Arc1: cave of blood and corpses arc chapter IV: The God of D Bags Will Suffer (POV: Dreadon Vampirion)

"Gahhg," the sound a man drawing his last breath fades just as fast as it came to exist.

"Ah, that's good," my slave says with blood smeared all over her lewd expression.

Fwoosh

The camp fire burst into a raging inferno.

"Hahaha you betrayed me you piece of shit woman I guess you did what all women do at the end of the day anyway," a man dressed in a radiant white cloak said, as he stepped out of the flames.

"Ha ha, That's kind of sexist isn't it?" I ask, "judging based on you clothing you must be a god."

"The vile thing can speak, how bothersome, Priestess kill it or I will have your head."

"Skill Blood manipulation activate, bloody pistol," I say as I take aim and pull the trigger.

"How funny, it thinks it can fight me," the God says before teleporting right in front of me before slamming me to the ground, and stomping on my skull, while saying, "No you're place, imperfect, imperfect, imperfect, imperfect, imperfect!!!!!!!"

My skull was completely flattened, as my body lay limp on the floor of dungeon, some how I wasn't dead, but the woman was about to be, I honestly don't care if she dies, humans are easily swayed therefore she is easily replaceable.

My skull fused itself back together, as I stood up, and started walk to the exit, although the flesh on face was taking its sweet ass time.

Sploosh

The sound of a blade piercing flesh filled the air followed by an agonizing scream.

"Will you repent?" the god asked the woman,

Is she really staying loyal to me when she could just betray me by repeating and end her suffering. The image of her perfect tits filled my head, "Fucking damn it!" I yell frustratedly before activating the last resort skill.

My body moved faster than I thought possible, I created a katana instinctively from my blood, before slashing at the God's neck, as he turned his head in slow motion.

Fwoosh

Ssspppsss

Splash

Thud

The God was now headless.

"You filthy creature, that was the only body I had for this century! Put my head back on my body so I can kill you!" The God's head said starring at me furiously.

"I don't think so," I say before kicking the head like a soccer ball, I proceed to try out magic for the first time.

You have three spells available flames, lightning, and raise undead level one

"Activate flames," I say as my left and right arms burst into flames, "that's feels nice it's just warm it doesn't burn at all," I finish as I walk toward the God's headless body.

"What are you doing? Please don't, do you know how hard it is to create a physical body?" The head begs pathetically.

"I don't give a rat's ass, you're lucky I don't make you suffer for what you did to my face!" That's when the idea hit me if his head stays alive after I destroy his body I should force him to come along with us in a bag that will be tied to my waist and hang right behind my ass, "hahahahah," I laugh psychotically as I incinerate his body.

"You monster," the head gasped.

"Oh goody you're still alive time to go in the bag of suffering, I hope you like the smell and sound of farts! Hahahahahah!" I say lifting his head off of the ground and placed it in brown sack the belonged to one of the people the former priestess had killed.

"Please no, I beg of you, don't put me in that thing," the God's face contorted with visual disgust.

"Hello are you gonna help me or what?" The woman yelled, still pinned to the floor by the God's sword.

"Oh yeah, you're still here, I forgot I disabled him to save your boobs," I say, as she starts crying.

"I was loyal and you only saved me because you like my boobs you pervert," the former priestess says throwing a tantrum.

I pull the sword for her back, as she jumps up from the floor faster than lightning and slaps me across the face throwing me across the dungeon hall.

"I deserved that," I say rubbing my swollen red cheek.