Dark Necrosis
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Silight is an ancient chirurgical doctor, but he is also an expert Necrosis wich means that he is an exelent invocater and necromancer, he also participated in the building of the Divin Stairs.
he brings a human head covered of blood and puted it in the middle of the Sibisation circle, he claped his hands and suddenly some kind of shadow came out from the circle and burned the human head chair, few seconds later the whole skull is grinded into powder, after that the powder has been asemblated to make a mask wich contain only one eye in the middle of the head, Silight was overjoyed and Named his Sibi Zubi, but Zubi was just invocated and he was weak, the onlything that make Sibis more powerfull is blood and killing! Zubi is considering Silight a God and can't do anything to hurt him!
Silight bringed his own son Karer! puted him on the circle and said:
-Zubi i gift you this child! he will make you stronger! kill him and drain his blood !
Zubi jumped into Karer but suddenly Omega came out from a portal and took Karer away !
-Argh! Omega! why you always have to screw everything for me! my family! my life! my experiences ! Zubi kill him !
Omega dodged his burning body and pushed him with a powerfull wind that came out from his hands.
- You call this experiences! i call it killing! murder! torture! and what about your familly! you never tried to save Meline, and now you are trying to sacrifice your own son!
-Meline is weak she don't diserve to live, and Karer is a failure, in fact also im, but i got what to do about it instead of Karer won't survive more than few hours...
-Its not a reason for killing him or let Meline die! anyway, the devil you created will kill you and destroy this damned place! now see you in hell brother!
He opened a portal to the Divin Stairs and puted Karer in a Dark cave<>
He teleported to Angel his wife and took Leon who was just born and took him to Bory and Saly his parents who can take care of him.
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