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...
Anywhere is space, dwell souls of the forgotten. Eternally yearning for dominance, they writhe in the crucible of power, bound by an unquenchable thirst. Their path veiled by darkness, they traverse the precipice of existence, seeking supremacy to quell the void within. In the symphony of eternity, their quest reverberates—a relentless pursuit of sovereignty amidst the cosmic tapestry.
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.
Several months had elapsed since their last encounter. Onyx and Raxus had faced numerous enemies during this time, and though they had managed to train and grow stronger, they still felt uncertain about harnessing their aura properly. The exhaustion from their training sessions left them unsure if they were doing it right. Alone on an empty rock, they grappled with the challenge of understanding how to use their aura effectively and manipulate it at will. The haunting words of their past opponents echoed in their minds, "Not using aura on your attacks?"
PRESENT TIME
Onyx and Raxus had undoubtedly grown stronger through their training, but the journey ahead still loomed vast and uncertain. The path they trod seemed endless, and despite their speed, it didn't appear to be shortening. They found themselves confronted with a choice—follow the rules of the living world to survive, or abandon hope and succumb to death. It seemed straightforward; fear and avoidance were natural instincts, but perpetually running away was tantamount to death itself. Living wasn't just about moving forward blindly; one needed to know when to retreat and regain self-confidence.
The weight of loneliness weighed heavily on them—both were completely alone until...
"I think I've finally mastered my powers. What do you think, Raxus—"
"Maybe you should come back to reality."
That's a bit harsh... What you—"
"It means we still haven't fully learned to control our powers. Azrael created me and gave these abilities without any guidance. His casual approach infuriates me."
"Well, we haven't perfected the God Demon Powers... But hey! Didn't we get much better at using them?!"
"NO!"
Onyx glanced around and settled himself. "You're probably thinking the same. We possess one of the most potent and destructive powers, yet we can't control our aura."
"Exactly, dumbhead. And that's not all; even if we somehow manage to learn it alone, it would take ages. Moreover, there are other powerful God Demons out there who—"
"Others, huh?" A strange voice interrupted them, and both Raxus and Onyx turned to see a towering demon emerging from behind the rocks. The male demon stood at an imposing height of roughly two and a half meters, possessing a slender frame, thin limbs, short black hair, and his face concealed by a white mask adorned with white a smile and eyes. For some reason, the mask also connected with his face, like they were one. The eyes were visible through the mask and glowed with red hues.
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