I created my own system

In the south of the empire, the kingdom of Avarice which shelters a certain marquis that held excessive amounts of wealth due to his certain business.

"Whoahhhh!"

"Go kill them!"

"What are you waiting for!"

Roars of cheers echo through the hidden city, banners are hung on the streets and words of boosting can be heard mixed with the ongoing chaos, the source of the extravagant attraction was none other than the grand structure inside the city, the dark coliseum.

Inside the said place was a vast area built to accommodate a huge crowd of people. It was magnificent in size though within its halls cast a shadow by the grim scene it hosts. The high stone walls are now eerie and stained, and the arena floor is slick with a dark, hardened layer of blood.

The air is thick with the metallic scent of iron and blood, while each scratch on the walls echoes past violence. As if they are haunting the battleground that causes their life. The seats are filled with spectators, excited as the slaughter begins. Each match is etched with grotesque outcomes and blood splatters from countless spectators who continue to roar for bloodshed.

The sun beats down harshly, casting a stark light on the gruesome remnants of battles fought in this ruthless arena. However before the finalist could even reach the floors of the arena, they were first selected through another death match called the dungeon death royale.

All participants will be put in different cells inside a huge dungeon, and to advance to the next quarter of the event they must kill everyone who was imprisoned with them. The last remaining person in each cell will be the one to fight for the main event held inside the arena, and if they are lucky, win the overwhelming prize money and live luxuriously.

Apollo who only came to gather essence and get some cash from the bets sat comfortably on his seat. His eyes landed on the girl who fiercely fought her opponent.

"She might lose," he said while his hood hid his face.

The young mage's current appearance is way different from his original look. Now besides the difference in height, his hair is coloured golden blonde while his eyes had a shade of light blue to indigo.

[Why do you look worried?]

Apollo knows all the deaths that happened here weekly, so if he stays inside this city which legally supports killing the residual mana he uses to convert as stat points will increase.

[Creator, that girl looks unique]

"Yes, I can tell"

The young Lionheart could feel a sudden familiarity with the girl yet he doesn't know what that is.

"Is it because of her mana? But it's not tainted like the ones I saw from the monastery or from the church"

[Corrupted but not at the same time, what is she? Her existence is confusing]

"I only know a being who can be like this"

He said while keeping his eye on the hooded girl.

"She is a hybrid between a devil and a human"

[Is that why despite her corrupted mana, she doesn't get rejected?]

"Yes and devils are humans as well just mutated into this new form"

Apollo continued watching until this girl was able to win against her opponent.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"I wonder if I should help," he thought so while reading the girl's body language.

[Something is making her anxious and it seems she keeps looking at a certain place]

"She is looking at Gram"

[Gram?]

"A man known for human trafficking and slavery, I think he got someone hostage to make that girl fight"

[It must be because she is impressive]

Then Apollo stood up from his seat and went to the edge of the audience seat.

"I initially plan to stay quiet but it seems I would gain more if I move now"

[Is that so Creator]

Jeremiah seems a bit sceptical over his words but continues to absorb the mana from the deceased.

While artificial intelligence continues its duty.

Apollo composed a spell in his mind, then he powered it with his mana causing a stir in the surroundings. The sky turns dark and the festive event suddenly stops. And among the people, an enchantment echoes. It was an ancient spell, born from the darkness, a black entity swallowed the entire city.

"I shall curse you all, all who benefitted from the death of the people below, those who are greedy for wealth shall die while the victims shall live. All who created this dreadful place will die"

His voice could be heard to each person's ears causing an eerie feeling to them.

"I will curse all who protected this place and let them run to kill more innocents"

Apollo's voice went on without stopping and as he continued the enchantment the people of the marquis began to search for the mage who was casting such a malevolent spell.

They aren't stupid to realize that someone is trying to kill them.

"So what is happening Why can't we leave!"

The marquis shouted at his aide however the man had no idea how to get out of the city since a horrific barrier had blocked every passage outside the city.

"My lord there is really nothing we can do even the artifact we have right now is proving useless"

"How is it even possible!" the marquis shouted again while grabbing the collar of his aide.

"It's possible that an even more powerful artifact cancels the one we have, my lord we must kill the mage who is currently casting this spell, if he succeeds in finishing the spell none of us will survive," the knight commander of the marquis said while ordering his men to search the entire city.

However, as the chanting continued the more the words became unfamiliar making the atmosphere even more eerie.

"It's an ancient spell, cut it off immediately!"

The highest level mage inside the city said while doing a counter enchantment to halt the process of the spell. However, even when he and the rest of the remaining mages join forces to halt the spell the voice continues to speak as if it was a raging tsunami.

"Damn it find the caster!"

The joyous event was filled with screams and shouts, and even the lowest member of the marquis's servants began to feel their breath tighten. They began gasping for air as if they were fish caught out of the water.

The surroundings were enveloped in a gloomy and eerie atmosphere and above this city was a magical circle that covered the entire area.

"You! Stop this!" stated a woman whose appearance is hidden by the hood of her cloak.

"Hmmm?" the person she is trying to speak to looks amused and instead of answering her his eyes scan her body from head to toe. That man was the cause of chaos, the caster of the spell, Apollo whose appearance is still hidden by a veil of disguise.

"To think someone will actually find me"

"You, stop this!" she spoke again while blocking the path of the man in front of her.

"Interesting... You might actually be useful"

He said so while his eyes softened as he gazed at the woman's face.

"I thought you were a girl, but I was wrong you are a fearsome woman"

He said playfully while dodging her flaming blade.

[Creator she has a prime element!]

"Jeremiah I think it will be more appropriate to say she is loved by the element of fire"

He answers while dodging more strikes from the woman.

"Jeremiah controls my body for a bit I need to continue the spell"

[Affirmative!]

A sudden change transpired in his body as the system and Jeremiah bound the skilled Master Weaponist and Master fighter to equip his movements with efficiency and sharpness.

While the body is controlled and fighting on its own, Apollo continues casting the spell until the magic circle above the city begins descending. The pressure then escalates until a weak tremor shakes the entire hidden city.

"What is happening!" the mysterious woman in front of Apollo said while the people surrounding them began dying, one after the other. This scenario causes panic among people who are not affected by the spell.

"What kind of curse is this!"

Someone exclaimed while weakly falling to their knees.

The spell Apollo cast didn't recklessly kill but instead, it only targeted the people who greedily use the coliseum. Those who were only working for survival won't die instead they will receive blessings.

"What is going on?"

Apollo couldn't help but smirk as he saw how her expression was too surprised to attack him again.

"You need money right?"

Apollo said while walking towards her, as he comes close he leaned to level himself to her height, then mischievously he began to speak right next to her ears

"I would like to offer you a deal"

His voice was no longer eerie and murderous instead it was sweet and persuasive.