Chapter 132 - The Last Cry (1/2)

Jomel was equally stunned by the wendigo, suddenly, he remembered something, it was the description of the wendigo.

That those who killed one would perish too, together with it.

The death was slowly creeping up to him, the ice in his surroundings began to melt like it was being exposed to sunlight.

It was so fast...

Jomel can already picture himself dying, he looked at the melted flesh of the wendigo who still has its upper body intact, but he can't do anything about it.

Slowly...

Together with the melted snow...

He Jomel accepted his fate, he was so tired of fighting so might as well accept it.

He remembered that Motus can stop this unknown curse that is slowly climbing up to him, but whatever...

Since he didn't wanna help, he will just contain him inside his Soul-Space and perished with it.

Focusing all his Will energy, he locked Motus's Soul-Space, and right now, his beasts Empterror and TaoTierus which are still sleeping can go out, once they felt or senses the threat of the incoming curse for them.

He didn't hate Motus, it's just that he is useless, since he can't use him and was always being rejected by him whenever he tried to use Combat form, at least he will take that disobedient beast to his grave.

He thought that he cannot use combat of his beast's hic is practically a Mythical and Legendary beast, but due to non-stop fighting for almost ten years, he found out that he can.

He can use TaoTierus Legendary form but he is evolving so he didn't want to disrupt it, and to him, letting him use the combat form of his is enough, yes, to Jomel that is enough.

That is a form of some kind of agreement in there, so letting them go while he is dying is enough.

He remembered the smug face of TaoTierus when he met him, he didn't mind his attitude back then, but when he warned him, he felt the concern feeling of TaoTierus in its voice.

And to Empterror which is like a dog to him...

He can't imagine it losing before his eyes, he will not picture it on his mind.

Because Empterror is so much more than pets or Soul-Beasts to him. As the loss of a perfect Soul-Beast to him is so painful because it is like losing a little life that he was responsible for as well as a source of unconditional love and companionship.

There's a reason that the most emotional support Soul-Beast he had right now is Empterror.

Finally, he opened his arms wide, feeling the wind, a cold fresh wind.

He sighs and thought that It feels like yesterday when he was transported here, he was in a constant fight and couldn't even enjoy life...

He liked this world, even though this world had a cruel side to it, but that is natural, every world has it.

Although his journey is soft and short, he is not a perfect human, so he chose to only accept his fate.

His only regret is that...

Like dust, he was...

Unnoticeable...

And gone quickly...

When the curse was about to reach his heart, suddenly his Combat form disappeared.

Yes, it disappeared, and was surprised that his Enpterror was now outside his Soul-Space, standing in front of him, and at the back of Barathruma Wendigo.

Empterror was now looking at him, while he was being slowly eaten by the curse of the Barathruma Wendigo.