7 The Lifeless Corpse
The rain was heavily pouring, people were inside their homes, as even the homeless had found a place to stay. Only a lone young woman was laying on the lifelessly in an alley, as a corpse
She lived in a place were heroes dominated the whole area, but even so, as innocent as she was, she had been dealt an unfortunate deck from birth, filled with nothing but misfortune. She had been killed at a place that was suppose to be the safest.
Heroes were many in numbers, those who could even travel distances from their states were a lot, yet each day death came in many numbers for those who actually needed help, and instead of finding better ways to overcome their shortcomings, they just cover up their uselessness on the masses with nothing to show for it.
That's the world the lifeless corpse lived, a world were one has to look out for themselves, especially for those who lived in her state, were even the 'true' heroes no longer cared much about protecting, and focused only on power, money and fame.
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As flashes of lightning illuminated the alley for a moment, an enigmatic person came in, her voice over shadowing the thunder, as she spoke in a dry tone..
"Well.. well.. well.. What do we have here?" The enigmatic person said, as she walked straight towards the lifeless corpse of a young woman, who's back was against the wall, her legs splayed on the ground floor of the alley, while rain was heavily down pouring down on her.
This enigmatic person was shrouded with an golden aura around her body that didn't allow any droplet of rain to touch her.
"Hey.. what are you going to do? Hehe-" Another voice came from behind the enigmatic person, this one more cheerful despite the gloomy situation.
As they got closer to the corpse, they saw her ripped clothes on her sides, and how she was almost completely naked, except for the single undergarment, that was still intact.
"Was she?" The cheery person asked, not finishing the question, but the enigmatic person understood what she meant. Her eyes glowed golden for a moment, before returning to their pale blue colour.
She shook her head, and the cheery person just nodded. She could have done what the enigmatic person just did, but she wasn't in the mood. Deep inside she was really mad that dead thing was taking up their time together, but she wouldn't show how annoyed she really felt.
The enigmatic person folded her thin silk white robe, and crouched down beside lifeless corpse, then brought her hand to touch it's face, the enigmatic person's eyes once again turned golden, and saw a white layer surrounding the corpse.
She smirked, as it entailed that her soul, hadn't yet left the body, and also meant this person must really want to live, as she clang to life, despite being dead. It was not uncommon for souls to still remain in their dead corpses before they are forcebly ejected by the world laws.
But it was still rare for many reasons. The cheery person, also came to the other side of the corpse, folded her own robe, and crouch down beside the corpses. She poked the corpse with her index finger, while giggling, making the enigmatic sigh in moderation.
The cheery person looked at the enigmatic, with a pout, and asked her previous question "What are you planning to do?" Her tone of voice still cheery. It was baffling to the enigmatic person how her sister can have an expression of a saint, but the heart of a devil.
Shaking her head, her smile turned upward, as she exclaimed with a hint of excitement laced within her voice "Since I'm free from those old farts prying eyes, I can finally test out the effects of my nacromancer ability, finally. It's been 300 years, but I'm finally going to use it."
"Are you sure you want to waste your first experiement on this weakling, and.. exhibitionist?" She said with a hint of distaste, before her voice returned to the normal cheery one.
The enigmatic person, just rolled her eyes, she knew her sister knows this person didn't strip herself willingly, and her sister doesn't have the capacity to care enough for this lifeless corpse for being a weakling.
She just didn't like the situation after she had promised her for their very first taste of ice cream, together. Not replying, she closed her eyes, and set her hand on the corpses chest, and began channeling the dark force of her ability, then transferring that dark energy into the corpse.
Her eyes had become completely black, as an aura of death, was felt by the sister, who stepped back, despite being very confident about her abilities, but not taking any chances.
The energy that was filling the corpse flowed through the corpses veins, darkening them, and it's eyes popped open, completely dark, like the enigmatic person, but with minor differences. The enigmatic person dark eyes, were the hypnotic sort, that played with death, but the corpses dark eyes, were eerie and were death itself.
"GrrrrUrghhh.." the corpse growled with pain, as it's body began shuddering uncontrollably, coughs of dark blood mixed in with the fits of pain. The status window of the corpse was also going haywire, it's blue screen turned red, with warning, until a clear massage went through.
[Ding~ System experiencing changes, and will take time to sort out everything in order... For now the system will be focusing on host's tamer ability]
[Ding~ Host experiencing true awakening of her tamer ability]
[Ding~ Now automatically initializing taming]
[Ding~ Detecting two lifeforms close by, taming ability activated in 3, 2, 1 beginning taming..]
An invisible dark thread, came out of the lifeless corpse, shot towards the heads of the two mysterious people. When the thread was close to their golden aura, they detected it. But it was already too late, as the enigmatic person came out of her trance only to fall into another one.
In a dark alley, lightning flashes were illuminating the area, the thunder roaring in the sky, while something never seen before since the formation of the world's themselves, was happening, and no one involved had no control over the outcome.
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It was still dark, the rain was still pouring, but not as heavily, and this time there wasn't any thunder. The lifeless corpse, woke up from it's slumber, it's tunnel vision was darkened, it couldn't see anything only hear things, around it, especially the sound of a sweet sounding voice that surely belonged to an angel.
But despite the hypnotizing voice that was clearly speaking to it. It simply ignored them, as it felt the walls closing on it, suffocating it, that's when it focused on it's heart beat or lack thereof.
It senses buzzed with confusion, anxiety, unknown boiling rage, and hunger it's sure it had never felt before. It wanted food, and it found itself conjuring an image of a plain looking person, not wasting anytime as it's emotions were in disarray.
It stood up, and found it's hand shuttering and sinking in the ground floor, it didn't think anything of it and forced itself to stand, when it lost balance while standing up a hand helped it, saying something along the lines are you okay.
This time the voice was different, it sounded more bubbly not cold as the one before, and the smell wafting from them, that the rain couldn't mask was intoxicating, but there was just a smell that attracted it even more, and that was the person it conjured it's image.
Without any clear path, but for some reason knowing were it's legs could carry it. It walked towards an apartment building which was not that far from the alley as flashes of memories of the person who lived there.
It remembered this person it's father, that lived an unfulfilling life. The person drowned himself in alcohol, gambling, whores, even unrewarding deals, that led him to even more misfortune.
With every step it took, it remembered more of it's past coming in flashes, from the earliest memory it could remember.
The more it remembered memories, the hungrier and angrier it became, to the point an invisible red mist was whirling around it, and only the strong could see it and the people following behind it shivered by the amount bloodlust it exuded.
As it's steps continued to lead it to the apartment, the one with the bubbly angelic voice kept ranting on, for a while now, annoying it, as it's senses were heightened, and the ranting became a constant buzzing noise that assaulted it to no end.
So it stopped and turned to were the sound came from, it couldn't see, but it was certain it was staring at the person responsible for making it angrier than it already was.
With a low threatening voice, it said "Shut the fuck up.." it's voice sounded gutteral than it should, more intense, angrier, and very threatening.
The person with the bubbly angelic voice, shivered as she stared into the completely black eyes of what was the lifeless corpse, paired with the red mist whirling around it, and it's monsterous sounding voice.
For the first time ever, the bubbly angelic voice was actually scared, and for the for the first time, her smile dimmed and she shut her mouth, not daring to even speak a word of protest.
After saying it's piece, it continued were the scent of it's anger was coming from, and walked there. It finally reached the door, and could smell the scent more strongly. It then began remembering everything, and it said to itself "My name is Lily and I'm going to kill my father.."
