Wayne had a mess of books and scrolls looking for information on the eight guardians but he wasn't finding anything. "Do these damn things even exist at all?" A young woman walked by his table "Yeah they do, you just need to know myths and legends to learn about them" and with that she hurried on her way. Xaiver came out of a portal in front of him making him jump back "Arecus you scared the shit out of me and what do you want you traitor?" Xaiver smirked "Oh I found something out that you and your bitch may find interesting" Wayne looked at him "And that is?" Xaiver crossed his arms "Remember those swords I was looking for before I got my wake up call?" Wayne nods 'Yes I remember" Xaiver looked at him "Well, I know where they are....but I doubt you'd want to go there just for some old as hell swords" Wayne grabbed a hold of him "Where are they, you better tell me or else" Xaiver glared him "They're in a temple located deep in the underworld, but beware its guarded by something far worse then a reaper demon." Wayne set him down "And where did you learn this?" Xaiver brushed himself off "My girlfriend told us the story about the temple and she mentioned the swords were sealed in there to keep them out of the wrong hands" Wyne snorted "You have a girlfriend" Before he could react though Xaiver punched him in the face giving him a bloody nose "Yes, I do asshole and at least I don't have to get things for her in order to be intimate" Wayne held his nose "Fine fine..thanks for the info, I will let Maya know what you told us" Xaiver nods and leaves through a portal and with his back turned to him he had a smirk on his face thinking that Wayne is stupid fuck for believeing that and that the creatures that guard that temple will be enough to scare them away from it.
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Worlds Torn Apart
FanfictionWhat if there was a demon far worse then a Lunatic Demon and he was hell bent of tearing the worlds apart and reawaken a forbidden type of magic that only his kind can control? When Cazzo overs hears a fellow prisonor planning on escaping and teari...