FINAL QUEST- GOD SYSTEM APOCALYPSE IN SEKAI

THE SUMMONED ONES FURY

VERMILLION POV YEARS LATER

The sun faded into night. A hooded man in gray robes stomps a staff on rocky ground and a gem of magic glows bright green atop the staff he was holding.

“I have finally found it. I finally found it. The seal of calamity and destruction of the eighth headed god Dragon.” He stomps his staff with magic circle glows on the Ground. The gem in his staff glows bright purple colors. The mountain splinted into two halves. The walls of the mountain engraved in a square pattern in both sides and at the end of the mountain is a glowing golden light. The hooded man walks the distance coming out from the glowing light into a large glowing flowing river. In the middle is a curve ark with shape patterns. He stomps the staff and stone ladders ascend from the river. He roams his purple eyes as he continue straight in his path. With a subtle voice. He speaks to a ghost.

“I will kill, I am going to kill all those nobles I promise.” Memories floods into him and out of his fury and anger he speaks to himself. If I clearly remember as the legend says. The hero king Oregon fought the great war against the eight head dragon ,the dark lord super weapon. He fought and defeated it by sealing its power.

He divided the eight head dragon's magic into two halves however it split into three. Half of the dragon's power was sealed into the dragon and the other half of the magic Aura was sealed in his body.

The third part was split when he struck the dragon and thus, the magic divided and radiated in Oregon world among the people and that dragon's power gave magic to every next born generation which was the cause of pride and wickedness, and thus I will take back every magic MANA from every living person in this world in the other to revive the eight head dragon and with its powers. I will wipe out the kingdoms of this world and bring a new era. A new world of peace.

To do this, I have to go to the kingdom with the strongest magical presences and the kingdom of Roland and will do just fine as my test subject for revival. The five kingdom of this world, I will bring them to their knees causing chaos within their ranks and kingdoms will to fight each other and after that war. I will destroy the kingdoms that remain standing.

Furthermore, I will bring that dream to reality from the ashes of five kingdoms in one banner where there is no kingdom or royalty, Just government ruled by his people and his people. I will never forget. Oregon world needs a savior.

It needs to be reborn from the ashes of flames. A reset to what time was like before the war of the dark lord forces. At that time the world had selfless leaders and not kings. Leaders that will help humanity unite with their own hands and not sit on a throne toying with human lives.

The war that broke out before the dark lord forces invaded as a result of leaders who valued human lives protecting their various clans and citizen. That war lasted for a hundred years. Everyone lived a simple life. Sword and martial arts were the only practiced skills back then. Man did not depend on magic but skills. A simple living existence loving each other and managing life the way it is, although there were hardships due to war, life was good before the war. The dark lord eight-headed dragon and his forces fought and lost, and the shock wave radiated magic in the air across Oregon world, and before you knows it.

The generations and generations after that began to possess magical abilities. 80% of the population of the world had been born with magical abilities and from that 80% emerged the classes of royalty, nobility, merchant, warriors, peasants, and slaves according to their magical levels. Oregon's descendant was a failure. The hero-king created Roland kingdom as a symbol for peace, and he united all races to work as one, but his descendants were blind with greed for power and wealth.

Five powerful kingdoms stood tall among other kingdoms and in those kingdoms. The oppression began. Those with magical abilities began to brand themselves as gods and those without magic were below them and were maltreated and slaughtered like pigs.

They were called peasants and slaves and their duty was to be at their back and call of nobles, grovel over their feet and their father's taught wickedness to their sons. The pride began. War of five kingdoms Erupted but this time it was not as bad as it was before Oregon time. In that time of war, powerless people seek a way to fight and protect themselves.

Some turned to lost magic and others sword skills of old and that was when my father who had no magic ability became the strongest peasant sword master of Roland kingdom. He found out about the old martial art of man and with that knowledge. He became the heroic warrior of peasants. My father was a citizen of Roland and one day the greedy king name king Jing and his nobles heard a rumor by some adventurer saying that hero-king Oregon's magical sword that can transform into a sword named Excalibur and his treasures are in one of the dungeons across the world and so the king called my father and some peasants and ordered him into the dungeon to find out what treasure that lies in the dungeon, and he must bring it to him.

My father was forced into it as a scapegoat because he was having the support of the masses at his back. Some even wanted him as king. A Robin Hood of nobles and the nobles and king want him dead, and they force him on a no return mission into the dungeon and by ensuring compliance. They arrested the peasant's families to ensure that they don’t betray the kingdom and then my father entered into the dungeon, and he watched his friends and fellow men chop down by the man-eating demon inside the dungeon. My father was on the verge of death melt a god-tier Goddess in the dungeon named Sesimon. A vampire Valkyrie of the dark lord beloved.

He helped him and taught him science alchemy. How to create a magic weapon without magic. He learned Alchemy because my father had no affinities for magic unlike me but he did not give up and when my father came back from that dungeon. His wife, my mother was killed. I was just five years old when I saw my mother died before my eyes.

With his knowledge of alchemy. He created a new kingdom he called a country.

A country for slaves and peasants and hunted demi-human. A world where equality matters. No nobility, just the way the world was once created. The slaves and oppressed peasants from various kingdoms found this new kingdom. They began to run from their various kingdoms to this kingdom called country.

A place where slaves and peasants can be voted into leadership without any monarchy system. The kings of the five-kingdom heard about the country without a king that my father built. They felt my father wanted to destroy the status quo of nobility system and if there are no slaves to tender to their greed. Who will build their houses or satisfied their s****l urges? Feed their cattle or serve as entertainment.

The kingdom of Roland. A kingdom that was created for peace decided to invade the country however my father’s army of peasants put up a good fight combining MANA in the air with alchemy. They created magic air pressured weapons. Soon the other powerful kingdoms such heard about the resources in my father's position, and they sort for it however the king of Roland claims that the country would belong to them because my father was from their kingdom and half the slaves were from Roland.

They haven’t defeated the country but yet they already fought for spoils. A coalition army was formed and the first large-scale war began. My father, an intelligent man and a warrior. He knew how to use his surrounding to his advantage. He won every battle and the coalition army was defeated. The five kingdoms decided to call a truce. They agreed to let the country become the sixth country of peasants. They ask for some resources which my father shared for peace. When my father breathed a sign of peace and relief. He let his guard down. He and his entourage were poisoned by night. The five kingdoms had sent their army after they poison him. They killed a lot of peasants and took slaves, r**e the women, and were told to ensure I was killed, but I escape with the book of alchemy. The grimoire of magic awaken my powers and that was their greatest mistake. Pursued by a coalition army.

I melt a Vampire Sesimon and I pledge my loyalty to him who helped my father and the owner of the Grimoire and we both agreed to work together. I will revive the eight head dragon to cleanse the world from their corruption and reate a country where there is no king or nobility, no magic and I as the founding ruler. If I go back now and recreate that country my father once created and dreamed of. The prideful noblemen and their monarchs will venture to create war and chaos destroys it again.

Therefore, I have an answer to solve and fix the screwed world. I decided to destroy the kingdoms from within creating a world of chaos. Over the years and training with sesimon. I learned different things about magic. I looked for a magic Vondor and with it. I created magic that can prolong my life and also create clones of myself.

Vermilllion walks to a froze statue of a colossal eight head dragon 900 feet tall. Vermilion looks tiny before its massiveness with forces of humanoid status frozen in stone.

“I will create an iron army with alchemy and dragon magic scales to create a super army that will wage a war on four kingdoms and force the hands of other kingdoms to form a coalition army for war I will return the Oregon world to square one. I will revive the eighth headed dragon and the dark forces waging war in the Oregon and from the ashes of that kingdom. I will bring a new world without magic to reality. To the proper way it has always been and my name shall no longer be know as Vermilllion.i shall be called the summoned one.”

Vermilion walked to the center of the arch and from the fury of his wrath. He violently rammed his staff into the center of the seal and suddenly!.