Summoning Went Wrong

Okay, I need to explain something. I have been abroad with my family, having a nice vacation. While I was there, my cousin asked me to make him an SCP on the official website. I refused him, since I didn't felt like it, and I was having a great time doing nothing. In frustration, he somehow accessed my computer, deleted several drafts for this story and the other one I have been working on, AND using my profile saying that the story is dropped. He was severely punished by his parents and I changed my passwords, but I lost at least 50 pages of writing! 

Let me be clear here: My goal is at least to write 6 chapters of this story, ending it with a big finale! 

So, no, fake news, Summoning Went Wrong is still alive!

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[...Code received from ■■■■•■■•■■■■]

[...Analyzing.]

[...Commencing program]

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"....I'm up. I'm up.... Up where? God, how long have I been sleeping? Arg, my head! Damn it is this what hangover feels like? It's killing me!"

I opened my eyes, then hissing in pain from the dirt getting into it.

"Am I buried?! "

I slowly dug myself up, my whole body aching like crazy as if I did an intensive workout.

When I reached the surface, I breathed in the fresh air then with my remaining strengths I hissed myself in a sitting position.

"Still here, aye?"

I was still in this grey wasteland with these ghosts popping in and out from existence around me.

"What happened? I remember fighting that brat, then I took a breather and... I can't remember. Status!

[...System reconnected.]

[User been unconscious for: 3 months, 12 days, 6 hours, 34 minutes, and 45 seconds.]

[Updating.]

3 months? I slept for 3 months?! No wonder I feel so sore! Jesus!

[...Update complete]

[All skills been enhanced and exchanged for suitable ones]

[Skill PT dropped to 0]

[Weapon Fortuna Been set as Divine Weapon]

[Second Form Unlocked]

[The third form unlocked]

[The fourth form unlocked]

[The fifth form locked]

[New divine weapon Acquired: [Cane on Beginning]

[Second Form Unlocked]

[The third form unlocked]

[The fourth form unlocked]

[The fifth form locked]

[New functions unlocked.]

[True names]

[ Automatic SPT consumption]

[ Automatic skill evolution]

[Automatic prayer answering]

[Commencing culture creation...]

[Culture created.]

[Culture been named: Parafromism]

[Culture been set as" Lost religion."]

[Ruin been selected...]

[Creating shrine...]

[Shrine complete.]

[Access can be selected through system.]

[Displaying Divine system.]

[Displaying old system, for comparison.]

[Old System:

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Name: Destin Torres

Race: Living Madness (Infant God of Madness)

Rank: Mortal

Stage: 1

Job: Master Summoner, Madness Maker, Parasite, Lawyer,

LV: 10/1000

HP: 6 923/10 123

MP: 540/11 540

QP: 300/300

STR: 50

VIT: 0

SPD: 8

MRES: 90

Skill PT: 34 570

Physical attributes: [Dark Vision] [Destroyed Mind] [Inorganic Body] [Madness Lifeform] [Parasitic Immortality] [Divisibility]

Skills: [Master Summoning Magic; LV:9]] [Nightmare Magic: 9] [Advanced Deal Making, LV:9] [Advanced Wish Granting, LV:9] [Mind Country, LV:9] [Dream Mark, LV:9] [Mad Infection, LV: 9] [ Advanced Telekinesis, LV:9] [ [ Summon Symbol,Lv:9] [Advanced Knife Combat, LV:9] [Advanced Athletize, LV:9] [Advanced Knife Throw, LV:9] [Advanced Poison Knowledge, LV:9] [Advanced Qi manipulation, LV:9] [ Advanced (Corrupted) Holy Magic, LV:9] [Advanced (Corrupted) Compound Magic, LV:9] [Division, LV:9]

Martial Art: [Swift Step] [ Mantra of Madness] [Words of the Black Fox]

Spirit weapon: [Bayoneted Musket]

Passive skills: [Advanced Herbology; LV:9] [Silver Thang Lv:9] [Regeneration, LV:9] [Mass Manipulation, LV:9] [Tantalus's touch] [Sloth, LV:9]

Resistances: [Poison] [Fire]

Curses: [Iophobia] [Holy Burn]

Unique Skills: [Body Physic Manipulation] [Harvest]

Titles: [Broken Soul] [Enemy of God] [Cursed Book Owner] [Revenge Driven] [Decorator] [Heartless] [Insane] [Peak of Race] [Unique Monster]

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[Divine system:

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Name: Destin Torres (■■■■■■■)

Race: Living Royal Insanity (Infant God of Madness)

Job: Summoner Lord, Madness Master, Parasite, Judge, Realm Ruler

LV: 10/10 000

HP: 20 000/20 000

MP: 15 000/15 000

Divine Energy (DE): 3006

Skill PT: 0

Physical attributes: [Dark Vision] [Destroyed Mind] [Inorganic Body] [Madness Lifeform] [Immortality] [Divisibility] [Divine Constitution] [Golden Blood]

Skills: [Summoner Lord Magic; LV:1]] [Advanced Nightmare Magic: 1] [Master Deal Making, LV:1] [Master Wish Granting, LV:1] [Mental World, LV:1] [Dream Parasite, LV:1] [Madness Spread, LV: 1] [Master Telekinesis, LV:1] [ [ Advanced Summon Symbol,Lv:1] [Master Knife Combat, LV:9] [Master Athletize, LV:1] [Master Knife Throw, LV:1] [Master Poison Knowledge, LV:1] [Qi Master LV:1] [ Master (Infected) Holy Magic, LV:1] [Master (Infected) Compound Magic, LV:1] [Advanced Division, LV:9] [Realm Shaping] [Blessing, LV:1] [Divine Appearance.]

Martial Art: [Swift Step] [ Mantra of Madness] [Words of the Black Fox]

Divine Weapon: [Bayoneted Musket: Fortuna] [Cane of Beginning]

Passive skills: [Advanced Herbology; LV:9] [Silver Thang Lv:9] [Regeneration, LV:9] [Mass Manipulation, LV:9] [Tantalus's touch] [Sloth, LV:9] [Small Divine Aura, Lv:1] [Divine Radio]

Resistances: [Poison] [Fire]

Curses: [Iophobia] [Divine Chains]

Unique Skills: [God's Body] [Harvest]

Titles: [Broken Soul] [Cursed Book Owner] [Revenge Driven] [Decorator] [Heartless] [Insane] [Peak of Race] [Unique Monster] [New God]

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"Uggggh, this is too much information for someone who just woke up. Let's just, find my chair and relax a bit."

I stud up and looked around searching for my throne, realizing something crucial.

I-I was hairy.

My whole body was covered in black fur, that seemed to absorb light. My arms and legs became elongated and thin with each finger ending in chitin-like claws. On my chest was a white mark resembling a slightly bent cross. On my neck and wrists were three handcuffs like bracelets made from gold and they were emitting a pleasant heat.

While moving around I also noticed that my old tail was back, the one ending with a furball.

"This is not cool. Not cool at all!! Body Ph- I mean God's Body!"

It was- different. There were no waves, my body just...became air then reassembled itself. In a split second, I was back rocking my black suit. Getting a little sick of the mask, I made a little modification to it. Feeling that the deer skull kinda became my default mode I decided to go differently with my 'human form'. I got rid of its upper part, then I shortened the jaws till they reached my mouth, Then I rearranged the teeth, making them similar to that of a human.

Then for some extra edge, I made a black trenchcoat that had on its back a drawing of the deer antlers with the crooked cross I had in my monster form. As for the decorations, I compressed them into a small pearl that I hang around my neck. The handcuffs on the other hand stayed, I couldn't get rid of them no matter how hard I tried to get rid of them.

"Oh, well they can stay. Now if I could find my. ...Found it."

In the distance, I could see the silhouette of my great throne, seemingly unharmed by the fight.

I walked there and sat in it, a long sigh escaping my mouth.

"3 months... I was in a coma for 3 months... I wonder how that princess doing. I should check on her. Mind coun- I mean world."

I closed my essay letting the familiar feeling carry me to my happy place.

"W-What happened here?!"

Everything was destroyed as if a natural disaster struck.

"My beautiful world! At least tell me that the church is-Shit!"

It was also destroyed, leaving no trace of the building.

Ah, screw this! I will reconstruct this later but for now, let's see what is that girl up to these days.

I snapped my fingers making several mirrors appear before me.

"...Oh my. It seems like she really doing well! I should visit her soon or at least give her something to remember me."

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Yi Bei POV:

"Please miss, forgive us! We couldn't bring it here!

Bamm!

The woman wearing a black coat over his sect uniform kicked the kneeling man in the jaw, breaking two of his teeth.

"You are all useless! Don't dare even looking even at me, before you have it!"

With a bleeding mouth, the man nodded and backed away to the door, leaving me alone.

"Damn it, those three are really hitting on my nerves."

2 months ago, a group of people started to make a ruckus between the outer disciples. They challenged anyone that moved, beat them up then moved to someone else.

This wouldn't have bothered me if not for the thing I learned recently. One of the troublemakers, the boy with silver hair, possessed a powerful spirit amulet capable of absorbing qi in the air and redistributing it into his body, making his cultivation grow tremendously fast.

If I could get my hands on that amulet, I could increase my cultivation and increase the power of the demon in me.

[Alert!]

"Hmmm, who's there?!"

I looked around my knife in hand ready to kill whoever said that.

[Connection re-established.]

[Commencing update...]

"AAAAAAAAAA!Anan electric pain cursed over  through my body, making me feel like I was being cooked alive. Through my mouth and eyes, blood started to spile out, dirtying my clothe.

[...Update complete]

[Avatars been enhanced into divine avatars]

[Contractor Yi Bei is set as follower]

[Blessing of Madness received]

[All states been enhanced by 200%]

[Sanity been reduced]

[New form been unlocked [Demonic Transformation]]

[You received title: [Head priestess of Parafromism] ]

[Form [Demonic Appearance] has evolved into [High Demonic Transformation]]

[New skill received: [Believer's Command]]

[You are now able to talk directly to your god]

I could feel a newfound strength enveloping me, changing every fiber of my body into something greater, something better.

'Now, you are truly one of my subordinates. Use this strength to crush your enemies-OUR enemies! Show them the power that I gave you!'

I can hear him! I can feel him!

"As you wish, my lord!"

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Now that this is done, it's time to test out my weaponry.

I jumped out from my seat and snapped my fingers. In my hands, my cane and my rifle appeared. They became more powerful brimming with dark blue energy. Also, the musket seemed to be more material and was decorated with golden leaf patterns all over its body.

"Let's get this party started."

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Boom!

"Run!"

"He is going wild again!"

"Damn it, why can't these guys calm down for a second!

"This is the 10th of this week! And it's only Tuesday!"

Boom!

A nearby hut exploded into pieces and from the wreckage, several peoples emerged.

One group wore the sects blue and white uniform with its golden belt. The other one dressed in all black and wore animal skulls as masks.

"Give us the pendant, Lian Hyo!"

The youth with white hair and black eyes threw a bird at his assailants.

"Then come and take it from me!"

The masked party roared in rage and attacked them.

Lian Hyo and his comrades continued fighting.

Each party used qi, causing more and more destruction in their way. This would usually cause one of the elders to appear and stop the fight, butthis district had an unspoken rule. The one who loses pays, and fixes.

It seemed like Lian Hyo's party would win, they even managed to punch some of their enemies unconscious.

"This is enough."

On top of one of the hills of wreckage another black-clothed figure appeared. It had a feminine contour and wore a skull of an elk on its head.

"You fought well, buts it's time for you to give us what we want."

"Who are you, people? Are you so afraid that you are hiding your own face?"

"My identity is not important. I will repeat myself for the last time. Hand over the amulet."

Lian Hyo touched his chest where his pendant probably was.

"No."

Followed by his answer a massive amount of qi, escaped his body, painting his close surroundings in a light green hue.

The woman let out a long sigh, the clapped her hands together.

"Then die. My followers, wake up and crush your enemies!"

At her command, her comrades started to emit a sinister amount of qi. Those who were on the ground stood up as zombies, their broken limbs, snapping into place.

"W-What is happening?"

Lian Hyo looked worried, confused even.

"This is only the difference between our abilities. Crush them!"

Before the two fronts could collide together Lian Hyo, used his energy to propuls himself into the air towards the masked leader.

"You are coming for me? Well then, let me welcome you with open arms. Spirit Weapon: Qiang."

In her open hands, a two-meter-long spear made from dark purple energy appeared.

With a swift movement, she blocked the incoming attacks and the two parties started to dance around between each other.

Lian Hyo was originally a sword user and without his weapon, he was at a clear disadvantage against an opponent who was indeed armed.

"You're dead! Spear technique: Double Thrust!"

"[Iron Fist]!"

The two techniques collided creating a shockwave, but spear beat fist. The energy weapon broke the qi surrounding Lian Hyo's fist, piercing it and with a twist, his arm was torn into two.

He screamed while blood started to pour out from the wound, the pain was so great it made him fall on his knees.

"With this, it's over. Spear Technique: Pierce."

The weapon in her hand seemed to double in volume in her hand and using it as a harpoon she threw it at his head.

The weapon flew in a spiral motion, and it would have pierced the young man's head if-

Thing!

Between Lian Hyo's head and the spear, a sword appeared that deflected the weapon only about 0, 5 mm from its target.

The owner of the sword was a man in his twenties with long black hair and a sharp face. With his uniform, he had a white coat that had some flower pattern on it.

"An upper disciple?! What are you doing here?!"

The swordsman swung his weapon again, creating an airwave that cut the weapon into two parts, making it disappear.

"I should ask you the same thing. It's been a while, Destin. Or should I call you, Dealmaker?"

The woman said nothing she just stared at him, then with a shriek, she grabbed her head.

When she looked up, the eye socket of the skull was glowing in a blue light and she spoke in a layered voice.

"Who are you?"

The individual smiled, then with trained movements, he sheeted his sword.

"It's good to see you again. You still own me a sword."

The girl stayed silent then her voice was filled with shock and disbelief.

"...Samurai-sama?"