Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Chapter 329 Torne’s Story (2)

Torne wasn’t always a ghost. Born 4,000 years ago, he had grown up in a town in the Gugia Empire, a state further west on the continent, far from the Seidel Kingdom.

He was an orphan who hadn’t known his parents and had been raised in an orphanage in his hometown. When he turned 14, he had gone through the Awakening Ceremony in one of the Congregation of Revelation’s temples.

At that time, he had no idea he had been born with an affinity for the Dark Path. By going through the Awakening in one of the temples of a Light Path religion, he had naturally been marked and suffered at the beginning of his journey.

But before meeting the Cataclysm Order, he had managed to escape those who wanted to kill him or persecute him for his magical affinity.

Even though the Congregation of Revelations was a religion of the Light Path, they didn’t persecute magicians with an affinity opposite to the one they espoused. No, it would be too much work and impossible to eradicate all those with negative elements.

After all, all kinds of elements were necessary for the world to function. If all the magicians of certain elements were killed, it would only bring temporary ‘peace.’ The world itself would force the emergence of new individuals with affinities to those ‘less represented’ elements.

Knowing this, those of the Light Path have never attempted to completely eradicate those of the Dark Path. What the Congregation of Revelation did was catalog the magical forms and talents of those who awakened their abilities in their temples, following the journey of the few while ignoring that of the majority.

People of lesser talents had little chance of changing things relevant to the Congregation of Revelation, so they simply ignored them. They would only hunt down and kill those who were more extreme, who attracted a lot of attention, or who had very extraordinary talents.

Torne had been born with a green talent, so he hadn’t attracted unnecessary attention in his time.

As high as green was, it wasn’t worrisome enough. However, people with such talents would be watched from afar by members of the Congregation of Revelation.

That had happened to Torne, and although he had survived the Awakening of his powers in a temple that hated him, he encountered many problems on his journey because of this hostile observation.

The aftermath had bound him to the altars of the Cataclysm Order in his homeland, where he had begun his journey into the religion of the Dark Path magicians.

He had grown up in this faith until he became a Sovereign 3,000 years ago when he was finally directed to lead the altars of his faith in the Seidel Kingdom.

At that time, the situation of his religion was no longer good. However, it still continued its actions throughout the continent.

Since this was a kingdom where the strongest had been Sovereign since that time, someone of his level was needed to maintain the group’s local representation.

At that time, the Cataclysm Moon Pendant had been lost, so Torne moved to The Vile Altar of Scott Province, where he remained for the rest of his life.

At that time, many battles had taken place between members of the Dark Path and the Congregation of Revelation, battles that few people knew about because there had been no major massacres or battles in the cities. What’s more, the dominant faith on the continent had hidden most of what had happened. It had concealed much of the war that had marked the end of the Cataclysmic Order, the last competing faith to the dominant faith in Polaris Realm.

It was about 2,000 years ago when Torne had met his end, dying in battle alongside his companions of The Vile Altar.

Fortunately or not, after his death, his soul had formed a ghost, a kind of non-human, vengeful creature, something that had its weaknesses but also many strengths.

For example, while the vitality of a human Sovereign was a few thousand years, without considering the use of special resources, the vitality of a ghost of the same level was ten times greater!

Torne was not far from death when he died, and he should have reached the 5th stage if he wanted to live more than a few centuries at that time. But he had become a ghost and now had a few thousand more years to mourn in this world.

That was the “good” part, but there were problems. For example, ghosts couldn’t go far, or their spirits would dissipate.

In short, some places were more or less suitable for such beings. The places where they were born were usually great places for them. Still, depending on how lucky one was, you could be limited to an area of 100 square kilometers or an area of 100 square meters.

It wasn’t possible to choose the area in which they could move without risk. Thus, a spirit would be completely hostage to the reality of the place where they appeared.

In Torne’s case, this part of Scott Province didn’t have a good concentration of dark elements. The area in which he could move was smaller than the entire ruins of The Vile Altar!

Therefore, he had been trapped there for nearly 2,000 years, waiting for some fool to come close enough to possess him.

Only by possessing a human body could a spirit like him not be restricted to places full of negativity!

Anyway, that was the story Torne had just told Vicente, making the young man understand how there could be a Sovereign ghost in this remote and weak place, but also the story of this guy.

“You’re really old. No wonder you know so much.” Vicente muttered after listening to his slave’s report.

‘I hope my age can help you, master. But it’s good to be away from the altar after so long. You have no idea how often I’ve imagined what it would be like to go out and explore the world again.’ Torne said in an emotional tone.

Living in isolation for so long hadn’t been easy. Even though he had become a ghost, Torne’s rationality had hardly diminished. But since he couldn’t meditate to become stronger and didn’t need to sleep or eat, the last few centuries had been rather monotonous for him.

Walking through a forest or advising a young man in battle was extremely satisfying to him. That’s why he felt so good now when he sensed the outside world from inside Vicente’s mind.

“But old Torne, there is something I don’t understand. You said that the ancient religions that competed with the Congregation of Revelation also awakened new magicians. Wasn’t that an exclusive method of the Awakening Temples? How did you do it?”