Requiem Of A Failed Hero

Raith’s vision was blurry as he opened his eyes to the white but extravagant ceiling of the hospital centered with a simple and sparkling chandelier.

His head felt very light and he felt very good in general. As if he was just being born again.

“Hunter Raven!”

“Hyunnim!”

Both Mok Jae-Hwa and Min-ho who were present at that time came running to him as they saw that he tried to raise his head. Whatever life support he was placed on had been removed and he was free to move as he will without being restricted.

“Hyungnim!!” Min-ho shouted once again as he jumped a hug on Raith, hugging him tightly.

At first, Raith tried to condone it because he was ceaselessly sobbing.

“Min-ho… that’s enough.” He spoke first with a low tone.

“No, no, no…hyungnim you were out cold for one month. I have missed you so much! Hyungnimmmmmmm”

“Min-ho…” Following his tone, this time was a sudden chill that filled the room, the chandelier and other metallic furniture in the room immediately already had frost spreading on them. Even Mok Jae-Hwa was shocked by how cold everything was.

Mok Jae-Hwa wrinkled his nose as he looked around, seeing the effect of the little hostility that Raith exuded as a warning.

Min-ho was not too dumb not to notice. He found himself already standing back, he had jumped away from Raith the moment he spoke– because of the gut feeling that felt like his head was already falling off his neck. He quickly touched his head to hold it down together.

“I’m sorry, can you two leave me for now,” Raith demanded.

“It’s okay Hunter Raven. You take your time…” Mok Jae-Hwa said and went out with Min-ho, who despite the shock he was in still looked at Raith with longing eyes.

“afuuuuu…” Raith inhaled and exhaled.

“Fucking… Briceus…” He mumbled and opened his status.

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[Status Window]

Name: Raven Raith

True name: (locked)

Class: Monarch Of Darkness

Subclass: Child Of Death

HP: 15,670/15,670

Age: 21

Level: 44

Darkness points(D.P): 1050

Cosmic points(C.P): 5270

Title: Celestia Slayer, One who devours death, Chosen by the claws of failure, destined for damnation, I do not fear death, I am Suicidal.

Dust attributes(Traits): Darker than Black, The Dissatisfaction Failure Brings, Darkness Lord, Book Of Requiems.

[Skills-Passive]

– Devourer(EX)lv.5

– Multiple Cognitive Resonance(SSS)lv.2

– Thoughts Acceleration(S)lv.5

– Metavision(S)lv.3

– Ultra-Instincts(S)lv.6

– Intimidation(S)lv.20

– Dark Vision(A)lv.9

– Heat Resistance(S)lv.max

– Cold Resistance(S)lv.max

– Poison Resistance(R)lv.1

[Skills–Active]

Truth Seeker(S)lv.5

– Lavaration(A)lv.12

– Instant Move(B)lv.23

– Air Leap(C)lv.12

– Black Armour(D)lv.10

– Way of the Sword(SSS)lv.23(incomplete)

[Class Skills–Active]

– Skill Bestowal(EX) lv.1

– Ego Save(SSS) lv.1

– Shadow Creation(EX)lv.2

– Soul Extraction(EX) lv.10

– Summon Soldiers(SSS) lv.10

– Domain Of Darkness(EX) lv.2

[Stats]

– Strength: 116

– Speed: 166

– Stamina: 85

– Intelligence: 445

– Endurance: 134

– Perception: 136

– Will: 15

Available stat points: 72

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“These must be the skills that made my fight with Briceus quite enjoyable uh.” He mumbled as he looked down at the new set of passive skills.

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[Skill information]

Skill name: Multiple Cognitive Resonance

Skill rank: SSS

Skill level: 01

Info: Your mind gains a three parallel consciousness of their own separated from your embodiment, although they are in you. They are brain cells that are capable of independent thought analysis, thought processing, and perfect task execution– with or without your consent and as they deem fit for you. Although you can momentarily halt it but skill cannot be completely switched off.

– At higher levels, more sub-skills will be unlocked.

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[Skill Information]

Skill name: Thoughts Acceleration

Skill rank: S

Skill level: 05

Info: Your thinking speed is enhanced and beyond that of a regular human. For simple details, 10 milliseconds for complex details, 100 milliseconds.

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[Skill Information]

Skill name: Metavision

Skill rank: S

Skill level: 03

Info: An evolved vision that gives you an omnipotent perspective of the space around you. Using your eyes to constantly take in information from the central and peripheral vision, data on every move of your surroundings and opponent are constantly collected and stored.

– At higher levels, the skill’s true use will be unveiled.

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[Skill Information]

Skill name: Ultra-Instincts

Skill rank: S .𝒄𝒐𝒎

Skill level: 06

Info: An heightened instinct that causes you to smell attack route without even looking.

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“Wow…”

These skills were a big level up for Raith.

He stood up from the hospital bed and wondered if he was ready to go back to Felfhiem.

He knew the answer right away.

“No, I’m not ready… I need to enter more dungeons.” He said to himself.

‘I couldn’t even beat the knight. I won’t be surprised if I get to Felfhiem and can’t even beat the least of the strongest demon lords there. So… I have to get stronger, to save Volmak.” He mumbled looking at the ring in his hand.

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“Hello Sir Curtis, I thought you didn’t care about your brother?” Amber Rose asked with a cunning smile.

“And I never knew you were one to poke yourself into other people’s business,” Curtis replied, frowning.

“Other people’s business? I guess you didn’t know. I was the one that submitted this guy to the police. I have a right to be in the business of whoever paid his bail.”

Curtis frowned even harder and looked at her, “All heroes are busy getting ready for raids all over the world. Shouldn’t you be doing the same?”

She lets out a small laugh, “Who cares if I’m missing for a few seconds? With the news that the Templars will be joining the battle, no one is really concerned about us heroes anymore.” She stands up and begins to walk closer to him, “But what I am curious about is why you are looking for Mr. Raven Raith.”

“You know his name?” Curtis was taken aback.

“Why not… he is my friend.” She proclaimed with a big and affirmative smile.

“Friend?” He giggled, “I see you have finally gone nuts. You will dare to be friends with a man that the archons have condemned?”

“That is the problem… I wonder how the rest of the world looked at him when his own blood brother sees him that way. Condemned by the archons. I can’t begin to think of how lonely he must have felt…” She completed her speech with a sad countenance that fell downwards, her eyeballs drifted upwards, she truly regretted that she was hesitant with Raith when they had the opportunity to be friends and she would do anything to have that moment back.

Curtis squinted his eyes, looking at her. “As expected, you are just nothing but a spoilt brat if you think you can go against the archon’s orders.” He said and stood up, he was about to leave but stopped as she started talking.

“You will not find him… For the past six months, I have searched for him. Your brother, I don’t think he’s alive. I think he has committed suicide.”