Both swords clashed, seeking dominance for they're leaders. The giant tooth against the swift Ashwinder, a battle that both needed to fight in they're own battles.Both fought against each other, and both fought a losing battle.Kay flickered out of the range as the tooth ignited with pure yellow radiance, and then tried to behead his opponent, who used his arms to block the cutlass, feeling the shock of lightning.He was then kicked hard, a gouge of blood escaping his shoulders. Kay then drew two runes, using the firestorm combo.He used this again and again, his opponent made a triple cast that created a Flood, that made the flames die out.Both swords clashed once more. Kay's Ashwinder was slowly losing it's strength, and as he felt his power slowly decay, he tapped more and more into it, trying to make the most of it.He was kicked out, the dragon appeared in front of him and tried to cut him in half, but the black-haired youth flickered once again.A pillar of water erupted from

When he set foot on Long’s floor, his nose was attacked by the gagging scent of rotten flesh, consumed until the bones. Sighting, he advanced towards the dirty road.His eyes roamed towards the corpses of various monsters, the decay on them only showed for how much Long was imprisoned.Kay paused in front of a giant door that was completely blown out of it’s hinges.‘Guess I found out the boss room.’ Without preamble, he delved deeper as something inside his blood begun to stir. His heart rate skyrocketed when he felt her presence.“Mother?” He whispered, holding his distraught face while not believing his ears. ‘No… that can’t be… mother isn’t here… this isn’t her presence… this is warm and lovely…’“Long… is that you?” He heard the voice across the room, his eyes scanned the place and then noted how that presence seemed to permeate the very room. “No… Long’s soul has departed from this world… which means… you are the kid he gave his heart to.”Kay gulped down his nervousness, trembl

“Where’s this place?” He asked aloud, his gaze wandered on the big room. He noticed a banner behind a throne, one that showed the mighty phoenix.Sitting there was someone that Kay recognized on the spot. How could he not, since he was looking at the split image of himself, with only more regal clothing.Together with that one person was another one that Kay couldn’t take off his eyes.Liria was sitting on his lookalike lap, both sharing an deep, erotic kiss.“What… what?” He asked, dumbstruck. This was, probably, the first time someone ever had envied themselves.“This, as I’m sure you know, is Enkai… the one you inherit the Phoenix power from.” She giggle, and then the scene kept playing out. “Look closely at what happen next.”Enkai begun to kiss Liria’s neck, they both were almost doing it right there, when the doors opened with a loud bang. “Sir it’s terrible… oh… am I interrupting something?” Another member of the Phoenix clan entered, eyeing both lovers with an arched brow.“No

After taking the bath, he excused himself from Zera’s flat and went to the streets, to see how much the city changed after two months.For his disappointment, nothing changed much. There’s still the same streets, the same people…He didn’t knew what to expect, but he supposed, wanted, to at least see some difference. To, at least, see that he mattered in someway…He eyed the castle above the mountain top, the same one where the Magic King inhabited, a small smile playing in his lips.‘I may not be important now, but… soon.’Then, he smelled something good from some stands away. Walking towards it slowly, he eyed the door and smiled at seeing the restaurant food. He was about to enter, but stopped himself.Touching his pocket, he sighted as he felt no bulge in them.“I’m hungry…” He sighted, only then noticing that he was surviving out of holy water for a month. ‘When did things get so problematic.’He was about to turn back and go towards his home, where his belonging should be, when

In the middle of the night, in a run down church in the outskirts of the town, two high devotees were kneeling down towards a scholar, someone one rank higher.“What is the bidding of Janus?” One of them asked the high scholar, who had a grandfatherly smile, that didn’t fully reached his ears, on his round face.Taking out a stack of papers, he placed the list of the 21 candidates for the throne in the altar. Then, he proceeded to take four files, each marked with a blue stamp.“These are the ones lord Janus wants us to guide.” Both eyed the files that contained the Magician, Hierophant, Temperance and Star. “As you can see, this time, we have a very hopeful candidates…”“Sir… I was wondering… each of those have alliances to nobility.” He squirmed, feeling nervous at the spotlight. “The people of Amynistrad already hate the nobility… so, why would Janus choose these people… if they’ll most likely will be dictators?”The old man considered the question, his spectacles shining under the