The roaring of horses could be heard peeking across the horizon. The explosion of continuous clambering of steel tipped hooves against the solid and hard earth could be heard from miles away. A small quake followed the group.
Just then a gigantic Red lotus appeared in the sky.
The flame barred a nasty temperature to such a degree that the air had already become dry and crisp, the lotus touched the ground melting it into a sticky and turning paste.
The horses all grinded their hooves as they dragged across what inertia forced.
The horses accompanying silver armored men tightly clung to their horses bridle, as their steel like legs tore into the horses chest.
Yet some couldn't handle it and were flung off.
Their screams like an uneasy symphony rang aloud, as the burnt earth wrapped around them peeling into their flesh and muscle.
The one who caused this all stood in front of a haze of heat with pinkish white hair dancing in the wind, and a sharp face to match his sharp Heterochromic eyes.
Won loudly erupted, "Solider's of Sangria what is the meaning of your repeated assault of me and my country men? We are on a diplomatic mission towards your capital! If you do not make way do not blame me for my rudeness, furthermore I and my Empire shall personally mark down this down!"
The soldiers of Sangria began to fume in twisted chatter.
The sound of metal hitting the ground aroused everyone's attention.
A man sitting on a black stallion who's legs were great like oaks, walked forward. He bore a great silver armor, with the symbol of a twisting dragon in an 8 symbol.
He said loudly, "Firstly since when has Ito ever been on the same level as to mark down affairs with our Empire! Secondly God of Ito I and Sangria do not care as to your mission or intention, for killing our prince the only path for you is death! This is Prince Yangmeng's decree and declaration and thus even the Heavens shall yield to it! Now Won if you wish to reach Sangria what awaits you is a thorny, spiked steel road, one full of blood!"
Behind Won the ten thousand soldiers of Ito came forward, an intense pressure and aura exerted from them.
Won smirked and said, "Fine a road of blood filled with the corpses of Sangria shall be made, the Heavens may work for you, but Ito and I shall defy Heaven for there is nothing out of my reach!"
The soldiers of Ito roared, their voices like a giant hammer against the heads of Sangria. The sky rippled as if shocked and frightened.
A great fight of steel and blood erupted. Blood splattered in small showers, the ground being soaked a deep red and the numbing smell of blood rose and permeated within everything around.
Like this it continued with Won leading a full on assault towards Sangria. With a mix of strategy and cunning Won's measly ten thousand speared forward through the bloodied fleshy wall of Sangria, approaching Pyeongnam the capital of Sangria.
...
A young soldier asked, "God of Victory why do you always speak against the Heavens?"
Won was eating some soup he had personally made a far cry from his dishes he made only a few years ago which he had to gulp down.
Won said, "The Heaven's don't have eyes, they are impartial and selfish, yet they demand respect and reverence as if doing us a favor. The Heavens are nothing more than some arrogant young master, were it not for the need of the Heavens for the balance of the world I would have disregarded it completely! My master told me the Heavens are useless, and had you heard his endless complaints you would understand the uselessness and unfairness proposed by Heaven. I will leave you with one idea and one quote from my master. Disregard fate. Nothing is forgone and nothing is concluded."
The young soldier said, "God of Victory your master seems amazing who is he?"
Won sighed, "He's the strongest being in existence."
Won then said, "Now child go with your seniors to train or survey, I'm reading now."
The young soldier couldn't contain his curiosity and asked, "What is it about Lord?"
Won said, "A young brat goes to another world to fight a demon king... It's quite troublesome honestly I'd just relinquish everything and sleep. Ai, Human's are conniving fellows..."
The young soldier laughed slightly, "Lord you talk as if you aren't human?"
Won without peeking his eyes up casually responded, "I'm not. I am a Demon."
The Young soldier stood up and said with a cheeky smile, "Yes, yes lord. Of course you are a Demon."
Won chuckled as the soldier left, "Humans are truly funny, they doubt truth and believe lies. Ai, what a messy race no wonder I died at the supple age of 17. Ai, I was stolen of a fiery youth that are talked in these novels."
Ozaris sat down next to Won.
Ozaris laughed, "You must be enjoying the company of these soldiers your majesty."
Won nodded, "Hm. They are all quite... Unique and colorful. They are all so hopeful of me also and they show sincere affection and kindness towards me. It's quite strange. In my life few times has anyone been quite so genuine. I feel kind of compelled towards these fellows."
Ozaris said, "You bare the traits of a True Emperor. In time everyone shall see you in your glory and I cannot wait for that day."
Won laughed.
...
Bodies laid in a mess. A blood pool stretching on and on stood like a giant scar upon the land. At the helm of this extended crimson line was a troop of ten thousand walking, their eyes glowed and their aura shot to the sky.
At the front was Won who walked with small and shallow steps.
He peeked over his shoulders and saw slouched shoulders and dragging steps.
Won looked to the sky.
He closed his eyes and then said, "Retreat we shall go back to recover."
The soldiers all rose their numb hands and heads to the sky and gave a low and exhausted cheer.
Just then the newly produced, extreme senses of the ten thousand men began to roar out toward them to run as fast as they could, disregard everything and escape.
Even Won felt all his hairs rise and a deep chill pass along his back.
A gigantic Golden Buddha Body appeared around everyone as a sword light flashed across the horizon.
Boom!
An explosion so powerful the ground literally fragmented and split as if a seismic quake had occured sprang from the middle of where Won had been.
In the sky a middle aged man with light brown hair, wearing a white Taoist robe and a sword in his hand smirked as his slightly floated.
Suddenly a deep red fist shot out towards the man.
The man made a slice and the rest fist split into two and flew past him, causing great big trails on the ground.
Won sat in the middle of a near completely destroyed Golden Buddha.
Won looked towards Ozaris and said, "Take the soldiers and escape! I will buy some time!"