My Fate System - Chapter 177

The skull spun in the air, giggling as it flew from one side of the field to another. Nikolai blinked his eyes as he saw a skeleton receive the skull with his sword, striking it toward the other side.

“What the hell are they doing?” muttered the confused Nikolai as he stared at the skeleton, joyfully jumping around. The one who seemed the most thrilled was none other than the beheaded skeleton. “Are they having a match of some sorts?”

Nikolai never thought that his undead would be this aware. When undead are mentioned, like those in the City of Rohan, one would imagine lifeless monsters. However, these skeletons had more energy than three Nikolais combined.

“Gaaah,” roared a giant ghoul as he grabbed the skull and crushed it. It was his latest undead monster, Ghoul Soldier. He encountered one in his past life, a rare undead famed for his strength but neither agility nor intelligence.

Unlike the rest of his skeletons, it also devoured the living, which seemed content with just killing them. However, Nikolai noticed that it grew stronger after eating a corpse earlier, making him pleased.

The other skeletons seemed upset with the monster, who was laughing (?), and the mage even fired a chaos arrow at it. Nikolai did not try to prevent this but watched with interest as the attack struck the ghoul.

However, the ghoul did not die or need regeneration but only had a small wound on his chest. The giant lanky monster hunched forward as he examined his chest before screaming at the mage.

The two sides then got into a fight, a ghoul versus five skeletons with one of them headless. The outcome was not clear, but it was a mess.

“Enough,” sighed Nikolai as he jumped from the bedrock. “I don’t mind if you play around like this, but don’t forget that we can be attacked at any moment. Do not hurt each other.”

“Gooo…” the lanky giant monster lowered his head, looking ashamed. Nikolai thought it was cute, but others would disagree seeing its rotten wounds.

“I have to say that I expected another skeleton mage,” stared Nikolai at the ghoul with a pondering expression. “However, you came out. I like you, but what can you do other than being a wall?”

Nikolai did not need an undead to defend itself, because it would generate anyway. The monster in front of him was known for its strength, but it had slow reflexes.

“Jeee,” grinned the ghoul as it grabbed Nikolai by the waist and lifted him. Nikolai did not resist nor did he panic, as he learned to trust the undead. The ghoul placed him on top of his shoulder, which was big enough for Nikolai to sit.

“You must be at least four meters tall,” laughed Nikolai as he grabbed the bandages on the rotten head. “Are you going to carry me from now on?”

The ghoul happily nodded, and Nikolai almost lost balance. Nikolai laughed while the rest of the undead looked at the ghoul with hate. Then, they surrounded him as if trying to protect Nikolai.

The scene was almost comical, but a strange emotion rose in his heart. Nikolai never felt such a devoted worship by anyone before, always trying to win his favor. The group of the undead then set sail toward their next destination, Abani Ruins.

The darkness stretched far, but it had an end. The ghoul took large strides that turned into a clumsy sprint. After getting used to the method of transportation, Nikolai realized that it was indeed more efficient.

Along the way, Nikolai took out some of his gold and jewels, which belong to the Rainmaker House, and fed it to his skill. His fight against the high spirit and Lilith consumed his Absolute Charge, and he needed to sacrifice a lot of gold to refill it.

“I am buying my life,” muttered Nikolai as he watched the gold disappear into his palm as if it had a mouth. The skill was charged fully after it consumed half of the gold, and it was a terrifying amount. “Ten thousand gold.”

This money belonged to a fearsome family, but Nikolai was not worried about it being traced. The Rainmaker House can never track down what does not exist anymore.

“Maybe that miss has some intel about Hyde,” muttered Nikolai as he yawned. As he stood to the side, he took out the notebook and started reading it. The young miss was truly a zealous documenter of everything, all to the finest details.

His undead were fighting some monster at the moment, which was stronger than they can handle. However, it seems Ghoul showed its powers at last and pinned the monster down as the rest attacked it.

“Battle of Alil Village?” frowned Nikolai as he read the title. This section mentioned a battle that happened a month ago after the assassination attempt against the Rosian princess.

Memories flashed in his mind as he remembered what should have happened. Nikolai pretended to be the retainer of the princess and used the ritual to which she was its offering to sneak into Celestia.

That means that after the ritual failed and Nikolai sneaked into Celestia, the princess and his friend, which was also her childhood friend, escaped beyond the border to Alil Village.

“This was the beginning of a war in my past life,” muttered Nikolai. “However, the rise of the undead prevented both kingdoms from emerging victorious. However, this time, the darkness came in the way and prevented the war from escalating.”

The darkness crippled the world by its appearance, and kingdoms worked together for the first time in centuries to find ways to reestablish their trade routes. However, Nikolai knew that this was temporary peace.

There was a reason that domains appeared later down the line. The gods grew powerful the more they were worshiped, and their candidates were the same. This pushed the lords into fighting against each other for power and supremacy.

This was the reason that Nikolai hated Celestia and everyone who represents it. This pushed him into thinking about Valkyrie, who was the reason his life was ruined ever since he got into the academy.

“I was toyed with,” Nikolai gritted his teeth as he almost ripped the notebook apart. “That is not the time for this. This lifetime has a living Lucas, and I wonder what happened to him.”

His eyes read the rest of the notebook as his undead killed the monster. A crystal appeared quietly in his subspace, piling with the others.

“The Bastard of Griffin,” Nikolai found a mention of him at the end of the pages. However, this was the section for the result of the battle. “Critically injured by a dark being. Lost an arm.”

The words came out of his mouth and turned into dust, gathering on his skin, prickling it with goosebumps. Nikolai stared at the words and his hands started trembling.

“This was also… because of me?” laughed Nikolai. “Am I cursed to hurt those I care about? I tried. I sweat I tried to make sure that they are safe. However,” he started laughing at the irony. “I still ended up hurting him. This is ridiculous!” he roared as he threw the notebook, and it rolled across the dirt.

The undead stopped moving as they glared at him breathing rapidly. Nikolai could feel his vision growing narrower and darker. His existence suddenly seemed small, as if he was trapped by something greater than himself.

“Haha,” he hollowly laughed. “I am trapped by nothing. This is simply who I am. I tried to avoid being a carrier of suffering, but it seems that I can never escape such a fate. Those I care about will be hurt, so all I need to do is to stop caring.”

Nikolai accepted that this was his fate. The world returned to normal as he breathed deeply, but something inside him snapped. He realized that he was delusional for even thinking that he had a place in anyone’s heart.

They would all turn against him in the end after he hurts them. Nikolai was like this all along. His parents threw him away the moment he arrived, and he was since then the discarded.

His undead were trembling because of his rage, and they hurried to kneel in front of him. Nikolai turned to them with a blank expression before he gave a wide smile.

“You cannot be hurt, right?” he said with almost relief. “You are immortal monsters that I brought from the underworld. You will never betray me, and I will never hurt you. You are all I need.”

The undead monsters kept kneeling for him. There were only six of them now, but Nikolai vowed to make them grow larger. Then, he will take revenge on the world that discarded him.

A crystal appeared in his hand, and it was one of those farmed by his undead. Nikolai waited for them to pile before he strengthens himself.

The stats were all over the place, as he could not control what monsters his undead found. However, they were plenty for him to grow stronger.

Other people had to hunt for crystals on their own, depending on luck. As for Nikolai, his undead killed for him and luck was the one to depend on him.