Blood Elf Monarch

Tristan's heart was beating rapidly, as if it was going to explode, as he tried to find a familiar face, the only one he held dear. His heart finally began to calm down when he saw her, sitting in the corner of the room. The girl with dark brown hair and dazzling blue eyes, his sister, Leyla.

Tristan subconsciously released his hold on the goblin the moment he saw his sister, and immediately walked towards her. However, as Tristan walked closer everyone around her, including Leyla herself, were terrified.

All of them immediately scurried to the sides, opening the way wherever Tristan headed to. Meanwhile, Leyla could only duck there on the ground, trembling and covering her head with her shaking hands.

In an instant, Tristan regretted his previous actions which were certainly not well thought out. With him suddenly destroying the steel door with a kick and proceeding to scan the entire room with a fiery gaze, the people inside were terrified beyond words.

Tristan also forgot that right now he was not himself outwardly. To be precise, in front of these people, Tristan probably looked just as terrifying as the orcs and the other creature.

Then, how could Tristan expect her sister would recognize him the way he was currently.

Tristan slowed his steps, and made his way slowly as he began to speak, "Leyla…"

Upon hearing her name was called, Leyla lifted her head up and casted her gaze towards the one who called her.

"Leyla.. It's me… Your brother, Tristan!"

Undoubtedly, that statement was the last thing the girl expected to come from the terrifying figure.

"W-Wh...aatt!??" Leyla stuttered as she was certainly in shock.

"Yeah, it's me. It's hard to explain, but it's really me. Tristan." said Tristan with a grim smile.

Leyla was silent as her mind was trying to make sense of her current situation. And then, rage appeared on her face, accompanied by… sadness.

"No!! No! What did you do to my brother! You fucking monster!!"

Leyla immediately jumped at the figure, forgetting the fear she had just now, before proceeding to hit him. Of course, those little arms hitting his chest could not injure Tristan at all. But somehow, that action was able to hurt him. To be exact, it hurt his feelings.

Tristan truly understood that the condition he was in currently was extremely difficult to explain in words. When he received the little punches and saw the tears in Leyla's eyes, Tristan became angry. Angry with what fate had for him.

Suddenly, the middle aged man in a suit shouted at him, "Leave the girl alone, you monster!!"

Tristan glanced at the man, and the rage in him burned even more fiercely as he recognized the man. This was the man who pushed him before. And now, the guy threw a stone at him while trying to be a hero.

As a result of his hypocrisy, Tristan snapped at the man. Unconsciously, or not, Tristan raised the massive sword he unknowingly brought over, and swung it towards the middle aged man. The man swiftly split in two from top to bottom, causing blood splattering all around the room. Some of it even splattered at Leyla's face.

Whether it was the blood, the revelation of her 'brother', or the sight occuring in front of her, Leyla was aghast, unable to utter any words, and then she suddenly fainted.

Tristan quickly caught her collapsed body before it could hit the ground and brought her into his arms. Tristan's heart ached as he saw her sister's condition. Meanwhile, the others who were in the room began to scream in horror as they saw the two separated parts of the man's body.

Ignoring the ear-splitting screams around him, Tristan turned around and saw that the white haired goblin was gone. It seemed that the goblin ran away when Tristan was busy with his emotional turmoil.

Naturally, Tristan quickly went ahead and pursued the goblin. He needed to know about what he did to him. Tristan had so many questions that needed to be answered.

Tristan swiftly ran across the corridor with the unconscious Leyla in his arms. Whenever he saw a goblin or orc, he just simply butchered them without even letting them try to do anything. Deep down, Tristan hoped the actions would be able to cool his burning rage.

After a while, Tristan finally arrived back at the room where he was operated on. The laboratory.

Tristan could see the goblin was trying to operate one of the computers in haste. Alas, Cursaac realized Tristan already came into the room. The goblin noticed the rage in Tristan's eyes and hurriedly said, "Aahhh, I see that your sister is alive and well. Now keep your word and protect me!"

"I do.. I will keep my word.." Tristan gave a slight smile before saying "I don't see any of those people who tried to hurt you. Am I right?!" asked Tristan as he slowly approached the goblin.

Looking at the demeanor Tristan was emitting right now, Cursaac knew right away that Tristan was trying to do something about him. Therefore, he quickly said, "Then, go outside and kill them!"

Tristan just calmly replied, "It seems there is a misunderstanding here. I did say I will not let them hurt you. But I never say I would not hurt you."

"No! Don't you dare! I am the one who created you! You need me!"

Tristan finally stopped in his tracks, "Perhaps you are right.. I do need you. I need you to return me the way I was!"

Cursaac was shocked for a second before he laughed loudly, as if the words uttered by Tristan was the funniest thing he had ever heard.

"Keke...kekeke!! Why do you want to return to that rubbish body?!" said Cursaac while pointing at one of many corpses lying on the floor.

Tristan threw his gaze towards the place Cursaac pointed at, and he was dumbfounded. Tristan was shocked to see himself, or rather, his previous body, lying there what was left of it.

Seeing his own lifeless body, Tristan felt as if his heart stopped beating for a second. His breath ragged and his sight blurred as he could not believe that his body was gone and he could not return to the way he was.

Within all the rage in his heart, Tristan heard a voice in his head. Initially, the voice was barely audible. However, it was slowly getting louder, until Tristan could not hear anything beside that voice.

Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill that filthy goblin..

Tristan raised the big sword, ready to cut the goblin apart. However, he suddenly snapped out of the trance, stopped, as he held the sword tight!

"Kekeke.. This is exactly what I mean with humans having superior brains. Forget about that weak worthless body of yours. Now you are a God, the greatest among them all!"

Tristan was silent, trying to process everything he had heard. Tristan temporarily quelled the rage in him and asked, "Tell me where we are? ...and how do I get back?"

"Kekekek… you are from the lower world, right? Aah, right. You wouldn't understand even if I told you… Let's just say that you are in a chaotic world at the moment. How to go back? Kekeke.. I am afraid it was a one-way trip!"

"You told me that you can send us back!"

"Kekeke.. What do you think? Kekeke. The answer is within that black tall stone. I made a base here precisely because of its ability to bring me more… more humans to experiment with. Kekekeke.."

Tristan remembered about the tall black stone with the unknown symbol and the mysterious engravings. It was right in the middle of everything when he came to this world.

Thinking about all the corpses and the bloodbath, Tristan turned emotional again.

"You bastard! If you don't know anything.. Give me a reason why I should not chop your head off right here right now!"

Upon hearing Tristan's words, Cursaac's face immediately changed, "No! You can't kill me! I know everything about the vessel you are in now!"

Looking at Tristan's unconvinced face, Cursaac tried to think of other things. Moments later, the goblin seemed to remember something and immediately said, "The soul! The elf soul! Did the soul talk to you yet?!"

Tristan was startled hearing it, did he mean the blood figure. It appears there is more mystery that the goblin knows. Before Tristan could respond to the goblin's inquiry, the familiar alarm suddenly rang again. Cursaac then quickly checked what was going on through the computer behind him.

"Dammit! More trouble!! Those space knights made those people come here!!"

"Who are 'those people' you are talking about?"

"The elves!"