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Demon Ascension Best Harbinger
There was utter silence. The known strongest Demon Lord, feared by many demons, had been hanging grotesquely at Regar’s sword. Regar lifted his sword at chest length and a great smile had curved his mouth, teeth gleaming. He had won. “I have defeated him! A reward is waiting for us boys!” Regar celebrated, he turned to face the crowd behind him with Dreygo still skewered by his sword as he waved it like a victory flag. “You are too easy, Regar.” Soft, difficult, and hardly spoken words loomed. Shock visited the seemingly triumphant Harbinger. Then it hit him. The fight was not done. Something was not right. Dreygo could have blocked the attack, it was only an ordinary attack that any warrior could even block or evade, easily. Regar could have thought that he moved faster but not to Dreygo. He knew that Dreygo could follow his movements. He was not fast enough to trick Dreygo into a simple attack. He finally faced the man hanging about his sword. His body was seemingly lifeless, bu
Demon Ascension Defeat No Longer
An air of fear invaded as the ghosts emerged. Their temporary rage of killing a few enemies had vanished as the ghosts scurried towards the vast demon army. Ghosts descended from large sand hills, covering fast a chasm beneath the hill’s feet. The demon army’s bellowing had dampened, cowed with the ghastly sight. The demons’ faces now turned sour, their bravery escaped their expression. The once battle cry that shook the bed of sand was suddenly in question. “The ghosts of Leechway!” One demon pointed at the far left. The army halted their approach. All of them glanced at the crawling distorted images of ghosts, appearing and reappearing as they moved. “The ghosts in protest. Maybe they are on our side!” One demon responded. “No, they seemed to be on the attack! They do not have sides.” “What are we going to do?” “Shall we fight them or run?” “Escape while we can!” “We can’t escape them. We have nowhere to run. We face them to the death!” More of them struggled in believing in
Demon Ascension Hero To Fugitive
The majestic Manuheim had always given Nethaniel a delightful burst of welcome from its constituents. Some would say he was the hero of the post-war. Everybody agreed that he was the strongest Angel warrior of the second generation, nothing could beat him in contests. Even though Nethaniel was not in a political position but the continent leaders had always respected his advice because he was known to be Arkeus’ right hand and understood the Lord’s wishes to the letter. During the post-continental wars, Nethaniel saved a lot of constituents in major cities by destroying the Demon monsters one by one that defiled the lands of Heaven world. These demons were the remnants of the wars between territorial disputes of the realms. It was a thousand years passed and now the balance of the realms was wrecked. Another war would ensue as Chaos had played its part, crumbling the fine line that held the three worlds in a delicate balance. *** He sauntered into the gardens of Angel Hall. A giga
Demon Ascension A Taste of Hell
Manuheim, Heaven *** Nidas had a surprised look on his face. Alketh had a disconsolate look upon Rthur who just had un ruefully attacked Heaven’s military. Nethaniel knew what was coming and had the intention to do a little skirmish to deliver a big knock on the Angel Hall. He knew Lord Arkeus held a scheduled meeting amongst the Continent Monarchs as the god's presence emanated profusely outside the structure. “It’s a big mistake, Earthling.” Alketh taunted. He started to saunter slowly towards Rthur but halted his steps as a dark chasm or a blackhole, as large as a soccer stadium, appeared in the white feathery skies. A cracking sound loomed, followed by appalling thunder and lightning that reached the grounds. “It’s a portal!” Nethaniel said. Every one of them had their eyes on the black hole and anticipated a Hell dweller would emerge before the skies. “It’s impossible. This is only possible if..” Alketh was interjected. “If chaos is at hand. Portals would emerge anywhere in
Demon Ascension The War Predicament
Manuheim, Heaven *** Nethaniel was escorted by Alketh to the wide grandiose halls of Angels, the two Earth Kings behind them. The wide pillars lined up to support the precarious and artistic ceiling designs that held the majestic chandeliers that were made of diamonds. Gold streaks of ornaments strewn along the walls with palisades held flags of different continents. Thick carpets with Aztec patterns never had been stained by whatever event had transpired in the halls. The Angels who had never ceased to play the soft orchestral music were absent for today. Continental monarchs, council members, and Administrators, war generals, heaved the hall’s grounds. All of them looked weary and worried. Nethaniel remembered that every time he sauntered along the center aisle to meet Lord Arkeus, all of them would greet him with smiles and admiration. But today, some of them were disdainful, scornful, and some cowed from the angel they thought he had become – a fugitive. Rumors flew into the
Demon Ascension Precipice of War
War Chambers, Manuheim, Heaven *** Nethaniel stood across Arkeus with a large oval table, ten meters in its longest diameter, in between them. The war table held the map of Heaven, a large mass of land represented the continents and the rest were bodies of water. Oshengard and Hornstrong represented the Eastern continents, Centennia and Millenia were the Western Continents, Decadia was in the south, and the largest amongst them all and found at the center of the landmass, also covering the Northern part was Manuheim. It was a 3D representation of the land that showed contours, mountain ranges, land depressions, lakes, and altitudes. The map seemed to be a satellite view of all of Heaven and in real time, the water seemed to be moving in waves. The five continents were almost of the equal land area except for Manuheim, the capital of all the continents, which was almost twice one continent. Around the table consisted the Continent Monarchs, wearing grayish-white garbs that draped up
Demon Ascension Megadishu
“Enchantium-grazed bombs! The Megadishu? We need to retrieve the bombs.” Sarakel snapped. He glanced immediately to the nearest war general and he moved out of the room without hesitation. The general already read the Angel warrior’s mind as he nodded quickly with an undisputed agreement. Murmurs had emerged from every corner of the War Chamber. “Why is that the Megadishus are not guarded heavily, Ebrahim?” Arkeus muttered with strictness. “My Lord, I have deployed enough army to protect the bombs. Their transport schedules and even the vehicle assignments are secret. I have followed protocol. I cannot understand why this happens.” Ebrahim’s voice was shaking. “I have faith with the warriors that we can retrieve the bomb at all costs.” “How come they know the transport routes? The schedules are treated confidentially?” Krasus asked. His eyes had doubts about the officials’ integrity, gazing at each of his comrades then lastly, fell to Ebrahim. “You dare question my loyalty, Krasus
Demon Ascension The Blacksmith
A day passed as Dreygo and his comrades were transported to Heaven undetected with a portal. The first angel they sought was Zudkiel as the intruders expected to grasp knowledge of the procedure of executing a forbidden spell – the only possibility to defeat a god. They wore shoals of white and grayish tunics that could blend with the Heavenly souls in Manuheim. Zudkiel stayed in one of his weapon foundries where he employed two skilled Heavenly souls in molding weapons for the Warriors. Viriel knew the place and he took Dreygo and Elaine there, together with King Davyd. They sauntered together with the crowd unnoticed as they had covered half their faces and their head bents as slicing through the Manuheim market. There were uneasiness and fear on their faces, women and children alike. Male souls did the heavy lifting as families went out from their whitewashed homesteads. It was crowded that day as souls started to prepare for the evacuations, scavenging and hoarding for a month o