First Stygian Diviner:Apocalypse

"Killed! huh , I don't think so" Isiah said as he stood motionless looking at the third massacre he had made in the last few days.

People were screaming in a very terrifying way, and when they were already hit by his attack, a few of them ran towards him to hit him physically when they were not in a state to even think of a spell that might work under these circumstances.

A few of them clenched to his leg as they were melting and screaming non-stop.

He didn't move, he kept looking at them from above while just staring at them, very disgusted by their existence .

" You should have stayed in your homes and lived that small amount of time that I gave you, you didn't like it , you wanted revolution, revolution against the wrong person, just like your king I don't care about you, I don't care about any of you , your king didn't care about you so why do you think that a monster like me would care about you? " Isiah said as he pushed the meat that was in his shoe a few minutes later and then turned around .

He certainly didn't kill all of the people there, he was aware that there were a few of them who survived the attack and were hiding in the dark corridors but he didn't follow them, he just turned around to head towards the castle .

Oliver was still standing in front of the door of that library as Isiah told him, however, the look in his eyes was very different from before , because he heard all of the screams of those people .

He was trembling with each second passing waiting for his turn to come , however, when Isiah returned to that place he didn't even look at him as he was entering that library .

Isiah had severe symptoms right then , he just went to the table and put his grimoire on top of it and started to read all the spells that were unlocked for him to use at this level .

He found the spell that he was searching for .

The storing spell was a simple spell but the amount of space and items to store are different due to the energy that the mage is using .

Isiah said to Oliver at that moment:" Bring me all the magic books, history books , and all the books that you think are important "

Isiah sat on the chair sweating heavily , he was very tired now and feeling a lot of pain, Lexie was very far from him and he didn't know how much he would stay that way before he turned into something that he feared for the past few months .

Oliver was working very fast, he started to walk around and gather all the books in that library that looked very interesting while Isiah was closing his eyes to rest for a bit on that chair .

Isiah thought about bringing Lexie here to drink her blood , but then he remembered her state from last night so he backed off .

He then remembered Oliver, he thought of using his blood yet he was not sure of how to use it without killing him at this point .

Oliver was working with all of his heart, he just had to obey Isiah so that he would stay alive.

Isiah knew that he was different from the first time he saw him yet even now he was not aware of how much this person was devoted just so that he would survive .

Oliver was 21, he had no family but his twin brother , his name was Jerome , contrary to him , Jerome was crippled since birth , when his parents were here they took care of him but when they leveled up they left both of them there all by themselves in Emperium, they were 10 when this happened which forced Oliver to do all of his best so that they both could survive .

Because his twin brother Oliver refused to work with the guard mages of the king , if he worked there he would have so many privileges and he would also level up and live a good life in Afan with his family .

His decision cost him a lot, even his relationship with his brother went bad when he knew that he sacrificed that much for him .

And even right now, all that Oliver was thinking about was his twin brother. He was left at home for two days without knowing what was happening outside of his room .

Isiah gave him a cold look when he noticed the number of books that he collected , he couldn't even stand on his feet at this point , he just shouted at him:" yooo, come here "

Oliver was very terrified because  he thought that it was his end , he kneeled on his knees then said to him:" Please, I can't die right now , not now, you can kill me , I promise you , you can kill me but before let me just tell my brother that I am going to die , I know there is no reason for you to listen to my excuses but ….but ….please , I have to tell him that I am dead , that I am not giving up on him , that my disappearance from his life is because of my death "

Oliver was trembling and crying right there , he was holding a few books between his arms but when he kneeled on the ground he just rested his head on top of them and started to cry .

" My brother …if you are going to kill me , then please tell him that you killed me !"  Oliver was crying heavily .

Isiah looked at him very surprised by his reaction , somehow he didn't care about his death but he cared about his brother's reaction to him .

"Just shut the fuc*** k up !" Isiah shouted .

Oliver started nodding very scared, he didn't said a word after that when Isiah just said to him:" Make a cut in your arm"

Isiah was hesitant about what he decided to do , the hunger was more than he could take and he had to do something about it .

" Do you want me to kill my self ? "  Oliver asked with a pale face .

" Fuc****k, no , make a cut in your hand , let the blood be in a cup or something " Isiah said impatiently .

Oliver was very afraid of Isiah when he started cursing , it felt like he lost his temper already .

" Okay , okay , wait a second " Oliver said as he went outside the library to the lower floor , exactly to the kitchen to bring a cup for the blood .

Isiah just kept looking at the ceiling above him , he wished that this would work therefore he just waited there until Oliver came while exhaling heavily with a cup , then he made a cut in his palm blood dripping from it .

When he got some blood there, he handed it to Isiah , and Isiah closed his eyes.

when he saw it then said :" More …more …fill that fuc****ing cup "

Isiah didn't even take that amount because he waited to fill his throat with it with one shot and get done with it .

Oliver made the cut very deep and then did exactly what Isiah asked him to do , he didn't complain or even hesitate when Isiah asked for more, he did then he gave him the cup .

That demon was not usual therefore Oliver just stood there looking at Isiah with a lot of curiosity .

" Go outside , make sure that no one comes here unless I call for you " Isiah said while still looking at that cup disgustedly .

When Oliver left the room, Isiah drank that cup very fast, the scent was not to his liking and he just wanted that to end .

The amount of blood was more than Lexie gave him in all of those times , he drank all of it until he felt that the urge was decreasing with  each passing second .

However, right when he thought that the urge was bearable he started to vomit right away .

In the meantime, Oliver stood silently next to the door thinking about his brother with tears in his eyes, the last time he saw him they had a huge fight.

They were used to having fights especially when their parents leveled up but by far this was the biggest one for them .

Oliver looked at the ceiling in front of him then he looked at the ground , he looked after the blood that was on the ground , and right away he felt like he was not there , and that he was in his brother's room where he found him surrounded by his blood when he tried to take his life away .

His brother was not a mage, not in the full sense of that word, when his parents saw his disability they didn't even try to fix him or even enter him into the institution to learn magic , they just locked him in a room waiting for him to die there like an animal .

" Brother…I am so sorry "

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