(Third Person POV)
Today is a day like any other. On the streets, little kids can be seen running and playing with each other, adventurers returning from quests head into bars to drink, and even a small cat can be spotted if one looks closely enough.
No one would expect that such an innocent day could transform into something people would remember for a very long time.
The streets, once full of life, are now littered with corpses, torn apart and destroyed buildings no longer resembling the quiet, peaceful place it had been just hours before.
Amidst the ruins and bloodied bodies, masked individuals with cat-like masks on their faces could be seen. Their opponents were dressed in white cloaks, bearing luminous symbols that indicated their religious affiliation.
As the two forces clashed, the cat that had been visible before all this carnage observed the unfolding events. Its red eyes were filled with calm indifference toward the deaths around it.
If one looked closer, they would see the cat focusing particularly on two individuals: a black-haired male with sharp, handsome features and red eyes that matched those of the cat, and a silver-haired beauty, ethereal in her elegant attire, which seemed out of place amidst the destruction.
The cat watched them, as if waiting for something to happen. Time passed, and the numbers on both sides dwindled, further saturating the already blood-soaked ground with bodies. The stench of blood was so overpowering that anyone unaccustomed to it would instantly vomit.
Finally, the two figures moved. The handsome male leaped forward, sword in hand, moving at such speed that one might mistake it for teleportation. As he advanced toward her, the silver-haired beauty also sprang into action.
She wielded not a sword but a rapier, which she used with elegance and ruthlessness, deflecting the male's attacks while countering whenever possible.
Though the male's movements were more skillful than hers, which was surprising given her vast combat experience, she managed to keep up with him due to her superior speed.
Neither spoke, knowing they were evenly matched. While the beauty was proficient with her rapier, her true expertise lay in magic, particularly blood magic.
With the sea of blood surrounding them, she held an advantage over the male, launching spell after spell as he dodged and countered with dark magic that, curiously, seemed to have no effect for now.
The silver-haired beauty sensed something was amiss, but without knowing exactly what it was, she maintained her relentless assault, remaining on guard.
The battle was immensely destructive, killing anyone who got caught in the crossfire. Any building that had remained standing was now utterly demolished, leaving nothing but barren wasteland.
Despite the wounds they inflicted on each other, both continued fighting, their regenerative abilities healing their injuries in mere seconds.
Finally, the cat, which had been observing from the beginning, turned its gaze in another direction. In the distance, a figure leading a group of people could be seen. Strangely, they wore Luminous robes, leaving observers to wonder if they were allies coming to aid in the battle.
Unfortunately, they were enemies, waiting to strike at both the red-eyed male and the silver-haired beauty when they were at their weakest. Unaware of this, the silver-haired beauty Luminous and Zephaniah, the male cult leader, continued their fierce battle.
The fight raged on, with Luminous using her Demon Lord's Haki, slowing Zephaniah slightly under the oppressive aura she exuded.
Though he took more hits due to this, she still couldn't land a fatal blow, so she resorted to other skills like charm and paralysis. Yet, these had no effect on Zephaniah, and the two continued attacking and regenerating repeatedly.
Zephaniah realized that the fight was leading nowhere unless he could land an instant-kill attack. Still, he persisted, as his mysterious dark magic continued to take hold, its effects known only to him.
The figure leading the group in Luminous robes decided to intervene, confident that his skills were enough to kill both Zephaniah and Luminous, especially considering their exhaustion from the prolonged fight.
He rushed at Luminous from behind, swinging his sword. She dodged, then paused, as did Zephaniah, momentarily halting the battle.
Zephaniah glanced at the figure and said, "So, you're the previous leader, huh?"
Luminous, recognizing the figure, recalled that his name was Alexander, the previous cult leader who had betrayed the organization and joined her church.
Not understanding why he had attacked her, she asked, "Why are you doing this? Don't you know that allies shouldn't attack each other?"
Alexander smiled widely before laughing for several minutes. "Oh, you're so funny. Of course, I'm doing it for the greater good."
Luminous asked in confusion, "For the greater good?"
Alexander looked at her with a crazed expression that would make anyone want to distance themselves from him. "Yes, the greater good of the people. Under your rule, every civilian has lost their ambitions, becoming nothing more than empty-headed puppets, ready to offer you their blood like livestock on a farm that just happens to look nicer than others. But I will change that. I was chosen to bring you down and lead people into a better future."
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