CHAPTER -1

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* eternal Enmity*

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* eternal Enmity*







For eons, the realms of Heaven and Hell waged war, fueled by hatred and distrust. The angels, with their holy light, saw demons as abominations, while demons scorned angels as self-righteous zealots. The conflict ravaged the cosmos, leaving scars that would never heal.

In the midst of this unending war, Amex Blair, the ruthless King of Hell, set his sights on Luther Martin, a formidable angel warrior. Their paths crossed on a ravaged battlefield, where the skies raged with fire and the earth trembled with fear.

*Amex Blair, King of Hell*

With eyes burning like hot coals and skin as black as the night, Amex embodied the demonic legion's ferocity. His power struck fear into the hearts of angels.

*Luther Martin, Angel of Light*

Luther's radiant wings and unwavering conviction made him a beacon of hope for the angelic host. His sword shone with holy light, eager to vanquish the demonic horde.

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The battlefield trembled beneath their feet as Amex's demonic legion clashed with Luther's angelic host. Fiery blasts and holy light illuminated the darkening sky. Amex, atop his massive black steed, charged forward, his sword slicing through angelic ranks. Luther, on foot, dodged demonic attacks with fluid grace, his own sword shining brighter with each strike.

As the fight raged on, Amex spotted Luther, his eyes locking onto the angel's radiant wings. A fierce determination burned within him.

Amex's interest in Luther wasn't merely strategic. He sought to claim the angel's legendary wings, said to hold the essence of divine light. Such a prize would bolster Hell's power and crush Heaven's morale. Moreover, Amex sensed something peculiar in Luther – a spark of darkness amidst the angel's holy aura.

This intrigue fueled Amex's desire to capture Luther, to unravel the mystery behind those piercing blue eyes.

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Amex charges toward Luther, his sword raised high. Luther prepares to face the King of Hell.

Amex thundered toward Luther, his sword flashing with hellish energy. Luther stood firm, his holy sword shining brighter in response. The two forces clashed, their blades meeting in a shower of sparks.

Luther dodged Amex's initial strike, but the King of Hell was relentless. He unleashed a flurry of attacks, each one aimed at Luther's wings. The angel warrior countered with precision, their swords dancing across the battlefield.

As they fought, the landscape around them began to change. The skies darkened, and the earth trembled. Hellish flames erupted from the ground, only to be extinguished by Luther's holy light.

Amex sneered, his eyes burning with intensity. "You're stronger than I expected, angel. But you'll still kneel before me."

Luther's expression remained steadfast. "I'll never yield to the King of Hell."

Their blades locked, the outcome hanging in the balance.

Suddenly, Amex unleashed a devastating blast of hellish energy. Luther stumbled back, his wings faltering.

A blinding radiance swept across the battlefield, enveloping the demonic forces. In an instant, Amex, Luther, and every demon vanished.

The angels stood alone, stunned and bewildered.

"The demons are gone!" a celestial warrior exclaimed.

"Heaven's warriors, remain vigilant!" their commander ordered.

The angels formed a defensive perimeter, scanning the empty landscape for any sign of their foes.

_No Sign of the Demons_

The battlefield lay silent, devoid of any demonic presence. No bodies, no wounded, no signs of struggle.

As if Hell's forces had never existed.

"Heaven's above, what happened?" an angel asked.

"Was it divine intervention?" another wondered.

Their commander's expression turned grave.

"We must report this to the Archangels. This event may reshape the balance of power."

With Luther vanished, the angels reached the archangels.

Archangel Azrael, Luther's father, mobilized the heavenly host to search for his son.

"Find him," Azrael commanded, his voice echoing through the realms. "Leave no stone unturned."

Meanwhile, Amex's loyal demons combed the underworld, seeking any sign of their missing king and Luther.

As the search continued, whispers spread:

"A new era begins."

"The balance of power shifts."

"The fate of the realms hangs in the balance."

The curtain closes on this chapter, but the story will continue.

*To Be Continued...*

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