Requiem Of A Failed Hero

66 Class Change (3)

His mistake was taking his eyes off the Ogre for a moment–

Wham!!

The strike came from the side and it smashed him into the wall of the throne room, his arms were seriously grazed by the wall and blood streamed down.

He held the sword regardless and stood back up.

'How odd, is it because I might die... I seem to be trying hard.'

Raith held the sword tightly with his bloody hand, the blood that streamed down his hand sank into the black ring he was given by Volmak and the rest of the rest ran down the sword.

[Due to title effect 'I am Suicidal']

[All your stats will rise by 50%]

Raith felt a new surge of strength as he saw the message. He could also feel his vigor which was already drifting away.

He stood up holding his sword tight as the Ogre looked at him with irritation... "Why do I keep spending my precious time on a maggot like you."

"Hear me, well human, I will tell you my name, etch it into your soul as you go to the underworld. I am Nobeilis Uviria."

He shouted, proudly flinging his hands in the air to proclaim his sovereignty over that brief moment. But all that stopped the moment Raith's sword entered his chest and came out from his back.

He paused with shaking eyes and looked down.

"How?"

He muttered as blood splattered from his mouth.

Raith had intended to catch him off guard which worked, even more, better than Raith had anticipated due to the 50% increase in his speed.

Raith grinned.

"Gotchya."

The Ogre looked down with a glare and grabbed Raith's face, tightening his hand around his face intending to shatter his head with just his grip– and it was working.

Raith let out a scream as he began to struggle with his head within the monster's grip, but with all that pain and suffering, he drove the sword in deeper, turning it and turning it as the force of the Ogre's hand intensified on his head.

[Item has received a sufficient amount of blood]

[Ego of the item has awakened]

[You have equipped item 'Helmet Of The Shadow God']

From the ring came out a sharp twirl that rolled around Raith's head, covering all his face and forming a black flame helmet with a pointed top and a T-shaped visor, on the pointed top is a dark smoke wriggling like a clothing of darkness.

[Due to the 'Helmet Of The Shadow God' your health has been replenished]

[Due to the 'Helmet Of The Shadow God' you have received +30 strength stat]

All the wounds on Raith's body began to slowly heal– while the Ogre's hand had been chopped away the moment the helmet came on.

The Ogre looked at Raith with a horrified expression.

"H-h-h-how?"

His mouth shook as Raith pulled out the sword.

He fell to his kneel and gazed down in unbelief, holding his open belly but still couldn't stop the bleeding.

"Is that your last word?"

Raith said as he raised his sword with the tip of its blade pointing to the Ogre's head.

"P-p-p-please s-s-spare me!! I'll serve you."

The Ogre cried as he desperately tried to hold his stomach and stop the bleeding. Raith paused for a moment and looked at the monster's feigned sorry face.

"That is not the face of someone who wants to be spared."

He slowly plunged the sword into the monster's raised face and watched with gladness as he pushed his sword down the monster's throat, causing a fountain of blood to emerge.

"Besides, I don't take betrayers for a subordinate."

He concluded– he pulled out the blade suddenly as he remembered.

"I need his core. I won't let you absorb him."

The blade wriggled subtly in response. The shadow helmet disappeared and formed a ring on his hand as he approached the corpse of the monster.

He put his hand into his open belly and brought out the crystal core of the monster.

'...no color?'

He was shocked to behold the colorless crystal which gave it a transparent nature.

"Well whatever"

[Do you want to absorb high-grade crystal? Y/N]

"Absorb"

[Absorbing crystal]

[You have received +350 shadow energy]

'Shadow energy not cosmic energy?'

[The darkness in you has risen]

[You have completed Trial Of Essence]

[You have completed The Class Change Trial]

[You can now change your class]

[You have unlocked the attribute Shadow Lord]

[You can now use your shadow energy]

Raith looked at the black smoke with hints of purple color swimming around his hand.

[Choose a new class]

> Berserker

> Dark Knight

> Necromancer

"Hm, if I'm to choose based on my fight style so far, I think I'll just go for a berserker since I know I will always rise when I die but dark knight sounds cool, it's tempting... I'll probably be some cool knight shrouded in black armor. Necromancer, however, nah... that's not me. I will not choose a class where I have to be fighting with weak-ass skeletons."

He grinned as he scrolled his eyes back to the top.

'I should settle for this'

[You have made your decision]

[Two other classes have been deleted]

'Ah wait, I still wanted to...'

Raith heaved a sigh.

"At least it's a good thing it is Berserker."

[You have chosen class Necromancer]

"Hey hey hey!!!"

Raith let out a frustrated shout.

"Who the fuck chose Necromancer?! I didn't choose necromancer?!!"

[You chose Necromancer the moment you refused it]

"Oh great, so now I choose stuff by not choosing them? Great, just great."

Raith was angry but what could he do, the abyss had federated pleasure in making it hard for him, he was the one that was fooled to forget that for a moment.

[Calaculating your suffering points]

[You died thirteen times while fighting the Ogre]

[One death equals 1000 suffering points]

[You had an outstanding death on the throne seat]

[3000 suffering points gained]

[Your head was almost crushed with bare hands]

[1500 suffering points gained]

[You were killed by a mere leg stabbing into your ribs]

'Ah! You call that mere leg, why don't you try dying that way!'

[4,500 suffering points added]

[You enjoyed your moment of death]

[You have gained +500 bonus suffering points]