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“LEEEROOOOY JEEENKIINS!” Emir was shouting the name of power that he had learned. It always felt effective because when he said it things died. That was why when he was fighting this zombie giant he was yelling at it. He should have been silent but he was really having an Attack on Titan moment. His blade sunk into the rotten head and removed it from the body.[break][break]



The zombie head fell to the ground followed by the body. Emir did not bother using his cloak to fly. He simply fell out of the sky. When his body would hit the ground it would instead be devoured by his shadow. It would move to the front zombie and he would pop out. It was a nifty trick he had learned from using his desert night so much. His growth was becoming second nature to himself. Emir quickly checked the body for anything worth taking. It was sad that there was nothing worth noting on the bag of flesh.



He dusted himself off and took a look around. If he had to guess by the temperature and relative humidity, he would guess he was on an island or in a dungeon. Emir was only guessing. He was decent in all his subjects post world change. These days Everest was with other mountains floating in the air. Most of his knowledge was jacked. The air felt moist with the smell of rot. He could be in an English Graveyard or even the Gobi Desert. The best he could do was explore.[break][break]



Nothing was looking familiar to him. He was pretty much able to avoid the various undead with ease. They tended to favor the dark. His main class made it so he was a fish in water. Not to mention he was a bit of a Necromancer himself. His slight power over death made him feel like this area was more up to his speed. He actually considered himself slightly lucky to fall into that teleportation pit when he tried to take out the garbage. An all so common occurrence of his and various teleportation things. He did not mind it since he often ended up in really cool places.[break][break]



After some time Emir spotted a waterfall. It was inconspicuous and did not stand out much. In fact Emir was going to ignore it at first. Then he remembered how he was taught that videogames often had stuff behind them. He got close to it then tried shadow traveling inside. When it worked he was pretty happy. There was a gray looking chest that gave off a dark aura. Emir held his khopesh and made his way over. He was going to try and open it. The weapon was just in case it was a mimic. He had already come across one in the form of a toilet. A treasure chest one would even be more likely. He poked it with his sword, before reaching out to flip it open. Ready to activate his ability. He was lucky it was a ‘normal’ chest that opened for him without issue.[break][break]

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The Gor Medalion Give +5 to all stats. My god of the black desert's cloak gives +20% (17) to PWR and MAGI (15). 

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level

40

stats

POWER A/104(+17) [break]

DEFENSE E/16 [break]

SPEED B/56 [break]

MAGIC B/93 (+15) [break]

VITALITY E/16 [break]

WILLPOWER B/56[break]

LUCK F/02[break]

cooldowns

Desert Night 0/3 [break]

Black Light 0/3 [break]

Me and Shadow 0/3 [break]

The Culling 0/4 [break]

Death's Dance 0/5 [break]

Night Servants

Servant 1 [break]

Servant 2 [break]

Servant 3 [break]

items

G.B.D Cloak[break]

D.E.U Blade [break]

Dark Soles[break]

Black Scarab Broach[break]

Gor Medallion[break]



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Emir stood in front of the glass tower munching on some nuts. He was debating if it was worth the effort to fulfill the request. The Death Walker was starting to get bored with the monotony. The ability to kill things was always fun and very useful. The trouble was that nothing lasted longer than one strike. It was pretty dull and ruined the fun of battle.[break][break]

He did not move from the spot as he thought, nor did he bother to hide. Emir was aware of the lady as she showed up. He simply did not care to look at her unless she got too close. Not that he had to worry. He was confident in his power. He would really not need to move in order to start taking lives. His strength over the darkness was just too profound. It was pretty hard being as amazing as he was.[break][break]

“Sure. If you actually mean the tower. If that is an innuendo. You shall be disappointed. Unfortunately I am into dudes.” It was a simple response on his end. He did not insult her with the fact that she was almost flat chested enough to be considered one. Emir also avoided the insult of him needing help. He figured dragging the girl along would provide for some form of entertainment. He was nice enough to stretch out his hand and send a party invite through the system. “If you are ready then we can go.”[break][break]

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The Gor Medalion Give +5 to all stats.[break]
My god of the black desert's cloak gives +20% (17) to PWR and MAGI (15). [break][break]

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level

40

stats

POWER A/104(+17) [break]
DEFENSE E/16 [break]
SPEED B/56 [break]
MAGIC A/93 (+15) [break]
VITALITY E/16 [break]
WILLPOWER B/56[break]
LUCK F/02[break]

cooldowns

Desert Night 0/3 [break]
Black Light 0/3 [break]
Me and Shadow 0/3 [break]
The Culling 0/4 [break]
Death's Dance 0/5 [break]

Night Servants

Servant 1 [break]
Servant 2 [break]
Servant 3 [break]

items

G.B.D Cloak[break]
D.E.U Blade [break]
Dark Soles[break]
Black Scarab Broach[break]
Gor Medallion[break]
Taser Gun[break]
Arrows of Love[break]



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Emir was happy to have found his hired help. She did not look strong or tough but Emir learned not to judge a book by its cover. “Welp. Here is the party request. It would be a great help if you can grab her as well. I am proficient in the ways of slaughter. This would free me up to take care of anything that comes our way.”
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The Harbinger would wait a moment then send the party invite. It would be easier for him to keep track of things if they were in a party. Not to mention Emir felt like killing some things. If they were not in a party it would make it harder for Summer to gain experience points. Being a ranker Emir already had enough and was able to level like crazy. When it was accepted he would start to head off. Leading the way up the mountain for the trio.
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“So. What made you decide to accept an escort quest in such a dangerous place? These things are normally dangerous with not much benefit to them.” Emir was making small talk while watching his step. The winter air of the mountain steadily growing colder, traversing upwards would just lead to a snow capped mountain. “Man. It is colder than a frost giant’s balls.”
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Emir turned his head to look at summer when he was talking. He did not notice the icicle that was flying towards him. It hit him in the shoulder, sending pain through his body, and knocking him on the ground. If it was not for the medallion he was wearing, Emir may have very well ended up dead. It did not stop the pain that was wreaking havoc on his body.
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Suddenly before him was a blue humanoid creature with a nasty smirk. Emir did not know where it came from but understood it was bad news. It raised a blade as if cornering prey to bring it down on him. The darkness of Emir's shadow rose up like sand and created a shield to block the attack, with his good hand he snapped his fingers. The black motes gathered in the air, Emir targeted every living thing within range of this ability, not in his party or Pori, and had the darkness attack it. Devouring it all.
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“Are you okay?” Emir asked while grunting in pain. He liked the extra experience from the creatures he killed. The way his body was hurting, not so much. “This is when I wish I had first aid and was paying attention earlier. Let my guard down for a second and almost got destroyed.”

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Emir took the damage. Used his NightWalker Core as well as Black Light District AoE. The skill first strike increased the damage, after the 5 point boost to all stats from the Gore Medallion. Emir delivered 130 points worth of damage to the enemies. Which is more than three times their vital stat with defense included. They died.

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level

40

stats

POWER D/87 [break]
DEFENSE E/16 [break]
SPEED B/56 [break]
MAGIC B/78 [break]
VITALITY E/16 [break]
WILLPOWER B/56[break]
LUCK F/02[break]

cooldowns

Desert Night 0/3 [break]
Black Light 0/3 [break]
Me and Shadow 0/3 [break]
The Culling 0/4 [break]
Death's Dance 0/5 [break]

Night Servants

Servant 1 [break]
Servant 2 [break]
Servant 3 [break]

items

Shroud of Midnight[break]
Dark Soles[break]
Exec Khopesh[break]
Black Apple[break]
Unholy Oil[break]
Black Scarab Broach[break]
Gor Medallion[break]

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His pulse quickened at the banter between them. Emir was trying to keep his breathing steady. He could blame it on the stuffiness in the room for that. If it kept up he would have to go camping for the tent he was pitching. It was simply practice that he made it seem natural to draw attention away from it. The Prince had his own pride that refused to let him make the first move.He wanted Nikolas to ask if not beg for him.
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“Sure.” Emir took out the first set. His Khopesh that was like another limb to him, some dark oil that was not good for messages but great for setting stuff on fire, and the heart that he nabbed from a spider. He figured it should have some poison attribute or something else useful. If it increased the execution part of his blade. He would be happy with it. He got closer to Nikolas to give him the items. Still standing in only his boxer briefs, and he got just close enough to see the easy flushness of him. “Get to pounding. If you need any help doing so, please tell me.” He would whisper in his ear in a husky voice.

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level

35

stats

POWER B/62 [break]
DEFENSE E/11 [break]
SPEED B/51 [break]
MAGIC B/73 [break]
VITALITY E/11 [break]
WILLPOWER B/51[break]
LUCK F/02[break]

cooldowns

Desert Night 0/3 [break]
Black Light 0/3 [break]
Me and Shadow 0/3 [break]
The Culling 0/4 [break]
Death's Dance 0/5 [break]

Night Servants

Servant 1 [break]
Servant 2 [break]
Servant 3 [break]

items

Shroud of Midnight[break]
Dark Soles[break]
Exec Khopesh[break]
Black Apple[break]
Unholy Oil[break]
Black Scarab Broach[break]

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Emir did not mind the feel of being in his undergarments in the middle of the room. It was more odd to him that he was the only one. Normally when he started stripping people would join him. At first he thought that his charm was lacking, leaving Nik unaffected. When he saw him becoming redder than a tomato. He could not help but grin. His cocky self confidence shows in him trying to flex a little bit. His eyebrows did a little waggle at the bedroom comment. Even if there was not a forge back there. Emir was thinking someone was gonna get pounded.[break][break]


The Harbinger carried his stuff with ease, as he followed along. “Huh. The forge doesn’t tire you out but I bet I can.” Emir made sure he said it under his breath. He did not want Nikolas having a heart attack. He was not one to mind the silence. The last comment made him 93% sure Nik was flirting with him. He gave a slightly cocky grin as he hoisted Nik up with his arm. The stat points put into power came with some benefits. “You should not say that. A fine wine such as yourself only gets better with age. Making you have the best of both.” Emir kept his face close as he put the man back down when the threshold was crossed. Giving a quick wink with it. The nightwalker acted like it was completely normal to do. He wanted to turn Nik red again. It was too cute not to see.[break][break]

Emir looked away to let Nik catch himself a bit. The room was a lot warmer than he was expecting. Then again it was a forge. The heat actually felt comfortable to him. The Sahara in the daytime was similar. It was a feeling that reminded him of home in the olden days. The time before everything changed. It was a melancholic thought. Then if the new world did not come about. He would still be that same trapped bird.[break][break]

“I can get you the points or anything else you need.” When Emir fought off the thought quickly, he stepped back up to Nik. “What do you need me to do for you?” His golden skin was shining well in the heat of the forge, as his amber eyes drilled into his target.

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level

35

stats

POWER B/62 [break]
DEFENSE E/11 [break]
SPEED B/51 [break]
MAGIC B/73 [break]
VITALITY E/11 [break]
WILLPOWER B/51[break]
LUCK F/02[break]

cooldowns

Desert Night 0/3 [break]
Black Light 0/3 [break]
Me and Shadow 0/3 [break]
The Culling 0/4 [break]
Death's Dance 0/5 [break]

Night Servants

Servant 1 [break]
Servant 2 [break]
Servant 3 [break]

items

Shroud of Midnight[break]
Dark Soles[break]
Exec Khopesh[break]
Black Apple[break]
Unholy Oil[break]
Black Scarab Broach[break]

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