"WEAK HUMAN! GIVE ME EVERYTHING YOU HAVE.

DO NOT HOLDBACK!

YOU WILL PERISH BY MY FIST"

The sky opened up as rainfall baptized the battleground.

Stinging electric lights and awful thunder claps encompassed two warriors

shrouded in darkness, highlighted only by the breaks in the blood sky.

Sparks flew as clashing weapons illuminated swordplay, falling to his knees; the

lesser man protected himself with his twin swords as a relentless barrage of

punches tried to break through his guard rattling his very core with every hit.

The towering beast draped in long-dead hair veiling his face stood over the

weakened mortal as the world gravitated into his anger, causing disruption in

the natural order.

Everything around sucked into his rage.

Lifting and holding the weakened man in his grasp, the beast hurled him into

the abyss of the night, bringing a sudden stillness to the battle.

Silence echoed throughout the open plains.

Uncertainty reigned supreme.

An aura of hopelessness filled the air.

Breaking the silence a slash from within the darkness disturbed the fleeting

moment of quiet, tearing through the flesh of the demon as the cold steel sliced

through his torso making him expel a soul-disturbing roar which boomed

throughout the distant mountains vibrating the hellish atmosphere.

Trading vicious blows back and forth, the enraged beast became more and more

enraged as each second passed. Not giving an inch, the blade-wielding warrior

put his heart and soul into this battle of dominance, teetering between life and

death.

Relentless!

Insatiable!

Victory!

Running towards one another with hateful intent, both clashed metals sending

erupting sparks up into the night sky as a thunderous bolt from the heavens

struck the dead earth.

Falling embers brought both warriors to a halt.

Regaining their composure, panting heavily, staring directly into each other's

souls able to see the bloodlust resonating in the eyes, both fighters became one

with the battle as the hands of time ceased.

'I must end this…' thought the warrior to himself tightening his grasp onto his

swords, straitening his back and strengthening his resolve preparing for one last

strike to decide the fate of this realm and the next.

A long moment of silence passed as both fighters basked in the heart of

battle.

Like lightening, running towards one another at full pace passing the line of

scrimmage entering the point of no return their steels clashed, illuminating their

true intent as parallel realms mixed in the struggle of pain and turmoil causing a

rift in the natural order.

Disrupted by the commotion of combat, a single blossom petal separated from

its place of growth by a strong gust of battle-wind as it entered the blood sky,

drifting ever so carelessly on the humid breeze beginning its journey into an

uncertain world.

Passing through the changing skies passing through merging clouds

transcending space and time, the dying violet petal descended from the skies

above landing in a puddle of murky water.

Stepped in by a lone man making his way into a grimy establishment, the

vagabond entered with his right foot keeping his head low, trying to remain

inconspicuous as he took a seat at the bar.