3rd Pov
The world set ablaze, nothing was spared being life or land...under Ivarage now known as Amaranth Varja's wrath.
The mindless army born from her power quickly shreds apart all the mortals being that dared opposing her.
This battle whose scale already reached unimaginable height kept growing more gruesome...the sound of despairing pleas and cries filled the world.
Amaranth Varja herself faced dozens of insanely powerful individuals...yet even with all of them, the fight was unfairly balanced.
Amaranth Varja : Daring sent those small fry ! Come at me already you shitty hero !
Roaring, she was in a humanoid form...portraying a young adult in her twenty, long silverish hair and golden pupils.
In her hand wasn't a sword but a blade that directly sprouted from her wrist...in a single swing, she dematerialized space and time, cutting those concepts to their very essence.
Randomly aimed toward whoever was getting in the way, this time it was the Storm dragon who received the blow, one of his wings completely swept away.
A loud silenced cry dozed from his mouth as he started falling...
Yet despite his supposed demise, Veldora immediately started healing and returned into the formation...
Amaranth Varja : How persistent...
Before her was the very elite of this world...the three living true dragons in their prime state, floating while their body covered in that mystic veil granted by the hero Dawn Arceid.
Beside them were another wave of powerful warriors lined in a simple formation...from primordial angels to demons, former demon lords and true heroes.
Elf and majin, all kinds of people were gathered just for the single existence that Amaranth Varja is...perhaps the only missing name would be Milim Nava.
Amaranth Varja : What ? Someone ripped your tongues ?
No answer, Amaranth didn't know if it was because of the tension or something else but her opponents didn't speak at all.
Merely rushing to her fighting even after their body and mind are torn apart, their expression...their movements, everything was real.
Amaranth Varja : (Yet they are all so weak!)
Watching as Luminous adorned with her new weapon approached from her left, her right was also ambushed by Chloe Aubert.
The two of them apex that reign over most spiritual beings, yet Amaranth quite easily caught both blades in her hand.
Retracting her own blade, she tightly clenched her claw in the graded weapon before tossing their users still stashed on them.
Amaranth Varja : You mutts are no match !
Chloe/Luminous : !!!
A painful groin left the two women as they collided against each other before starting to fall, Amaranth watching them uninterested.
Though her attention was quickly drawn back to the action as Carrera appeared behind with a large nuclear missile.
Amaranth Varja : You think something like that can injure me ?!
Stretching her arm, she was about to counter nuclear with pure destruction but a thick layer of barrier formed around her.
The 3 true dragon has surrounded her in a triangle formation conjuring a prison perfectly sealing her off.
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That time I failed as an Author and got reincarnated in Tensura
FantasyElite3532, an individual who can be considered as an icon among the Tensura fandom community failed in accomplishing his dream... As he regretted his choice in life, his eyes closed for the very last in this earth...waking up the next day in the car...
