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The hymn of vivshi

to be born into a world absent of freedom. Vivshi Viltrano witnesses the world’s horrid truth. stricken of his freedom, the powers of liberation flow forth and ascend him to another plane. In the world, Aeons represents different human state of mind forms, giving life to humans with those with the best affinity. 12 Aeons exist in the world but the day Vivshi is activated, the world goes out of balance. Some strive to end him, others befriend him. To continuously strive for his freedom and the freedom of others, he slowly pieces together a picture of what true liberty is like.

HotAsianBoy · Fantasy
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85 Chs

Aeon Acclimate!

We were still completely in the dark. But I knew her exact location via sounds. It was as if she had this outline around her body that told me where she was.

Aylin shouted from the hole in the ceiling.

"VIVSHI, COME BACK!" In a crying pouting tone.

But I was too distracted, and that feeling of euphoria hit me again, it was a feeling that couldn't be replicated. It made my pupils dilate and expand to see more of the universe. The beautiful world that was void of freedom. Those moments of bliss flooded my brain and the knife automatically slashed across my chest, spilling blood all over the kitchen.

The pools of blood that formed at my feet merged with the black ooze to form a vicious thick goo that moved around.

The knife grew into a sword and Zyo spoke out.

"Hey, hey! What are you doing over there? I can't see shit over here ya know?"

In the dark room full of blood, a momentarily time of silence. Zyo walked around swinging her scythe around, cutting everything her way. It sounded like a swirling blade in the air. It made a whoosh sound that grew closer and closer.

But then I heard noises from the walls of the kitchen. It sounded like knocking, someone was on the other side doing something…

"What is that noise? Don't tell me you are going to escape?"

I stayed quiet in my moment of ecstasy.

But then the walls of the kitchen came crumbling down, the bricks were scattered across the floor and dust particles floated around in the air, illuminated by the moonlight.

"Good afternoon, Aeon."

That voice… that figure, that orange hair… Viego?

With a small look to the side, I saw Viego standing there, bathing in the silvery light.

His right hand was covered in blue flames. Zyo seeing finally being able to see me kicked my side and I flew out of the building. Viego dodged my flying body as he stood there staring at Zyo.

"What business do you have here Prince?"

"I might as well ask you to tell the same thing, Princess of the Underground."

They both chuckled before looking at me.

My arms hung loosely with my sword in one hand. Spikes emerged, impaling it, and spilling even more blood on it.

"He is mine, Prince."

Zyo dashed towards me with her scythe held high in the sky.

"Not on my watch."

Viego threw one of his swords at Zyo's scythe knocking it into the trees in the garden. Zyo walked up and picked it up.

"You got a problem with me killing him?"

"I do because I have already claimed him as my prize."

"Just so you know, he has been going around in my city, selling high-quality methamphetamine! So I believe that I am the one who is responsible for putting him down."

Zyo gave Viego a quick outburst and started yelling at him. He responded by covering his ears with his hands.

Zyo then stomped on the ground and then proposed that they would both kill me.

"Maybe, but right now, I want to taste his strength."

Zyo looked at Viego with disappointment in her eyes and pouted.

"Looks like you have grown, you look more abhorrent than you used to."

I looked up at Viego with a grin.

"Let us fight and prove your strength!"

Viego pulled out both his swords and clashed them together to form two purple burning blades.

The mark on his cheek illuminated the garden while Zyo placed her scythe on the ground and sat on it. Hand supporting her head and having a disappointed expression written across her face.

Viego then vanished, suddenly materializing in front of me.

He bifurcated everything in his way, slicing, cutting, sawing, piercing. He sliced through the thick ooze that my mark had created and clashed with my sword. Both of his swords overpowered my one-handed sword but I ducked towards him trying to give him a stomach punch.

But he realized what I was aiming for. He released his grip on his left hand and activated his red flames. The back of his hand smashed into my spine as a punch was delivered right in his abdomen.

He flew backward a few meters while I was stuck on the ground.

I lifted myself with a burning red back while he looked at me.

His sword was on the ground but with his remaining blade, he did something remarkable. He pressed the blade against his flower and it lit up in a very bright magical cosmic color. It was a color that I had seen before, it was like the sky on a bright night where the stars shone intensely.

Then the sound of fizzling and sparkling followed and Zyo stood up and walked a few steps back to sit on a rock.

"Aeon Acclimate, Ryeman ei logor."

He released the grip on his sword and it floated up into the sky.

I saw it as an opportunity to attack because he was armless.

I ran up and quickly slashed. But I aimed a little to the right, thinking that he would dodge, but he didn't. My sword cut through his arm like butter and his arm fell to the ground. But weirdly he had no expression on his face. Something was wrong, there was no blood coming out of his arm. I stabbed him in the torso and then spun around to slice off his head. All of his body parts fell to the ground but suddenly the blade descended into the ground. Cracking the earth, creating hot oozing magma that erupted out. The ground started to shake as the sword started vibrating.

I leaped back trying to avoid being swallowed by the scorching earth. Zyo sat comfortably on a rock and watched as I hopped around like a rabbit.

The sword flew up and marked all the body parts I had cut off and they all disappeared. Viego's image emerged from the blade.

"What!?!"

A giant burning slit in the air appeared, slowly opening. The burning outlines were blue, black, purple, red, and all types of colors but the insides were completely pitch black. A hand stretched out from the slit.

"What the hell is going on?"

Was this like one of those pocket dimensions Devina has? Or was this a new person?

Another hand appeared and with two hands at the top and bottom, it started prying itself open. The hole in the air was around 2 meters in diameter and Viego stood there, looking down upon me with an expressionless face.