The Crusade of the Fallen Hero Part 1: Cursed Origins(On Hold)

Prologue: God/Shouto's POV

      "What is taking that brute so long!?!" I thought I waited impatiently in the Void. My son and my commander, who were also with me for this paramount meeting, also looked impatient. I sighed knowing he would do this on purpose. He is, after all, the Lord of Chaos.

       Suddenly with a flash of red light, a Hell Gate opened. He steps out of the gate with his two associates. There was glow around him to show he was power itself. He sported a white suit and pants, black tie, and massive black bat-like wings. We had a similar getup but reversed colors and posses white angelic wings.

        He grinned and addressed to me, "Well, well, well. If it isn't the Lord of Order, King of the Heavens, my frenemy himself, God." "Satan, you're late" I replied crossly as we always done for last two millennium. His son, who looked exactly like his father, laughed maniacally. "Hey there Jesus," said the Antichrist. "Anti," said my son with a tone of loathing. This was because, like me and that idiot over there, both Christs hate each other. They take up so much after their fathers.

        Then both of our commanders step forward. "General Lucifer," my commander cried out. "Chief Michael" replied Lucifer. "How did you like my old position," Micheal looks at him with disdain and says, "You were once a great archangel, Lucifer. But that does not mean I will not take you down, traitor." "That's enough Michael," I addressed to him. "Now that we all are here, tell why you have summoned us." "As the mortals say, let's get down to business," Satan answered, "I want Armageddon to start."

         "Not happening." I retorted angrily. "Are you insane" exclaimed Jesus. "Do you remember last time we had a Demon-Angelic War!?" roared Michael. "Yes, yes. We still remember the damaged caused by the fourth war." replaced Lucifer. "It was so great we had to reset existence on the mortal plane," said Antichrist with an insane look. "And believe me, I know that to start a war between our kingdoms, both of us have to declare it, " answered Satan. "But I have a wager."

        "What wager," I asked suspiciously. Nothing good ever comes out of his mouth. "You know our half celestial, half-human children, the Nephilim that live on Earth, right? I propose that my Demonic Nephilim either take over the mortal realm or captures the Seven Void Keys within a century will have the right to prevent the next war or start it," he answered. Then Satan smiled darkly and said, "My followers already mobilized and ready to conquer on the mortal world. Your precious creations will either be my pawns or my targets in my game. I have made sure that there is no way that you can back out now."

         I gritted my teeth. "Why you-" Michael said he drew his sword. But I raised my hand and he stopped. "Fine then, I will accept this wager," I growled. "But father!" Jesus exclaimed. "My Lord, please reconsider-" Michael begged. "No," I answered hotly. "This is the only way we can prevent war and protect our mortal followers but don't worry. The wager will only start on when he accepts my terms."

      "Oh, what are your terms?" asked Satan. "One, you reveal your plans to the world. Two, pure angels and demons will not be able to assist the Nephilim and humans on our sides unless it is communication. And three, the Holy and Satanic Trinities will withdraw at the start of the conflict and will only return at end of it," I said firmly.

      After I said this, there was an uproar. "What are you doing father!" "No way in hell is the Antichrist is going into exile" "Like hell, I'm going to let you-" "My Lord, I beg to differ-" Only Satan was unfazed. In fact, he was laughing. The nerve.

     "Who shall take be taking care of our Kingdoms?" asked Satan. "I will presume if we are doing this, you will appoint Lucifer. In my case, Michael will look after Heaven." I replied with a steely gaze. Lucifer remained quiet. Michael on the other hand said. "Me, my Lord? Isn't someone more capable-" I turned around to face and said, "Michael, there is no one I trust more to take care of Heaven than you." "Yes, your Majesty," he replied as he bowed his head. Then Satan laughed again. I swear, sometimes you just want him to choke on laugh and watch him suffocate to death(which can't because the All Mighty and the Absolute cannot die, unfortunately).

     "All Right it looks we are doing this," he said. We clasped our hands and shouted at the same time, " By the Oath of the Eternal Void between the realms, we swear that will carry out this wager with its terms." After chanting our oath, chains appeared out of nowhere and wrapped our hands together by ghastly grey flames. Suddenly as it appears, it goes out. "Now, when we start our wager?' asked Satan. "Tomorrow," I replied. He laughed out an insane and ominous sound. "Well, let the game begin."

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30 Years Later

      Boom. Boom. Kaboom. "Shouto, they have breached Corridor B-2," said one of my comrades. My team and I rushed toward down Corridor B-3 with our Crucifers drawn and crackling with magic energy stored within. Red flashes of the alarms lit our way. The P.A kept repeating, "Intruder Alert. This is not drill. All Non-Reaper personal please evacuate. Levels 4-9 Nephilim was spotted near the armory. Intruder alert."

      Kaboom. "That was close. Come on." yelled another comrade of mine as we rushed to where gaping hole was. Then suddenly he stopped. He fell back into the floor. What I saw before me was horrifying. My comrade has hole where his heart was. Red eyes glowed through the smoke. A figure of a human suddenly appeared out of the smoke. But it had red wings, horns, claws, and skin. It was him.

     My comrades around began to shake with fear. "Oh God, it's him." "The monster who destroyed the Tokyo Branch 2 years ago." He is a Level 9 Nephilim." "There is no way we can defeat him." Then I step forward with my Crucifer, a sword called Oblivion. "Cain," I called out.

    "Shouto Kurogane," Cain called out with an insane look "The legend of the D.E.E.O, slayer of thousands of my men. I am here to bring vengeance on you for what have done to me all those years back." He drew his Demena. It was his famous scythe.

      "That's the Hellreaver," one of my comrades cried out. She turned to me and said, "It's a Demena that steals a person's magic. You will die if you take him head-on." I smiled grimly and said. "I won't be dying here tonight," I replied. Then I turn to face her. "Afterall, I fought against Cain before and I can do it again."

         I turned to face him. "I made promised to Aria that I will return home before our child is born," I thought as I and Cain were getting ready to strike. "I will be going home after I killed him. There is no other way around this. I will finish what I have started 2 years ago."

        We both stopped and stared at each other for a moment. Then faster than anyone can blink, we clashed our weapons in center of the battlefield. He had an insane look in eyes. Me, I stared calmly back into it. We both know then one of us is going to have their final night today. It's battle between the king of the Demonic Nephilim and the Shinigami of the Reapers.