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Chapter 65 - Cycle of Death

Red Demon as Vesuvius stood alone among dead Asura demons. He huffed, 'This body is only rank 3…I have my abilities…but not the power I've obtained like I feel restricted by this place's rules' he thought frustrated. He had a sword floating around him and in his hand was Demon's Wrath. He was injured and he was using the odachi as a means to keep his balance. Around him were parts of the female dragon folk. She was ripped to pieces and strewn about. The Asura were many and out numbered him. Sitting on a boulder watching was none other than Vick the right hand to the future Demon King along with his Shadow Cohort laughing behind him. Red Demon gritted his teeth. 'Those bastards! Killing you will never be enough for me! I'll do it again before this nightmare ends!' He thought. Vesuvius's face conveying pure hatred and anger towards them. His eyes turned red like Red Demon's.

His body became bigger and he began to morph into the form Red Demon perfected with his Polymorph ability. He gripped the sword with a red hand and strong arm. He had black horns come out of his elbow, head and his tail spiked. He then with a flash erupted forward attacking a near by Asura demon ripping it apart. He moved to the next and the next working his way slowly to the top of the hill to his prey. But quickly his reserves of chi began to plummet. This body couldn't keep up with his abilities. He then morphed back to Vesuvius's form and collapsed Demon's Wrath disappeared back into his soul. His floating sword dissentegrated into dust. Vick laughed, "Nice try…weird Polymorph form. Thought you all turned to dragons. Guess I was wrong. Kill him!" Brigg blew a whistle and the Asura rushed forward in swarms to feed on Vesuvius. Before he knew it Red Demon could feel his body being feasted on and ripped apart into different directions. His mind then left the body falling into darkness his Mind Palace form falling and falling till he hit a bright light.

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When he opened his eyes he was standing amongst Dragon Folk soldiers in lines. All with shields, and lances in hand. Full armor and with a helmet over his head. His body was green and he had predominate scale designs over his entire body like swirls. He looked out over the vast army and saw a legion of demon warriors all clad in black armor. Mounted behind him was a handsome man with pointed ears, pale purple skin, flowing white hair, and a circlet upon his forehead. Red could see a black sword upon his belt. He had a smirk across his face staring down at the dragon folk army with his red eyes. 'I know that sword anywhere. So that's my father as a younger man…smug smile makes angry! I prefer that mask over his face!' He thought. He gripped the lance tight as a shout of orders spanned over the soldiers around him. All began to move forward. Quickly snapped back to reality and followed suit with the others. "Quicken Pace!" The order came and all quickened their steps. Demon army then began to also walk forward towards their foes. They ranged from giant to small all through out the lines. But the Dragon Folk warriors seemed more experienced, and were just as big, and each warrior had the same look; unwavering courage. Red could feel their energy all around them. Chi swirled over them as they activated their Soul Cores. Above them flying was giant dragons who's mouth's began to burst into flames as they made the first volley.

Their balls of fire exploded into the demons for a moment. Before a barrier of chi spread over them. The flying demons with glowing amulets upon their necks hovered over the army the source of the barrier. From behind a swarm of mutant insects were being led by a big fly. They swarmed a dragon and began to over take it. More dragons were set upon by insects and other swarms were burnt to crisp. Red couldn't see the outcome of the arial battle as the ground armies finally clashed.

They exploded in metal and screams. The slaughter began as both sides fought for their lives. Red entered the fray as he skewered two demons with the lance. Then tucked his shields up to his eye line. He bull rushed a demon running at him with a snarling growl. He bashed his face in with the shield and then drove the lance through his neck. He was hit from behind. He staggered forward swiping behind with the lance catching the demon in the face. He sliced at Red with his sword cutting the lance in half. He improvised and gripped the wooden staff and held up the shield. He knocked him back and drove the wooden shaft into his eye then jerked back. He drove the shaft into his collarbone. Kicking him back. Black blood pooled under the dead demon and Red turned and began to engage in another battle. All around him the fighting was fierce and bloody. Demons and Dragon folk tore, sliced, bashed, and wrestled one another. All to kill the other as violently as they could. Above dragons fell swarmed by insects and crashed into the battlefield killing Dragon folk and demons alike. The ground shook from the impact. Insects then swarmed about engaging others as they scurried to find a meal. They were massive and were a cross between a fly and centipede.

Red Demon was set upon by one of these insects that managed to make it to the center of the field. He picked up a lance laying upon the ground and drove the head into its mouth. It bit down on the lance with its pincers. Then acid like blood sprayed out onto his shoulder. He winced back in pain as his flesh burned. Before he could rise an ax head plunged into his chest. He felt searing pain all through out his body as the life was drained from him. He looked around seeing the carnage laying near him were dragon warriors killed alongside them demons. 'Two worlds…I belong to both…how ironic I lay among these dead…I've gone mad…' he thought as the life slipped from him. He plunged into darkness again.

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When his vision came back he was now in a body of an Oni with grey skin and tattoos up and down his arms. Big horns and long white hair. He stared at the scene around him the battle he just died in was still raging around him. He was just now on the other side. Fireballs exploded by him he quickly jumped away and was set upon by a dragon folk warrior. He gripped the saber in his hand and parried the attack away. He fought the urge to kill the warrior, but in the end he had no choice. Not unless he wanted to die and end up somewhere else again. The whole ordeal each time was jarring. He made short work of the warrior and drove the pommel into the side of the warriors head knocking him out. He looked around and saw his father engaged in a battle.

'Even in an illusion my hatred knows no bounds! Be satisfying killing him again' He thought. He then started to run towards his father. He began cutting down demons getting in his way, quickly that turned out to be a wrong move. All demons then saw him as a threat and started swarming him. "TRAITOR!" One screamed at him. He then drove the curved blade into the demons neck and kicked him to the side. He unleashed carnage on every one that came at him. He then manifested shadows stretching them out creating spikes to impale the mass. 'Soul core is at Rank Four. First body so far that's been useful!' He thought. He rushed through all demons that came at. He activated his forge ability creating arrows instead of blades. They shot out in different directions ripping through foes. He kept moving forward towards his father till he felt an invisible force push him backwards. It was so tremendous he flew back rushing past demons. Crashing into two stopped his momentum.

'What the hell?' He thought. He felt powerful chi coming from behind him. As he turned he saw a woman with snowy white hair flowing behind her. She had silver skin tight armor and her skin was brown. She had crimson reptilian eyes glaring at the Demon Prince. Red Demon's jaw dropped as he couldn't move. He knew those eyes those eyes were his own and those eyes peering into a smiling face with crimson eyes. Those were his only happy memories and they belonged to the only person he ever loved next to his grandfather. Before him was his mother in the flesh so to speak. She held a curved odachi in her hand and her eyes were glowing red. "I won't let you have my son! EVER! He is no weapon of yours and never shall be! He is my son and mine alone" She screamed. Hearing this he felt a knot form on his chest. The epiphany striking him like a bolt of lightning. As he looked around him at all the carnage and death he felt the idea that came to him to be accurate.

'All of this…this war…was to protect me?! Every died so my mother could keep me from my father. She sacrificed everything for me..' He felt guilt pool in his stomach a tear fell from his eye. A demon stirred next him. He drove a fist into their face. "Don't be ridiculous Shining. You should just give up and come home. Your father is waiting for you. As for the boy he is our son and I refuse to not unlock his protentional. You have any idea what a Demon King he would make!" Demon Prince suggested. "As for your father he wouldn't let me trade his life over his grandchild." he said with a sneer. "Unlike you he doesn't have alliterative motives to the boy's upbringing. Merely to give him a way to grow strong and live a good life. That life isn't with you" She answered back.

She was gone in a flash as she began to attack his father. They clashed with steel and the battle between them was destroying everything around them. All those near were cut to ribbons or exploded from the impact of their blades. Red picked himself up and began to kill another demon coming at him. He pushed chi through out his body and sprinted forward. As he got closer her made ready to attack. But not knowing his intent to assist rather than kill his mother. She cut him down quickly and went back to battle. His body was cut in two and his top half fell away from his bottom. He felt the blood rush from his body, "I…didn't think that through…" he stated coughing up black blood.

He looked over and watched his mother and father fight with true ferocity. His mother was gaining the upper hand till the black sword wielded by his father began to create black smoke from it. It corroded the very air as she missed a slash from it. She felt a poisonous wound across her chest making her wince. This giving the prince an opening. With one quick slash the battle was over. Her headless body fell to the ground. Her silver hair flowing away from her body landing away. Red screamed "No!" As his world went black he saw his mothers body fall to the ground. He then felt a surge of power rush through him. His torso began to glow bright red. Then he was back in the darkness floating in his ethereal form as red energy exploded from the Oni's body.