"Is that all you've got? Honestly I've got to say it was disappointing. Here I was expecting something different from you, it's quite a shame that this is all the death god of Syx amounts to." A young pale man spoke with a bored look as he gazed down on the figure beneath his feet.Below him was a slightly older version of the white haired kid who had brutally massacred his peers within the camp of the forest.He was badly beaten and barely able to move. His hands trembled slightly as he tried to reach for his dagger which was sprawled somewhere on the floor not too far away from him.The pale man noticed this then took his leg from the white haired teenager's back and stepped on the hand that was reaching for the dagger.A pained grimace quickly found its way to the face of the white haired teenager but despite that, he didn't utter a sound.Leaning close, the pale man spoke."I think I was better back when I was still a newbie at Syx, yeah I definitely was. I was just about your age

"Tch! You damned spawn, you dare?!." The wraith yelled, a large vein, clearly visible on the side of its head as it spoke.Its hands remained on Nox's face, exactly the same position they had been before they entered the illusion created by the wraith.It took its hands off the effeminate child's face and proceeded to grab Nox with its left hand, it's usual carefree smile, now replaced by a contemptuous scowl."Don't think I can't end you where you stand, you only remain due to the complexity of your soul."Nox's body trembled as he barely suppressed a laugh, the soft chuckle which escaped his lips slowly became a deranged laughter that reverberated through the eerie silence of the white room.The mist wraith's scowl deepened, its confusion palpable, it tightened its grip on Nox's neck but that didn't stop the child from laughing maniacally."You know, you were right about something, wraith."His lips curled up into a wild unnatural grin, with pristine fangs slightly hidden behind his

Nox's silver lashes fluttered slightly following the subtle twitches his eyes made as they slowly opened. His confused gaze was met with an unfamiliar scenery unlike anything he'd ever seen before compared to the grey skies of the cursed forest, it was a vast expanse of crystal clear blue sky with fluffy clouds.The scenery was nothing short of amazing and it was a first for Nox who had spent most of his life living close to the territory of the accursed forest, the sky was mostly gloomy around those parts but that didn't mean that sometimes it was never beautiful, however that couldn't compare to the tranquility of the sky his eyes were currently glued to. His tired body protested against getting up, even though it had been completely healed, he couldn't move an inch from where he lay, not to mention, his body felt foreign to him, it was a feeling he couldn't describe. There was no doubt, it was definitely his body yet at the same time it didn't seem like his body. Come to think o

Tap-! Tap-! Tap-! The sounds of footsteps reverberated inside a throne room with each step carrying a faint echo that lingered in the vast royal chamber like a soothing whisper. The throne room was vast, with tall grey pillars rising upwards to an arched ceiling which was adorned with intricate carvings and runic symbols. It was dimly lit by the soft silvery glow of moonlight filtering through the large open archways at its sides which revealed a mystical view of glowing flowers beneath the royal chamber. Their bioluminescence cast soft dim lights of blue and sapphire in a beautiful tapestry of both colors. The throne — crafted from an obsidian material, sat on a dark stone platform at the far end of the royal chamber, absorbing every spectrum of light that came in contact with it. Its design was simply breathtaking, the aesthetic of the throne room, contrasted between dark, soft and simple elements, evoking a sense of solace in its confines. The footsteps came to a halt, a

Planting his feet within the raging water, Nox brought his nodachi up in an upward arc to defend against the downward slash from the fragment of Aries, the shadow's attack was heavy and gravity was clearly against Nox, but he countered the attack, adding enough strength to his swing to deflect it. The shadow attacked once again with his katana, it was so fast that it was basically a blur of the blade that was visible, however Nox met his attack with a quick strike of his own. The both of them ran wild in the midst of the storm, their movements caused numerous ripples to appear above the water, sparks flew as their blades collided whilst only blurry silhouettes of the wielders were visible. With each attack the shadow entity made, Nox would counter with his nodachi, replicating the same set of moves his attacker made to defend. The current battle style Nox was using was the free form battle art. one of the battle arts that had taken him a while and several deaths to learn as it uti