The world was utterly crazy for Isiah, he learned that even his tiny amount of divine energy had value here, and he also gained dark energy that couldn't be compared to what he had before, and he was on a higher level as a mage too.

' I wasn't even considered as a mage, but that's fine, now I am much worse, I will try my best to learn this fuc***ing language so that I could use this grimoire, and then no one will be able to stand in front of me, no one would dare to even talk to me.

Isiah looked at the body of that vampire on the ground after he fell and set there too, he was dead, there was no doubt about it, Isiah just sighed, his chest kept on moving up and down because of all the physical effort that he did to contain his body when he was suffocating because of his blood.

' I wonder if vampires are all this weak, I mean if my blood kills them this way then they are not that powerful, I was mistaken when I thought that because of their nobility that they would be in high ranks? maybe it is a thing that exists only in movies? !''

Isiah took the vampire's clothes immediately after he made sure that he was dead, then walked away after hiding his body behind a crusty tree. He didn't know if the battles were to happen later or when they would happen, but he didn't want to go back and see what was there.

Isiah walked fast after he wore those Victorian-style pants and shirts and a dark coat. He felt the snake too on his neck this time, he looked at it with a smile then continued walking inside the crusty forest.

" I think you helped me back then, still I want you to stay away from me, this kind of attachment is toxic!"

Isiah giggled because he thought of the snake around his neck. The snake was indeed toxic, but somehow it didn't cause him any injury since he opened the grimoire.

' The only thing that is messing with my head is that this snake has some weird contractions in different situations, I don't like that because sometimes it only distracts me and that is so annoying '

As a matter of fact, Isiah didn't even know the geography of the place, he didn't even know the language, which made things even more difficult than anything.

He kept on wandering around when he got outside the rusty forest searching for a place to stay alone and reorganize his thoughts,

The only place that came to his mind was under the bridge, he didn't want to get lost too because he wanted to go back to the stadium so that he could attend more fights and gather more information.

He took a brief nap, after all, he lost so much blood that day, that he didn't even know if he should refer to it as a single day because this endless series of events felt like an eternity.historical

He rested his head upon the grimoire for a second and he slept immediately, the snake that was on his neck all day went to his wrist and rolled its body there while keeping her head upon his index.

Isiah woke after that to the sound of rain, at first he just cursed as he moved to the other side, his eyes were still open which made him think that he was on Delwias Island.

Even there he hated the rain, he hated the melancholic scenery of it, and he hated its frequent pouring.

' I hate rain, I hate the color of the gray sky, I hate how it feels, I hate what it really did to my mental state, even Emperium doesn't show up like usual when it's raining, I don't know why it happens this way but rain always hides what above us as if we need some consolation for our weakness and failure"

Isiah felt something moving in his wrist the moment he turned to the other side, so he opened his eyes half asleep only to see the snake there looking at him while he was not conscious.

'Shit, was that a dream? ' Isiah thought when sat immediately while removing the snake from his hand.

He heard the sound of rain pouring again, he started to wander around with his eyes, he was stunned by the look of dark rain pouring from above him into the ground, he was still not wet, the bridge seemed to protect him from it,

Isiah was scared to even get outside, he thought that it might be dangerous because of its color, yet he kept her eyes focused on it.

For what felt like hours as the rain kept on falling, Isiah was not able to hear any person moving outside during that event so he realized that it was very dangerous to walk outside.

He tried to divert his attention for a bit when that took so long, so he started looking at the corpses inside the river in front of him that kept on moving.

Now that he got a minor idea about the diversity of creatures in this place, he realized that he didn't see any corpses of other creatures, all the corpses that were there belonged to humans.

' I wonder what happened to them to end up here in this state, I need to have more power, more pieces of information, more weapons, I think I should kill more creatures to gain more powers, otherwise, I will end up there floating on the surface of the boiling river '

The moment Isiah remembered the snake she realized that it was not sticking to him like always, and it was nowhere to be seen, he cursed when he saw her moving toward the open area. She was getting outside toward the dark rain. Isiah yelled at her, wanting her to stop.

He didn't even realize that he was yelling at her while walking fast to catch her up so that she won't be soaked.

Yet the snake didn't turn around to face him, it kept moving and all Isiah could do at that moment was to through himself right outside to cover her letting himself get soaked by that dark rain.