The old man knew something terrible was about to happen when he saw the whole sky turn black and thought, 'this is a serious amount of Aura that boy is emitting is five times stronger than the last time.' He rushed towards the emission location by sensing the Aura flow; even the woman felt that terrifying Aura and smirked. "It worked, I guess." The next target for the woman was Moksh's parents.
Moksh was standing there lifelessly with Aardhya's cold dead body in front of him; he touched her, and the Aura engulfed her corpse, and it was now gone. He lost his wits, and rationality was drowned in a never-ending sea of grief and mumbled, "WHERE ARE YOU?" the words contained a disastrous and robust pressure that even made the air vibrate. These vibrations were so significant that even the woman felt these words, and her body got heavy even started huffing heavily. 'What's this pressure? It feels like someone is chasing me to death,' she has to stop and use her Aura to protect her body and the instance she did that, Moksh got the reaction and sensed her presence.
The emotionless grief turned into a rageous thirst, and he jumped from the 6th floor and rushed towards the reaction point; he couldn't realise the sense of the surroundings and smashed everything into fragments that came in his way. The woman was about to move again; suddenly, the grounds started shaking, and a building behind her collapsed to dust; it was a building of more than 25 feet building. She didn't understand but felt a massive amount of ominous energy; it was so dense that the woman was afraid to turn her around to see
"So this is the Power of terrorised souls; it is frightening. I want to run, but why should I? How could I miss this fun!!" she mumbled to herself in excitement and turned around slowly. The view she saw was surprising for her Moksh stood there completely blood-soaked multiple iron rods stabbed into different parts of his body, shards of glass all over his face, and an eye was seeping blood due to glass fragment. He spoked "Yo! we meet again" the woman doesn't reply as the single word he speaks contains heart-wrenching pressure. "Aww, you did so much; why aren't you answering BITCH!!" he screamed.
"don't make me laugh; why should I answer to trash like you" she retaliated, "I see, let me show you what this trash can do."
Moksh stretched his back, and the iron rods got out in an instant, leaving holes in his body; even glass shards stuck on his body got pulled, and all his wounds repaired in a flash.
"Now I'm ready to kick your ass; oh wait, there is still glass shard stuck in my eye" and pulled the glass and put his palm there, and it got healed. The woman was stunned how could his wounds could get repaired so quickly, "It's impossible; how did you do it? Aura energy can't do this kind of thing", he smirked and said, "that's what you called biology. I just increased the rate of platelet formation in the body by increasing the output of oxygenated blood to wounded areas of the body."
"Let's fight this time. I'm going to torture you till death!" Moksh said with brimming excitement with a maniac expression,
"Hmph!" the woman expressed. He dashed towards her, and the woman's swordsmanship is not some amateur; it's a terrifying technique. 'empyrean strike' the woman counterattack it sliced his chest was grave and deep cut but got healed in an instant. She realised that ordinary attacks wouldn't do any harm 'it seems I have to ignite true form,' she wondered; Moksh spoked, "what happened? Surprised your petty attacks aren't working on me struggle more bitch!" The woman got infuriated by those words and ignited the sword with enormous energy. "blitz of Nandaki, the sword that shatters ignorance," the woman announced and attacked; she was so swift that even he couldn't escape and next instant his right arm got severed even hundreds of torso strikes. He felt excruciating pain and felt like his flesh was liquefying and spouting blood "ho! that attack was good", he said and wiped the blood off its mouth. "It's mine time to get serious."
The Aura output got dense even she started faltering off the ground; the severed nerves got elongated instantly; it got the amputated arm attached, and wounds got healed. He disappeared right in front of her eyes, reached behind her, and bashed her head with a kick. The woman was surprised because of this was barely able to escape it; his speed had surpassed human's limit and attacked in 360 degrees clockwise direction and was showering barrage of attacks, but each incursion wasn't light; it contained enough force to obliterate her. She was in defensive form as the heavy blows were making her body numb, and the next split second, he grabbed both her arms, knee her spine to bend her to the ground "tit for tat", he whispered to her ears and ripped her both arms apart.
She screamed in extreme pain and agony, "FUCK YOU!! You bastard, how dare you!!" He laughed mockingly. "HAHAHA! it's nice, isn't it! Let's end this battle and let me ask you some questions". The woman knows that she can't fight anymore, but she can't give him any information about her identity. "So who are you?" he asked with a stone-cold voice, and the woman didn't answer him Moksh got infuriated and grabbed her by the neck and started choking her "listen, say the truth otherwise, your death won't be pleasing remember that" Moksh grunted. He put his hand on her head and mumbled, "Domicile of terror."
The next moment she got bone-shattering fear of energy; it was like cries of human souls filled with hatred and revenge. Within seconds she vomited blood; even her eardrums got burst, continued nosebleeds, and she started screaming, "Stop it! Stop it! I will say everything; my name is Ansh..." she was going to speak, but Moksh tore her throat apart "You have already lost the chance to a peaceful death." The woman can't talk anymore and regret her choice of provoking calamity; then he sliced her head off with a strike of palm, and her head with terrified expression was rolling now. Moksh picked up the woman's sword; it retaliated against his hand and devoured the sword's Aura, then stuck the woman's head in it and buried the blade to the ground. Moksh calmed a bit, burst into tears and collapsed.
The old man arrived at the spot and was shocked by the sight of blood soiled ground; the woman's body got torn to shreds, and the head was stuck on the sword buried to the ground.
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THE EMBODIMENT OF TERROR-I
خيال (فانتازيا)The story of a man with failures and sorrows. the sorrow became so gigantic it engulfed him, forcing him to succumb when no light saved him, the darkness did, or the terror itself The newly found hope is a curse or a boon? Did this man's journey w...
