Tony
After six years of dedicated training under Alabaster's guidance, Tony had made remarkable progress, displaying significant improvements. Alabaster, realizing the time had come, silently resolved to himself. He called Tony over, and without a word, they began to walk together. The silence hung heavy in the air, with only the sound of their footsteps breaking the stillness. Sensing Tony's curiosity, Alabaster remained quiet as they ventured forward.
As they continued their journey, the cave surroundings suddenly transformed into a vast expanse of lush grassland. Tony's eyes widened in astonishment, beholding the breathtaking scenery that stretched into the distance. Alabaster spoke, breaking the silence.
Alabaster: I thought you could benefit from a change of scenery, Tony. You have spent far too long within the confines of that cave. However, even in your seclusion, you have grown immensely stronger than when you first arrived.
Alabaster's form then began to emit a radiant white glow. The grassy plane, like a fleeting illusion, vanished, leaving Tony suspended as if he were adrift in the vastness of space. Tony turned his gaze towards Alabaster, a sense of anticipation enveloping him. It was as if the energy in the air foretold a profound transformation.
Closing his eyes, Tony centered himself, calming his heart and mind. In that moment, he felt a surge of power coursing through him, his abilities expanding beyond previous limits. Suddenly, Tony's physical form dissolved, disappearing from where it had once stood.
Kong
After years of relentless battles in the desolate wasteland, Kong had honed his skills to a razor's edge. The biting cold no longer bothered him, and his hair had grown out during his solitary wanderings. As time passed, even the formidable beasts of the wasteland began to flee at the mere sight of him. Amidst his travels, Kong stumbled upon an intriguing sight—a cabin sitting amidst a frozen lake, surrounded by lush green grass and basked in the forgotten warmth of sunlight. Fear no longer held sway over him, and with newfound courage, he entered the cabin.
Inside, he discovered a lady dressed in black, peacefully sipping tea at a table. She looked up, a smile gracing her features, and introduced herself as Dahlina. Sensing Kong's many unanswered questions about his whereabouts and his friends, she offered to explain everything. Curiosity and a yearning for answers drove Kong to take a seat. A cup materialized before him, filling with tea as Dahlina began to unravel the mysteries.
Dahlina reassured Kong that he was safe and that he would soon reunite with his friends. She disclosed that they were in Gehenna, a realization Kong had likely already arrived at. She revealed that six years had passed since his arrival and acknowledged his remarkable growth in strength, acknowledging that she had orchestrated the battles with the wasteland beasts to assess his true power. Remarkably, Kong had instinctively found a way to grow stronger on his own.
Dahlina divulged her identity as one of the seven seals, specifically the seal of Famine She acknowledged Kong's lack of understanding but assured him that he would grasp the significance in due time. Abruptly, the cabin vanished, and Kong and Dahlina found themselves floating in the expanse of space. Drawing nearer, Dahlina took hold of Kong's hand, her form beginning to fade. As she faded, Kong noticed a black mark on his hand, which rapidly spread up his arm, eventually manifesting as a tattoo-like symbol on his body. Overwhelmed by a surge of power, Kong succumbed to unconsciousness, and his physical form disappeared from where it once stood.
Christiana
"Christiana, for today's training, I want you to come at me with everything you have, holding nothing back. Fight as if your life depends on it," Maho commanded sternly. "Because when you face Agent Hamilton, he won't hesitate to kill you and your friends."
As Maho spoke, Christiana vanished from sight. Maho couldn't sense Christiana's presence at all. Suddenly, Maho's eyes started glowing red, granting her enhanced perception. She spotted Christiana walking towards her, and in an instant, Maho rushed forward to throw a punch. However, her fist seemed to connect with empty air, and a sharp pain shot through her stomach. Before she could react, she found herself airborne, with Christiana preparing to strike.
In response, Maho powered up, summoning a bolt of lightning with one hand. The lightning struck Christiana, and Maho swiftly formed a high-speed lightning ball, launching it toward her opponent. But Christiana, unwilling to be hit, stomped the ground, causing an earth barrier to rise and block the lightning ball.
Christiana, too, powered up, leaping towards Maho as she floated in the air. A kick was aimed at Maho, but she managed to grab Christiana's leg and flung her back down to the ground. Christiana landed on her feet but before she could react, her face met the ground forcefully.
"I told you, no holding back," Maho declared. She grabbed Christiana by the hair and struck her, sending her flying. Covered in bruises and cuts, Christiana stood up, an intense red aura surrounding her. Her eyes glowed with a crimson hue, and a red gem suddenly appeared on her forehead. To top it off, her black hair transformed into a fiery red.
Undeterred, Maho walked towards Christiana, struck by multiple bolts of lightning. Christiana, with a determined expression, rushed towards Maho with the intent to kill. Maho launched a powerful lightning bolt, but Christiana deftly dodged it, appearing in front of Maho and delivering a punch to her chest. However, her fist seemed to get stuck, and the battlefield faded away before Christiana's eyes. She feared that she had truly killed Maho, but to her surprise, there was nothing on her fist. Maho stood beside her, smiling and congratulating her on becoming stronger.
Overwhelmed with emotion, Christiana began to cry, apologizing for what she believed she had done. Maho reassured her that she did not die and revealed that she is Maho, the second seal, the seal of war. Christiana had inherited her powers. Confused, Christiana questioned Maho about the second seal and the seven seals Maho mentioned. Before disappearing, Maho assured Christiana that she would come to understand in due time. Christiana started to fade away, her mind filled with questions and the weight of her newfound abilities.
Micheal
The wind blew, causing the tall grass to rustle gently. Michael was sitting atop a colossal skull, which appeared to belong to a human. Deep in meditation, he heard the voice of the Abbot resonating in his mind, urging him to confront his past and come to terms with what had transpired. The Abbot's words echoed, promising to guide Michael back to his past. Accepting the Abbot's proposal, Michael replied with a resolute "Okay, Abbot,"
Ashford instructed Michael to open his eyes, and as he did, he was transported to a gruesome battlefield. The air was heavy with the stench of death, surrounded by lifeless bodies strewn across the ground. Michael glanced down at his hands and saw two blood-stained knives gripped tightly in his grasp, along with his hands covered in the crimson evidence of his deeds.
Before he could comprehend the situation, a man approached him, berating Michael for idling instead of continuing the killing. With a forceful kick, the man sent Michael crashing to the ground, reminding him that there was no time for daydreaming. Grasping Michael's head, the man ordered him to resume the slaughter.
As Michael surveyed the battlefield, he witnessed the horrifying sight of children mercilessly fighting and killing each other, while the adults callously laughed. In a series of rapid memories, Michael found himself crying, consumed by a blind rage, and eventually engaging in a relentless killing spree that lasted for four endless days and nights.
Suddenly, Michael found himself standing face-to-face with his younger self, drenched in blood. Overwhelmed by remorse, he approached his younger self and embraced him tightly, tears streaming down his face. In a heartfelt apology, Michael expressed deep regret for the countless lives they had taken, vowing never to let such atrocities happen again.
As he spoke those words, Michael's younger self dropped the blood-stained knives and wept, embracing him in return. In that moment, Michael made a solemn promise to himself, to his younger self, and to the world.
When he opened his eyes once more, he found himself back on the giant skull, the weight of his past experiences lingering within him.
Michael turned his gaze towards Ashford, only to find a meditating skeleton in his place. The valley where the temple had once stood now stretched before him, devoid of any structures or signs of life. In this empty void, Michael and the skeleton remained suspended, surrounded by an overwhelming silence.
Feeling a sense of completion and understanding, Michael realized that he had no more questions left. With a determined conviction, he conveyed to Ashford that he was ready to be reunited with his friends. As he spoke these words, Ashford gracefully bowed, gradually fading away into the void, leaving Michael alone with his resolved determination.