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The Immortal Eve

This tale is from 8000 years ago. [The first legend] that led to the [new legend] The tale that disappeared from peoples' memories now unfolded. Eve was thrown out of paradise and betrayed by her closest family, forced to fight and survive in a world full of war that have driven humankind to the brink of extinction, as the war is raged upon the heavens & the earth by her betrayed family in his quest to become God. In this war that tore heavens apart, destroyed earth, and even killed stars, those with no power could only face inevitable death. Alone, Weak and curse with immortality in a fight or die world while carrying the bloody rage of revenge while seeking answers of mysteries, that should never be revealed, and History long forgotten...

Dondiago · Fantasía
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Azathoth

The air was rent with the sound of a chilling, guttural roar. Before anyone could react, a shadowy figure emerged from the wreckage, its monstrous form casting an ominous silhouette against the broken skyline. It was a creature of nightmare, a grotesque embodiment of malevolence and destruction.

In an instant, the child's laughter was replaced with a heart-wrenching scream, silenced abruptly as a massive clawed hand pierced through their tiny body. Time seemed to slow as the child's tear-filled eyes locked onto Seraphina's, and with a final breath, their trembling lips formed the words, "I miss my mommy."

The weight of tragedy and loss hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the merciless nature of their adversaries. Kai, Seraphina, and Eve stared in shock and horror at the lifeless form of the child, their expressions a mix of grief, anger, and helplessness.

Eve's voice trembled with anger as she clenched her fists. "This has to end. We can't let them keep doing this."

Kai's voice was low, filled with a burning resolve. "We won't. We'll make them pay for every life they've taken."

Seraphina's eyes blazed with a mixture of grief and fury. "We're going to end this, for them and for everyone else who has suffered."

As they faced the monstrous figure that had taken the life of an innocent child, their determination solidified into an unbreakable oath. The destruction, the pain, the loss – it all fueled their resolve to fight back against the darkness that threatened to consume their world.

With grim determination, they readied themselves for the battle that lay ahead. The child's last words echoed in their minds, a haunting reminder of the stakes of their fight. In that moment, amidst the rubble and devastation, they found a shared purpose – to honor the memory of those lost, to protect the lives that remained, and to stand as a beacon of hope against the encroaching darkness.

As they faced down the creature that had claimed an innocent life, their grief transformed into a fierce determination, a commitment to ensure that the child's death would not be in vain. Their hearts burned with a resolve to bring an end to the horror that had befallen their world, no matter the cost.

Before them stood Azathoth, an embodiment of cosmic horror, a creature that defied all reason and comprehension. His very presence radiated a malevolent energy that sent shivers down their spines. His purple eyes seemed to pierce through their souls, a gaze devoid of any humanity or empathy. Tentacles writhed on his back, a grotesque extension of his otherworldly form, and his pure white skin contrasted eerily with the sea of death he perched upon.

The sight of Azathoth, surrounded by a mountain of corpses – the fallen citizens, U.S warriors, and Federation soldiers – was a horrifying testament to the sheer magnitude of his power and malevolence. The stench of death hung heavily in the air, and the very ground seemed to tremble under the weight of his presence.

Eve's fists clenched at her sides, her eyes narrowing as she confronted this eldritch abomination. "Azathoth... you will pay for what you've done."

Kai's voice was filled with a cold rage as he raised his weapon. "You won't escape justice this time."

Seraphina's expression was a mix of anger and sorrow as she summoned her magical energy. "You've caused enough pain. It ends now."

Their resolve burned brighter than ever as they faced Azathoth, their determination to bring him down unwavering. Despite the overwhelming odds and the horror of the scene before them, they were ready to fight. The memory of the innocent child's death fueled their determination, propelling them forward into the heart of darkness itself.

With a gesture as simple as a flick of a finger, Azathoth unleashed a cataclysmic force that obliterated the entire city of Washington. Buildings crumbled like fragile sandcastles, streets were torn asunder, and the once-thriving metropolis was reduced to nothing more than a sea of debris and dust. The sheer scale of destruction was unfathomable, as if the very fabric of reality had been rent apart by his malevolent power.

Eve, Kai, and Seraphina stood on the outskirts of the devastation, their eyes wide with shock and horror at the overwhelming display of Azathoth's might. The city they had hoped to save was now a wasteland of destruction, a grim reminder of the extent of the threat they faced.

Eve's voice trembled as she spoke, her words a mix of disbelief and anger. "He... He destroyed the entire city in an instant."

Kai's fists clenched at his sides, his expression a mix of determination and rage. "We can't let this stand. We have to stop him, no matter the cost."

Seraphina's eyes blazed with a newfound resolve. "He may be powerful, but we have to find a way to defeat him. For the sake of all those who have died."

Azathoth's voice echoed through the air, a chilling blend of otherworldly resonance and cold malice. "You three, meddling in my affairs yet again. Ruining my carefully laid plans." His tone held a mixture of irritation and amusement, as if their defiance amused him in some twisted way.

Eve, her face a mask of determination, stepped forward. "Your plans involve destruction, death, and suffering on an unimaginable scale. We won't stand by and let that happen."

Kai's grip on his weapon tightened as he glared at the eldritch entity. "You won't succeed. We'll fight you every step of the way."

Seraphina's voice was a fierce challenge. "You underestimate the strength of those who stand against you. We'll put an end to your reign of terror."

Azathoth's tentacles twitched as if in annoyance, and a cold chuckle emanated from his form. "Bold words, little mortals. But your defiance changes nothing. The inevitable is already set in motion."

Eve's eyes blazed with defiance. "We may be mortals, but we won't be cowed by your threats."

Kai took a step forward. "We've faced down powerful foes before. And we'll face you too."

Seraphina's aura flared with determination. "You won't break our spirit. We fight for a better world."

The battlefield erupted into chaos as the battle against Azathoth commenced. The ground shook with the force of his every movement, and his very presence seemed to twist and warp reality. His tentacles lashed out like serpents, smashing into buildings and warriors alike with devastating force.

Azathoth's white-skinned form seemed to shift and ripple, his very presence radiating malevolence. "Then come, little warriors. Face the abyss I bring forth. Embrace the chaos that awaits."

Eve, Kai, and Seraphina fought valiantly, their weapons and magic clashing against Azathoth's overwhelming power. But with every strike, every spell, it was clear that they were facing a being of unparalleled might. Their attacks seemed feeble in comparison to his cosmic strength.

Azathoth's tentacles struck like lightning, shattering the ground and sending shockwaves through the air. Each blow was met with desperate parries and counterattacks, but it was a struggle just to avoid being crushed under the weight of his assault.

Eve's magic crackled through the air, forming protective barriers and launching volleys of energy. Kai's strikes were precise and calculated, each blow aimed at exploiting a weakness. Seraphina's movements were a blur as she weaved through the chaos, her attacks a dance of deadly elegance.

But Azathoth was relentless. His attacks were a maelstrom of destruction, and his otherworldly form seemed almost immune to harm. The battlefield was littered with debris, and the very fabric of reality seemed to fray under his assault.

As the battle raged on, hope wavered. The three warriors fought with everything they had, but it was a battle against insurmountable odds. Their bodies ached, their energy waned, and yet they refused to yield.

Bloodied and battered, they pressed on, fueled by the determination to protect their world from the unimaginable horror that Azathoth represented. The battle was a symphony of violence and power, an epic clash of beings from different realms.

But as Azathoth's power continued to grow, it became evident that their efforts might not be enough. The very ground quaked beneath his might, and the skies themselves seemed to tremble.

In a moment of sheer desperation, Eve, Kai, and Seraphina unleashed a coordinated assault. Their combined magic and strength converged on Azathoth, creating a blinding explosion of energy that temporarily forced him back.