Requiem Of A Failed Hero

Raith's dagger drew a thin line from his initial position past the three goblins that stood in front of him.

Their head fell to the ground one after the other.

"Does the sharpness of this dagger increase with speed? I don't know."

Raith summoned the item details.

[Item Details]

Fenrir's Dagger.

Attack Power: 1,607

Grade: B

Durability: 700

> When in the hands of a very fast person the sharpness of this dagger is doubled due to the obsidian metal.

"Hm hm, impressive"

Raith looked at the path in front of him which ended with the open cavity of the cave beyond.

'A cave'

It was cringe to think about but Raith honestly hope that his death will be waiting for him in this place as he nonchalantly marched into the cave as complained–having not received a single reward since he started hunting the goblins.

Slash

He drew a horizontal curve toward his side as a goblin popped out of the dark side of the cave.

Slash Slash Slash Slash

What started slowly instantly became a charade of seaming lines that slowly disappeared after the dagger had cleaved the goblins in the targeted area.

Raith's movement was random and guided by his transcendent sense.

'Ah!'

He suddenly stopped and rolled his upper body to his right side slamming a high kick into the face of the goblin that jumped down from a dark high corner–the goblin flew into the wall of the caves and fell to the ground leaving an art of its splattered purple blood on the wall.

"My status"

[Hero Status]

Name: Raven Raith

True name: Unknown

Class: Child Of Death

HP:4,000/4,000

Age: 21

Level: 04

Aura points(A.P): 00

Shadow points(S.P): 71(locked)

Cosmotic points(C.P): 125

Title: Celestia Slayer, One who devours death, Chosen by the claws of failure, destined for damnation, I do not fear death, I am Suicidal.

Dust attributes(Traits): the darkness beyond death, the dissatisfaction failure brings, Shadow lord(locked)

[Skills-Passive]

- Devourer(EX)lv.4

- Transcendent sense(S)lv.14

- Intimidation(S)lv.7

- Heat Resistance(S)lv.2

- Poison Resistance(R)lv.1

[Skills–Active]

Truth Seeker(S)lv.1

- Lavaration(A)lv.6

- Instant Move(B)lv.4

- Air Leap(C)lv.5

- Black Armour(D)lv.1

- Way of the Sword(SSS)lv.1 (incomplete)

[Stats]

- Strength: 71

- Speed: 48

- Stamina: 50

- Intelligence: 130

- Endurance: 79

- Will: 12

Available stat points: 12

'It changed again, is it because I'm in a gate that is in another realm? Anyways, let's see this skill'

[Skill Details - Way of the Sword(SSS)lv.1]

> An incomplete skill from certain scriptures. This skill perfectly enhances the user's affinity and dexterity with the sword to the bare maximum. It is a swordsmanship that counters and finds an opening no matter how tight but the skill is incomplete and in a premature form.

> Energy points cost: 10 Cosmotic or shadow energy per minute.. 5 aura per second.

"Amusing, it is rather sad that I don't have a blade."

'Imagining using this with the perfection of my transcendent sense.'

Raith rubbed his chin. He rolled his sleeve and tucked his dagger into his inventory.

Pow Pow Pow

He began to pummel the goblins with punches. It was not going to earn him anything but for a moment he liked the sense of total superiority, although it soon bored him.

Raith's abnormal stat was a big contribution to how strong he is. If he was able to gain stat through defeating monsters like everybody or completing a quest from his archon but it was not so. All he needed to do was die which raked in an abnormal flow of stat points for him.

Meeting Thard-Harl was a foundational boost to his stat. And even sometimes he can't help but be grateful to his sparring partner. The truth is Raith has been defeated more than he has ever defeated anyone.

He stopped in front of the towering double door embedded within the cave walls.

'Body armor'

'...'

Raith looked at where the notification will usually appear at.

"Ah, my bad Black armor"

[You are using skill 'Black Armor']

[Your defense will increase by 100% for one minute]

His skin began to turn black and thickened, up to his neck.

'Instant move'

As his image blurred forward, he flew and smashed himself into the door–making a dramatic and grand entry.

The cave was wide and open and even he would not believe the number of goblins that existed in that cave.

On the other end of the cave was seated a goblin bigger than the others, athletic and huge with necklaces and ornaments that seem to be from middle age.

Beside the goblin king are four other goblins with equal body structures but were not as big as the goblin king.

Raith was still in mid-air— anybody would have desperately wished they could put a stop to their movement at that moment but Raith...

[You have deactivated skill 'Black Armour']

He grinned as he fell right into the middle of the crowd of goblins, their numbers were almost a thousand.

Hence began the beginning of the death Raith sought.

But it wasn't so enjoyable. His cry flew into the air as he fell amidst the goblins. They began to tear his skin with bare hands while some clobbered him with the clubs in their hand. It was a very rough and disgusting sight to behold.

The goblins after confirming his death scattered around leaving his body that has been carved open with his disgusting intestines on full display, with his eyes colored red and mouth wide open.

[You have died]

[You have been brutally murdered]

[Enduring pain and suffering you embraced your reality]

[You have gained 100 stat points]

[Your Endurance stats has increased by 10]

[Due to the title effect of 'One who overcomes death' You will be revived]

[HP will be replenished]

[Stamina will be replenished]

"Eh ehh ehhh!!!"

Raith rose from the dead with a joyful cry.

'A whopping hundred!"

He cried.

Death truly was not sweet and not once has it been good even when it was quick. But the rewards that followed made him so happy that he forgot the pain he had just gone through minutes ago.

The goblins were already running towards him at this point but instead of preparing to fight Raith lowered his legs and bent down.

'Air leap'

"Eeee-yaahhh!!"

He screamed as he catapulted himself towards the lid of the cave, reaching a higher level than any of the monsters.

[You have equipped Fenrir's dagger]

As his feet gently landed on the cave ceiling–

"Instant move"

whim

Raith's body tore through the wind into the ground–causing a terrific explosion that released an expense of dust.

As the dust cleared, several goblins lay on the ground with their guts open. Raith spun his blood dagger as he rose from his bent position after he had repeatedly stabbed the last one to death–bathing his face in the splatters of its blood.

As the corner of his lips curved, his gaze met with the goblin king. Raith pointed his dagger forward to the goblin king and brought the tip of the dagger to his gut, keeping his nasty grin and making sure his eyes were fixated on the goblin king even though he raised his head to show the dagger on his neck.

UUUUWWWEEEIIIGGHHKKK!!

All the goblins began to scream upon the shout of the goblin king. With a heightened vigor and spirit they charged at Raith who stood in the middle of the cave with his right leg on the goblin's head.

'Instant move'

Wham!

As his body blurred once more into the distance beyond him, his leg squashed the goblin's head.

Swish Swish Swish Swish

It will take years of experience on the field for anyone to swing a dagger the way Raith did, yet somehow, just by sheer enjoyment and immersion he was fighting as he had never–constantly shifting the dagger between his left and right hand–in moments where the dagger was busy and could not switch to deal with enemies that were closing toward him, he plunged a blow into their face or jaw with his hand.

His amateurishness could still be seen in his movement but his superhuman speed and strength tremendously made up for it.

And when the pressure got intense.

'Air leap'

Whoosh

He was thrown into the hemisphere of the cave before they all could gather on him.

However.

Whoop! Gbam!!

One of the hobgoblins that had been monitoring him collided with him with a leap from where he stood.

Crash!

Both of them crashed through the protruded stone cones of the cave roof and on the wall, then down to the ground.

The hobgoblin immediately grabbed Raith and began to punch his face not giving him space to breathe.

In a moment his face had deformed, covered in blood he slowly lost the strength to breathe.

[You have died]

[Fighting with your all yet being defeated]

[Growth buds within your death and failure]

[You have gained 13 stats]

The hobgoblin walked away from him with the other goblins cheering for its strength.

The goblin king grinned and leaned into his seat.

"Wheee..."

[Passive skill 'Intimidation' has been activated]

[Target has been stricken with 'Fear']

The goblin paused as Raith whistled, leaning on the cave wall with his hands folded.

"tch...thirty stats to speed"

[30 points have been added to speed stat]

"hmm.. twenty to strength"

[20 points have been added to strength]

"Twenty to stamina"

[20 points have been added to stamina]

"Damn, I need two daggers, using only one is causing an imbalance, it's a different story if it was a sword."

Raith muttered to himself and put the dagger in his inventory.

"But since I'm using bare hands, should I just recklessly invest the rest of my points to strength?"

He asked the hobgoblin that stared at him, dazed Raith tilted his head sideways with a gaze that made the hobgoblin want to knee.

The monster's leg slowly took one step back.

[35 stats have been added to strength]

"Haha!!"

Perks is what we call passive skill, don't blame the changes on me, blame it on the system updates.