Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Chapter 52: Death Returns (III): God Is On A Holiday

The town was tranquil, it's been a few months since anybody has had to experience any sort of exciting event, but none the less they were all grateful and thankful for the peace and quiet.

After Rezar had disappeared or rather after he became stuck in a dungeon and was presumed dead, Lenore had made sure to utilize the zombie moles he left behind. As they were zombies they had no need for rest or to slow down, so in the two weeks they existed before turning into a pile of bloody goo, she let them mine as much as they possibly could.

It made life a bit easier for the slaves in the mine, so they were a few that were a bit thankful for that respite, though if they all had to be honest, it was good riddance to Rezar. It was good that he died in the dungeon, because honestly he made everybody uncomfortable and there was no way he would have been able to fit in, even amongst the midst of slaves. Besides whatever relief his undead gave, that was eight months ago, and while many of them recognized the potential of such a work force, they would rather be in bondage, struggling to get by, than to have monsters around that were capable of completely eliminating them and erasing any chance of them reincarnating.

*RUMBLE! *

The still nameless mining town began to shake to its foundations, windows shattered as stalls broke apart and people feel over each other. In Elysium there were places and times when natural phenomenon took place, it was completely randomized, but things like earthquakes were rare and weren't really so bad that houses or stalls would be damaged in the process. This was a first for them and it was coming from a particular location.

Lenore left the confines of her shack and the arms of the man who was holding her a little too close for comfort. Roland frowned at that, he hated interruptions, but even he had to admit that this was something that required her attention and he couldn't hog her all to himself. Sampling the body of this demoness is the only reason he had taken this god forsaken job as a supervisor, if not, why would he leave the safe confines of his father's castle to come mingle with slaves. But never the less something was up, he had to know what it is.

More than half the town were already gathered at the epicenter of the earthquake, a quaint little corner by the east quadrant where the portal to a low level dungeon once stood. Or rather it still stood there, but no one has been able to access it for months. But it was quite funny that instead of running away from the epicenter, they were running towards it. But this was Elysium not earth, when things like this happened, be sure to know that people would run towards it in the hopes that they would discover a treasure.

The portal to the dungeon sizzled, stretched and pulled in to itself, then there was a shuddering tremor as the portal seemed to collapse into itself and then disappear. But then seconds later, and explosion of light spread out from the point of the portal's disappearance; creating a shockwave that pretty much threw everyone around on the ground and robbing them of their vision for a few seconds due to how bright it was. Everyone was gathering themselves, when someone's terrified voice was heard.

"Good God in heaven save us!" it was enough to drag the attention of everyone around, but the answer that came after gave each and every single one of them chills; and it was a chill so deep they felt it to the very core of their souls.

"I'm sorry, but God's on holiday at the moment. Why else do you think he would send me herehello Red, did you miss me?"

Lenore raised her head at the voice, it was a lot deeper than she remembered, but he was a growing boy and eight mon this had passed. Rezar was on the back of Brutus, the Ghoul Bull, as Brutus was not a zombie. The intimidating appearance of the bull alone was shocking, ignoring the fact that it had a bunch of bags on its back, there was a minotaur three meters tall and built like a rock. He was dressed, wearing pants and boots, and a long leather jacket that stopped at his calves, a massive flanged mace hanging on his back.

Then there was Neema who was leaning on a huge meter wide axe playing with her finger nails, Screet was right at the forefront, his metal staff planted hard into the ground, the look in his eyes being one that promised death in all of the worst ways possible should anyone decide to make a move on Rezar. Rezar on the other hand was comfortable sitting cross legged on Brutus's back, he wanted to make an entrance on his way back, he just didn't expect that there would be an audience.

"YOURE ALIVE!!!!!"

But it wasn't Lenore who had screamed that out loud, it was Roland who was so shocked and so unnerved he had no control of himself anymore. Rezar narrowed his eyes, nine months was not enough for him to forget the hell this bloody fool put him through. Sure he came out all stronger for it, but he wanted revenge, and he would get it, and he would start from today.

"Why? Was a murderer like you hoping I was dead; do you hate me that much? Is it because I'm a death class holder, or because I know the truth hidden behind that god forsaken face of yours. I'll get to you eventually Roland, and no amount of running away would keep you safe from me."

Maybe threatening the supervisor just after he came out from what should have been a life and death situation wasn't wise, but Rezar gave himself at least ten minutes, he would not be a slave again. And as for the next reincarnation, he would make sure he never dies, he was a necromancer playing with life and death should be a hobby for him. He was going to live till the end of Elysium, and he would make sure no one stood in the way of his survival, but who would? He was going to become a vampire!