After that, the few children who survived their death-matches, were each taught the various methods for cultivating Aura and training their physical bodies, while enriching their minds. Aside from basic Meditation to raise the Aura stat, they would spend each night, sleeping in a large coffin: filled with the relatively small skeletons of their former enemies.
The bleached white bones would continually absorb the Darkness mana and actually grow in size, along with the kids. For the next few years, they learned how to use a handful of simple spells, gained a few passives regarding weapon masteries, and were given tainted food and water every day.
Once ‘Immune System Boost’ and ‘Poison Resistance’ reached level-three, the children would begin using poisoned weapons in training, and eating raw meat, while drinking nothing but animal blood. By the time they became adolescents, their Darkness Affinity would reach level-five and their Aura stat would be at least two-points.
That’s when they would begin their ‘Willpower’ training. Each student would be paired up with an instructor and every day, they would be whipped, beaten, flogged, and tortured in a myriad of simple but horribly painful ways.
However, the strangest thing was that the teenagers seemed to actually enjoy it. They would also make a sacrifice to the Goddess of Darkness; boys would castrate themselves, and girls would cut open their own abdomen and remove their ovaries.
There would be a ritual, where they could meet an avatar of Umbra and she would heal their injuries, while infusing their bodies with her deathly aura. After a year, they were allowed to make the sacrifice again and gain even more power.
It was possible for them to perform the ritual seven times, but after that, they would no longer be graced by the Goddess. At that point, they would be permanently sterilized and could never reproduce. Since it was a curse, regardless of whether or not their injuries recovered, they simply wouldn’t be able to have children after that.
Once they finally reached adulthood, that was when those old bones that they had been feeding mana into for most of their lives, would finally be able to form mana-cores. As soon as the twenty rank-G skeletons were created, they would gain their Profession: Necromancer.
When he saw that part, Michael muttered “That’s weird, isn’t Necromancer usually a class?” However, it was almost immediately explained to the two of them.
Essentially, there were two different methods to reanimate a corpse using the Darkness Element. The first was similar to Enchanting; by collecting the remains of an unranked person or beast, a ridiculous amount of mana needed to be channeled into the carcass, before it would finally be able to form a mana-core.
Rather than becoming a Companion, the undead creature would simply be a puppet or Darkness Golem. Without a will of its own, it could still follow simple commands, and be extremely useful eventually.
By feeding it higher ranked mana-cores, it was possible for it to evolve into a more effective and powerful tool. The undead weren’t Soulbound to the Necromancer, so they could actually be sold as either a source of labor, expendable soldiers, or pseudo-Companions for adventurers.
Obviously, the various factions of the Goddess of Light would typically persecute and vilify anyone who would be willing to use such abominable creatures. Thus, it was rather uncommon for undead to appear under the control of anyone who wasn’t a Necromancer.
The second method was a bit different, and involved ‘corrupting’ the mana-core and corpse of ranked humanoid or magical-beast. It was possible to create much more powerful allies that way, but they wouldn’t be puppets.
After hearing that, Michael muttered “Wait a fucking second… Doesn’t that mean your father and those two nekomimi are still alive-ish?”
Sarah shrugged and told him “Do you honestly think that I care?”
However, then he snickered and asked “Oh, really? I remember eavesdropping on the two of you talking to each-other before you evolved… Something about wanting to get revenge on a bunch of assholes in Carrabelle City, right? Well, if those douche-bags were rank ‘G’ or higher, then doesn’t that mean they’re actually still alive? You aren’t even slightly interested in killing them, permanently?”
Hearing that, the worm-girl suddenly trembled and glared at him, before saying “Thanks for reminding me.”
He snickered and then told her “Pause the video for me, I need to piss.” She stopped channeling mana into the skull, and waited for him to return from outside.
It had been three hours since the beginning of the movie, and there was still quite a bit left. Even the worm-girl had to put the projector down and go outside to relieve herself. Apparently, if she prevented her tail from urinating and defecating, her normal bladder and bowels would eventually fill with excrement, and she had to deal with that the old fashioned way.
When they continued watching, Michael smirked and asked “Holy shit, is this supposed to be porn?” Those children had all grown into adults, and it was finally time for them to begin releasing their desires.
After being tortured for seven years by their instructors, they had developed strange and complicated relationships. It was typically a sexual relationship based around hate and pain; consensual, yet extremely violent and sometimes lethal.
The video was practically voyeurism, since it was obvious that the people being recorded didn’t know that there was a pseudo-camera in the room. Since the instructors were typically the less talented of the previous generation, in many cases, they would literally be killed by their furious students.
Michael was actually masturbating at that point, as he snickered and complimented “This is pretty awesome… Cannibalism, necrophilia, there’s the whole teacher-student taboo going on, plus the hardcore bondage scenes. It’s kinda lame that they’re all Humans, but whatever, it’s still pretty kinky.”
The worm-girl to his left also felt a strange sense of arousal from watching the gory and cruel sex-scenes. Then the narrator explained “For those who give-in to their desires and fornicate, while immersed in the carnage and violence, the Goddess shall give her Blessing of Lust. While those who abstain, are rewarded with the Blessing of Purity. Both paths are extraordinarily beneficial to the Assassin, and shall greatly influence their future cultivation and potential growth.”
She turned towards the naked man to her left and asked “Which do you think I should try to get?”
Without even considering the second choice, Michael immediately told her “Obviously Lust… I mean, you already gave away your worm-virginity like it was nothing, so I kinda doubt you’re the Purity type. Maybe if there was a Blessing of Bitchy Cuntitude, but there probably isn’t. Besides, you have a horny immortal bastard like myself to use and abuse, hehe~.”
Sarah scowled and continued to watching the video. Once the students had received their blessings, it was time for them to finally begin working as Assassins.
One of the fastest ways to improve the Aura stat and Darkness Affinity, was to kill enemies who had the Light Affinity. However, she already knew that much, so it wasn’t particularly helpful.
Reanimating corpses was another way, and that was essentially the most important aspect of the whole documentary. It did cover a decent amount of spells and skills that she didn’t have, but the moment that it finally ended, she told him “I want to try out Necromancy.”
Michael snickered and said “Yeah, it does seem like fun. Unfortunately, I can’t actually learn it myself. Hehehe~, I’m pretty sure you’ve never tried this before, but you can actually remove only specific parts of things out of your inventory. For example…” The two of them sat up and Sarah sent the obsidian skull into her first bag-slot.
Suddenly the skull of a tiger appeared in the man’s hands, and he explained “Basically, all you have to do, is go out and kill some animal and then you can directly pull out the the skeleton without having to deal with all the other nonsense.”
After he made the pure-white skull disappear, the worm-girl asked “Can I have one of your corpses? It’s not like you’re using them for anything, right?”
Michael smirked and said “Yeah, sure, but don’t play with it in the house. Here, I’ll send it directly into your inventory…” as he placed his right hand on her shoulder. A screen popped up, which showed her three bag-slots; the first had the Obsidian Skull, the second was a black-leather backpack, and the third was empty.
Without hesitation, he sent all eleven of the corpses that he had collected, directly into her storage. When she saw how many there were, Sarah snickered and asked “What the fuck were you planning on doing with these things anyway?”
He smirked, answering “I figured they’d be worth something eventually. Maybe I’d become a Necromancer, or I don’t know… I probably just have hoarding issues.”