manipulate others you shall be
manipulated if you do not wish for a
blade at your throat you must become the
one wielding the blade when I grasped
this truth hatred and anger pulled me
from Hell returning me to the world's
depths the undying Flames consumed My
Flesh bestowing a new form upon my soul
allowing me to be reborn from the dead
when I awoke once more the Empire had
already collapsed the world had changed
the queen perished at the hands of her
own yet I felt not a trace of anger I
felt no sense of being alive nor did I
feel like a human being the remnants of
my emotions urged me to act yet that
final vestage of humanity quickly
dissipated I wandered through a desert a
mere shell of my former self for quite
some time I knew I had utterly forgotten
who I was until I encountered a mother
and daughter they were coerced by
Bandits pleading for my help with a mere
flick of my hand I vanquished those
Bandits I had never considered life to
be so fragile taking a life was so
simple but as my hands stained with
blood I felt the profound meaning of
existence I devoured their souls
absorbing their memories their emotions
allowed me to feel alive once more go
sustain that feeling I began a
Relentless cycle of killing and
plundering bringing suffering to others
it was only when people called me the
Calamity of the undead that I realized I
had become the very embodiment of what I
once despised in the eyes of a youth I
saw my former self his gaze filled with
rage hatred and fear for I had slain his
parents yet ironically I felt not an
ounce of remorse perhaps I have grown
numb no matter how many lives I
extinguish it fails to imbue me with a
sense of purpose in existence S I cast
my gaze backward I am confronted by the
multitude of transgressions I have
committed an endless procession of the
deceased who once were human now
regarded as calamities much like myself
the dead pursue me while the living
Harbor disdain for me I have endured
suffering and now I am the harbinger of
Anguish In This Moment jongchan stands
as eerily tranquil as malus his heart is
still pwn devoid of any turbulence I
have glimpsed the memories of augur and
in them I have seen you malus remarks
with a detached calmness perhaps to you
there exists an insurmountable enmity
between us yet in the end we stand
shoulder Tosh shoulder our swords aimed
at the Divine suddenly a man with golden
wings descends from the sky a Lotus Mark
emblazened upon his forehead gracefully
arcing through the air before touching
down boom malus we meet again why ichio
slowly lifts his head a striking glimmer
of gold shining within his eyes mulus
regards him with Tranquility have we met
before ichio remains silent of course we
have for it was your Hand That cast me
into the cycle of reincarnation the
sacred artifact the Spear of Linus
manifests in Yo's grasp as he gestures
to the side summoning a shimmering Lance
that appears almost ethereal devoid of
tangible form without a moment's
hesitation he hurls the Spear of Linus
towards malus with a resounding crash
the Spear of Linus hurdles forth
creating a massive shock wave and
carving a deep trench into the ground
striking malus directly yet m merely
waves his hand seizing the Spear of
Linus stating an artifact capable of
slaying Christ may not necessarily bring
about my demise especially one so
counterfeit why ichio is not taken aback
he has witnessed this scene countless
times in his dreams yet this is no dream
but rather the final Tableau he glimpsed
before his death mulus embodies the
greatest nightmare since his rebirth a
towering obstacle that Humanity in its
past could never surmount now it is time
to bring this to an end chapter 303 the
path to sanctification the infinite
Guild's initial confrontation with malus
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