be a QUCC" My eyes flashed once again at Tae-Ho. How powerful were they that they would need the Suppressor chip I use. I and nine others in this entire world of 2.5 billion people needed the Quantum User Control Chip aka QUCC. He could already feel a headache forming from this situation alone."Also they'll need translation chips. The don't speak our language." I nodded my agreement to the med team.
"We shall resume this back at head quarters" I said as I walked briskly to the car.