Kent’s jaw hung as he stared at the message that had appeared before his eyes. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
In fact, he thought Akira had somehow used her unique ability to put those skills there. But now that he saw the message and felt the change, he couldn’t help but stare at it like a dummy.
“No need to be shocked, Master. You just don’t have enough belief in yourself, and it nearly costs you your chance to have a good class.
Luckily for you, your imagination is pretty wild, so I captured what you wanted. You are lucky indeed,” Akira said, sitting on the bed and rolling up and down while Kent continued to stare at the message.
“Master, do you think perhaps I can upgrade the Tower?” Akira asked, nearly making Kent fall off the bed. The question was harmless, yet it carried weight.
“Hey, insect, who are you trying to upgrade?” Before Kent could say anything, however, Gaia appeared and shouted at Akira.
This time, Kent fell off the bed but sat back up.
Akira stood up and flashed a smile at Gaia.
“Why the hostilities? You and I are almost alike, isn’t that right, Cosmic Weaver?” Akira asked, causing Gaia, who was about to say something, to stop and look at the mischievous lady.
Kent, watching the two, smiled, but he could tell there was some rivalry between them.
“W-who are you, and why do you know who I am?” Gaia asked, but her expression betrayed her question.
“We duh, just like you, I am a one-of-a-kind Weaver, a Soul Weaver, just like how you are a Cosmic Weaver. We are practically sisters,” Akira replied in a teasing tone.
“Tsk,” Gaia chuckled and disappeared.
“What an uptight lady. She may be millions of years old, but she’s still a child,” Akira said, sounding like an old lady.
“What was that?” Kent asked, forgetting he had just unlocked a new class.
“Just a rivalry between races. She and I are from the same mother tree. But don’t worry, she’s just being stubborn,” Akira casually replied before going back to rolling on the bed.
Kent could only watch her and ask himself a dozen questions. In the end, he sighed and put his questions aside for now. His focus had shifted to the Class he had received from his skepticism.
He never expected it, but he received it anyway.
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⟪ Class Name: Creator Necromancer ⟫
⟪ Class Type: Sub-Class ⟫
⟪ Class Affiliation: Legion Tower ⟫
-> There are many types of necromancy and various kinds of necromancers. Each has a role and a field they specialize in, and as such, they are often known for their specific expertise.
-> This class is a necromancy class, but it follows a unique path shaped by the imagination of its owner.
-> You now have access to the NecroSmith Forge, where you can transform anything into an undead entity capable of assisting you in battle.
-> You can place spirit stones, rare metals, dead bodies, bones, beast cores, and other significant materials into the NecroSmith Forge.
-> Based on your preferences, a capable undead will be created. You will have the option to choose their names, personalities, and initial job classes.
-> The NecroSmith Forge will handle the rest.
-> Be aware that the more valuable the resources you use, the more powerful the undead that will emerge from the forge. Good luck!
⟦Class Skills⟧
<Open Necro Forge>
— Opens the Necro-forge, where you can create undead based on your resources and preferences.
<Reforge>
— Use this skill to upgrade your undead when needed.
<Random Forge>
— If you wish to leave everything to chance, use this skill to forge a random undead from the resources you provide.
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“Wait, is this for real?” Kent asked, his expression utterly dumbfounded.
The class he had just received was beyond anything he could have imagined. In fact, he didn’t want to admit it, but a part of him genuinely thought this couldn’t be real.
This had to be a dream.
“You can use the first skill to check if it’s real or not,” Akira said, still lazily rolling around on the bed.
The fact that she might have just created what was perhaps the most powerful class in the universe didn’t seem to faze her in the slightest.
“Open Necro Forge,” Kent muttered hesitantly. He was still confused, but disbelief gave way to realization when a bone-designed portal materialized right before his eyes. His lips slowly curled into a grin.
And then, disbelief struck again.
“This is… real. Damn, this is some powerful class! I just wanted a way to create undead skeletons—I never asked for something this overpowered,” Kent said, his grin spreading wider.
“Take it as my gift for summoning me. Now, are you going to enter and explore inside?” Akira asked, her tone light but amused.
Kent nodded eagerly. Like a child unwrapping a gift on their birthday, he stepped into the Forge, unable to contain his excitement.
A few seconds after Kent entered the forge, Akira stopped rolling on the bed and sat up instead.
“You can come out now… sister,” she said.
Gaia appeared with a new appearance, resembling Akira but with blue hair.
“What are you doing here, Akira? I thought you said you would never follow a master,” Gaia said, frowning.
“What can I say? I missed you and chose to look for you. I never expected to find you here. This is a big coincidence,” Akira chuckled, enjoying the expression on Gaia’s face.
“Do you think I’m a child or something? The last time we saw each other was four eons ago. And if I remember correctly—which I do—you never wanted to follow a master after he died, so you left. So why now? Why did you come?”
“And don’t give me that coincidence bullshit. You may be a Soul Weaver, but I manipulate energies—I can tell when you’re lying.” Gaia seemed to have reached her limit.
Akira, however, was not on the same wavelength. She was much more cheerful, and as she looked at the frown on Gaia’s cute face, she seemed to relish it.
“You look cuter when you’re mad, Gaia. But have you forgotten? I only left when the master died. I never said I was done following him. And I’m here now, so what’s your beef?” Akira winked at her, making Gaia clench her small fists.
Bubbles began forming at the corners of Gaia’s mouth, a clear sign that she was pissed as hell. What Akira was doing wasn’t something she liked at all.
The only reason she hadn’t thrown a punch yet was because she didn’t want to destroy the entire world. That would kill her master, something she couldn’t allow to happen.
“Akira, I’m going to give you one more chance. If you don’t answer me, breathing in this world will become very hard for you… if you know what I mean,” Gaia threatened, and this time, her words seemed to strike a chord with Akira.
“Tsk, you’re no fun at all,” Akira pouted.
“I came to inform you that Mind Weaver went missing three eons ago. And since you never bother to reach out to your two sisters, I tried looking for her. But even after three eons, I haven’t found her.
So, I figured, why not come to you? With your skillset, I’m sure you can easily find her whereabouts.”
“What the hell, Akira? You could have led with that!” Gaia’s small punch landed squarely on Akira’s nose, drawing blood.
But that was a very bad punch…an apocalyptic punch.
That day, all the souls in the world of Sonox felt a deep dread wash over them.
And because of this, in seven places across the world, seven keys began emitting a faint glow as if they were calling to someone—or something.