He continued to fight without breaks.
'Will you stop already!?
'Give me a break!'
The voice of the Angel echoed through the skies, reverberating off the shattered landscape.
'It's not like you can defeat me! Stop pestering me!'
No matter how many times it crushed the human, he rose again.
And again.
"Why should I stop?"
The red-eyed human walked towards the countless pillars scattered across the battlefield. His naked feet left deep, bloody marks on the cracked land.
His long hair reached the ground.
His body was covered in scars. The injuries left by Void repeatedly ended up becoming permanent, not healing even with the revival.
'Just stop! I'm sick of you already!'
'Give me the Sacred Treasure and I'll leave. Why do you even keep fighting? Your world is gone!'
Needless to say, Neo had no intention of following its request.
The 'him' in the fourth vision of the Sphinx had given up.
