God Is A Game Designer - 124 C123 Onwards to Death

Back in the mortal world. Standing at the bottom of the ravine with the wind whirling around as the whole process had finished. Nathan was looking down at the woman with angelic wings. Her body laying flat on the ground as strange white like tattoo lines started to grow along with her skin like a virus.

Two small gems were appearing in her temples as the contract change was beginning. The soul contract morphing the woman’s body as any trip into the soul realm caused massive changes. Even if the body remained in the world and had not gone the lingering effects on the soul caused changes to the body that it was attached to which caused the body to become like the soul.

During the time he thought this was a game he had never had an issue regards this as his body and soul remained the same. His soul attached to the world which caused no changes everytime he entered and exited the realm.

Looking around at the area after the damage caused by both of them fighting made his smile grow. This area used to be a death pit for those tossed from the bridge while now it was also a scene or a grizzly battle.

“Well. Look’s like you will be different when you wake up. I think we are all different after going there.”

Standing from the woman as he checked to make sure she was still alright. His movement defined as he walked towards the breach in the wall. His power having faded after such extensive use of his abilities. Taking time before he even reached the entrance due to the slower pace he took.

After arriving inside it only took him ten minutes before he reached the staircase. Following the left side as he descended as he continued to follow the path left. The light was growing darker the further he fell further along the route.

The old stonework damp and weathered due to the age of the structure. Eventually reaching a dead end as Nathan pressed his fingers against the stonework as he tried to push it open. Each press was doing nothing to the stonework.

“Oh fuck this.”

With his annoyance, he pressed the power into his fingers as he touched them against the stonework with all the strength his fingers could muster. The creaking of the stonework around him before a thunderous crack echoed through the underground dungeon.

The wall in front of him splintering into pieces as they flew down the corridor ahead as Nathan stepped past the ruined ‘Secret’ door. Heading down the passage past the rubble, ruins and other destroyed objects thanks to his display of light power.

Entering into the larger chamber after passing the many areas damaged by his power. His eyes adjusted to the lower light as he noticed several members of staff staring at him in surprise as they held a light source in otherwise pitch darkness.

Every one clearly a member of the church as they felt the fear running through them as the intruder had entered without them knowing about it in advance. Being so deep inside the structure they had no chance to try and escape from the man who had now appeared after making so much noise.

“Who are you?”

The woman muttered as she stared at him with a blush creeping onto her cheeks as she stepped back with fear and awe. The man holding the lantern started to shake as the last member who was an old man seemed to be shivering.

Nathan had seen that each of these members wielded sizeable strange skinning knives with the scent of death rising from them. His eyes were looking around at the old man as he noticed a chunk of flesh from his hand.

“You DARED!”

His voice holding the power of might as the structure cracked around them all. The woman getting pushed back in surprise as she let out a scream. The man’s lantern was cracking and breaking as the light went out and the old man sadly passing out due to the pure shock.

Nathan’s eyes leaking pure energy as he stepped forward as death energy covered him before spreading out and covering the lantern man, the death power entering into his body before his body decayed rapidly before only a skeleton remained.

The woman continued to scream as she noticed her friend died. The old man having fainted and maybe even dead after hitting the hard stone floor with such power. Her eyes were going back to the man as she pulled back.

“I’m sorry! Please do not!”

She crawled back into the main chamber as she dragged herself over the broken glass and past her dead friend. Blood was spilling to the floor as she wept.

Nathan was stepping forward as his hand grabbed the woman’s skull, tears falling between his fingers as his eyes held nothing but anger as he looked at the woman.

“Did she scream for you not to do so as you tore her flesh off.”

His words like the reaper as his grip grew tighter, the woman crying out again as she became lifted from the floor in such a state. Her eyes are staring at the man as she could say nothing.

“We feel pain still. You used such items to do this damage to her while skinning her alive. But fear not as I shall spare you her fate.”

The woman was seeming to feel relaxed as he said he was going to spare her such a fate. Her smile was coming on as her tears continue to flow.

“I shall instead give you a quick death.”

The words were ice on her as she started to struggle and scream, unable to escape as the power of might itself flooded his fingers and crushed her skull with just a small twitch of his fingers. Blood and brain matter was flowing all over the floor and around him.

Nathan cleaned his hand on her robe before moving on as he spoke.

“Be glad for my mercy.”