ON THE SKY
Azief floats on the sky like a Devil, his Death aura swirls around him making him look like a harbinger of Death.
Red mist swirls around his hand while black mist coils around his legs; golden aura emanated from his back and rings of fire is spinning on top of his heart.
Air compresses around him and disperses and formed and disperses like a cycle of rebirth and destruction
Then the portal in the sky emits a united aura surging out as the first invasion began and Azief smiles
'A chance' he said.
'I need to test it' he said.
He needs to test how powerful he has become in these four years he is on this Earth. Whether he is the same person he is when he was stranded in that Seresian world.
Or did he improve?
Battle intent rising up inside his heart as his hand is trembling in anticipation.
Who would have thought that kid who used to be a loser now floats in the air like a God while waiting to engage with thousands of soldiers from other worlds?
