《Visarion》


 The Crimson Moons Call.

    In the heart of the Weeping Forest of East Conravia, the rhythmic pulsing of energy against metal reverberated through the thick, oppressive stillness of the night. The sound was almost melodic, each strike perfectly measured, each note carrying a weight that seemed to echo beyond the clearing, absorbed by the ancient trees that loomed in silence. The steady cadence was a testament to Master Blaid''s experience and discipline, a man whose skill in the forge had become legendary.


    Once a wandering blacksmith, known for his mastery of metal and energy, Blaid was now a man with a greater purpose, one that far surpassed the shaping of weapons. Tonight, his mind was heavy, split between the creation before him and the test that awaited his granddaughter, Erenyx. Eleven years had passed since he had taken her in, a frightened child of seven with a raw potential that even Blaid had struggled to comprehend. Now, at eighteen, she was no longer a child but a warrior, forged by his hand and ready for a trial that would either solidify her path or break her entirely.


    The moon hung high above the Weeping Forest, a silvery beacon that cast long, ghostly shadows across the clearing, bathing their isolated home in an ethereal glow. The trees swayed lightly, their weeping branches whispering ancient secrets as though the forest itself sensed the significance of the night. Blaid''s rhythm began to slow, his final strike landing with a low hum that dissipated into the air. He placed the energy hammer down with deliberate care, the weight of it clinking softly on the ground beside him.


    His hands moved to the black cord securing his long locs, slowly undoing the knot. As his hair fell, cascading like coiled serpents with a mind of their own, Blaid lifted his head toward the glowing moon. His eyes, usually dark and unreadable, ignited with a crimson red hue, a flicker of the immense power that pulsed beneath his calm exterior.


    It was time. With a measured breath, Blaid turned, his heavy footsteps barely making a sound as he crossed the threshold of the forge toward the forbidden staircase. The air around him thickened, almost as if the very atmosphere tightened its hold, warning him of what lay below. The staircase, hidden from view and avoided by all but the bravest, wound deep into the earth, a descent into the unknown, where shadows moved in the corner of one''s vision, and the faint, unsettling whispers of spirits licked at the edges of sanity.


    Blaid, however, was unbothered. He had ventured down these stairs before, and the voices held no sway over him. His resolve was iron. At the base of the staircase stood a door, worn by time and darkened by the energy that pulsed faintly from beyond it. Blaid paused for a moment, his chest rising as he drew in the swirling Essentia, the life force that permeated all things. With a slow, deliberate exhale, he pressed his palm against the door, releasing his Essentia in a controlled burst. The door groaned, ancient hinges creaking as it swung open, releasing a pulse of raw energy that rippled through the house like a tidal wave. Upstairs, Erenyx felt the surge as it passed over her, like the sharp sting of cold water against her skin. Her breath hitched.Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings.


    She knew what it meant. Her grandfather had opened the basement. She stood, her heart thudding in her chest. The forbidden basement was not a place of idle curiosity, it was a vault of power, of danger, and her grandfather''s most dangerous creations. Why had he opened it tonight?


    The room beyond the door was filled with relics, barrels of swords, spears, and armor, each one a testament to Blaid''s unparalleled craftsmanship. But none of those items held his gaze. His eyes, burning with the red glow of his awakened power, were locked on a single object: a scythe mounted on the far wall. Its blade gleamed with a cold, unnatural light, and the energy it radiated hummed like a living thing. Blaid reached out, his fingers curling around the handle of the weapon as if it were an extension of himself.


    The moment the scythe was in his grip, the air in the room seemed to thicken, as if the weapon itself drew the very life from its surroundings. He moved quickly now, his steps urgent but purposeful as he climbed the stairs and emerged once again into the moonlight. Without hesitation, Blaid made his way to the training ground behind their home, a place worn by years of combat and hard lessons. The earth here was scarred, evidence of the battles fought between them, both in training and in preparation for the true battle that loomed ever closer.


    Blaid positioned himself at the center of the ground, the scythe resting at his side. He closed his eyes, drawing in the Essentia around him, letting it flow through his body in a controlled, meditative state. The world seemed to still around him, the winds ceasing their dance, the cries of the Weeping Forest falling silent. He was a statue of calm in a storm of power, awaiting his granddaughter''s arrival.


    Erenyx, meanwhile, had already sensed the shift. She moved with urgency, her large twin axes slung over her back as she rushed toward the training ground. Her pulse quickened with each step, her heart a mix of anticipation and dread. She had trained here since she could barely lift a blade, and now, now was the moment that would define her future. The weight of her axes felt reassuring, their familiar shape like an extension of her will.


    As she approached the clearing, she saw him, her grandfather, hovering above the ground in quiet meditation, the scythe glowing faintly beside him. Erenyx wasted no time. She called upon the Essentia, her body reacting instinctively as shards of earth shot toward her axes, encasing them in jagged stone. The weight of the weapons shifted, becoming heavier, more dangerous. Her movements were fluid, a blur as she charged toward Blaid, every muscle in her body coiled for the attack. But Blaid was faster. In a flash, he placed the scythe down and vanished, his figure blurring as he dashed toward her with inhuman speed.


    His hand emerged from his sleeve, covered in a swirling mass of Essentia that took the form of a blade. Erenyx barely had time to react before his strike hit her axes with a force that sent them spiraling from her grip. The shockwave of the blow sent her hurtling through the air, but she caught herself, the Essentia wrapping around her body like a protective cocoon as she floated gently to the ground.


    Her eyes, now alight with determination, locked onto Blaid. This was no ordinary training session. Clasping her hands together, she formed the handsign that summoned Zeus, her thunderbird. The creature materialized with a crackling roar, electricity dancing across its massive wings as it surged toward Blaid. But she wasn''t finished. Channeling her Essentia into her fists, Erenyx slammed her hand into the ground, creating an unstable terrain, the earth shifting and cracking beneath her as she charged forward, using the chaos to her advantage. The trial had begun, and she was not going to hold back.

 I Am Worthy.

    Blaid''s gaze locked with Zeus, the thunderbird, a creature born of crackling Essentia and raw lightning. The intensity of its energy rippled through the air, distorting it with heat and power. The storm of feathers and light bore down on him with terrifying speed, its piercing eyes reflecting his calm, unwavering stance. Zeus collided with Blaid in an explosion of sound, CRACKLE!, lightning cascading from the bird''s form as it enveloped him in a storm of electricity. His body shuddered under the immense power, the force stunning him for a brief second.


    But Erenyx had been waiting for this moment. She followed behind Zeus, her movements fluid, almost predatory. Using the jagged pieces of shattered earth as stepping stones, she launched herself forward, her body moving with precision honed by years of rigorous training. With a burst of Essentia coursing through her limbs, she landed a devastating punch to Blaid''s chest, her knuckles connecting with a solid thud. Spinning gracefully, she followed up with a swift kick that whipped through the air, followed by a perfectly executed palm strike aimed at his midsection. For a heartbeat, it seemed like the tide had turned in her favor.


    But that was when overconfidence slipped in.


    Her next strike, though powerful, was telegraphed. With a single fluid movement, Blaid countered, effortlessly diverting her momentum. His eyes narrowed, glowing crimson with Essentia. He raised his hand, and with a simple gesture, the world around Erenyx shifted. The very air seemed to thicken and compress, locking her in place as if invisible chains had wrapped around her body.


    "Nihil," Blaid''s voice cut through the night, deep and commanding. The word itself seemed to carry weight, pressing down on Erenyx''s spirit as much as her body. The ground beneath her buckled, and she was driven to her knees, gasping for breath under the overwhelming force. Blaid, his voice now more pointed, spoke again, his words filled with the calm, but sharp reprimand of a seasoned warrior.


    "You got cocky, child."


    The words stung, cutting deeper than any wound she had endured in training. Erenyx clenched her fists, refusing to let the weight of his words break her resolve. She had come too far, fought too hard to let this trial slip through her fingers. Her Essentia surged within her, a defiant roar as she fought against the invisible pressure. She would not be defeated so easily.


    THUD!


    Blaid''s boot connected with her midsection, sending her sprawling across the ground. The breath left her lungs in a rush, pain exploding through her ribs. Yet, before she could even register the pain, her body reacted. In a heartbeat, she rolled to her feet, ignoring the throb in her chest. Her eyes burned with determination as she clasped her hands together, forming a new handsign. She focused her energy and roared, "Strike! Shiki!"


    From the shadows, a massive serpent head materialized. Its scales shimmered with ethereal energy, its fangs bared as it lunged forward, jaws wide. The snake, a manifestation of her power, was swift, its strike deadly. But Blaid barely blinked. With a single exhale, he released a pulse of Essentia so powerful that it formed a protective shield around him, the energy shimmering like a translucent barrier. The snake''s maw slammed into the shield, its force dissipating on impact, and with a soft hiss, the creature was banished back to Erenyx''s inner realm.Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site.


    Erenyx bit her lip in frustration, but her resolve only hardened. She was not finished. Charging once more, she dove toward one of her fallen axes, her fingers wrapping around its handle as she imbued it with Essentia. The blade hummed with energy as she swung it in a powerful downward arc, aiming to break through Blaid''s defenses.


    But Blaid was already moving.


    With an almost effortless motion, he diverted the axe''s path, his hand guiding the blade to the side where it crashed into the ground, sending a spray of dirt and stone into the air. Erenyx used the momentary distraction to her advantage, pivoting into a low kick aimed at his legs. But Blaid, as always, was one step ahead. He leaped into the air, avoiding her strike with ease, and as he ascended, he inhaled deeply, his chest expanding with the gathering power of Essentia.


    A split second later, he exhaled, releasing a barrage of fireballs that streaked toward her like falling stars.


    Erenyx''s instincts kicked in. She slammed both of her fists into the ground, pulling the surrounding earth upward with her Essentia to form a thick, protective wall. The fireballs hit the barrier with deafening crashes, one after another, sending shockwaves through the air. Erenyx smiled to herself as the last fireball hit, confident that she had weathered the storm.


    But Blaid was not finished.


    While her attention had been on the fireballs, Blaid had moved. In a blur of speed, he appeared beside her, moving faster than her eyes could track. His leg swung around, and before she could react, his kick connected with her side. She was sent crashing through her own earth wall, the force of the impact leaving her winded.


    Yet even as she tumbled, she saw her other axe lying nearby. Without missing a beat, she grabbed it, pulling Essentia into the blade as she rose to her feet, her eyes blazing with renewed determination.


    "Fall," Blaid''s voice echoed in the air, and with it came an irresistible force. Erenyx''s body froze, her muscles locking in place as the weight of his command bore down on her. She collapsed to the ground, unable to move, her chest heaving as she fought against the invisible shackles.


    Blaid stood over her, his voice calm but carrying the authority of one who had mastered power far beyond her reach. "That is enough, my child. You have proven yourself sufficient."


    The force holding her in place dissipated, and Erenyx staggered to her feet, confusion swirling in her mind. "Sufficient?" she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief.


    Blaid''s eyes drifted to the glowing scythe he had laid beside him earlier, its blade pulsing faintly in the moonlight. He reached out, and the weapon flew into his grasp with a whisper of energy. "This is a weapon greater than any I have ever lent you," he said, his voice solemn. "But you must prove to be more than sufficient to wield it. You must be worthy."


    Erenyx steadied her breath, her mind racing. "And how do I prove that?" she asked earnestly.


    Blaid smiled faintly, a rare expression from the stoic blacksmith. "Venture out into the world. Only return to me when you feel worthy to wield such a weapon."


    Erenyx''s face shifted, her confidence faltering for a moment. "But how will I know when I''m ready?"


    Blaid chuckled, a sound like gravel rolling down a mountainside. "If you don''t know, child, I''ll let you know." He patted her shoulder gently. "Leave when you feel ready. There''s no rush."


    Erenyx smiled, her doubts replaced by determination. She reached up, untying the cord that held her platinum silver locs in place, letting them fall loose to her waist. "First thing tomorrow."

 Watched.

    "What the hell is that?" Erenyx muttered under her breath, her voice tinged with both confusion and disgust. Her eyes narrowed as she stared down the grotesque, white humanoid figure standing before her. Its body was hunched, its limbs twitching erratically. The creature''s form appeared unstable, pulsating with strange energy, as though it was struggling to maintain its shape. Its serpentine-like posture made its movements unpredictable, each pulse causing its body to spasm violently.


    Suddenly, it lunged toward her, its elongated hand stretching out, fingers writhing as though they intended to latch onto her. Erenyx''s instincts kicked in, her body reacting before her mind could fully process the threat. She swung her arm skyward, and with a surge of Essentia, the ground beneath the creature erupted. A massive pillar of earth rocketed upwards, impaling the creature through its chest.


    The figure let out a guttural, inhuman sound, but Erenyx was already moving. She grabbed her left axe, ''Kin,'' and with a swift, upward swing, summoned a wave of water from the Essentia stored within the blade. The liquid force surged toward the creature''s neck, severing its head with a brutal slash. The creature''s head hit the ground with a sickening thud, rolling across the dirt before stopping a few feet away. Its lifeless eyes remained fixed on Erenyx, staring at her with a chilling intensity.


    But before she could catch her breath, the creature''s body convulsed. Tendrils of flesh erupted from the stump of its neck, twisting and writhing like snakes. They shot toward the fallen head, latching onto it and dragging it back toward the torso. Erenyx''s eyes widened in disbelief as the head reattached itself, the gaping wound in the creature''s chest slowly knitting back together, the earth pillar protruding from its torso crumbling as the creature forced itself off of it.


    "What the hell am I dealing with out here?" Erenyx growled, her frustration mounting as she hefted ''Kin'' back onto her back alongside her other axe. Her eyes never left the creature, which was already regaining its composure. Its body seemed to stabilize, twitching less now, as though it had adapted to the damage.


    Erenyx''s hands came together in a sharp clap. "Art of the Buddha: Earth Trap!" she commanded. The ground beneath the creature quaked, the tremors rippling outward as cracks splintered the earth around its feet. The creature glanced down, its eerie eyes narrowing as the ground began to rise, forming jagged stone walls that encased it. The earth continued to surge upward, closing in like the jaws of a great beast until it was completely trapped within a stone dome.


    With a determined look, Erenyx grabbed her other axe, ''Gin,'' and launched herself into the air. Her body soared above the dome, and she could feel the rush of Essentia flowing into her weapon. "Shatter!" she yelled as she descended, her axe poised for impact. She brought the blade down with immense force, striking the center of the dome. The stone structure split apart with a deafening crack, the force of her blow shattering it into a thousand pieces.This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    She landed gracefully in the rubble, her eyes scanning the debris. For a moment, she expected the creature to rise again, to reform as it had before. But all she saw were dozens of small white snakes, wriggling and scattering into the cracks of the earth. The main body was gone, reduced to these serpentine fragments.


    Erenyx knelt down, observing the strange white snakes with a mix of curiosity and revulsion. She took out her phone, snapping a few pictures of the aftermath. "What the hell was that?" she muttered, slinging her axes back onto her back. Her mind raced with questions, but there were no immediate answers.


    As she stood and dusted off her hands, a thought crossed her mind. "Maybe I should get a damn taxi," she muttered, rubbing the back of her head in frustration. The road ahead, leading out of the Weeping Forest, was poorly paved and stretched far beyond the horizon. She had a long walk ahead of her.


    The forest grew quieter as she continued on the path, but it wasn''t long before she encountered more small beasts, remnants of the wild, untamed Essentia that pulsed through the forest. She fought them off with ease, using the opportunity to test out new combinations with her axes. She experimented with swinging both ''Kin'' and ''Gin'' in tandem, creating waves of water that drowned her foes while using the earth to trap and crush them.


    With each battle, her confidence grew, though her thoughts occasionally drifted back to Blaid. She stopped walking for a moment, grabbing her phone again and typing a quick message to her grandfather. "Maybe I should ask Grandpa to send me some money... I kind of left without bringing any," she mused to herself, a sheepish grin crossing her face as she pressed send.


    Ahead, the city of Arystel finally came into view. Tall buildings pierced the sky, their glass facades gleaming in the midday sun. The sprawling city stretched far beyond what the eye could see, a bustling metropolis that contrasted sharply with the eerie silence of the Weeping Forest behind her. But what truly caught her attention was the enormous stadium at the city''s center, a colossal structure that dominated the skyline.


    The Tournament of Dawn.


    It was an event that drew fighters from across the world, warriors seeking to prove their strength, to test their mettle against the greatest combatants alive. Some came for glory, others for the sheer thrill of battle. Erenyx had been dreaming of this moment for years, and now, at long last, she was old enough to participate. This year''s qualifier was called "The Best Hunt," though the details of the trial remained shrouded in mystery. All she knew was that failure to complete it meant no chance to fight in the tournament.


    She tightened her grip on her axes as she approached the city, her heart pounding with anticipation. The path to proving her worth was just beginning, and with each step, she felt the weight of her grandfather''s words. She couldn''t disappoint him, she wouldn''t.


    Tomorrow, her real test would begin.

 Order of The Sun.

    Deep within the Clan of Ra''s fortress, voices bounced off the grand stone walls, filled with tension and desperation. The fortress, bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, seemed to tremble under the weight of the clan''s growing unease. A search was underway, frantic and thorough, for the one person who should have been easy to find, the heir to the clan''s leadership, who had disappeared without a trace. This heir, flamboyant and brash, was the future of the Clan of Ra, and his absence had thrown the entire order into chaos.


    In the heart of the fortress, atop a grand throne of marble and gold, sat Greyoll, the current head of the Clan of Ra and the frightening leader of the Order of the Sun. His piercing eyes swept across his advisors, who knelt before him, trembling with fear. Power radiated from Greyoll, an aura of authority so intense that it seemed to crush the air around him.


    One of the advisors, drenched in sweat, finally broke the silence. "Sir! We are trying our hardest, but we just can''t find him!" His voice was shaky, laced with desperation. Every word seemed to betray his fear of the man before him.


    Greyoll sighed heavily, his hand propped against his face in a gesture of boredom and frustration. "You can''t find one useless boy? How useless can you be?" His voice dripped with disdain. His sharp, golden eyes narrowed, and the room seemed to darken under the weight of his anger. Power crackled in the air, an oppressive force leaking from him as his patience wore thin.


    "In the name of our great lord Bellamy, I demand you find that boy. Do you understand?" His voice grew harder, carrying the weight of an unspoken threat.


    The men knelt lower, nodding vigorously before scrambling to their feet and rushing out of the room, anxiety pouring off them in waves. Greyoll remained still on his throne, the silence that followed only amplifying his growing irritation. He exhaled slowly, muttering to himself. "Just where did that brat go?"


    Meanwhile, miles away on a lone road winding toward Arystel, the roar of an engine echoed through the empty wilderness. A motorcycle came to a screeching halt, the tires kicking up dust as it slid smoothly to a stop. The rider, a tall figure about 6''1", dismounted with an air of confidence. His sharp features were illuminated by the fading light of dusk, and on the upper left corner of his forehead, an 8-pointed star gleamed faintly in the dimming light.


    "Show thyself, foul creature," the man called out, his voice calm yet commanding, as if already bored by what he knew was lurking nearby. At first glance, he appeared to be talking to thin air, but his sharp eyes were fixed on the shadows just beyond the road. "I won''t break a sweat with the likes of you, troll."


    As the last word left his lips, the air around him seemed to shift. A grotesque creature, which had been perfectly camouflaged against the surrounding trees, began to emerge from its hiding place. The troll, towering and monstrous, revealed its hideous form. Its skin was a mottled grey, wrinkled and sagging, and its long, gangly arms hung down past its knees. Its black, soulless eyes gleamed with malice, and its decayed, yellow teeth jutted out from its gaping mouth as it let out a deafening roar. The very trees around them trembled from the force of its voice.


    This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it.The man didn''t flinch. He turned his back on the creature for a moment, raising his hand toward his motorcycle. In a flash, flames engulfed the bike, and it vanished into thin air. "Wouldn''t want it to get destroyed. That wouldn''t be so fun," he mused, his tone dripping with casual arrogance.


    He turned back to face the troll, his demeanor now serious. His fist clenched, Essentia crackling around him in a faint aura. The troll, sensing its prey''s confidence, let out another enraged roar and charged forward. Its massive fist, thick and gnarled, came crashing down toward the boy.


    Thud.


    The impact rang out as the troll''s fist connected, not with the boy''s body, but with his outstretched arm, which had risen calmly to block the attack. The man didn''t even budge, his expression unchanging. "Disgusting," he muttered, glancing at the filth left on his clothes. "It got on my clothes."


    Without hesitation, he leaped backward, soaring through the air with grace. Clapping his hands together, he began to chant. "Art of the Toad¡­" His right hand moved in front of his mouth, forming a circle. "Bath of Boiling Oil!" He inhaled deeply and then exhaled a stream of thick, scalding oil that drenched the troll''s body. The creature stumbled back, confused, as it tried to wipe the viscous liquid from its skin, only succeeding in spreading it further across its grotesque form.


    A moment later, the troll erupted into flames, its body igniting in a fiery blaze. It let out a guttural scream, flailing wildly as it was consumed by fire. The man watched impassively as the creature writhed in agony for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, the troll collapsed to the ground, its body nothing more than a charred husk.


    "Such an awful creature," the man said quietly as he landed smoothly on the ground. With a wave of his hand, the motorcycle reappeared beside him, untouched by the flames. He mounted the bike, revving the engine before speeding off toward Arystel.


    Back on the road leading out of the Weeping Forest, Erenyx continued her trek toward the city. Sweat dripped down her forehead, and she muttered curses under her breath, clearly irritated by the relentless heat. The poorly paved road stretched on before her, and the weight of her twin axes made every step feel heavier. Just as she was about to stop and rest, two masked figures dashed out from the bushes, blocking her path.


    They moved with surprising speed, their dark cloaks fluttering behind them as they stood in front of her, brandishing swords. "Give us all you have, and you won''t get hurt," one of the thugs demanded, his voice a low, raspy growl.


    The other thug glanced at his partner, a hint of disbelief in his tone. "Do you not see those big-ass axes on her back?" he hissed, as though realizing the grave mistake they had just made.


    But it was already too late. Erenyx''s eyes flashed with excitement, and before the second thug could even finish his sentence, she charged forward, her speed terrifying. One of her axes was already in her hand, the blade gleaming as she prepared to strike. The thugs barely had time to react.

 Boy of Ra.

    Both of the thugs ducked and slid beneath Erenyx, narrowly evading her incoming attack with her axes. A wicked smile curled on her lips, excitement coursing through her veins. "Shiki!" she shouted, summoning the giant purple serpent from her inner realm. Its massive jaws snapped open and lunged at the thugs, capturing one of their legs in a vise-like grip.


    "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING?!" the uninjured thug screamed, terror flooding his voice as he watched his companion writhe in pain.


    "You would''ve had better luck facing me, idiots," Erenyx replied coolly, her tone dripping with disdain. With a swift motion, she threw her axe, ''Kin,'' aimed precisely at the neck of the uninjured thug. The blade cleaved through flesh and bone, severing his head cleanly from his shoulders. Thud. The head hit the ground, rolling away, eyes wide in shock as they stared blankly at the sky.


    "Please! It was a mistake! Spare me!" the remaining thug begged, desperation etched into his features.


    "You''re damn right it was a mistake," Erenyx retorted, turning away with an air of finality. Shiki, obeying her command, rose from the ground, its beautiful purple scales glistening in the sunlight. With a swift movement, it swallowed the pleading thug whole, his cries muffled as the serpent consumed him.


    "Maybe I should use Shiki more often,"


    Erenyx mused to herself, a sense of satisfaction washing over her as she secured her axes back on her back. She continued her journey toward Arystel, the bustling city drawing closer with each step. The enticing scents of food wafted through the air, mingling with the vibrant energy of the city. Erenyx''s body buzzed with excitement at the prospect of the challenges that awaited her. She could feel the anticipation building within her; she yearned to meet opponents who could truly test her skills.


    As she approached Arystel, its bright, powerful skyline came into view. The city stood resilient amidst the surrounding wilderness, its towering buildings a testament to human ingenuity and determination.


    "Damn, I really thought I''d be more nervous when I arrived," she mused, reflecting on her two-day journey filled with minor battles against beasts and her encounter with the thugs. Each confrontation had sharpened her skills with her axes, bolstering her confidence for the upcoming tournament.


    Upon entering the city, Erenyx was greeted by a myriad of posters advertising the impending Beast Hunt. She paused to examine one, carefully selecting it and tucking it into her satchel. With the event set to begin in two days, she had ample time to prepare, but first, her stomach growled, reminding her of her need to eat. She ventured through the lively streets, searching for a place to satisfy her hunger.


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    Her quest for food led her to a modest eatery named "Gi Eats." The delicious aroma wafting from the establishment promised a satisfying meal. As she stepped inside, the enticing scent enveloped her, heightening her anticipation. After finding a seat, she eagerly glanced through the menu, ready to place her order.


    Before she could signal a server, a loud, brash voice interrupted her reverie.


    "Hey there, little lady!"


    A brute of a man, clearly intoxicated, loomed over her table.


    "Why don''t you let a guy like me get you some food and maybe even a drink?"


    Erenyx barely flinched at his approach, her eyes narrowing slightly in disdain. Just as she opened her mouth to respond, another voice broke through the tension.


    "Ay, dickhead, stop annoying her." came a laid-back tone.


    The drunkard turned, squinting at the newcomer.


    "Huh? You want to be the little knight in shining armor?" he sneered, taking a threatening step toward the boy who had intervened.


    The boy, unfazed by the man''s aggression, stood tall and resolute.


    "Yea, I do," he stated firmly. "And I suggest you leave her the hell alone."


    The drunkard, clearly enraged, attempted to intimidate the boy by placing a heavy hand on his head.


    "You want a piece of me, boy?!" he shouted, his voice slurring with anger.


    The boy didn''t respond with words. Instead, he effortlessly channeled his Essentia. A burst of energy erupted from him, sending the drunkard flying out of the restaurant with a resounding thud that echoed throughout the establishment. The man''s surprised yells were quickly drowned out by the murmurs of shock from the crowd.


    "Don''t dirty me with those hands, drunkard," the boy said coldly, wiping off the spot where the man had touched him as if it were tainted.


    He turned back to Erenyx, offering a courteous nod. "Sorry for the inconvenience. My name is Loretta Ra."


    Without waiting for a response, he dropped a stack of money onto Erenyx''s table, the coins thudding as they landed. He flashed her a brief, polite smile before exiting the building, leaving Erenyx to process the strange turn of events. Confusion swirled in her mind, mingling with a newfound curiosity about this enigmatic boy who had so boldly defended her.

 Exceeding Time.

    "Damn, that girl was bad as fuck," Loretta muttered to himself, striding out of Gi Eats, the vibrant atmosphere of Arystel buzzing around him. The image of Erenyx, fierce and beautiful, flashed through his mind, her axes gleaming in the sunlight as she had effortlessly dispatched those thugs. "But damn, I was cringey as hell," he added, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment. "Should''ve at least asked for her number."


    With thoughts swirling like a cyclone in his mind, he ambled toward a nearby hotel, needing a place to rest and regroup. The lively streets were a blur as people bustled about, their laughter and shouts weaving a tapestry of city life. Loretta felt a strange mix of pride and regret about the encounter, wishing he could have left a better impression.


    Meanwhile, back in the restaurant, Erenyx savored the last bite of her meal, the flavors dancing on her tongue. A smirk formed on her lips as she said to herself, "At least I don''t have to ask Grandpa for money." She called over a waiter, settling her tab with ease before stepping back into the sun-drenched streets of Arystel, her heart pounding with excitement.


    As she wandered through the vibrant market, the intoxicating scent of spices and roasted meats filled the air. Street vendors shouted their wares, the colorful stalls bursting with fruits and trinkets. Erenyx felt a thrill of anticipation; the city buzzed with energy, promising both adventure and challenge.


    Her search for a place to stay led her to a quaint inn, its wooden fa?ade warm and inviting. After a brief negotiation, she paid for a room and breakfast for two days and one night. Exhausted from her travels and the earlier adrenaline rush, she entered her room, which was modest but cozy, with a soft bed and a window that overlooked the bustling street below. She sank onto the bed, her body sinking into the comfort, and slipped into a meditative position.


    As she gathered Essentia, a silver, flowing aura surrounded her, rippling with her focus. The energy surged around her, spiking and fluctuating as her mind wrestled with unease. "Loretta Ra... why does that name sound so familiar?" she muttered, exhaling deeply to clear her thoughts, trying to untangle the threads of memory that danced just out of reach.


    After a moment, she opened her eyes, a fire igniting within her. "I shouldn''t spend my time meditating. Maybe I should go fetch a bounty." Her decision made, Erenyx grabbed her phone, her fingers flying over the screen as she searched for the nearest bounty office. "Oh, this city is full of bounty houses," she mused, her heart racing at the prospect of a new challenge.


    Upon arriving at the bounty house, the air was thick with tension and excitement, and the scent of sweat and anticipation filled her lungs. She wasted no time asking about high-paying bounties, her voice steady and confident. The attendant, a weary-looking woman with tired eyes, leaned closer.


    "There''s an Eonveil hunter with a bounty exceeding 50,000 Kril. They say he''s incredibly dangerous."


    Erenyx''s interest piqued. "Anything special about him?" she pressed, her curiosity growing.


    The attendant shook her head, her expression somber. "We don''t have much information on him. Every Essential who has taken on the mission to kill him hasn''t made it back."


    A predatory smile spread across Erenyx''s face, thrill coursing through her veins at the challenge presented before her. "I''ll take the mission!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide with enthusiasm, radiating an almost celestial glow. The attendant hesitated, concern etched on her features. "Are you sure?"


    "More than sure!" Erenyx declared, practically vibrating with excitement. She quickly provided her banking information and dashed out of the building, ready to face whatever lay ahead.


    As she sprinted toward the last known location of the Eonveil hunter, Essentia surged through her, invigorating her limbs. Erenyx propelled herself into the air, forming the hand sign to summon Zeus, her formidable Thunderbird companion. A crackle of electricity resonated as Zeus materialized with a fierce roar, his feathers shimmering in the sunlight. Erenyx landed gracefully on his back, her smile unwavering as they soared through the skies, the wind whipping through her locs.


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    After a thrilling flight of less than six minutes, a sinister aura prickled at Erenyx''s senses like a chill down her spine. With instinct guiding her, she commanded Zeus to make a sharp turn downward. They dove toward the enemy below, the clouds parting as thunder cracked, creating a cacophony of sound. BOOM! A crater erupted in the ground as Zeus dive-bombed, Erenyx backflipping off his back moments before impact, her heart racing with exhilaration.


    "C''mon! I know you didn''t die from just that!" she shouted into the swirling dust that enveloped the area. As the cloud settled, a deep yet calm voice emerged from within. "Art of the Archer: Flame Arrow!"


    Before she could react, a fiery arrow shot through the air, blindingly fast, hurtling toward her. Erenyx''s reflexes kicked in, and she barely dodged the projectile, the heat singeing her hair as it whizzed by.


    "Who are you?" the man called out, his voice steady as he assessed her.


    "Telling my name to someone who is about to die is useless!" Erenyx spat back, adrenaline surging through her as she reached for her axe, ''Gin,'' readying herself for battle. The man sighed at her brashness, his demeanor unfazed. "My name is Xavill Ra. You will regret facing me, child."


    Erenyx''s heart raced; she had heard tales of Xavill Ra, the last descendant of the Ra bloodline to awaken their Eonveil. This was no ordinary opponent, and she realized her bravado could cost her dearly. Yet determination hardened her resolve. She accelerated in her descent, spinning as she swung Gin toward Xavill''s neck, but he evaded it effortlessly, his movements fluid and practiced.


    As she stumbled back from her missed attack, he retaliated with a swift punch to her gut, the impact knocking the wind out of her. Erenyx gasped for air, her instincts screaming at her to stay focused. Xavill locked eyes with her, his gaze fierce. "Art of the Destroyer: Fireball!" A massive fireball erupted from his mouth, engulfing Erenyx in searing flames.


    As the flames dissipated, Xavill''s eyes widened in shock. There, standing unscathed, was Shiki, her majestic serpent companion, coiling protectively around her. The flames flickered off Shiki''s iridescent scales, illuminating the scene with a surreal glow.


    "I won''t go down that easily!" Erenyx screamed, her eyes glowing a blood red, resembling a blood moon as she drew strength from the fiery essence surrounding her. She clasped her hands together, invoking power. "Art of the Moon: Weeping Forest Emergence!"


    From the ground, a forest of trees sprang forth, their bark white and twisted, moaning and screaming like the trees from her home, creating a haunting battlefield. The ethereal sound echoed through the air, sending chills down her spine, but she pushed forward, embracing the strange new environment.


    With the forest fully formed, Erenyx felt invigorated, a wave of confidence washing over her. Both axes, Kin and Gin, faded as their elemental energies were consumed by the forest''s emergence. She formed the hand signs once more, summoning Zeus again, both of them dashing effortlessly through the trees, this new terrain their preferred fighting arena.


    Xavill''s eyes darted around, scanning the forest with urgency, his brow furrowing as he adjusted to the transformed landscape.


    Suddenly, Erenyx launched an uppercut from below, catching him off guard and sending him spiraling into the sky. His body crashed against Zeus''s wing, electricity coursing through him, igniting pain throughout his body.


    Erenyx could feel the thrill of the battle coursing through her veins. "We can''t lose like this, Zeus!" she shouted, adrenaline surging as she felt the strain of energy spent creating the forest. Determined to seize the moment, she leaped off the tree, grappling Xavill by his midsection. "Art of the Fighter: Liger Bomb!" she screamed, driving him down onto the ground with tremendous force, triggering a massive explosion that echoed through the forest.


    The ground trembled beneath them as dust and debris filled the air, a shockwave reverberating through the trees. Erenyx felt a rush of exhilaration mixed with fear; she knew this was just the beginning, and the true fight was yet to come.

 RaKalor.

    Erenyx stood on the branch of the Weeping Tree, her body still trembling from the immense drain of Essentia, watching the dust settle below. Her heartbeat echoed in her ears, the adrenaline rush still coursing through her veins. "C''mon, c''mon, c''mon, just die!" she muttered under her breath, the mantra repeating in her mind. She desperately hoped the fight was over, but deep down, she knew better. Legends didn''t die so easily, especially not Xavill Ra, a figure who had lived for over 150 years, wielding the Eonveil Ra''Kalor. This was no ordinary fight.


    Determined to finish things, Erenyx clapped her hands together, feeling the surge of power as Essentia coursed through her body. Her locs floated in the air, charged with energy, moving as if alive. "Art of the Buddha..." she began, the ground beneath her trembling with the buildup of power. The air around her crackled with intensity as she summoned enormous masses of stone in the shape of fists that hovered menacingly above her. "Hyakuten Sh¨­geki!" she screamed, her voice strained from the effort. One hundred giant stone fists formed in mid-air, ready to unleash a final, devastating blow.


    From the dust cloud, Xavill''s voice echoed with fury, "Now you''ve angered me, girl! You will regret that decision in hell!" The dust around him started to swirl ominously, but Erenyx had no intention of waiting. "AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Her scream reverberated through the forest as she unleashed the stone fists in a brutal, unrelenting assault, raining them down on the spot where Xavill stood. For nearly a full minute, the fists pounded the earth with explosive force, flattening the entire Weeping Forest in the process. The earth-shattering impacts left nothing but a flattened battlefield.


    Panting heavily, her body barely holding together, Erenyx stumbled back onto the ground. Her chest heaved with every breath, and her vision blurred momentarily from the exertion. Using such a massive amount of Essentia in such a short time could have killed her, but she stood, defiant as ever, even if just barely. "Holy shit, please be dead," she muttered, her voice a mix of desperation and exhaustion.


    Suddenly, Xavill erupted from the remaining dust cloud, battered and bleeding from head to toe but very much alive. His eyes were filled with rage, his form twisted by injuries, but his spirit remained unbroken. "Dragon''s Breath!" Xavill roared, launching a cone of fire toward her. The flames rushed forward, and before she could fully react, Xavill closed the gap, delivering a series of precise, claw-like strikes at Erenyx''s pressure points. Each hit was accompanied by a fiery explosion that sent waves of pain through her body. "Searing Talons!" he snarled as his claws closed off her ability to channel Essentia.


    Erenyx staggered but swung wildly, only for Xavill to duck underneath, sweeping her legs in a fiery arc. The heat seared through her pants as she hit the ground hard, struggling to regain balance. "Blazing Sweep!" he shouted, following up with a vicious palm strike to her chest that exploded on contact. "Inferno Fang!"The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    The barrage continued without mercy as Xavill exhaled, his body cloaked in a fiery Essentia aura. "Ra Style: Dragon Combo," he announced calmly, his voice filled with the confidence of a seasoned warrior. A final downward kick sent a blazing wave of heat crashing into Erenyx, throwing her backward into a smoking crater.


    Through the pain, Erenyx smirked. "Ra Style, huh? Weaker than I expected!" She forced herself to stand as the intense glow in her eyes returned, her Essentia nodes clearing from Xavill''s earlier attacks. In one swift motion, she gathered her strength, releasing a sudden surge of power. "Lightning Cloak!" she shouted, the electric aura of Zeus wrapping around her, crackling with raw energy. Her locs flowed wildly as the air itself seemed to hum with the intensity of her newfound speed.


    In the blink of an eye, Erenyx blitzed toward Xavill, her electrified form closing the distance faster than he could react. A powerful kick connected with his head, sending him stumbling. "This can''t be it," she thought to herself as she pressed the attack, launching another strike. But something felt wrong. Xavill was too weak, almost as if...


    That''s when it happened. Xavill placed his hand over his right eye, and Erenyx froze in mid-attack. His pupil began to shift, spinning violently before settling into the shape of an eight-pointed star. "The Ra''Kalor!" she gasped, her heart pounding in her chest. Sweat beaded on her forehead, and her breathing quickened. She had heard of this Eonveil, but to see it before her...


    But before Xavill could fully activate the terrifying power of the Ra''Kalor, his body began to tremble, vibrating uncontrollably as if it was rejecting the very power he was trying to summon. His scream of agony pierced the air as flames erupted from his body, consuming him from within. Erenyx watched, stunned, as Xavill''s body was reduced to a charred husk, writhing in the throes of death. His screams faded into silence, and when the flames finally died down, only a burnt corpse remained.


    Erenyx approached cautiously, her every muscle tensed for a final attack, but none came. As she neared the body, she noticed something strange. The corpse, what was left of it, began to dissolve. Snakes, hundreds of white, wriggling serpents, poured from the remnants of Xavill''s form. "What the hell?" Erenyx muttered, her eyes widening in disbelief as she watched the transformation. The head had completely changed, no longer resembling the man who claimed to be Xavill Ra at all.


    "What is happening?" she whispered, taking a cautious step forward. She grabbed the disfigured head, feeling a sickening sense of unease creep over her. Without another word, she summoned Zeus once more and took off, heading straight for the bounty office.


    Upon arriving, the attendant gasped at her entrance, unable to believe she had returned alive. "Did you-?" Before she could finish, Erenyx slammed the disfigured head onto the counter.


    "Just send me my money," Erenyx said coldly, walking out of the office without another word.


    Back in her room at the inn, Erenyx lay on her bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Her mind raced. "What the fuck was that thing?" First, the white serpent-like creature in the Weeping Forest, and now this fake Xavill Ra... something wasn''t adding up. "What the hell is imitating these people?" she wondered aloud, gripping her axes tightly. Something far darker was lurking in the shadows, and whatever it was, it was only just beginning.

 Start The Hunt.

    The last day passed in deep meditation, with Erenyx drawing Essentia continuously, her power swelling with each passing moment. As she finally opened her eyes, a radiant glow danced within her gray irises, reflecting a moonlit determination that filled her with resolve. She readied herself for the Beast Hunt, feeling more prepared than ever. "Ain''t shit stopping me from making this," she declared to herself, brimming with confidence. Today was the day of the hunt, though she had yet to uncover the full extent of what lay ahead, aside from the obvious task of hunting down formidable beasts.


    As she stepped into the bustling town center, Erenyx was taken aback by the throngs of Essentials gathered, all buzzing with excitement and anticipation for a chance to participate in the illustrious Tournament of Dawn. Conversations swirled around her like a lively tapestry, but the chatter quieted when a powerful-looking young man approached. He appeared familiar, yet his name eluded her grasp. His shoulder-length twisted locs cascaded with an effortless grace as he closed the distance, drawing Erenyx''s attention to the two shackles adorning his right arm, one clasped just above his wrist, the other higher on his forearm, connected by a chain that hinted at a history of struggle.


    "Ra¡­ Didn''t think I would see you here again. My name is Erenyx; it''s nice to finally introduce myself," she said, offering a polite smile, thankful that she could at least recall his last name before he could speak.


    "Your name is quite pretty, but you can just call me Loretta. No need for formalities," he replied, his tone confident yet warm, a relaxed smile gracing his features.


    Before their conversation could deepen, an immense aura washed over the crowd, a wave of power so potent that it threatened to bring everyone to their knees. Eyes turned toward the source, an imposing figure, a man with medium-length gray hair tied in a ponytail, his skin pale yet radiant, and his well-built frame suggesting a life of discipline and strength, despite his seemingly advanced age. His presence commanded attention and respect, drawing the crowd into a reverent hush.


    "Ahem! Excuse me, Essentials!" His voice boomed through the city, powerful enough to echo for miles. Erenyx''s eyes widened, the force of his presence reminding Loretta of his own father.


    "How strong do you think he is?" Erenyx whispered to Loretta, her expression reflecting childlike curiosity.


    "Definitely as strong as one of the four major clan leaders," Loretta replied, casually shrugging his shoulders.


    "Really??" Erenyx gasped, eyes sparkling with intrigue.


    "Yeah, and honestly, he looks quite familiar." But before they could delve deeper into speculation, the man continued, his authoritative tone cutting through the air.


    "I am Agheel Ceto, former military leader. This year''s Beast Hunt will be different. You will need to form groups of four and retrieve the core of a five-star beast."Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings.


    Gasps rippled through the crowd at the mention of five-star beasts, legendary creatures capable of decimating entire amateur knight squads, a feat far beyond the abilities of most of the Essentials present.


    "If you know you cannot complete such a task, I advise you never return to another Beast Hunt," Commander Ceto warned, his serious tone cutting through the buzz of excitement like a knife. Many Essentials turned and left the town square, disheartened by the challenge. Yet, a determined core remained, including Erenyx and Loretta, their resolve unshaken.


    Erenyx glanced around, her mind racing with possibilities. She needed a team, and fast. Loretta turned to her, the urgency clear in his voice. "It seems we''ll need to form a team. Do you have any allies here?"


    Erenyx shook her head. "Hell no, I came here alone. But we should be able to find others willing to join us."


    "Agreed," Loretta replied, and they set off in search of teammates.


    As they scanned the crowd, a pair of Essentials approached, a tall woman exuding an air of calm confidence, alongside a young man with pale, scaly skin and a mischievous grin. "We couldn''t help but overhear," the woman said, her voice smooth as silk. "We''re looking for a team as well. My name is Nala, and this is Kaku Roux."


    "I''m Erenyx, and this is Loretta," Erenyx introduced, a spark of hope igniting within her. "We''re in need of allies for the hunt."


    "Then it''s settled," Kaku said, his smirk widening. "Let''s see what we can do together, dear teammates."


    "Ah, it seems you all have found team members," Agheel remarked playfully from a distance. "For those of you remaining, you may set off whenever you see fit. You have three days to return to me here with a core. Good luck!"


    With that, many teams dashed toward the outskirts of Arystel, while others hurried to shops for supplies or better weapons. Erenyx, Nala, Kaku, and Loretta opted for a more measured approach, walking calmly through the streets.


    "Strategy," Nala stated bluntly, her demeanor shifting to one of focus.


    "Agreed," Loretta affirmed, and as they walked, they began to share details about their abilities. Loretta was guarded, only revealing that he wielded fire and could engage in both close and long-range combat. Kaku explained his unique abilities, detailing how he could stretch his limbs in serpentine ways, with an Essentia nature that encompassed lightning, earth, and water. Nala shared her prowess as a long-range archer, crafting arrows from her Essentia-infused materials, all while revealing her water-based abilities. Erenyx, however, chose to remain vague about her own powers, only mentioning her expertise in summoning and close-range combat.


    The group decided that Nala and Kaku would provide support from the back while Erenyx and Loretta took point in front. As they ventured into the forest, they scouted the surroundings for nearly forty minutes before Kaku suddenly alerted them.


    "I sense a group of weaker beasts approaching with great speed!" he announced, his expression shifting to one of urgency.


    Loretta raised his hand, conjuring a ring of fire around the team, creating a protective barrier while still allowing them to assess the approaching threat. With his arms crossed, he inquired, "Can you discern the type of beasts?"


    Kaku shook his head, a playful smile dancing on his lips. "Not yet, but I can feel them closing in!"


    Before Loretta could express his frustration at Kaku''s vagueness, a spider-like beast suddenly charged toward them, leaping over the ring of fire with a menacing shriek. Erenyx didn''t hesitate. With a swift kick, she intercepted the beast mid-air, shattering it into a cascade of limbs and ichor before it even touched the ground.


    "Nice one!" Kaku exclaimed, his mischievous grin growing wider as the rest of the group settled into battle-ready positions, adrenaline coursing through their veins. The remaining beasts, emboldened by the scent of battle, advanced towards them, ready to test the mettle of this new team.

 Enemy of The Order.

    The battle erupted in an instant. Erenyx vaulted over the ring of fire, her body propelled like a missile toward two charging beasts. Her foot connected with the first creature''s skull in a bone-crushing kick, sending a spray of dust and rock into the air. The force was so powerful it dislodged a shard of earth, which pierced the second beast she had missed, pinning it to the ground.


    Loretta followed, his movements fluid and graceful, almost like a dance. With a clap of his hands, flames roared to life, wreathing his fists as he surged forward. His strikes were precise and deliberate, his fire trailing in elegant arcs as he smashed through the small beasts with ease, each blow leaving nothing but scorched remains. The intense heat he generated made the air around him shimmer, creating an otherworldly atmosphere as he tore through their enemies.


    Kaku, with his sharp eyes, spotted beasts trying to flank them. In response, he unleashed tendrils of electricity that crackled through the air, striking down anything that moved too close to Erenyx or Loretta. His attacks were swift, sparking across the battlefield like lightning bolts. Meanwhile, Nala, calm and collected, let loose a volley of Essentia arrows from her conjured bow. Each arrow whistled through the air with deadly precision, intercepting the beasts Kaku had missed, turning their stealthy ambush into a futile effort.


    The team''s formation was perfect. Erenyx and Loretta held the front line, striking down beasts with a ferocity that kept the enemy at bay, while Kaku and Nala provided flawless support from a safe distance. Their synergy was palpable, their movements coordinated like a well-rehearsed performance.


    When the last of the beasts fell, the group took a moment to catch their breath. Their victory had been decisive, and it bolstered their spirits. Loretta relaxed, his posture visibly easing, and he casually placed his hands behind his head as they walked. Kaku and Nala exchanged quiet whispers, likely commenting on the battle. But before their conversation could continue, Loretta''s instincts flared.


    He froze, raising his hand to signal a stop. Nala, sensing the shift in atmosphere, immediately formed her Essentia bow, ready for action. Loretta''s body trembled unnaturally, as though something beyond his control was pulling at him. Without warning, his feet left the ground, and he was yanked forward with alarming speed, the world around him blurring as his body collided with something, or rather, someone.


    Loretta found himself face-to-face with a tall, pale man, his long black hair cascading down his back. His piercing purple eyes bore into Loretta''s, as though seeing straight through him. A searing pain erupted in Loretta''s abdomen. He gasped, realizing only then that a dagger was buried deep in his stomach. The hot, agonizing sensation intensified with every passing second, and blood dripped from his lips as he stared helplessly into the man''s eyes.


    "The Order of The Sun shall fall," the man whispered coldly as he wrenched the blade from Loretta''s stomach and let him collapse to the ground, blood pooling beneath him.


    Before the man could finish his next move, Nala reacted with swift precision. Seven glowing arrows of Essentia shot toward him, each one blazing through the air with deadly intent. Erenyx, already charging, clapped her hands together, summoning Zeus in a flash of thunderous light. The mythical bird screeched as it materialized, its talons outstretched and ready to attack. Kaku, wasting no time, extended his arms, pulling Loretta''s body toward him, dragging his injured friend out of harm''s way.If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.


    Just as the combined forces of Nala''s arrows, Zeus''s attack, and Erenyx''s charge were about to collide with the pale man, he raised a single hand, almost lazily. An invisible force rippled through the air, sending everything flying backward. "Osu." The arrows were deflected, Zeus was destroyed in an instant, and Erenyx was hurled into a nearby tree with bone-rattling force. The man didn''t flinch.


    "You''re not even strong enough to touch me," he said, his voice eerily calm, though it cracked slightly at the edges, betraying underlying instability.


    Erenyx, unshaken by the force of the blow, stood once more, her eyes blazing with determination. She slammed her fist into the ground, sending a spiraling pillar of earth toward the man. He kicked through it effortlessly, the debris scattering around him like leaves in the wind. "My business is with the boy of Ra," he declared, raising his hand again as a large, curved shuriken hurtled from the trees, embedding itself into the ground just inches from Kaku and the now unconscious Loretta.


    "Give me his life, and you may walk away," the man demanded bluntly, his eyes flickering with disdain. The shuriken vanished as quickly as it had appeared, like a mirage in the desert.


    Kaku, unfazed by the threat, glanced at Loretta''s prone form. With a steady hand, he ran his fingers over the gaping wound, his Essentia flowing into the injury. White, scaly skin formed over the area, closing the wound and stopping the bleeding. "I''m sorry, but I can''t do that," Kaku responded, his voice low but resolute. "Art of the Storm Emperor: Lesser Sparking Cloak."


    Lightning crackled across Kaku''s body, enveloping him in a dazzling electric aura. His hair, usually slicked back, now stood on end, spiking out wildly as he prepared to fight.


    Erenyx, her eyes glowing with a misty trail, locked onto the trees. She could see their hidden attacker, the one who had thrown the shuriken. "Get down here, coward," she snarled, her voice cold and unwavering. "What''s the matter? Scared?"


    Kaku carefully set Loretta down by a tree, giving him time to recover as he crouched low, his arms hanging loosely at his sides. His body swayed rhythmically, almost like a serpent in the wind. Nala''s face hardened as her Essentia bow grew in size, its jagged form glowing with immense power. Her usual calm demeanor was replaced by a fierce determination.


    "I suppose you can all die here," the pale man said softly, forming six rods of pure Essentia and launching them at Kaku. But before they could reach him, Nala''s jagged arrows shot forward, intercepting the rods in mid-air and knocking them off course. Kaku moved gracefully, his path twisting and turning like a snake in water.


    "Art of the Wicked: Sen''ei Jashin," Kaku whispered, his arms transforming into thousands of white snakes that surged toward the man, binding him in place. With a flick of his wrist, Kaku slipped under the man''s legs and appeared behind him, locking him in a serpent''s grip.


    The pale man cursed under his breath, struggling against the bindings. But it was too late, Nala had been preparing her shot. She released a single arrow, crackling with Essentia, its power immense. The arrow struck the man dead center, piercing him and sending him crashing to the ground, unconscious.


    Erenyx, still searching the forest, cursed as she lost sight of the other enemy. "Damn it! Coward!" she muttered before returning to the group. They dragged the pale man''s body into a large cave for shelter.


    Loretta sat up, clutching his stomach where Kaku''s white scales now covered his wound. "Kaku, what the hell did you do to me?" he muttered, running his fingers over the scaly patch.


    Kaku grinned mischievously. "Just a bit of my DNA. Helps with the healing process." He flexed his fingers, causing spikes to sprout from the scaly skin.


    "Get this crap off me before the tournament," Loretta grumbled, glaring at Kaku. Kaku tilted his head with a smile, teasing, "You sure you''ll be healed by then?"


    "Positive," Loretta shot back.


    Erenyx stomped her foot between them, raising a stone wall to separate the two. "Why can''t you two just get along?" she demanded, her voice filled with frustration.


    Loretta remained silent, but Kaku chuckled, his playful grin never fading. "I think we get along just fine!"

 Art of The Moon.

    The cave was steeped in an unsettling silence, the only sounds being the distant rush of wind and the steady drip of water echoing against the rocky walls. Erenyx''s stone wall stood resolute between Loretta and Kaku, its surface marred with cracks yet still holding firm. Even in her slumber, Erenyx exhibited an impressive command over Essentia, her subconscious power keeping the barrier intact. Loretta lay asleep, but not entirely, his mind trained to let only parts of his consciousness fall into the depths of rest, while a vigilant section remained on high alert, prepared to counter any threat that might dare approach.


    Kaku and Nala remained awake, their faces serious as they maintained a steady gaze locked onto one another. Time passed in silence until, finally, Nala turned away, her body relaxing as she allowed herself to slip into sleep. The cave held its breath, the stillness only interrupted by sudden gusts of wind that whistled through the cracks, mixing with the rhythmic drips from the damp ceiling.


    Kaku, needing an outlet for his restless energy, traced a curved line into the dirt, summoning a small white snake that slithered forth and darted into the cave''s dark recesses. Suddenly, Loretta''s eyes snapped open, sharp and searching, scanning the cave as if responding to an unseen sound before he reluctantly closed them again. Kaku, sensing the tension dissipate, relaxed his posture, his expression shifting to one of playful amusement.


    Moments later, Nala stirred, her hands moving fluidly to sign a message to Kaku. As Erenyx''s stone wall crumbled with a loud crack, Loretta seized the moment, feigning a natural awakening as his senses ignited. He sat up, gaze darting to the scales still covering his wound, poking at them absently. A sharp spike erupted from the patch, defending his fingers. He shot Kaku a disapproving glare, who merely smiled and waved cheerfully.


    "Tch," Loretta scoffed, dismissing Kaku''s antics as he turned his focus to the small flames dancing at his fingertips. He conjured tiny flowers of fire that glimmered momentarily before being extinguished by the cave''s chill. Kaku''s grin faded, replaced by a sense of urgency.


    "Get up! I sense something huge heading our way!" Kaku''s voice sliced through the stillness, reverberating against the cave walls.


    Loretta sprung to his feet, fire dripping from his fingers as his attention fixed on the cavern''s shadows. Erenyx, though still groggy, was jolted awake, her body thrumming with the power of Essentia already coursing through her veins.


    From the depths of the cave, ominous footsteps echoed, heavy and relentless, each step laced with a menacing power. As the creature lumbered forward, a chorus of low growls accompanied its every movement. When it finally emerged from the darkness, the sight was nightmarish, a grotesque chimera, a monstrous fusion of beasts. Its lion-like head exuded smoke from flared nostrils, while its eyes glistened like those of a spider. The upper torso appeared human, grotesquely merged with the body of a wyvern, dark purple wings stretching ominously from its front legs, goat-like hind legs propelling its grotesque form, and a long, sinuous snake for a tail.


    The creature''s growl resonated through the cave, its voice dripping with malice as it let out a chilling curse: "N-Nova¡­"


    Loretta wasted no time. He clapped his hands together, summoning flames that ignited his heart, spreading through his veins until they engulfed his hands. "Art of the Moon¡­" Erenyx whispered, her fingers dancing in an intricate series of signs. Her locs floated in the air like serpents, her silver-gray eyes gleaming as they left a misty trail behind. "Luctus Arborum Constrictum!"This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there.


    From the ground, roots of the Weeping Forest erupted, snaking upward with alarming speed. They surged toward the beast, wrapping around its limbs and constricting its movements. Loretta launched himself into the air, his flames propelling him forward as he prepared to deliver a devastating punch to the chimera''s head. His fist connected with bone and flesh, smashing the creature down into the cavern floor, where it released a harrowing, blood-curdling scream.


    Erenyx grimaced, feeling the drain on her Essentia as she poured more energy into the roots binding the beast. Nala, seizing her moment, took aim. "Art of the Archer: Eight Surging Arrows!" she announced, her voice ringing clear as she unleashed a barrage of arrows, each one imbued with potent energy and aimed for the beast''s vulnerable spots.


    "Art of the Wicked: Serpent''s Coil," Kaku declared as he began to shrink in size, channeling kinetic energy into his form. With a swift motion, he launched himself at the beast, transforming into a massive white serpent of pure Essentia that coiled through the air, striking at the chimera.


    The combined force of their attacks crashed into the beast, sending shockwaves through the cave as it howled in pain. Erenyx finally released her roots, exhaustion washing over her as she slumped forward, panting heavily. The chimera, however, staggered back, raising its head to unleash a roar filled with rage and fury.


    With a powerful flap of its wings, the chimera summoned a torrent of wind blades, sharp gusts infused with Essentia that sliced through the air, targeting the group with lethal precision. The sudden onslaught left the team reeling, cuts opening up across their bodies as they struggled to block the attacks.


    "Art of the Lotus: Fire Flower!" Loretta screamed, determination fueling his voice as he jumped into the air, inhaling deeply before exhaling a volley of fireballs towards the beast. The flames struck, but the creature barely flinched. "Tch, fire resistance," he grumbled as he landed back on the ground, frustration etched on his face.


    "Kaku, try every element you have until you can do some damage. Same for the rest of you." Nala infused water into her arrows, but they splashed against the creature''s hide with little effect, barely registering as an annoyance. Erenyx and Kaku joined forces, hurling rods of electricity that crackled and scorched the beast''s rotting skin, causing it to recoil in pain.


    Regrouping, Loretta felt his energy surge anew as he clapped his hands together once more. Flames erupted between his palms, twisting and curling as he crafted a sword of fire, the chains around his wrists morphing into glowing embers. "Let''s end this shit," he declared, his voice heavy with resolve. He rushed toward the chimera, channeling power into his blazing sword, increasing its size and intensity.


    Kaku placed his hands on Nala''s back, infusing her with thunder-based Essentia. Her bow transformed, jagged and crackling with electricity, as she pulled back the string. The arrow emitted a chorus of sounds like a thousand birds chirping, ready to take flight.


    But before Loretta could land the final blow, a sudden flash of light burst forth as Nala''s arrow moved slightly, piercing into the back of Loretta. He screamed, a raw cry of pain that echoed off the cave walls as he collapsed, paralyzed, his eyes turning white as he slipped from consciousness, his body crumpling to the floor.


    "Loretta!" Erenyx''s heart dropped, shock and fury flooding her system. She rushed to his side, panic surging as she summoned Shiki''s massive form to coil protectively around them. The enormous serpent shielded them from the beast''s relentless attacks, providing a fleeting sense of safety. "The hell is wrong with you!" she shouted, fury directed at Kaku and Nala.


    Kaku, unfazed, smiled and waved at her before casually turning and walking out of the cave, Nala following closely behind without a word.


    "Art of Life: Lesser Healing Aura," Erenyx murmured, a soothing green aura enveloping Loretta as she tended to him, her heart racing. "It''s all I can do, but it''s better than nothing," she told herself, determination hardening her features as she summoned both her axes, glaring at the chimera with renewed ferocity. "I''ll fucking murder them when I get out of here." Her eyes glowed a fierce crimson, a reflection of her rage and the blood moon looming above them, the final standoff ready to commence.

 Shattered Perception.

    The overwhelming stench of rot and decay filled Erenyx''s lungs, the rancid air so thick it felt as though it was trying to cling to her very being. She stood firm, though her body was battered, clothes torn and streaked with a mixture of grime and blood. The cavern walls seemed to echo the chimera''s grotesque, twisted movements as it twitched, its various limbs contorting unnaturally. The creature''s lion-like head, partially covered in matted fur and rotting scales, swiveled as it strained once more to speak, its voice raspy and broken, "N-Nova¡­"


    Erenyx, gripping her axes tightly, narrowed her eyes. Her muscles ached, her legs trembling beneath her, but she showed no signs of backing down. Blood dripped from the corner of her mouth as she bit her inner lip hard enough to break the skin, the taste of iron filling her mouth. Thunder crackled violently around her, shaking the very ground beneath her feet. The jagged bolts of energy shattered the earth, sending chunks of rock flying. "Will of the Forgotten: Storm Sovereign!" she roared, her voice filled with an unyielding fury.


    A thick cloud began to form behind her, dark and menacing, swirling with electric energy. The chimera flapped its massive, winged limbs, sending gusts of wind laced with Essentia crashing through the cave. Yet from the darkness of the cloud came two massive wings, lightning surging through them like veins, their color almost indistinguishable from the storm itself. With a thunderous screech, the cloud dispersed, revealing the titanic form of Zeus, his eyes gleaming with predatory focus. His long tail whipped through the air, crackling with energy, every movement sparking lightning that lit up the cave in blinding flashes.


    The chimera''s growl faltered, its grotesque head turning slowly to face the new threat, the spider-like eyes narrowing as if recognizing Zeus''s raw, destructive power. Erenyx, undeterred by the looming danger, screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice reverberating through the cavern, "LET''S GOOOOOOOO! THUNDERBEAT!" Zeus''s wings flapped with incredible force, the sound deafening, and a massive wave of thunder swept through the cavern like a violent storm. The ground trembled as lightning arced wildly from Zeus''s wings, searing the chimera''s already grotesque, rotting flesh.


    Seizing the opportunity, Erenyx darted beneath the beast, her axes trailing behind her as she slashed violently at its underbelly. Blood sprayed from the wound, splattering across the cavern floor as the chimera let out a guttural, pained roar. Zeus, hovering above, swooped down with blinding speed, his form almost a blur of lightning and feathers. He collided with the beast, exploding into a burst of electric energy that caused the entire cave to shudder. The chimera screamed again, its agonized cry echoing through the cave as Zeus reappeared behind Erenyx, thunder cracking the air with his arrival.


    "GIVE ME WHAT YOU GOT!" Erenyx''s voice rang out, thick with bloodlust, her eyes burning a fierce red, the same shade as the blood splattered across her body. She slid beneath the beast''s outstretched winged claw, its massive, malformed limb crashing into the stone floor, missing her by mere inches. With a swift turn of her body, she slashed at the creature''s wing, tearing through its leathery hide. The chimera let out a deep, agonized grunt, and its snake-like tail writhed in response, coiling beneath its belly to strike.


    But Erenyx was prepared. She raised her axe in time, the sharp blade slicing clean through the snake''s body with surgical precision. The chimera recoiled, jumping into the air and flapping its massive, tattered wings to escape, its tail twitching and writhing in agony.


    "DON''T RUN FROM ME, PUSSY!" Erenyx spat, her voice dripping with rage as she rapidly formed a series of hand signs. "BEAM HIS ASS, ZEUS!" she commanded. With a crackling roar, Zeus unleashed a powerful beam of lightning, the energy coalescing into a blinding streak that struck the chimera in midair, sending it crashing back to the ground. The beast hit the floor with a sickening thud, its body convulsing as arcs of electricity coursed through its form.A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation.


    Erenyx charged once more, her feet kicking up dust and debris as she sprinted towards the fallen creature. A wild, manic grin spread across her face as she drove her axe into the beast''s ankle, the bones snapping with a sickening crunch. The chimera howled in pain, its leg collapsing beneath its own weight. But as Erenyx prepared for the final strike, her power suddenly faltered. Zeus''s form flickered and vanished, his energy spent, and Erenyx''s locs fell limp around her shoulders, the light in her eyes dimming as her Essentia reserves were depleted. "Ah, shit¡­"


    Her knees buckled, and she collapsed onto the cold stone floor, her axes disappearing into the void. The chimera, sensing its advantage, let out a triumphant roar. With renewed strength, it kicked her into the cavern wall, the impact sending waves of pain through her body. As she tried to push herself up, the beast unleashed a powerful Essentia ball from its mouth, striking her directly. The force of the blast left her gasping for breath, her body battered and broken.


    Before she could recover, the chimera seized her in its massive jaws, its teeth pressing into her flesh. Erenyx grimaced, her vision fading as she felt the cold grip of death closing in.


    "You know¡­ I never expected to have this much fun¡­ leaving the clan."


    The voice came from above, calm yet filled with an eerie intensity. Loretta Ra floated into the air, his body seemingly weightless, though his presence felt like a raging inferno. His hair, once pure black, had taken on the colors of a smoldering fire, a burnt orange that seemed to shimmer in the dim light. The raw power of his Essentia was so dense, it created a visible aura around him, crackling with heat.


    As the chimera turned its gaze towards him, still clutching Erenyx in its jaws, Loretta''s eyes glinted with a dangerous calm. "Oh, I believe you should put her down. Carrying her in your mouth may not be the safest option." His words carried a strange authority, as if the very air around him bowed to his will.


    Drawing upon the vast reserves of power flowing through him, Loretta summoned a massive bow of fire, its vibrant flames flickering with lethal intent. The air hummed with the energy gathering in the bowstring, the tension almost palpable. "May God bless your soul," he whispered as the form of a radiant woman appeared behind him, her hands gently resting on his shoulders. Her presence amplified his power, the bow glowing with an intense crimson and orange hue as Loretta released the arrow.


    For a moment, nothing happened. Then, in a single blink, the chimera''s chest was torn open, a gaping hole where its heart had been. The arrow''s path had pierced straight through the cave, leaving behind a massive opening that allowed sunlight to flood into the chamber, bathing Loretta in an ethereal glow. "Pierce the sun," he murmured, his voice barely audible over the dying screams of the chimera.


    Loretta floated back to the ground, his body nearly spent, collapsing onto the cold stone floor as exhaustion overtook him. "Hey, Erenyx¡­ you alive?" he muttered, his voice weak. The cave fell into a tense silence, broken only by the faint sound of breathing. After a moment, Erenyx''s weak voice responded, "Maybe¡­ I don''t know yet."


    Both of them lay there in silence, their bodies broken but alive. Loretta chuckled softly before slipping into unconsciousness, and Erenyx followed soon after.


    Outside the cave, hidden in the shadows, a man watched. Clad in darkness, his presence seemed to distort the very fabric of time around him. He hummed softly to himself, observing the scene with quiet amusement. "Oh, how shameful, Kaku. Even with age, you can''t get anything right, dear brother," he mused before vanishing into thin air, leaving no trace behind.


    Two days passed before Kaku Roux returned to the cave, his serpentine form slithering across the stone. "Holy shit¡­ they actually beat it," he muttered, his smile widening as he approached the massive core of the chimera. Its cold surface shimmered under his touch, and he wrapped his arms around it, preparing to take it.


    But just as he turned to leave, a hand¡ªbattered and bloody¡ªgrabbed at his leg. "Go to hell," Erenyx rasped, her eyes burning with fury as she stared up at him. Kaku sneered, spitting at her before stomping on her hand and walking out of the cave, leaving Erenyx cursing his name behind him.

 The All Seeing.

    Kaku emerged from the cave, the cold air hitting his face like a slap as he stepped out from its dark, musty depths. His breath hung in the air, fogging slightly as he exhaled in relief. The weight of the cavern felt like a living thing, pressing against his back as he turned to glance over his shoulder one last time. For a moment, it felt as though the cave itself was staring back, something ancient and sinister lurking in its shadows. His spine shuddered, but he shook it off, his usual mischievous grin vanishing as his face twisted into a scowl of pure fury.


    "Stupid, stupid, stupid," Kaku snarled, his lips curling in disgust. The veins on his neck and arms bulged, spiderwebbing across his skin like ropes pulling taut, his muscles swelling grotesquely beneath his clothes. His slender frame seemed to double in mass, his body rippling with raw, unchecked power. His normally slicked-back hair whipped wildly in the wind, strands sticking out in all directions like the mane of a wild beast. The Essentia around him pulsed violently, a chaotic storm of energy that seemed to warp the air itself, sending cracks through the earth beneath his feet. Jagged chunks of rock broke free from the ground, rising and crumbling as his power lashed out like writhing serpents, crashing into the forest floor and slamming into the air above him.


    "I hate you." His voice was low, venomous, as if each word was a poison he could barely contain. The sky seemed to darken around him as his fury grew. The remnants of his brother, Ely, still clung to the atmosphere¡ªhis lingering presence was palpable, like a bitter aftertaste that Kaku couldn''t spit out. It enraged him, driving his power to even more dangerous heights.


    "Why was it you?" he growled, teeth grinding together so hard they might shatter. His Essentia deepened in color, growing darker and thicker, swirling like an obsidian vortex of rage. The forest seemed to come alive with fear¡ªbirds screeched as they scattered from the treetops, and even the smallest creatures fled, sensing the raw malevolence spilling from Kaku''s aura. Hidden proctors, who had been silently watching the Beast Hunt, felt their own hairs stand on end, their instincts telling them to stay far away.


    Kaku''s eyes began to bleed as they spun violently, his pupil narrowing further into a vertical slit, already thin like a serpent''s gaze but now razor-sharp, predatory. His iris shimmered with an eerie green-yellow gradient, glinting like scales reflecting the moonlight. The whites of his eyes darkened, as though shadows were pooling in the sockets themselves. His Eonveil, Ophidian Veil, had awakened.


    "Oh, brother¡­" Kaku hissed, his voice dripping with venom. The air crackled with raw power as his rage peaked. "Your power no longer eclipses mine." His eyes darted from side to side, searching for prey, honing in on the proctor watching from a distance. Kaku paused, his body shivering uncontrollably as something invisible and grotesque seemed to claw its way out of his mouth, his head tilted back in a silent scream. In an instant, the proctor lost sight of him, panic rising in his chest. Before he could even reach for his earpiece, a cold blade traced across his throat, and he fell silently from the tree, his body crumpling onto the forest floor below.


    Kaku materialized behind the fallen proctor, his form seeming to solidify out of the shadows. His tongue, long and snake-like, flicked out of his mouth to lick the blood that had splattered across his cheek. He grinned wickedly, savoring the taste before vanishing once more, his presence fading like smoke on the wind.


    Inside the cave, Loretta stirred awake, his body snapping upright as his eyes darted around, quickly taking in his surroundings. His face hardened into a stern expression, his muscles tense. The chimera''s corpse lay sprawled before him, its twisted form still and lifeless, but something was missing.


    "Where the hell is its core?" he muttered, eyes narrowing as he scanned the body.


    "Kaku took it," came Erenyx''s voice, calm and steady despite the circumstances. She leaned against the cave wall, her face more composed than Loretta''s.


    "The hell? Like he came back and just... took the core?" Loretta''s tone was incredulous as he winced, reaching for his back. The dull throb of pain still lingered from the battle.


    "I tended to your wounds as best I could," Erenyx said matter-of-factly, her voice level. "Today''s the last day of the Hunt. We need to return soon."


    She stretched her arms, her muscles stiff but functional, and without further hesitation, she headed for the mouth of the cave. Loretta watched her, noting the subtle change in her demeanor¡ªmore serious than usual, her carefree nature subdued by the weight of their failure. He got up, grimacing slightly, and followed her.


    As they stepped out of the cave together, the rain greeted them¡ªa steady, rhythmic drizzle that soaked the forest floor and filled the air with the smell of damp earth. It wasn''t a heavy downpour, but the persistent patter of raindrops on leaves and stone created an almost oppressive atmosphere. They moved through the forest at a brisk pace, neither walking leisurely nor rushing¡ªboth lost in their own thoughts, weighed down by a sense of disgrace.


    Loretta''s mind turned over the events of the Beast Hunt, his jaw tightening as he replayed the attacks he had endured, especially the one aimed at his family. Dammit Greyoll, he thought bitterly, cursing his father¡ªthe leader of The Order of The Sun¡ªunder his breath. The rain trickled down his face, masking the intensity of his frustration. Erenyx sensed his inner turmoil but chose to say nothing, her own thoughts clouded with the reality of their situation.


    Eventually, the forest thinned out, the path leading them back toward the city''s outskirts. Their feet slowed, their sighs mingling with the soft rhythm of the rain as they resigned themselves to whatever awaited them.Stolen content warning: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences.


    As they entered the city, Commander Agheel was already there, standing at attention with a faint, knowing smile on his face. The rain barely touched him, as if the very air around him dared not disturb his commanding presence.


    "Welcome back," Agheel said, his voice calm but authoritative. Before either Erenyx or Loretta could speak, he raised a finger to his lips, silencing them with a gesture.


    "Now now, don''t worry. You passed just fine," he continued, his words dripping with an almost playful tone.


    Erenyx and Loretta exchanged glances, their faces reflecting equal parts shock and confusion. How could they have passed after such a dismal outcome?


    "As the leader of the Clan of Ceto, of course, I can pull a few strings," Agheel explained, his smile widening. "Consider yourselves lucky that I was the one watching over this Beast Hunt."


    With a final, almost teasing smile, Agheel and his guards vanished in a blur of speed, leaving Erenyx and Loretta standing in stunned silence. They looked at each other, the weight of the moment hitting them all at once, and despite everything, they couldn''t help but grin. Fists bumped, and for the first time since the battle, the tension lifted slightly.


    hey visited the hospital next, getting checked over, though neither had any severe injuries. Loretta, however, couldn''t help but gape at the massive scar running down his back, his normally stoic demeanor replaced with pure disbelief.


    Afterward, they headed to a restaurant, hunger gnawing at them after days without food. As they devoured plates of spaghetti, their shared love for the dish brought laughter to their table, the dark events of the hunt momentarily forgotten as they bonded over something simple.


    Elsewhere, the man who had attacked Loretta at the start of the Beast Hunt sat perched high in a tree, his sharp gaze scanning the forest below. "Ryai, you should know better than to try hiding from me," the man spoke, his tone indifferent, yet piercing in its cold accuracy. His violet eyes, sharp and unblinking, seemed to see through everything around him. He was none other than Sorin Leos, the man responsible for Loretta''s earlier assault. A giggle echoed faintly from behind a nearby tree as a young boy, no more than seventeen, appeared, stepping out into the open with a playful grin.


    "Just testing those all-seeing eyes of yours, Sorin," Ryai teased, his small stature making him seem almost childlike beside Sorin''s imposing figure. He sprinted over and hopped onto the same branch, sitting next to Sorin, whose gaze never left the horizon.


    "And how do you plan to prepare for the tournament?" Ryai asked, his tone shifting from playful to curious as he watched Sorin carefully.


    Sorin remained silent for a long moment, his mind turning over the calculations in his head before he spoke. "I''m going to combine my two forces¡ªattraction and repulsion¡ªinto one attack."


    Ryai''s eyes widened in alarm, his playful smirk vanishing as dread crept into his expression. "You do realize how dangerous that is, right? You could end up creating a black hole, Sorin. That could destroy everything¡ªour entire world."


    Sorin glanced at Ryai, unfazed by his concern. "But have I ever been one to fail?" he asked coolly, his confidence unshaken. Ryai rolled his eyes and flicked Sorin on the forehead with two fingers.


    "Don''t get us killed," Ryai muttered, vanishing in a blur of Essentia, the wisping energy lingering in the air where he had stood just moments before.


    Sorin returned to his thoughts, his hands slowly rising in front of him. In his left hand, the force of attraction swirled like a black orb, pulsing with gravitational power. In his right, the force of repulsion glowed with an intense light, pushing away the very air around it. He brought them closer together, watching as the two forces seemed to hum with energy, each drawn toward the other yet held apart by Sorin''s control.


    "What would truly happen if I could merge them?" Sorin mused aloud, the orbs of power in his hands dancing precariously close. He allowed them to drift nearer, just enough to feel the potential surge of destruction that lay within their union, but not enough to unleash it.


    A sharp voice interrupted his thoughts. "Do you think my eyes do not perceive you? Serpent?" Sorin''s voice was calm, but there was a hint of warning beneath it.


    From the ground below, a small white serpent slithered through the grass, its scales shimmering under the moonlight. It coiled and writhed before slowly taking the form of a man¡ªKaku Roux.


    "My apologies, Sir Leos," Kaku murmured, his voice slick with false respect as he bowed low, but the glint in his eyes betrayed his defiance.


    "Watch your tongue," Sorin said sternly, his eyes narrowing. "You have no right to address me by that name."


    Kaku froze at Sorin''s command, but after a moment''s hesitation, he slithered closer, his body coiling with tension. "I''ve come to report on the prince of Ra," Kaku said cautiously. "He survived."


    Sorin''s expression darkened, and without warning, his left hand shot forward, the orb of attraction still pulsing within it. "Hiku," he muttered, and in an instant, Kaku''s throat was yanked forward by an invisible force, Sorin''s fingers tightening around his windpipe. Kaku choked, his eyes bulging as he was pulled off his feet.


    "Do you wish to die, Serpent?" Sorin''s voice was cold, his violet eyes burning into Kaku''s. The air around them seemed to hum with lethal energy, the tension so thick it was suffocating.


    Kaku''s lips trembled as he gasped for breath. "No, Sorin¡­ I¡ª" Before he could finish, Sorin released him, letting him drop to the ground.


    Essentia rods burst from Sorin''s fingers, impaling Kaku and pinning him to the earth like a crucifix. Kaku writhed in pain, his body trembling as he struggled against the binds, his snake-like eyes wide with fear.


    "I hope you''ve said your final goodbyes," Sorin said softly, his tone almost serene as he formed another rod of Essentia. But this one was different¡ªit crackled with more power than the others, its shape warping and twisting as Sorin poured more and more energy into it, until it became a massive spear, hovering menacingly above Kaku.


    "WAIT!" Kaku shouted, his voice breaking with desperation. Sorin''s eyes locked onto him once more, his gaze icy and unforgiving.


    "Idiot," Kaku spat, blood trickling from the corners of his mouth as he activated his Ophidian Veil again. His eyes spun violently, an invisible force crawling out of his throat as his mouth opened wide, unnaturally wide, like a serpent unhinging its jaw.


    Kaku''s body shimmered, shedding like the skin of a snake, and before Sorin could strike, he vanished into the shadows, his form slipping away unseen. For a moment, it seemed as though he had escaped.


    But Sorin didn''t move from his perch on the tree branch, his eyes still fixed on the moon. A faint smirk crossed his lips.


    "Yet you still think you can escape my eyes? You''re the idiot," Sorin muttered, his voice filled with quiet amusement as he allowed Kaku to flee, knowing full well that there was no place in this world where the serpent could hide from his gaze.

 0013 Damage.

    As the sun began to set over the city of Arystel, the bustling streets gradually quieted, but not because of the hour¡ªit was because of the two figures strolling down the main road. Every eye was drawn to them, residents pausing mid-step or mid-conversation, captivated by the unusual pair. First was a massive man, towering above the crowd, his chocolate-brown skin gleaming in the waning sunlight. Scars traced intricate patterns across his bare chest, and his muscles rippled with every step, a stark contrast to the ragged black shorts he wore. His hair, long and straight, hung loosely around his broad shoulders. His face, concealed by a plain white mask with the letter "S" carved into it, was unreadable, but his sheer presence commanded respect¡ªperhaps even fear. Cuffs dangled from his wrists, remnants of chains that were now broken, suggesting he had recently escaped from captivity.


    Perched on the man''s left shoulder was a small boy, no older than six, swinging his legs and humming as if the two of them were on a casual afternoon walk. The boy wore a similar white mask, though his bore a carving of the planet Conravia rather than a letter. His attire was much more modest¡ªblue shorts, sneakers, and a plain white shirt¡ªbut the way he casually sat atop the giant, it was clear that he held no fear, only trust.


    "Hey, S, I want an apple!" the boy called out, pointing toward a nearby fruit stall with the enthusiasm only a child could muster. Without hesitation, the enormous man turned and approached the stall. The vendor, visibly shaking, dared not refuse as the giant picked up an apple that looked like a mere toy in his massive hand. The child, still seated on the giant''s shoulder, reached into his pocket and tossed five Kril toward the vendor. The two continued down the street, the air around them thick with unease. No one dared to interfere with the pair, instinctively giving them space as they passed.


    "Y''know, S, this has been more fun than I expected!" the boy said with a cheerful laugh, patting the giant''s head as if they were old friends. The giant, whose name was apparently "S," responded with nothing more than a grunt, but it seemed to be enough for the boy, who laughed as if he understood the unspoken words. The streets of Arystel remained eerily quiet as the duo disappeared further down the road, their presence lingering like a shadow.


    In contrast to the tranquil streets, Kaku Roux sat alone in his hotel room, the air around him tense. His hands were clenched into fists, veins bulging against his skin as he muttered under his breath, "All-seeing bastard." His fist struck the wall with a resounding crack, and the entire surface splintered, resembling a spiderweb of shattered stone. Yet, as quickly as the damage appeared, the wall began to shift and ripple, flowing like liquid until it reformed itself, flawless and whole once more. Kaku grimaced, glaring at the wall. "Freaky ass fucking walls," he muttered. He leaned his head against the cool surface, closing his eyes as a heavy sigh escaped his lips. His thoughts drifted back to his brother, Elysian.


    "Elysian, where did you go, brother?" His voice, usually dripping with malice, was now softer, tinged with a rare moment of vulnerability. Memories of their time together flickered in his mind, the bond they once shared now little more than a distant echo. A single tear traced down his cheek before he angrily wiped it away, forcing himself to stand. ''What the hell am I doing?'' he thought, shaking his head. He made his way to the bathroom, pulling off his shirt and standing before the mirror. Dark marks marred his scaly skin, remnants of the rods Sorin had driven into him during their last encounter. His fingers ghosted over the wounds, feeling the dull ache beneath his fingertips. "That bastard could''ve killed me," he muttered, his reflection scowling back at him.You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author.


    His phone buzzed suddenly, dragging his attention away from the mirror. Kaku glanced down, his brow furrowing when he saw an unsaved number. "The hell is this?" he said, flipping the phone open. The message sent a chill down his spine: You stand in the bathroom, lifting your shirt, looking at your wounds. You cannot escape my eyes. His grip tightened on the phone before he hurled it against the bathroom wall in frustration. The device shattered on impact, and Kaku let out a low growl. "Dammit," he whispered, storming out of the bathroom and slamming the door behind him.


    Far across the city, in a dimly lit room filled with polished furniture and expensive decor, a group of businessmen sat around a grand circular table. The air was thick with tension, though the men attempted to mask it behind forced smiles and pleasantries. One particularly large man, his round belly straining against the buttons of his tailored suit, stood at the head of the table, his face flushed with self-satisfaction.


    "200,000 Kril. That''s how much I made selling off information before the Beast Hunt," the man boasted, his voice booming through the room. The others clapped briefly, their applause lukewarm and short-lived. "200,000 Kril, and you did that with how many clients?" one of the masked men asked, his tone probing.


    "That''s the best part! Just two clients," the large man replied, his laughter causing his stomach to shake. "I''m telling you, this year, many clans are out for blood." He laughed again, a booming sound that echoed through the room. The other men joined in, but their laughter was strained, uneasy.


    The laughter was cut short when, in a flash, the fat man''s throat was slit open, his head lolling back as blood sprayed across the table. Chaos erupted. The men scrambled from their chairs, some trying to flee, others too frozen in shock to move. One by one, they were cut down¡ªsome cleaved in half, others stabbed or beheaded in the chaos. Blood splattered across the once-pristine walls, painting the room in a grotesque display of carnage.


    In the center of the massacre stood a boy, short in stature and cloaked in darkness. It was Ryai, his hood pulled low over his head and his cowl obscuring most of his face. His katana dripped with blood, the black dragon etched into its handle glistening in the dim light. The blade itself seemed to be made of pure darkness, tendrils of shadow coiling from it and dripping onto the floor like ink.


    "You all disgust me," Ryai''s voice was cold, despite its youthful pitch. His violet eyes, cold and calculating, scanned the room, barely open as he took in the blood-soaked scene. He wiped his face with a white towel before tossing it aside, his movements methodical, detached. His tongue glowed faintly as markings appeared along its surface, the word Forget forming in front of him, thick and inky.


    He raised his sword, and with a single, fluid motion, sliced through the word. In an instant, the room was restored. The chairs were upright, the walls and floors spotless, and there was no sign of the massacre that had taken place moments before. Sweat beaded on Ryai''s brow as his breathing grew heavier. Without a word, he vanished into the shadows.


    Outside, Sorin walked through the quiet streets, his violet eyes observing everything with detached interest. Beside him, Ryai reappeared, his hood lowered, and his cowl pulled back.


    "Complete. No evidence,"


    Ryai reported, his voice flat. Sorin patted Ryai''s head affectionately, running his fingers through the boy''s braids. "Good. I expected nothing less, Ryai boy," he said with a small smile.


    "Hungry?"


    He asked Ryai, before answering himself, "Ah, nevermind I can see your lack of appetite."


    Ryai looked up at him, "What can''t you see, Sorin?"


    Sorin chuckled before answering,


    "I wonder that too sometimes."


    The two walked peacefully for hours before eventually returning to their own apartment, ending the night in peace.

 0014 The Devil Has Hands.

    The gasping breaths of a man echoed through the dark, his body suspended in the grip of an unseen figure, barely clutching at the hand that gripped his neck with an iron strength. "Do you take me as a fool?" The voice came from the hidden figure, its tone deep, resonant, and filled with an eerie power. It was the kind of voice that could command armies or terrify kings, each word laced with authority. "N-No sir, TW, I would never think such a thing!" The man stammered, his voice choked with fear as he tried to appeal to his captor.


    "Yet you attempt to swindle me out of my money? That''s the kind of thing you''d only try on a fool," the mysterious voice continued, his tone sharp enough to cut through any feeble excuse. As the businessman trembled, his face frozen in terror, two gleaming blue eyes pierced through the shadowy veil, intensifying the hold of fear squeezing his heart. They were strikingly luminous, like sapphires ignited by an eternal flame, an uncanny stare that made the businessman feel as though his very soul was being unraveled thread by thread.


    "I swear on my life, I would never do such a thing!" he sobbed, his pleas spilling out in a desperate cascade as tears rolled down his cheeks. Each word hung in the stale air, burdened with panic and raw fear.


    "Such a sad thing¡­" The grip around his neck tightened, like a vice turning ever so slowly. "Your life means nothing to me." The unseen figure''s eyes flared brighter, their ghostly blue glow intensifying as if feeding off the man''s terror. The businessman''s skin began to sag and gray, his once-plump cheeks hollowing out, as though something intangible was draining him. His body shriveled, becoming frail, thin, until he was almost skeletal¡ªuntil, with a final gasp, he turned to dust.


    The figure sighed, looking down at the pile of gray powder on the floor. "Ah, it seems your lies have caught up with you, Matt," he murmured, his voice both casual and dismissive, his words a mere farewell to a life that had just crumbled before him.


    Breaking the silence, a small child''s voice chirped with playful impatience, "Strength! Pick me up! I wanna go on a walk!" A towering figure emerged from the shadows, disheveled and rugged, yet gentle as he lifted the child onto his shoulder. He emitted a series of guttural grunts, almost as if speaking an unknown language to the child. The child''s demeanor shifted, eyes narrowing as a powerful, ominous voice emerged from him that was entirely unlike his own.


    "We shall never allow these pigs to deprive us of our money," he said, his words venomous yet strangely controlled. Standing on the giant''s shoulder, the child crossed his arms, his face barely visible beneath the mask he wore. His eyes, however, shone through, vast and cerulean, filled with the look of someone much older¡ªlike staring into a cosmos beyond time.


    Across town, Erenyx looked up from her phone, her brow furrowing as she regarded Loretta. "Hey, Loretta," she started, crossing her arms with a serious look. Loretta set down his weights, flexing his fingers as he stretched. "What''s up?"


    Erenyx hesitated, her gaze intense. "What''s up with people trying to kill you?"


    Loretta''s expression darkened. He rubbed his temples, his posture sagging slightly. "You ever heard of The Order of The Sun?" At her shake of the head, he continued, his voice low and almost bitter. "In simple terms, it''s a militia group. And I''m their leader''s son. I was part of them once." He paused, his eyes haunted as he stared at the ground. "We slaughtered hundreds, maybe even thousands. Entire clans and tribes wiped out, just because we could. I have blood on my hands, Erenyx¡ªinnocent people''s blood. So, if people want me dead, I understand why."


    His words lingered, heavy and raw, while Erenyx found herself stunned at the depth of his tone. She had never imagined Loretta, who seemed so lively, could harbor such grief. "Were you forced to?" she asked, trying to soften the weight of his words.


    For a long moment, he just looked at her, a memory seemingly overwhelming him. "There was a guy, mayybe a little older than me at the time, actually. Could barely use his Essentia when I met him." His hands began to shake as he continued, his voice cracking. "He had these¡­purple eyes. Freaked me out." He laughed bitterly, hollowly. "I killed his family, and then¡­ I let him live. I couldn''t stand looking into those eyes. I thought someone else would take care of it, but they didn''t." His voice trembled. "I''m not innocent."


    Erenyx placed her hand on his shoulder, her expression unreadable. "Honestly, I can''t really console you here. You''re¡­pretty much fucked."


    Loretta gave a dry chuckle, waving off the moment as though it hadn''t happened. "Yeah," he said, a hint of his usual humor returning. "You''re probably right." Then, he straightened up, his eyes sparkling with something different. "But I want to do something. I want to conquer the devil''s thumb."


    Erenyx raised a brow, her voice deadpan. "The hell''s wrong with you? Are you trying to die?"


    "Even if I''m not strong enough¡­" His eyes glinted with a challenge. "I know you are." Erenyx sighed, crossing her arms and smirking. "Which hand?"


    "The left," Loretta responded, a small grin tugging at his lips. "I''m not dumb enough to try the right."


    Erenyx scoffed, almost amused. "So, you want us to face Eldryis? The Mother Gorgon?"


    Loretta''s expression turned deadly serious as he nodded, and Erenyx couldn''t help but feel a rush of excitement mixed with dread. "Fine," she replied, her voice firm. "Tomorrow?"


    Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions.He grinned, his fist clenching with anticipation. "Tomorrow."


    As the two settled in, Erenyx disappeared into her hotel room''s bathroom, while Loretta laid back on the couch, a faint smile on his face. Conravia''s twin moons rose high in the sky, casting their ethereal glow over the bustling city. Stars glittered against the black canvas, larger than usual, dancing slowly across the heavens, as if they were alive. The rings encircling Conravia added to the splendor, shimmering like a crown of icy jewels that made the planet appear as if it were glistening.


    The next morning, as they prepared their weapons and packed supplies, Loretta summoned his sleek, black motorcycle from a vortex of fire. Erenyx whistled in admiration as the sun glinted off the polished metal. Without a second thought, she hopped onto the bike behind him, and they roared off, leaving the city of Arystel behind.


    Their journey led them through vast deserts where the sun beat down mercilessly, making the horizon waver like a mirage. The bike''s wheels left trails in the soft sand, which was quickly swept away by the ever-shifting dunes. They pressed on through dense forests, weaving around towering Crystal Bears whose glossy fur sparkled with natural prisms, creating rainbow flecks with every shaft of light. Loretta skillfully maneuvered through unseen roots and low-hanging branches, each twist of the throttle sending them hurtling toward their destination.


    Finally, the terrain changed. The ground began to crack beneath them, dark and dry, as if even the earth itself had been drained of life. Massive stone pillars, jagged and twisted in unnatural ways, stretched toward the sky. The air grew heavy with a feeling of sorrow, thick and cloying.


    "I think we''re close," Loretta muttered, slowing the bike as he took in their surroundings. Erenyx nodded, swallowing nervously as she felt something watching them from within the shadows, cold, predatory eyes hidden from sight. She summoned her weapons, Gin and Kin, as rocks and water converged in her hands, solidifying into her twin axes. "Show yourself!" she yelled, her voice firm despite the sweat gathering on her brow.


    Loretta, despite his focus, could sense nothing, yet he readied himself, his locs starting to float and twist, crackling with fire as he tried to see what had Erenyx so rattled.


    A low, rumbling thump reverberated through the earth. They both froze, hearing the approaching steps, slow and deliberate. A hissing noise filled the air, sending a shiver down Loretta''s spine. "Eldryis?" he asked, voice barely a whisper.


    Erenyx shook her head. "She''s not that big."


    The creature''s head appeared from behind a towering stone, serpentine, its ashen gray scales dull but thick. Fire dripped from its maw, sizzling as it hit the ground. It looked worn and scarred, its head barely lifted above the ground as it slithered forward, dragging a colossal blade behind it, the jagged weapon as damaged and ancient as the beast itself.


    "I¡­ shall¡­ end¡­ you¡­ here¡­" Its voice was slow, rasping, filled with venom.


    Loretta swallowed, glancing at Erenyx. "What the hell is that?"


    "It''s a Fire Wyrm¡­ but this one is¡­ different. They don''t speak." Erenyx''s voice was tight with fear, her grip on her axes white-knuckled.


    Loretta chuckled nervously. "It''ll be a fun fight, right?"


    Erenyx shot him a glare but couldn''t stop the smirk creeping onto her face. "Right."


    The Fire Wyrm advanced with an agonizing slowness, its massive body winding through the desolate landscape, scales scraping over rocks with a sound like nails on metal. Each slither drew it closer, the ground quaking beneath the weight of the ancient creature. Its single eye, glowing faintly like an ember on the verge of dying, narrowed on them as if assessing its next meal.


    "You¡­ will¡­ perish¡­ to¡­ Kaneth¡­" the Wyrm intoned, each word a guttural growl that rattled the stones nearby. Its name hung in the air with a primal weight¡ªKaneth, The Elder Fire Wyrm, a name that carried dread and finality. There was an unearthly power to Kaneth''s voice, so old and raw that it seemed to seep directly into their bones.


    Kaneth''s body rippled, a hiss escaping his maw as his sinewy form tensed, his massive, ragged wings unfurling and snapping outwards. With an immense surge, he launched himself into the air, wings beating furiously, each stroke sending a wave of searing hot air toward Erenyx and Loretta. The massive blade was hoisted high above his head, poised to strike with unrelenting fury.


    Erenyx acted swiftly, slamming her hands into the ground. The earth responded in kind, a gigantic stone pillar surging upward, its jagged face speeding toward the beast''s flaming maw. The force of the stone hitting Kaneth sent cracks spiderwebbing across its surface, but Kaneth''s weight was unrelenting. His hulking form crashed through the pillar, shards of stone exploding outward as the column crumbled under his might. Erenyx and Loretta leapt to the side, barely escaping as fragments of rock and molten debris rained down around them, the impact sending tremors through the ground beneath their feet.


    Kaneth landed with a resounding crash, his blade slashing through the air as it struck the ground. Shards of molten rock erupted, spraying in all directions, forcing Erenyx and Loretta to shield themselves as embers singed their clothes. The air grew thick with the acrid scent of burning earth and the oppressive heat that radiated from the Elder Wyrm''s hulking form.


    "You¡­ will¡­ not¡­ reach¡­ Lady Eldryis¡­" Kaneth''s voice echoed, more a growl of defiance than a threat, the words seething with ancient rage, yet calm at the same time.

 0015 The Mother Gorgon.

    The vast, open battleground stretched before them, desolate and intimidating, punctuated only by twisted spires of dark, scorched rock that rose from the cracked earth like skeletal remains. The heat clung to the air, distorting the view of the jagged terrain in a haze, with each breath feeling heavy as if weighed by the intense stillness before the storm.


    Kaneth''s massive, scaled head shifted slowly, his smoldering eyes narrowing as they fixed on Erenyx and Loretta. His voice, rough and guttural, echoed around them, sounding like rocks grinding against one another: "You¡­ cannot¡­ escape¡­ death¡­" With a monstrous determination, he started to lumber forward, each ponderous step trembling the ground beneath them. His pace quickened, transforming into a sluggish yet thunderous charge as he lunged toward them, his jaws parting to reveal rows of jagged teeth, glistening with molten fire that dripped to the floor, scorching it black.


    As Kaneth drew near, his maw gaping wide to swallow them whole, Erenyx''s body tensed, adrenaline firing through her veins. She crouched low and, with explosive strength, launched herself directly under his snapping jaws. In a powerful upward kick, she struck his maw shut, sending his enormous bulk soaring briefly into the air before she twisted mid-spin, axes flashing in the dim light as they found their mark along his thick, scaly neck. The axes bit deep, but not deep enough. Kaneth''s body crashed back down, a rumbling shockwave radiating from his impact, sending chunks of molten rock scattering like sparks from a forge.


    "Damn? Was it that easy?" Loretta muttered, his tone more wary than relieved, even as he summoned his own blade to his hand. Flames coiled around his fingers, forming a blade that seemed to breathe with embers of life.


    Erenyx cast him a sidelong glance, catching her breath. "Hell no. I put everything I had into that, and he barely flinched."


    Kaneth''s eyes blazed as he slowly pushed himself upright, his voice ragged and drenched in venomous contempt. "Your¡­ fire¡­ isn''t¡­ pure¡­ enough¡­" With a swift, sinuous motion, Kaneth swung his massive tail toward Loretta, who steadied his sword, ready to slice through it. But the tail''s armored scales proved tougher than he anticipated; his blade barely made a scratch before the force sent him hurtling backward, shattering a nearby rock pillar with his impact. Dazed, Loretta shook off the shock, forcing himself to his feet, his grip tightening around his sword as Essentia surged through him.


    "Shit, this bastard is strong," he gritted, flames igniting once more as he squared off with Kaneth. Loretta charged forward, Essentia blazing, meeting the Wyrm''s scaly, jagged blade as Kaneth swung with all his monstrous might. Their weapons clashed in a shower of sparks, the grinding sound rising into a harsh symphony of metal and bone. Loretta''s roar echoed through the air, his strength fueled by a fierce determination.


    Above them, Erenyx leapt into the fray, her axes merging in a flash of light to form a colossal, double-sided weapon that pulsed with raw Essentia. She swung down with every ounce of her strength, her cry ringing through the field. "WITCH HUNT!" The blade struck true, severing Kaneth''s tail with a decisive blow that sent a tremor across the battlefield, the dismembered tail writhing on the ground before falling still.


    Kaneth let out an agonized roar, his enormous form faltering under the intense pain. Loretta seized the opportunity, slashing downward with everything he had, cleaving through Kaneth''s massive arm until the beast''s bony blade fell to the ground with a heavy thud. Kaneth reeled, his scales cracked, his breathing labored as he attempted a desperate final attack, lunging at Loretta with his powerful head. But Loretta nimbly flipped backward, his handspring carrying him just out of reach as he unleashed his Art of the Lotus: Phoenix Flower.


    A storm of fireballs erupted from his mouth, each one a blazing ember that seared into Kaneth''s back, scalding his scales and filling the air with the scent of burnt flesh.


    Erenyx climbed onto Kaneth''s massive, wounded back, her hand plunging into the beast''s flesh, pushing deeper until she felt the familiar pulse of his heart. With a fierce, primal yell, she tore it free, the petrified stone of the Wyrm''s heart still warm with life until, with a final beat, it grew cold in her bloodied hand, her moon lik grey eyes, now glowing a blood red. Kaneth''s body slumped, a last, wheezing hiss escaping his maw as he whispered, "You¡­ will¡­ fall¡­ to¡­ his¡­ flame¡­" His body hit the ground with an earth-shaking finality.


    As Erenyx held the heart, a strange sensation crept over her, an echo of Kaneth''s lingering hatred. The name ''Greyoll'' slipped into her thoughts, carrying a chill of foreboding that Kaneth had taken to his grave.


    Loretta''s voice broke her from her trance. "Who''s¡­ his flame?" He asked, but Erenyx just shook her head, dismissing the name with a shrug, though her mind lingered on the thought. "No idea, but we''re not sticking around to find out."


    Before they could move on, Loretta''s expression twisted in pain, his hand clutching his stomach. The scaly armor Kaku had placed over his wound began to react, spikes jutting out and twisting as if in fear. "I know where she is," he gasped, his breath catching as the armor grew hotter against his skin.


    The two exchanged a look, Essentia gathering in their legs as they dashed forward with renewed speed. Creatures lurking in their path barely had a chance to attack before they were struck down, the pair carving their way through the dark terrain until, at last, they reached a scorched, isolated house. The charred structure exuded a sense of sorrow that made them hesitate, a strange despair that clawed at their courage.Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site.


    "This has to be it," Loretta murmured, his grip on his sword tightening.


    A woman''s voice, cold yet inviting, drifted from the shadows within. "Enter." Her tone was silken yet barbed, carrying an air of danger that sent chills down their spines.


    Erenyx crouched, readying herself to summon her beast. Her fingers moved in the familiar signs for Shiki, her great serpent, but nothing happened. Instead, a wave of fear emanated from Shiki, as if the creature itself refused to appear. "What the hell¡­?" she muttered, fingers shaking as she attempted to summon Zeus instead. A faint crackle of thunder echoed, then silence. Zeus, too, had refused her call.


    Before she could process the strangeness, the room shifted, transporting them inside the house in a sudden blur. Their surroundings transformed, revealing what seemed more like a grim museum of war than a home. Statues of fallen Essentials lined the walls, their expressions frozen in agony, their lifeless gazes staring back at them.


    From the darkness, the sound of a weapon dragging across the floor pierced the silence, and Erenyx felt her breath catch as they waited. A voice, dark and venomous, filled the room, carrying an undercurrent of malevolence. "To think Kaneth would fall¡­"


    A woman emerged from the shadows¡ªEldryis, the Mother Gorgon. Her serpentine form was both mesmerizing and terrifying, with scales that gleamed obsidian in the faint light. She wielded a black spear with ease, its blade curved and glowing like a flame.


    "You both will have the grace of falling to the flame of the serpent," she sneered, her voice filled with cruel satisfaction as she launched toward them with a deadly speed.


    Loretta''s hand ignited with fire as he brought it down onto her face, the explosion leaving a charred mark as he spun around, driving his knee into her neck. Erenyx followed close, her axes striking Eldryis''s spear with precision, sending it clattering across the floor. But before she could press her advantage, her foot slipped, her heart racing as she pushed herself up, kicking Eldryis with the momentum of her swing.


    Loretta seized the opportunity, swiftly sweeping her tail with a low kick that threw her off balance.


    Erenyx leaped high into the air, clenching her fist tightly. She channeled Essentia into her back, creating the shimmering outline of butterfly wings. "Butterfly Blow!" she shouted, launching herself downward with immense force. Eldryis barely dodged as Erenyx''s fist struck the ground, shattering it and sending shards of debris in all directions. "Damn," Erenyx muttered, brushing off the dust as she prepared for the next move. Loretta took his position behind her, poised and ready.


    In an instant, Eldryis''s obsidian spear reappeared in her hand, spinning with practiced elegance. A trail of crimson fire blazed along the blade''s edge, so intense and pure that it mesmerized even as it radiated lethal heat. "Woah¡­" Loretta whispered, captivated by the flame''s beauty, which he could feel searing into his core. Eldryis surged toward them, her polearm spinning in arcs of deadly flame, sweeping Loretta off his feet before attempting to plunge it straight through his chest. He rolled aside just in time, dodging the lethal strike, while Erenyx swung her axes to intercept the spear. But Eldryis parried her effortlessly, deflecting each blow.


    Loretta seized the opportunity, swiftly sweeping her tail with a low kick that threw her off balance.


    Erenyx leaped high into the air, clenching her fist tightly. She channeled Essentia into her back, creating the shimmering outline of butterfly wings. "Butterfly Blow!" she shouted, launching herself downward with immense force. Eldryis barely dodged as Erenyx''s fist struck the ground, shattering it and sending shards of debris in all directions. "Damn," Erenyx muttered, brushing off the dust as she prepared for the next move. Loretta took his position behind her, poised and ready.


    "Fall to the serpent''s gaze," Eldryis hissed. Suddenly, from the dark corners of Loretta''s mind, memories surged forward-scenes he had long buried and tried to forget, memories that softened the hatred he harbored for his father. In flashes, he saw moments of warmth: his father holding him as a child, doting on him with an uncharacteristic tenderness. He could still see his father''s smile, hear his laughter-an unsettling contrast to the man who had later put him through such relentless torment.


    "STOP IT!" Loretta cried out, clutching his head as if to banish the visions. Both Eldryis and Erenyx paused, watching his torment. "What the hell is going on?" Erenyx shouted, rushing to his side, but he shoved her away, still writhing under the weight of the memories. Realizing that Loretta was lost in his own inner battle, Erenyx steeled herself, ready to take on Eldryis alone.


    The two clashed in a fierce exchange, their weapons sparking with the clash of Essentia. Erenyx gritted her teeth; despite her slender upper body, Eldryis wielded incredible strength, meeting her blows head-on. "You look me in my eyes without flinching. Have you never known sorrow?" Eldryis''s voice slithered through the air, as smooth as silk yet sharp with malice.


    "Shut the hell up!" Erenyx snapped back, her blood-red eyes blazing, her grin twisted in exhilaration. Moving fluidly, Erenyx spun her body and launched her other axe in a powerful swing, aiming to slice deep into Eldryis''s side. She was almost in a trance, each move flowing naturally as she fought with raw, unrestrained fervor.


    Eldryis countered with the serpents in her hair, snapping at Erenyx''s axe in a desperate attempt to stop it. Though the snakes were cut through, their sacrifice bought Eldryis just enough time to slip out of reach. She leaped into the air, fire spiraling around her spear as she hurled it straight at Erenyx. Bracing herself, Erenyx raised her axe defensively, but a white serpent with crimson eyes emerged from the spear''s shaft, fusing with the weapon to increase its power. The spear crashed against her axe with staggering force, nearly pushing her back.


    Hissing with satisfaction, Eldryis''s spear burst into flames, reforming in her hands. "You''re quite an annoyance, girl," she snarled before lunging forward, spinning her weapon in a deadly, drill-like spiral aimed straight at Erenyx

 0016 Can You Hear Me?

    The spiral was intense, flames flickering around her, burning wherever it landed. Erenyx gritted her teeth, "Loretta! You better wake your ass up! I can''t do this shit alone!" She put up her twin axes in defense, crossing them, her eyes locked onto Eldryis, her gaze never wavering.


    The screeching of metal on metal was ear piercing, disorienting. The sound was enough to awaken Loretta suddenly, but he was different, in a trance-like state, his eyes seemed void of any sort of awareness, yet he still knew what was happening around him, his eyes were different, sparkling.


    Eldryis''s vortex began to slow, Erenyx took that chance to repel her back, throwing one of her axes as a follow-up, distracting Eldryis for just a second as she countered it. "C''mon bastard!" She shouted, caving in the floor under her with a loud bang as she jumped and charged towards Eldryis.


    A beautiful hum starts to surround her with her body glowing with essentia.


    Erenyx spun her body with immense speed, blue essentia forged butterfly wings sprung from her back as she landed a brutal punch into the liver area of the gorgon, smashing some of Eldryis''s ribs. The crunch was brutal, it happened all at once so it sounded like one sickening snap. "Butterfly Blow!" She shouted, both her and Eldryis now falling to the floor, the gorgon''s face contorted in both pain and anger.


    Eldryis tried to stab Erenyx in her stomach, but something small, sparkling like a miniature star drifted beautifully with an eerie hum in front of the path of her spear, and as the spear came into contact with it¨C


    BOOM.


    A massive explosion sent Eldryis flying back into a wall with a bang and sent Erenyx sprawling towards Loretta. Loretta had hundreds of those star-like objects floating around him, the 8-pointed star on his forehead shining brightly.


    The objects were floating around him freely, unbound by anything but the invisible force that didn''t allow them to stray too far from Loretta.


    Erenyx rose to her feet, forming and brandishing both of her axes in each hand, ready to fight again, more determined than ever.


    "No, stay put for now I don''t know if these¡­ stars will hurt you." It was Loretta''s voice, yet his mouth didn''t move, it echoed throughout the entire dungeon like room, it was unnatural. Erenyx looked towards him, turning her head slightly, "Ya sure retta?" He nodded calmly before walking towards Eldryis, who was still clutching at her now badly bruised side.


    Each one of the stars orbiting Loretta had their own hum, all different yet not drastically enough to become unpleasant to listen to, yet the hum still made you sweat. Uncomfortable. Scared.


    "D-Don''t come any closer!" Eldryis''s calm demeanor was replaced by one of anger and agony, tears running down her face in a disgusting plea for mercy, but Loretta''s stride didn''t stop, he walked closer and closer to her.This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    She had stooped lower into sobbing, snot drooling from her nose and tears running down her face with a quicker pace, like a disgusting waterfall.


    He stopped once he stood directly above her crouching down and staring the gorgon deep into her eyes.


    "You disgust me."


    "You aren''t strong."


    "You play with the minds of the weak."


    "You are not worthy to be one of The Devil''s Fingers."


    Each word struck her as hard as the blow Erenyx landed to her side, twisting her face more and more into pure anger. "You know nothing you damn child! So don''t speak as if you know anything about me!" she screamed as she tried to swing her spear at Loretta, but before it could come into contact with him, a loud clunk was heard as Erenyx''s axe intercepted its path.


    Erenyx had quickly propelled herself to where the two were, bracing her weapon with essentia before blocking the strike.


    "Think again bitch."


    Eldryis began to breathe harder and harder, her anger turning into panic as she let out a bloodcurdling scream, Erenyx dashes back while Loretta still sat there crouched in front of her, his eyes still piercing through her.


    "Loretta!"


    Eldryis whipped her tail at Loretta, the obsidian scales glistening and shimmering as the limb came barreling towards Loretta. Before the tail could come into contact with him, Loretta grabbed one of the stars floating around him, pulling his hand back and landing a devastating hook into Eldryis''s jaw.


    BANG.


    Her jaw hung unnaturally, broken.


    Erenyx noticed how much more confident he''s gotten since he woke up, this power, she had seen a glimpse of it in his eyes yet she didn''t know it would be this powerful. He''s conscious yet she doesn''t believe that he really knows what he is doing.


    Something is wrong.


    "Is this really all you have? So disappointing for someone chosen by The Devil."


    The blood dripping from the hinges of her jaw pooled below her, her eyes completely filled with fear.


    "Loretta, are you okay in there?" Erenyx asked, her voice a little shaky and her usual confident tone isn''t there. Loretta slowly turns his head, looking at Erenyx with his sparkling eyes, "I feel better than ever Erenyx." The way he said it just didn''t feel right, and this time instead of his voice echoing through the room, he spoke through his mouth with a weird almost scary tone.


    Erenyx shuddered a little bit, her instincts told her not to get closer, they told her not to move an inch.


    Erenyx always moved by instinct, they were almost animal-like, and this time she wasn''t going to disobey them.


    Loretta turned back to face the gorgon, her eyes hazed and falling in and out of conciseness, he tilted his head while looking at her, grabbing her by the snakes she had for hair and bringing her face closer to his. "Fucking look at me." Those words snapped her back into an aware state, trying to use her eyes to bring him back into an unstable part of his mind but it did nothing, he isn''t awake.


    "Don''t turn away. You don''t deserve the mercy of fear."