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Demon Ascension The Tunnels
There was silence or utter disappointment. The Vault was empty. Empty as the space beyond the skies of Earth. Everybody could hear Dreygo cursing, his feet stomping to the ground like a young girl. He slammed his fist to the nearest concrete table and broke it in half, the stone slab stood helplessly against Dreygo’s rage. His body emanated heat and visible steam escaped his skin, especially from his shoulders. Viriel kicked an empty shelf that used to hold weapons and it flew like it was made of sticks. Elaine held her mouth like she was about to cry but she didn’t. Davyd was rather calm and took a long deep stare at the empty chasm that held the vault. “Something’s wrong,” Davyd said. “Everything’s wrong, we are too late, Davyd.” Dreygo snapped, his head bent, and was standing over the pitiful remnant of a stone table. “Yes Dreygo, we are too late. But the vault seems to be a pathway of some sort. I could not even see the end of it.” “What do you mean?” Viriel scuttled beside D
Demon Ascension Refael of the First
The Tunnels, Decadia, Heaven *** His blood boils of the humanoid demons, and the monstrosity of Hell. But this was different, facing a traitor and an angel, his blood not only boils but it burned. He felt the heat bursting through his pores, and his sweat evaporated. A being that already had everything, now turned a blind eye to sin just to save his own life. “We trained for years, Dreygo, and we seek action. This is the one I seek, not peace, but power.” Refael screamed, inviting the Demon once more. “Dreygo, we have to plan for an attack,” Viriel said. “You plan for an attack, while I attack!” Dreygo scuttled fast like time was more precious than the Centiums in Heaven. His sword was in his hand. But instead of the first rank angel, it was Heralt of the third who met him. He appeared before him, their swords crossed just for a split second. It was almost unnoticeable. Dreygo could feel the air brought by the Angel’s speed. Dreygo pulled his blade, scraping against each other.
Demon Ascension Refael of The First II
The Tunnels, Decadia, Heaven *** ‘Elaine is in trouble. I have to move.’ Dreygo urged the thought over and over again as precious time passed. Expectedly, Refael started to saunter towards Elaine. His flail hanging loosely on his side was borne with utmost danger. ‘C’mon. C’mon. C’mon.’ Dreygo forced his healing powers to accelerate. He knew he was recuperating and healing but it was not fast enough to save Elaine. He felt the movement of his broken ribs finding their proper places. The lacerations of his innards caused by the broken bones had decreased its bleeding. He felt gradually energized and slight movement was now available to him. His eyes fell again to Elaine. He might be too late. Davyd scurried to attack Refael. Their paths crossed. Davyd moved fast, his attacks were also fluid-like. Refael staggered back to the attacking Earth King. The Earth King was ferocious and strong but he took a lethal blow to his back unknowingly. It was the flail, flying on almost undetecte
Demon Ascension Refael of the First III
The Bahukatsu Clan had provided him with the proper tools of proper mind dominance over himself, especially the beast inside him. In addition, his motions were smoother, his evasion skills more sophisticated and his attacks were now combined with his innate raw power and the fluidity of ninjas. Fighting a First Rank Angel was beyond his years. They were known to be stronger than the gargantuan beasts that heaved the bowels of hell. They were known to be indestructible warriors of Heaven, second to the Heavenly Supreme. But this transformation was like an exceedance of power emanating uncontrollably from within. Control over this beast had never been possible without the Mind training by the Ninja Clan of Mount Shang. “You have one hand, Refael. Are you ready to lose another?” Dreygo teased. “I only need one to defeat all of you, Dreygo Mondus.” The Angel responded. The flail swirled again dangerously fast dancing around Refael. Dreygo had no weapon with him, only his claws and teet
Demon Ascension The Horrors of the Night
Theories remained theories if Scientists cannot provide facts that can support their claims. In Heaven, Earth's theories were explained as Heaven holds the most advanced and ever succeeding Science, Primo Scientia. But some Theories made by Heaven’s scientists remained theories due to collected uncompelling facts being insufficient for their conclusion. Unfathomable facts are needed to support their claim. Famous subjects of these Heavenly theories are - Anti-matter, Time, Soul, Love, and the Portal Keepers. -Professor Askgard – Oshengard High Academy *** ‘They have everything. I cannot grasp the reason behind these traitors. If Arkeus is such a just and merciful ruler of Heaven, how come they even had the thought of destroying such balance? Could it be that Kragus is offering much more? To become rulers? It does not make sense. If you have lived for Centuries, a soul would know better than ruling. It’s a pain. Nobody would want to betray a god just for doing public service - if r
Demon Ascension Nocturnals
The Tunnels, Manuheim/Decadia Boundaries, Heaven *** Another clearing appeared before them as tunnels met junctions. This time a pond could be seen. Fewer pylons were installed in a clearing hence light was fainter compared to the last. The stink grew and so was Dreygo’s gooseflesh. The memory of his encounter with a Nocturnal was unpleasant and he had forgotten the details of what had transpired. But he knew he won, but doubtful from his gut. Dreygo and his comrades crouched behind the nearest boulders as they exited the tunnel’s portcullis. Dreygo knew that their presence was not already a surprise, the Nocturnals can smell them, thus hiding was useless. The snarls echoed louder now, as a sad orchestra, as they ambled in. Dreygo was sure they got their attention and the best way to cross this obstacle was to face them and defeat their leader. “You stay behind the rocks. I will show myself and challenge their leader.” Dreygo said. “Dreygo, I know what they are,” Viriel said. “N
Demon Ascension The End of the Tunnel
“They are still a threat to Manuheim. Why did we not fight them?” Davyd asked as they pressed on further away from where the Nocturnals rest. “We cannot win,” Viriel responded. “Dreygo knew that also. But we have to cross them, nonetheless.” “How strong are they, Dreygo?” “Like angels. But stronger. Hate had consumed them as they lived the bowels of hell. They can’t be easily killed. I remembered our last fight with Konuk, I almost died. Our fight ended as I have scarred his face. It was a long time ago.” “How do they fight?” Davyd asked. “They use their limbs to block and attack. Our weapons cannot penetrate the skins of their limbs. They will eat you with a mouth that appears everywhere in their bodies. It could be in their feet or could be in their limbs. Once they gobbled flesh from you, they will know your every move.” “Do you believe in the higher power?” Elaine asked. “I do not know what to believe. What’s important right now is to stop Kragus from in succeeding this war.
Demon Ascension Bear Fight
“I count Five hundred demons,” Viriel said. “I can handle them,” Davyd said. “I will handle Sloth.” Said Dreygo. “We will both handle him, Dreygo. You cannot take him alone.” Viriel said. “Be advised. He’s in his true form.” Said Dreygo. “How can you handle five hundred demons with only a couple of arrows at your back?” Elaine asked, worried about Davyd’s arsenal. “I have my dagger here. I can take all of them. Don’t worry Elaine.” “Dreygo and I are going to attack in stealth. Distracting Sloth will give us the advantage in the shadows.” Davyd started to land among the heaving demon warriors. Metals clanked as they unsheathed their swords from their metallic scabbards, axes, knives, and shields. One could always be appalled by such an army; stinking skins, grotesque faces, improper and rustic armor, blunt weapons, and the disorganization of ranks. The crowd roared to engage. Davyd emptied his fifty arrows on his back for less than ten seconds and every mark was successful. He