Purification

Inside a dark dilapidated room,An amphibious creature,no longer than a hand, with a repulsive aura was silently laying on the broken table.

Not much far from the repulsive creature a group of tiny look-like Compsognathuses were watching the creature from the distance. They were slowly closing the distance on the creature their eyes filled with hate.

Even while being blinded by hatred they still waited an entire afternoon waiting for it to sleep not losing their vigilance because of hate.

But even with their superhuman instincts they still are beasts not knowing or questioning why they have so much hate for the creature. That would have been the cause of their downfall.

The group didn't know that the creature with a repulsive aura had planned it all along,acting normal and waiting entire day to not alert their hunters instinct that all the creatures of this realm has inherited. It has been watching them with narrowed eyes, patient.

They would have been dead if not for the sudden opening of the closed door in the hallway. With the opening of the door that has been closed for decades or even centuries. A brilliant beam of light pierced through the room, dispelling years of gloom and driving back the creatures that has lived their entire lives in dark.

Clint hurriedly came in,closed the door and barricaded it with the cupboard on the side.

Still plagued by the constant headches and pain from broken ribs clint limped deeper into the mansion.

The pain was bearable but the headaches keep interfering me from thinking straight.

I was fortunate that the skeleton has been dead for a long time waning it's status.

"Got to deal with those headaches and FAST!".

"But how". Clint stopped walking and was lost in his thoughts when he sensed danger and instinctively kicked.

A small raptor looking creature was sent flying.

Looking at the small creature clint got an idea and his face brightened.

He walked towards the tiny raptor while taking out a knife from under his coat. Clint has a brilliant smile on his face,"Hello,little guy".

....

Phil was sitting in the front row pews. It has been exactly an hour after clint went inside the fallen realm.

Sharron has left to report the success of the attempt to director fury while noah sunken deep in his prayers.

With most of the people gone the room has quickly fallen into silence that's why even the smallest movement of noah raising his head was quickly noticed by phil.

Noah adjusted his head as if someone is whispering in his ears. His eyes lost focus and scene of clint in a dark room appeared in his mind. Clint has drawn a circle with an ouraborus symbol in the middle by blood and was kneeling in the centre of it,praying.

There were dozen of beyonder creatures,only at the level of half-Sequence 9,dead around the surroundings and with holes in their bodies as if someone had digged their internal parts.

'He used creatures with spirituality as sacrifices to make up for his lack of it,Smart'

Clint looked normal if not more battered than when he entered but not so severe that he would die.

Just a few broken bones but to noah's eyes,that were enhanced through the prayer star,there was a strange rust he could see on clint's bare neck.

Noah narrowed his eyes and with the clint praying for purification he quickly figured out the situation.

After figuring out the situation noah had a helpless and complicated look on his face beacuse even he couldn't do anything!

Sure,He could try to rely on the level of the key of light to forcefully expel the corruption but that is only in theory. He hadn't tried it before.

Feeling Clint's luck rapidly blackening noah became anxious. He fell into his memories searching a solution in the huge pile of floating scenes.

He suppressed a curse from coming out of his mouth and decided to clean this mess after all of it over.

At last, he found a solution-the five ritualistic spells he got when he advanced to S.8 of dancer!

The prophecy spell is useless as he could do it better,he has no use of substitution spell for now and animal transformation spell is the most usefull but none of these spells could help him right now.

The purification spell may be useful but I am pretty sure that it couldn't purify corruption from a demigod.

Suddenly,an incredible idea came to his mind what if instead of clearing it he could transfer it to something else!

Sure,The spell could't purify corruption but it sure could tranfer it!

He could combine it with luck transference ritual to turn corruption into bad luck and store it!

I am a genius!

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[Asgard]

In this golden world,or more like a giant continent,where even a trace of poverty couldn't be found was bustling with crowds.

People gathering with their families and friend with smiles,All moving towards the golden palace that could be seen from anywhere on the continent.

Inside the magnificent palace servants and guards were moving chaotically. There were many tables set about in the throne room with various,unique dishes on them.

Everyone is busy today because it is the day on which the peace among nine realms is restored. This banquet is very important and even for a slightest mistake servants could lose their livelihood or even their life.

Their are rumors that the next king is gonna be announced in this banquet. For a lowly servant that could be easily replaced the pressure is too high.

While the castle was bustling with activity. In an unknown corner of the castle,A young beautiful maiden with long golden hair styled in a long braid is focused on an open book in front of her.

She is looking seriously at the book while moving her hands in different complicated patterns.

A bright golden colour that could remind anyone of golden wheat fields was emitted from her hands taking shape into hand sized golden figurine.

The figurine is of a young man with a sly smile petting the horned serpent around his neck. The maiden looked at the figurine with a dazed look and a blush on her cheeks.

Suddenly,the figurine dissolved into green light and rearranged itself again but this time

Instead of petting the serpent below it's head the young man was petting a figurine of the maiden while looking at her with a smile.

The girl was jolted awake and hurriedly looked behind her.

"You don't have to stare at myrkriða so enviously".The Real young man,Loki, was looking at her with an amused gaze,"What will we do if he got cursed".

Looking at Loki smiling amusingly and hearing his words,A furious blush appeared on the maidens face,"I s-sincerely apologize, Your Highness. I d-didn't mean to..."

"Don't worry,everyone has the right to dream".Loki said while moving closer to her,"but it is really only a few fortunate whose dreams came true".

Before the maiden could question his meaning she felt a hand under her neck forcing her to look upwards.

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