Warlock of War: My Ares System

Chapter 291 Intermission: Me? (Final)

And just like I expected… her hand tensed immediately, but her face showed no reaction.

It was as if I was staring at a block of steel, negating my ability to read and decipher the plan of this woman.

"Although, there is the chance that you've pulled a reverse-reverse on me… and want me to actually pick this card… oh man… this is kind of fun," I smiled, grazing my fingers along the tops of each card, attempting to feel another reaction from this woman. "Then I've decided… this one will do."

"And why?"

"Cause why the fuck not,"

Her eyebrows creased ever so slightly as I applied even more pressure, sandwiching the card between my thumb and index finger.

Her reaction was slight, but to be honest, I didn't really care as to what I picked now… as I had chosen this card at random.

"What will fate bring me," I smiled, pulling out the card, causing all of the other cards to disappear into white dust, drifting about the abyssal room we had been standing in.

Slowly, I flipped the card around, revealing what seemed to be a man clad in heavy armor standing within an open box pulled by two strange figures.

One was black with white stripes, and the other was white with black stripes…

"You've chosen The Chariot. You Fool," She muttered, her eyebrows creased enough to show her dissatisfaction.

"Now, shouldn't you be happy for me? The Fool will only drag me down with its beginner's luck… I don't need fucking luck, you got that?" I announced before a door opened behind me, creating an exit out of the darkness.

It was a comically massive door, as always, and as I walked through it, it felt like something had shifted within me.

The ends of my fingers tingled as a large smile stretched across my face, with my eyes rummaging around within their sockets.

They all stared at this one panel bobbing up and down before me… and from here, I knew this was where my originality could be born.

[You have chosen The Arcana: The Chariot]

[Fate and Destiny has been unraveled]

[The new section of your status: Tarot Power has been revealed]

?Status?

[Name: Orion Vazgath]

[Race: Demon]

[Class: Prince of Blood]

[Level: 43/55] (20/200) XP Needed

[HP: 100/100 MP: 75/75 SP: 60/60] - Above Human

[Strength: 43] - Above Human

[Defense: 40] - Above Human

[Magic: 45] - Above Human

[Speed: 48] - Above Human

[Skills: [Spear Coating] [Berserk Coating] [Empower] [Scout] [Ancient Torterras Tongue]

[Miasma Infused Presence]

[Tarot Power: [None]

[Prince of Blood Skills: [Royal Blood Magic] [Vampiric Creation] [Vampiric Drain]

[Shroud of Fermented Blood] [Egg of the Progenitor]

[Passive Skills: [Toxic Immunity] [Toxic Body] [Night Vision] [Breath of the Snowy Underworld]  [Blood of the Underworld] [Blood Tainted Aura] [Blood Tainted Presence] [Speech of a King] [Constitution of a Tarturling] [Prisoner of Tartarus] [Iron Speech] [Demon's Gluttonous Stomach] [Potion Organs]

[Rune Path: [Influence of Battle] [Throne World: Basin of Roses] [Locked] [Locked] [Locked] [Locked]

[Equipment: [Magic Ring] [Storage Ring] [Sangria King's Spear]

…

The next day, while I was training, Arachne came up to me again upon learning about what happened within that strange room.

Clearly, she wanted to know the details, whether that be for her own personal enjoyment or for Ares to learn of what happened as well.

Although, it's not like I had an intention of hiding it since it's already been engraved into my status.

"What did you pick?" She asked as I slumped against the wall, sipping on the glass of water a stray butler had prepared for me.

"The Chariot… isn't it suitable for me?"

"Do you think you'll obtain original powers from it? The prince of blood skills and even that ancient tongue of yours is more than enough to grow and expand your strength to a quantity undeniably overwhelming,"

"Do you know what happened in my dreams after drinking that ichor potion?" I asked, my eyes slowly drifting off into the distance as all of the servants who had been fighting me prepared to beat my ass again.

"Dreams? Did Hypno visit you or something?"

"No… I was encountered by myself. He perfectly used every single Prince of Blood skills and my ancient tongue to a degree so high that I was nothing before him… he said he was from a different timeline."

"Different… timeline, you say?" She pondered over the question for just a moment before speaking up yet again. "Kronos should be locked up… unless there is some other god or goddess out there who might have a hint of control over time."

"The thing that really trips me up is the different timeline part because he said he was from the same time period as me… and he was that much stronger… though, I don't believe him in the slightest."

"Yeah, if he has the power to control time or has somebody assisting him with the power of time, then you can't be sure he is actually from a parallel universe,"

"Mhmm," I sighed before slowly sitting up and getting ready to fight once again.

Currently, the tarot power was empty with no skills that I could use, but that wasn't my original point.

It was obvious Athena wanted me to obtain such power and most likely pick The Fool, who has unlimited potential… but I assume with the blood of gods flowing through my veins, I'm somewhat similar to that condition.

"I won't be your pawn, grandma,"

From now on, my goal is to obtain skills within the tarot power section of my status, and then once both my prince of blood skills and tarot powers have been polished to the utmost max… I'll combine them.

I saw on the internet while still in the overworld that combining skills is actually possible, and if that is true, then, of course, I won't hesitate to give them what they want in exchange for it.

By combining these two god-given skill sections… I'll form my own originality.