Protagonist? Antagonist? I Reject Both

[Yes.... it is us….]

A feminine voice echoed in his mind

Leon extended his hand and traced the consciousness as if touching something delicate.

"Hella!"

''You...You can talk,"

[Master, we can always talk. We have been connected since the very moment you summoned us but it's just you who couldn't hear the voices.]

[But now…I am so happy…]

[Sniff…Sniff…Sniff…]

Leon was startled by Hella's sob and as Leon closed his eyes he was flabbergasted seeing the ghost army bowing before him while crying in his consciousness.

Leon didn't know what was going on but he assumed that the higher-level ones might have gained the power to communicate with him.

Amidst this, he saw the Vampire Terpas saying something.

[My Lord, I have managed to catch a part of Sanders's soul.]

"Sander!"

Leon opened his eyes and showed a small bright orb floating over him.It was quite small and was just a part of Sander's soul.

"Are you alright? What's with this half soul and can you also talk when I haven't even summoned you?"

"Leon, stop!"Irina muttered and extended his hand to hold Leon.

She was terrified seeing him talking to himself but before she could touch him, a fierce pressure pushed her away.

She staggered and fell.

As she got up, her body shivered, feeling many presences weighing down.

Soon the sight of several blurry figures holding her appeared who opened and locked their gazes into her.

A staggering pressure as if facing several Martial Kings confronted her borr on her freezing her in one place.

'Don't…Dont disturb our King!'

Similarly, Su Lin who tried to approach was hit by another wave.

Swoosh!

Following the voice, Irina was pinned down by an overwhelming force.

Meanwhile, Sander's soul flickered…

[I don't know how but I can talk.Everything was dark for me the moment I felt my head getting sliced and the next moment I felt as if something was attracting me and guiding my.Like a mindless being, I chased a faint bright light. A part of me was torn in the process and then as I regained sanity, I saw you.]

"It's weird.."Leon murmured nonchalantly.

[Weird...You are telling me this is weird when you going around carrying a shit ton of fuckers screaming things around you.]

Leon's eyes broadened for a moment.

"You can also hear them."

[Yes, and I don't know what you did to them but they seem to worship you as their Gods, so am I. But for some reason, I am still able to maintain my sanity but I don't know for how long I feel something is eroding my mind.]

[Can't you feel…]

"Feel what?'"

[Their feelings of course.]

With a skeptical look, Leon closed his eyes for a moment and concentrated...

As Leon closed his eyes and focused, a cacophony of faint blurs and whispers flooded his mind, like the distant echo of a thousand voices murmuring in unison. At first, the sound was disorienting, and a discordant symphony of indistinct murmurs and eerie whispers that seemed to dance on the edge of his consciousness.

But as he concentrated further, the whispers began to coalesce into distinct patterns, forming a haunting melody that reverberated through his mind.

Among the whispers, he could discern the unmistakable sound of his ghost army, their prayers of respect and awe ringing out like ethereal echoes in the depths of his mind.

It wasn't just Hella, Terpas, and other upper members but the entire army to the weakest one of all.

His assumption was wrong, he can feel each and every one out there. He feels connected to them.

But soon he started to get overwhelmed.

Yet, beneath the revenant whispers of his followers, there lurked a darker undertone, a screeching discord that sent shivers down Leon's spine. It was as if something sinister lingered at the peripheries of his perception, a malevolent presence that sought to corrupt and devour his very sanity.

"ARGHHHHHHHHH!"

A groan escaped from his lips due to the intense influx of information that caused a splitting headache in the mind

"I…I can't lose myself."Leon grabbed his head tighter.

Despite the unsettling nature of the whispers, Leon managed to contain his sanity, his mind stood like a fortress against the onslaught of darkness. With each passing moment, his grip on reality grew stronger, his determination unwavering in the face of the eerie whispers that surrounded him.

He could understand them, though he couldn't hear their words he could feel their emotions resonating within him.

It was the raw emotions of anger and revenge for their Liege. To dismantle his enemies and repay him for giving a chance to see the world again after death.

At that time, the words written in the paper given to him by Su Lin flickered in his mind.

Regrets won't change yesterday.

Anxiety won't change tomorrow.

Just give it all and ram the ones you need to ram in the present.

They aren't mere shadows, there aren't mere puppets.

They are the flickering embers that will accompany you to avert the darkness

Understand them, listen to them, and form a connection with them to make them substantial and ethereal, only then they will show their true wrath making your foes tremble.

The first advice was to show what he needed to do and the second was how to do it.

Previously Leon found that the attack power of ghosts was similar to their living counterpart but their defense was quite fragile.

A single blow of superior strength was enough to dismantle them but now he understood that it was because they didn't have enough resolve to take on heavy attacks.

The ghosts are undead yet they carry the emotion and are a reflection of him.

Without his trust, they are just fragile creatures or puppets without battle IQ and defense but after understanding them, Leon finally realized.

All of them are just like branches and roots supporting the tree and he is their tree.

If he isn't strong they won't.

To strengthen them, he needs to treat them like a part of himself and handle them with a strong mentality so that while commanding them he won't lose his sanity. After all, can a normal person remain the same after feeling thousands of emotions?

Overcome by intense emotions, Leon opened his eyes.

"Sander....where is Ian and Vikram's soul."

[I don't know how but it seems, their soul went with their head.]

Leon placed a hand over his knee, stood up, and raised up his chin to look at the figure on the ground.

"Mot…I mean woman, do me a favor."

......

A chilly unsettling atmosphere lingered across the battlefield dawned in heavy silence.

None were in the mood to speak as the result of war left a bad aftertaste. Even after going through all this, the result was disastrous.

Not only were they unable to finish off the enemy commander, but they were also mocked in their face by the enemy Lord.

Just when they wondered what was next, they saw a slight movement.

Everyone's eyes fell on Leon who slowly stood up.

Death of comrades wasn't something new but it always left a stabbing pain in the heart.

The pressure on Irina vanished but she didn't make a hasty move.

Irina gave some time for Leon to settle his emotions before speaking anything.

"Le..."

"Mot…I mean woman, do me a favor."

Irina's whole body shivered and Leon's words rang like thunder booming her eyes. She was so shocked that her heart almost skipped a beat and burst out for a moment.

Though he hadn't called her mother fully yet this was enough.

She tried to hold back tears but it just flowed out uncontrollably.

"Leon!"

"I don't have time for drama" Leon answered abruptly, turning his eyes towards Irina and then to others.

"Please do me a favor,"

Leon's gaze turned chillingly cold as he surveyed the scene before him. His eyes, normally filled with indifference, now bore a glacial coldness that seemed to pierce through the very soul of anyone who dared to meet his stare.

In those icy depths, there was no warmth, no compassion, only a fierce will and a simmering wrath that lay just beneath the surface. His pupils narrowed into icy slits, reflecting the stark determination that burned within him like a smoldering ember.

As he locked eyes with those around him, a palpable sense of unease settled over the place, as if a cold wind had swept through, chilling everything in its path. Even those who had once stood steadfast in their loyalty now found themselves hesitating under the weight of his gaze.

It was a gaze that spoke itself, conveying a silent warning to all who dared to oppose him.

At that moment, all of them felt Leon was not just a man; he was a force of nature, a relentless tide of wrath and determination that would shake the enemy with the slightest movement.

And as he stood there, his chilling gaze fixed upon them, there was no doubt in anyone's mind that they were facing a foe unlike any they had encountered before.

Darkness started to swirl in Leon's eyes.

In those cold, unyielding eyes, they glimpsed the true depths of darkness and the price that would be paid by those who dared to stand in his way.

"Tell me Leon, what do you want?"Irina asked while trying to put on a resolute expression.

At that moment, everyone around could feel the hair on their body standing erect and a chill ran across their spine.

Darkness started erupting from his body.

"Potions...Please give as much as potions you have and...."Leon's gaze then turned towards the distant place.....

His eyes glowed in golden, capturing a great span of distance, and spotted all the blackish flickering orbs lingering all around.

"I swear on my name that I am gonna wipe out everyone there and for that I need help. I am weak...No matter how strong I am, alone I am weak but.."

Leon's voice became louder and louder spranging all across the field.

In his eyes, the thousands of souls that lay across the battlefield started to flicker.

If it was before he might have hesitated but now he didn't care about the consequences.

"But with you all, I am not...So, please accompany me on this journey for the survival of those who remain here and for the thirst for revenge that had been fuming in your soul burning in the afterlife."

"So will you accompany me?"

Leon's voice echoed, following which the temperature of the place started plunging by a great margin.

A strong gust of wind started blowing across the place.

"It's time for the enemy to face your wrath."

"AWAKEN, MY FELLOW BRETHRENS!"

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