Requiem Of A Failed Hero



As Raith's sound connected with the wyvern's forehead, the sound of two metals clashing together roared through the frozen wilderness and his treasured and supposedly special sword broke-

But Raith's goal was done, he had successfully transferred the abyss flame to the wyvern's head. He had no regret as the wyvern delved its claws into him and sent him crashing into the frozen ground.

The wyvern didn't feel until its suddenly smashed into the frozen ground as if a greater force of gravity was in play but it was the hit damage of the abyss flame.

Seeing the opening he has been looking out for. Crimson darted forward like a madman, running at his best and covering the three-hundred-meter distance between him and the wyvern in seconds. He stabbed the claw he had previously harvested from the wyvern's wing into its neck. And as calculated blood leaked out as the claw stabbed in like a knife stabbing a bread.

Crimson lifted his head only to see that Fenrir was already charging at it again. He jumped out of the way, taking himself out of harm's way– getting caught up in the fight between two huge monsters.

As Fenrir approached the wyvern forced its head up, with the abyss flames continually burning on its head, its death was certain and the pain was like getting hit by the great force over and over again but even with all that pain it forced its head up and released a final blast of ice cone that charged at Fenrir hoping to crush him but Fenrir's speed was not limited by his size. The wolf leaped into the air and landed on the wyvern sinking its teeth deep into the wyvern's white scale.

SCRRREEEEEEEEEEEECCCCCHHHHHH

The wyvern let out a dying scream as Fenrir bit hard and pulled out a chunk of the flesh around its neck area causing there to be a gushing of blood.

"Hieek! Hssss... how?! How is the king of monsters here...?" The wyvern struggled to talk, its voice was as though it was giggling. He looked like he was also talking to Fenrir but that one was clueless and had no idea what the wyvern was saying.

Before the wyvern got the chance to say anymore, Raith buried his hand deep into the wyvern's chest making sure his hand was around the wyvern's heart.

He then plucked it out forcefully.

Pushing the wyvern to an immediate death as he brought out the heart. The heart in his hands was big and was the size of a porcelain jar. His hand was washed in purple-colored blood but he didn't mind.

'...I've heard a lot about dragon heart back when I was Therut. I wonder if it will serve the same purpose should I eat it.' Raith guessed as he stared at the heart.

In Therut, eating a dragon's heart is one of the sure ways to gain its vitality and sometimes its attack or defense power. And it placed one on a different level compared to other heroes there, it was also used as an ingredient in concocting elixirs that can grant extraordinary feats. But that was a dragon's heart, what Raith had in his hand was a wyvern's heart.

He then glared down at the new series of messages that appeared before his eyes.

[CONGRATULATIONS]

[YOU HAVE KILLED THE DUNGEON BOSS]

[USING THE AUTHORITY OF GREED YOU HAVE GAINED THE PASSIVE SKILL 'DRAGON SCALE(UR)]

[YOU HAVE GAINED A WRATH SKILL 'STAMPEDE']

[KILLING THE WYVERN BEFORE IT WAS ABLE TO USE ITS NAMER-BESTOWED-SKILL 'DESTRUCTIXË']

DESTRUCTIXË: A self-defense mechanism where the user is taken over by wrath, destroying everything in their wake.

"Oh, so I plucked out its heart just when it was about to unleash a skill like that. A wrath skill ugh... I wonder if there'll ever be a use of a skill like this..."

"Master..." Crimson slowly muttered as he and the others walked up to Raith, Fenrir also became so small he was a size of a puppy and sat in front of Raith beating his long smoky tail on the ground.

Raith was surprised by this development that he gazed blankly at the little Fenrir for a while.

He then responded.

"You guys have done well."

'...let's see if they went through any growth.'

[Soldier Status]

Name: Crimson

Level: 05/30

Rank: Major

[When the Level threshold for this rank is reached your death soldiers will undergo UPGRADE]

[However, this UPGRADE is not available for all]

[For weak soldiers they will experience a strengthening and an extension in their level threshold until they reach the limit of the strength]

[Soldier Status]

Name: Jarvis

Level: 07/15

Rank: Captain

[Soldier Status]

Name: Kortopi

Level: 10/15

Rank: Lieutenant

'...hm, they only leveled up once because they were killed once. But apart from that the fact that they can upgrade is good.'

Raith let out a sigh of satisfaction and looked at the heart in his hand.

"Master, what are you going to do with that?" Crimson inquired, the others also stared at him with the same inquisitive expression.

Raith did not respond to them and just looked at the heart, he brought it closer to his face and after thinking for a few minutes if he really should do this, he began to munch on it raw.

Munch

Munch

His leaders were put into a devastating shock, to see their master eat raw the heart of a draconic monster.

'He is so great, oh, my master is a great man!' Crimson praised his heart with eyes widened and his mouth slightly opened in shock. If Kortopi and Jarvis could talk, they probably were saying the same thing.

[YOU HAVE CONSUMED A WYVERN'S HEART]

[YOU HAVE GAINED MORE COSMIC ENERGY]

[YOUR DARK ENERGY HAS GROWN]

[YOUR ARMY LIMIT HAS INCREASED BY TWOFOLD]

[YOU HAVE GAINED MORE VITALITY]

[YOU HAVE GAINED MORE ENDURANCE; YOUR BODY WILL BE ABLE TO WITHSTAND EXTREME PHYSICAL STRESS AND DAMAGE]

[YOU HAVE GAINED MORE STRENGTH]

[YOU HAVE GAINED UNIQUE ART 'FROSTWEAVER']

[YOU ARE PLAGUED WITH AN INSTATIABLE HUNGER FOR RAW MEAT, COUPLED WITH THE EFFECT OF GREED, YOU WILL DESIRE A LOT OF THEM]