The night remained the same but the horrors didn't stop. They never did and never planned to. Ryan was awake all night looking for answers to why the fire of the abyssal core had awoken or anything but it was hopeless. Nothing in the library had answers for him. He grunted smashing his fist against the shelves.
"...Uncle?!", Drake voice sounded from afar, he hadn't changed his clothing yet. He wasn't shocked or surprise to have bumped into his uncle. "What going on..."
Ryan stopped what he was doing and faced Drake with the worried look hanging on his face. "The fire we saw.. am looking for answers to it.", He said. "We don't see such fire purge it way into humanity like it just did."
"Hun? what do you mean exactly..."
"The fire isn't supposed to exist in this time.. such flames only existed back in the times when time itself wasn't even a conceptual force as it is now."
Drake listened carefully.
"You wouldn't understand; nor are you in the right level to be educated about this. No one in the new generations of the original is ready to know about the flames of the mysterion."
Drake rolled his eyeballs. "Seriously ..."
"Yes.. You need to stay low and leave to high and your dad to handle this."
"You guys aren't even doing anything. Except rummaging through books like some librarian lapdogs... no offense though... am vexed right now."
"Am guessing Bianca has left of something. Because I see no reason why you are vexed...".
Drake sighed. "Forget that, yes though but never mind. Jefferson is around though. His with my dad having a conversation about something they call the ....the---" , Trying to recall what was being talked about between the brothers at the dinning.
"Hm?"
"Yes!", He yelped. "...The beast slayer!."
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"I believe we agreed about having such conversation in the mansion. It should be done somewhere else other than here.", Ryan voice shot down the stairs towards the dinning.
"... Ryan.", Jefferson and Jonathan uttered in unison.
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The dark blue night sky hung above the surface of earth, sending it rays of moonlight upon the fruitful land of the it creator. Stars twinkling in their immobile domain. Down to the bottom of the earth; a nightclub spotted on sight. Completely deserted and tranquil.
The winds washing itself down the deserted driveway. No human was spotted roaming around talk less of an animal. There was nobody. The road remained bombarded with the continuous winds that escaped it void fabrics.
Sand particles rolled from spots to spots, pebbles shooting themselves here and there. Little stones kept rolling with the sand crusts as the wind kept blowing it here and there. The club was like a ghosted house. The lights were flickering non stop like someone was busy toying with the lights.
You would have mistaken to have seen a shadow linger across the window Interior , you may be mistaken, you may have your doubts..
Within the club only the spark sounds made by the continuous flickers the faulty light bulbs were making. The whole place looked wrecked, the whole furniture in the club suffered numerous breakages. Nothing was left in place.
Then if didn't occur to you then you should sharpen up your perspectives a little bit for the stools to sofa and glassy walls weren't the only things there were destroyed.... Human bodies were also withered across the ground. Lifeless; bleeding profusely. Heads were of their respective bodies. Chest were torn
Eyeballs detached from their sockets. Blood spewing from the sockets. Looking closely you would notice the lightbulbs were fractured in some way. Then , taking a stroll round the club, deep inside was wasted with dead bodies.
Runes emanates on the ground ,catching the attention of anything or anyone that could be watching. The runes presence forced various bodied to catch fire abruptly. With a close look you would notice the Pentagon that was at the center of the club. Runes covered it and papers were floating around it.
The scriptures on them, were scared. Their structure on the papers had no meaning. There, looking closely , at the center of the Pentagon. Abruptly, fire shot out aggressively with a tidal wave that washed the club with it intense fire wave.
Even the papers were set on fire... not to long before the fire spreads and illuminates the whole club with it furnace, rendering trapped in it unquenchable flames of myvern..
The never ending flames struck again and so did it ritual. The untold story of it origin spoken to have awaken from the abyssal core of the unknown.. the mysterion. The ritual on the other, constantly practice by hundreds of individual or less or maybe not even known by any but one who is a mystery.
A mystery that doesn't even exist or might exist if possible. Constantly practicing this unholy act to achieve it name in burning down this individuals. Some of the continuous bodies that kept burning had their appearances masked as animals while others didn't looks so quite human but some might have.
The ritual strikes again and many have been killed in the process with no clues left behind. But something or someone, a shadow is seen fleeing the club. Running away helplessly. Moving fast and wild. Nothing was after it. It looked human, of course it's human, hovered in a cloak. Escaping perimeters as fast as it can.
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Bianca restless sweaty body moves her to the bathroom. Rinsing her face immediately she was in. Her heart trumped the cards and her body shivered with heightened fear. Her eyes bulged out. Fixed on the mirror hung on the wall in the bathroom. She kept breathing uncontrollably. Her head trying to process the scene she had walked into earlier.
"No!.. it not real.", She opposes her what she had saw. Squeezing her hands around the sink hardly like should could cause damage to it if she could. Abruptly, the sink shattered immediately and it made her jolt backwards.
Her body slams against the door. She gasped. Her memory kept repeating the event continuously in her head. The walls itself feared her, and she feared them. Loosing her mind at a drastic punch she screamed uncontrollably making the whole house shake. The walls of the house were cracking, the windows were shattering without hesitation.
A min later after the awful scream. Her room appeared to be destroyed like it was hit by a airplane. Everything in her room was in a mess. The pipeline and exploded splashing water everywhere in the house. The electricity flickered nonstop and the cracks were just prominent on the ceilings to the rooftop down to the grounds.
Unconscious she was there after, laid on the ground with some shards of glass stuck in her arms, bleeding bit by bit. Hours passed and the whole vicinity was still tranquil. There was no one on the streets to come running to her aid.
Just then, her eyes shot open. Her wounds healed and the destruction caused began to reverse back, the event taking a turn back to it previous before it chaos. Back to the moment Bianca was standing unarmed. Back to when she was breathing helplessly..
But now the cards have changed and she's isn't showing the previous behaviors she was showing earlier. The mirror in front of her fractured abruptly with diabolic runes on it. Her head held down was now coming up revealing the horrific crimson diabolic left eye that had conjured on her face.
Laughing, she began laughing devilishly; a smile hanging on her face. "*Reverse ..Event Denial*", She muttered. Her left hand stretches backwards, calling forth something. Summoning her... "*....Transcendence; Absorptional Rage! Summon.. Beast... Slayer*". Her words almost as cold as the bloody jaws of death itself. Her voice in accordance with the wind , tuned up by impure sounds that caused a flinch of fear in the hearts of the lonely hearted.
Her blood stained hands knew no remorse. Yes, her hands were bloody has hell. It stormed her grasped with concrete force. She held it tightly in return and she turned her head to left side strictly. She gripped the sword handle which was at the center of the sword; she held a double head sword which sucked her blood out unto the ground.
Each drop causing a displeasing sound that enveloped the eardrums of one. Each drop like droplets of water. Then, abruptly.. two male humans erupted from nowhere by her sides with their heads coming of their body.
"*Impromptu death.. Crucifixion*" , Their bodies cracks violently and emits red glows unstably. Boom! the bodies in her side exploded causing a tidal wave to be emitted. She smirked looking back at the mirror with smile wrapped against her face.
She began laughing on evil terms. Possessed if possible for her behavior is beyond normal. She wasn't who she was, she's something above normalcy. Giggling , swaying sword before striking it abruptly against the glass forcing it to shatter.
"...It show time!.."