Chapter 111 - death

People think that super powers are absolutely cool and full of pro's,

But that is not always the case.

Ever since Dror gained his powers his senses had improved at a drastic rate along with his spiritual sense.

This made him able to feel other people's emotions more clearly. Every True warrior was more or less an empath, who could sense other peoples emotion and clearly empathize with them more deeply.

A warrior practice's for years not just his body but also his mind, only then does he or she take the step to become a True warrior.

Someone who has entered the True warrior realm the natural way, would be capable of completely controlling their mind and emotion along with their powers.They don't get swayed away easily. 

Dror's case was an extremely rare one, usually a warrior who has been practicing would encounter a fortunate incident and enter a pseudo true warrior realm.

But Dror had gone from an ordinary man to a True warrior in one jump.

There have been cases of such people going mad or committing suicides due to mental problems, unless they were strong willed or found external help like a good teacher.

Dror had held up well considering such cases. It probably had something to do with him spending a lot of time in the red and black smoke, and not getting into contact with a human community suddenly after gaining his new powers.

But this didn't mean all the problems were completely resolved , ever since he started to communicate with people  he started getting emotionally attached  with them and empathizing with them easily.

This was also one of the main reasons why he had decided to take upon this path of revolution that he was walking now.

It didn't just end there, this had also resulted in him molding his Dharma the way it was right now. 

But Dror himself didn't know anything about this and neither did he had anyone to point this out or guide him properly.

The lie that he had come up with ones to cover his past was starting to bite him in the a.s.s now. 

He had claimed that he had a master who had gone missing, so none of the other  stronger warrior's whom he encountered later found it necessary to guide him in anything basic.

A warrior's path was of solitude and self improvement, it needed selfishness to progress further and they were able to detach their emotions easily when needed and don't get emotionally compromised.

But there was another path that was similar to what was happening with Dror, it was the path of the sages. They directly attached themselves to not just people but the very nature itself emotionally.

Dror was clearly walking in between, which was clearly a bad thing for his further progress in any one of these paths.

...

Dror kept on walking for hours before he reached his destination, he could have hired a taxi.

But he kept on walking as his heart was heavy, when he finally reached the place he was a little calmer.

This was not the first time that he had felt sad after seeing the situation of a fellow human , throughout his journey he had met with such incidents many times.

What was making him more sad and angry was the fact that, even with all his strength  there was nothing he could do in such a situation.

If he forced the situation, the chances of the situation becoming much worse was very high.

After resting a little while and calming himself down, he focused on what was  before him.

But Dror was standing on the foot of a hill further away from the grave yard.

This was the place that he was searching for.

When the first settlers arrived at the ruins of the previous towns, they had found too many human remains. 

Since they were not related to the dead, they found it easy to bury all the remains together in a pit.

Before Dror sent his spiritual sense into the earth and found the location, something else attracted his attention.

He could see that black death aura was getting concentrated in a specific area nearby the hill.

He found the phenomena to be a little out of ordinary and thought of observing it closely, but he didn't send his spiritual sense afraid that he might spook something he didn't want to.

But before he could get close and observe more closely, the aura dispersed on its own and he was able to see what was attracting the death aura.

It was an old man buck nude and floating in the air while sitting cross legged.

The old man had very long grey matted hair and a beard, he appeared very dirty as if he hadn't cleaned himself for a long time.

A weird branch-like staff was pierced on the ground beside him with a human skull radiating black aura  embedded on top of the staff .

Before Dror could think he heard the  Evil sword in his mind " Barf and it is a weird nude old man...wait… Run, leave this place immediately, we can come back later…"

Dror had a mocking smile on his face " please stop vomiting in my mind,  ho... I thought you liked these kinds of things… why do you want to run away so soon.."

But before he could continue mocking, Nympho  interjected him " Shut up dumb-ass… it's a death worshiper, If you want you can entertain him … I am running..."

But before he could replay or sneak away, at some time the old man had opened his eyes and was staring at him.

Dror paused as he couldn't move anymore, he felt like he was being absorbed into the pupil less black eyes of the old man.

The eyes felt like they were rotating like a black hole that absorbed everything.

Not just him but Nympho was also feeling the pressure and unable to make any move, so was Maya.

But the pressure was relieved suddenly and everything returned to normal.

The Old man's eyes also returned to normal and he was standing on the ground and carefully observing Dror.

Then the old man started closing in on Dror while counting with his fingers and he seemed very absorbed in his calculations.

At least that is what it looked like to Dror.

Dror felt relieved and agitated at the same time, he was relieved about the fact that the pressure was released and the old man didn't attack.

At the same time he was feeling agitated because a nude old man with everything exposed was walking around him and observing him, while counting with his finger.

Dror send a spiritual message to Nympho 

" What is this creepy guy doing…"

The replay came instantly " I think he is checking you out to see if you fit for one of his s.e.x.u.a.l ceremonies.."

" what… f.u.c.k you Nympho, don't mess around with me in such a serious situation…"

"pfft… you should have seen your face a moment ago, really funny… And I don't have any clue what this weirdo is doing. 

Some say they eat new born children and bathe in the blood of v.i.r.g.i.ns, they are supposed to not have any moral standards, they kill people they see randomly just like that…"

Dror thought to himself " That is similar to what I have read on the sky network… f.u.c.k why is my luck so bad, I have to meet with such a powerful Death worshiper…"

" Nympho, do you think we have a chance to somehow escape.."

" He could paralyze you and me with just a look, I guess he has clearly seen through you and even me.. even with the standard of death worshipers this guy should be in the range of very powerful ones.."

" That is what I was also thinking, still how about one of your special teleportations with the aid of Maya…."

" I guess we could only try that, but the chances are very low."

Maya interfered in their conversation " weir..d man dan.gerous, escape.."

Dror responded " calm down Maya, He hasn't attacked us directly yet… let me try to talk to him first.. maybe he is not an enemy… the records about death worshipers seems to be wrong, this person is really weird but he didn't attack us directly… maybe this guy is an exception.." 

But before Dror could speak further a strong hand with overgrown nails was around his neck and he found it unable to avoid it no matter how much he tried.

Dror thought " was this guy not attacking me until now because he thought I was too weak and could be dealt with so easily… f.u.c.k.."