Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Chapter 299: Death And Her Son

[Quest Alert: Extinction Level Event: Death feels that those tapping into her wellspring of power have been corrupted by their human nature. They have lost sight of what death means and have refused to propagate her teachings. As the chosen of death, it is now up to you to put an end to this generation of deviant children. Completely exterminate every death class user aged 15 and above. REWARD: ???????]

Rezar just kept looking at the prompt with a furrowed eyebrow, this was probably the first quest given since the Rejuvenation. But the world doesn't revolve around him so it would be thinking too much and honestly quite narcissistic to think that every good thing that happens will only ever come his way. But then again he has had his own fair share of bad luck so that also counts to. But be that as it may he has a quest, and below that quest was a set of number in a bracket.

(47)

He didn't need any other explanation for him to know that this was probably the amount of death class user in the whole of Elysium that were eligible to be eliminated. Normally it would probably be a cause for celebration that they really weren't that much, but then again how was he supposed to findn47 people in a world that's as big Elysium, which mind you was constantly and always expanding. And then he remembered that probably everyone on that list will be coming for him just so they could possess the Necron. A book that frankly speaking he didn't have yet.

But it goes beyond that as in other for him to prove himself worthy of owning it, he had to actually every one of his fellow death class user that was not a minor, and they all thought he had said book in his hands and were probably coming for him. It was an elaborate ploy, one that even if he had no intention of participating in, he really wouldn't have much of a choice.

Rezar had no other choice but to take this seriously, because in all honesty no one but he himself knew better how dangerous a death class user could be. It wouldn't be too farfetched to say that a single person had the capability and firepower to bring down his entire kingdom, and given enough time the world itself. The world should be thankful he didn't let the whole son of death thing get to his head, because if it did, then there would probably have been rivers of blood flowing unbidden and in complete excess and the entire world would be overrun by undead of all sorts all under the majesty of his great and awesome command.

But then again he might be getting a little carried away, there was a couple of factors that goes into being a death class holder. Not all death class holders were necromancers with ability to bring the dead back to life, or at least a sort of half-life. There was a varying degree of mastery and expertise when it came to death class. Necromancy was one of them, but there were death class users that dealt with souls, spirits, ghosts and even the emotions that made a person seem alive.

Some could summon the worst beasts and pets of death to wreak havoc on the world without a single shred of remorse. So yeah the basic gist of it was that he was dealing with a set of extremely dangerous people. But be that as it may the goddess of death knew exactly what she was doing. There was no one better equipped to deal with a few dozen power hungry death class users than the son of death himself.

But thinking about it a little deeper, Rezar realized that it was not as if the Goddess of death had any intention of giving Rezar the Necron, or even if she did it was probably as a consolation prize. The Necron was bait, and Rezar was the deadly hidden trap that she was going to use to destroy and bring an end to this generation of death class users. Why that was necessary, he wasn't exactly sure, but be that as it may they were all walking into a trap. He almost felt sorry for them, almost.

"That's an incredibly life like statue of me, I take it Priest has delivered my message to you." It was more of a statement that a question, but then again the Goddess of death was not one to ask for answers, she demanded them.

"I had the finest orc and goblin craftsmen work on it. Plus, the system did help a bit as the temple was built just before the Rejuvenation. Since then I've had it upgraded and renovated a bit. I should have just let it go to ruin, but somehow before I knew what was happening everyone in my bloody kingdom began worshipping you. It's baffling really, I think you're a sucky person." Rezar said as he turned his head to the right with a smile, looking at the living, breathing personification of death.

"I see you're just as irresponsible with your words as before, you're lucky you are my son your death would have been extremely painful otherwise. But be that as it may, it doesn't mean I won't be able to take an organ or a few limbs away from you as punishment for fucking with me, so do be a good boy and listen when mummy is talking." Rezar narrowed his eyes at her, but he really couldn't do anything about her, apart from her being his supposed Mother. she was still death itself and that was an entity no sane idiot would want to mess with.

"Priest has taken up an official position as the head Bishop of the temple of death your temple. He's been avoiding me for a few days now, apparently you have him going on some well needed prayers." Rezar said to her as he turned around and took a few steps backwards to look at her.

"I have seen the future of Morte Bianca my son, just as I've seen your end. Like the end of all things. Politics and greed will infect and pollute this great kingdom, and it would put your bloodline in danger. I have priest raising up a force of warrior priest that would make sure to protect the vested interest of the goddess of death and keep your bloodline safe till your very last descendant decided to leave this world."

She definitely had a lot to say if Rezar had to say anything about it, but surprisingly when she said she had seen his end Rezar didn't feel anything about it. In fact, it would be more accurate to say that he found it as normal and expected that one day the sun will set on his time as king and someone else would have to bear the burden of being King of the Bone horde. He somehow couldn't co-relate the fact that he was okay with one day dying when he really loved being alive, it really was crazy as fuck!

"What do you want Darkness?" Rezar asked as he shook his head. the second time he was meeting her and just like the first time she had him questioning his very existence, it was as crazy as it was annoying. But never the less he didn't think she would appear after all this time without a viable reason. Her presence wasn't really needed given she had already sent a quest his way, so why did she have to be here, she made him really uncomfortable, and that was just him being polite about it.

"There is a great darkness that has come to Elysium Rezar, one that aims to wipe out every last trace of humanity. The true humanity. Those of you who were born from the world outside, the world that has now died. It has set into motion certain amount of events that would bring nothing but conflict to Elysium.

Man against man, orc against orc, dragon against dragon and even the gods themselves won't be left out of this conflict as they knew scour the surface of this planet to look for those who would be worthy of becoming their champions. This evil hates one thing and one thing alone, and that's humans who have come into this world from the outside. I9t is this evil that was responsible for the Rejuvenation in the first place, changing everything to give all that exist and equal starting point, all just so there wouldn't be anyone or anything capable of standing up against it and stopping the flow of its plans." Rezar furrowed his eyebrows as he asked.

"And what is this evil that you're so shaken up about Darkness, I have to be honest and say your behavior is scaring me a bit."

"But of course Rezar, you should be scared. Because this evil... is ELYSIUM itself!"

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