Samael found himself standing in the ancient and corrupted throne room of the emperor. He shouted, "Keino! Keina!... Dammit." The chilling darkness encroached, and a black dim sphere manifested before him. From within the sphere emerged creatures with black eyes and pale skin, hovering ominously above the ground. Samael stood his ground, ready to engage in battle. "Alright, you damn bastards!" Samael exclaimed, preparing himself for the fight. With his teleportation technique, he swiftly moved among the creatures, slaying them in a matter of seconds. However, the black dim sphere unleashed a new wave of adversaries, including swine-like creatures and wolf-like creatures. As Samael fought, another threat emerged from the black dim sphere. "I will kill you! I will... you son of a gun!" Samael shouted at the dark-hooded man who stood before him. The man chuckled, speaking with cunning words as he recounted his tale. "Four hundred years ago, I perished as the Aza emperor, only to be resurrected as a vengeful spirit. I have assembled an army, striving for perfection. Yet, my perfection remains unseen, as my time has not yet come." Without hesitation, Samael charged into battle, clashing swords with the emperor and utilizing his teleportation technique to gain an advantage. The emperor taunted him, saying, "Hahaha! You fight well, but you still have much to learn." Samael responded, his voice filled with determination, "The only thing I have to learn... is nothing. With my skills, you are already dead." The battle raged on, with the emperor utilizing his dark magic to manipulate objects in the environment and turn them into weapons. Samael skillfully avoided the projectiles thrown at him, slashing through them with his sword. In a moment of opportunity, Samael teleported behind the emperor and struck him from behind. Blood dripped from Samael's sword, but to his surprise, the emperor showed no sign of pain. Instead, he laughed wickedly. "What are you laughing at?" Samael demanded, his frustration evident. "What the hell are you laughing at!?" The emperor's laughter continued, unaffected by the blood that had stopped dripping. Suddenly, he shouted, his voice filled with defiance, "I won't die! Hahaha!" Stepping forward, the emperor detached himself from Samael's sword, still laughing in a twisted manner. Samael was shocked by this turn of events and muttered to himself, "What the hell?" The emperor teleported behind Samael, whispering, "Let me tell you a new tale, brother." Startled, Samael quickly turned around, only to find that the emperor had vanished. He shouted, "What do you mean!?" Searching for the emperor, Samael was met with the continued wicked laughter echoing through the atmosphere. The ancient emperor's throne room shook violently, adding to the tense atmosphere. Suddenly, a white portal appeared, serving as a doorway to another place. But what awaited Samael on the other side? Would this portal lead him into another trap, or would it provide answers about the emperor's past and reveal his true identity? "Samael, you are destined to do more," the voice of the emperor echoed as Samael walked toward the white portal. As he reached the other side, the portal closed behind him, leaving him to discover what lay ahead.
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Last Son: Book One
FantasyIn a world on the brink of a new dark age, Samael, the last son of the revered priest Azazel, emerges as a pivotal figure. As the year 2000 approaches, a profound darkness begins to stir beneath the earth's surface. Tragically, Samael's father, Prie...