“A voice of agony was echoing through the caves. The voice was screaming in pain for hours before it stopped. The voice didn't go silent because the pain he has endured for so many years stopped, but because it realized something. It realized a fact so impossible and so devious that it took him hours to comprehend what was going on.

It screamed.

That was sole fact that made him forget about the pain he's feeling right now, that made him forget his agony.

'What? How is that possible' he thought while still too confused to fully comprehend what just happened.

Then the being within the whirlpool of magic and torture understood something else. Something that was unthinkable for him, yet it truly happened.

'I can see? Is that... a body? How is that possible?' he questioned to himself while looking at his own new body.

It wasn't the same one he used to have. The body that he had in his past was that of a physical weak human, but now he was something different. His once weak body that was broken by the god he forged was replaced by one full of power and energy! His once pale skin has turned dark blue with white markings all over it.

At this moment, the agony came back. He screamed and cried out of pain and happiness at the same time while he willed his body to leave the whirlpool. He crashed against the floor of the dark cave after escaping his eternal prison.

And then, he laughed. Would someone have been there they would have probably ran away in fear of encountering a madman. But he wasn't mad, not after he changed at least. He turned mad a few hundred years after his torture began, but it was over now. Somehow with his new body came a mind cleared of all poisons, a mind that was restored after it already broke apart and shattered multiple times.

After laughing for a long while he looked at himself once again and finally understood what happened.

'Magic? My body is made out of magic? Pure mana is flowing through my veins. As if I were... a god?' he realized after investigating his body.

He truly turned into a divine being. It seems that every time the magic around him within this whirlpool ripped a bit of him apart, this bit manifested itself within the flow of mana. And so, very slowly but steadily his mind took over the torture device and after having taken over enough, his biggest desire was fulfilled by the magic that had his will in embedded within it.

It formed a new body for him.

Being made out of magic and mana makes one almost immortal. There are very few things that can hurt one with such a body and even fewer things can actually be dangerous for such a god.

'How Ironic,' he thought, 'After killing our gods and creating one that destroyed us all, I myself have turned divine? If the gods weren't dead, I would have blamed them for making such a bad joke.'

And then a shock went through his body. Shock and fear. That was right, they created a god. One stronger and mightier than all the dead ones combined. And this god was still alive.

The young divine abruptly stood up and looked around himself. It was here that the beast watched over him and smirked at his pain. But the cave was empty now. Only he and this whirlpool in the center of it was left.

'W-Where is he?' he asked himself nervously.

After thinking about it for a while he used an ability only a god can activate, the divine sense. While having a rather showy name the skill itself was quite simple. He would simply spread his senses in a wide area around him by using mana. The only difference between this skill and the power of a mortal is that his mana far surpasses normal beings.

After using his sense, he was once again surprised. First of all, the beast was sleeping. Far up high over the clouds, over the heavens and over the stars he resided and slept. The other surprising thing were gods that dwell over there as well, between the stars and the heavens.

'New gods have been born? And this presence... are those, humans? Elves? Dwarfs? They are all back!' he said out loud while being excited about the rebirth of this world.

But then he fell into silence while starting to shake out of fear. Inside his head was a question, a question he would like an answer for and at the same time feared this answer.

When will the beast awaken?”

-From the thoughts of the Lost One

*Third Person POV*

Prince Julius is currently reading a report he was given to by his Royal Guard. The report describes a few very unsettling things that were happening within his kingdom. Usually, his father would be the one reading and dealing with such reports but he is currently bedridden because of a major illness.

“What?! You can't be serious! This sounds like a story you would tell your kids in order to scare them or something!” (Prince Julius)

The report is so absurd that Julius doubts it's truth, even though he knows that no lie should be written within it. The young prince is still irritated tough and gets rather angry because of that. This causes the Royal Guard to fear for his life. The last Guard that made a major mistake and angered the Prince was executed after all.

“N-no, I'm sorry but that's the truth my prince!” (Royal Guard)

“*sigh* Alright, then conclude once again what's happening right now all over my god damn kingdom!” (Prince Julius)

It irritates the guard a bit that Julius is already referring to the Human Kingdom as 'his' even though he has yet to ascend the throne.

“Ye-yes my lord! It started a week ago. There were reports of people vanishing all over the eastern region of our beloved nation! And then, a village was attacked by skeletons riding on giant spiders! The undead riders seem to only target small villages and kill everyone inside! The number of victims are already over a thousand sir!” (Royal Guard)

“I still have trouble believing his! There shouldn't be a rouge Necromancer! Also, giant spiders? Where are those supposed to come from?!” (Royal Guard)

“We have no idea sir, but it's a fact that those reports are not false! I have some soldiers sitting outside who were always loyal to us that claim they saw it! They describe the scene as a revelation from hell itself!” (Royal Guard)

“This is unbelievable! We have to find who is guilty of this crime!” (Prince Julius)

“There is more my lord!” (Royal Guard)

“What?! Did you forget to tell me that those spiders had wings and spit fire?!” (Prince Julius)

“N-no my lord. There were also reports about a figure that seems to be leading the fiends. He is described as a mage inside dark robes and with a powerful staff on his side. He wears a skull mask that has a crown attached to it.” (Royal Road)

“Well, this guy is most likely our evil necromancers, isn't he? We need to kill him! We need to take this guy down in order for this madness to stop!” (Prince Julius)

“Should I send our assassins?” (Royal Guard)

“No! They are busy looking for the one who killed my wife.” (Prince Julius)

“Isn't this more important though, my lord?” (Royal Guard)

The Guard immediately regrets what he said and quickly tries to correct himself, but Julius is already in front of him. The prince grabs the Guard by his throat and lifts him up in the air while smashing him into a wall.

“WHAT?! WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY YOU MAGGOT?!” (Prince Julius)

“I'm sorry my lord, my tongue just slipped I didn't mean to say that!” (Royal Guard)

The Guard gives his best to speak up while his throat is slowly being crushed. Already fearing that it's over for him, he finally gets to breathe again when the Prince lets go of his throat and watches the guard sliding of the wall and falling to his knees.

“…Better so. Send the Elementals. Let those assholes deal with this guy.” (Prince Julius)

“Aren't they a bit... to flashy for an assassin mission?” (Royal Guard)

The Royal Guard wasn't wrong there. While the elementals are all A-Class Adventurers of great power, they are also quite crazy. This causes them to be rather hated by others. Usually, they would only be sent to missions that involve killing a large monster or something like that.

“It doesn't matter. They should be strong enough to kill this small necromancer. Just take care of it while I keep searching for Yunas killer, got it? Don't bother me again.“ (Julius)

“Yes, Sir!” (Royal Guard)

And with those words the Royal Guard leaves the room and runs to the sleeping quarters of the elementals.

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Authors Note: Do you like mounted spiders?