Then something felt wrong—her hand felt lighter, weaker. She looked down and her eyes widened in horror. The hand she had thrust into Arecus was gone, as if it had melted the moment it got in contact with his blood.
"What the... I can't regenerate this. What the hell is flowing through this guy's body?"
Before she could process the shock, Arecus struck her with a devastating punch, sending her flying backward from the impact. She scrambled to her feet, regenerating most of her body instantly—except her missing hand.
Breathing heavily, Naur watched as Arecus slowly advanced again, his wounds now completely healed, as if they'd never existed. His eye, his arm, his foot and the hole in his chest—everything was back to normal, if not better.
"What is going on...?" Naur's mind raced, dread filling her. She stared at Arecus, now fully restored.
"I get it now," she muttered, piecing it together. "The moment he pierced me, and got in contact with my blood, it healed his whole body, but when I touched him, it was the opposite. Did he know this all along? No it was something done by him purely instinctively…. This bastard is something else."
Arecus kept walking toward her, that dark smile still fixed on his face.
Naur's eyes were fixed on Arecus, but something strange happened. Arecus started trembling violently, his muscles locking up.
"Clotting!? Now? Damn it!" Arecus cursed before collapsing to the ground, his body finally succumbing to the immense strain.
Naur paused for a moment, then began walking toward his fallen form, her grin widening. "Yeah, that makes sense. No wonder your body can't endure all this... You should've died from a heart attack. I was surprised you even lasted this long."
She stood over him, looking down with a mocking smile. "That's more like it. This is only natural." With a cruel laugh, she smashed her foot onto his head, then kicked his limp body. With each impact, Arecus's form rolled across the ground, helpless. Naur's laughter grew louder, more vicious, as she stomped on his skull again and again, sending blood splattering.
As she stood over Arecus's motionless body, drenched in blood, her eyes gleamed with satisfaction. Vance, watching the brutal scene unfold, was frozen in terror. Naur's female form eerily resembled Iry, and the sight was more than he could handle.
If this keeps going, Jace will die for sure…
With panic rising inside him, his gaze shifted to his hand, where he saw the knife he had grabbed.
Naur, meanwhile, looked down at Arecus one last time, her face twisting with sadistic glee. "Now, it's time to end you."
But just as she raised her hand to deliver the finishing blow, a flash of silver sliced through the air—her face was cut in half, splitting open with a clean strike. Naur reeled back in shock, clutching her face.
That day, the hero with a stick became the hero with a knife.
"What the... who just hit me!?" she shouted, her face beginning to heal instantly. Her eyes darted around the area until they settled on Vance, standing a few feet away, gripping the bloodied knife.
"It was this guy? I completely forgot about him," she snarled, narrowing her eyes. "But it doesn't matter. I'll kill both of you here and now."
With a sneer, Naur lunged at Vance, ready to kill him with one powerful strike. But before her fist could connect, her right arm was severed, flying off from her body.
"What the... I can't heal this one either!" Naur gasped, staring in disbelief at her detached limb.
She looked besides her and Arecus stood tall, gripping his sword in one hand, his cold, glowing eyes fixed on Naur. His face was emotionless.
Arecus had risen again. The few drops of Naur's blood that had fallen on him when Vance cut her had triggered his regeneration.
Before Naur could even react, Arecus appeared in front of her in a blur. In one clean motion, his sword sliced through her arms, then her legs. The cuts were so precise that she didn't feel the pain at first--just the horrifying realization as her limbs fell away from her body.
He delivered a devastating kick to her torso, sending her flying backward.
As she tumbled through the air, Naur's thoughts scrambled. "I can't heal.. what the heck is that sword?"
The sword was actually of Arecus that's why it was fused with Amberion's blood
Arecus locked his eyes on the rising shadow, and from the debris emerged Naur, her form twisted and transformed once again. This time, her body was split horizontally, a grotesque blend of male and female, but her entire skin had turned a dull grey. Thick veins pulsed across her form, and her arms and legs had somehow reattached. Her eyes glowed a fierce orange as she staggered forward.
"I wasn't able to heal the parts you cut off," she growled, her voice laced with pain. "I had to recreate them... and attach them back to my body. It hurts like hell."
Her dark eyes darted into Arecus, but he was already calculating.
"So, she can't heal when I cut her with this sword," Arecus realized, gripping the weapon tighter as his glowing gaze stayed fixed on her.
I will just go for her head then.
In an instant, Arecus appeared behind Naur, his sword raised to strike. As he swung for the kill, a new face grew behind her head, eyes locking onto him.
"I see you," she hissed.
Arecus swung, but just before the blade could sever her head, a vine shot out from her back, narrowly deflecting the strike. The sword missed by mere centimetres, and before he could react, the vine coiled around him and sent him flying backward.
"Damn it! Why the hell did you hesitate...?" Arecus thought, clenching his teeth in frustration as he steadied himself. If it was her, she wouldn't have even thought twice... I could have cut her head right at that moment.
That face looked a lot like Iry.
Naur's eyes narrowed as she raised her hand, feeling the pulse of nature beneath her fingertips. "He's nothing compared to me," she muttered. The earth answered her call, grass and flowers bloomed wildly around her. From the ground, dark, grotesque creatures began to emerge, each more twisted than the last. They snarled and roared, eyes locked on Arecus, their bodies filled with primal rage as they charged forward.
In her palm, Naur held a small, buzzing insect, its wings humming softly. She grinned darkly. "One sting from this, and all his consciousness is gone. He won't even know what hit him."
Arecus stood still, his muscles tensed, prepared for battle. He watched the horde, unflinching, as the tiny insect flew unnoticed. It landed silently on his neck, stinging him. His body froze for a moment, his grip on his sword loosening. The weapon clattered to the ground, his fingers twitching slightly.
Naur's grin widened as she watched. "Yes, he's been stung. It's over," she whispered to herself, triumph shining in her eyes. "Now, these creatures will devour him alive."
But as one beast lunged, jaws wide, there was a sudden flash of movement. Its body split cleanly in two, its lifeless halves hitting the ground with a sickening thud.
"WHAT THE FUCK!!?" Naur's voice faltered. The grin disappeared from her face, replaced by disbelief. Arecus's lips curved into a slow, menacing smile. Before Naur could even blink, every creature around Arecus was torn apart in an instant. Their bodies collapsed, blood and limbs flinging around fallen leaves.
"What the hell is happening? He should be unconscious, weak… but instead, he's faster, stronger…" Naur's eyes widened as the realization dawned on her. "No, he is unconscious... He's fighting purely on instincts… nothing about this bastard is natural, damn it!"
Naur stood frozen, eyes wide with disbelief as Arecus tore through the monstrous creatures. Each beast that dared approach him was ripped apart in an instant, their bodies scattering across the battlefield like broken toys.
A severed head of one of the creatures flew through the air, spinning before landing near Naur's feet with a sickening thud.
Naur looked at Arecus "Yo… you need to wake up," Naur muttered, her voice barely a whisper
Three of the beasts lunged at Arecus, their claws sinking deep into his flesh. One of them clamped its jaws onto his shoulder, but Arecus didn't hesitate. He bit back into the creature, sinking his teeth into its neck. As its blood filled his mouth, something inside him stirred.
With a brutal surge of strength, Arecus shattered the beasts in a spray of blood. Their remains scattered across the battlefield, a rain of red staining the ground. The blood he swallowed began to heal him, knitting his torn flesh together. His broken arm regenerated, and slowly, his eyes regained focus, consciousness returning.
Naur, watching from a distance, felt a flicker of relief. "He's regaining his senses…"
"I am NOT going to lose, NO MATTER WHAT….. "while saying this, Naur used his ultimate power orange light glowed thru her eyes and mouth
The ground quaked beneath her, splitting open as colossal vines as thick as tree trunks erupted from the earth, their movements violent and merciless. They shot out in every direction, tearing through buildings as if they were paper, smashing anything in their path.
The sky, once clear, turned a sickly shade of red as flames engulfed the horizon, casting an eerie glow over the destruction. In every direction, twisted, nightmarish creatures poured from Naur's body, their monstrous forms snarling and clawing at the burning world around them.
Naur stood at the epicenter of the destruction, her orange, glowing eyes locked on Arecus. She smirked, her veins pulsing with power, feeling untouchable amidst the hell she had created. "I will end you once and for all," she shouted, her voice laced with venom.
The creatures and flames swept across the city like a tidal wave of death. Everywhere, people were screaming, running for their lives, but there was no escape. The monstrous creatures, twisted and grotesque, tore through the streets, their jagged claws ripping through flesh. Buildings crumbled as the vines coiled around them, their immense strength snapping stone and steel like brittle twigs.
People tried to flee, but the fires were relentless, burning their clothes, their skin, and their very souls. Screams of agony filled the air, mixing with the guttural roars of Naur's beasts.
Families clung to each other as the monsters closed in. One beast—a hulking, insect-like creature with razor-sharp mandibles—pounced on a group, its jaws snapping shut around a father who had thrown himself in front of his children. Blood sprayed across the cobblestone, and the children's screams were drowned by the crackling of the fire.
Elsewhere, a woman tried to hide in the shadow of a burning car, her heart pounding in her chest. But a vine, slithering like a snake, wrapped itself around her ankle. She cried out, clawing at the pavement, but the vine yanked her into the air and slammed her into the ground, over and over again, until her body was limp and lifeless.
High above, the sky was a deep, unnatural red, the sun seemed blotted out by thick clouds of smoke. As the flames spread, the city seemed to scream and tremble under the weight of the destruction. Explosions echoed from distant gas lines, sending fireballs roaring into the sky. Every corner, every street was chaos—people running, dying, or frozen in shock, unable to comprehend the horror that had descended upon them.
Naur watched it all from the eye of the storm as the fires reflected in her glowing orange eyes. The vines danced in the flames. Her creatures continued their rampage, murdering indiscriminately, their hunger insatiable.
This was her world now—a burning hellscape, bathed in the blood of innocents. And in the center of it all, she stood like a twisted god, her power unmatched, her wrath unending.
Arecus stood atop a massive vine, his balance unwavering despite the chaotic battle unfolding around him. His sword gleamed in the crimson light of the burning city as he clashed with Naur, their power shaking the ground beneath them. Vines lashed out toward him like serpents, but Arecus dodged them with fluid precision, slicing through the branches as they came close, his movements sharp and relentless.
Meanwhile, Vance stood watching the nightmare unfold before his eyes. His body trembled as the horrifying scene played out around him—people screaming, buildings crumbling into flames, and creatures tearing through everything in sight. The suffocating smoke hung in the air, stinging his eyes as he struggled to comprehend the level of destruction before him.
In the distance, he could see Arecus battling Naur, their fierce struggle unfolding atop the twisting tower of plants. Every clash of their power sent tremors through the ground, the shockwaves rippling outwards, causing cracks to form in the earth. Vance's heart pounded as he watched Arecus fight, the chaos seeming insurmountable.
The creatures roaming the streets were unlike anything Vance had ever seen, their forms barely human, and their monstrous roars sending chills down his spine. They tore through the city like a pack of wild animals.
Vance looked at Arecus and shouted, "We need to take this thing away from here! People are dying!"
Arecus shouted back, "Let them die!"
"What are you saying… Are you serious?" Vance's voice trembled, disbelief and shock written all over his face.
Arecus halted mid-fight, landing near Vance. His cold, dark eyes locked onto him. "Go ahead, take this wherever you want," Arecus said, standing motionless, staring him down.
"What's wrong? Why don't you take this somewhere safe for the others?" Arecus's voice cut through the chaos.
Vance stood frozen, unable to respond. His heart pounded in his chest, mind reeling as he struggled to comprehend what he was hearing.
Arecus leaned in closer, his gaze piercing. "It's only you trying to play the hero here."
Vance stammered, words failing him, his pulse racing in a mix of fear and confusion.
Arecus's eyes didn't waver, his face an unreadable mask of darkness. "I'm fighting for you. Let me."
Without waiting for a response, Arecus turned back to the battlefield. In a blur of swift, lethal movements, he re-engaged in combat with Naur, the massive figure towering ominously above them both.
Vance watched Jace "What is he doing? … No, I have to help him take this creature down… this is not Iry" But something in Jace's eyes stopped him. He could see the focus, the calculated strength.
"He knows what he's doing… If I jump in, I'll only slow him down. I need to help some other way," Vance thought.
His eyes scanned the battlefield and caught something—a vine connected to Naur's feet, trailing upward to the top of a nearby building. At its peak he noticed something massive—red and barely visible in the distance.
Without hesitation, Vance sprinted toward the building, weaving through the destruction and dodging the chaos Naur had unleashed. Flames licked the walls as he burst inside. The building was burning, collapsing around him, but Vance pushed through, climbing toward the rooftop.
Finally, he reached the top, only to be met with the unnaturally huge glowing red flower. A thick, yellow, sticky liquid oozed from its center, and the vine connecting Naur to the flower pulsed.
"Maybe he Is using this to get energy or some other thing…. but I know one thing for sure, it must be taken out" Vance reached out, but instantly recoiled. "Ah! Hot! It's too hot!" His hands burned from the touch.
Desperate, he grabbed a shattered piece of glass from the wreckage around him. Instead of trying to cut the flower, he severed the vine connecting Naur to it. The moment he did, the ground beneath him trembled violently, a massive earthquake shaking the building.
The structure began to collapse. Vance lost his footing and fell into the flower, the scalding yellow liquid covering his entire body. The pain was excruciating at first, like fire burning through his skin. But as the building crumbled, something strange happened. The pain faded.
Vance fell from the building and hit the ground hard—bones shattered, legs broken from the impact. But within moments, his body began to regenerate, the injuries healing rapidly. He looked at himself, stunned. "What just happened?" he whispered in disbelief, still coated in the glowing liquid.
As Vance struggled to comprehend what had just happened to him, his mind racing from the bizarre regeneration of his injuries, he suddenly saw a beast charging straight at him. His body froze; he couldn't react in time. The beast's claws slashed through the air, and in an instant, Vance's arm was severed.
Pain surged through him, but before he could even process the loss, a new arm grew back in its place within seconds. Horror washed over him as the beast lunged again, knocking him to the ground. Vance tried desperately to punch and kick the creature off, but his blows barely fazed it. The beast opened its massive jaws, sinking its teeth into his flesh, tearing and gnawing at his body, but his flesh kept regenerating—growing back even as it was being devoured.
Vance screamed in agony, feeling every shred of pain as the monster consumed him, but he was helpless to stop it. The nightmare seemed endless. Just as his hope was fading, Arecus noticed his plight. In a blur of movement, Arecus rushed over, his sword gleaming as he sliced the beast clean in half, its lifeless body collapsing beside Vance.
Breathing heavily, Vance looked up at Jace, still shaking from the terror of the attack, his mind barely processing the nightmare he had just survived.
But Arecus wasted no time and rejoined his battle with Naur.
They both were fighting and Naur was losing a lot of energy.
Naur called back all the beasts, vines, and chaos that had torn through the city. The black smoke in the sky began to dissipate, revealing the bright blue above once more. The fires that had raged across the land vanished, leaving only the ruins of destroyed skyscrapers and scorched earth in their wake. Naur stood amidst the devastation, now back in his original form—a man with piercing green eyes.
Naur locked eyes with Arecus. Clasping his hands together, a massive tree behind him began to stir. It was unlike anything Jace or Vance had ever seen-a colossal tree with glowing yellow fruits.
"I just need this to distract him long enough...so I can regain my strength," Naur thought, watching as the tree rushed towards Arecus. But Arecus barely spared it a glance, charging straight for Naur instead.
"Fuck." Naur shouted, annoyed watching Arecus closing in. Arecus swung his sword, aiming for Naur's head. In a frantic move, Naur ducked and grabbed Arecus's sword-wielding hand. But before he could react further, Arecus slammed his other fist into Naur's face, sending him crashing to the ground.
Desperate, Naur made the tree to target Vance instead. It shot toward Vance at a terrifying speed. It worked-Arecus immediately shifted his focus, rushing to protect him.
Naur, feeling the brief reprieve, let out a shaky breath, lying in the grass as it slowly surrounded him.
Arecus grabbed Vance and swiftly carried him to a distant, safer spot, away from the monstrous tree. Setting him down, Arecus turned his gaze back to the enormous, living tree. Its glowing fruits and massive branches towered ominously.
"So... how do I defeat this thing?" he muttered to himself, gripping his sword tightly.
He charged toward the trunk and slashed at it with his blade, but the impact wasn't major, Arecus drew back and delivered a powerful punch to the tree, causing it to tremble and shift slightly backward.
The tree retaliated, swinging one of its colossal branches toward him. But Arecus was quicker, leaping onto the branch, using it as a platform to climb higher. The tree groaned and shifted as he ascended, but he was able to maintain his balance.
Arecus leaped into the air, freeing his foot from the spike below, wincing as he muttered, "Ah man, I hate these for sure." Mid-flight, he watched the massive tree beneath him, trying to assess his next move. But before he could react, towering branches shot up around him on both sides.
Suddenly, horizontal spikes emerged from the branches, piercing into his body from all sides. Arecus let out a pained grunt as the spikes dug into his arms, legs, and torso as he got hanged mid-air.
Arecus hung suspended, blood dripping from his wounds, too exhausted to fight back at first. He attempted to free himself from the spikes but failed. His strength was slipping, his vision blurred as his blood soaked the ground below.
A branch lowered in front of him, carrying one of the strange glowing fruits. The branch nudged the fruit toward his mouth.
"What... what is this?" he wondered, confused. Arecus bit into the fruit. Instantly, a surge of energy coursed through his body. His strength returned in an overwhelming wave, healing his wounds almost immediately. With a burst of power, he shattered the spikes holding him, freeing himself from the tree's deadly grasp.
Anger surged inside him, hotter than before. "This bastard and his stupid tricks," Arecus growled through clenched teeth. He clenched his fist and delivered a crushing blow to the tree's massive trunk. The impact was so powerful that the tree split in half, its once formidable presence now shattered.
He grabbed few fruits of the tree
Arecus growled in frustration, scanning for Naur. His eyes locked on a flower bed in the middle of the playground. Without hesitation, he rushed toward it, plunged his hand into the earth, and yanked Naur out by the leg, hurling him across the field.
Naur mid-air "Damn it… I wasn't done,"
He flipped, landing on his feet & locked his eyes on Arecus.
I need at least 15 more minutes.
Naur summoned 2 more creatures— spider-lion hybrids that charged toward Arecus with terrifying speed and Naur joined them too.
Arecus fought off the beasts alone, his movements precise and deadly. He punched one creature, sent another flying with a vicious kick, and then exchanged blows with Naur, their fists colliding with a thunderous crack. The impact shook the ground.
The beasts regrouped and tried to lunge at Arecus once more, but this time he grabbed his sword, slicing both creatures in one swift motion.
As he turned back to Naur, a punch was already coming his way. Naur's fist connected hard with Arecus's face, sending him flying. His sword slipped from his grip, clattering to the ground as Arecus crashed into the dirt, momentarily dazed.
"Motherfucker… I will fucking end you with my bare hands!" Arecus roared, charging toward Naur with unrelenting fury.
He swung his fist, but Naur caught it, smirking. Arecus immediately followed with his other fist, only for Naur to grab that one too. With a wicked grin, Naur's body sprouted more arms, each one locking onto Arecus, pinning him in place.
Arecus struggled against the crushing grip, his eyes burning with rage. Naur, with his twisted smirk, loomed over him. "You're nothing, Arecus," Naur taunted, squeezing tighter as more arms continued to grow and restrain Arecus, slowly crushing him.
Arecus was held tightly by Naur's many arms, immobilized as a massive tree charged toward him. He glanced sideways just in time to see the tree about to strike, but suddenly, a rock hit it.
"Come here, dammit!" Vance shouted, throwing the stone. The tree growled and shifted its attention, charging toward Vance. He ran fast, trying to evade it, panting heavily, and eventually hid in the ruins of a nearby building.
Breathing heavily, Vance spotted a fire axe [trust me chopping down trees was his usual task]. Meanwhile, Arecus struggled in Naur's grasp, trying to summon all his strength. With a furious roar, he ripped Naur's arms apart and delivered a powerful punch to Naur's face. Naur retaliated with a kick to Arecus's torso, sending him back a few steps.
Without hesitating, Arecus charged forward again, determined to finish the fight. But instead of regenerating his arms, Naur used his energy to form a sharp, glowing red vine. In a swift, merciless motion, the vine slashed toward Arecus, cutting him vertically in half. His split body flew apart, tumbling across the dirt.
Naur smirked, instantly regrowing his arms, and turned to face Vance, who was charging toward him with a red fire axe raised high. "I didn't forget you this time, pretty boy," Naur said, grabbing Vance's wrist mid-swing, stopping the axe in its tracks.
But then, a cold voice came from behind Naur. "But you forgot about me." It was Arecus, his eyes glowing with a fierce red light. His sword swung swiftly toward Naur's head. Naur leaned back just in time to avoid the blade's deadly arc.
Vance, seizing the moment, smirked. "You forget about me a lot, don't you?" Without hesitation, he punched Naur's head forward, directly into the path of Arecus's sword. The blade sliced cleanly through, decapitating Naur in a single stroke.
Naur's headless body slumped to the ground as Jace and Vance stood there, panting heavily.
Ah thank myself,
picked some of those fruits while fighting that tree.
"We finally did it, bro…" Jace said between breaths, a glimmer of relief in his voice.
But Vance's eyes widened, his face paling as he stared past Jace. "Lo... look behind..." His voice trembled with fear.
Arecus turned, and there, walking towards them, was Naur—whole again, a wicked grin spreading across his face. Arecus glanced down, seeing the headless body still lying motionless on the ground, but Naur had somehow grown another body.
"I AM IMMORTAL..." Naur declared, his voice echoing with dark amusement. "You really thought mere humans like you could kill me?" His steps were slow, deliberate, as he approached them.
Arecus grinned darkly, his voice low and menacing. "Too bad you're immortal... for you."
Naur blinked in confusion, barely registering Arecus's words. "Huh….?"
Before he could react, Arecus appeared right in front of him, his eyes blazing with fury. "I'll make your living worse than death… keep you in pain until you beg me of your death"
Without hesitation, Arecus unleashed a brutal barrage of punches, each strike more powerful than the last. His fists slammed into Naur's body, over and over, with such force that his own hands began to bleed. Blood dripped from Arecus's knuckles, fusing with the punches, amplifying the pain with every hit.
He locked his dark, piercing gaze with Naur's, his voice low and cold. "Hope to die!"
Naur looked at him, with a terrified expression his body recoiled from each impact, unable to counter or escape. The blows were relentless, breaking through his defenses, sending shockwaves through his entire form.
With a final, devastating punch—one coated in his own blood—Arecus struck Naur so hard it lifted him off his feet, leaving him dangling helplessly.
"The reason no one could get Amberian is because no one ever had what it took to face him," Arecus said, his voice low and steady. "It required the sacrifices of countless souls and worlds. It wasn't something just any random kid wandering in a forest could do." Said Arecus slowly approaching Naur.
Arecus locked eyes with Naur and let out a chilling laugh. "Are you feeling fear? Well, that's only natural."
Naur's face paled, his body taking a few instinctive steps backward. "No, that can't be... I am the great Rejector of Nature," he stammered, but his voice wavered, betraying his fear.
Arecus tilted his head slightly, his gaze never breaking. "No matter who the hell you inherit… you will always be you."
Naur's eyes widened in terror. He kept stumbling backward, unable to look away from Arecus, until he tripped and fell to the ground. His body trembled as Arecus approached, crouching down, his presence looming over him.
Naur sent the most poisonous insect towards Arecus and it stung him… Arecus flinched but he just took another fruit and bit it and looked at Naur with a laugh.
"You might be immortal," Arecus said, his voice low but lethal. "But I am eternal. You can't escape me, no matter how hard you try or how far you run…. I will always be there."
Naur fell to her knees, her voice trembling. "Please, Jace, don't... how can you forget the time we spent together?"
Arecus stood over her, his gaze cold. "I remember everything… that's why."
Without hesitation, Arecus kicked her under the chin, sending her crashing to the ground. He didn't stop. With brutal force, he continued kicking her, each blow echoing with the rage she once inflicted on him. The satisfaction of revenge lit his eyes as he grabbed her by the throat and hurled her into the wall of a nearby building, the impact cracking the wall behind her.
With his sword in hand, Arecus slowly approached Naur, eyes cold and unyielding, ready to finish the job. Each step was deliberate, his focus entirely on the man before him.
Vance's voice trembled from behind, desperation in his tone. "No, Jace! Don't do it… let's talk, let's fix this! We can be like what we used to be!"
Arecus didn't even flinch, his gaze locked on Naur. Vance's words seemed like distant echoes, lost in the fury that consumed him.
You can't change someone's heart; it took him decades to build—do you really think you can change it in a single day?
His movements steady he kept advancing, sword in hand, as if Vance's words were nothing more than whispers in the wind.
"Time's up!"
Just as Arecus reached her, Naur stood up.
Arecus tried to punch him but a tree grew up from the ground taking the damage.
Naur with a twisted smile, his voice dripping with menace. "I will make your worst nightmares become reality."
Arecus slashed through the tree with a swift stroke of his sword, using the momentum to launch himself into the air. Mid-flight, he swung his blade toward Naur with deadly precision.
But before he could strike, Naur raised a hand, and a powerful gust of wind erupted from his palm, hurling Arecus backward with tremendous force.
Arecus watched from a distance, as Naur joined both of his hands. In an instant, a bright white light formed around him, like a gateway opening to another realm. The winds picked up with a deafening howl, and the skies darkened as a thunderstorm began to rage overhead. Lightning crackled, splitting the sky as if nature itself had bent to Naur's will.
"What the heck is he doing?" said Arecus, landing on his feet.
Naur, laughed maniacally, basking in the chaos he had wrought. The bright light continued to crackle and spark, and they saw a shadow of a man approaching them from it.
Dead can never come back, that's the rule of nature, but Naur held Librian.
Lukus, the only other person known to face Amberian and survive, was killed 800 years ago by Arecus. He was summoned back from death by Naur.
As his boot touched the ground, the earth seemed to tremble. Each step he took was slow and deliberate, the pressure in the air grew heavier, suffocating everyone around.
So, I'm born again, no... it's more like something brought me here.
As Lukus walked out of the light, his aura poured over the field like an overwhelming wave of terror. Arecus watched from a distance, instinctively pulling Vance closer.
I remember the words of the 'Devil of Addiction'. He was so despised that he was never even given a name. He once said,
"I'm not afraid of the person who won a hundred battles and never seen defeat. It would be fun breaking him down, for the very first time... But facing the person who's lost a thousand and still got back on his feet, scares me…. because even if I defeat him, he will just get back up, like it's nothing"
In his final moments, Lyuk looked into his eyes, with a calm smile.
"I love the way you rise… but more I love the way you fall," he said, just before delivering the final blow.
The fallen had risen once again, the God of Pain and Suffering was no longer shackled by his grave.
Lukus stretched out his arms and took in his surroundings with satisfaction watching the destroyed buildings, like a predator surveying his kingdom. "So, humans," he said, his voice deep and booming, "your god has returned."
Pseudo hell [phase-2]