On a pitch black mountain devoid of life, filled with animal and demon-noid carcases and large husky tree viens that coiled around it. Appeared General Lee and Gregg, at the very peak.
As they stepped and hovered out of the yellow light of the portal, Gregg couldn't help but immediately notice they were surrounded by a dense milky mist.
He could barely see the black grains of sands that made the top layer of ground. ' What the fuck '
His senses felt like they were being overloaded, he could hear lighting clapping in the distance and smell a thick aroma of rotten eggs, making him dizzy.
He turned around to look at General Lee, but was stunned at the sight of him taking out a myriad of weapons from a small pouch, dumping them onto an already stacked pile.
Before Gregg could fully process the sight before him, he felt his face and body diving into the sand, followed by the coarse sensation of sand sliding down his throat.
He barely crawled out of the baby sized sand hole with his four arms ' Is this old man trying to kill me ?' he quickly twisted and turned, searching for General Lee.
' Where the fuck is he' He felt something strike against his back and found himself laying in a bed of rubble.
'Okay! This old man is dead! ' Gregg inhaled and backed himself against a rock face, hovered with his wings in the air. He slowly scanned in front of him, focusing on everything around him.
He quickly ducked and rolled, only feeling a gust wind brushing past him and sand hitting against his body.
' Ah hah!' He looked at his last location; parted mist was slowly reforming, he could only see a dark wooden framed spear, lodged into the ground.
'Come on!!' Before he could think anymore, a red figure lunged up from the ground beneath him, sending a foot to his stomach.
He could only watch as his vision rapidly blurred and he found himself in another pile of rubble.
"I'm a god! damm! baby" the numbing energy started surging over his body again, as his anger began to boil. As the energy inside of him increased, 'What is this ' the energy made him feel like he was connecting to all that was and has ever been.
Around him, the black sand started twirling into the air forming a dome around him, being joined by dancing purple lighting.
General Lee was standing a boulder, watching the ball of sand form through the mist ' What a little interesting creature ' He looked over the mountain, to a dried forest that was covered by dark clouds and ever increasing lighting ' Even the lighting outside my domain is reacting to him.. very interesting! '
General Lee raised his hand, causing the heap of weapons on the ground to float into the air, circling around the dome They immediately started plunging at the dome with a flick of his hand.
Every second, swords, arrows,spears, axes and a myriad of other cold weapons bashed into the dome, causing the lighting to crackle and hiss upon impact.
'Lets see if this works?' Watching the barrage growing more intense, Gregg calmed his mind, focusing his thoughts on making the dome stronger.
'Whats around me..sand, lighting...air!' Upon saying air, long blades of air started blocking the weapon's ' Okay, okay..So I just think and I will create ....nah, that's too simple...air,sand,lighting..air,sand,lighting….air,air,air, it's an element!
Fuck me! ..fire,water,earth,air ...I could be the avatar!' He immediately focused his mind on image of a fire raging.
As the lighting crackled upon every clash, a flame flowered around the dome, ascending into the sky like a tower, burning all in its path.
' This…' Gregg's jaw dropped to the floor, whilst sweat dripped down his back and around his wings, from the heat the fire tornado was giving.
As he was being amazed by the fire, He heard General Lee laughing from the inside the mist.
General Lee waltzed out the mist, with two swords in his hands and a grin that touched either side of his eyes. " Good Good! You have potential creature, for the sake of the queen, I'll make you the strongest guardian she has! … Now let's begin "
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{ Back in the city }
In the east city of the side of the city news of the corpse hanging from the walls had reached the populace, along with the news of upcoming festival.
" Did you see that purple thing"
" I heard the Empress saved the whole east side"
" No, I heard she erected a statue of herself in T-square"
"Imagine I married the Empress one day "
" Mommy, I want to be a strong as the Empress when I grow up "
The market had been rebuilt , with the assistant of the city guards and merchant union.
The news of the festivalhad spread far and wide in the city and deep into the country, attracting the attention of the lord's and their households.
Young Demon lords had learnt of the the regarding the festival and became eager and excited.
" Young master, you must prepare to give the empress a grand gift"
" I cannot agree more, I must capture her heart with this gift"
In another household, a similar conversation was occuring.
" This is my chance! Cornelius! Prepare the riders, we must hunt a dragon, If I am to posses the empress "
" Yes, young master"
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Inside the palace, Ray was feeding Zharis a bundle of yellow small balls "Zi, Gloria said that the young lords will be coming to give presents, how cute is that "
Zhari smirked " Let them come, their bones will be great fertilizer, if they step out of line "
Ray inwardly prayed for the young demon lord's " I wonder if BimBim will have effect on the empress… I miss my squeeshy "
{ timeskip }
Another city was laid bare to elements, as it's people witnessed the gates of hell descend upon them.
The last survivors either carried all they could on their backs, attempting to escape the burning cage that was once their homes or crawled into corners, pleading to the gods for salvation.
Walking around with a spear in hand, Gregg cut down any fleeing person he could see. He drowned out thier screams, their faces had all merged into one, this had become another day for him.
" Isn't it beautiful?" A hypnotic voice rang from behind him.
He stopped walking and turned to see the tall figure of Zharis, with her long flowing silver hair and golden eyes. She was dressed in a blood red dress, that draped wide onto the muddy ground.
The burning city seemed to harmonize with how she looked.
" If we are talking about you.. yes... if we are talking about the city, no " Gregg casually replied, whilst he took a bow, notching 6 feathered arrows, letting them loose into the night sky.
Only a chorus of screams was heard, as they looked at each other in silence.
"Careful with your words, you may lose your tongue" Zharis glared at him as she walked closer to him.
" I have many uses for my tongue… you should know this " With a one flick of his wrist, a circle was cut in the ground, around him and Zharis by a blade of air.
He flicked the other hand and a piece of earth rose into the sky carrying him and Zharis. Raising his free hand upwards, a small marble sized white matte ball, formed in the middle of his palm.
" Who knew we'd come this far …. We've sent many down the river of death. Do you think our lives could have been different? " Zharis said with a solemn look on her face, as she looked up to the starry sky.
" Yes, but we would be miserable" Gregg threw the ball down towards the city and it floated down like a leaf in the wind.
Zharis watched a shooting star pass-by, as Gregg looked at her. She returned her gaze to him with a wide smile " Come we have more worlds to destroy "
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FIN