The evil version of the Priest - 'Devil', swung his sword towards the Priest's head, while he laid on the floor, unable to do anything.
The self-aware dimension rejoiced as the most sought-after soul across the infinite realms/dimensions was soon going to be theirs. But those dreams crumbled into dust as the sword the copy of the Devil proudly flaunted shattered into sparkling pieces, unable to cut through Priest's neck.
"What? It's not possible..."
Priest stood up from the ground unscathed, adjusting his coat. He stretched his arms; flexed them from right to left as a little exercise and dusted off his shirt before turning his attention to the amateur Devil.
"You got it all wrong... I do not fear myself..." he paused, smiling.
The aura of Priest suddenly changed into a more sinister vibe, that freaked out the entire dimension, shaking Hell's realm.
