Starsign Lord

A man with a ponytail holding a white sword in his hand looks at the town and then speaks.

"I do not know what caused this lively place to turn into this nightmarish place, but it does not seem good at all."

As he speaks, a woman appears behind him and then answers.

"You are right, Elliot."

The man with a ponytail named Elliot smirks and answers.

"Of course, I am right."

At the same time, the woman in pure-white clothes with silver hair and a beautiful face slowly looks around like Elliot looked around.

"I sense ghost energy here."

Elliot furrowed his brows, and he held his sword with more strength.

"Ghost Energy, you say.. are you sure, Vivi ?"

"Ghost Energy" is an energy type different than starsign energy and magical energy. Starsign energy comes from the universe, magical energy comes from unknown resources, most likely nature itself, but the universe itself, while ghost energy comes from the death and emotions of intelligent beings.

When a man or woman dies with strong resentment in their life before death, they emit ghost energy to the location where they died.If the ghost energy collected is enough, maybe from one person or one hundred people, a creature of death named Ghost Beings is born.

Ghost Beings take on the persona of the reason they died in the first place.

If the ghost energy collected is from people who have resentment towards a particular individual, the ghost being born will be doing anything to kill and take revenge on the particular individual.

If the ghost energy collected is from people who have resentment towards an idea, a country, or a certain part of something like starsign users, the ghost being will have inherent dislike and animiosity towards the target idea, country, or group of people.

The problem with ghost energy beings is that the fact that they are not alive beings makes them impossible to kill using traditional means. To care for a ghost being, one must have special abilities and techniques; most ghost beings are not harmed by physical attacks because they are not imbued with other types of energy, such as magical or stargazing energy.Pure physical attacks have no effect on them.

The second problem is that ghost beings can be controlled and created artificially if enough people with power and knowledge gather. The fact that the only thing needed to create a ghost energy being is a dead intelligent being and an individual with an extensive amount of knowledge when it comes to creating and controlling a ghost energy being is too risky and problematic.

Elliot knew that people like him do not have any advantage towards ghost energy beings. He is a pure warrior, a deep fire level being. The fact that he is able to use his energy to harm ghost beings is still there, but there is still clear truth. When it comes to fighting against ghost beings, he is not the best one and probably one of the worst ones.

On the other hand, the woman in white clothes is a pure magical user at the deep fire level. She has a number of ways to take care of ghost beings. It is one of the reasons why she is able to look for one to two seconds and then understand the energy around the town.

The woman, named Vivi, looks at her back and then starts talking. "Forest, it's coming from the forest."

Vivi starts to explain the forest in detail and tries to pinpoint the location of the evil energy coming from the forest, closing them in every second.

The forest was far-reaching, crowded, and prospering. Its canopy was contested by dogwood, alder, and fir, which provided just enough openings for light to pass down for a collection of shrubs to grow in the fertile soils below.

Silent climbing plants suspended from most trees, and a variety of flowers, which desperately tried to avoid the shadows, clashed with the otherwise uniform forest grounds.

A variety of animal sounds, which were caused by vermin, reverberated through the air and were backed by the raging river currents clashing against boulders.

"Be ready for battle."

With the words of Vivi ended, Elliot whispers three times.

"Supernatural Protection."

A wisp of light covers the body of Elliot. The color of the light is purple, and it starts to radiate from his body in thin light. Supernatural Protection is an ability that gives extra protection when it comes to different types of energies other than the user's own energy type. Elliot is a stargazer and supernatural protection gives him more defensive ability when it comes to magical energy, ghost energy, and other types of energy, but no increase in the defence against other stargazer energy users. Which is why it makes the ability powerful in the first place.

"Energy Detection Eyes"

With his words, his eyes begin to glow golden; the energy detection eyes are an ability used to make the individual more sensitive and understandable.

"The Blade Of Ark"

With the last words of Elliot, his blade turns half-invisible. The little dim black energy comes from his pure white sword, making the sword look like an invisible and gray-clored sword.

Blade Of Ark is an ability that increases damage against energy-type beings. A ghost being is a being made up of pure ghost energy, which is why Blade Of Ark is effective against it. The ability of Blade Of Ark is also effective against pure magical energy beings or star energy beings, but has no effect on the matter of physical beings such as humans and monsters.

Elliot was ready to encounter the enemy, a ghost being.

Unlike Ellion, Vivi did not need to prepare for anything because her fighting ability was oriented towards these types of times. They are two sides of the coin with Elliot. Elliot is best when fighting big monster-like creatures and is a more traditional fighter, and herself is more of a supernatural hunter.

Seconds later, a purple-colored humanoid creature with a size reaching seven meters showed itself.

Two sunken eyes view their surroundings from their large sockets. A snake-like nose rests below, but it's the overbite mouth below that takes all the attention. A gummy smile reveals rows of shark-like teeth and a thin tongue.

Massive round ears sit on each side of its huge, triangular head, which itself is covered in thin hair-like tentacles and has two small horns protruding from the sides.

Its low athletic body stands straight. Two long, almost branch-like arms hang at its sides and end in massive hands with long fingers, of which it has 10 in total.

Its legs are wide and stand straight, each ending in small paws.

Its body is covered in coarse skin, and its shoulders are narrower than its pelvis.

Elliot has encountered many creatures during his adventures.But this was the worst one he saw. Everything about this creature just shows what kind of feelings and emotions the people held in their minds and hearts when they died. Unless these kinds of evil feelings and emotions are present, one can not create a creature like this at all.

"This creature is fking ugly !"

Elliot voiced his thoughts. Viva usually does not agree with Eliot when it comes to these kinds of things, but even she, with a cold iron face, could not help but agree with the words of Elliot. She did not expect that the resentment of the dead people would have such energy that the creature showed itself to be this ugly and horror-type of creature.

At that time, the creature starts to talk. It is not a normal conversation but some sort of voice belonging to a human. which seemed to be recorded in the soul of the ugly creature.

Everything is so sticky and warm and soaked in red. It feels so heavy, but where's the pain? I don't feel any pain. Will I be alright? Will I make it out alive? But, this is my blood.

I already fell down to my knees and I'm getting weaker by the minute. Perhaps I should lie down. I am kind of tired anyway. Move the body, move. Fall over, come on.

No!No way! There's no way I'm going out like this! There's no way! This is pathetic. I'm better than this. I'm stronger than this. I'll get out of here. Yes, I just need to find a way. That can't be too difficult.

I feel so lonely. All this wouldn't be half as bad if I just had somebody with me, somebody to talk to, somebody to hold me. Why hasn't anybody found me yet? Are they even looking? Maybe they gave up. No, they'd never give up. They'll continue to look for me until they've found me, dead or alive.

It'll be over soon. I can feel it. My end is coming and there's nothing I can do. Fine. I'm too exhausted anyway. I just wish I could've done things differently. But none of that matters now; it'll be over soon. At last

I can't feel my legs or my arms. In fact, I can't feel anything anymore. Nothing at all. It's somewhat comforting. At least I feel no pain. I feel nothing at all.