"Mora, what do you know about Arch?"
A young Mora wearing silver armour stood on a field facing Tsukiyomi. Tsukiyomi wore silver armour as well as but with a helmet, a star patterned black cape was drapped over his shoulders.
"Arch is the energy all living things possess," said Mora. He shifted awkwardly in his armour, it felt too heavy for his small body.
Tsukiyomi shook his head and waved his hand. A ghostly glow filled the area as wisps of silver energy filled the area, the silver energy formed into numerous large swans that flew gracefully.
"Arch is the energy that shapes existance, the building blocks to which Chaos used to form what we currently see. Everything contains Arch, living and non-living and it is the energy that we use to fight, that allows us to survive."
Tsukiyomi touched one of the swans and it changed into a spear. "In order to win the war we fight in you must master Arch, I can tell you have your mother's talent for controlling it so it should be easy for you in terms of outputting it."
Mora frowned then waved his hand and a long silver blade appeared at his feet, he looked at it with a sad expression.
"Does that mean mother's sword also has Arch?"
Tsukiyomi looked at Mora with a pained expression and moved closer to give him a hug.
"She's gone but she left you with her Regetsu because she wanted you to remember her when you fight, she left it so that it gives you hope."
Mora was crying softly into Tsukiyomi's chest, he let go from the embrace and took the sword into his arms.
"If this is what hope feels like then I don't want it, I just want her back."
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Mora awoke with start and then quickly felt pain in his abdomen. He lifted his shirt and saw that the wound is no longer visible. He looked around and realised he is in the palace library.
Mora stood with great effort and walked towards the great oak doors but Draco stopped him. Draco shook his head rapidly, pleading with Mora to stay put.
"Don't worry Draco, I'll be fine," said Mora with a small smile. Mora waved his hand and with a flash of silver light the Regetsu appeared in his hand. Draco looked at the blade with awe and turned to Mora with a quizzical expression
"This is hope apparently," Mora said he closed his eyes and opened them shortly after. "At my current level I can only use this sword for a short period of time, hopefully it's enough."
Draco looked more confused as Mora waved his hand and the blade disappeared. Mora started stretching and Draco continued his cries of worry, Mora stoppped stretching and gave Draco a wide smile as he patted his head.
"I'll be fine don't worry, I can't wait until he finds us here or else you'll be in trouble its better to take him head on, plus," Mora's body glowed with pale light as he stared at the ceiling above.
"No more holding back."
Mora shot up like a comet and crushed through the ceiling, he rose high above the palace and shot off in the direction of Henry's Arch.
As Mora got closer to Henry he put his hands together as if in prayer. His body got brighter and brighter until his it was no longer visible. Henry was sitting cross legged on the ground, his lance resting on his thighs, he stood up as Mora descended near him in a pillar of light. The light died down and Mora looked up at Henry with determination in his eyes.
"I do wonder if you are brave or foolish for coming back despite knowing you can't win," said Henry in an amused voice. Mora gave Henry a small smile and his Arch flared, silver energy exploded all around him like dancing ribbons.
"Allow me to properly introduce myself," said Mora, he smile widening. "I am a student of the Dragon god Longwang, the human son of the great moon god Tsukiyomi-No-Mikoto, I am the Prince Of Moon Light-."
Mora's eyes began to glow silver, his bloodlust could be felt in the air. "Mora Hadasuke."
Mora charged forward as a beam of light, Henry prepared to block him but as the two are about to connect the beam split into six more in different directions. The beams started to attack Henry simultaneously from all directions and their movements form a dome like structure around him.
"Lunar Formation One: Star Dome!"
Henry blocked all the attacks with ease and a look irritation formed on his face. "ENOUGH!"
Lightning erupted from Henry's body and blasted Mora towards the sky and breaking the dome. Mora's sight blurred slightly but he concentrated and remained conscious. He lifted his hand and the Regetsu appeared in it, the long silver blade glowed softly in his grip.
"Mora Hadasuke," said Henry appearing in front of Mora who stablised himself as he floated in mid air. "Why did you come back despite knowing you can't win? Even now, your injuries from my previous attack are yet to heal."
Mora coughed blood as he took a stance and raised the Regetsu over his head. "I may be weak now but if I start running from the strong this early then even if I do become strong I'll never be able to truly discard my weakness."
Henry's eyes widened at Mora's words, he smiled and tightened the grip on his lance which began to glow brightly. The Arch of the two exploded sending waves of energy at each other, Mora and Henry faced each other for a split second then charged. The energy around Mora formed into the shape of an arrow as he charged.
"Commandment Of Order-.
"Lunar Formation Two-."
The two sped towards each other at high speed and the two attacks connected sending a shockwave of energy through the air and even uprooting the trees below.
"ORDER LANCE!"
"GOD ARROW!"
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The clash between Mora and Henry sent waves of energy that reached even Geron and Longwang who paused their battle, Geron had and expression of satisfaction whilst Longwang looked worried.
"Looks like that brat of yours is as good as dead Longwang," said Geron happily. Longwang snorted and then grinned.
"That would be the in case indeed if however, light did not create shadows."
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Henry stood looking over Mora's body with a stoic expression he was completely unharmed from the earlier clash but Mora was bleeding and parts of his skin were burned. Henry sighed and then raised his lance.
"Impressive for your level but the result was evident from the beginning," said Henry as he was about to stab Mora just then, the sky was illuminated by golden light. Henry raised his head to the sky with an irritated look
"One foolish pest after the other."
In the skies above appeared Draco as a full grown black serpentine dragon with blood red eyes, riding on his head was Kioku and above them was a gigantic ball of golden flames.
"Chorus Of The Dragon God," began Draco in a deep loud voice, however Henry was already moving. Henry's lance glowed pure white and he threw it towards the ball of flames, the ball exploded upon impact and Draco and Kioku got caught in the blast radius.
When the golden glow in the skies seized, Henry narrowed his eyes. Draco had fallen to the ground after taking the full attack but Henry felt that something was amiss.
'The one who was riding him where-,"
"Soul Stop."
Henry's body froze as if stopped in time, he moved his eyes down to see a large rune diagram with many symbols in the centre was a large curved hook drawn with two lines.
Kioku appeared suddenly in front of Henry and placed his hand on the centre of Henry's chest. His eyes were glowing bright blue and his voice echoed as he spoke as if speaking from a distance.
"Soul Shock."
Henry went flying back a few feet and when he landed he didn't move. Kioku fell to his knees and began to breath heavily, his eyes turned back to their original colour.
'Fifty years and I could only get two uses,' thought Kioku bitterly. He forced himself to stand and summoned a blade of darkness as he walked towards Henry's body.
He was about to stab Henry when his eyes flew open and a wave of Arch burst from him which caused the entire Land of Fong to shake, Kioku fell to the ground slowly with a look of utter shock on his face as he slowly lost consciousness.
'This Arch...he's as strong as Master Longwang....so he was...holding back.'
Henry stood and clutched his chest, he looked at Kioku curiously and then at Mora and finally to the sky.
'He used the dragon's attack as a decoy, impressive,' thought Henry.
"You can come out," said Henry, he opened his hand and his lance appeared in it undamaged from the earlier attack. "I know you're there, agent of the Shadow Realm."
A hooded figure appeared near Kioku's body, he checked if Kioku was okay then took a stance preparing to face Henry. Henry's lance disappeared and he rose slowly into the air looking at the hooded figure and holding up one finger.
"3 years," Henry said, his body began to fade slowly. "That's how much time I give them to go grow and become my proper opponents, I spared them today out of respect but next time we meet they had better be prepared."
Henry disappeared leaving the cloaked figure wondering what he meant by those words. The hooded figure lowered his hood, revealing his face which was young and rich, he looked about Kioku's age, he had curtain like black hair and deep sharp dark eyes one of which had a star shaped Mark under it.
"Lord Longwang, I have successfully secured the three, you can fight without worry now," said the young man his voice was low and graceful.
"Excellent work Zeru, I'll hold down their main forces but the smaller ones will get through tell Hakai to hurry with the process," came Longwang's voice which rebounded around the area."
"Understood."
Zeru put his hands together and his shadow expanded until it covered Kioku, Mora and Dragon's gigantic body and they disappeared within it.
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Longwang stood facing Geron and Henry, around them Seraphs were feinting due to Longwang's immense Arch which he no longer held back.
"Henry, did you take care of the brats?" Asked Geron happily. Henry nodded and then looked at Longwang who changed his puzzled expression to a blank one.
'What is he planning,' thought Longwang.
"You heard that Dragon God!" Shouted Geron with glee.
"Your apprentices are dead, the rest of the seven generals are arriving soon, after we kill you we'll hunt the rest of the Advocates and kill them and end this useless rebellion."
Longwang laughed loudly, his laugh was like a roar and it could be heard throughout Fong. Geron looked at him curiously and Henry summoned his lance ready to strike at any moment.
"You're mistaken Geron," said Longwang, suddenly, it began to rain heavily and numerous bolts of lightning struck down. Tornadoes formed all over Fong and the earth shook heavily, Longwang glared at Geron and Henry and they both felt the the tempreture around them drop rapidly.
"Even if you kill me and the rest of the Advocates, as long as there are those with the will to survive the rebellion won't die. There will always be those who will fight, just as we who came before them and just as those who will come after them," said Longwang, in the distant six bright lights could be seen approaching them.
"With the death of the old the new is born, we will die but they will take our place."
Geron summoned his lance as Longwang began to change form, he became a large serpentine creature floating in the skies above, the clouds obscured his enormous figure but his body was big and long, as long as the entire land of Fong.
'Good luck, Kioku, Mora, the world will be harsh but you must survive and live on, for my sake."
"This is probably all part of your plan isn't it Hakai you cunning bastard," whispered Longwang.
A heaven shaking roar was heard as, in the skies above Fong, eight bright figures battled the god of Dragons. Nature itself was torn apart by their clash and observing the battle nearby was a hooded figure with purple eyes, in his hand was a purple tome.
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Far off in the distant world of Asgard, in the Hlidskrjaff, was the all seeing throne of Odin. A tall cloaked man with a large brimmed hat sat on the throne, on his shoulders were two crows which whispered the world's secrets to him.
A flame burst to life in front of the throne and a deep loud voice spoke. "All father."
"Speak Thor," said the man, he gazed at the flame with one eye, his other eye was long since gone.
"The forces of Order are meeting with the Jotuns, I believe they wish to ally with them."
Odin sighed and stood from his throne, he held out his hand a long golden spear appeared in it, it's tip gleamed brightly.
"The Fimbulwinter is nearly upon us, prepare our forces for war," said Odin in a grave tone. "And light the black flame."
"Are you sure?" Asked Thor's voice.
Odin began to walk away from the throne, his steps were slow and graceful, a look of pure determination was evident on wise face.
"If the light betrays us then we will side with the shadows."