Location - Böser Geist (Lord Agragar's throne room)
A monstrous, ancient hall loomed in the heart of the demon world, its dark stone walls etched with twisted carvings of anguish and despair. The room pulsed with an eerie glow, as if alive with a sinister will.
Gathered before the throne of Lord Agragar, a massive crowd of demons knelt in rigid formation. Their voices rose like a chorus of thunder, a guttural chant of unwavering loyalty:
"HAIL THE LORD AGRAGAR! HAIL THE LORD AGRAGAR!"
The chanting grew louder, more frenzied, until the massive obsidian doors groaned open. A suffocating pressure swept through the room, silencing all at once. Lord Agragar entered.
With a slow, deliberate motion, he lowered himself onto his blackened throne-a seat of pure malice. The huge ancient all still silence after the entrance of Lord Agragar.
The silence shattered as the Mirauza stepped forward, he is the monstrous titan of unimaginable power. He knelt his head bowed in submission.
"LONG LIVE OUR MAJESTY! HAIL LORD AGRAGAR!" He declared, his voices vibrating through the hall.
Agragar's lips curled into a cruel, amused grin. His voice, deep and commanding, rumbled like a storm.
"Proceed, my slave."
"My lord, did you sense it..." Mirauza began, his voice carrying an unnerving calm, "our Youdhra, one of strongest soldiers in my army was defeated, by a bloody sorcerer."
Gasps rippled through the demons. Agragar's eyes narrowed.
Mirauza's head tilts downwards, "The humans are evolving, my lord. Sorcerers, once pitiful creatures, are growing boldly and stronger. If we ignore this nuisance, they will become a threat to our plan. Youdhra was sent to gather information, yet he was slain."
Mirauza's claws clenched into a fist, his eyes gleaming with hatred.
"I beg of you, my lord, let me give the opportunity. I shall eradicate the sorcerers, rip apart their defenses, and leave their ashes as an offering to your power."
Agragar sat still for a moment, his gaze piercing through Mirauza. Then, slowly, a wicked smile spread across his face, his jagged teeth gleaming like daggers.
"I, too, have sensed it-the time approaches," Agragar spoke, his voice a chilling promise. He rose from his throne, the sheer force of his presence pushing the demons further into the ground. "Your request, Mirauza, aligns with my will."
Agragar's smirk twisted with malevolent intent.
"Go forth, Mirauza. Take your army. Burn their cities, gather the information, and destroy any fool who opposes you."
Mirauza bowed deeply, a wicked grin splitting his face. "As you command, my lord. I shall paint the Yathra world with blood and their screams."
The Upper Rank Demons behind him roared in excitement, their bloodlust igniting the room. The very walls seemed to quake in anticipation of the carnage to come.
Agragar's final words boomed like an omen.
"And when you return victorious... the next phase of my plan will begin." Agragar said that with a sinister laugh and he also decided something in his mind behind this plan.
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Location - Laconis City College (The Battlefield of Azad vs Youdhra)
The battlefield lay in complete ruin. Buildings reduced to rubble, the air heavy with smoke and ash, and the faint hum of lingering magic cracked like dying embers.
In the center of the devastation, Azad stood over Hinata, unconscious and battered from the aftermath of Youdhra's demise. Kneeling beside her, he cupped water in his hands and splashed it gently on her face.
Hinata stirred, her eyes fluttering open. Her gaze shifted from Azad to the carnage around her, and her breath caught in her throat.
"W-What happened...?" she stammered, disbelief etched across her face. Her eyes locked onto Azad's hooded figure. "Who... are you? Why are you hiding your face?"
Azad's voice was calm but distant.
"I'm no one important. I'm just here to help."
Hinata's face twisted with concern as she remembered her friend. "Azad! My friend Azad! Where is he?! What happened to him?!"
Azad's tone softened. "Don't worry. Everyone is safe. I moved them before harm could come to them. Not a single life was lost."
Tears welled in her eyes. "Thank God... thank you."
Attempting to stand, she winced, gripping her injured leg. Without a word, Azad scooped her up effortlessly and leapt into the air, "Don't push yourself too much, I will take care." Wind roared past them as they soared above the wreckage. Hinata's eyes widened in awe as she stared at her savior.
"I don't know why, but... I feel like I know you," she whispered, her voice trembling.
Azad hesitated, his heart caught in his throat.
"I... I also don't know?, but... I feel the same way as you," he muttered quietly.
Moments later, he landed outside her home, gently placing her in her room. Before she could question him further, he vanished into the night, leaving her with nothing but the memory of his voice and presence.
"Who are you... really?" she murmured, a lingering sense of recognition nagging at her.
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Location - Shiu (Athena's Capital City)
The once-bustling city of Shiu-Athena's proud capital-was thrown into chaos. The skies darkened, twisting into an unnatural crimson as portals tore open across the horizon. From their swirling depths, demons poured forth like a tidal wave of darkness.
Their roars echoed like the sound of war drums, shaking the ground. Civilians screamed as they fled, buildings collapsed under the weight of the invasion, and chaos reigned supreme.
Then, from the largest portal, Mirauza emerged with a Sinister laugh.
"HUMANS! I HAVE COME TO TURN YOUR WORLD INTO HELL!"
Behind him, the demon army surged forward like a black tide, demolishing everything in their path.
The air grew heavy as Shiu fell into despair.
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Location - Laconis City (Sorcerers' Headquarters)
The monthly gathering of sorcerers was in full swing. The grand auditorium buzzed with voices discussing recent demon attacks. Conversations swirled around the increasing ferocity of the demons and speculations about their motives.
Kaguya, the Chairman of the Red Dragon Guild, entered the auditorium room, his presence commanding respect. A voice rang out:
"Hi, Chairman!"
Kaguya turned, his sharp gaze landing on Giyu, a figure from his past.
"How are you, Chairman?" Giyu asked, his tone polite but with a hint of mockery. "How's your health? Still good?"
Kaguya smirked. "Oh, Giyu. What are you doing here? I thought your guild was closed due to lack of members," he replied with a faint, sarcastic laugh.
Giyu's face hardened. Though he masked his irritation, it was evident.
Once a top member of the Red Dragon Guild and Kaguya's most promising pupil, Giyu had left to form his own guild. Black Tiger Guild had quickly risen in prominence, But, he still can't beat Red Dragon guild. This rivaling the Black Tiger Guild in prestige. This rivalry fueled Giyu's jealousy, though he would never admit it.
Giyu responded coolly, "You've aged, Master. Why not step down? Merge your guild with mine. I can pay your members far more than they'll ever earn under your leadership."
Kaguya's expression darkened. "Don't speak so arrogantly, child. You're nothing but a little brat compared to me."
The two stared at each other, their tension palpable. Those nearby dared not interrupt as the atmosphere grew heavy with unspoken challenges.
Suddenly, Vincent Roger, the President of Sparta, entered the hall. His commanding voice silenced the room. "Take your seats. Let's begin."
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Location - Shiu (Athena's Head Capital)
The city of Shiu lies in devastation. Buildings crumbled, streets burned, and the air was thick with smoke and despair. The cries of survivors echoed through the chaos as demons rampaged without mercy.
A Grade 3 Sorcerer, bloodied and desperate, staggered through the destruction. His voice cracked as he cried out:
"Help... someone, help me! I just want to see my family again... my children..."
But his cries went unanswered. A towering demon with grotesque, monstrous features cornered him. It loomed over the sorcerer, its malevolence palpable as it prepared to strike.
The sorcerer's voice quivered. "No... please...!"
Before the demon could deliver a fatal sword thrust the demon's back to heart, a powerful voice pierced the chaos:
"Blood Art, Thrust of Blood Sword!"
A shimmering red sword materialized in the air and struck the demon, piercing it cleanly and that thrust activates the bleeding effect. That bleeding effect drains most of the blood from the demon's body. The demon roared in pain before collapsing.
Ryugi Ken, a Special Grade Sorcerer of Protector pros, known for his mastery of blood-based techniques, emerged from the smoke. His presence was commanding, his expression one of cold determination.
"Worthless creatures," Ryugi said, his voice sharp. "None of you belong in this world."
He raised his blade, its aura pulsing with energy, and unleashed a series of precise strikes that tore through several advancing demons. The battlefield was momentarily cleared.
But then, a dark beam of energy streaked toward him. Ryugi deflected it with his blade, his sharp eyes scanning for the source.
Emerging from the smoke was Mirauza, the demon commander. His humanoid form exuded a chilling aura, but his features betrayed his inhuman nature. His dark green skin shimmered ominously, his legs resembled those of a horse, and his clawed hands flexed as he unsheathed a massive scythe from his back.
"Calling us worthless, are you?" Mirauza sneered. "You're the one who doesn't belong here."
Mirauza raised his scythes and chanted, "Darkness rises, the beast awakens, Shadow Dragon!"
A colossal dragon-like form emerged, its shadowy figure twisting through the smoke. Its glowing eyes fixated on Ryugi, radiating pure menace. Ryugi's mind racing with amusement, "What? Dark? I have never seen these elemental powers before."
Ryugi didn't let his enemy to face his reaction.
Ryugi's eyes narrowed. "Impressive... but not enough."
With a resolute voice, he chanted, "Boiling blood, predator emerges, Red Tiger!"
From the ground erupted a crimson tiger, its fiery form illuminating the battlefield. The two beasts clashed in midair, their attacks shaking the earth beneath them.
As the beasts fought, Ryugi and Mirauza engaged directly. Ryugi's blade struck with precision, while Mirauza's scythe moved at terrifying speed. Sparks flew as their weapons collided.
Mirauza's scythe landed a heavy strike and Ryugi blocked that, but that attack force sent Ryugi crashing into a nearby building. The structure groaned before collapsing under the impact.
Ryugi staggered to his feet, blood dripping from his hands. His voice was steady as he chanted, "Blood Art, density of Red, Flood of Blood!"
A crimson wave of dense blood surged forth, engulfing Mirauza and slowing his movements. Seizing the opportunity, Ryugi charged forward.
But Mirauza smirked, his voice calm as he chanted, "Power of Dark, Grim Reaper Slash!"
A shadowy scythe materialized and slashed through the blood wave. The flood of blood spattered by the power of Mirauza's Grim reaper slash. The force of the attack sent Ryugi flying once more, his body crashing against the debris-strewn ground.
Mirauza's shadow dragon overwhelmed Ryugi's red tiger, absorbing its essence back into his scythes. He advanced on Ryugi, his expression of cruel satisfaction.
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Mirauza approached Ryugi ken towards slowly with a cold smirk.
"You've fought valiantly," Mirauza said with a cold smirk, his voice resonating like a death knell. "But this is where it ends."
Mirauza raised his scythe high, their edges gleaming with a dark, otherworldly energy. The air around him grew dense, vibrating with an ominous hum. Shadows coiled around his weapons like living tendrils, pulsating with raw power.
Ryugi smiled faintly, his voice barely audible. "Even if I fall... someone stronger will rise... and you will face your end."
With a voice dripping in malice, he chanted, "Power of dark, Abyssal Crescent Slash!"
The scythe glowed as the shadows erupted outward, forming one enormous arc of dark energy. The crescents spiraled toward Ryugi with terrifying speed, their edges shimmering like the embodiment of death itself.
That crescent slash ripped apart the Ryugi ken body into two pieces and blood splattered around the battlefield. That blood stains on the buildings and ground of shiu.
Mirauza stood triumphant, his scythe gleaming ominously as the shadows around him began to recede. "Your words mean nothing, sorcerer," he said coldly. "This universe belongs to the strongest."
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Location - Masafu's House (Azad's room)
Far away, Azad sat in silence. A sense of unease gripped him, a premonition of the darkness spreading across the land.
The scene shifted between Azad's calm face and Mirauza's triumphant smirk.
"Something is coming," the Azad intoned ominously. "And I have a bad feeling about it."
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Chapter 6 - TO BE CONTINUED....