Arpious of the Planes

"ROOOOOOOOOAAAAR!"

The king roared like a raging beast before pushing all the red aura on his body into his arm and sword, which had quadrupled in size, allowing it to smash through the massive shield easily.

On the other hand, my death made weapons just slightly hindered his movements as overwhelming pain began to harras him.

[Partial Death Manipulation] is a lie as the partial part basically negates the death part as it only inflicts huge amounts of pain as if you were dying. It can't really kill anybody significant, but more like small fry.

My only guess so far is that [Full Death Manipulation] will allow me to kill somebody if I want to instantly, but there are probably limits, such as this skill can only instantly kill somebody if they are weaker than me.

"How much longer!" I shout as I readied my long black sword and prepared myself to block the massive sword that was about to be slammed on top of us.

"I got it," Kumo mutters before squeezing her palm.

Suddenly, the king set on killing us with all his might slid against the ground before us.

His blood-red aura and demonic appearance suddenly disappeared, and when I checked his pulse and heartbeat, I felt nothing.

And not long after, blood started to pour from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears while his skin turned a deathly white, signaling his full death.

We all looked at Kumo in shock while she just smugly smiled before gesturing for me to turn the king into one of my own undead.

A wide smile streaked across my face while my heart pumped with adrenaline.

"We have returned, Mistress," My necromantic soldiers say, taking a knee in front of me, but all I replied with was,

"Hold on… Genesis," I mutter before seeing turquoise aura radiate from my body and then enter the dead king's corpse.

The sounds of cracking bones and the tearing of flesh filled the air. And not long after the grotesque sounds disappeared, the surviving soldiers of the original army stationed here ran over to us while watching the disturbing but yet beautiful sight.

The king had risen while taking a much taller and bigger form, representing his soul, which my skill had taken care of.

He was a larger than what he seemed to be type of person, but you didn't need to dive that deep as all you had to do was take one look at his bloodlust and aura.

"I greet my new Mistress," The king says, taking one knee in front of me.

"What is your name?" I ask the large man below me.

"Your humble servant's name is Dior,"

"Good, now stay with my other servants who will help you get used to your newly acquired skills… but let me ask you something, do you still have your soul equipment?"

"I do," The king replies, summoning his massive sword from before, which disappeared after he died.

"Good… I expect much from you, so don't let me down," I said before looking up at where Arpious should've been.

She's gone? Did she use her throne world?

"Yes, she used a throne world," I hear a cold and merciless voice come from ahead of me.

"It's been a while… Reyna," I say after seeing the beautiful and curvaceous woman with dark purple hair walk up to us with her other friends right behind her.

"Oh, how did you find out my name?"

"Arpious told us… It seems she's taken a liking to you guys, but as I don't know what happened, you'll have to resolve it yourselves," I reply with a smile that made Reyna's cold expression flinch.

"*sigh*... I already know why she's trying to push us away… It's cause we're human, right? Well, that's my best guess anyway as I couldn't figure out any other reason besides me playing with her a bit," Reyna says, licking her lips.

I knew I didn't like this woman. This unsettling rage whenever I see her is extremely hard to contain, and it seems the other girls agree with me.

"You feel it don't you? That squeezing and burning feeling in your chest whenever you see us… Well, it's the same for us. It's a natural reaction among races, so don't feel too left out as you're all intelligent monsters and not demi-humans… maybe except for the wolf woman over there," Reyna says with eyes that almost looked down on us.

I see… No wonder I want to kill this woman so bad.

Subconsciously, a black and turquoise aura began to rise from my body, causing the humans in front of me to take a slight step back.

"*sigh*... I still want to be friends with Arpious despite all this hate, though… And I'm sure this can change as I didn't feel much hate towards her before I knew she was a monster, so if anybody can do it… then Arpious could be the one to break this taboo," Reyna says while taking a glance at the king who was still kneeling in front of me.

She shook her head in disappointment while her friends behind her began to talk about what they can do to convince Arpious.

"When will you be back-" I mutter but was suddenly cut off by the sound of something shattering and Arpious falling to the ground.

She quickly got onto her knees but began to grip her head as she cried… She cried harder than I had ever seen before.

…

(Arpious POV)

VWOOMP

Suddenly, my X-shaped cross made of black flames had disappeared into thin air, causing me to hesitate with my next move due to shock.

What the hell just happened…

And as if it was never there, my left arm and katana had disappeared into thin air.

Looking up in shock, I saw Lan at the end of a clawing motion as if he tore the air around me and my arm and katana went with it.

"What the hell-"

But before I could even react again, Lan tore his hand through the air while it was in the shape of a claw.

SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH

My left leg was gone. And then my right arm. And then my right leg…

I had lost all my limbs in an instant, and for some reason, my mind shut down. I was so surprised and shocked that I lost consciousness almost instantly before hearing,

'I'll take over,'

…

Chirp Chirp Chirp

There was a time where I wasn't able to adapt so easily… And that was after I realized what I had done with my parents.

It was a hot summer day in Florida, and the chirping of cicadas rung through the air.

I didn't have the money to pay for the electricity that month, so I was forced to lay on my bed, sweating profusely as my tear dry and empty eyes stared at my room's blank ceiling.

I had already begun to regret killing my parents, and the squeezing feeling in my chest wouldn't disappear.

"It hurts," I mutter before rolling over to my side, leaking another tear that was caught on my cheek.

Despite being so young, I was forced to live on my own after my parents died, while none of my relatives wanted to take me in.

This with my parent's sudden death, which I refused to accept despite me killing them, I had fallen into a deep depression.

Suicide. Suicide. Escape. I need to escape. Death… Please, somebody, bring me death…

Ding dong

The sound of the doorbell ringing was heard, so I weakly sat up from my bed, threw my legs off my covers, and then walked downstairs.

"Who is it?" I ask without even touching the door handle or looking through the peephole.

"Guess who?" A little girl's voice asks, and all I could hear was cheer and joy in her voice.

Sighing once, I open the door and stare dead into the little girl's eyes in front of me.

Long dark purple hair reached her waist and purple eyes that seemed to be ripped straight from a nebula.

"Hi!"

"What do you want?"

"I wanted to see you!"

"Why,"

"Cause you seemed to be struggling,"

"Why would you care,"

"Let me help you,"

T-this girl can help me? I need help...

"Then… please help kill me," I mutter while reaching out my hands and placing them on the little girl's shoulders.

"H-huh? W-why,"

"I can't take it… It hurts too much… And I can't find the confidence to kill myself… But I want to die so badly at the same time… so please… kill me," I beg with tear-dried eyes staring directly into the shaking little girl in front of me.

"Y-you can't die,"

"Why,"

"C-cause you can't! If you do, I'll be sad!" The little girl shouts, stomping in place.

"Then you're useless," I respond before slamming the door in the little girl's face.

"Wait! Don't go! Hold on; I'll get help!" The little girl shouts while I could hear slowly dimming footsteps running away from my house, leftover by my parent's inheritance.

Tup Tup Tup

I walked through the house's dark hall before reaching the kitchen, where I grabbed the sharpest knife I could find and pressed it against my neck.

My hands began to shake, and I spaced out for a bit, and I only came back once I heard a banging on my door.