[ Kaelin's lair]
Sorran walked into the darkened facility with the feel of Kaelin's aura that seemed to coat everything within a 100 metre radius. Kaelin was standing in front of him waiting. “ Report” he prompted. “ I'm still searching for the whereabouts of the mortal” Sorran started. “ Oh forget that, I already know where he is” Kaelin dismissed. “ Typical paragon efficiency, he's been locked up in some underwater facility” “ How did you find out?”. “ I have my ways Sorran, now what's the status on the other assignment I gave you and Nixx.” Sorran unveiled a flashdrive which beared the emblem of a skull. “ Did you make sure to leave a clue of what you took ?” Kaelin asked, eyes narrowed. “ Yes Kaelin” “Good now get Infernox to start on deciphering the info and make a possible pindown on the second trumpet’s location.” Kaelin ordered. “ But why did you asked me to leave a link for the paragon?” Sorran wondered. “ They're going to do the finding and we…” Kaelin gave a mischievous smile. “ …the pick up”... [ In The Dream Realm] The laser beam was blocked by Myles sword but this time the blade reacted differently, instead of repelling the attack it seemed to rather help Myles absorb it. Myles body suddenly felt charged from the beam like he was being administered a heavenly dose of adrenaline. The hum of the stone in the demon's head increased as more power shot out from it in hopes of obliterating it's prey. Myles continued his block all the way till the glow of the runes on the sword changed emerald from the laser. Suddenly it seemed increasingly harder for the demon to stop it's attack, fear contorted it's facial features while it tried to cut off the flow. When it finally did it got a shock. Myles stood still eyes closed, his sword glowing an ethereal crimson. Lines of purple fire surged beneath his skin. When he opened his eyes, they literally caught ablaze in purple flame, his shoulder length hair long loosened from his habitual style which rendered him a savage look.“ What the hell?” The demon gasped. Myles slowly switched the sword to his other hand and lifted the one with the purple sigil. A certain purple flame enveloped his hand, immediately charring away at his muscle and sinew only to leave the whites of his phalanges behind. And yet… he felt no pain even as he clenched and unclenched the skeletal fist. Then he looked up again at the demon with a maniacal grin. “ My turn!” He imbued the sword with the purple hellfire while it swirled in his hand. In a perfect moment, he let the Requiem fly straight at the demon. In the microseconds it took for the blade to hit him, the demon actually thought of running. The flying blade dug through the demon's chest and pinned it to a nearby large rock. The demon gasped as it laid impaled to the rock. Myles walked up to it. “ Since you're about to be extremely busy you won't mind if I take the stone in your head right” He reached out and began absorbing the essence of the gem while the demon gave a pained bellow. Myles didn't flich till he drained the power of the stone in the demon's head and turned in into a boost for him. The result was instantaneous, Myles struggled to keep himself in check while power surged through his veins like fire. He gave out a pained yell, his distorted, multilayered voice resonating the realm. “ Hold it in Myles, you've got this” He coached himself even while he felt himself at the brink of selfcontrol. A second yell echoed the realm just before Myles managed to seal in all that power. He went down on his knees and held his pounding head while he drew in unsteady breaths to calm himself down. Hades appeared in a burst of dark hellfire and dropped slowly to the ground in front of Myles. “ Well done mortal.” The god smiled. “ You have just gained use of Necropulse and Hellfire. “ F*ck” Myles muttered. “ You have just passed the first labor, now you have two other” The god said. “ Listen Hades, I'm only doing this because you assured me that my twin sister is still alive in that god-damned world. The moment I begin to see myself as nothing but a pawn then it will be the first time a mortal will ever openly challenge a god” Myles snarled. The god actually smiled. “ I appreciate the threat, only served to remind me that I'm dealing with nothing but a lowly mortal” “ You can laugh your greying beard off but I'm doing this for her and I want you to know that” Myles said unflinching. “ Of course” The god drawled. “ Each labor is meant to help smoothed the link between you and I and help my powers settle in properly. “ The first one is done, are you ready for the next?” “ I was born ready” Myles muttered. “ And retrieved his sword from the rock where the demon's corpse still laid impaled. “ Good cause this one is gonna test your resilience” Hades murmured with a mischievous smile. Myles gave off even breaths while his surroundings shifted again, he had to try and survive at least till Paragon decides to awaken him… The realm new form took on something of a region in the North Pole during a particularly nasty frostbite winter. “ Great, the next prey apparently likes cooler temperatures” Myles muttered rolling his eyes. His breath misted while he did a quick survey of his surroundings. The sword in his hand hummed softly and he began his journey to the next test. He was shivering and his feet felt numb by the time he arrived at a cave. “Here goes nothing” He muttered and headed in. He explored the cave for nearly thirty minutes and gotten nothing. He had been about to leave before he heard it. A low growl that echoed the interior of the cave and chilled the internal temperature a couple degrees…
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