Prologue
Prologue
In a great forest full of grey and huge trees, below one of the biggest trees, you can see a bloody thing.
If you look closer, you can understand that it is a man with a thin build and low height. His name is Zatiel, a young apprentice from the Zanabi tower, an orphan that due to his magical aptitude was taken into the tower by other apprentices when they were in search of talented people.
In the beginning, Zatiel was full of illusions of being able to throw powerful spells and fight with monsters, but the more he knew about the nature of Magi, the more he realized the horrors that surrounded him.
Magi are pragmatic beings. To them, one’s morality and goodness were nothing more than words without meaning, and apprentice magi were a group that would do anything to become more powerful, things like friendship were nothing more than a joke to them.
Because of his naivety, he was now about to die with nothing to show for.
“So this is the end, how pathetic.”
Despite his body getting weaker and weaker his eyes show an exceptional coldness, something that should not be present in someone so young and inexperienced.
But even more strange was the chaotic madness that hides behind those eyes and that makes his heartbeat stronger even when he was about to die. Zatiel’s eyes were closing for the last time when he heard a sound.
[Bip… The minimum threshold of spirit has been reached. Initiating memories upload.]
Zatiel did not have time to wonder about what the weird yet familiar voice was when an immense pain began in his head. The pain was so intense that Zatiel could swear someone had opened his skull and was inserting a hot piece of metal in his brain.
“Aaaahh!”
A dry scream came out from his mouth, but he was in so much pain and with injuries so grave, that he can’t even scream properly. After a couple of minutes that feels like years to the young man, the pain finally stopped.
[Bip… Loading of memories from the first level done. The loading of the next level of memories will begin when the next threshold is reached.]
Zatiel stops moving and his body remains still like a corpse, but after a couple of minutes, he finally opens his eyes.
Coldness infinitely stronger than before appears in his eyes.
” I Zatiel, Abyssal lord, Ruler of death and destruction, Nightmare of Dys, have finally AWAKENED!!!”
“A.I. Chip, scan me!”