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Nephilim's Ascension: Alone in the Demon Realm

In the depths of the Demon Realm, part of the world governed by the Demon Clan, countless unique Demon Races harness the enigmatic power of Demonic Energy. Within one of the top Families in the Rayless Dynasty stands Amon, a Nephilim(Half-Fallen Angel)—an outcast among his kin. While others his age wield magic with finesse, Amon has yet to awaken his Element. Despite his lineage's prestigious bloodline, he struggles to unlock even a fraction of its potential, subjecting him to ceaseless torment and mockery from his fellow Fallen Angels. But fate takes an unexpected turn when he discovers a latent power within himself 'Prana.' A power unlike conventional magic, a power that could reshape his destiny. With this newfound ability, can Amon exact vengeance upon those who tormented him and make his mother proud? Sometimes, he sees strange visions in his Dreams, like scenes being replayed from someone's memories. Through these memories, he unravels long-concealed truths about his mysterious father—secrets guarded by his doting mother. "Nephilim's Ascension: Alone in the Demon Realm" embarks on Amon's quest for power, retribution, and truth. In a realm where beings like him are often relegated to servitude, where Pure-Blood Demons wield ultimate authority, he faces daunting trials, formidable adversaries, and a destiny veiled in obscurity. Join Amon as he challenges conventions, confronts formidable foes, and unravels enigmas that bind him to a path of vengeance and redemption. Can he transcend all setbacks and emerge as a force to be reckoned within a world where power reigns supreme? Immerse yourself in this epic journey, where a legacy holds the potential to reshape the very fate of empires. [I am entering WPC SEP 2022 with this one, so please support if you like it]

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Tricky fourth trial

The battle continued; the creature became furious and started to attack them. It charged at the Homo-Goblins and attacked them at one time before attacking Amon.

 

Its attacks were lethal; they pushed the Homo-Goblins many steps back.

 

 

A battle was unfolding in the forest; A giant creature could be seen with multiple limbs fighting alone against the three opponents.

 

Its lower body moved like a snake from one side to another, Even while fighting alone. It was in advantage; Its claws tore through the trees they came in contact with.

 

The opponents tried to dodge constantly; It was then Amon saw an opening. He closed his eyes and focussed.

 

His body bends a little as he takes a small breath; Blue fire appears on his legs. He jumped at the opponent at a speed that gave him little to no time to react.

 

Amon's Sword left its sheath, A blue Aura covering it. The Blade tore through the air and hit the lover part of the creature; This separated his body, made up of mud into two.

 

The Beast cried, its height reduced by two feet instantly; at the same moment multiple small vials were thrown at his face.

 

'Shrieekkk' It raised its hands and defended its head.

 

'Boom!' 'Boom' 'Boom'

 

They exploded, which shook the creature; Its limbs were blasted.

 

Tiny wings on the back of the Imp sitting on the tall tree branch beating rapidly; its body flew in the air and approached the opponent from the back.

 

Its Axe, covered in Blood Red glow, hit one of the Skulls. 'Crack' A crack appeared on it.

 

The creature used one of the arms to attack the Imp and send it flying, making it unable to participate for some time.

 

Imp's body stopped as he crashed on the tree, 'Spurt' It coughed up black blood; however, there was a cruel smirk on its triangular face.

 

The size of the creature became six feet permanently. The fire in the eyes of one of the skull heads extinguished and cracks appeared on the Skull before it broke into small pieces.

 

'Shriekk' The Beast became berserk, attacking everything around him. Its speed increased, making it harder to target it.

 

Amon's eyes glowed Blue; This was the ability of the Fallen Angel's eyes that he had activated in the battle against Demonic Wold.

 

A blue Glow appeared on the three-eyed wold head on his face; He inhaled the Prana around him.

 

His feet got covered in Blue Aura; his feet left the surface, leaving behind dust. He was able to predict the movements of the opponent's body.

 

The moment he saw an opening, his Sword left his sheath again, and A blue Aura surfaced it. 

 

'Whoosh'

 

He approached the creature his body blurring due to his swift movement; The opponent felt shivers down his spine. He threw multiple attacks toward his direction while trying to protect his head.

 

Aura concentrated on the Sword as Amon's Sword danced through the air like a torch of Blue Fire; he dodged the creature's attack, and his Sword slashed at one of the Skulls.

 

'Shriekkkkkkkkkk!' 

 

The Beast cried as, Its limb separated from its body and a blue line appeared on one of its Skull Heads.

 

'Crack' It separated in two and fell.

 

The Beast became two feet shorter; the white tattoos on the bodies of red-colored homo'Goblins shone yellow like their eyes.

 

'Roar!' They roared at the creature and charged at him.

 

Amon stood at his place as he saw them eliminating the creature; against the assault of two Homo-Goblins, the creature could not survive for long.

 

It was defeated, leaving behind a big red Crystal and a Hound Skull Mask. Its body turned into mud and disappeared.

 

Kael jumped in joy and approached Amon, asking him if he was injured. The others were busy looking at the corpse.

 

They were also weirdly watching the Wolf Headed boy; they had never seen someone like him who used such a strange ability.

 

Their bodies were filled with injuries, while this guy before them stood without a scratch.

 

It was tough to look through him, what kind of Demon was he? They had never heard someone like that.

 

Now that they had succeeded in defeating the target, they decided to rest for some time; after they were better, they started approaching the path that led them to the next gate.

 

They found a Demon Soldier there; he checked the crystal and the Mask and allowed them to pass.

 

With a smile on their faces, the group started moving toward the next gate; they were about to cross it when a Demon Soldier stopped them. He pointed toward the other gate on the side.

 

"There is your next Trial,"

 

"What? Is there still some trial left?" asked the Imp.

 

The Homo-Goblins were also surprised; they entered the gate and found themselves between a battle ring.

 

The gate behind them closed, which surprised them. They tried to open it, but it was immovable.

 

"Congratulations, Team you have passed the Third Trial; this is the Fourth Trial." A voice appeared out of nowhere.

 

"In this trial, you just have to convince three of your members to give up willingly; the remaining two will be allowed to move to the next round."

 

A surprised expression appeared on Kael's face. He quickly hid behind Amon when he saw the other three looking at them.

 

"Why don't we first eliminate that wolf Head guy?" said the Imp, his eyes crimson with malice, staring at Amon.

 

"Sure, Why not?" replied the Homo-Goblins as they raised their maces.

 

"Stop it! We are all a team. Sssqueak!" said Kael, but when he saw the expression of the three members approaching him and Amon, he was scared.

 

Amon didn't say anything, just stared at the three of them, trying to access them. he already knew a lot about them, but the question was how much they were hiding.

 

They quickly encircled him and Kael, not willing to spare them. Amon could see that they would attack them even if they surrendered.

 

He moved out of their circle and moved away; they followed him, not giving him any chance to escape.

 

They could take care of Kael whenever they wanted. Amon was the priority right now.

 

"You can't escape," said Imp, pointing his Battle axe at him.

 

"Who is trying to escape?" said Amon as he took his fighting stance, facing the three opponents.

 

His grip on the sheath tightened while, his other hand rested on the handle of his Sword.