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A'void dark

In a world where power is everything. A young boy named Hayden was rejected by its one and only law. Power. He was the only one blessed with nothing... but what if that weren't the case? He will set out on a path… a path of conquest to scatter the despair created by the world's lack of 'humanity'.

SacredDream · Fantasy
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Reaching new height

The very next day was right on the horizon as I woke up. The day before the great escape, hopefully, we will not do anything today. I should take the whole day and train, just train for the entire day until we will go to sleep. Then we will escape, at least try to. Do anything to run away from this hellish place, the general… I wonder how strong he really is. Was that what he did on that mountain the peak of his strength? I just want to avoid that conversation probably like anyone here up to the lowest levels. They surely want to try their strength against that weird but extremely powerful guy.

But it was morning already and realized that there was no horizon. Only a spark from up the whole was shining inside. Almost blinding light, I woke up after Marcus this time but before the other two. The demon was giving me some very… Unpleasant looks that slowly but surely felt like penetrating and somewhat agonizing gaze. Looking directly into my soul, however, even as a demon. I know that he can't, even if a demon, he ain't a god nor satan. He is just human with normal eyes, not even horns, and just destroyed wings. He is just like a normal human with weird skin color.

I don't need to think about that anymore, I will just go and train. I don't want to see him looking straight into my eyes. It just feels weird to be looked at so much by a person that is scared of you. It feels just like my brother's gaze of despise, therefore I will escape this shit. I laid down on the bed again and closed my eyes, imagination started kicking in and the place where I wanted to be, I was there once again.

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The darkness surrounding me this time in an instant changed to the world of weapons. The great dunes that are here infinitely. The being also standing right where it always stands, but something new appeared. He had only hair and a human body but slim and almost nonexistent. Now the thing in front of me has muscles, maybe not so large, more of… My own size. That's weird, who is that? How do I begin this fight now… Do I just shoot with the bow? The only place I can actually use it for now…

Then I just followed it, changed the sword in my hands into the exact same bow. And then started stretching the string, more and more until the place where I held it with my finger reached right under my chin. Looked at my target, and released. The bow fired the arrow with so much strength that the sand around me had blown away so much that a small crater was created around me. A small but deep crater. As the arrow was flying in the air it also made a small path on its way to the enemy. But the shot missed.

"What the…" I whispered to myself quietly, I am very sure that I aimed right at its head and if it wouldn't hit the head, it would surely hit the heart. No doubt. Then I stood once again, stretched the string, prepared the arrow, and aimed right into the being's chest. The chest is larger than the head so surely it must hit. Then I released, the same force as before applied into this arrow. But it once again missed.

This time to the left, right under the armpit. "Shit…" Once again I whispered to myself quietly but a movement followed right after. I changed the bow into my regular sword once again, I rushed towards the thing made of flesh this time with rendered muscles and seemed like a stronger tissue as well.

It has woken up, a spear, large windup, and a slash, not a thrust. I blocked the attack with all of my strength behind the counter that hit his weapon. His weapon broke, the thing jumped back several meters away. He changed his weapon into a bow, an arrow was fired at me from several feet away but with its strength surely the impact will be the same as if he was right next to me.

I once again blocked it with my shield this time, ruthlessly without even dropping a sweat or changing my expression to a more focused one. Just straight up walking to the thing slowly with the glow of my weapon.

The thing then changed the weapon into a large mace out of desperation. This time I was just about 2 or 3 meters away from it, the hammer seemed very large

. The strike was falling down on me almost as if from the sky. I created the sword and slashed that mace into two pieces. The other just flew away a few meters behind me and the other half stuck in the ground, it then shrunk quickly and two daggers were in his hands. Once again, the being was desperate and went into a closeup fighting since I don't have a short sword. Yet.

It forced me to fight up close, he started rapidly slashing the air. I was dodging every attack to the left, right, ducking. Everything and all of that because… He seemed very… Slow. Every attack was easy to avoid, it also felt as if there was no real strength behind it. But they surely are still strong. I caught both daggers with one hand, just took it away from the thing's hands. And thrust right through his heart and from there slashed through the middle down dismantling it into two pieces with my sword.

Since I knew what was coming, I jumped back several feet. A large distance, not just 4 meters or something of that sort. It was much further to see exactly what was happening. The blood that was still on my blade flew in the direction of the thing and merged with his blood that was still dripping down. It then froze, the red blood went slightly blue because of the frost residing on the blood. The glow reappeared in his hands and now glowed in red. Pair of knuckles was created, from one something was dripping down on the sand making a sound of the sizzle. And the other, something like an aura was around it, a blue aura. It's not the power of dark, this is the power of the glow itself. A material doing everything.

"Aaaa… Rrrgh… Samafthra." The being said while making a movement with the two gauntlets, a circle of a sort. "Fraghtal, morthantal!" Now it screamed and the whole place shook, the language not to my comprehension or even just ancient enough to be forgotten completely.

It started running at me, the whole place was shaking with each step. A weird thing, but the being itself wasn't as fast as before. I saw his movements even if fast, still possible to see. It got right in front of me, left hand in the air and the sword in mine changed into the shield. He punched the shield, the whole area then made another crater but a much smaller one.

The strike was so strong that even the attacker himself was pushed back. I fell on the sand and when I looked at my shield while standing up. A green fluid was on it, the fluid then started covering the shield and approaching my hands. I threw it away and when I looked at it once again, the whole thing was swallowed by the green thing. "Tothksinar, grauthan." He said while standing on one of the dunes looking down on me. The only thing left… Is a close up fight. I need the weapon to deal any significant damage to it though.

I stood up and went into a somewhat brawler position. Hands in front covering my face and close to my body, I looked at it and it looked back. It must've looked at me even though it has no eyes. He opened his hand in the gauntlets and pointed at me with an opened hand. Something appeared in my hand, a glow. He gave me a part of the glow… The thing created a one handed sword from his glow and I created one from my own. One on one, one handed sword against one handed sword. We were just 2 meters away from each other. Both jumped to each other and winding up while doing so. We hit each other's blade in an impasse, the blades making metallic sounds while clinging to each other. Red particles all around us. We both pushed the blades further at the same moment but he had a lot more strength, he pushed me much further than I did him.

Now I was intensely breathing, sweat falling down from my forehead. But there is nothing on him, he just stood back up. I followed, there is no pain but the thing keeping me down is frustration. I don't want to lose, but I know I will. He is a lot faster and stronger, he has more arsenal than me as well. Now once again, we came to a close and started barraging each other with swings, his were heavier. My swings started losing any strength I had before. Bones cracking, I hear them cracking inside. And when he made a large wind up from behind his back, I wasn't able to dodge, I could only block. But my hands broke, shattered into pieces, and the blade into my head right after.

Getting to the level where I want the MC to be won't be a quick process, but believe me. I have a really great idea for him, don't you worry. You expect, I shall deliver.

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