Ch.53 what must be done

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"Give up?"
The tired Free said after having khaos on his knees, panting to catch his breath.
"How dare you"
"You, a mere mortal beat me with the magic that I gave to your kind"
Khaos was on his last legs.
He got up with his fists in a fighting stance, still as Free's internal shadow.
"It is time we fight like True warriors you and I"
Said khaos as he placed his fists Infront of him.

Free wiped the sweat off his brow,he looked at his opponent.
He stood up straight having his stance similar to that of khaos's.
Free didn't talk,he merely nodded at khaos's request.
The two charged at each other as their fists clashed with one another.
A fist fight between a mortal and the anti god.
Creation Vs creator.
There was no Phanes Nor Lucifer,
There was no void assisting khaos either
Just two men engaging in fisticuffs

A young warrior with his entire life ahead of him, Fighting for no cause but merely to try and do what he can. Against a malevolent primordial being that claims himself as the anti-god,one that fights for his own just cause of spreading malevolence and destruction throughout the world.

What was once an Archangel stronger than a seraph and The prince of Seraphim cast out of Heaven, fusing to become a true Archangel ruler of the heavens, God's strongest weapon against against a primoridial void of destruction and malice.
Both taking the form of their 'vessel'
One using the body as a host to spread light while the latter using the 'body' to spread his influence throughout the world.

The two fought in what seemed to be an eternal battle.
Their fists collided with each other as they were thrown back by their own punches.
Free was on his last legs, attempting to catch his breath
"I've had enough"
Said khaos as he finally dealt the killing blow, turning his hand into a blade and piercing it through Free's heart.
The angel and the devil both came out.
Free coughed up blood as he looked at khaos with the cold steel in his flesh.

"I've tried telling you"
Said khaos as he pulled out his blade.
Free fell to the ground about to close his eyes and be set in an eternal rest.
But suddenly his pendant glowed,the phoenix from inside broke out a giant bird of flame surrounded him and entered his body, wreathing it in flames.
A pillar of fire appeared in the void as free stood once again with wings of fire upon his back,and bright blue eyes.

"My turn"
"PHANES LUCIFER"
"NOW "
Free yelled,khaos looked back confused by the current situation.
The two angels were already Infront of khaos.
And sent a final blow before returning to Free, sending khaos towards his direction.
Free placed his hand on khaos's chest.
"You may think that you have won, taking my form and such"
"But in reality this is will be your demise"

Khaos attempted to stab free once more,but the flames that reached his being healed the wound.
He had khaos right where he wanted him.
The mark on his chest left by the cult after having the artifact implanted into him acted as a medium to seal khaos inside of his body.
Free was sacrificing his body to be used as khaos's prison.

A desolate, otherworldly realm, where the very fabric of reality seems to tremble. Free stands alone, his expression resolute, surrounded by a swirling maelstrom of dark energy. In the distance, the malevolent presence of Khaos, the anti-god, looms ominously

"You thought you could challenge me, Free Morningstar? Foolish mortal."
Mocked khaos

Free stood still,he clenches his fists, determination etched on his face. He knows the magnitude of the sacrifice he's about to make.

"Khaos, you won't destroy any more worlds. I'll be your vessel, but I'll make sure you're imprisoned forever."

As the mark on his chest glows,
The dark energy around Free intensifies, channeling his own essence into a powerful spell. His body trembles as the energy courses through him, threatening to consume him entirely

Khaos merely laughed
"You can't resist my power, Free. You will become nothing more than a puppet."

Free's vision blurs, but he fights to maintain control. The dark energy starts to envelop him, but he pushes forward with unwavering resolve

"I won't be your puppet, Khaos. I will be your prison."

With a blinding flash of light, Free's body is engulfed by the dark energy. His form contorts and shifts, merging with the malevolent force of Khaos. As the transformation completes, the dark energy subsides, leaving behind a new, formidable entity-Free, now the vessel for Khaos, but with his own indomitable will

"What... what have you done?"
Said khaos trapped in his being.

"I've become your cage, Khaos. You'll never harm another soul again."

Free, now merged with Khaos, unleashes a wave of energy that engulfs the malevolent being, imprisoning him within his own vessel.

As khaos was sealed,the void began to crumble as Free fell unconscious.
Falling through the air,with only the wings of a phoenix on his back acting to slow his fall.
Demons and angels alike in an airborne skirmish around him.
He was but a star,A falling star with no place in the world.
Falling down crashing into the earth below.
Crashing down leaving a crater on where he came.

The centre of Aetheria, People gathered around,his friends conveniently around the corner to see Free's body wreathed in fire.
His father approaching his body,as a single tear dropped down his eye.
"My son"
"Thank you"
He said,his friends gathered around him

Free's body was covered in flames once again as he opened his eyes and leaped out his father's arms.
With a purple aura surrounding him, Khaos's energy emenating from his being.
Cellinia approached him slowly.

"Well you were gone for months"

"Time moves differently in the void"

"Well did you win?,Did you do it?"

"Yes"

"But at what cost"
She asked

Free looked at his body, emanating with a dark energy,as he felt khaos's being Pulsate in anger after being trapped in his body.

Knowing that he, being the person that carries the title of 'anti god'.
He must use those destructive powers to end all of creation,to send all to the otherworld to be judged if they are worthy of the paradise people dream of named heaven,or if they are left to rot in hell with the damned.

He clenched his fist as a somber look appeared upon his face.

"His prison''
"My body"
He held his arm as he restrained the amount of power kept In him.

The two walked away after the short exchange,side by side.

As the world comes returns to its normal state.

"Thanks"
"Free"

"I'm not done yet...."

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