Demons are mysterious beings that can blend into their surroundings and appear as regular humans. They are believed to reside in space and do not require sustenance like food, water, or air. The origin of demons and God Demons remains a mystery and...
In the vast emptiness of space, power reigns supreme. Countless celestial bodies, each a symbol of unimaginable energy and force, move through the void with terrifying grace. And yet, despite the fear and awe they inspire, they are mere reflections of the true nature of the cosmos—an infinite and indifferent universe that cares nothing for the small lives that inhabit its corners. For those brave enough to venture out into the black, they will find themselves at the mercy of something beyond comprehension, something that will always hold a piece of the unknown and a shard of the unknowable. What are the true powers of space? That's right—Demons.
The God Demon Powers shimmer in space, their spherical forms a tapestry of mystery. On their surface, patterns of three half-moons emerge, alight with hues that dance in celestial patterns. These carvings are no mere happenstance; the patterns mirror demons' emotions when they become God Demons, where red, blue, and green hues ignite the core feelings of anger, sadness, and fear.
In fleeting moments, these ancient stones reveal more. Five colors awaken, adding yellow and orange to the powers, indicating the emotions of love and joy respectively. Yet, legends whisper of those rare few who've unlocked a sixth half-moon, an elusive symbol hinting at a realm beyond comprehension.
The cosmos. It's infinite and mightier than you can ever imagine. Filled with millions of different demons, God Demons, and other entities that are stronger than each other. They always try to stand above, fight, kill, and overcome any obstacle that exists. Who knows why, but their hearts and minds have already been cut out to only hunt and kill.
FIVE MONTHS LATER
Raxus had grown colder, his once casual demeanor hardened into something far more severe. Distrust had taken root in his heart, turning it against everyone but the God Demons who remained close to him. He despised the others, their presence grating on him more with each passing day. In stark contrast, Onyx was a beacon of light, always wearing a bright smile that seemed out of place in their grim reality. Yet beneath that cheerful exterior, there was a mind constantly at work. Onyx had pushed his Star Powers to new heights, effortlessly hurling flaming plasma balls from his hands. But his thoughts were often consumed by deeper matters—the origins of life, the purpose of existence, and the mysteries surrounding death, particularly the role of demons in it all.
Xerxes had also changed, growing both in strength and in sociability. However, despite his progress, his control over his gravity powers remained flawed, an issue that weighed heavily on him. The absence of their old friends, Skylar and Kade, gnawed at them all, pushing them to make a difficult decision. It was Onyx who finally voiced it—an urge to venture into space. Yet, they knew this was no simple journey. Space was a battlefield, a place where survival meant constant warfare, where every being fought to carve out a name for themselves in the void.
"Our control over these powers might not be perfect, but we can survive out there!" Onyx exclaimed, his excitement breaking through the tension. "Let's go! To space!"
Raxus, ever the realist, responded with a voice that cut through Onyx's enthusiasm. "Going into space? We will. But don't underestimate the wrath of the void. We couldn't even scratch Azrael in a fight, and the God Demons out there are far stronger."
Xerxes nodded in agreement, his expression serious. "He's right. We can't take this lightly. But our main goal, first and foremost, is to find our old friends, if they're still alive. That has to be our focus."
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