Asher screamed with his bloodshot eyes as he rushed towards another archer nearby. The archer brought out his odachi. Asher's sword clashed with him.
Asher gritted his teeth as he twisted his torso, bringing his tachi forward. Swiftly wounding the man in his abdomen. The man coughed blood, which stained Asher's face.
Asher grinned under the blood as he stood up with stunning speed. Slicing that man's head off in an instant. Immediately, Asher brought his sword behind his back, blocking the attack of another man.
Asher immediately threw the man off his feet by kicking him in the leg, bringing forward a thrust to end that man's life.
"Shit." Asher mumbled as another arrow pierced his right hand. At this point, Asher was drenched in blood. Some of it was his, while some of it was not.
The man whom Asher was about to kill immediately took hold of Asher's injured hand. Pinning him to the ground. Asher moved his body, trying to retaliate.
"Goddammit!" Asher screamed in a mushed voice. His eyes were bloodshot as the man smiled gracefully, looking at him with...
Pity?
"You hypocrite! I will rip you apart!" Asher said once again in a mushed voice as he moved his body hecticly. The rest of the surviving soldiers held him to the ground, yet Asher still had the tendency to move.
The man smiled, looking at Asher in agony. Asher's bloodshot eyes, his killing intent, and that unswerving determination were just too amusing!
"Ahh, It's indeed such a sight!" The man said with a graceful smile.
"Am I right?" The man repeated.
Asher looked at the man in contemplation. His gaze was filled with hatred and killing intent.
'Just why can't I kill you?! Who the hell are you? I survived being on the verge of death countless times! I ate rats! I did everything I could to survive! Who- Who the hell are you to STOP ME!' Asher screamed as a goldish hue started to convulse itself into his eyes.
Instantly, his hair turned golden as flames appeared from thin air on his body. The archer's eyes widened as they held him with even more ferocity.
However, Asher was...
Slowly standing up.
The man's graceful smile vanished as a hint of fear appeared on his face.
"Hold him! HOLD HIM!" The man screamed as a visible terror covered his face.
Instantly, Asher brought his hand backwards towards one of the archer's face. Crushing into a puddle of blood.
'None of you will survive!' Asher thought as he looked towards the other archers, trembling in fear.
Golden runes had appeared on the left side of his face. The green grass beneath him had been burned to ashes. The golden hue of his runes illuminated the forest, rivalling the Blood sun.
Suddenly, a swift whoosh occurred in the air as a tachi appeared in Asher's hand. The hilt of the tachi was glowing as its blade was ablaze with blood-red flames.
A ray of light circled the blade further. The man, previously with a graceful smile, now was cowering with fear.
"Ready your swords! He can't handle all of us at once!" The white-haired man screamed as he unsheathed his sword.
Asher stood there, looking at the archers with intense hatred. Flames shone within his eyes as he rushed forward. Leaving a burnt trail behind.
The archers screamed all together as they rushed forward. Asher immediately brought his tachi forward, clashing it with the nearest archer. Immediately, he jumped, dodging a thrust. The archer who gave the thrust looked above; fear was visibly clear in his eyes as he watched Asher's blade descend on him like a sun.
'No.' The man thought as Asher killed him. Instantly, Asher dodged several attacks at once, leaving a fake image behind.
"Where is he?" One of the men said before getting stabbed in the chest by a white blade
A devilish grin covered Asher's bloodied face as he rushed towards the other archers. One of them brought forward their sword, which Asher ignored as his blade sliced his throat.
Instantly, several swords were about to thrust themselves into Asher's back. With a fast, swift motion, Asher dodged all of the blades, beheading all of them in an instant. Corpses littered the ground as Asher once again burst forward, slicing the archers into two one by one.
Flames covered him as he held another archer by his throat.
"You were about to capture me right?" Asher said before ripping that man apart with his bare hand.
Blood covered the trees, and several pieces of flesh lay around. The smell of blood corpses littered Asher's sense of smell. The graceful man had fallen to the ground, dragging himself backward.
"No, please don't please!" The man begged as Asher moved towards him. His eyes were ablaze with fury and hatred.
Suddenly, Asher's eyes widened as he burst forward rapidly, albeit in the opposite direction.
"Huh?" The man said as he saw Asher running from him. A smile covered his face as he started to laugh.
"I survived!" The man said, screaming with happiness. However, soon, his expression distorted.
'No.' The man thought as he looked at the black blade which had stabbed him. The man turned his head backward, only to see a person wearing a black cloak. Hiding his entire appearance.
"Tsk Tsk, to think he actually sensed me." The mysterious person said in a distorted voice as he brought out his bloodied blade. The white-haired man fell down on the burnt grass beneath.
His vision started to become blurry. A smile covered his face.
"I wish I could also give refusal to my death. Just like him." The white-haired man said as the mysterious person vanished. Dying alone in this ruthless world.