Will of chaos

I was looking at Hela’s summoning ritual, something she had been preparing for months, she gathered all the necessary materials and knew how to perfectly perform the ritual after days and days of studying just this ritual.

Some of these materials come from me or from the Treasure I accumulated in the Dungeon, but none of that mattered, least of all to me.

All I was doing was responding to Hela’s strong urge to perform this forbidden ritual, unbeknownst to her I had spoken with the High Priest of Death, Henry.

He told me in more detail about this ritual and what could happen, even though he has few records about this ritual as few dared to perform it in the past.

A Necromancer can reanimate corpses and manipulate Ghosts to serve as Familiars, this allows them to have a fully loyal Familiar while also allowing them great freedom to choose the type of Familiar they desire.

In the words of High Priest Henrique, “only the mad tried to free those condemned to Hell”, in his words.

After a few questions, I found out that the Hell described in this world is not the same as the mythologies, games, stories, and movies that my world has portrayed over so long as a place of penance for those who committed sins in life. 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘯𝑜𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Hell in this world is literally a place, a dimension connected with the one we are in, a place where terrible creatures are imprisoned for different reasons, and also the place where the race of Demons and Undead originated.

Just like the Fairy World or the Spirit World, Hell is a purely energy and ethereal reality, physical beings are not able to enter there, also there is little chance of getting out for fools who tried to enter of their own free will.

The miasma is like the very air in that space, it’s everywhere, a place like that doesn’t have a single place that could be called safe.

Just opening a door to Hell is taboo and it looks like I did that once against the Church of Light, but in my case, I just brought a mindless monster that was born in Hell and had a Blessing of the Demon Goddess of Death, but even though I was hit as punishment, it seems that the damage I took that day wasn’t just for forcing that Summon, which by the way was random.

But High Priest Henrique told me about what happens to those who do this Ritual, something so specific that not bringing an ordinary creature and not releasing a creature trapped in Hell, that is breaking a Taboo completely.

I look at Hela being surrounded by the black and blue flames while so much death energy is being concentrated in her ritual, I also notice the horrible presence that forms, I can also almost see a kind of gate of bones forming.

The presence he felt was from Hell itself, just as this world has the presence of nature full of harmony everywhere, hell seems to have its own presence full of pain, suffering, and cruelty.

I’m pretty sure Hela can’t see the door, that’s why I’m not using my eyes to see the shadow or outline of this door, I’m seeing it with my Aura and Authority, it just feels like my instincts are telling me what to do what is there and what does it look like.

At this moment a black energy comes out through what I believe to be the cracks in the door, this energy builds up in the form of a black hood with chains covered by thorns attached to the waist and keeping what’s underneath the hood completely hidden.

The presence of this creature was ghastly, it was as if the energy of death had taken a physical form, and yet it still looked like an ethereal creature.

I could feel a kind of Aura containing only pure death latching onto where Hela was, at this point, I was preparing to intervene because I had already confirmed that it was exactly who High Priest Henry said could appear, a Taboo Hunter of Death.

Some time ago I saw a Taboo Hunter for the first time, it was a Vampire who broke a Taboo of the Goddess Selene and was condemned in the most serious way possible, he became an eternal existence that will hunt for eternity those who like him broke Taboos.

This was clearly someone on the side of the Goddess of Death, I couldn’t let him do something bad to Hela, so I focus my power on the wings that appear on my back while focusing my power on my arm.

“Stop you idiot, you’re only going to kill them both, that’s just a Taboo Death Hunter and he doesn’t have his weapon in hand.” (Caitlyn)

“What do you mean?” (I)

“The Taboo Hunters of Death who guard Hell’s Gate test those who ask permission to enter through the front and kill those who try to trespass or remove someone from inside without permission.” (Caitlyn)

“(So he’s testing Hela?)” (I)

I look at Hela and see her standing in front of the Taboo Death Hunter, his Aura covers her, but I couldn’t help but worry so I left some of my power to protect her using my bloodline inside her.

The Taboo Hunters seemed to notice what I did, he turns towards me, and I felt everything around me freeze, but he wasn’t much stronger than me, at least from what little I sensed of his Aura, he seemed to just match in strength with me.

“(I will not do anything against her offspring children of the Gods, so do not interfere with the judgment.)”

I didn’t want to leave anyway, but Hela looked at me and nodded, so I stopped interfering, but even so, I was moving my power within me to explode with my full power if necessary.

What I see next is the Taboo Hunters of Death turn to Hela once more and extend his arm covered by his black cloak towards Hela, then a single completely white finger appears from inside the cloak, this finger was as if it had been painted with ink, then he touches Hela’s forehead.

That’s when it started, I saw Hela’s body fill with the presence of Hell, her hair started to turn white and fall out, her skin aged faster and faster, her scales were cracking and wounds were opening on her body where purple blood was runny.

“Calm down and don’t interfere.” (Caitlyn)

“Is she in any danger?” (I)

“If she was someone else, maybe so.” (Caitlyn)

“But she has many advantages, starting with her body, then comes her Soul which can be considered a treasure of Death, and finally her lineage, all this not counting her natural talent to be a Necromancer.” (Caitlyn)

“That’s not what I asked…” (I)

“She’ll be alive, maybe bedridden for a while, but nothing serious.” (Caitlyn)

“I think you better be right because if something happens to her I’ll start by killing the Taboo Hunter before I show you what breaking a Taboo really is.” (I)

“I don’t expect anything different from you, just stop threatening the doorman just because he’s listening, he doesn’t fear death or you.” (Caitlyn)

“…” (I)

I kept still just watching, I was closely following the signs of Hela’s vital energy that was descending less than I expected from her appearance, but her Aura was strangely calm and her eyes remain closed the whole time.

If it was in the past before I learned to control my emotions I would have run there to end it all, but it seems I would just be doing something needlessly.

“What tests or tests is he putting Hela through?” (I)

“The first is synchronizing with the presence of Hell, something similar to what you do when mixing your Aura with the presence of nature in the surroundings, this would normally lead someone directly to death and anyone who survives has a high chance of going insane.” (Caitlyn)

“The second test is finding the one you want as a Familiar in Hell, which would be impossible in most cases.” (Caitlyn)

“The only way to do that is through compatibility with the Familiar, something we both know she has even before she was her daughter.” (Caitlyn)

“So I’ll keep waiting, but what I said before wasn’t a threat to him, it was a warning, I usually stand by what I say.” (I)

I could control my emotions and keep a rational mind, but that doesn’t mean I don’t feel anything, the killing intent coming out of me was stronger than I expected.

Sigh

But it seems I worried for nothing, soon the presence of Hell blended in harmony with Hela’s Aura and few seconds later a purple chain came out of the gate and wrapped around Hela’s arm before becoming energy entering her body as she left chain tattoos on her arm.

It was at this moment that the Taboo Hunter of Death withdrew his finger and waved at the door, tearing it to pieces, which formed a ring above the two, the ring was the size of the Ritual.

This large ring absorbed the black and blue flames making these flames fill the inside of the ring, it was at this moment that I felt the presence of Hell stronger, at this moment a large claw with chains still attached to the wrist.

“I’ve never seen anyone complete both tests so quickly, it also looks like she got what she wanted.” (Caitlyn)