Cat and Mouse Game
Something strange happened.
His body, falling without a head, was suddenly gripped by a crimson glow. The blood, instead of spilling onto the ground, rose like living ropes — luminous threads that braided together in supernatural movements. In seconds, the head rejoined the torso — flesh, bone and veins being sewn by an invisible divine force.
Supreme Regeneration, Effect 2 activated: Immortality.
He drew a deep, gasping breath, almost in shock, feeling life return. His heart hammered, sped by fear and excitement.
He rose with difficulty, a hand still on his newly regenerated neck. His gaze swept the surroundings with rage until it found the one who had dared attack him so cowardly.
His heart stopped for a moment.
There, before him, stood a figure he would never forget: Nzinga Otchali.
But she was not the same flawless image he had kept in his memory. Now she was different.
— Disheveled. Her long black hair was tangled, matted with sweat and dust.
— Wounded. The radiant skin from before was marked by cuts, scratches and bruises.
— Exhausted. Her chest heaved from exertion, as if she'd crossed endless battles.
— Determined. The sword she wielded was cracked, split in several places, yet still shone with a fierce aura.
Even in that state, her presence was overwhelming. Beautiful. Voluptuous. Terrible.
Her stare, fixed and full of hatred, seemed capable of piercing him to the soul.
Looking at Nzinga's face, it was masked with rage, but also with hope. By decapitating Danilo, she rejoiced because she had completed the sacrifice, and from that moment a new era would begin for her.
But who would have imagined the head would reconnect to the body? An immortality ability. A rare immortality ability.
— What a mess… — he thought.
After everything she had endured since arriving at this place — the twelfth floor.
Since she arrived, she had been pursued, and the saddest thing was that the creature hunting her obviously enjoyed the process.
A Shadow Cat.
It hunted and delighted in the hunt. It liked, obviously, their game. Cat and mouse.
She had transformed. She had already turned into the enormous Dark Crow.
She wanted to flee through the air, but was dragged by the old perverted cat, as if he wanted to keep playing.
So, for a long time, there was this chasing game.
Until, at the moment she wanted to give up and return home, cursing Daisy Solaris for obviously interfering with her ceremony, she heard a loud laugh.
In that place, such a laugh could come from a terrible monster, but her sixth sense told her to check.
If it were another powerful creature, perhaps by chance she and that shitty cat would fight… maybe that creature and the shitty cat would fight, and she could fish in troubled waters.
But if it was that useless sacrifice, she would obviously torture him to death.
Because of him, and that bitch Daisy Solaris, she was on the twelfth floor. A place where no one, in her universe, had ever arrived.
The good thing was that she had received the reward: the title Supreme Ruler and the Rainbow Treasure Chest.
She arrived at the spot, looked back, and the cat was nowhere. But deep down she knew he was lurking. An old man, obviously thousands of years old, playing childishly, she thought.
When she reached the place, she found the human trash. And the trash was still drunk from celebration. So stupid. Making such loud noise in a place where he was, obviously, the weakest.
She looked at him. Quickly, she thought of the best way to kill him. Swallow him whole. Tear him to pieces. With her hands. Create a domain of shadows and let him suffocate.
But then she remembered the method that had relieved her. Today, she would toast with the star-tear sword her father had provided for the ceremony.
She shifted back into human form, and with the greatest speed she could muster, approached the laughing human trash and cut. She felt the blade. The sensation of the slice. Then the head fell.
And thus the legend of Nzinga Otchali began, the future monarch — the eighth person to complete the Primordial's Blessing challenge.
Then, as if the universe mocked her, the human trash's head reconnected. And apparently, he must have had an ability that granted immortality.
She looked back, but… she looked back, and monsters beyond the old cat — the idiot — were approaching.
She needed to kill that human trash as quickly as possible.