Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150502142033/@comment-5583506-20150523173904

The Pale Man was about to utter something as a mockery to her statement, but he soon found that his smile faded. He lowered his eyebrows and gazed down. He felt pain... and weakness...

"H-how?" he uttered. "I... I finished the ritual! I should be complete! I should be IMMORTAL!" He shouted out the last word in disbelief as an objection to what he was experiencing.

"You... fool", groaned Sibern.

The Pale Man shot a burning glare at the dying Investigator. "What's that?!"

Sibern's voice was very soft and his eyes were only half-open. "Your cast your curse... wrong... and therefore... the ritual is... obsolete..."

"No. NO! It can't be! All the descendants are dead! The reagents taken from them are now a part of me! I should be..." The Pale Man groaned and staggered backwards as he looked down upon Kay's blade buried inside his stomach. "... immortal."

"You cast your curse over all those present at your death, Pale Man", sighed Sibern and slowly turned to lie on his chest, facing their opponent. "A couple of guards and a prostitute. All their descendants would pay the price..."

"What..." The Pale Man coughed. "What is your point?! I killed all of their descendants through Audiana! I killed Harold Hammerhand, Sybil Ladurec, Sinderius Hestria, Rakh, Garulf, Izzad."

"You seem to forget that one of those names was already extinguished before you uttered your curse over them..."

The Pale Man's gaze flickered. "Wh-who? Who then?! Give me a name!"

Sibern smiled cruelly. "Astain Ladurec was already dead before you uttered your curse. Because you had already murdered him within the Derelict. Thus your curse over his family name was and is ineffective. Sybil Ladurec's death was in vain."

The Pale Man shook his head furiously. "No! NO! That cannot be! She must have been Astain Ladurec's daughter! The whore was there! She became an Unseeing after witnessing my demise and that's why she was alive as to this day!"

Sibern tried to laugh, but the pain prevented him from doing so. "You uttered your curse over everyone present at your demise. But Sybil wasn't there. She was just a regular 'mortal', as you would call us. It wasn't her stomach you needed."

The Pale Man's face twitched in restrained anger.

"It was Embla's. She was present at the time of your death. Yet you had her killed with the help of Garulf. She was an Unseeing. That's what she tried to tell me that day when we... " He fill silent. "That's what she told me. But I was too numb to understand what it was she was trying to tell me."

"YOU ARE LYING!" spat the criminal.

Sibern shook his head. "Garulf knew. He had figured it out even before me. Embla was the last reagent required for your resurrection into immortality. But you had already had her killed. And then you killed Garulf as well. I guess I can see why he was smiling now as he died. He took his secret with him to the grave and died knowing that he had forever prevented you from achieving whatever godhood you seek. You have failed, Pale Man."

"NO!" growled the Pale Man and rose to his feet again in pain, charging towards the bleeding Investigator. "Let's reunite the two of you then! The whore and her Investigator!"