BXBX NOVEL Chapter 136: Jerim
On this continent, there was an extremely tall lighthouse which gave out a red light and it was beside this lighthouse that the few beings who lived on this continent stayed.
Standing on the highest mountain of this continent was a red-skinned man who was dressed in white robes that billowed under the gentle wind that washed over him.
Behind the man to his left was a young woman who was fiddling with a dagger and to his right was an old man who was seated on a rock, holding onto a stick to support himself and having tired eyes that told a story of how much he did not want to be here.
The red-skinned man had his fists and jaws clenched, his discontent coming from the absence of the ever-present red light in the lighthouse.
The man had his eyes trained on the top of the lighthouse like he was trying to bore a hole through it, his body so taut that he could have been mistaken for a gallant statue.
Though each member of the group portrayed three different emotions and kept to themselves, one thing they all had in common was their red skin, it being a mark that their relationship transcended a simple acquaintance.
The group stayed silent for several minutes no one saying a word till suddenly the sky lit up in a brighter red, this lasting for only a second and along with this phenomenon, the lighthouse once more began shining, its light spinning around and stretching as far as the continent went.
"Finally," the young woman said in relief, turning around and beginning to walk away, the old man slowly getting up to follow after her.
"Damn you Jerim, you had us waste our time here just because of your fears," the young woman said her tone conveying her annoyance at the man in front.
"Nobody leaves" Jerim said and while a look of frustration appeared on the woman\'s face, the old man merely sat back down with a groan.
"This is the second time it was summoned and this time it lasted for nearly 20 minutes in the hands of some idiot.
That is unheard of, this is not an issue that should be ignored."
"You\'re right that Despair has never been summoned twice in a single day especially when the time between the summons is nearly negligible, but you have to remember that the last time it was summoned was 1200 years ago.
There is nothing special about this, all that can be said is that precedence for this event has been created, nothing more." The old man calmly explained.
"It was summoned for more than 16 minutes, someone was able to tame the axe for more than 16 minutes, are you just going to ignore it," Jerim asked finally looking away from the tower and staring at the sitting old man.
The old man sighed at this question and then he looked up at Jerim.
"As I mentioned earlier, precedence has been created. If it would make you feel better, why don\'t you try summoning it now and see what happens."
"What is going to happen" Jerim asked wanting the information before he did as the old man said.
"You would be able to hold on to it for up to at least 20 minutes, maybe even exceed that.
Jerim narrowed his eyes at the old man for a few seconds and then he turned back to the tower and stretched out his hands towards it, a violent malevolent aura coming out of him and a mana which split the air pouring out of him.
For about a few seconds Jerim raised his hands and calmed his breath, and he was just about to begin meditating and summon the axe when the lighthouse suddenly went dark.
This time, both the woman and old man looked up at it in shock, disbelief in their eyes as Jerim roared into the sky with anger.
Jerim\'s malevolent mana burst out of him shattering space as it moved away from him and forcing the two people behind him to get off their asses and back away from him.
With ease and grace, the old man and woman floated away from Jerim, their eyes on the man who had lost his temper.
"Old man, you had better give a suitable explanation for this, not that crap you were saying earlier." Your adventure continues at m v|l-e\'-NovelBin.net
"You are right this is so not normal, but unfortunately, I can\'t give an explanation for this except to tell you that the coming demonium won\'t be so simple.
"Say, what do you think about these three summons, what if they are from the same person.
"That\'s impossible, a person can only ever summon Despair once in their lifetime."
"You sure, you said it was impossible for it to be summoned twice in a single day."
"That was me trying to figure out despair, what I tell you right now is an iron-clad rule of despair."
"If you say so," the woman said with a shake of her head and though she doubted his words about an ironclad rule, she also agreed with him when he said no one could summon it twice.
"Control over Despair meant having the might to kill the heavens and the only reason Jerim could summon Despair so many times was because he was the son and heir of Lucifer, the one true king of hell.
While these three people occupied themselves with thoughts of how frequently Despair was being summoned and the implications of this, on the planet Plume the cold burning eyes of a 17-year-old boy looked down at a middle-aged man who was on his knees and looking at the sky hopelessly.
"Do you feel despair"
"I do" Bram replied with a lost gaze and with those words, the red axe which the boy held up in the sky fell onto his neck, digging into his flesh and detaching his head and left arm from the rest of his body in a single swing.