Reincarnated As An Extra With The 10x Link System-Chapter 12: Emma’s Blessings?

His legs trembled, and his back ached as he lay on the hard forest floors. His eyes were sunken from all the crying, and right before him was a tree with three slanted marks on it. He still had the ashes of his loved ones held in a paper sack and had planned on making a makeshift grave for them, but ended up fainting from all the fatigue.

Now woken up, he wanted to finish things up and honor them before moving on to the neighboring village. He could easily make some money upon arriving there with his hunting skills, but that would still be difficult considering the current situation of the nation.

Most families, just like him, would probably be mourning their loved ones by now, and the emperor had personally sacrificed his last three children to make things worse. That was when the news about the request from the gods began, and every child between the ages of ten and as early as just being born was brought to be sacrificed.

They still had about two more years to complete the god's requests and though as thoughtless and disgusting as it could be, the empire decided to turn the women and girls in the kingdom into baby-making machines - this was the very reason why his mum decided to run away with him and his five-year-old sister.

It had already been three years since they had been living peacefully on the outskirts with nothing but a small farm and a forest to hunt in. And yet they still came looking for her without a single bit of sympathy in their hearts.

The reasons for their actions alone were what left him burning with rage; they wanted to appease gods for the sake of the god's chosen disciples and the sake of the nation's security. And yet he had bowed his head in his room every day since the day he turned four, praying that perhaps one of the so-called gods would bless him with their divine heritage.

He never got what he so desperately prayed for, and here he was, being forced to make such a daring sacrifice for the sake of those who ended up getting it.

" Don't worry dear sister, I promise I'll avenge you first." He mumbled, slowly engraving his sister's name onto the first stone before him.

Then he proceeded to pour her ashes right before the stone and proceeded to do the same to his father and mother. Then, he bowed his head right before their graves and said a few words before getting back on his feet.

And despite having done all the rites he could, he still wasn't able to take his eyes off of their graves as the pain in his heart only continued to grow greater. Just then, as he stood there watching, a great surge of wind suddenly blew past him. It was so forceful that it almost felt unnatural due to how sudden it was considering the time of the day.

And to top things off, in his frustration, the ashes of his loved ones he had kept by their stones were all completely blown away. He bit his lower lip in frustration, quickly turning around, only to freeze in an instant at what lay before his gaze.

A dark shadowy figure levitated before him while exuding a great dark aura. It was dressed in a black hood with a black scythe attached behind it. The scythe was slightly curved with the tip slightly bent downward and, just like its wielder, it exuded nothing but complete darkness.

Slowly it descended to the ground and proceeded to walk toward him while he promptly stepped back, trying to get as far away from it as he could. His heart began beating heavily, and his body began trembling just from the feeling of the figure's presence.

He couldn't feel celestial energy since he wasn't one of the few blessed by the so-called gods or deities, but he knew quite well that whoever this was. He was surely above the rank of a master or saint. And anything above a saint possessed power enough to conquer an entire empire.

" There's no need for you to be afraid, child." The hooded figure said, slowly walking towards him, prompting him to quickly walk further back.

It took only a few more steps before he turned around and took to his heels only for the figure to appear right before him, quickly placing their hand on his forehead. He couldn't tell what exactly should have happened, but the strange person's sudden actions didn't seem to have any effect on him.

" You want to avenge your loved ones, don't you?" The hooded figure asked, looking over him towards the gravestones behind him, and then he slowly added, " I can grant you a chance to be with them once again as well."

His eyes instantly widened upon hearing the last few words from this person before him. His heart began racing harder than it ever did, and even with all the fear he felt running through his heart, he could still feel a glimpse of hope.

" What do you want from me then?" He asked, quickly placing his leg forward in an attempt to maintain his composure.

The figure before him quickly removed their hand from his forehead, slowly backing away from him as they mumbled a few words, but loud enough that he could hear them clearly.

" All you need is to serve the lord, Enma."

Megumi slowly turned to look at the gravestones, which had the names of his parents and loved ones engraved onto them, and then turned to face the hooded figure once again as he slowly came to a decision. It was a choice of great will, but he finally came to a decision after a few minutes of thinking.

He immediately fell to his knees, saying" If his grace so pleases, then I am willing to become his humble advocate."

" Your desire to kill is most entertaining, but beware, you can't change your fate once it's been sealed." The hooded figure said, slowly holding his right hand forward, " And you should know as well that every challenge given to you shall have great consequences if failure should be the result. You had a set goal just now, didn't you? Achieving should be your be your first test."

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He didn't want to hear any more disheartening words as he already had his mind set on becoming stronger no matter what the consequences would be. This was only a stepping stone to his great revenge, and he was ready to bear through what more challenges might lay before him if he could achieve that.

" Finally..."

" I can become a disciple..."

" I can finally be the person I also hoped to be..."

" I..."

" Can finally avenge your deaths..."

With each thought, tears continued to run down his eyes and while he was still in deep thoughts, he felt a sudden searing pain in his chest. It was so painful that he quickly grabbed onto his clothes, hitting slightly against his chest as he cried out in pain.

Everything around him continued to turn dark as he tried so desperately to hold on. But it was only a matter of time before he collapsed on the ground.