Samael was sitting in a meditative stance. Although from the outside he seemed calm and composed, on the inside was a different matter altogether. He was currently fighting against a knight wearing armor similar to his. This knight was the first Void Swordsman. Samael was currently training with him in his mindscape. When their swords met they were both flung back, however, one thing became clear as time went. Samael was losing. Not only was the First not even trying but Samael was going all out yet he was failing to do anything to the man. Samael asked,"Just what level had you reached while you were alive?" The First replied casually,"About Tier 7 of the Divine level." Samael deadpanned at him,"You say that as though it's nothing...." Sighing he went back to training. This continued for half an hour more, till his mother entered his room. She said,"Son. It's time." Samael opened his eyes and nodded. He got up and started walking beside her. She suddenly said,"You should probably put on something nicer. I don't think a training outfit is a good outfit for this event." Samael contemplated it for a bit, then snapped his fingers. A black robe with red markings that exposed parts of chest appeared on him. "Is this better mom?" Samael asked. "Yes this will do just fine." she replied.
They reached a large stage where the announcement was to be held. A great amount of people had assembled to witness this event. After all it isn't everyday that a True Expert, and one so young, is seen. When Samael and his mother walked out to the stage everybody immediately became quite. After all they could feel the sheer amount of pressure that he was radiating, and mind you this was only about 10% of his total spiritual pressure. Even so the weaker people instinctively backed up slightly. The event continued for 10 or so minutes after which a show of power and prowess was to be held. In this event he had to unleash one of his strongest attacks and prove to the people that he was truly powerful.
The time came for the show of power. Samael quietly walked upto the testing area. With a snap of his fingers a black sword appeared. He lifted the blade up and then uttered two words, however these two words would be embedded in the minds of all those present for years to come.. Taking in a deep breath Samael slashed the sword downward and said,"Dimension Cut". Silence, that is all that was for about 5 seconds. Then everybody drew a cold breath together. The reason for this was quite simple. He had not only the dummy in front of him but also the colloseum in half with a single strike. And to top it of it was a smooth cut as though his blade were a hot knife going through butter.
Two Void Walkers had been sent to spy on the humans. After seeing the attack that Samael had unleashed they both drew cold breaths and started running away as fast as they can. Suddenly they stopped. The reason was simple. They felt the threat of death looming over their heads. Suddenly a black flash occurred and both of their heads were chopped clean off. A fountain of blood appearing from their necks.

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The Return of the King (Season 1) [DISCONTINUED] <UNDERGOING REWRITE>
FanfictionThis is my first time writing a story so feel free to provide your input. This is my own story however it has been inspired by many writers. So... yeah. Death.. Destruction... that is all that filled this accursed world. However there is one who ca...