The EX-factors
Their steps echoed in the hallway
Some supreme beings trembled in fear ; others groaned in pure disgust.They exuded a powerful presence as they walk towards the starry vortex of genesis. A disturbed look rolled down Mia's face as she realised that the downfall of her and the other EX-factors was, nigh.
Hailed as the 4 most powerful supreme beings second only to the overseer of reality. Since their joining of the supreme beings two thousand , five hundred years ago, it was their first time to experience the tournament of supreme beings , that comes along with an index core rest. "Am I really going return to being a mere tree sapling", Rin's voice distorted. Roshan could not answer her, lost in his own thoughts. The work to the vortex flet like going to be slain by an executor, "if only we had not been power drunk" touma was filled with regret. They could feel the stares of hate and animosity pierce through them like needles. For a group of supreme beings that had the weakest unindexed form ,the index core reset felt like a nightmare filled with dread.
They had finally arrived at what flet like an execution ground to them, the vortex of genesis.
" You have fifteen years to find your index cores" a voice struck like thunder as it shook the entirety of the vortex" the rules will imprinted on a rule book " the overseer of reality's gaze fell on the EX-factors, a crushing weight , weighed on their shoulders.
The vortex rumble as it spined white blinding emerged from its center , a voice echoed through the entire vortex as the light grew larger consuming the supreme beings one after another.
" Index core rest commencing, 1....2...3...4...5...6..7...8...9..10 "
The blinding white consumed Roshan, when he opened his eyes , he was standing in a complete waste land , no near civilizations , no buildings , no trees , just an endless desert filled with corpses that likely died out of starvation or a monster attack,it didn't seem to have a sun just a vast blue cloudless sky, the source light was unknown, it was scorching hot . "So this is my starting point" he knew what he would see if he checked his status after all it is a memory he carried with him for two millennias .
Name: Roshan
Tittle : none acquired
Age: 23
Class : debuffer
Grade: F
Hp: 50/50, Spd: 5
Mp: 180/180, strength:0, defense : 12
[Abilities]:
Slow effect : reduces the SPD of one target by 2 percent ,Mp cost : 90,
Duration: 2 minutes
Available status points: 0
Sweat driped from his body soaking his pain white shirt.The figures burnt into his eyes as he stared in disgust , " how could I ever forget this feeling" placing a hand over his head he grinned "of being weak and pathetic". He couldn't stay in one place forever after all he didn't have the luxury of self pity . He was a tyrant and an unstoppable force that destroyed three multiverses on his own but before,"the finality" there was the pathetic F grade weakling, a fact he has now realised after years of being drunk on power. With about five hundred and ninety-six entities out for his blood, he must find his index core before they find him.
Starting supplies, tools that were prepared for each supreme being on random, Roshan opened his pouch," this has to be a sick joke"
It included ten loafs of bread , a water can,
a C-grade bow that consumes 200 Mp to create a single arrow and a rule book. Every single item he was given were utterly useless to him. He opened the rule book and the very first rule he saw, pierced him like a dagger to the heart "Rule No.1 there will be no penalty for killing a fellow supreme being
within the alotted time of fifteen years" . Even though he was killed , his killer wouldn't be punished, a dreadful smile rolled across his " so I can kill without thinking twice".
Roshan walked in the desert with no idea of where he was heading.
Garrrhhhh!!
A huge desert worm emerged from beneath the sand and lunged down at him , with it's mouth that contained a number of teeths than he could not count in that split second.
He pushed his body with all his might dodging the attack twisting his left arm in the process, blood gushed out rigorously staining his white ,pale skin. The desert worm was not done as it raised it head from the ground steaming with fury , it gwarled.
Roshan ran , the physical pain he bared was nothing compared to the psychological trauma inflicted upon him " I destroyed arcane beasts with just my breath.... But now am running from a mere worm ..... pathetic....I am so pathetic indeed"
The worm was only getting closer , out of desperation he used slow , due to the loss of half his Mp , fatigue set in , the speed reduction on the earth worm was visible but it still wasn't enough, left with no other option,
he casted slow again totally depleting his mp , he fell flat on the sand out of exhaustion , just as he thought he had lost the worm , the sand beneath his skin began to rumble, he turned his back it was the worm approaching him with increased speed , then it dawned on him that slow only lasted for two minutes, he laid silently as the rumbling sand vibrated under his skin.
Overcomed with regret , agony , disgust and a rage he could barely control,with the very last of his strength , he tried to stand on his feet , blood poured from his hand wetting the very ground beneath him , he fell again , a failed attempt to rise , but Roshan did not care he staggered as tried again , clutching down on his bleeding arm he rose to his feet , eyes burning with rage , he reached for the bow in his pouch and with the last fibre of his being he broke it into two pieces , holding them like a pair daggers , the desert worm stood before him like a mountain , he was determined to overcome , it lunged downwards with full force, consuming him whole. Or so it taught , a bow piece , pierced it's hide from within, it raised its head screaming in agony, Roshan hung unto its head " let's see who gets consumed first".