(5 Months Later)
The past five months have been hectic; the city has been built with minimal effort on my part. I just left it to my undead and infernal summons. We now have a functional city, with two towns surrounding it and another one being built along the way. It's surprisingly easy to build a city when your workers are undead.
Vera and I have also leveled up quite a bit after realizing that she and I could just kill the monsters I am able to summon. Vera had also given birth to a beautiful baby girl; however, oddly, I didn't feel anything towards her, it was odd. I know I should feel something for my first child, but all I felt was a mild appreciation towards my bimbo for providing a healthy child. After naming her Lindsey Silver and handing her off to a flesh mimic and Hellhound Mistresses I summoned to watch over her, I barely thought about her. I think it is because my so-called 'humanity' is pretty much gone, but I do still visit her on occasion and make sure she is all right and happy, but I know in my non-existent heart that I don't truly love her as a human parent would. Maybe when I return to the HP verse and merge my bodies, I will feel something.
While my summons were working on building the city, I was busy studying the new magic I had been given. While studying it, I passively worked on rebuilding my mind palace that had been shattered when I was forced into this new body, and all of the knowledge and magic that came with it was forcibly imprinted into my brain. After a while, I was also able to suppress my apathetic vision for humans; it's small, and definitely doesn't apply to my thrall, but I did realize that once I got back to the HP verse, I would be living with them for centuries and couldn't have that attitude towards possible allies.
(Present)
"Sigh…Vera, as much as I love you sucking my dick, I think it's time for you to get some sleep before I accidentally kill you….again." I said, petting a blonde head under my workbench as I studied and refined new runic schemes.
"POP"
A big inhale of air followed that before a thump on the ground sounded, notifying me that my thrall had fainted on the ground. I decided to just leave her there and use her tits as footstools. She truly was a gift that never stopped giving.
|Congratulations! You have created a new Runic Scheme.|
|Notice: This is the 12th new runic scheme you have created; it will be added to your library.|
|Notice: You have gained 2,000 XP and 20 AP.|
|Congatulations! You have reached Level 100.|
|Notice: Your Skill Parallel Minds has Leveled Up: 3/?|
"Oh, mother fucking son of a fuck! God, that hurts." I signed, rubbing my temples as I opened up my system menu and looked at the skill that had just leveled up.
|General Skill: Parallel Minds: This skill allows your mind to run multiple parallel thought processes at the same time. Each new mind added can think, plan, and monitor on its own without interfering with your primary consciousness. The skill evolves only at 100-level intervals, adding a new mind at levels 100, 200, 300, and beyond. Each mind provides +100 INT, turning you into a mental powerhouse as you progress.|
'Damn, that is such an OP skill,' I thought as my mind opened up to new theories, as a new thread on consciousness appeared in me that I immediately directed to start thinking about new and improved ways to use runes in the HP verse, as well as what I should do when I got back. Because I know I fucked up with the killing array I had set up, and I'm definitely going to have to figure out how to apologize to the centaur tribes.
'Oh well, ill i have figured something out by then, I figure I'll be leaving this world in a few weeks anyway if I got this runic scheme correct, which I'm 95% certain I do.' I thought, glancing down at the large mythril spear below m,e that was covered in runes.
|SS-Ranked Runic Mythril Spear: A Spear made by a Litch Queen. This spear has been enchanted to contain and hold condensed Necrotic magic and Phantom Fire magic. It has been engraved with Lightning, Gravity, and Soul runes. Once this spear is activated, it will lock onto the soul frequency its master has chosen. When thrown, the lightning and gravity runes will activate and accelerate the spear to phenomenal speeds. When the spear reaches its target, the spear will undoubtedly kill its victim, then the secondary magics will activate, and the condensed Necrotic and Phantom Fire Magic will explode outwards, atomizing any living thing in its path. The fallout of such an attack will leave the earth unlivable for decades. However, it will be a paradise for any undead that may stumble upon it.|
|Notice: Congratulations! You have created an SS-Ranked Magical Artifact, capable of mass destruction. You have gained the Title: Master Artificer: Any magical construct you try and make will have a 20% more likelihood of success.|
'Finally, now I just need to get a soul frequency from some living creature in a Kingdom, and I can leave this place.'
Standing up and stretching my legs, I walked outside to find Zaric; he would have some idea of how to gain a soul frequency.
I hope you like the update. I'm doing PT, and writing helps my fingers, or at least my PT says it's ok. As always, thanks for reading. Tell me what you think about this chapter.