"I don't even know what's going on so why are you attacking me?!" Nur shouted, trying to keep his voice steady, but his heart was racing. "I'm just trying to survive."
The stranger took a step closer, his eyes narrowing as he studied Nur. "Survive?" The word was spat with disdain. "You're an outsider. You're a threat to this place."
"I didn't ask for this!"
"What did i even do to deserved this!?" Nur voice cracked.
The stranger stepped forward, his hand now unsheathing his sword from his waist. "You look like him," he said, as if speaking to himself. "You smell like him." His voice turned cold, full of conviction. "And you carry the same dark power."
Nur's eyes widened. "What are you talking about? I have no dark power. I'm just a—"
"You are not fooling me," the stranger snapped. "I have seen the devastation you've caused to this world."
"I don't know what are you talking about, but you've got the wrong person!" Nur shook his head, panic creeping into his chest. "I'm not who you think I am! I—"
The stranger eyes flashed with recognition, and before Nur could react, the man lunged forward with deadly speed. Nur barely managed to raise his arms to block, but the warrior's sword sliced through the air with a precision that nearly severed his arm.
The force of the blow sent him stumbling backward, pain exploding in his side. He fell to the ground, gasping for air, his heart racing. Blood trickled down his arm, and he scrambled to his feet, panic and fear taking hold of him.
"I don't know who you think I am," Nur panted, "but I'm not who you're looking for! I'm just... just a normal guy! I don't want to hurt anyone!"
"I have to survive. I have to fight back." Nur whisper to himself while trying to control his unknown dark power earlier to saved his ass.
But the stranger face remained impassive. "I've been hunting you for almost a year now" he growled. "The one who terrorized the whole continent of Elisa. The one who has destroyed entire realms, who has brought nothing but chaos and darkness."
The words hit Nur like a slap in the face. "What? No! I'm not the person you think I am!" He stumbled backward, his mind reeling. "I'm not him! I don't even know how I ended up here!"
The stranger did not listen. With a roar, he swung his sword again, and this time, Nur barely had time to react. He dodged, but the blade scraped his side, cutting deep into his skin.
"Stop!" Nur screamed, his voice cracking with desperation. "I'm not him! I don't know who this other Nur is, but I'm not him! Please!"
But the stranger rage only deepened. "You think just by changing your hair color would trick me. Just accept your death."
The stranger pressed the attack, and Nur, exhausted and terrified, could barely keep up. He ducked under another strike, narrowly avoiding the sword's deadly edge. His heart was pounding, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The pain in his side was growing worse, but the real fear, the real terror, was the fear that he wouldn't survive this.
Just as the stranger raised his sword for a final, killing blow, something in Nur's chest—something deep inside—shifted. Suddenly, a black color sword appeared in Nur hand—helping him blocked the heavy slash from the stranger.
The stranger froze for just a moment, a flicker of confusion crossing his face. "No… impossible. You…" the stranger gasped, eyes wide with disbelief. "You are not him. You are not the one. He only has one ability and that is controlling the blue flame, and when i saw you used the blue flame..it didn't accept you as it's owner."
"I've told you, you got the wrong guy!" Nur wiped the blood from his cheek, his heart still racing.
"I am sorry for the misunderstanding." The stranger used a magic power to healed all the scratches from the earlier fight. The stranger offered Nur a hand. Nur took his hand "thanks..so can you explain who is this other Nur and why is he bad?"
The stranger looked at him for a moment, his face serious and unreadable, before he finally spoke again, his voice quieter this time. "The one I'm looking for... has caused more destruction than you can imagine. He carries the same power you seem to have... a power that can control the blue flame, the hottest type of flame that can tear apart worlds."
"But you said earlier that the blue flame didn't accept me as it's owner?" Nur look at the stranger face in confusion.
Nur was about to ask more, but before he could, the stranger spoke again—this time in a way that made Nur's heart skip.
"My name is Arima," the warrior said slowly, as if testing the words on his tongue. "And I know this must sound strange... but it's the same name as your best friend in your original universe. This might be a little complicated for you but i make it easy for you to understand about this universe thing."