Rex gremory, younger twin of rias gremory, one would have expected him to grow up to be just like his brother, but unfortunately was born without the power of destruction infact even demonic power, his family, clan and race looked down upon him, he...
Zeoticus's voice rang out in pure defiance, his eyes gleaming with determination as he screamed,
Zeoticus:I WON'T LOSE! I REFUSE TO LOSE TO YOU!
Without hesitation, he pulled out a vial of Phenex tears, the golden liquid gleaming in the light as he drank it. His body was instantly restored, wounds healing and his energy surging back to full strength. He gritted his teeth, rage and pride boiling beneath his skin.
From beneath his cloak, he pulled out a sword I knew all too well. It glistened in his hands, dark and twisted, brimming with demonic energy. The sight of it sent a wave of anger through me. It was that sword-the same demonic blade that had scarred my forehead when I was just a child. My fingers twitched at the memory, the phantom pain still fresh in my mind.
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Zeoticus:You remember this, don't you?
Zeoticus sneered.
Zeoticus:This is Doombringer, the Gremory clan's heirloom. But it's not just any sword...
His voice dripped with venom as he lifted the blade high, the dark aura around it flaring with malicious power.
Zeoticus:It devours magic and uses it to strengthen the wielder. You've tasted its power before. Now, you'll taste it again.
I narrowed my eyes, gripping my own sword tightly. But I wasn't about to be outdone. I summoned my weapon, a sword I had forged myself. It was a masterpiece, a replica of the legendary blade Arondight, but infused with something far greater-Aether, the purest and most powerful form of energy. The blade shimmered with a soft, bluish glow, ethereal flames licking its edges as I held it in front of me. This was Aetherion, the first sword ever crafted from some materials fused with aether
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Me:I see you've brought your family's relic
I said calmly, the blue flames on my sword growing stronger.
Me:But this... this is Aetherion, the first blade forged in the fires of Aether. Let's see if your ancient sword can handle this.
Without warning, we both charged at each other, our swords meeting in a clash of light and dark. Doombringer crackled with dark energy as it connected with Aetherion, the ground beneath us shaking from the force of our collision. Sparks flew as our blades scraped against one another, each swing carrying deadly intent.
