It was 9 a.m., and Yaxoc and Yaxocara were strolling through the city streets. The aftermath of their battles still lingered in the air, but they found some respite in their conversation.
"Who knew that glitchy variant would be so annoying," Yaxocara said, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "I even chased him around for hours."
"Right? That's a pretty shameful weakness for someone who can glitch reality itself," Yaxoc said, shaking his head. "It's hilarious how someone so powerful has such a glaring flaw. Almost feels like a bad game design."
Yaxocara laughed. "I know, right? He has such special abilities, but he's still... pathetic."
As they continued chatting, a strange tension filled the air. The morning sun, which had been shining brightly moments ago, suddenly disappeared as the sky turned dark.
"What the hell is this?" Yaxoc muttered, glancing upward. "The sky's turning dark out of nowhere?"
"This feels off," Yaxocara said, narrowing her eyes. Her instincts screamed danger.
Suddenly, a massive blast of energy came hurtling toward them. The sheer force of it tore through the ground.
"Move!" Yaxoc yelled.
Both of them dodged just in time as the explosion left a crater where they had been standing.
"That's one huge blast!" Yaxoc exclaimed, his heart racing.
"Who the hell is throwing those!?" Yaxocara shouted, trying to locate the source of the attack.
Emerging from the shadows, a figure revealed itself—a sinister presence radiating pure malice.
"Dark Yaxoc!?" Yaxoc yelled in disbelief.
"HUH!? I THOUGHT YOU DIED!" Yaxocara screamed.
Dark Yaxoc smirked cruelly, his eyes glinting with a twisted delight. "Oh, did you? That's cute. Well, I guess I'm back for revenge." He chuckled menacingly. "Time to give you brats a lesson you'll never forget."
Without hesitation, Yaxoc and Yaxocara dropped into fighting stances.
The battle began with them charging at Dark Yaxoc, attempting to overwhelm him with speed. Dark Yaxoc dodged their initial strikes with ease, countering with a swift punch that sent Yaxocara stumbling backward.
"Yaxocara, help me out here!" Yaxoc shouted as he delivered a powerful kick to Dark Yaxoc's ribs, sending him flying.
"I'm on it!" Yaxocara responded, teleporting behind Dark Yaxoc and landing a sharp kick to his back, propelling him higher into the sky.
Yaxoc unsheathed his sword, briefly turning his gaze toward the reader. "Think of this as some cartoony behavior. Don't overanalyze it." He chuckled before focusing on his attack.
"Artificial Magic: 10 Consecutive Light Slashes!"
He swung his sword rapidly, sending ten beams of light speeding toward Dark Yaxoc.
Dark Yaxoc evaded the slashes with surprising agility and retaliated by summoning his scythe.
"Chaotic Magic: Slashes of Domination!"
He swung the massive weapon, releasing a devastating arc of energy that raced toward Yaxoc.
"Holy shit!" Yaxoc exclaimed, barely managing to block the attack with his sword. The sheer force rattled his bones.
"His attacks are insane! That speed—it's gotta be above G!" Yaxoc yelled.
"ARE YOU SERIOUSLY TALKING ABOUT STATS IN THE MIDDLE OF THIS!?" Yaxocara shouted, dodging another strike. "Only one Savior could possibly reach that level, and it's definitely NOT him!"
"I'M JUST SAYING WHAT I SEE!" Yaxoc retorted as he closed the gap and unleashed a flurry of punches, catching Dark Yaxoc off guard.
Yaxoc's relentless assault culminated in a powerful blow that sent Dark Yaxoc hurtling toward the ground. Not letting up, Yaxoc dashed forward.
"Imaginary Magic: Purple Fist!" he roared, landing a devastating punch to Dark Yaxoc's face. The impact shook nearby buildings, leaving cracks in their walls.
Dark Yaxoc skidded backward, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. Yet, instead of despair, he wore a twisted smile.
"Ah... this pain... It only makes me stronger."
Dark Yaxoc's body began to glow as he gathered an immense amount of energy. The pressure in the air became almost suffocating.
"What the hell is this energy!?" Yaxoc said, his grip tightening on his sword.
"Whatever it is, we have to stop him together," Yaxocara said firmly. "No holding back."
Yaxoc glanced at her. "Was that a Dokkan Battle reference?"
"Who cares!? Let's finish this idiot!" Yaxocara shouted, her smirk returning.
Yaxoc sighed and raised his sword. "Fine, fine... ANGELIC ESSENCE!"
A radiant golden aura enveloped him, illuminating the battlefield.
"Demonic Essence!" Yaxocara cried out, her aura turning into a shadowy flame.
The two of them stood side by side, their energies blazing like fire and light.
Dark Yaxoc chuckled darkly. "Cute. But let me show you why none of that will matter."
With a deafening roar, Dark Yaxoc unleashed his full power. His hair darkened further, and his scythe grew even more menacing.
"Seriously? A bigger scythe and darker hair? THAT'S IT!?" Yaxoc yelled, exasperated.
"Maybe he thinks he's Goku Black," Yaxocara teased.
"STOP BREAKING THE FOURTH WALL AND FOCUS!"
Before Yaxoc could retort, Dark Yaxoc lunged at them, engaging Yaxoc in a fierce clash of punches. Each strike caused shockwaves that rippled through the city.
Yaxocara found her opening and attacked from the side, but Dark Yaxoc caught her wrist mid-strike.
"Pathetic. Your demonic essence is weak," Dark Yaxoc taunted, tightening his grip.
Yaxocara winced in pain but gritted her teeth. "Not weak enough to stop me from doing THIS!"
She twisted her body, freeing herself and delivering a swift kick to his side.
Yaxoc followed up by stabbing Dark Yaxoc's arm with his sword, forcing him to retreat momentarily.
"Enough of this nonsense!" Dark Yaxoc roared, raising his scythe high. "Chaos Magic: Destruction of Worlds!"
The scythe emitted a massive, glowing slash that tore through the air, heading straight for Yaxoc and Yaxocara.
"WE NEED TO DEFLECT THIS!" Yaxoc shouted.
"USE EVERYTHING WE HAVE!" Yaxocara yelled back.
Yaxoc summoned his ultimate attack. "Angelic Essence: Seraphim Blast!"
Yaxocara countered with her own. "Demonic Essence: Demonic Flow!"
The two attacks fused into a colossal orb of energy, meeting Dark Yaxoc's slash head-on. The clash sent shockwaves through the galaxy, shaking stars and planets alike.
"We need more power!" Yaxoc groaned, straining to hold his ground.
"On it!" a voice shouted from behind.
"Marcus!?" Yaxoc exclaimed as their friend appeared on the battlefield.
"NO TIME FOR EXPLANATIONS!" Marcus yelled, summoning his magic. "Ice and Fire Magic: Yin and Yan!"
A swirling blast of opposing energies joined the orb, amplifying its strength.
Dark Yaxoc struggled to contain the combined attack. "DAMN YOU ALL!"
The blast overwhelmed him, consuming him in a final explosion that rippled across the universe. Dark Yaxoc let out a deafening scream before disintegrating into nothingness.
As the dust settled, Yaxoc, Yaxocara, and Marcus stood together, their breaths heavy but victorious.
"It's over," Yaxoc said, collapsing to his knees.
"For now," Yaxocara added, looking toward the horizon.
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10 PM, in the quiet streets of the city…
Luchis strolled cautiously under the dim glow of the streetlights, the air heavy with an unsettling calm. Her steps echoed faintly as she kept her gaze low, lost in her thoughts. However, her focus snapped back when she noticed two figures up ahead—Luna and Moonlight, two prominent saviors.
Her heart sank. Great. Saviors. This could end badly… she thought, subtly veering toward a side path. But before she could escape unnoticed, Moonlight suddenly appeared in her path with a speed that startled her.
"Well, well," Moonlight said coldly, her sharp eyes narrowing as she towered over Luchis. "What's a weirdo like you doing out here at this hour? You're not with Lucius's gang, are you?"
Luchis stumbled backward, hands raised defensively. "N-No, ma'am. I'm not with them..." she stammered, her voice shaking slightly.
Moonlight's piercing glare didn't falter. "Then who are you? You smell like trouble."
Before Luchis could answer, Luna walked over, her gentle demeanor contrasting with Moonlight's intensity. She placed a reassuring hand on Moonlight's shoulder. "Moonlight, maybe we should leave her alone," Luna said softly. "She doesn't seem like a threat."
Moonlight shot Luna a sharp glare, silencing her momentarily before turning back to Luchis. "Don't test me, Luna," she warned. Her focus then shifted back to Luchis, her voice colder. "I asked you a question. Answer me."
Taking a deep breath, Luchis steadied herself. "I'm Luchis," she said, her voice more composed this time.
Moonlight tilted her head slightly. "Luchis, huh? Are you the new hunter everyone's been whispering about?"
Luchis hesitated, then shook her head. "I was. But not anymore," she said, her voice tinged with bitterness. "I retired recently. This job—risking my life for something so small—it's not worth it."
Both Moonlight and Luna exchanged puzzled glances.
"You retired?" Luna asked, her tone laced with curiosity.
"That's rare," Moonlight added, her expression softening just slightly. "But also... surprisingly smart."
Luchis nodded. "I couldn't keep going. I've lost too much already."
Before the conversation could continue, a sharp sound cut through the air. On instinct, Luchis leapt backward just in time to dodge a sudden attack—a dagger stabbing the spot where she had just stood.
Moonlight's and Luna's eyes snapped to the attacker, a man with a sinister smirk and wild energy emanating from his body.
"Yurgion," Moonlight growled, immediately recognizing him.
Yurgion sneered. "You're fast, Luchis. But you won't keep dodging forever."
Without hesitation, Moonlight charged at him with feline agility, pinning him to the ground with a single, swift movement. Her knee pressed into his chest, and her claws dug slightly into his wrist, making him drop his dagger.
"Gotcha," she said, her voice icy.
Yurgion squirmed under her grip, groaning. "Damn it… so strong for a catgirl…"
While Moonlight kept him restrained, Luchis backed away, fear overtaking her. She glanced once more at Luna and Moonlight before bolting from the scene, disappearing into the shadows.
"Moonlight…" Luna's soft voice broke the silence. "She's gone."
Moonlight didn't look up. Her focus remained on Yurgion, her grip tightening slightly. "Who cares? I'll deal with this guy—"
Before she could finish her sentence, Yurgion vanished in a flash of dark energy, slipping from her grasp.
"Hmph. Teleportation," Moonlight muttered, clearly annoyed.
Luna looked around cautiously, her senses on high alert. "I don't sense any energy nearby. He's gone for now."
Moonlight stood up, brushing herself off. "Tch. Coward." She glanced at Luna. "Let's go. There's nothing left to do here."
Without another word, the two saviors disappeared into the night, their figures fading into the shadows.
Meanwhile, a distance away…
Xavy watched the entire scene unfold from atop a nearby building, a sly grin tugging at the corner of his lips. He leaned casually against the railing, the faint breeze ruffling his hair.
"Well," he said, turning to face the reader directly, "that's a wrap for Act 3, folks." He shrugged nonchalantly, his tone dripping with apathy. "Soon enough, the almighty creator will drop Act 4 with all sorts of shiny new stuff."
He smirked, waving dismissively. "Not that I care, of course. But, hey, you might. Anyway, I should get going. Take care, or whatever."
With a snap of his fingers, Xavy vanished into the night, leaving the reader with nothing but the lingering anticipation of what's to come.