Assassin's Wishes 21 War Against Fate

After a short rest Mormo sat down and tried to feel his life force, these particles didn't have any specific location and were just randomly moving in his blood vessel, his body didn't recognize the new life force, and the life force didn't recognize the body.

Mormo didn't care much about his current situation, all he was thinking about is to fill his body with life essence.

He was powerless, his whole body didn't really function. The muscles were turned apart and his cultivation base gone. He couldn't move freely in the woods, to make thing worse because he didn't have any essence he had to drink and eat like a normal person which made his situation more challenging.

He didn't know how much time this tiny bit of life force will mount to and little by little his feeling toward his life force became weaker as if it couldn't sustain his soul for long.

Mormo searched for a dead tree and caved with a stone a little room inside of it.

It was already night and he was afraid to leave his "safe" location, so he stayed there and tried to learn and feel more of his own "new" life force.

He could tell that he lacked too much life force and if he wouldn't collect more he will die soon.

What made him frown even more is that he could detect that his life force didn't want to stay at his body, this exact behavior is what made it possible to detect them and learn about them, but he knew that given a chance all his life force will leave his body immediately.

Until he fell a sleep he kept playing and probing his new life force.

In the morning he pulled out of his hand a big chunk of dead muscle, he cut it into tiny bits and created a variant of primitive traps around the dead tree in hope to collect some living animals.

When he finished that he started to create some items that will help him to collect water from the environment, he knew how to get the water from different angles, if needed he could even get his water from the trees that surrounded him, so he wasn't panicking about his survival too much.
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Eventually he managed to collect more rats, after extracting their life force and consuming it, he ate part of the meat and the other he left for the future traps.

Like that he pa.s.sed his days, creating traps, collecting the mouses, extracting their life essence and then probing and learning about his life force.

For some reason, when he managed to trap any animals other than rat, he didn't manage to extract any of its life essence, it was like a different object he had no connection with.

After a long time Mormo muscle started to build themselves again and even some skin was starting to grow on his body, but to his horror his muscle and skin had been looked like that of a rat! The muscle form and shape were terrified And a weird and smelly hair grew on his skin.

He was deformed, his face was too ugly too look at, he didn't resemble a human being in any way. He turned into a real monster.

Weirdly after the initial shock, his state didn't make him upset in any way. He just didn't care. All he wanted is revenge! He wanted to kill! He wanted to make them suffer cruelly death!

Unfortunately for him, he did manage to feel now life force pretty well, even the life force of other creatures, but he couldn't use it or his own life force. When he tried to collect the world essence, he managed to feel them, but they refused to enter his body, eventually he became happy about the situation! to collect them means that he will still be under fate! He didn't want to be some chess piece where everything just forced on him.

He couldn't control his own power or choose anything, if he will start over again, he will be under fate again! He wanted to break free out of this prison, he wanted to create his own destiny!

"If needed I will just turn myself into a G.o.d by killing all the others!" he said as ferocity and determination radiant out of his whole body!

Then it's. .h.i.t him. all people could do is to store the essence in the air, not creating their own. As far as the creatures of this world knows no one can create essence, so how come this essence came to be so packed in this world? They call it different G.o.ds and laws but how the essence differentiated between each other? They don't! how the essence is different from every person life force? They don't! how my past life force and my current life force are different? With a little adjustment they don't!

"What if I could collect the life force of the rat turn it into my own life force and then create essence out of the converted life force?" Mormo thought as a weird, sinister and crazy voice which should be a laugh escaped his mouth.

For the next few days apart of eating and sleeping Mormo felt his own life force growing stronger each day thanks to his traps, and the essence in the air.

He wanted to learn about all their differents before he will start to try to convert them.

After a lot of studying and failed experiments he managed to convert a little bit of life force into his own unique essence particle. This particle was pure and didn't require any cycling before the storing, with a strong determination he inserted his particle into his heart!

"a human isn't a puppet and isn't a slave of this world, I will create my own path, I will hold my future in my hands, I am a real cultivator and I will not cultivate the power of others but my own power, I will steal the power of living and turn it into my own special power! I will cultivate my heart and as long as my mind is strong, and my heart is firm I will always managed to survive and become stronger!" the organ he chose was symbolic, but he was fine by it.

This decision was illogical and Mormo knew it well! He could make the same mistake again, but he didn't care, that what he wanted and that what he will do, he didn't want to be bind by fate and this was his first battle! He will destroy any rule that bind him.

Time kept moving as Mormo found more rat, extract their life force and then convert it into his own unique essence.