The Tale of a Hybrid and a Siren (old version)

Chapter 34: The Duel of the Titan King and Hybrid

Lusìvar stood tall as Vaeludar thought he might be. He saw a tall, board, dark grey skinned humanlike figure. Red hair stretched into a thin ponytail. Red veins that sparked like fire flowed across his grey skin. His face had a large nose, a large mouth with grunted teeth showing, and large ears. A small piece of armor with three white tusks was tied to his left shoulder. He wore a golden pareos around his chest and a long drape that hung between his legs from the pareos' center.

A two-handed red sword was drawn in his right hand, and it was too big for a human to use but right for a Titan King.

"Now the time has come to destroy these lands and the entire stars flourishing in the night sky. All life will flourish under my regime, like the old Sin of Wrath who destroyed worlds," he voice said of a chanting choir.

"But first, all those who stand in my way must die." Lusìvar pointed his sword to Vaeludar and struck out a single blast of fire.

Vaeludar struck with the Sacred Sword, but it exploded, and a thousand voices suddenly chanted to his ears, and pale faces flashed before his eyes, like a fog of dying voices.

With all that appeared before him, Lusìvar rushed from the mist he created with his own sword in hand. It beamed with the presence of death, and an eternal death that could bring the mightiest and most powerful god to bow to the essence of mortal death.

Vaeludar had no time to react to what he witnessed. He saw it was no illusion but the drying screams of many Spirits, and it was truly Lusìvar was a demon by nature and no means a mortal. The sight and hearings nulled his senses and thought death would strike when his guard was down.

But he felt a sudden jerk like a hard push from a massive object coming from his right: Ralenskrit's head. Everything happened so fast, he couldn't keep up with the few-second-current-event.

His body was tossed and found himself rolling on the soil before he stumbled back to his feet and to see a powerful impacting beam blowing through the head of Ralenskrit, with Ralenskrit using his Sin power as a defense. The dragon's corrupted form by a Sin, but in retaliation, Ralenskrit unleashed a blaze of dragon fire with the power Envy toward Lusìvar who blocked the dragon's only with only a hand.

The power was only a small might compared only to Pride, and the dragon's remaining power shook Lusìvar on his feet and pushed the Titan King back, leaving behind trails on the soil his feet dug.

The power of Envy ceased, and Ralenskrit's body tumbled to the ground after saving Vaeludar from a blow of death. Instead, the blow took a shot to the dragon's head.

Vaeludar was extremely shocked to see the sight, and he rushed over to close to his father's eyes. "Fa-father!" he gasped. He dropped the Sacred Sword and placed his hands on his father's head.

Ralenskrit's head only gasp for small chunk of air, and his remaining good eye look at Vaeludar's eyes. "That is the first time... ugf... you called me that. Don't take this lightly... life cannot exist without death." Ralenskrit breathed one soft breath before breathing no more. "Take care of that good siren... your mother's singing has been incarnated into her. Marina is all you deserve and many more. And above all, I have been most pround of one thing: having you Vaeludar... my... son!"

There was no more voice to the dragon as the dragon's eye remained open. But the silvery light like a bright moonlight glittered than faded to a dark shadowy blackness.

"Noo!" Vaeludar roared. His father was dead. He smashed his fists into the ground, stuttering an earthquake.

"And now I have Envy, all I need is Wrath and..." Lusìvar spoke to mock the hybrid, but the Vaeludar took the Sacred Sword, unleashed its full power along with the armor attached to his body, and slashed his neck, which shocked everyone behind him.