"Ali! I can't let you go!"
"I have to go or Setaka will disappear forever! I would have done the same thing if it was you..."
"You're kidding! If someone has to go it can only be me, after all I am the strongest of the transfigured after the queen"
In an abyss of terror and horror 2 enormous silhouettes sparkling like beacons of light in this darkness, they argue over the fate of this uncertain war while killing all the creatures of the void in their path.
"Sorry my dear Aatra it's my destiny I feel it deep inside my being... never think that I'm going to die because I will always find a way to come back... I love you with all my heart and please forgive me..."
The male silhouette took the other female silhouette by surprise, before reacting she finds herself teleported very far from her previous location
"Why-why did you do that!!? Ali!! Setaka!! my companions!! »
Looking into the distance the enormous rift that ravaged their entire army was imploding, The gateway to the void closed leaving a giant wound forever disfiguring the surface of this earth
« ALLLIIIIIIIIIIIII !!! »
*End of flashback *
As Alex flies over the frozen desert, clutching the darkin with all her might, Aatra comes back to her senses, roaring with anger she tries to escape from Alex's embrace, brandishing her cursed sword to break his hold.
Having no other choice, Alex releases his hold and unsheathes his dragon blade, a masterpiece enchanted by powerful streets engraved by the divine blacksmith Ornna, imbued with fiery flames and pure ice, harmonized by her Yang-Yin power.
The clash of weapons with Aatra created a titanic wave of energy, propelling Alex violently towards the ground, while Aatra, although weakened and having only a small part of his peak power, proves to be a monster of power as an opponent for the young Alex
The fight continues on the ground with a fierce series of quick and powerful blows, distorting the icy desert around them, it was breathtaking it was the first time Alex felt so overwhelmed, in power ... yes, but it was the skill and experience of thousands of battles of his opponent that was the most shocking, being only a millimeter away from being decapitated
(I am so close to death but I feel so alive!) Alex feeling each wound sharpen his mind, always keeping a manic smile on his lips, while Aatra, amused by this unexpected confrontation with this familiar mortal, let his blood magic heal his superficial wounds. Her blazing gaze was full of distant memories, she murmurs with a rare melancholy for a Darkin: "I don't know if it's because of my too vague memories but you look a lot like him in his transfigured form, he had the same unique energy that you use, the same inflexible and calculating spirit, and the same formidable vitality in battles."
"Aatra is it? Don't hold back because of a resemblance that hypothetically I have with your... friend"
"Friend? Hahaha! You're right! only the destruction of the world will bring me peace in I have always dreamed "Aatra's amused look has disappeared giving way to his bloodthirsty and deadly aura
Hearing this, Alex prepares for the final fateful confrontation, knowing that defeating Aatra was crucial to avoid a catastrophe in Freljord
In a final movement, Alex channels all of Ornna's power into his dragon blade, while rushing forward he throws his arm with the blade backwards like a rubber band
But he was not alone, on the periphery of the fight, finally arriving on the giant boar and seeing the gravity of the situation Sejuani and Ashe also use their ultimate trump card
Like Alex, Sejuani calls on the alliance pact with Volibeara to send a powerful lightning bolt filled with her power
"For winter claw!!"
While Ashe fires a huge arrow blessed by the power of Anivia.
"For Avarosa!!" »
The three attacks unite in a titanic strike that meets Aatra's devastating attack,
"FOR FRELJORD!!!" They all three yell in unison
The impact creating an explosion of energy mixing fire, ice and thunder piercing the icy sky of the Freljord
*Sound cuts out and the image was black and white*
In the eye of the cyclone of the cataclysmic explosion
"ALLLEEEX!!!" the drakin screamed recognizing the value of her opponent
"AATRRRAAA!!!" the dragon man screamed
In this destructive energy radiation their bodies will surely be disintegrated if they did not have their inhuman physical constitutions
Despite everything, Alex's hand and forearm that held his weapon were the closest to the point of impact these in his conditions of a mutilated body and a disintegrated forearm in addition to being disarmed that Alex uses the last drops of his power covering his other hand with Yang-Yin energy
While the darkin sword s'penetrates in him tearing his shoulder, he grabbed the handle of Aatra's weapon
"You fought well... but this is the end"
"... argh never think that I'm going to die because... because I will always find a way to come back! *hiding blood*"
"...!! » Aatra's body froze his eyes widened in shock
Taking advantage of this moment, Alex infused his energy into the hilt of the darkin sword and with fierce determination, he tore out the cursed sword that was Aatra's real body
...
As the energy of the explosion dissipated the body of a Nordic woman with black hair and that of a 15-year-old young man were lying in their blood
The woman seemed to benefit from an unexpected phenomenon, a red glow enveloped her body saving her from certain death
On the other side, Alex's body which had a huge cut starting from his shoulder and a missing forearm had a livid look
(Is this the end?... Wolf... Lamb)
(No!) the two angels of death did not come but only the voice of lamb answered him
But his inner monologue was cut off by another more magnetic female voice
(A day he told me he's just a fragment of himself... I understand now you're another fragment like... like Ali!" A hint of joy Imperceptible in that voice
"Aa-Aatra!?" Alex looked at his remaining hand no longer finding the darkin weapon but instead a red glow enveloped it"
"Haha! I didn't go easy on your body, but nothing that can't be fixed by blood magic"
The fatal wounds on his body are closing even his forearm was replaced by another in the darkin style with a red eye on the fist
"My sword has merged with your body... another abuse of this energy, it was the same thing in the past... if he had never disappeared I would perhaps be the worthy transfigured that I was"
"Aatra I don't know what horror you had done and I don't care... I'm not a hero... just a pervert who wants to give his love to lots of women... thank you for this fight"
"I know... let me sleep now" for the first time in thousands of years Aatra felt the peace of his mind falling into a deep sleep.
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Adventurethis is my first story then you know the music: English is not my usual language. it's a wish fulfillment so no limit to the harem!!! namely the main theme is the harem and the comics porno/hantai **** Note : Alternate Universe(s) Alternate charact...
