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Bargain Infernal Episode 70: Throne of Ruin
A graveyard battlefield littered with dead angels and demons, a mess of charred meat and liquid steel, a pungent taint of holy ichor filling the air. Screams had been replaced with sick crackles, with dying flesh dissolved into nothing. And so there was Alex Mercer standing there amidst that gore. His abyssal wings, four shifting appendages of pure void, cast jagged shadows over the desolation. His body, once flesh and bone, was now an unstable vortex of power, his veins pulsing with an energy that no longer felt bound to mortal or celestial laws. He had become something more. And Seraphiel knew it. The Archangel of Judgment knelt on one knee, the pillar of heaven's might shaken to its knees. His bright armor was cracked and blackened, and a severed golden wing lay twitching weakly on the blood-soaked dust beside him.The sword that once cleaved hellspawn legions in two, shattering with each blow into a thousand shining pieces, lay now broken into useless fragments of light that f
Bargain Infernal Episode 71: The Unraveling
This battlefield was a god and monster graveyard.Alex stood in the midst of the carnage. His abyssal wings stirred and shook like liquid shadow, his form a volatile storm of raw power. The final resonant murmurs of The First's presence remained, a phantom weight pressing on the fabric of reality itself. He could still feel the touch on the chest, the forced glimpse into a past he no longer remembered.But of course, time did not allow that.A scream rent the air not of pain, but something much worse: terror.The surviving abyssal forces, those who had once bent before their dead king, Abyssus, shrank back as something inside Alex began to shift. His presence had already been a thing beyond their comprehension, but now it was changing.He staggered, his breathing ragged. His veins pulsed with something deeper than abyssal power, something beyond even celestial understanding. His body flickered between solid and incorporeal, his form distorting like a mirage in a storm.Seraphiel, stil
Bargain Infernal Episode 72: The Abyss Stirs
Darkness devoured the battlefield.After Alex's scream, there was a deafening silence, of the kind before worlds collapse. The abyss throbbed and pulsed: an ancient hunger was awakened. Tendrils slid across the fabric of reality. Ichor burned and flesh smoldered, with something far worse: unnatural.Alex Mercer stood before him, not as a man nor as an abyssal reaper, but as something beyond definition. The power that radiated from Alex was no longer the abyss, no longer infernal, no longer celestial. It was something. other."It cannot be…," Abyssus whispered, his voice barely a breath against the storm of energy crackling around Alex. "This should not be."Alex lifted his head, his eyes no longer the abyssal void they once were. They burned a color no language could describe, an existence no mind could comprehend. His body, once a vessel of darkness, now shifted between forms, flickering between the abyss, flesh, and something neither living nor dead.Abyssus roared, the weight of hi
Bargain Infernal Episode 73: Descent into Madness
Darkness. Alex floated through an emptiness greater than the void he had once commanded. The agony in his chest seared like a gash ripped through his soul, and still he could not scream. He could not move. He was drowning in a sea of darkness, sinking deeper and deeper until the weight of existence itself threatened to crush him. Then, a voice. "You were never meant to survive this long." Lucifer. Alex's eyes opened wide, and he was standing not on the battlefield, not in the abyss but in a twisted mockery of the world he'd known. Skyscrapers towered above him, their windows cracked and weeping with molten glass. The streets were drenched with blood, the sky a spinning maelstrom of fire and shadow. And in the distance, the screams began. Demons poured from the ruined buildings, their forms grotesque and ever-shifting. Some had too many limbs, others none at all. Their eyes burned with an insatiable hunger, their maws stretching wide to reveal rows of jagged teeth. They had been
Bargain Infernal Episode 74: Abyss of Desire and Deception
Alex Mercer stood in the midst of the desolate city, the heavy, acrid stench of burnt flesh hanging in the air. Smoke drifted throughout the crumbled buildings, casting jagged shadows on the blood-soaked streets. The ground beneath his boots was slick with the remains of the vanquished demons, their black ichor steaming as it dissolved into nothingness.Yet despite the carnage, his pulse was steady, his breath measured. The blade in his grasp still flickered with abyssal fire, its energy thrumming like a heartbeat a part of him now, inseparable from the monster he had become.Lucifer’s parting words lingered in his mind, venomous and insidious.You’re still mine.The echo of that declaration gnawed at his resolve, twisting like a dagger lodged deep in his chest. He wanted to believe it was a lie, a desperate ploy from the Prince of Lies to break his spirit. But doubt crept in, whispering questions he wasn't ready to face.What if he's right?A shift in the air jolted Alex from his rev
Bargain Infernal Episode 75: Dance of Shadows
The air was heavy with the smell of burning stone and the metallic tang of blood, but Alex Mercer hardly noticed it. His breaths came in ragged gasps, his chest heaving with exertion as abyssal fire flickered along the edge of his blade. The ruins around him groaned under the weight of lingering destruction jagged remnants of skyscrapers leaned perilously, casting twisted shadows across the crimson-streaked ground.Lucifer’s parting words echoed in Alex’s mind, a taunting reminder that no matter how hard he fought, some bonds were forged in fire and sealed with blood.You’re still mine.Alex spat onto the cracked pavement, defiance simmering just beneath his wearied resolve. The Prince of Lies always knew how to dig deep, sowing seeds of doubt where strength had once bloomed.But Alex had survived too much to falter now.A sudden shift in the air snapped him out of his thoughts. The oppressive weight of demonic energy crept closer, slithering through the ruins like an unseen serpent.
Bargain Infernal Episode 76: Whispers of Betrayal
The air was tense with silence as Alex stood in the burnt battlefield. Shadows moved around him, restless spirits answering his agitation. Blood-stained human and demon painted the cracked earth on which he stepped, weaving an almost macabre tapestry of chaos and carnage. In the burnt ruin, though, a kind of strange stillness settled, a stillness promising a storm.Celeste hung back just behind Alex, her pale skin shining out in the dim red light of an ominous sky. Her eyes, ancient with centuries yet as mysterious as a cloud, seemed to flicker with something dangerously close to affection or was it manipulation? Alex wasn't certain anymore. She had become both his greatest temptation and his most trusted ally in this twisted war.“They’re regrouping,” Celeste said softly, her voice as smooth and dangerous as silk slipping over a blade. “We don’t have much time.”Alex wiped the ichor from his blade, the dark flames wreathing it dissipating into the ether. “Let them come,” he growled,
Bargain Infernal Episode 77: Demon Lord
The air in the shattered city shimmered with malevolent heat as Alex Mercer's heavy boots crunched over scorched concrete. Flames licked the broken remains of skyscrapers, their twisted metal spines clawing toward a sky blackened with ash. Shadows danced around him alive, serpentine, whispering ancient promises of damnation. The battle was far from over.Behind him, Lilith moved with predatory grace, her silver hair glinting in the fiery haze. Her crimson eyes flicked warily between the swirling shadows and the distant rumble of approaching doom. The tension between them crackled like a live wire an unspoken connection forged in blood, betrayal, and something dangerously close to desire.“They’re regrouping,” Lilith murmured, her voice husky yet sharp as a blade. “You’ve stirred the nest, Mercer.”Alex gripped his hell-forged blade tightly, the edge still slick with demonic ichor. "Let them come." His voice was cold, without the man he used to be.Lilith arched a brow, amusement flick
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Episode 224: One Final Strike
The world fractured.At the moment the boy lunged towards him, his sword clashing against the Hunter’s blade of shadow-steel, reality shattered like glass.His feet were no longer standing on solid ground.The battlefield the stars, the ruined earth pulsed, tremblied, shifting like an unënded painting.For one terrifying second He felt himself being torn in two.Not by a blade.Not by the Abyss.By time itself.He staggered back, gasping, his vision going double, reality fracturing into two separate lines of incident at once.One he stood here, fighting, existing.In the other he had never been born.Never consumed mermaid flesh.Never imagined, never suffered, never fought.Just gone."This is the correction."The Hunter’s voice remained steady, uemotional."Your existence is an error."Kaiza bared his teeth, pushing forward, screwing his sword back alight."You talk too much."And then he attacked again.The Impossible DuelThis time he moved faster.He could still taste the Abyss
Episode 223: The Last Throne
It was no longer their place of battle.The sunless sky was now a filthy mirror of a world that had perished before history.”Under Ethan and Asha’s feet, the ground shook, not with ruination but with something trying to rewrite existence itself.And the whole thing revolves aroundThe light wasn’t from this world, and now it burned behind their eyes, finally exposed by the broken perishable mask.They weren’t human.They weren’t divine.They’d been something before all of those things.And the closer they got, just their walking warped the air next to them.“You have walked too far, Hollow King.”“You’ve shattered too many chains.“And now you will see what should have been forgotten.”Ethan’s hands made fists.Asha inhaled slowly and deeply.They had no time to think.Because the First King moved.And the final battle began.Before Ethan even had the time to react, he found the First King in front of him.Their move defied space itself—not teleportation, not speed, but the here and
Episode 222: The Ones Who Devour
The sky was breaking.Helena became the epicenter of the battle that should have never been.The Firstborn were no more, their sacred monarchy rent asunder, their celestial kingdom fallen to ruin.But the universe had no love for vacant thrones.And now.It had been supplanted by something else.Reality tore, the sky splitting open like a wound that wouldn’t heal.Out from the void, they came.Not Hollowed.Not firstborn.Something else.Older than war itself, something.They did not have names.They did not have faces.They were churning, writhing aspects of the consummate void, their nacreous flesh contorting into a thousand forms at once—humanoid, monstrous, holy, forgotten.And when they spoke.It wasn’t with voices.It was with thoughts that did not belong to Helena, curling into her thoughts, unwinding her like leaves of an old book."You do not belong here."Helena’s entire body tensed.The Hollow King did not move.The Old One merely watched.Silver fire sizzled along the edge
Episode 221: The Thing That Should Not Wake
The Silence Before the EndThe battlefield was quiet.Too quiet.Helena found herself in the ruins of a war that had rewritten history. The Firstborn's God-King was vanished, their form crushed into void, their heavenly horde blown away like dust.The Hollowed had won.And yet.The heir was wrong.Heavy. Tainted.Like something was waiting.“Yup,” Cain gasped, running a bloody hand through his hair, his silver eyes showing some signs of uneasiness. “Please tell me it’s not just me that feels this.”Helena gripped her throbbing fingers, the black-fire dagger still buzzing in her hand. "You’re not."The Hollow King hadn’t budged.They froze there, their shape like a void, their head cocked slightly, listening.Helena stepped forward slowly, the ground crackling beneath her boots. The Firstborn were disappearing, their godly light blinking out like red stars in the firmament.They had lost.So why did it seem like something worse had just begun?Then.The world shifted.The Veil Splits O
Episode 220: The Forsaken vs. the Divine
Helena did not kneel.Not to kings.Not to gods.Not to the Firstborn, who had cut history to shape and made it fit.She had stood against death.She had stood against fate.And she would stand now.Even as the God-King of the Firstborn loomed before her, his celestial fire coiling in the air like an executioner’s blade.As the burden of their command bore down upon reality itself, compelling everything to bend.Helena stood tall.Her dagger blazed with black flames, oscillating between the Hollow King’s strength and something more ancient.Something that was hers and hers alone.The battlefield was silent.Even the Hollow hesitated.Because no one had ever disobeyed the Firstborn’s command and survived.Until now.The God-King’s expression did not change.They took a slow step forward, their silver eyes calm and infinite, burning with cold.“Then I will break you.”The world shattered.A void pulled inward, the air itself ripping apart as the God-King began his assault, faster than l
Episode 219: The Forsaken Queen
Helena felt everything.The Hollow King thrummed through her as she surged forward, a scintillation of wicked pleasure that burnt in her blood like a fire that would never run soft. Not only did it fill her, it transformed her.No longer was she Helena, the fighter who had resisted destiny.She was something more.Something that never was meant to exist.And as she stood at the very center of the battlefield, surrounded as she was by another ruin crumbling around her, one of a war older than time itself, she understood.The Firstborn knew it, too.They had expected a rebel.They had expected resistance.But they hadn’t expected this.They had not believed she would survive the Hollow King’s might.And they did not expect her to turn it against them.”His silver eyes, previously flooded with naught but icy apathy, now sparkled with another emotion.Fear.And Helena?Helena smiled.Then she attacked.Her movements were like a storm, her new blade slashing through the Firstborn’s ranks.
Episode 218: The Moment When the World Picked a Side
The battlefield froze.Helena’s voice still rang in the ruins, suspended in the air like a blade poised to fall."I will fight for the truth."And just like that.She had chosen a side.The Hollow King turned its void-like eyes to her, unreadable.Cain gaped, his breath ragged, his silver eyes bouncing between disbelief and something else. Something closer to fear.The Firstborn did not speak.They didn’t scream in rage or throw accusations of betrayal.Instead.They smiled.And Helena learned something a little too late.She had walked into a war older than she could understand.And each side had been waiting for her to make a choice.Now.There was no turning back.The Gods Strike FirstThe Firstborn moved first.Helena didn’t have time to react before the sky itself lit on fire.The clouds parted, hurling javelins of heavenly fire onto the battlefield. The Hollowed howled, their flesh caught alight, their bodies liquidizing beneath the assault.The pallor of the air cracked apart b
Episode 217: The Gods Must Bleed
A Sky That ShattersThe heavens collapsed.The sky literally ripped apart, opening like a wound in reality itself, and Helena hardly had time to scream. The battlefield below was engulfed in golden fire and infinite darkness, as though the universe itself was tearing in two.The Firstborn were the falling stars, their weapons blazing with heavenly fire, their silver eyes lit with righteous fury. The Hollowed howled back, their broken voices rising like a war hymn, thair void-forged blades craving vengeance.This wasn’t a battle.This was annihilation.Helena moved.She ducked, avoiding a sweep of a Firstborn warrior that cut through the air where her head had only seconds before been. The heat of their blade seared against her skin, too near, too quick.But she was faster.She spun, her dagger slicing through their divine armor, and, for the first time, she heard the sound she never thought she’d hear.A firstborn screamed.Helena’s breath hitched.She could kill them.And if she coul
Episode 216: The Ah Which Ends Worlds
A Throne of Lies, A War of TruthHelena’s breath was quick and brittle, her heart pounding against her rib cage.The Hollow King knelt before her.Not as an enemy.Not as a monster.But as a warrior awaiting a response.The gods had walked the earth before her, and the earth had been their altar. They stood behind their King, all soulless eyes on her, waiting for her to make a choice.And in the distance.Something else was coming.Something worse.Cain moaned next her, spitting blood from his mouth. “Well,” he muttered, “this complicated fast.”Helena barely heard him.Because she wasn’t looking at Cain.The throne of the Hollowed, upthrust from the ruins, split reality like a jagged wound.It was waiting for her.And deep inside, she knew.If she did that, if she chose the Hollowed, there could be no undoing it.She would not only be battling the Firstborn.She would be waging war on the very gods themselves.And it was a war no one had ever won.The Hollow King’s voice was gentle,
