Corrupted soul

Second heir?

Leroux's usual friendly expression instantly disappeared as his eyes flashed with subtle killing intent. Even though he is usually carefree his brother was his sore spot. Noticing the change in his expression the man dressed in black smiled sinisterly.

"You know it really was a shame, that man definitely had the potential to be one of the strongest swordsmen as he was legitimately chosen by that sword of yours." The man said. Leroux remained silent as he clenched his fist!

"Too bad he died facing the patriarch from the temple of shadows. I remember he was also just as carefree as you but, in the end, he was begging for mercy by the time it was all over." He revealed, with a mocking smile.

Indeed, the elder brother of Leroux was the true "Crimson sword" He was the one who was always supposed to inherent that title. However, after his death the sword was passed down to the second heir along with the title, Leroux was nothing more than a replacement for his predecessor, that's implicitly what he wanted to say by explaining that!

"?!" At that a powerful pressure descended onto the surroundings, every corner of the City of Zaril could feel that pressure! There was not a single place spared!

Leroux's blonde-haired slowly started to change, taking on deep shade of red. His eyes also turned a beautiful shade of crimson, same as his aura.

The entire atmosphere trembled and several buildings collapse in the distance unable to withstand the tremendous pressure coming down on it. Even the civilians were forced down to their knees.

...

Riding on the back of the three headed flying beast, Kenta's body shuddered slightly as he was forced down! This was the first time he had felt an aura this strong, even when he tried to force his body to get up, he couldn't move an inch!

Jessica narrowed her blue colored eyes as she stared into a particular direction. However, noticing Kenta's struggles she released her own aura to cover him.

Kenta finally sighed as he felt that pressure disappeared from his body. "Wh-What was that?" He questioned.

"... My friend, he is usually friendly but... it seems someone really angered him." Jessica replied.

Even though his persona is mostly gentle she knew how scary he gets whenever he snaps. 'I guess some idiot decided to provoke him.' She thought, as the three headed flying beast went into the direction of the aura.

...

A red colored aura surrounded Leroux as his glowing red eyes which looked ominous due to the intense pressure stared at the man dressed in black. However, despite the fact that he had just angered someone who could easily kill him at any moment he didn't seem to care.

It was as if his life currently meant nothing to him. "This is a nice aura. However, it's a little lacking when compared to his... don't you think?" The man dressed in black asked.

"... Tell me what your name is?" Leroux asked, his tone carried no emotions. "Oya, do you have an interest in me, perhaps?" The man inquired. However, to such question Leroux shook his head. "I don't... I just want to know what to write on your tombstone after I kill you." Leroux replied.

At the same time the ring on his middle finger emitted a bright light as a greatsword appeared in his hand. The hilt was black, and the blade of the sword was crimson.

A fierce yet powerful pressure was being release from the sword, it was as if the sword could easily cut anything it comes into contact with!

"Not bad the sword that is said to have been created by the goddess of war thousands of years ago, the sword capable of cutting even space in half. It certainly lives up to its name." The man dressed in black said, rubbing his chin. However, even though he looked calm on the outside he hadn't let his guard down not even for an instant!