Dawn.
As the sun rose, illuminating the once dark world, a scene of pure carnage was revealed.
Thousands of corpses littered the ground, decapitated heads and torn off limbs were scattered everywhere, and with blood continuing to pour out, the once lush land was slowly being dyed in a dark crimson color.
And in the middle of this massacre, a man stood.
The man wore full plate armor, dyed with the same color as the blood of his victims, and on his hand was a crimson spear, radiating an incredibly powerful and ominous aura.
And as streams of blood continued to drip from the tip of the man's spear, he turned his head to the east, and gazed in wonder as the sun slowly rose.
A new day has finally begun, and with it, a new battle to be fought.
The man's eyes lingered on the sunrise for a little while, before finally turning his head away, and finally took the time to observe the outcome of the massacre that he committed.
As the man watched the disassembled bodies of the once proud members of the Church of Chaos, a grin slowly found its way on his face.
But after a few seconds, the grin on the man's face was completely wiped away.
The man could feel it....
The temperature.....
It was continuously rising and dropping at very fast rate....
The ground.....
It started to quake, throwing bits and pieces of corpses into the air.....
And all the colors that dyed the world.....
They were disappearing.....
The man watched all of this happen with uncharacteristically serious eyes....
The man raised head and watched the now colorless sky distort, as a portal slowly opened.....
"HERETIC──!"
A deep and booming voice was heard, as a gigantic dragon, with black and gray scales, slowly made its way though the portal.
"Apostle of Chaos...."
The man muttered to himself, as he tightened his grip on his spear.
The dragon, with furious eyes, looked down upon the person that killed all of his fellow followers, while the man too, glared furiously in return.
Wisps of crimson light started to move behind the mans back, slowly forming themselves into a pair of wings....
And after that.....
BOOM──!
BOOM──!
Explosions were heard as two powerful beings charged towards each other.
The man raised the tip of his spear, and aimed it directly at the dragon's head!
When the dragon saw and noticed the powerful aura the man's spear was emitting, it decided to open its mouth and started gathering [Mana].
The dragon glared at the man as he charged, and when it finally gathered enough mana that it needed.....
[Dragon Breath] was unlesshed.
Flames of light and darkness flew out of the dragon's mouth, heading straight towards the man.
The man saw the chaos imbued flames heading towards him, stopped his charge, and instantly flew to the side, narrowly dodging the dragon's attack.
BOOM──!
BOOM──!
BOOM──!
Explosions were heard once more, as the chaos imbued flames made direct contact with the ground.
The man looked back, and watched in shock as he observed the damage those flames caused.....
There was literally nothing left of the land he stood on previously....
"Absolute Nothingness...."
The man muttered as he raised his head once more and saw that the dragon was preparing for another [Dragon Breath].
The man started gathering [Mana] of his own, and used it to enhance his wings, making them bigger and far stronger than before....
The dragon watched the man's actions with a condescending look on its eyes and with a deep voice, it shouted.
"USELESS──!"
The dragon then shot his breath once more.
As the enormous pillar of flames shot out of the dragon's mouth, the man chanted a spell....
"[Blink]."
Space warped around the man, as he now found himself right next to the dragon's eye.
The dragon's eyes widened in shock, for the man that was just below him a while ago was now hovering right next to it.
And without missing a single beat, the man directly thrusted his spear, right into the dragon's eye.
"ACK──! AHHHHH──!"
The dragon screamed in pain, as it felt like a thousand suns were exploding inside its eye. It could also feel its own soul, slowly being burned by the flames of the man's spear.
That's when the dragon finally realized what the weapon on the man's hands was....
Soul Reaver.
A weapon that had the power to seal and consume the souls of its victims and empowers its user.
Also giving the user the ability to detonate all the souls within the weapon, annihilating everything around it....
"Damn it──! You Heritic──!"
The dragon screamed furiously, as it hastily gathered [Mana] once more, distorted space, and hurriedly teleported itself right at the edge of the planet's atmosphere.
The dragon's head constantly twitched, as the burning pain in its eye still remained, damaging its soul.
"The Soul Reaver..... It should have been locked up in The City of Blight.... How did a human get his hands on it....?"
The dragon muttered to itself, as it gathered [Mana] onto its eye, lessening the pain it was feeling, making it lower its head in relief....
However, that moment of relief wouldn't last, because the dragon saw something that brought chills to its spine....
From a distance away, the dragon could see a crimson streak of flames, heading straight towards its location....
And so, with a panicked look on its eyes, it gathered large amounts of mana, and teleported itself once more in the middle of the cold void of space....
The dragon scanned its surroundings, it watched the stars glistening beautifully, it watched the sun shining as brightly as ever, and it also watched the crimson streak of flames, coming towards it.....
"You.... Heretic....."
The dragon growled as it gathered whatever [Mana] it had left on its body, coated its entire body with it, and charged towards the heretic.
And with its [Mana] imbued voice, it shouted,
"FINE──! IF YOU'RE SO DESPERATE TO DIE, I'LL GLADLY GRANT THAT WISH FOR YOU──!"
James, The Heretic, The Immortal Warrior, heard what the dragon said, imbued [Mana] to his voice, and shouted in response,
"THEN COME, DRAGON──! LET US SEE IF THAT HIDE OF YOURS CAN WITHSTAND THE TIP OF MY SPEAR──!"