Saga of The Night God

"And let...this.....one be born...anew.... as child....of...night's...guise." Saying the last words, he passed out.

"Oh, he's passed out. What did you do to him?" Alex asked, noticing that Erwin had lost consciousness.

"I just used a small illusion on him. Now I've made him bleed. He is mine, right?" Meredith replied.

Meredith turned to Alex and James, grinning triumphantly. "Well, that was quite the game, wasn't it?" she said, twirling the knife in her hand. "I must say, I quite enjoyed it."

Alex rolled her eyes, a smirk on her face. "You seem to enjoy these kinds of games, Meredith. It's like you have a sick obsession with making people suffer."

James chuckled, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, you definitely have a twisted mind, Meredith. But I have to admit, that was a pretty good game. "

Meredith shrugged, a glint in her eye. "I just have a talent for this, I guess. And he was an easy target."

The three Psychos continued to talk, ignorant of Erwin, who was now looking at a humanoid creature.

Erwin's astral form was hovering in the same space. As he gazed at the humanoid creature, he noticed that it had a strange aura around it, and he could feel its power.

The creature that Erwin was facing had a humanoid shape, but its features were far from human. Its dark eyes were much larger than a human's, and they glowed with a silver light. The creature's nose was almost non-existent, and its face was dominated by a thin, lipless mouth that seemed to stretch too wide. Its skin was a pale, almost ghostly shade of white, and it had an ethereal quality that made it seem almost translucent.

The creature's hair was the most striking feature. It was silver, but it did not look natural. Instead, it seemed to be made of some sort of metallic material, like wires or fibers. The hair shimmered and glinted in the dim light, and it gave the creature an otherworldly appearance.

Erwin couldn't help but think that the creature looked like it was trying to cosplay as a futuristic robot. He had to suppress a chuckle when he saw the metallic hair, wondering if it was some sort of cybernetic extension or just a really weird wig. The creature's pale, ghostly skin made it look like it had never seen the sun, and Erwin couldn't resist the urge to offer it some sunscreen.

"Excuse me, do you need some SPF 50? I have some in my backpack," Erwin joked, trying to lighten the mood.

The creature merely blinked its large, silver eyes at him in confusion, clearly not getting the joke. Erwin couldn't blame it, though. He was pretty sure the concept of sun protection didn't exist in whatever world this creature came from.

He decided to put the humor aside for now and focus on the serious matter at hand. The fate of this realm was at stake, and he couldn't afford to let his comedic tendencies get in the way of his heroics.

"Who are you?" Erwin asked.

The creature turned to face him, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. "I am Seris, the grim spirt of black grimoire." it said, its voice deep and resonant.

Erwin recognized the name Seris immediately. He had spoken with the grim spirit before, but only in his mind. This was the first time Erwin was meeting Seris face-to-face, or rather, face-to-ethereal form.

"Seris," Erwin said, surprised. "I remember you. We've spoken before, in my mind."

Seris's glowing eyes narrowed in recognition. "Indeed, we have, child. And now we meet in the flesh, or rather, in the astral realm."

Erwin nodded, still taken aback by the fact that he was speaking with a creature that existed beyond the physical world. "The spell I was chanting. What was that for?"

"It wasn't a spell. It was a prayer to the almighty God of Night," Seris explained, smiling slightly.

"Prayer for what?" Erwin asked, a little confused.

"It was prayer to night god for Your bloodline awakening." Seris said.

Erwin's confusion deepened. "My bloodline? What do you mean?" he asked.

Seris leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "You have a bloodline and it is special, Erwin. It has the potential to awaken the power of the Night God within you."

Erwin's eyes widened in surprise. "Me? Awaken the power of the Night God? but why are you here?" he repeated incredulously.

Seris gave a solemn nod. "Indeed, the prayer was for you. And that, my friend, is precisely why I'm here." He paused for a moment and let out a deep sigh, looking a little melancholic. "You see, I was meant to be a gift from the Night God to your ancestors, but... well, things didn't quite work as they were supposed to." He then continued, "But now your body is receiving the Majesty's power, and that's why you find yourself here."

Erwin was still trying to process the information. "So, you're saying that I have the potential to awaken the power of the Night God? What does that even mean?"

Seris regarded him with a thoughtful expression. "The power of the Night God is a sacred and ancient magic that has been passed down through your bloodline for generations. It is a power that can only be awakened by a chosen few, and those who possess it are destined for great things."

Erwin was starting to feel a little overwhelmed by all of this. "Destined for great things? Like what?"

Seris smiled enigmatically. "That is not for me to say, child. The path that lies before you is yours to discover. But know this: the power of the Night God is not to be taken lightly. With great power comes great responsibility, and it is up to you to use that power wisely."

Erwin nodded slowly, feeling the weight of the responsibility that was being thrust upon him. He knew that he had a lot to learn, and he was determined to do whatever it took to master this power and use it for the greater good.

As he was lost in thought, he suddenly remembered the Psychos and turned to face them. "Wait, what about them? We can't just leave them here to cause more trouble."

Seris followed his gaze and regarded the trio with a dispassionate expression. "you have to take care of them on your own. I can't do anything to them."

Erwin nodded in agreement, knowing that there was nothing more they could do for the Psychos at the moment. He turned back to Seris, his mind buzzing with questions.

"Okay, so if I have this power, what do I do with it? How do I use it?"

"I'm afraid I don't have much time to explain, Erwin. You have to find the answers on your own. But I can give you a clue," Seris said.

Erwin nodded eagerly, hoping that the clue would help him make sense of the situation.

"The answer lies in the place where the light of the moon touches the earth," Seris said cryptically.

Erwin frowned, not entirely sure what that meant. "What does that even mean?" he asked.

As Seris attempted to speak, his body began to fade away, prompting him to give a slight, wistful expression and utter, "It seems that my time has come to an end."

Erwin watched in surprise as Seris ethereal form began to fade away. "Wait, where are you going?" he asked, reaching out as if to grab the fading figure.

Seris gave him a sad smile. "My time here is up, Erwin. But know this: the power of the Night God is not something to be taken lightly. Use it wisely, and remember that with great power comes great responsibility." With those final words, Seris vanished completely, leaving Erwin alone in the astral realm.

Erwin stood there for a few moments, trying to process everything that had just happened. He had just learned that he had the potential to awaken a great power within him, a power that had been passed down through his bloodline for generations. But what did that even mean? And how was he supposed to awaken this power? He realized that he had many questions, and that he needed to find some answers.

"But first....."Erwin looked around at the vast expanse of white space, frustration etched on his face. "How in the fuck am I supposed to get out of here?" he exclaimed, his tone tinged with anger.

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The three hobbyists were in the middle of sharing their interests when James noticed something strange happening to the child. His small body began to emit a bright glow, which grew stronger by the second. "What's going on with him?" James exclaimed, his eyes fixed on the child.

Meredith furrowed her brows in confusion and closed her eyes, trying to sense something. When she looked at him again, she said with the same bewildered expression, "it's so strange, very large amount of mana is gathering here."

As the Erwin's glow intensified, the surrounding objects began to shake and rattle. The three of them huddled together, unsure of what to do.

Suddenly, the body levitated off the ground and began to spin rapidly. James and the others could feel the energy emanating from him.

"Kill him before he awakens fully." Out of the darkness stepped a figure cloaked in a long black robe. His face was obscured by a hood, making it impossible to see his features.

James stepped forward, extending his hand in a peaceful gesture. "Who are you? What do you want? You can't kill him. He is going to be my masterpiece," he asked calmly.

The figure didn't respond, and instead, he lifted his hand and sent a blast of dark energy towards Erwin. However, the attack was stopped by the red dagger. Meredith turned towards the figure, her body enveloped in a red aura. "Who dares to hurt my prey?" she demanded, her voice laced with anger.

Meredith and James both reacted quickly, rushing to Erwin's side and shielding him from further attacks. But the figure wasn't done yet. He continued to launch blasts of dark energy at them, causing the ground to shake and crack beneath their feet.

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