Last Son: Book One

Chapter 13 Sector Three

Samael stepped off the round steel platform, ready to face whatever awaited him in Sector Three. The voice of the dark hooded man guided him, urging him to hurry. As he walked down the corridor towards the first doorway, Samael couldn't help but notice the blood that stained the walls and floor, and the eerie sound of blood dripping from above. He muttered to himself, "More Aza imperial knights—dead but nobodies." Abbie appeared on his right side, her voice filled with concern. "I don't see it, adventurous, but be prepared. Sector Three will be heavily guarded by Aza imperial knights." Determined, Samael entered the outpost, stealthily maneuvering around the vigilant knights. Suddenly, one of them spotted him and shouted, "Intruder! Don't move!" Samael swiftly reacted, raising his sword and engaging in a fierce battle. With his teleportation skills, he moved with agility, striking down the knights one by one. As the dust settled, Samael retrieved his sword from the fallen knight's chest and continued his journey. Moving forward, Samael encountered more Aza imperial knights in the next outpost. He eliminated them silently, leaving no trace of his presence. As he searched the area, his attention was drawn to the symbol of a creature that the knights wore around their necks, drawn in blood on the walls. Thoughts raced through his mind, pondering the connection between this creature and the pendant worn by the knights. "Could this be the same creature that flew over Keino's village? And what does it represent?" Samael left the area, determined to find answers as he pressed on towards his ultimate goal: confronting the emperor. Entering the next outpost, Samael was met with a grim sight. The place had been decimated, the remnants of a battle against the creatures. Abbie appeared beside him, her voice reflecting the gravity of the situation. "How bad is it, adventurous?" Samael glanced at her and replied, "It's worse than I anticipated. We must keep moving. The emperor awaits." Leaving the outpost, Samael found himself in a blood-soaked hallway, a testament to the fierce struggle that had taken place. The stench of death hung heavy in the air. Aza imperial knights lay torn apart by the savage claws of the creatures. Determined to press forward, Samael entered the next doorway, only to find himself facing more Aza imperial knights guarding the area. He hid in the shadows, observing the knights unaware of his presence. Suddenly, the creatures emerged from dark spheres, mercilessly slaughtering the knights. Samael couldn't help but question the reality of the situation. "Are these creatures truly here in the digital world, or is my mind playing tricks on me?" Ready for battle, Samael emerged from the shadows, confronting the creatures head-on. His sword danced with deadly precision as he fought valiantly. However, the numbers seemed endless as more dark spheres appeared, unleashing an army of creatures. Realizing the overwhelming odds, Samael called out to Abbie, "We need to retreat, Abbie! It's too dangerous!" Abbie appeared by his side, her voice filled with concern. "Adventurous, what's wrong? Are you alright?" Samael closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, and opened them again, realizing that it was all just a vision. The battle, the creatures, everything had been a figment of his imagination. Collecting himself, Samael moved forward, entering another doorway that led to a room, signaling the end of his journey through Sector Three. Samael, filled with determination, approached the round steel platform and activated it, causing it to ascend to the main floor. He braced himself for the upcoming battle, fully aware that the fight with the emperor would be the most significant challenge within the digital world. "Get prepared, adventurous! This will be the ultimate showdown," Samael declared, ready to face the emperor head-on. Abbie warned him to stay on guard, reminding him that the emperor would likely have support in the battle. Samael acknowledged the advice, realizing the importance of being prepared for any surprises that may arise. "You're right, Abbie. I will remain vigilant and ready for whatever comes my way. The emperor's fate will be sealed." Abbie's concern was evident as she emphasized the urgency of stopping the prophecy from being fulfilled. Samael nodded, understanding the weight of the situation. "I won't let the prophecy come to pass, Abbie. I will do whatever it takes to prevent it from becoming a reality." As the round steel platform reached the main floor, Samael made his way towards the northeast doors. Passing through them, he found himself on a bridge leading to the entrance of the emperor's palace. Two Aza imperial gate guards stood as formidable obstacles in his path, issuing warnings and threats. Unfazed, Samael chuckled, ready to prove his mettle. "Bring it on!" Samael retorted, his sword raised and determination in his eyes. With a combination of skillful swordplay and his teleportation technique, he swiftly dispatched the Aza imperial gate guards, eliminating them one by one. Now standing before the palace doors, Samael took a moment to gather himself. He knew that what lay beyond those doors would determine the fate of the world. Would he be able to stop the prophecy from being fulfilled, or had the darkness already taken hold? With a deep breath, Samael pushed open the palace doors, ready to face whatever awaited him inside. The final battle with the emperor awaited, and the destiny of the world hung in the balance.