Rebirth of the Ruined Noble

As I prepared to venture into the Exile with Zephyr, a mix of excitement and happiness welled up inside me, like a bubbling cauldron of anticipation ready to overflow

'I can't believe that it worked,' I thought, my mind still reeling from the fact that Zephyr had asked me to accompany him.

I don't know how I ended up in this situation, but it was good for now. I wanted to enter the exile but thinking about it, I wouldn't have been able to clear it by myself with my current power.

Zephyr's presence in such situation was a godsend.

Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed, they say. It seems like it was indeed the truth.

As we ventured deeper into the forest, the ancient trees stood tall around us, their gnarled branches reaching out like skeletal fingers, whispering secrets carried on the wind. The scent of moss and damp earth permeated the air, mingling with the faint fragrance of wildflowers. Every rustle of leaves and distant hoot of an owl added to the mystique of our surroundings, a symphony of nature's symphony that played in harmony with our journey.

The forest embraced us, its dense foliage creating a sense of seclusion and mystery. Rays of moonlight filtered through the canopy above, casting dappled patterns on the forest floor, painting a tapestry of light and shadow. Time seemed to slow down, as if the forest itself held its breath, aware of the gravity of our purpose.

I followed Zephyr's lead, his steps deliberate and cautious, each footfall a calculated move. The ground beneath our feet felt solid and yet alive, as if it held ancient secrets that only the forest itself knew. Minutes turned into moments, and we continued delving deeper.

As I was about to question Zephyr, my impatience getting the better of me, the forest revealed its hidden secrets. It was as if the very fabric of nature recognized our presence.

The air grew heavy, as if charged with an otherworldly energy that set my senses ablaze. A tingling sensation crawled up my spine, sending goosebumps cascading across my skin. It was a tangible reminder that we were no longer in familiar territory, that the Exile awaited us.

In a clearing bathed in moonlight, we finally caught sight of the fully-formed exile. It stood tall and ominous, its body comprised of swirling mist and crackling energy. The air crackled with an unknown power, and a palpable sense of danger hung in the atmosphere.

Zephyr's eyes gleamed with a mix of excitement and caution as he assessed the situation.

The power emanating from the exile was unlike anything we had encountered before.

"Demonic energy," I whispered, my voice barely audible amidst the charged air. I could sense the malevolence that emanated from the Exile, the dark energy that fueled its existence. It was a sinister force, born from the very essence of demons, embodying their malice and defiance.

'It is as ominous as ever.'

In the annals of ancient tomes and tales passed down through generations, scholars and sages spoke of demonic energy as an ethereal substance, an embodiment of evil intent that defied the natural and divine order. It was a force that pulsed with a malevolent glow, casting an eerie pallor that seemed to swallow the surrounding moonlight. Its very presence sent chills down the spines of those brave enough to gaze upon it.

Demons, creatures of darkness and despair, wielded this energy, harnessing its volatile nature to unleash their supernatural abilities and sow destruction in their wake. It was a power that corrupted the essence of life itself, defying the laws that governed the world and creating fractures in the fabric of reality.

As tendrils of demonic energy intertwined with the realm, it twisted and warped, distorting the very essence of existence. It was through these fissures that the Exiles emerged, anomalies that defied comprehension and challenged those who dared to face them

Legends whispered of demons drawing upon this energy to augment their physical prowess, to bend the minds of mortals to their will, and to invoke dark and forbidden magics. The tales I had read spoke of excruciating pain inflicted upon the unwary, the erosion of one's spirit, and the manipulation of innocence into instruments of evil.

Some believed that demons sustained themselves by feeding on the suffering and negative emotions of humanity, drawing nourishment from these dark wellsprings. Whether it was true or merely the stuff of folklore, the allure of this demonic energy was undeniable.

Zephyr's voice cut through the hushed ambiance, laced with a hint of mockery. "You still plan on entering the Exile, right?"

A chuckle escaped my lips, my confidence buoyed by the experiences of my past lives. Zephyr may possess unmatched power among his peers, but he had yet to confront the true horrors that awaited within the Exile. "You wouldn't have asked that question if you knew any better," I replied, my tone firm but tinged with a hint of amusement.

I have entered many exiles and even cleared many in my previous life. For my eyes, the exile didn't look any special compared to the worse of what I have already seen.

If anything, It only fueled my desires to gain more strength.

But, there was no need to explain that to Zephyr, I just smiled and brushed it off.

"You sure talk big for someone who had a sword pressed at his neck some movements ago."

Zephyr said trying to provoke me, but I wasn't so easy to induce.

"Are you planning to talk all day? or should we enter the Exile now."

Although it wasn't my first time or anything special, I still couldn't help but feel excitement running through my body.

The time for words had passed; it was time for action. As we stepped foot into the Exile, anticipation crackled in the air like static electricity, an invisible force that seemed to pulse with every heartbeat.

And then, something unexpected happened!

[Demonic energy detected.]

[The artifact is reacting to the 'detached territory of the Forgotten God'!]

But before I could even react, a sudden surge of energy enveloped me, causing my vision to blur and distort.

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