Crimson petals, like drops of life,
Bearing witness to joy and battle,
In their fragrance, memories steep,
Of souls departed, in their eternal sleep.For in each petal, death weaves,
A story of life, in silent lines of time,
And though we part from those we hold dear,
In the heart of a rose, they remain near.
The Atlas, the Sagakiri Family, Onyx, Raxus... their world seemed to slow down, suspended in a moment of raw, unfiltered tension. The silence around them was truly deafening, a palpable entity that seemed to feed on their mounting fear. Their hair and clothes whipped around them, caught in the embrace of a fierce wind that mirrored the waves of a raging sea. Mouths wide open, they struggled to reach out for air as each breath contained a powerful intensity of its own.
Above them, the clouds swirled with an intense speed, a fierce dance in the sky, while the rustling of trees played a melody of war, invading their senses, and overwhelming their thoughts. Lance stood rooted to the spot, his eyes fixed in front, just like a tree amidst the engulfing flames. Beside him, Sagakiri Kazuri mirrored his frozen state, equally transfixed.
In stark contrast, only Yoshinori Azatara seemed unfazed. A devilish smile played on his lips as he strolled forward, hands casually tucked in his pockets, walking casually and unnatural, like a skeleton. He slowly slipped into the building, disappearing into the shadows alongside the mysterious figure within, their bodies completely obscured by the sudden absence of light.
In the corner, another figure shifted. It clearly belonged to a woman who casually rose from her seat.
Then, shattering the eerie stillness, Kazuri's voice erupted, a thunderous command fueled by fury and impatience. "WHAT ARE YOU ALL DOING?! SLICE THEIR HEADS OFF WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT!" Kazuri's shout was so forceful that it sent the windows shattering into a thousand pieces, his figure blurring into a streak of lightning, disappearing and reappearing inside the room in a blink.
Sagakiri Mezyu roared and signaled others to strike. With a great display of his physical might, he struck the building, his force so immense that it caused the walls to crumble. Dust billowed into the main entrance room, clouding the air with a thick haze. "Push forward! Follow Kazuri-dono! Everyone, follow his lead!" he growled, urging his allies onward into the fray.
Kazuri screamed once again and his sword became crimson red while growing in length. As it was about to slice the heads off, he saw the main killer standing in front of him. Sagakiri's eyes started shaking aggressively, as his body almost trembled with fear. Kazuri almost lost himself. Feeling the cold aura all around him, his eyes widened, and slightly opened his mouth out of doubt.
Meanwhile, Onyx unleashed his own fury. The ground floor of the building detonated under the force of his wrath, his body radiating steam as his anger reached a boiling point.
Lance, as a leader, was about to command everyone. But no. He fell to his knees upon seeing the three figures there, in the room. Satou Lance had enough. He could not bear the pain any longer. He wanted to kill and flatten all of the enemies in front of him, for once and for all. But could he pull himself?
The room's darkness wasn't just a lack of light—it was Raxus' handiwork, his God Demon Powers of Darkness winding through the shadows.
"I only want one thing—for you all to be wiped out," spoke Raxus, his voice chilling. "Goodbye!"
As the tension peaked, Onyx hustled everyone out, just in time for Raxus to snap his fingers. The ground floor erupted in a massive blast, shaking the whole ground.
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Demon Sovereignty: Retake Our Freedom
FantasyDemons 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...