While Arran was fighting the revived horror, the others had already gathered some distance away from him, observing the battle taking place. Among them, Joyner had an arm around Alec’s neck while his other hung limply by his side, blood dripping from the cuff of his sleeve.Joyner’s face was pale as Alec supported him in joining the others. Seeing him like this, the others were concerned and Pamela asked, “How are you doing? Is the wound alright?”“It’s fine,” Joyner replied.“I’ve already applied a coagulant to stop the bleeding so I’ll be fine.”“I don’t know man, are you sure? It looks infected to me,” Sable said referring to the black lines that were snaking up Joyner’s arms and to the rest of the body.”Joyner reassured, “Don’t worry about it. It's to be expected from a dirty creature but I’ve got it under control.”Joyner was not merely performing lip service and trying to reassure everybody. While the ambush has been unexpected making it so that he could evade the attack by bec
[Shattered Meteor] was a dimensional refracting technique. A technique that could distort time and space allowing for instantaneous execution of moves in a single moment. It was how Arran could perform multiple slashes in a single second.With this technique, there was no upper limit to the number of moves one could execute, allowing for two, three, ten, sixteen moves, and upwards. Thus when combined with [Dark Curtain] and [Sever], a truly bloody scene would unfold.The body of the horror after being hit with [Shattered Meteor] was torn to shreds and with [Sever] taking effect, not a single piece of flesh remained intact on the horror.But Arran didn’t stop there, he went on to perform another round of attacks using [Shattered Meteor]. His goal was to reduce even those broken pieces of the horror into even smaller pieces to prevent the horror’s healing factor from coming into play. Even if just to slow it down, as long as Arran could land enough hits, he would be able to use the card
But while the Wellingtons were effective in dealing with the flesh wall, they couldn’t take care of all of it because it was really too long. The flesh wall was already as huge as several districts in a large metropolitan city like New York making it too large for any one of them to handle alone.If not that the flesh wall was very weak and vulnerable to their attacks much unlike the nigh-invulnerable horror, it would’ve been a much greater threat to the Aeth than the horror was. So although the Wellington trio managed to deal with a large portion of the flesh wall, a greater portion of it managed to slip through the other side to rush toward the horror.But before it could get to the horror, the flesh wall was blocked by Sable who stayed close to Arran’s battle zone to gate-keep the area.Seeing the flesh wall — at this point it was less like a wall and more like a mound — after seeing the flesh mound rushing toward him, Sable stood steadfast and blocked their path. In front of him,
While everybody fought their own battles, Arran focused on dealing with the decadent horror sparing only a bit of his senses to observe their progress. When he saw that everybody had things under control and wouldn’t allow the mound of flesh-skin to approach the horror any time soon, Arran renewed his efforts to finish off the decadent horror now that it was weak.[Shattered Meteor: Eightfold Slash!]Once again, Arran executed another eightfold slash of Shattered Meteor on the decadent horror slicing its countless body parts into even more tiny fragments.Not a single part of the horror remained intact after the full onslaught of Arran’s attacks. But it has taken many attacks using Shattered Meteor to achieve the current effect which has taken some time. It would have taken less time if Arran could execute more slashes using Shattered Meteor but the current limit of the number of slashes Arran could perform was eightfold.Still, with the help of [Sever], arran saved a lot of time. Sti
As the light appeared on the battlefield, it left just as suddenly and quickly leaving only a few stunned Aeth watching everything in awe. Finally, they recovered their senses and everybody immediately looked at the center where the light had originated from. There, they witnessed the figure of Arran looking ever-dashing and handsome.After taking some time to take in Arran’s handsome visage, the others quickly shifted their gaze somewhere else. This was where the shredded pieces of the horror’s body had been previously. And indeed, there it was in the same position as if it had never moved at all.But something was different about the horror that everybody was now seeing. It appeared… lifeless.That was it, the body of the horror appeared deprived of all signs of life and vitality — looking like a piece of statue — like it had been dead for a very one time.This was the best way to describe the horror. Currently, it was left with only its head and a part of its torso. One of its arms
“Is it over?”After the shock died down, the others came to their senses and finally, went over to Arran’s side asking if the battle was finally over. But just as Arran was about to answer, his eyes widened in disbelief as alarm bells started blaring inside his head once again.“No it’s not… watch out!”Arran only had enough time to call out in haste before turning around with his scythe swinging, aiming in one direction. But it was already too late.Just as Arran called out and took action, a blur of motion zipped past his eyes shooting toward the corpse of the decadent horror, reaching it instantly.The others were also alarmed as they noticed too late that something had moved past them without their notice. If not for Arran’s warning, they might not have even noticed it until it was too late.Fortunately, they weren’t the targets if not no one knew what would happened if they had been ambushed.The others felt bad, but none felt as bad as Arran did currently.Damn it!“What the hel
“Big brother, I have something to tell you.”“Hmmm! What is it, Veil?” Arran quickly responded mentally.“About that bad guy, I felt something off when it hit him with my ability,” Veil said.She continued, “That bad guy, I don’t think it had a soul.”As soon as Arran heard Veil’s words, he was immediately shocked.No soul… impossible!No living being in this world could exist without a soul. It was an ironclad rule of life. Even the undead possessed souls, being pure creatures made out of souls that have crossed the threshold of life and been baptized by death. So how could a living creature not have a soul?“Veil, what are you talking about? How could that creature not have a soul? Did you sense it wrong?”“No, I can’t be wrong,” Veil refuted.“I’m sure I sensed currently. But instead of saying it doesn’t have a soul, I think it’s more accurate to say that its soul isn’t complete.”“What does that mean?” Arran asked growing even more confused.Veil explained, “A major part of that c
Arran finally figured out the key to winning this battle with this discovery. It was straightforward, since the horror was basically an unkillable Lich, instead of insisting on killing it, they should just focus on sealing it away so it wouldn’t cause any trouble again.There, problem solved…In hindsight, the solution seemed so simple that it was funny why none of the Aeth had thought about it. They’d all been so focused on killing the horror that they hadn’t considered other options to handle the situation causing them to effectively fall into a rut. Yet things were only simple in retrospect but the actual situation was far from that.Nobody could blame the seven young Aeth to only consider killing their enemy instead of looking for other options. After all, in their view, their enemy while being troublesome was just that — troublesome — and although it was also powerful, it wasn’t overwhelmingly.Each of them was able to go blow for blow against the decadent horror with its main an
Hello everyone, it's your favorite author here. So this is where this book will be ending for now. The story is not over for Arran and his companions. There are many more adventures to share with everybody. But I decided to end this book here because I felt that it had reached a mature point and it was time to evolve the story to something more. From the sequel book onwards, it will no longer just be a story about a boy searching for answers alone but Arran will be accompanied by other main characters from my other stories. So for those who haven't read any of my other stories, you should really give it a try. Though those stories aren’t complete yet and they haven’t gone as far as this one yet, I’ll be using this chance to complete those stories so everything can progress together. Thanks for sticking with me till the end and see you on the flip side. Until next time. Kuraii, out. 😁
The battle which would later come to be known as the Apocalyptic Battle For Earth’s Survival ended in a dour note. This battle lasted for 4 hours and many lives were lost. Of these lives that went missing in the chaos of the battle, two were especially noteworthy for their relentless efforts to resist the vile invaders that threatened the planet Earth.They went by the names Arran Galen Von Stratenoff Nero and Faith (Poltergeist) Ohimai both of whom were presumed missing but still alive. Nobody knew where they went or what corner of the universe they currently found themselves. But wherever this was, they were both surely missed and everybody prayed for their safety and eventual return. … The Etherium… inside the royal council hall. A meeting of the highest importance was currently being held. In this meeting, every council member was present. Along with them, there were seven extra seats which were located at the highest point in the entire hall. Seated upon these esteemed chairs w
Arran was sucked away into the void fissure which closed immediately after, but not before Poltergeist had managed to latch onto his thigh for whatever reason. Seeing Poltergeist clinging onto him, Arran was confused before suddenly developing the urge to retort vehemently. But he wouldn’t have that time for things were just starting to go very wrong. The space within the void fissure was just that… a literal void where nothing existed but the vast expanse of space. But the stability of this void was seriously compromised allowing for multiple fractures in space and time to open up in the surrounding void. Due to the force of the vacuum that pulled arran and Poltergeist into the void fissure, the two of them were barreling through this space uncontrollably without the ability to stabilize themselves. Arran was too weak at the moment after having all his strength drained from him while releasing the Earth’s World Will. As for Poltergeist, she was also weakened. This was because she
The awakening of the world's will of earth was not something Arran had ever expected much less that its awakening would have to do with him. It was then that Arran realized the cause of everything. In Arran’s hand, Soran lay there quietly, no longer trembling as before as if it had gone to slumber. But when Arran thought of how everything that just happened was all because of it, Arran was shocked beyond belief. Arran thought that he already understood what Soran was capable of yet only now did he know that he was yet to scratch the surface of all of Soran’s capabilities. Soran’s ability, Triumph, granted Arran the means to win. Before Arran thought it only made it so that he could meet his enemies power blow for blow regardless of the difference in the realm. But what if there was a situation where Arran was up against an opponent whose gap in the realm was impossible to cross logically? For instance, how would Soran ensure Arran’s victory if he was up against a god as a mere mort
Soran left Arran’s hand, trembling powerfully in the air and creating a buzz of vibrations that spread into the surroundings. Arran was shocked by this not expecting it at all. Just as Arran was about to reach out to Soran to grab him, he suddenly paused as a feeling overcame him. Something was calling out to arran. Even more surprised, Arran looked around swiftly but he couldn’t find anybody around him. Then he thought of something and turned back to look at Soran who continued to tremble in the air. Indeed, just as Arran thought, as he focused on Soran, that call rose in his heart once again. It was as if something was reaching out to him through Soran from a mysterious place. Arran didn’t know who this person was but he knew what they wanted… to be freed. Arran didn’t give it much thought at all — there wasn’t anything to think about. The situation right was already dire. In releasing this person, what was the worst that could happen? Inwardly, Arran tried speaking to the ent
With the eyes of the old face half open, everything took a drastic turn for the worse for Arran and his group. Everybody else had lost consciousness except for arran who retained only a bit of consciousness in this situation… and one other person. With the opening of the old man’s eyes, the defense line was broken not only on Arran’s front but also on that of the Earth. The barrier of distorted space-time surrounding Earth after its barrier shattered was also broken through. Apart from Eris and Charmy, it was this barrier that prevented the blood sea from approaching Earth. But now that it was broken nothing was stopping it anymore. The polluted blood sea was free to advance on Earth. But the Aeth and the others could also now approach the planet. Having lost consciousness, all of them were free falling into the earth at this moment. They were unable to control their descent and were hurtling toward Earth at an incredible speed. At this height, falling with such a speed was enou
Kasack vanished from the battlefield, scooped away into the safety of the dark star planet causing Arran to miss his chance at finally ending this threat once and for all. Arran was frustrated not knowing when he might ever have another chance like this again. But he didn’t wallow in his frustration for long. In no time arran calmed down and analyzed the situation. While it was a pity that he couldn’t kill Kasack, arran realized the urgency of the situation. Whatever Kasack did before his disappearance, it was bad… very bad. Looking at the visage on the surface of the dark star planet, Arran’s mind was met with a deluge of corrupting thoughts that tried to erode his mind. Even his resistance granted by his reality gate against mental pollution was not able to stop this corruption forcing arran to turn away from the planet. Yet even then, a chilling and slimy feeling lingered in Arran’s mind as his consciousness was continually under attack. Only with the combination of the World E
In his madness, Kasack did something drastic. He completely unleashed the power of the old one sealed within the dark star planet. Lying within the core of the dark star planet was the old ones' power. This power was meant to be given to his chosen champion as a means to fight the Aeth civilization. It was the strongest legacy left behind by the old one which could not be inherited directly. This power was only meant to be used at the critical time of the conflict with the Aeth civilization. It was Kasack’s greatest trump card one that he was reluctant to ever use. Yet at this moment, In the face of death, Kasack unleashed this power knowing full well the repercussions of his action. Moan! Following Kasack’s mad ravings, a loud wailing moan echoed throughout the surroundings sounding like an old machine shutting down or large gears slowly going still. In the chaos of the battlefield, this sound was so conspicuous that it forced everyone to notice it. Gradually, the fighting stopp
Kasack was sent flying after being hit by Arran. His chest was sunken and bloodied from the barrage of staff thrusts delivered to him and a mouth full of blood burst from Kasack’s mouth. Kasack was severely damaged, his injuries extremely grevious. But the most severe blow done to Kasack was the blow to his mind and ego. Despite everything, despite all the preparations and plans he had made, Kasack still hadn’t succeeded in killing Arran, yet it was he who was left battered and on the brink of death once again. This thought, Kasack could not bear it. His previous shame which he had hidden beneath a well of anger and rage resurfaced once more, bursting onto the surface like an erupting volcano. Aaaahhhhhh! Kasack didn’t know who was screaming so desperately. In his daze, he heard a voice filled with fury and indignation. His mind was foggy from the impact of Arran’s blows and the bruise on his pride and ego. When the fog finally cleared a little, that is when Kasack realized that