Fanfic (Azarinth Healer)

Chapter 6 - Harassment and Grinding

How do you kill something that can easily find you while you can't find it, and only attacks when you are in bad shape and unprepared. It was also capable of sneaking through my perception aura.

It tracked me through sound so I needed to be quiet. Void magic was soundless, if I could manipulate enough to form sound absorption panels or even a cocoon, I could cut off its ability to track me and proceed to search for it. It was also probably hearing me through my rifts. So I needed sound barriers surrounding my search ones. Except it could hide from my sight aura. It didn't do that the first time so it probably can't do it 24/7 I needed it to let down its guard and then silently search the area.

I rifted out of the cave. And surrounded the rift with inky black nothingness of the void absorbing all sound but allowing my void sight through. To its senses I should no longer be around. I opened up new search voids and started searching the caves. The rifts were as small as I could see through and I periodically doubled bac to that lair room which was full of slowly melting ice.

Eventually I had to end my search for the day and sleep in the woods. I left my Aura of Winter on to ward off any night predators, while training the skill. I also made a little structure of ice, since I wasn't bothered by the cold and my aura would keep it from melting.

The next day I took regular breaks from searching for the man-bat to remotely send death to some bone blood oozes. I even rifted one outside the dungeon to train my resistance.

This continued for a week, as I alternated from slaying creatures, yanking them out for resistance training, or silently searching for the blight of my life. I became brutally efficient. A side effect of keeping my aura of winter up was that it was starting to train my frost body. Apparently resisting the cold temperature I altered the world into, also needed resisting.

Meditation hit the 2nd tier, allowing me to move slowly while active. Not that I needed it with my fighting style.

I finally started training my black hole when I started seeing packs of oozes and swarms of bats. The skill did not disappoint, it was a powerful AOE that locked enemies in place and killed them. It just didn't work well against single targets and close quarters which I had previously been dealing with.

Eventually I found the bastard. It had been stalking my hunts from a distance in stealth. I got lucky scanning the area long enough after that it dropped the stealth ability. I threw a maximum strength black hole on the fucker, to lock him down and began hurling projectiles while it desperately attempted to escape the gravity well. But I didn't want to kill it remotely, no this was personal. I teleported near and began caging us both in with ice.

It tried to drain me with blood magic but I was nearly at the 2nd tier resistance. It's draining kept it alive long enough to finish my cage before I ended my spell. It lunged and I formed blades of oblivion for it to charge into. It could not deflect and my manipulation kept them between us as I hurled ice shards at it. My rival stuck to draining me.

My aura of cold was sapping away at its life, and its movements grew slower. My ice shards impaled it bringing it to its knees. I brought the void swords around its neck and gave it one last fuck you before decapitating it.

I fell to the ground. I felt relieved but also somewhat hallow. I'd finished my goal after so long I didn't know what else to do. I needed time off for a bit. And after that maybe a fire dungeon since I have so much anti-heat/cold stuff.

First a class evolution. As angry as I had been the last week or two, it sucked feeling that way. I hated feeling anger and a berserker sounded like that'd become my life. Meanwhile Maiden of Winter was gendered and didn't have a preference towards melee. The choice was easy when reminded of my original goal. I accepted the maiden.

I could see the subtle changes to my body through my void sight. I looked a tad more youthful, my face rounder, my curves fully formed. Between my legs laid something far more in line with a woman's parts than with a man's. I hugged myself. I got to be me. I got to be a girl. If I stopped now I would be content with my form.

I needed a new goal, my old one was reached for all intents and purposes. I wanted to be stronger. I wanted power so that nothing could make me feel helpless like my rival or the eldritch potato. I wanted people to be so awed at my level they won't harass me. I wanted power.

I was going to go back to the city and find a fire based dungeon to train heat resistance on and level. I could reliably tango with things at much higher levels as long as they were stupid. So that would be a priority.