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Within an underground dungeon deep within the Eastgrande Family territory, an old demon's soul raged.

"GRAAAAAAAARRGGH! I CAN'T… BELIEVE THIS! AFTER SO LONG…! IT CAN'T… BE!"

Necron, the Ancient Sage, the demon who had made the entire world of Terra his playground in the past raged in anger and frustration!

After his soul has been without a body for so long, his mind had been slowly deteriorating, he was no longer the same old demon, as he had become more impatient, insane, and perhaps senile.

This is why, against his usual demeanor, which was cold and calculative, he became desperate, raging, filled with wrath and frustration.

If this were the Necron of the past, he would simply think about his next course of action, however, now that he had weakened so much, and that his soul had become so phantasmal, much like the ghosts that Frank said, he was becoming obsessed with certain emotions and ideals, and when they were broken before him, he simply exploded with fury.

Dranya, the red-skinned demoness serving him since she found him within the inheritance grounds of his old castle was prostrating before his crystal ball, as he exuded an enormous aura of purple and black colors.

"Please, calm down, my lord!"

"C-Calm down?! Why would I CALM DOWN?! Everything… EVERYTHING WENT HORRIBLY WRONG! AFTER PLANNING FOR SO LONG… MY NEW BODY WAS… WITHIN MY GRASP…! AARRGGH! SUCH A BITTER FEELING!"

"Please, my lord! Don't lose your focus, or the enemy will take advantage of it! Remember who you are, don't let your wrath take over your ideals and desires! You are more than a decrepit man, you are Necron, a Great Ancient Sage!" cried the demoness, as Necron slowly calmed down, as he heard her comforting words, she made him remember who he truly was.

Blinded by rage, he was going insane and without realizing it he leaked a large amount of his power to the outside world… he quickly suppressed it into the crystal ball, as he sighed.

Necron began to contemplate why he had thrown such a tantrum… he was not really like this.

At all…

"My soul… after being so much without a body, it had grown like that of a specter or a ghost, my emotions are mixing together and my thoughts becoming warped. Without a brain to sustain my mind, everything becomes harder to process… I must… calm down…" he sighed, as Dranya felt a bit better now that her lord was calming himself down.

Necron immediately realized that his previous conduct was not really how he used to be, he was cunning, calm, and cold.

Screaming in complete wrath was not him at all.

This was because of the deterioration of one's soul.

No matter how strong a mortal could grow, Necron was still a mortal, and a mortal soul would usually suffer many things if it were to exist for too much within a world filled with miasma such as Terra.

His soul was being protected by the crystal ball as of now, and this is why the miasma had only been slowly eroding him, but now, after thousands of years, it seemed that he was already showing symptoms of dementia.

Even without a brain, the mind could exist within the soul, but the brain was a very necessary organ to maintain thoughts enclosed within a space, neurons.

If a soul were taken away from its brain, the mind would flow everywhere around the soul without anywhere to stop and gather thoughts, many dead spirits went insane due to this condition, and although Necron had suppressed this, after thousands of years, he was being affected at the end.

"My lord… please, calm down for now. Let's think about what to do now," said Dranya.

"This calls for desperate measures. We must attack the Rank 5 and steal back the Tree of Rebirth at all costs… I know that it was him as I saw through the eyes of those I brainwashed. I saw the aura of a Rank 5… or something perhaps beyond it. If I want to revive, there's nothing else than to fight against him, kill him, and get back what I want," sighed Necron.

"I see… There's no other option then…" said the demoness.

"Indeed. It is a good thing that you had recently broken through Rank 5 Initial Stage, you should be more than capable of fighting against him, alongside the many artifacts I will give you, it should be fairly possible for you to defeat him as long as you go with the army I had built of brainwashed Magus. If things get to the worst possible scenario, you can use the forbidden spell and absorb the souls of the Magus too, so gain more temporary power," said Necron.

"I see. Very well then, we have to try this. We cannot let him run away with such a precious artifact as if nothing!" said Dranya, bracing herself.

However…

BOOOOM!!!

A loud explosion made the entire underground tremble, as Necron and the demoness expanded their senses and felt the presence of a Rank 5 Magus up above!

"It's… him?!" asked Dranya.

"No… It is the other man, Akron… Damn it all, so he had already come here?" said Necron.

"I have to take care of him before anything else is lost! He probably has come for the Jewel of Eternal Life after realizing the one Gustav gave him was a fake one!" said Dranya.

"Hmmh… All the plans I have are simply being shattered in from of my eyes… Just like in my previous life. Life always has many challenges, and it is never completely correct nor possible to predict… But this…!" muttered Necron, as he considered reviving himself with what he already had and simply forbid the idea of becoming completely immortal for the time being.

"I will go fight him, my lord… there's no one else that can match Akron's strength…!" said Dranya, as she disappeared from the place with a blink.

Meanwhile, within the large manor of the Eastgrande Family, a gray wolf-kin beastmen was wreaking havoc, destroying everything by generation weapons made of liquid metal.

Gustav was running away from the raging man, as he screamed his lungs out.

"Where is the real one, GUSTAV?! WHERE IS IT?!"

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