Rise Of A Fallen God 65 Trial Tower

Looking at the confused face of the young man his new wife is just as confused, both of them heard the test for the tower were to be taken separate. Yet now here they stand together with a ma.s.sive mansion before them, surrounded by a town filled with other couples just like them a union between human and beast. Young Jacob has already fell to the floor as the Emperor's voice is heard in his ears but as he looks around only his 'wife' Liz can be seen.

"h.e.l.lo Jacob starting today you will live in this peaceful city here, I have not given it a name yet so lets just call it Love Nest! Everyone here is like you but you are special the two of you can get out of this town while they can not."

"I will let you know that this test will end once you and Liz have 3 children and once that is done oh will we have a lot of fun. For your life will be on the line in the battle that I will throw at the two of you, if you fail you die while I will personally save Liz if her life is in danger. These rules will be known to her as well, I will be checking in on you every now and then goodbye!"

Turning over to Liz he looks at his wife, she is taller than him at 6ft with long black hair which drapes over her armor with a bright red sword on her hip. She looks over to him an walks towards him extending her hand covered in a light red fur, the beauty of this red wolf hybrid young woman stuns him stupid as he takes her tender hand looking into her red-black eyes the sunset at her back rocks emotions in his heart.

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Samantha looks at the middle age smith before her, he is currently melting down metals she provided to him. She requested for him to produce the best thing he can with his current abilities and she would provide all the needed materials, he knows no matter what he makes it won't catch her eyes or the eyes of the Emperor. So he decided to make his long cherished desired sword, the materials to create this sword was something he could never get his hands on being a Heaven Tier smith from his small clan. It was already enough that they provided him the means to make it this far on their own, and this reason drove him to work to perfection on this sword.

As he melted down the Void Metal he poured in a vial of blood he requested from Samantha, the blood is for the soon to be wielder of the blade. The red blood had a multi colored s.h.i.+ne to it as it merged into the Void Metal sword, the intense heat was absorbed by Samantha so he could focus solely on the sword he was molding to perfection. Casting the mold was the simplest step for Samantha provided this as well, the strange thing that made Thain struggle was the blood that went into the blade started to rampage about. Changing the entire quality of the blade as he hammered and poured out as much of his energy as possible, he tried his best to calm the raging blood within the blade only to struggle to not faint before he finished.

A cold refres.h.i.+ng energy washed over him shaking him awake before he failed to finish, with the added energy he knew this process was wearing him out. 30 days to melt the Void metal half a year for the blood and metal to merge into one, he had no idea how he was even standing other than Samantha aiding him in some way. The thing that drove him mad was that during this process he had already broken through the Heaven Realm in both cultivation and skill as a smith, he has now become an Immortal while his skill at smithing skyrocketed beyond his belief.

He has always felt a faint connected with the weapons he created but now he can feel as if the blade itself started to breath, he could not stop his heart from beating loudly. This is the legendary realm were blade and smith become one, if he continues to refine this sword till completion could he not become a legend. A smith that can create a spirit weapon has finally broken past the bottleneck of elemental weapons, just like a Pill G.o.d can their not be a Smith G.o.d.

Shaking as he adds the finis.h.i.+ng touches to the blade Thain breaks thorough and becomes a Master Grade smith, only one step away from a Smith G.o.d crying as he puts his signature on the blade's hilt he pa.s.ses out.

When he wakes up before him is a floating pitch black blade resembling the Void Metal which was its main ingredient, standing up he also finds himself thousands of miles away from the weapon as the oppression it give off crushed its surroundings. Samantha and the blade are the two things he can see in the distances, thanks to becoming an Immortal his vision is exceptional allowing him to see the grand smile on Samantha's face.

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Fighting can be heard as the sound of metal clas.h.i.+ng against each other fills the world around it with echoes of the fierce training going on, a wounded youth covered in cuts and slashes bears a bright smile on his face as he charges at the woman who saved his life those years ago.

As the two swords clash against each other yet again the bracelets around Heathers two arms and legs s.h.i.+ne bright gold, these power restraints were developed with the intention to aid them whenever I go berserk again. Now they are using it to take turns training the youth Derrick, as he falls to the ground he coughs up a mouth full of blood before struggling to his feet. Planting the sword in the ground at his feet he finds his footing, looking up at the serious face of Heather his bright eyes s.h.i.+ne with a drive to improve as within those eyes he sees his wife Layla.

During his training Heather has mentioned his wife to him again and again, he was asked why he wanted to grow more powerful. Why! He asked himself this again and again as he was brutally beating to the ground time and time again. Until he came up with the answer it was so that he would never have to look on as his own mother and father were eaten in front of him only then too watch as his best friend Layla also lost her mother.

He vowed to gain the power to kill anyone who would take the life of his loved ones again. As he was saved by Heather he forgot his want for power instead what replaced it was a drive to do anything in his power to give thanks to his savior, these beatings reawoken that hunger and his desire for power to protect his wife and future loved ones.

"Take a break for now Derrick eat the pills provided by Rose before we continue, the month of training with me is coming to an end so I hope you go all out after you recover. This places energy is so concentrated that even I feel pressure and while fighting you I have even become stronger, as I am just part of the s.h.i.+ps maintenance team this time fighting you will give me an edge over the others."

"So I have to thank you Derrick, as you strive to gain power to protect the ones you love I too move forward to be useful to my Master. Yes I said Master he is both my Husband and Master as a member of the Ancients I left behind everything to become selected. Hahahaha listen to me talking about this with a child who has probably never even slept with a woman even if he has a wife!" Said Heather as she laughed at the panting youth who is stuffing his mouth with pills.

"Lady Heather I have already consummated my marriage before I left the Village, don't look down on my love for Layla!" Said Derrick standing to his feet with his weapon raised.

Looking at his determined face Heather smiles when she heard his response she has already decided to pick his youth as one of her protectors. He has already reached the Heaven Realm with the high concentration of elemental energy in the area aiding in his growth, even she can feel it effecting her after she put on the bracelets. Once she sees the youth running at her her smile fades as she turns serious one last time ready to finish off this training, a face to face clash between the two puts his face close enough to see her smirk. Finding this smirk strange he puts up his guard against any tricks, during this month of training he has gotten a grasp on her fighting style as well as her many changing facial expressions yet today he saw her smirk for the first time.

Before he could ask he feels a intense pain in his abdomen, looking down he looks to see the hilt of her sword deep in his stomach the sound of his ribs breaking is all he hears before his vision blurs into darkness.

"Did him talking back force you to finish his training or was that my fault Heather!" I said coming behind Heather hugging her from the back, as I rest my chin on her shoulder my hands move up towards her chest. A loud smack forces my hands down from groping her chest the smug smile on her face fades as she catches the falling body of Derrick before placing him in Valara's waiting arms.

"I will Treat him well Heather, you got yourself quite a talented guard here. Now I will leave you to alone for I already had a month full of indulging, it helped melt away a lot of my stress you should take this time to do the same Heather!!" Said Valara as she walked away into a rift opened by the tower leading into a new area while still carrying the knocked out youth. Not waiting for her to fully disappear and before Heather could reply to her I melt off her clothes and jump at her like prey. As a playful yelp is heard loud unrestrained moans is all that is heard that echo off into the distance.