Auren was the star of his generation. Graduated the combat school at the age of 12, mental fortitude was beyond his peers, and he was considered the talent of the Western State of Lysendral. 

It was for this reason that his awakening was greatly anticipated. Everyone was sure the star would receive a Divine Blessing from the Archon. 

And like others before him, be set on a definite journey to becoming the strongest Blessed in the history of the world. 

However, expectations were shattered when Auren awakened a Divine… Curse. 

“Such a phenomenon has never been heard of!”

“How can a human awaken a curse! This is an abomination! Kill him! Sacrifice him to the archons!”

In such a slight moment of appointment, Auren's entire life came crashing down. 

And he became a national criminal. Locked up and sentenced to death for having receiving a curse instead of a blessing. 

A 16 year old boy was ruthlessly killed by a guillotine and offered as a sacrifice to prevent doom… and the people relished in it. 

However, this was not the end for Auren. 

[Congratulations, you have died by execution],

[Conditions have been met] 

[You have challenged your first fester.] 

[A requiem beckons onto you..] 

[...Your resurrection awaits.] 

Having broken the shackles of death, Auren rises again to seek vengeance and destroy not just the nation that had killed him but tear down the very existence of the archons themselves. 

But is everything really as it seems?

The creature's embodiment, even as it sat leaning on one hand and unmoving, caused Auren's heart to tremble tremendously.


Yet he gulped and walked closer nonetheless.


He approached the dais but hesitated before taking his first step upon it. Something whispered in his mind that entering the forest of swords would trigger movement in the creature.


And just as he suspected, the moment his foot touched the first step of the dais, the orb of light in the creature's eyes blazed brighter. It shifted away from its resting hand and slowly began to rise.


Though Auren had anticipated its impressive height, color drained from his face as the shadow of the creature continued to extend, engulfing him completely.


He glanced down at the massive swords scattered around him. Their towering size and heft hadn't concerned him before, but now they loomed like omens of his fate.


Chapter 50 - Mission Impossible [part 1]