Lith Continent, Hell / Demon world *** The absence of moon and stars uncompleted the night sky, not even the mighty clouds danced beyond this theatric space and a thick swarm of smoke conquered what seemed supposedly beautiful. Dreygo Mondus lay on top of a large, high rock overseeing a sea of fire. He missed the feeling of hope and happiness as he glanced at the cloudy and sunshiny day when he was alive. Dreygo had lived in this wretched place for centuries. Not actually living, but never-ending dying. He smirked at the thought. His hands behind his skull and his legs stretched outwardly while ignoring the stench of slaughtered demons scattered around him had made him stare blankly at a seemingly empty sky filled with suffering and depression. No stars. Only ocher-colored, bloody cloud of smoke. He forgot what was like to sunbathe and feel a slight scorch of sunburns as he swam in the lake pool for hours when he was on Earth. This was the only memory he had about the sun, about
Lith Continent, Demon World / Hell *** The words uttered by the Angel muffled Dreygo's hearing. It replayed a few times before his comprehension. It was never before heard of for Centuries serving the Hell God, and an Angel, their known enemy, offered salvation to a Demon. "Speak your name, Angel!" Dreygo demanded. "I am Viriel, an angel of the 3rd rank. Do not fear what is to come. It is your destiny, Dreygo!" Angel knew his name. Even when Demon prays, he will be heard in Heaven. "Ascension? That's impossible, Angel!" Dreygo his voice was loud and still skeptical. "It is impossible for Demons to ascend on their own. But Angels do and can ascend another Demon." Viriel said. "That is breaking the law of your Heavenly Supreme." Dreygo snapped. "Heavenly Supreme doesn't know. I act on my own volition." "What if you will get caught? What will happen to you?" Viriel sighed, "The Heavenly law says any violation of the 5th degree will have no other forms of Judgement and will be di
Marina, Middle Eastern Continent, Earth *** Marina, an immense place of sterile land, almost close to a desert but the temperature was cool enough when the stars were visible in the night sky. Distant mountains became silhouette giants as the blackest sky mantles this whole barren land. Bats and crows hovered over the skies and their shrieks and wing flaps were the only distinct sound, contributed by a strong blow of gale. This serene scenery was now disturbed as a large humming sound grew stronger and stronger every second as the bed of barren soil vibrates. Suddenly, a large crack appeared out of nowhere like a small fault line. As a portion of the ground opened, a burst of bright light appeared in the center. The rumbling grew stronger and a silhouette of a man crawled out from that crack. The man crawled far enough that he could lay his seemingly exhausted body against the cushion, the soil provided. The crack closed and all that disturbing sound disappeared along with its ligh
Delicious aroma invaded the nostrils of Dreygo as the Bartender served a plate of medium-rare beef loin. The Bartender was different than before. He had no signs of derision on his face, and even served his two new customers with utmost professionalism. The environment changed from hostility to pleasantness. Dreygo recognized the sudden change but his bodily desires right now weighed heavier than the questions lined up in his mind. Without any word, Dreygo attended to his rumbling stomach and eat the beef loin using his bare hands, and drank another bottle of beer. After a few burps, Dreygo regained his strength, his mentality now a little bit more sane than before. Viriel was having a glass of water and enjoying it also without saying a word, clearly waiting for Dreygo to break the ice. Dreygo burped loudly, catching everyone's attention. It was his last bite. But the people surrounding them did not seem to care, for reasons that remained unanswered for Dreygo. Finally, he was full
(Derunia City, Strata) Derunia, one of the small cities of Strata, was harmoniously situated in between a bluish indigo sea and an emerald green Mountain steep of Brighver. The Range Rover hummed silently as its revolution spiked running on a straight path along the freeway that connected the neighboring provinces before this City. Dreygo did not sleep for the long duration of the drive while enjoying the passing scenery of the Earth provides. Bright sky and the sun's rays kissed the horizon that connected the clouds and the sea. The water glittered as it danced below the sunshine. The vastness of the fields beyond the freeway gives Dreygo a sense of peace which he did not dare to understand why. He just succumbed to the feeling of tranquility and the calmness of trees as they swayed gracefully against the cool weather breeze. Viriel did not spend more time talking because he knew that Dreygo enjoyed the silence while relishing the beauty the Earth delivered. It was centuries that
(Hall of Manuheim, Heavenly world) Shimmering Gold, white marble, and white-colored concrete constructed the Angel Halls of Manuheim, The capital country of Heavenly World. Its four chandeliers of gigantic ball-like diamonds hung majestically along the vast grand hall and were emphasized as they suspended along with large cylindrical columns perfectly lined up towards the Supreme throne. These chandeliers, glittered when they swayed very delicately as the breeze touched their elegance and precarious design. The grand designs of each tileset constructed the wide flooring of the grand hall, with a Red velvet carpet with abstract Aztec designs on its pleats. The enormous concrete hall sat on a steep rocky hill that made the structure's beauty emanate more in this holy place, emphasizing this side of the Heavenly kingdom. Bed of flowers strewn across the wide cobblestone pathways from the hall's entrance to downhill towards the white simple structures, almost of uniform design. Large o
Derunia, Earth The night was still young but Dreygo felt weary and exhausted. Maybe it was his humanity, that told his body to rest and to eat. He was not accustomed to on-time meals when he was in hell which made his mortal body difficult in adjusting. Given with the circumstances, it still felt like heaven as he was not hearing any more Demon howls, Hell monsters' growls, and the eternal deafening sound of fire flares consuming timber, eating everything in its path. Now, all silence, like music to Dreygo's ears. All he heard were car horns and dog barks but such noise did not surmount in hell. The Hell noise made him loathe to sleep, even close his eyes. If he does, never-ending nightmares will flood his dreams. He was used to it or rather immune. Dreygo was a bit annoyed, his peaceful sleep was disturbed by the irritating knock on the door. But when he saw Elaine Marks, it was almost a feeling that he was gifted from the Heavens. A beautiful face such as hers. She was like a fal
Medeyin Airlines, Kanlun Mountains, Zierra Continent Two thousand passengers shooked as the Medeyin Airlines withstand the turbulence as it sliced through thick stratus clouds when it flew above the rocky and steep mountains of Kanlun. The sun rays gleamed through the circular glass windows lined equally at the passenger's side of the plane. Its elegance and size made innate assurance with the passengers that never had in history that this type of plane crashed, most especially from one of the largest reputable airlines, Medeyin. In business class, about ten passengers were comfortably lying and sitting on flexible reclining cushion seats, it could be declined or inclined, or upright. This portion of the airline, nearest to the pilot's cabin had more privacy than the economic seats at the mid-to-back portion of the plane. Each passenger had more legroom and more features they could choose from depending on their liking. They could watch movies with small LED screens attached to the
It was the rain that woke Dreygo up. The gentle drops of the rain like small drums on his small hut roof had struck him with nostalgia. His head rang hard as if he had been asleep for years. His knees teetered as he tried to stand from the bed and found himself leaning against the wooden wall. His energy was drained maybe from the long slumber, he thought. He tried to think of something, but he knew that the world he was in was not a memory, nor the past, it was a new world. The feeling of nostalgia had suddenly visited him, escorted with pain, and depression. The reason was vague for the emotion he had experienced. He feared ever digging further into the root of what rumbled inside his stomach, deep in his thoughts something had lingered. He knew only sadness was waiting for him if he ever fathomed the reason. He took gentle strides outside the bedroom, his sole felt cold against the wooden floor. The woodwork was great, greater than he could ever build. The shack was small, and the
“Elaine, start the incantations!” Viriel suggested. “We will triangulate him.” Elaine opened the book of Forbidden Spells. “Dreygo ready your weapon.” “Wait! You said, there is a sacrifice, what is it?” “Do not to worry, Dreygo. Just do your thing. Keep Kragus weak and I will do the rest. Viriel, hold him again with your vines. He had no powers at the moment but we have very little window of opportunity here.” Viriel summoned again the vines, now they were deadly as ever as Anacondas in the deep rivers of Amathon. The pointy sharp tips of the vines like-blades, weaved through Kragus's body. Kragus incinerated them eventually, but it gave a heavy toll on God as his knees trembled right after. “You can all stop what you are doing, and I will reward the three of you. Kings and Queen of realms. You will have power and riches you can never imagine.” Kragus tempted, his words bubbled with blood. “Stop with your lies, Kragus. You are going to die now.” Dreygo said as he stabbed his swor
The Portal Keepers were giants riding with horses twice as large as cattle. They did not speak; their presence spoke for themselves. Their empty rustic helms held no face, only a long mantle of torn cloth that covered their bodies. Skeleton arms were mounted with rustic armor and gauntlets that held their weapons. Kragus was even silenced as their horses set foot on the ground. They stopped neighing and the horses stared at Kragus with a deadly intent and one portal keeper glanced at Dreygo. The harbinger was stunned by their presence as if one move would kill him instantly. He could not read their intentions, their plans, or how they fight, they just stood there as if they were greater than the God in front of them. The Hag finally drowned in her own blood and dropped dead to the ground. Elaine released a heavy sigh after their skirmish of black magic. She won, defeated a Century-old witch but it gave out a large toll on her. Weakly she stood against Viriel but happiness was plastere
“Now, Dreygo. This will be my last offer. Are you going to join me or join your comrades who had died in battle?” Kragus asked. He recovered and a mantle of aura could be sensed from afar. The Seer was beside him, delivering the Ferrum Minus back to God’s hand. “Welcome back, Lord Kragus.” The Seer whispered. “The clock is ticking, Dreygo. What are you going to do? I do not have time to wait all day. There is so much to do.” “Just kill me now, Kragus. I do not want to join with the likes of you. A scum to the realms! You made me what I am today, and you have shared your power. This does not give you the right that you can bend my principles. Kill me, if you don’t, I will kill you.” Dreygo answered. “So, you are determined to keep your decision on taking a God like me, even if it's impossible. Dreygo, I like your persistence. You have come this far and become the most powerful being in Hell, second to me. It is sure that I admired you, even from the start. You are my creation and my
As the Nocturnals and Kragus’ fight pressed on without any form of stoppage, the ground shook hard, an earthquake, so strong and abrupt. It was not because of their fight but something more dubious happening underneath them. The ground cracked and depressed as if they were pulled down to a hollow space underground. Dreygo ran himself to safety to where the cracks stopped. The birds flew everywhere as if the whole mountain was shaken. The fight between the Hell god and the Nocturnals had stopped momentarily. Something burst out from beneath the center of the crater and suddenly, vines sprouted. They grew so fast as if their growth were accelerated a billion times more than normal. The vines became larger as they emerged and crawled towards the air vertically. They intertwined so grotesquely but beautifully; one could not understand the combination of the natural design with less feeble-minded beings lesser than the gods. As it grew almost a kilometer high, the branches sprouted outwar
“I know you’re out there, Dreygo!” Kragus called out. His voice was fierce but calm, but somewhat tired like a man drank too much but could still hold his composure. The Hell God sauntered closer towards where Dreygo was hidden, his sword dragged against the ash ground. Dreygo went out from the shadow of the boulder and made himself visible to his enemy. His beast transformation was still intact, it was a good thing he thought. Now, the only question that flooded his thoughts, can he defeat the weakened Hell God? or was it another Hell God’s misdirection. He had to secure victory for this fight and should give his all, no second chances, otherwise it would mean the end of the three realms. “Well done, Kragus. You have proven yourself the most powerful of all three realms. Then, what’s next? Sit yourself on the throne and turn the realms like hell?” Dreygo responded. “We will cross the bridge when we get there, Dreygo. The offer still stands. Stand by me and you will become a God. I
It was too late. The Kraken was only a diversion and Arkeus had fixated his attention on killing it. Even Dreygo and Sarakiel had bought the same distraction. It gave ample time for Kragus to rally strength to conjure his ultimate weapon. His Solar Flare and Hell Freeze combined. Flame as bright and hot as the sun and frozen wind gust freezing everything it touches, both phenomena in one plane on opposite sides and Kragus was at the center. It created a dome around the two Gods, it was faint at first, but it became more visible as time passed.A dome made of flame and cold chilling air combined, it seemed that Kragus’ ultimate power was a God killer, Dreygo thought. The look on Arkeus’ face was stunned and surprised. Dreygo and Sarakiel was outside of the dome, but they could see passed through it. Dreygo could not explain but the dome was horrific to look at. Never in all his waking life had seen such powers of opposite character were merging into one. Even science could not fathom a
The Templar’s Hall cracked open as two Gods clashed each other with their unfathomable might. Kragus summoned a flame that engulfed his arms and Arkeus with his wind and lighting on both palms and with tremendous speed and energy, everything was devastated as both clashed together.And as the dust settled, the two gods were both gone, only the rays of the sky light shone through the devastated ceiling. Sarakiel had difficulty in standing up as his skin was burnt. But he was healing. Dreygo followed as he jumped through the ceiling and landed on the garden outside the hall. He found them just over the outskirts of the city boundaries as the clash continued, just at the foot of the mountain Stoic.He could feel the small quakes of the ground trembled below his feet. Lightning came and a gush of a deadly wind all in one place where the fight transpired. Flames and Ice also towered as assumed Kragus with his attacks. Dreygo ran towards to where the fight took place. It would take him ten
Just right before Dreygo had to jump for an attack, Kragus faced him and said, “Remember, Dreygo. Remember, who you serve and remember the stakes for killing me. I know you have prepared on the knowledge of conjuring the Forbidden spell.” The Hell God smiled. It gave Dreygo a jolt of memory of the powers the coursed through his veins were just borrowed from the Hell God.Sarakiel sauntered to the dead angel bodies and took one sword lying on the ground. Without hesitation Sarakiel moved almost unnoticed by Dreygo as the former grasped the sword. Sarakiel poured everything on his sword attacks, even shouting at every strike. Dreygo could feel the heavy reverberations of steel hitting against steel in an incredible showcase of skill. It was intense and fast. But Kragus just defended them all with his sword, wide and light, almost effortless and without even delivering a single counter attack himself. As if Kragus was just observing or relaxing as their skirmish lengthened. It was seemin