The moment felt like it was moving in slow motion, Azo was discombobulated, his surroundings spun rapidly causing him to trip over his own feet. Azo crashed into a tree leaning over to expel the food within his gut while the world around him began to slow down. The world surrounding Azo would slow to a stop, the once colorful atmosphere was now shades of black and white. Turning back to his Father's corpse his stomach turned causing him to vomit once more. Although he did what he did he wished it didn't have to be this way... He sheathed his sword in great sorrow the flame in his heart just embers compared to the roaring blaze it once was, a deep feeling of hollowness beginning to creep into his heart. Was this the price to pay for greatness? Was this the price to pay to save the worlds from Ais The Flame Of War? Just as Azo began to depart there He was again. The inhumanly large man with four arms constructed of otherworldly metals, markings and leg plating of the same materials as his arms, he was approaching Azo to which the younger man would rest his hand on the handle of his blade his posture straightening to appear taller.
The familiar man towered over Azo perhaps trying to intimidate him? Azo would focus on exposing his weak points, for instance his arms must have weighed him down significantly but he could possibly be able to kill a man with one shot. "Who are you?" "My name is Dio, I am The God Of The Living." Azo remembered the conversation they had many months ago and the woman who mocked him thinking he would've been tougher, she claimed to be an ally but he wasn't certain of her honesty "Who was she?" "The Goddess Of Karma." Azo raised an eyebrow at his statements. Gods? It could be possible considering the miracle that woman pulled off. Azo scanned the area using only his eyes, ensuring Dio remained in his peripheral vision. The world was at a complete halt, he was certain this was Dio's doing. Hearing The God out would be the best option. "You've gotten stronger, Your energy has grown." Dio turning his head to take a look at the scene unfolding around them now understood how deep Azo's commitment was to the visions gifted to him by Fate "Azo, you have been chosen for a great responsibility by Fate. It is my duty to assist you to gain power to complete your quest." He took a step toward his father's corpse while Azo for the first time noticed the dark aura surrounding his father's body. The young warrior's eyes must have been deceiving him! Before he witnessed his father's head floating in the air! Glaring at him!
"You now understand the price you must be willing to pay. The fate of many will be left in the palms of your hands. Your fate is now in your own hands, everything that was predetermined for you can now be reshaped, molded by your vision. Meet me at the temple of the Gods in the forest if you accept. My offer stands for one years time." Dio placing his hand on his left shoulder to which Azo roughly pulled back was left with the following statement "Never falter brave one. You are many world's last hope, you have the strength of the one but the courage of many. Do not lose your way." A crimson beam of light shot down from the sky! The beam created a great gust of wind forcing Azo to block his eyes! Dio was engulfed in the beam and it shot back into the sky, leaving Azo frozen in time with his thoughts. He stared at his fathers corpse for a long while. Memories played in his mind about the bond they shared, and time spent together as a child when he informed his father of his vision. His father did not hesitate to begin supporting his dream, opening his eyes he knew those times were over.. That he did what had to be done. He was a fugitive now. There was nothing he could do to reverse that fact, he took a deep breath going to his father placing his hand on his shoulder muttering his family's prayer. As the last of the prayer left his lips the corpse fell over unfrozen in time! A flaw in Dio's Powers? He took a mental note before kneeling and uttering the prayer once more, he would reach over and confiscate his father's sword and armor to give the elder a respectful burial. "You will curse many lands boy! A rotten seed in the crops of this family!" Spirits could travel through time? Regardless Azo would walk to his father's floating head "Forgive me.. But I must see this through to the end." Azo would turn his back to the floating head that was his father refusing to turn back no matter what was cursed upon him, daring to turn back only once to see his father's polarity in a dark shade of purple forming a body under the floating head as tears came down his face the elder man closed his eyes and that did not help.
