93 The Death Mage POV (1/2)

They are everywhere!

Their eyes are everywhere!

Glowing, taunting and laughing madly in the darkness!

Get away from me! Get away! Get the fuck away!

Their claws! Their filthy claws!

How dare they!? How dare they touch me? How dare they!?

No! No! Stop! Don't push that thing in there! It is not for you!

No! Nooooooooooo! Nooooooooooooooooooo!!!!

I will kill them! I will kill all of them! All of them! Every single one of them!

Shadow swirls. Nightmare whispers. What is this place? Power? Yes, power. I need more powers. Yes, more powers. More powers to kill them all. All of them.

How dare they kill my family!? How dare they defiled Lavender? She is mine! Mine!

I am…

I am…

I am…

I am… weak…

Power. I need more power. Give me more power. Please. I will give you my soul. Just give me power. Power to kill them all. Kill them all! Especially it. It has defiled everyone I love most! Especially it! Yes, yes, give me power. I don't care what happen to me. Give me more power!

The shadow accepts. Nightmare grows.

And my consciousness is fading away.

What did I just do?

No… this is… no…!

”Then you shall have power –

Someone interrupts the soothing whisper.

A familiar voice? A soft voice. It pulls me back from the darkness.

The shadow realm fades away.

”Sapphire? Wake up. Hey! Wake up?”

I slowly open my eyes and see her.

Lavender! She is still alive. She hasn't been defiled by that monster and torn apart.

I can see? Of course, I can see. Why did I think I couldn't anymore?

”Lavender!”

I call out. I want to hug her, but… but Eric will not allow that. She loves him, not me. She has been with him longer than me.

Huh? My hands…? They are back? Wait. How am I here with Lavender?

The last thing I remember is seeing her unblinking face after she was tossed onto the floor like a piece of garbage. Her body utterly defiled, convulsing and oozing out the monster's filthy seeds. Then those goblins have their ways with her.

I couldn't even save her corpse. It was not spared! I curse myself. My weakness.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.

If I was stronger, none of that would have happened.

Wait. It didn't happen, right?

The village didn't get destroyed. My father didn't get murdered and eaten. My mother didn't get taken along with my little sister. They are still fine? Tell me! They are still fine!

I rush pass Lavender and Eric, finding the village just like how I had found it last. Bloodstain covers the street. Homes are broken into. Body parts are littered the ground.

They are dead. Killed by monsters.

”Sapphire?”

Lavender touches my shoulder. When did I collapse on the floor? When did I start crying? She is crying too. Her family are also dead. She embraces me, hugging me tight. I could feel her warmness. At least, we have each other.

”What happen? How did we return here? I thought we were heading in the dungeon?”

Eric questions. He ruins the mood with his confusion.

I am confused too.

So is Lavender.

All three of us recall that we have traced the monster tracks all the way to a small dungeon. Powerful magic emanating from within, far exceeded my own, telling me to stay away but… but I couldn't wait for the suppression force from the nearby Kingdom.

By the time the suppression force arrives, my mother and sister would be long dead, raped and killed like so many others before them, so I lied about the power level of the monsters within. My little sister has never outside the village before, and for this to be her fate, I just can't allow it.

I needed to find my sister, and I saw her being corpse being dragged away. Her head on the far side of the room. I couldn't stop myself, so I attacked mindlessly.

I shouldn't have attacked. I shouldn't have alert the monsters.

That titanic goblin's magical aura is off the chart. It can kill all of us without trying, yet I attacked. Why did I attack? We could have escape then before we were surrounded.

All the villagers are dead, killed and eaten. Defiled beyond recognition.

I couldn't save anyone again.

I am so weak.

I'm sorry Lavender. I have lied to you, and I have got you killed.

But you're not dead. Neither Eric is. I wish he was. No. I shouldn't think like that even if he is stealing Lavender from me.

What happen after he was killed? After Lavender was raped. After I was raped. After…

A voice. A calming voice tells me that my destiny is not to die there and then. I couldn't see that person in the darkness. I couldn't see that person without my eyes, but I feel him, only him.

His power. It was weak…?

No, that couldn't be. How could he be weak?

Yet it was. Yet he was alone. Everything within the dungeon was killed by him. If that is his true magical power, then there is no way he could have defeated the dungeon by himself. He must have supressed his magic.