Reincarnated With A Glitched System: Why Is My MP Not Running Out?

483 A Vengeful Soul

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“CELESTEEEEE…!”

Her mother’s scream in agony as she was consumed by flames resonated around the entire underground basement, as Celeste’s eyes couldn’t stop crying bloody tears. The mother that embraced her every day since she was born, that hugged her and gave her little body the warmth she needed to survive… who feed her milk wherever she could, and that taught her so many things about the outside world.

“MAMAAAAA! NOOOOOO!”

Celeste screamed, trying to stand up from the floor, she wanted to help her mother, but she could not. Her rage and sorrow engulfed her heart, as darkness began to come from her hands.

“RAAAAHHH!!!”

Her screams resonated across the room, as a wave of pure shadows reached her father, wrapping him around and then throwing him into the floor.

BAAAM!

“Unggh…!”

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The man quickly tried to stand back up and grab the want, only for Celeste to grab it first, attempting to burn him into the ground like he did with her mother.

“DIE!!!”

However, the wand did not work, even as much mana as she tried to infuse, it didn’t generated any flame.

“Eh…?!”

CLASH!

A kick reached her stomach, as the man quickly took away the wand from her.

“You stupid bitch, don’t you know wands only answer their masters?” He said walking towards her. However, he didn’t pointed the wand at her. “Its not worth it to kill you yet… I’ll make you a slave, and I’ll sell you off to someone. These pigs love young girls after all… You’re not getting away from this as easy as your mother did… I’ll make you suffer; I’ll make you realize the wrongdoings of your life; I’ll make you realize that you deserve everything you’ve been getting since you were born!”

“Unnggh… No…! NO!”

Celeste desperately unleashed another wave of shadows, making her father strip in the floor, and then she ran away, leaving everything behind as she jumped into one of those small holes she had found, scurrying around like a little rat using her small size even at five years of age to get through the sewers, reaching the nasty water and swimming almost naturally through the water, running away, and never looking back.

“Find her and bring her to me alive!”

Her father furiously ordered his servants to go look for little Celeste everywhere they could, but they were never able to find her. Celeste survived with her wits and intelligence alone, and a bit of help from her shadow magic.

This magic of hers was something not even her mother had, but it was something that was within her family of demons, they were known as the Shadow Stalkers, and were demons that lived in foggy and dark forests, using darkness to stalk prey and paralyze them using the venom that came from their sharp-tipped tails.

Celeste used her shadows to hide from her pursuers, always somehow surviving and managing to escape whenever someone finally found her, hiding, eating bugs and rats, and thinking, planning, that one day… one day, she would have her revenge in all of them.

Year went by, the chase finally ended and her father assumed her for dead. She finally was ten years of age and began to sneak outside the city to hunt monsters. She slowly realized that hunting and eating monsters slowly made her stronger, the laws of this world were like this, the strong hunts the weak and grow stronger.

But also the weak can hunt the strong and might also grow stronger. She simply had to continue hunting, sharpening her magic and her skills, her techniques, and her way of fighting. Alone, desolate, and with resentment fueling and driving her forward. She grabbed a stick and used it to pierce her foes, realizing that spears were her favorite weapon, much like the ones her mother wielded.

“I will one day get back to you… One day, for sure, I’ll kill you all…” She said to herself almost every day. She didn’t ran away from the city for that very reason. She wanted revenge above all, she wasn’t going to run away.

She continued training until she decided to go to the dungeon, hunting monsters she had never fought before, surpassing countless traps and labyrinths, gaining loot, and using such equipment to defeat monsters even more easily than before. With time, she finally made enough money to get herself good clothes and decent food.

And it was in those times when she meet the Demon Children Orphanage, a safe haven for demon children, a place she had wished to be in before… Out of the goodness of her heart, and because she pitied her condition, she began to help them, investing her money into them to bring them food and buy the children better clothes.

Without realizing it, she lost that solitude she had since her mother died and was now surrounded by many people she loved. For a few years, she had lost her way. She began thinking that it wasn’t so bad to live like this, with them… She filled the void of her heart.

However, as she lived with them, she realized the injustices they went through, she realized this place was unwelcoming for them, and had even considered running away with them… But then she realized that such a thing would go completely against her own ambitions.

She didn’t had to run away, she had to make a change herself. With her strength, magic, and wits… She had to make a change.

Celeste found more people like her across the city, other demons and even beast-kin, who were just as discriminated as demons. She gathered them all, and made a group, a group of people that only had resentment against the humans, who had lost their loved ones before them, and that wanted revenge above all.

However, they lacked funds and although some were strong, they were not near as strong to do a change… until THEY arrived.

The Abyssal Eyes.

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