God of Mist

Chapter 2: Pearl

Lucas still didn't expect to suddenly enter this strange dimension especially when he was confronted by a man with black bandages covering his face and radiating a strange and disturbing aura.

"Do you want powers?" the bandaged figure asked.

This scenario echoed the ancient tales Lucas knew in which individuals are granted powers upon entering a new world. However Lucas did not immediately accept; instead he inquired "Who are you?"

"Me?" the figure replied. "I am merely a forgotten ghost from the past. Your identity however is what truly matters."

As the ghost spoke its aura grew more overpowering making Lucas feel as if invisible violent hands were squeezing his throat. This dangerous moment made Lucas think of his new wife - not just any woman but a remarkably beautiful one. The thought of her strengthened his resolve; he was not prepared to die without experiencing one more kiss from her.

 

"I haven't really divorced Luna yet have I?" Lucas managed to joke even under these bizarre circumstances. Surprisingly it was the enigmatic figure with the black bandage on his head who laughed.

The figure then picked up a skull from the pavement revealing that it was not the only one; there were thousands of skulls scattered around the area creating a macabre scene.

As the figure leaned forward the bandage around his head loosened revealing a dark light obscuring his face. His voice clear and distinct emanated from that shadow.

"Can you see my face?" the figure asked. Lucas shook his head; behind the bandages there was only a dark formless void as the figure continued to remove them.

"I see... that means it's the will of fate," the figure concluded cryptically.

Lucas found himself in a new whirlwind of confusion struggling to make sense of the surreal events unfolding around him. Desperate for answers he tried to ask again "Who are you? Is this..." But before he could finish the mysterious figure cut him off adding another layer of mystery to an already puzzling situation.

"Young man do not speak. Listen to me. All that remains of me is a mere ghost of a soul. It will soon vanish; it cannot last much longer," the mysterious figure said with a seriousness that contrasted sharply with his previously dignified and almighty demeanor. Now it seemed resigned to its impending disappearance.

Before Lucas could ask more questions the figure produced an object. Resembling a black pearl it shimmered ominously and exuded a sinister aura that unsettled Lucas' senses. The smell of the object fluctuated bizarrely alternating between the stench of a corpse and the scent of a flower.

"Do you see this pearl? This is the Reincarnation Pearl of Heaven and Earth. With this sacred artifact I planned to reincarnate and reconstruct my physical form" the figure explained.

"Then?" Lucas asked curious about the implication.

"I don't know how it happened but you took the body that was meant for me instead" the character revealed suggesting that Lucas had inadvertently taken advantage of the opportunity for the character's reincarnation. In essence the body Lucas occupied in this world was originally meant for the mysterious figure whose face Lucas could not see.

It's rather bizarre that Lucas' accidental death from drinking methylated spirits inadvertently disrupted the mysterious figure's complex reincarnation ritual.

"The plan was to revive the soul using a corpse but instead it resulted in your awakening Lucas" the figure revealed with a hint of frustration.

"You..." Lucas began his consciousness slowly returning. He was about to ask a question when the figure cut him off again: "Look I don't have much time left.

"I believe it's the will of heaven so I entrust you with this mission."

"A mission?" Lucas felt a shiver run down his spine realizing that any task assigned by such an enigmatic being was unlikely to be easy.

"Listen carefully this world is on the brink of destruction."

Upon hearing this Lucas was dismayed. He had just arrived in this strange realm and now he was being informed of its impending doom. The news was far from amusing making even the most cringe-worthy morning comedy shows seem like high humor by comparison.

"This black pearl will grant you the power of mist allowing you to absorb qi from anything" the figure continued holding out the ominous pearl.

"Anything?" Lucas inquired intrigued but concerned.

"Yes but only from the deceased," the figure clarified underscoring the pearl's macabre yet powerful nature.

No wonder there were so many critics of this method; it was clearly a technique not typically employed by orthodox cultivators.

"All my techniques are embedded in this black pearl. As you progress in your cultivation you may be able to unlock and master them" the mysterious figure explained holding the pearl out to Lucas.

"I don't quite understand!" Lucas admitted his face etched with confusion.

"That's all right! You'll understand in time" the figure assured him in a hurried tone.

"Wait... I sense something strange," Lucas interjected causing the figure to pause for a moment as if anticipating Lucas' next words.

"You don't seem like someone whose strength has decreased significantly."

"Goodbye," was all the mysterious figure said in response not addressing Lucas' observation. Suddenly the figure vanished leaving the black pearl clattering to the ground in its wake.

Lucas bent down and picked up the black pearl. As he studied it closely he couldn't help but admire its beauty despite the terrible aura it emitted.

"Aghh!" Lucas suddenly cried out overwhelmed by an unusual sensation. It felt as if the black pearl was merging with his very being an experience that was both extraordinary and bizarre.

As this fusion occurred Lucas looked around in horror. The thousands of human skulls scattered about began to move as if animated by some unseen force. They rolled toward him surrounding his body like magnets gradually forming a fortress of skulls around him.

To an unaware observer this scene would have been incomprehensible. However for those who were well-versed in the dark arts of cultivation the significance of this event was clear.

"A new demon cultivator has been born into this world," they would say understanding the profound transformation Lucas had just undergone.