Void Spawn - A litrpg adventure fantasy

The violent waves died down within seconds, the effects of Samael's bloodlust and Astral Veil blasting it out of proportion.

The mother beast erupted in a roar that all creatures within the ocean felt. A primal fear in their genes, embedded from the day they were born.

It rippled to their spines and flesh, drilling deep in their bones.

In their fear, the abominations froze.

A deep, bellowing growl left the maw of the mother leviathan, its bloodlust surging towards Samael.

Yet, it could not proceed further. For it felt a form of malice equal to, if not stronger than, hers.

The mother's rage boiled.

A predator.

One that is like her.

Apex.

It was a challenge.

Samael's lips curved. Two emotions clashing in his chest. His heart was thrashing violently.

He felt ecstasy and excitement brew within him. Intoxicating him with a need to fight he had never felt before.

Yet, he could faintly sense a difference between the two raging emotions.

One felt as though a king had met a worthy opponent.

The other felt as though a hunter had found worthy prey.

Different yet the same.

Opening its maw, a buildupof violent energy coalesced in its lips, forming a small sphere that the queen ate in one gulp.

Slowly, lights pulsed inside its neck, growing larger and larger as though bloating.

Samael's gaze sharpened as he set his hand forth, a titanic black shield overshadowing the Wailing Maria.

The crew felt their breaths hitch as they saw Samael's power bare. The extent it could expand upon and how much he had been hiding.

And so it came.

A blinding flash devoured the entire ocean as a blue wave of energy burst their way. Separating the ocean in half and evaporating the top surface, boiling all creatures poor enough to be caught.

Samael braced himself, body stiffening as his muscles formed striations in his skin like metal fibres weaving.

An ear-shattering explosion tore through the air as the Wailing Maria struggled to remain upright, the waves around them evaporating as the shield diverted the attack sideways, incinerating the beasts near them.

The sailors themselves felt the heat prick their skin as the light temporarily blinded them.

Samael's grunts echoed under the screeching noise of the barrier cracking under the titanic weight.

It felt as though he was carrying the world behind his back.

But he never gave.

A deep thud echoed as Samael's boot hammered forward, denting the steel floor as he locked his gaze ahead towards the mother beast.

Another step, and the aegis he wielded began to push the beam back, forcing the leviathan to bellow, its numerous eyes blinking in surprise.

The taste of iron filled Samael's buds, his jaw clenching as he forced out a violent smirk, blood falling off his lips as they swiftly turned to dust.

Amidst the chaos and destruction, Samael's voice echoed.

"Is this all you got?"

Gathering his strength at the palm of his hand, Samael felt pain unlike any other sear his skin. Burning his flesh as they turned pitch black, dark crystal formed over his fist.

With one push, the beam split in half, projecting outwards and scorching the surface of the ocean around the Wailing Maria.

The leviathan slid back, jaw straining as it abruptly cut the beam short.

Its gaze snapped towards the man, rage bubbling beneath its golden irises.

Samael's hand fell beside him, black smoke rising from his seared flesh. Purple lines dotted his skin, his fingers trembling.

Yet, that insulting smile on his lips did not cease.

Enhancing his voice, Samael roared.

"You angry?!"

The leviathan growled, the skies above it brewing into a violent storm, far more destructive than the ones it had created moments earlier.

Samael's hand balled to a fist, his skin cracking.

"Then come and get me."

SKRAAAAAAAAAA!!!

A titanic roar shook the oceans awake, the Dead Sea turning to turmoil as the leviathan mother dived down the waters.

Samael's smile widened further as he felt the presence of the beast enter his radar, rapidly swimming to their location without any restraints.

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It hid for so long, watching, observing. Yet its anger had gone into it.

In the end, it was just another beast.

But one he'll hunt.

The captain commandeering the ship turned and tossed the steer, his gaze snapping towards the compass locked on his desk and the map on his left.

They were near the next hurdle.

Abomination or not, they would surely lose the beast there. It was far too large to pass through the jagged stones. It may ram, but it will be slowed greatly.

"Fuck, I'm too old for this!" The captain cursed as he swivelled the ship further.

Samael stood near the railings, awaiting the beast to get closer.

It did not take long as he felt the creature close. Its aura and authority burdening the mundane sailors under Samael's protection.

Marching further, Samael unsheathed Void Raven as the blade warped into a sharper, berserk form.

One by one Samael fired his abilities.

"Hyperdrive."

"Blind Wrath."

Samael felt his body shake as a familiar wave of pain assaulted him. He watched as his muscles swelled, his skin cracking as they expanded more than usual.

He could feel the spike of energy flowing in his body rush, smashing against the wall of his core, similar to how the waves hammered the ship.

Yet he did not show an ounce of pain.

Samael's gaze darted forward, veins and nerves wriggling on his neck and jaw as he watched the water before them slowly rise like a mountain.

With a thunderous roar, the water's surface snapped, the colossal beast rising out of its burrow. Dozens of golden irises locking onto Samael.

For a moment, the two came to a standstill. The ocean became still once more, and the sailors held their breath.

Then Samael's figure blurred.

The Wailing Maria nearly tilted as the force of Samael's dash bent the steel floor back.

The Leviathan screeched as the sky was dotted with golden crystal spikes, each one the size of icebergs heading for the ship.

Yet, none of them made it close, as they blew one after the other, pulverised and blown to dust.

The Leviathan pushed back, a wall of ice forming between it and Samael as a plethora of Cleaves ripped the shield to shreds.

Landing on the frozen water surface, Samael bolted forward once more, breaking it to pieces.

The mother beast retaliated as massive ice and crystal spikes shot out of the ground and rained down from the sky.

But none succeeded.

Samael nimbly weaved and dodged the projectiles, severing the ones that shot out while avoiding the falling spikes.

But the mother beast was not done yet.

Samael's eyes widened as an army of blue beams shot out of its eyes, razing the frozen water surface within seconds.

Samael's figure exploded into a flock of birds, weaving past the beams of solid energy.

Rising in the sky, the ravens reformed to his image as a dark latch manifested in his palms, grasping tight the slimy, wet vessel of the titan.

With one hard yank, Samael's body blitzed forward, the large tentacles of the creature swinging at him with the force to level islands.

Pushing himself to the limits, Samael circled around its tendrils, his axe drawing deep gashes as he slid over them; some he severed with Void cleaves.

The creature wailed as the pain struck it, its ferocity growing stronger as Samael felt a convergence of energy manifest on its core.

Catapulting himself midair, Samael felt the wind harshly whip his hair back as both his hands cupped together, torrents of energy pulsing at its surface where a sphere manifested.

Locking gaze with the creature, three words left Samael's lips.

"Subzone."

"Dying Light"

A wave of black matter blasted from Samael's body, rushing out like a dark ocean that contrasted the one beneath him. It devoured all light, leaving nothing in its wake.

The leviathan did not drag behind.

Within the fraction of a second, layers upon layers of ice devoured the oceans, travelling towards the Wailing Maria and creating a dome of frost and death.

Samael's eyes widened, heart dropping as he watched the dome expand rapidly, the men on the ship appearing almost slowed compared to its advance.

Gritting his teeth, Samael yanked at the darkest depths of his core. A wave of pain hammered his being as his eyes began to bleed, turning his white sclera black with Void matter.

Black crystal solidified on his arms, acting as though armour manifested from his element. Yet, they burnt beyond anything he had felt.

Pushing his hand out, his domain exploded outwards, slowing the Leviathan's advance significantly as the Wailing Maria struggled to leave its grasp.

It was close towards the next stop.

They needed only a bit more time.

Samael ground his teeth, crimson spewing out his lips as he drowned in his own blood.

He could feel his skin and his flesh breaking. But he must persist.

"ARGHHHH!!!" Samael's roar thundered as his Subzone shook, the black dome slowly cracking as the ice and crystal dome slowly pierced through the outer shell.

The captain and the rest of the sailors screamed at the top of their lungs, their hands and muscles fatigued from the constant sailing.

Ajax himself struggled to keep the pace, for the effects of the domain slowed the ship greatly.

Not even his subzone could help them here.

A few sailors fell to their knees, eyes wide as they watched the spectacle before them.

To a degree, it looked almost beautiful.

Crystals and ice coalesced to form a magnificent form of art that will soon end their suffering.

They could not take their eyes off of it.

Slowly, the captain's screaming fades into the background. To the sailors, there was nothing but the warping of reality before them.

They realised at that moment what they were.

Ants.

And the beast before them was the boot.

Samael's groans drowned amidst the cracking of crystal piercing his flesh, spikes that drilled through his subzone and continued to break through.

He could feel his limit nearing.

Yet, as his gaze landed upon the sailors, he could not help but remember the past him.

A child without power.

During his days at the cell of the mad scientist, he only feared one thing.

A death in vain, unable to choose how he goes out and never to be found.

Staring at their eyes fixated upon the leviathan, Samael knew one thing.

They felt that way at this exact moment.

That one emotion that had plagued humanity for so long.

Hopelessness.

Samael's hand balled to a fist.

He wasn't done yet.

A grunt echoed in Samael's lips as he pushed his head upwards, his gaze landing on the titanic beast.

He had done it once.

There was no going back.

"All-seeing eye."

A small vertical slit opened in Samael's forehead, an ethereal light pushing out its small crack, causing the mother beast to recoil and scream.

Not of rage.

Not of pain.

Of fear.

A primal form of fear.

Samael felt his soul leave his body for a moment. Unto a voyage in the vast darkness of the Void.

Within that darkness he saw many eyes, watchful, nosy gazes.

Once again, they all felt him.

But it was a necessary sacrifice.

Tugging at the strings chained beneath the Void within him, Samael drilled the concept in his mind. Knowledge he was not prepared for. Or so Elyria would say.

But there was no better time than now.

Yet, before he left the darkness of the cosmos, Samael saw another gaze, flickering, but it was there. Brief but gentle.

It almost looked likea dying star.

Somehow, it made him feel melancholic.

But the battle was yet to be over.

But it was ending.

Opening his eyes, Samael's gaze snapped towards the mother beast, his hand extending outwards as Void matter purer than anything he had handled manifested in his palms.

They swirled and wavered, disintegrating all they touched. May it be crystal, frost, or the subzone itself.

Instinctively, it formed. Manifesting into a scythe that he had once wielded.

Incomplete, yes.

But more than enough.

A single swing.

Samael's arm snapped to the right.

It was all it took.

A violent screech left the mother beast's maw as it flailed like a worm sprinkled with salt.

Waves of great size rippled as the leviathan squirmed, a deep, dark gash tearing a line through its limbs.

He missed.

Samael missed.

But it was enough.

Samael's body plummeted down to the ground, a black tendril catching him mid-fall and dragging him back to the ship that had finally left the crumbling domain of the leviathan.

The creature continued to wail. Clawing at the wound that will never heal.

As the ship slowly vanished before its sight, one thing was left on its mind.

Samael's victorious smile.