I'll Surpass The MC

“Sir, would you like to start with our speciality?” Inala sported a wide smile and stared at the Boar King, “We have developed a lot of specialities thanks to your grace.”

“Bring out your best.” The Boar King said and watched Inala happily walk away. He then stared at Wittral who bowed in response and returned to the kitchen to prepare the drink.

Once the two had gone, Yarsha and the Boar King were the only people on the fourth floor. He commented upon seeing her foul mood, “Instant dislike, huh?”

“She’s damn arrogant, that woman!” Yarsha clicked her tongue.

“Well, Wittral is very strong, you see. So, she got angry when you treated him as if he was an ant.” The Boar King laughed, “He’s only an ant before me. Towards any other expert on Sumatra, he’s a terrifying opponent.”

“He’s the strongest Empyrean Snapper after all.”

“He is?” Yarsha Zahara grunted in annoyance. Emotional bias aside, she could objectively perceive his strength, nodding in response, “Yeah, his presence is the second strongest that I’ve felt to date.”

“See?” The Boar King laughed, “Besides, Wittral has never claimed to defeat me. He knows the difference in strength between us. He simply wanted to fight me.”

“Fine, I was wrong there.” Yarsha Zahara sighed, “I became irritated upon sensing Amita’s presence. She exudes a similar vibe to my own.”

Yarsha Zahara had fused with a single Sumatra Gold. Similarly, Inala was in the process of assimilating three pieces of Sumatra Gold in his skeleton and making them influence his Spirit Container.

Her Human Avatar reacted upon feeling the Sumatra Gold in Inala. Her cultivation technique was merely empirical, containing countless faults. So, Yarsha Zahara wasn’t able to understand exactly why she felt this way.

Had her cultivation technique been perfect, she could have sensed what Inala was doing with the three pieces of Sumatra Gold in his body.

But without that knowledge, she misunderstood the reason to be their similar births. Yarsha Zahara was born with 99 Prana, the highest among Free Humans. To date, that was her pride, as she stood head and shoulders above Free Humans.

When the Boar King talked about Amita, she became pissed in response. After all, unlike her, Amita was born with the maximum possible Prana as a Free Human. It meant that Amita’s potential surpassed even hers.

And that didn’t sit well with her, which is why she lashed out. Originally, she assumed Amita would be meek upon finding out that she was the Boar King’s wife. But in contrast, Amita retorted her statement without hesitation.

That was the exact same display of arrogance that Yarsha Zahara had since the beginning, arrogant because of the sheer talent she possessed. And now, she saw Amita displaying the same level of arrogance.

“She’s pretty pitiful, you see.” The Boar King interjected her thoughts, “She was caged since birth, forced to learn from a Mudropper against her wishes, and finally, all her accumulations were stolen by Loot.”

“If not for me, both of them would have led pitiful lives.” The Boar King sighed, “A genius Free Human, and the strongest Empyrean Snapper, both plunged into despair by Loot. They managed to recover only because of me. Which is why,”

He smirked, “They respect me so much.”

“Can’t you stop boasting for at least a moment?” Yarsha Zahara groaned, “I know you are the most awesome existence to ever grace Sumatra. Everyone cannot help but worship you.”

“I am awesome, but I’m not sure about that last part.” The Boar King shrugged, “Humans and Pranic Beasts alike fear me. The weaker ones straight up go insane in my presence. So, I can’t imagine there being existences that worship me…”

lightsΝοvεl ƈοm “There are,” Inala said upon arriving on the floor, carrying a large tray of drinks through psychokinesis. He set the table and presented a drink to the Boar King, “Whether it be in societies of Humans or Pranic Beasts, there are countless that worship you, sir.”

“Are you serious?” The Boar King was surprised, “They worship me, why?”

“That sounds absurd.” Yarsha commented from the side, “What are they worshipping about?”

“You needn’t flaunt your ignorance, ma’am.” Inala clicked his tongue at her and then stared at the Boar King to continue speaking, “Protector of Sumatra, the Deity of Land, the Destroyer of Everything, these are just some of the ones I’ve heard about.”

Inala said, “Depending on the nature of their community, they worship one for of you, for comfort, for strength, and for solace. When you’re weak, you need mental support, which is why all strong beings have worshippers among the masses.”

“Have you seen them?” The Boar King asked, interested, “I’ve never known about it until now.”

“You’re too strong to care about others while the worshippers are too weak to survive your presence. It is obvious you hadn’t encountered them before.” Inala nodded and tapped the table, “There is a small faction worshipping you in the Brimgan Empire too.”

“As the Empire dislikes its people worshipping anyone not a Free Human, they constantly raid such groups and demolish them. So, these groups would be a minority.” He asked, “Do you want me to find their whereabouts?”

“Hmm, I’ll tell you later.” The Boar King nodded and then asked, “Who else are worshipped?”

“Empyrean Snappers, Empyrean Tusks, and Mystic Empyrean Tentacles.” Inala said, “That’s the major worshipping groups. There are other groups, but they are mostly localised and small in number.”

After spending a couple of hours at the place, the duo of Yarsha Zahara and the Boar King left. Sparks flickered every time Inala and Yarsha Zahara interacted but the Boar King never interfered with their squabble. Rather, he happily enjoyed the commotion, feeling that there was finally someone who could keep his wife in check.

Inala stood at the entrance as he watched their carriage leave. He then turned around and sported the same smile as usual, returning to the fifth floor as he spoke to Wittral, “Can you handle things here for a bit?”

“Sure,” Wittral nodded as he exited the kitchen, “I prepared enough drinks for the evening. Get some rest.”

“Okay,” Inala nodded and entered his room, slumping on his bed as his gaze was vacant. A couple of minutes later, he cursed, “Fuck! How did this happen?”action

In Sumatra Chronicles, the Boar King ends up destroying the Zahara Kingdom. Leading to escape with a small group of people is Yarsha Zahara. During the journey, she ends up losing all her followers to the Pranic Beast attacks, ending up alone.

Eventually, she ends up creating the means to build a Secondary Nature in the Human Avatars of Free Humans, as a result paving the way to the rise of human civilisation.

During the journey, she chances upon Resha and falls in love with him as they both possess similar hatred towards the Boar King. She ends up disappearing at the end of the Third Major Disaster, pregnant with Resha’s child, never to make an appearance until the end.

She was a pivotal character and honestly a terrifying genius. Inala based his Amita character on Yarsha, making the correlation that since the Boar King ends up destroying the Zahara Kingdom at the same time, he might have seen such a Free Human.

But after falling prey to Inala’s trap at the Sanrey Plains, the Boar King thought of making his Ravaged Tribe. Hence, he visited the Zahara Kingdom, not to destroy it but to find his bride there.

As a result, the most important character pivotal in Resha obtaining the Major Treasure of Weapon now became the Boar King’s wife. Honestly, the prospects of this relationship were terrifying.

‘No matter what, she must die!’ Inala thought with a sense of urgency, ‘Through her, the Boar King will obtain a Clan stronger than the Mammoth Clan. And she is stronger than her version from Sumatra Chronicles.’

“Shit!”