Purple lightning severed the sky, and the cosmic god curled his lips upward. His overwhelming might bending the reality surrounding him.
Suddenly, he vanished. Asher's pupils contracted, twisting his torso in a fraction of a second. A gash manifested itself on his waist. Blood started to flow from it, levitating in the air as time felt slow.
'Holy cra-' Before he could finish his thought, he felt a sudden urge of danger. His eyebrows widened as a black blade manifested itself in front of him.
Suddenly, a grin appeared on Asher's face. A white-golden hue suddenly illuminated the world. A nervous expression on the Cosmic God's face as a golden hue fell on it.
"You said to ENJOY! THEN LET'S ENJOY!" Asher screamed as the winds intensified. Bits of rocks and mud flew in the air; the seated gods suddenly had a solemn expression.
Asher, with a grin, kicked the Cosmic God, sending him back to the ground. Blood flowed from his nose as Asher raised one of his hands.
"Fall."
A wind suddenly circled the world, a tinge of flame slowly convulsing itself within. The Gods stood up immediately. Their furrows burrowed as their hair waved intensely, brushing against the wind.
Asher let out a maniacal laugh with widened, bloodshot eyes.
"Seven Suns, Seven Gods. The Spear of the Grand Order." Asher screamed at the top of his lungs. The winds instantly transformed into a line of white-golden flames, like a river covering the world.
Instantly, seven suns appeared in the sky. The world lost its original hue, replaced by the hue of the seven suns and the golden-white flames.
"Astraeus!" Instantly, all gods turned into a flash of light, appearing beside the cosmic god.
One of the gods gritted his teeth as silver lightning cracked aside him. His eyes emitted killing intent like oceans.
"Come, come. COME ALL OF YOU!" Asher screamed as the seven suns started to advance towards the world.
The cosmic god raised his bloody hand before all the gods could fight Asher.
"He's being taken under control." The cosmic diety said, his wounds healing almost instantly. The other gods stood there, stunned briefly. He let out a small chuckle, wiping the blood from his face.
Asher stood there, his golden hair waving as the flames circled him. As if worshipping their god.
The Cosmic diety let out a small chuckle, raising his hand towards Asher. He said in a whisper that echoed through the world.
"Cosmic Fall: Abyssal Massacre."
The world immediately lost its golden hue, replaced by an entirely black due. Suddenly, Asher's pupils contracted. His form broke off into shards as the flames disappeared.
'What?'
A tremendous dragon slithered around the world, its roars echoing to corners of the Universe. The Dragon burst forward, opening its jaw like a behemoth.
'It ate it just like that...' Asher thought as fear convulsed within him.
The Dragon had eaten the seven suns alike. A black hole lay in its mouth, absorbing the leftovers, if any at all.
Instantly, the world felt blurry for Asher. Fatigue, hunger, and thirst all came crashing on him at once, overwhelming him under their combined clash.
The Dragon stared at the world with its cosmic eyes, just like its skin.
'Wha...' Before Asher could complete his thought, he lost consciousness.
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'What happened?' Asher thought, ruffling with his hair as he stood up groggily. A dull ache severed his forehead, making him even more dizzy.
As he rubbed his eyes, he slowly got welcomed by his surroundings.
'Holy what?' Asher thought as he looked ahead. An unfathomably large army stood on one side; seven men stood ahead of it, and each of them wore silver armour that shone in the sunlight.
The ground beneath them had a bloody hue, just like in the blood forest. Except there were no trees. The land was barren, even a desert at that.
The sky was also crimson with a blood sun in the centre; clouds surrounded it with the blood sun sitting on it as if it was its throne.
'This is surely familiar.' Asher thought as he stepped ahead. He was on a hill at the moment, albeit a small one.
The army was kind of mysterious; each man in it had a different appearance. If one wore black armour covering him from head to toe. Then the other wore a white one with different designs.
An oppressive aura suddenly crashed into the world, and bits of mud and rock flew as that happened.
'Yeah, and let's see who's fighting this arm- Holy what?'
As Asher turned his head across the field, the continuation of his thoughts changed. On the other side of the battlefield was a man.
A man, all alone.
The man had short, raven-black hair. He wore a black Assassin's cloth, albeit his head was exposed. His eyes were crystal blue, and his face was pale, smooth even. Looking like someone who has never touched a sword in his life.
Black metallic strips covered his clothes, extending into intricate patterns. White sparkles were present within the strips as if stars were shining through the void.
"Is that, the cosmic god of what in the oblivion?" Asher muttered under his cold breath. Suddenly, his eyes widened as an amused voice entered his ears beside him.
"Cosmic God of what did you say?"