【Nabolei Underground Tomb】
The moment Mo Di opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a place name description characteristic of soul-travel, followed by the ceiling of the tomb chamber.
He was already used to it.
After all, he had been transmigrated for so long, and seeing this every morning when he woke up made it hard not to be familiar with it.
He rolled out of bed, cast a cleansing spell on himself as usual, then walked to the mirror and carefully tidied his attire.
Today was the day he graduated, so he couldn't be careless; his attire had to be solemn.
If he was lucky, this solemn black robe could serve as his mourning attire for his teacher's funeral.
If he wasn't lucky, this outfit might allow him to die with some dignity.
Smoothing out the wrinkles in his clothes and meticulously buttoning them up, Mo Di met his own gaze in the mirror and silently thought:
'Good luck.'
He took a one-handed axe from the tool rack, picked up a lamp, and left the tomb chamber where he lived.
Two years had passed since he transmigrated to this world due to a game pod explosion.
When he first learned he had transmigrated into the game he was playing, 【Eternal Realm: Old Eight's Secret Family Bucket Integration Pack】, Mo Di was in despair.
As an old player who had almost completed the integration pack, he naturally knew how many outrageous plotlines and god-like characters the author had crammed into it.
Take his teacher, Blood Mage De Wei An, for example. This madwoman had an unfortunate childhood, was abused by her parents, and murdered them after awakening her Blood Mage talent.
If it were just that, it wouldn't be much, but the key was that her psyche became increasingly twisted afterward.
Seeing a happy family, she would kill the parents in front of the child and take the child as an apprentice.
However, this did not mean she would raise those children; they were merely consumables and sacrifices.
Mo Di's self-designed character's background was just such an apprentice... If he had known beforehand that he would transmigrate into this character, he definitely wouldn't have set it up this way.
And De Wei An was just one of many crazy people; there were many others crazier than her.
'Under the shocking actions of these god-like figures, the Eternity Continent, already coveted by demon gods, will soon fall into chaos.'
Walking through the narrow passage, Mo Di recalled the plot he had experienced and couldn't help but worry about the future of this world.
He made up his mind that once he was strong enough, he would leave the starting world and escape to other worlds within the Eternal Realm's worldview.
As a cross-era masterpiece that dwarfed other games, Eternal Realm's worldview was vast and not limited to a single world.
If there were no presets, the worlds, plots, and characters in each save file would be randomly generated.
Even the creator of 【Old Eight's Secret Family Bucket】 only preset a few worlds with the help of AI and could not modify the entire Eternal Realm.
Mo Di occasionally felt that Eternal Realm didn't seem like a game that current human technology could produce; he always felt it might actually be alien technology.
But thinking about these things was useless now; he had already transmigrated into Eternal Realm and could only treat it as a real world.
The first step to escaping the Eternity Continent: starting with graduation.
'Three days have passed since the last apprentice was called by De Wei An for sacrifice. According to her sacrifice frequency, it's probably my turn today.'
Mo Di knew that De Wei An was recently holding a sacrifice ritual that consumed a great deal, leaving him as the only apprentice in the entire Underground Tomb.
Having read various guides online, he knew that De Wei An intended to summon a demon god through a blood sacrifice ritual.
This was his best chance to escape, but also De Wei An's weakest moment.
He had tried the escape option once during his first experience with the integration pack. The result was a successful escape, but it also drew De Wei An's relentless pursuit.
At that time, she had already attracted the attention of a demon god, her power greatly increased, forcing Mo Di to hide and evade.
Therefore, he had to seize this opportune moment to complete his plan of patricide and successfully graduate.
'Teacher, if it's you, you'll surely understand me, right?'
It didn't matter if she didn't understand; Mo Di would help her understand.
He hadn't walked far when he stopped, a putrid smell wafting towards him from ahead.
Under the dim yellow light of the lantern, a figure stumbled out of the darkness.
Shriveled skin, a highly decomposed body – all characteristics proved its identity as a deceased person.
Mo Di had a slight impression of it; it was a resurrected zombie, and a pitiful fellow.
A father hurrying home to celebrate his daughter's birthday met De Wei An on the road, and thus... lost his life.
Upon learning he had a happy and complete family, De Wei An infiltrated his home overnight and reanimated his corpse in front of his daughter and wife.
Although she only managed to kill his wife due to the arrival of town guardians, Mo Di still remembered the desperate expression on the little girl's face at the time.
The rotten corpse stopped, emitting a hoarse sound from its damaged vocal cords: "Master... looking for... you..."
Despite the indistinct words, Mo Di understood its meaning and nodded, saying, "Lead the way."
"Follow... me."
The two walked one behind the other through the narrow passage.
A few minutes later, they arrived in front of a large door.
"Arrived..." The rotten corpse stiffly turned, its lifeless eyes looking at the battle-axe in his hand, "Can't bring... weapon..."
"I know," Mo Di said expressionlessly, seemingly intending to hand the axe to it, "You've worked hard... If I get the chance, I'll go see your daughter for you."
No sooner had he spoken than the battle-axe swung out.
The axe blade easily passed through the zombie's fragile neck; Mo Di didn't even feel any resistance.
As he withdrew the axe, the rotten corpse fell to the ground, its head separated from its body.
Mo Di, having completed an execution, felt no ripple in his heart and did not rush to leave, remaining standing in place.
As he expected, a bloodstained book with a scarlet cover appeared out of thin air in his hand. Its pages turned by themselves until a brand new page appeared.
Affected by this eerie bloodstained book, the corpse on the ground rapidly transformed into a blood mist, merging into that page.
This process lasted less than five seconds.
A line of blood-red characters appeared on the page: 【Hall Jenkins】.
'With a big battle ahead, keeping it is useless; melt it.'
Mo Di's thought moved, and the blood characters on this page vanished like smoke, the blood mist that formed them permeating into another page of dark red hue.
On that page was also a line of text: 【Transcendent - Blood Mage Apprentice - Ed Mor】.
This bloodstained book, or strictly speaking, this page belonging to Ed Mor, was Mo Di's trump card.
【bloodstained book】 was the name of this bloodstained book.
Similar to Elden Ring, 【Eternal Realm】 also had choices for starting relics when creating a character.
Mo Di was very glad that he chose the bloodstained book as his starting relic when creating his character.
Its function was to burn the flesh and memories of the deceased, refine them into power and knowledge, and finally carry them on its pages.
Pages could devour each other, consolidating the power of many pages into one, which was what he had just chosen to do.
When a page was applied to Mo Di, he could gain the power and abilities of the corresponding character... Of course, there were many restrictions.
Currently, Mo Di could only bear the power of one Transcendent at most, and only for three minutes at a time. Exceeding this limit, his body would begin to collapse.
And the 【Ed Mor】 page was naturally his main combat page, carefully cultivated by consuming numerous useless pages.
It came from his former friend, an apprentice tragically killed by De Wei An.
He was Mo Di's only good friend in this world, and after his death, it was Mo Di who collected his body.
So... "Bearing the wishes of my deceased friend, I will not lose."
Mo Di's gaze was firm; he kicked open the large door and walked in with his battle-axe.
Behind the door was a spacious main tomb chamber, now converted into a venue for sacrifice rituals.
On the Blood Pool in the center of the tomb chamber, a female with waist-length white hair, clad in a matching black robe, stood barefoot, her back to him.
Noticing the movement outside the door, the white-haired female lightly shifted her steps and turned to face him.
"You're finally here." The girl named De Wei An showed a bright smile; judging by her appearance alone, no one would associate her with the word 'madwoman'.
"The ritual is about to begin. Will you come willingly, or shall I help you?"
"No," Mo Di refused on the spot, "I am only here to get a graduation certificate."
"And to attend your funeral, Teacher."
