~ Start of Book 3 ~
While a particular Goblin was only just waking up after taking three days to complete an evolution.
Many different things were happening both near and far.
The Orcs had just completed a devastating attack on the eastern walls of the Dalorian Kingdom. Not only had they killed hundreds of Dalorians in a battle under the sun, but the Orc War Chief also proceeded to kill a few more, destroy a large part of their wall, and deliver further injures to Admiral Prag in a separate battle under the moon.
It was a truly devasting two pronged attack that ensured the Dalorians would need to spend some time to recover from injuries, grieve their loved ones, and repair a much needed eastern wall.
In the War Chief’s mind, it would give them time.
Time to go wage an entirely different war.
A war on Goblins.
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In another part of the world, three Tier 5 Goblins were traveling towards their goal at a speed much faster than their predecessors. The Royal Retrieval Team.
Two of the three Goblins were the only two Generals of the Shadow Goblin Clan, and as this mission demanded equal parts of speed and stealth, it was only right the Generals of the Clan most proficient in the combination of both aspects.
Along with them came a General from the Central Clan. The younger brother of the current Chief.
The three of them together were a powerful trio of Goblins yet despite their power…even them had to tread carefully as they traversed through human lands.
Desperate to meet their Future King…
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POV Rick
‘Uh…damn…why do I feel so groggy…I don’t think I’ve ever felt this dazed after an evolution…
‘Oh wait…an evolution…status!!’
Ding!
{The Markings of Royalty cannot be looked down upon}
{Receive Ruknar }
“HAHAHAHA!!!”
‘Velora, are you seeing this? The Markings of Royalty cannot be looked down upon! I have no idea what that word means, but it sounds powerful right?’
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‘Velora?’
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‘Alright, I’m sorry for immediately greeting you upon waking up and thank you for watching over me during the evolution, can you please speak to me again now?’
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‘Status…’
{Name - Rick}
{Age - 21}
{Race - Royal Goblin}
{Element – Goblin Fire}
{Tier 5)
{Essence - 0}
{Evo Points - 0/12960}
{Skills}
{Velora} (Dormant)
‘Dormant…Velora is dormant…does this mean she is evolving as well…’
‘But there was no warning. Nothing at all. I don’t even think she knew that she was evolving. So, could it be something else…? Did something happen to her?
‘…No…she’s just evolving. It will probably take some time and then she’ll return like normal…yeah, no problem at all…’
Rick sat there in silence for a few uncomfortable moments. It had been a long time. A very long time since there was no voice in his head to keep him company.
And it took a few seconds, but he eventually felt alone. The happiness at evolving slowly slithering away as his thoughts were his and his alone once more.
‘Who would’ve thought that I would miss Velora’s voice in my head so much. It’s weird because I’ve lived most of my life without anyone else’s presence in my head, yet instead of feeling things were back to normal…it just feels empty…
‘Sigh…Alright, I can’t sit on my but and be depressed forever, now what is this Ruknar thing- Oh…the second I said that word, something popped up in front of me.’
{Activate Ruknar?} Yes/No
‘Well, let’s think about this for a moment. I have no idea what activating this would do, which means It’s probably not a good idea to activate it right now…
‘So, I’ll say no for now, but I‘m definitely excited to try it out considering the message it came with The markings of Royalty can’t be looked down on or something like that right. Surely that has to do something with these tattoos of mine.
‘Literally no other Goblins have them, and until now they haven’t really done anything other than making me look a bit cooler than the other Goblins. Man, even Rogu doesn’t have tats. Alright, I’ll go outside and test it out in the forest or something.’
As if right on cue, a calm knock and a firm voice sounded at Rick’s door.
“Chief, is everything alright?”
It was the voice of Jaba that spoke up. One that had a slight tinge of worry laced behind a tone of confidence.
“Ah Jaba! It’s good to hear from you man, yeah everything’s fine! Give me a sec I’ll be right out.”
Rick promptly responded before abruptly, trying to stand up as if he previously did.
But things were not as how they previously were. The large Goblin practically stumbled to the floor. It seems this evolution had changed more than one thing.
‘What the hell?’ Rick said, as he finally took in the situation of his body.
First of all, starting at his Tier 2 evolution and all the way till the previous Tier, Rick had grown to be just around 6’3 in height.
He had somewhat of a hulking build, with large bulging muscles, and a beautiful array of black tattoos that started at his shoulders and seemingly danced in a tribal like pattern down his arms, his entire chest and a large part of his back.
But all of that had changed with this evolution to Tier 5.
Gone was the already massive, brute of a Goblin, in its place, a much taller but remarkably refined Royal Goblin stood in its place.
He now stood at a staggering six feet and seven inches. Not a smidge lower or higher.
His muscles, rippling with even more power than they had before, were now compact and tightly woven amongst themselves. Rick’s figure was chiseled, refined, compact, and no one would dare to say he lacked power.
For it clear as day that a single punch from would shatter almost anything it was aimed at. Or so it seemed at least.
Being a Royal was more than just a title.
It was more than just something that commanded a little respect.
Especially when your race itself carried the air of Royalty.
It didn’t command respect. It was expected. It would be given. It didn’t need to be earned. You simply had no choice but to pay your respect to one of such nature.
That is the air of power that now exuded from Rick.
That was his birthright and the core of his being shining forth.
The air and exuberance of Royalty.
‘What the hell happened to me? And why do I have the body of some type of flimsy pretty boy?!’
