Requiem Of A Failed Hero



[You have died]

[Level up]

[Level up]

[Level up]

[You have gained 3 stat points]

[You will be resurrected due to the title effect 'One who devours death]

[You have the tendency to devour...]

[Activating Passive Unique Skill 'DEVOURER']

Raith's scattered blood turned into a mass of black liquid-like tapes, and swam around the exploding sphere of ice, just in that split moment of explosion, the black liquid hugged all the shattered ice and brought them back together.

Absorbed everything and slowly formed a figure of a human standing, when the figure was complete, the black liquid slowly began to wash away to reveal Raith's smooth renewed body. 

[Due to absorbed ice property]

[UNDEFEATED COMMANDER KING BODY CONSTITUTION has been strengthened]

[UNDEFEATED COMMANDER KING BODY CONSTITUTION has gained +1 Level]

[Cold nullification has been upgraded to Absolute Zero Resistance]

'Wow? So this is possible?' 

Raith was happy to see the upgrade, more so, feel it. The subtle chill he had been feeling since he entered the palace was completely gone. 

However, his happiness did not last for long. It was because there was something more that baffled him. 

'Just three Level ups? I got killed by a dragon in one minute into the fight and I get just three level up for that?" 

If there is anything that Raith had learned with the way he Levels up is the fact that his first death always carries the highest level up. 

That means that his highest level up in this fight with the dragon was going to be three?!

'Hey hey hey, don't play with me at all...'

But the abyss did not respond to him. It was doing the thing again, the thing where it goes silent and withholds information from Raith. 

And Raith just hated this sort of thing. 

'This is why you and I can't get along...' 

Raith looked down... at his little man. 

"Ah, shit... I'm naked again." 

He always forgets this part of activating devourer. But it has also been so long since the skill was activated, that he had forgotten the need for an extra pair of pants. 

Now he would just have to fight the dragon naked. 

He closed his eyes. 

'Pay no attention to yourself, pay no attention to yourself, pay no attention to yourself...'

No matter how much he said it–it was hard to not pay attention when the lady he was fighting was an extremely beautiful young lady. One his heart fluttered for. 

"Disgusting..." 

From her throne seat which was a hundred meters far away from the broken door, she could see Raith's nakedness. And her cold voice reverberated in the hall, shaming Raith even more. 

But what could he do about it? 

It wasn't like he could cover his peepee and run out with his tail in between his legs to find pants. 

What is done is done, the fight is what matters now. 

'But I seriously wouldn't mind getting a pair of pants though.'

Raith thought for the last time, he leaned to the front getting ready to blitz forward when an idea came to him. 

With the idea seeming like the best thing to do, the only problem was he needed time. The ice queen was definitely not gonna sit around and watch him do whatever. 

But if he should be able to pull it then, he would have nice clothes that can weave out anytime needed. 

There were a lot of complexities to it so Raith decided to push the idea away for now. But he would make sure to make use of it once this battle was over, because of other future instances when devourer activates. 

Thwoom! 

Like a gunshot Raith's feet hauled forward, cracking the icy floor with each step, and in no less than 2.4 seconds, he had covered a hundred meters and was already above the lady. 

His hands were wide open as if he was going to pull a massive momentum to throw a destructive punch. But he descended with a slash...

A slash that did not only cut the shield that she deployed but also her throne seat was neatly and vertically cut in two. And slowly separated a second later.

Raith was sure she was still seated even when he brought Bal down on her. He had meant to cleave her in two from her head to the middle of her legs. 

'I guess this is not going to be easy'

He looked back at where the young lady was standing. The indifferent scowl she had had dissipated and now she wore a very irritated glare.

Also having to stare at Raith's ass from behind was far too disgusting for her. 

This was the height of shame, humiliation, impertinence, indecency. 

She could go on and on and call it all sorts of names deserving of what this situation is. She had lived for thousands of years and she had never been so embarrassed in her entire life.

A human fighting her... naked. 

Not even concerned about the fact that Raith managed to cleave through her usually impenetrable shield in one go. All she wanted to do was get rid of that long thing that kept dangling before her eyes.

Raith traced to where her eyes were staring and looked away with his cheek red hot and a shy smile. 

Why the fuck was he blushing?!!!! 

The lady felt her insides burn with irritation. She just wanted to get rid of him!

"Frozen Heart"

She clasped her hands together. 

And in that sequence of that gesture Raith cold run through his body. Everything within him.was freezing, from his blood to his organs to his lungs, he couldn't even breathe properly and began to gasp. 

No matter how much he tried to force something out. His lungs were not functioning. And slowly his heart began to beat. 

Feeling the cold center around the left side of his chest, he quickly moved his hand towards that area and saw that his heart had stopped.

By this time, his body was already turning white and frost was spreading all over his skin, even his face, his hair, his eyes. 

By now, Raith should be a frozen statue, waiting to be shattered. 

"Wow..."