Chaos Vs Order

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A blast of chaotic energy impacted the air where Dr. Fate had just been as his golden aura flared allowing him to Dodge! Narrowly, He stared off at his enemy, Klarion, the Witch Boy, but something was deeply off, The normally twinkling lights of the devilish childlike lord of chaos were nowhere to be found, replaced by something empty and unsettling as if he was a husk, His mouth twisted into a devilish smile, He was no longer the trickster that Fate knew. He was something darker, more Inhuma

"The lords of Chaos must have done something to him"

But before Dr. Fate could bring himself to react properly, Klarion shot his hands dark and twisting tentacles released from them, closing on Fate's limbs, wrapping around his body, in an Instant, they were cut as Fate stood with a shield made of pure energy springing from his hand, It shone with a golden light as the tentacles struck it, each impact created a crack, Klarion's attack was relentless, each strike more powerful than its predecessor

"Klarion!" Dr. Fate's voice resounded, echoing in the chamber "You must regain control! Do not let those fools rob you of Who you are !" a rather Ironic shout, he was asking for his enemy to return to normal 

But Klarion said nothing, His eyes turned hollow as he surged onto the attack, his waves of dark magic crashing against Fate's defenses, The air was engulfed with raw magic power, and the ground shook beneath their feet as it literally could not bear the amount of mana

Dr. Fate knew that this had to stop, now. He swept an arm out, creating a golden sigil, that of a cross with a rounded head, it pulsed with arcane energy, releasing it towards Klarion, seeking to knock him out at the least or to trap him within a prison of magic until he could be healed, But Klarion proved faster than expected, without the shackles of his childish demeanor, he was a formidable enemy, a calculated one, he tore through the cross with a burst of dark energy, destroying it immediately

"Let Chaos be Rampant! AHAHAAHAH" 

The Witch Boy's laughter became more twisted and hollow in sound as he raised a wave of the shadows, rushing at Fate like a wave, Dr. Fate created a wall of golden light to block the wave head-on, The two opposed attacks met, and light pushing up against the dark, but Klarion's magic was incredibly strong, this was him unleashed, Klarion no longer trying to play nice

Fate narrowed his eyes, he could feel it, the Chaotic force that powered Klarion was only getting stronger, a sign that whatever Firstborn Had done, it Empowered Klarion beyond his normal capacity

Klarion charged again, and Dr. Fate was prepared, reading himself himself, He had to defeat Klarion, drive him back under control, yet just as he began to cast he saw Klarion's eyes burning with something new, it felt….. horrible, frightening even!

Klarion clapped his hand then placed them against the ground, and the earth opened up, releasing from the ground blasted Dark glittering tentacles, it wasn't the same as the shadow ones he released earlier! No, these ones were real, they felt slimy and dark, as if they were alive, They blasted off towards Dr. Fate, who dodged through pure instinct, As he did so, he could feel the very fabric of reality around them start to distort under the strain left by the force of the attack

"These Are…..Eldritch Tentacles!"

Klarion's power was increasing, but now Fate understood this power... it wasn't the normal power of Chaoes, they were different, it was almost as if Klarion was being consumed by some other being, and it was slowly becoming him, Dr. Fate knew he had to take action fast ("Whatever this is, I cannot allow it to summoned in our world! This is now a matter of Order!") he summoned the energy of order, forming a spear out of pure light and threw it at Klarion, the spear shone into the dark air falling as if it was a comet! 

But Klarion's movements were inhumanly swift, He effortlessly dodged aside, and the blast was defended against by the tentacles, which formed a flesh shield around Klarion, with a mocking grin the tentacles started to merge with Klarion's left hand as He raised it, creating a similar shield, a copy of Fate's shield, but instead of light, it was made out of shadow, Klarion flicked his wrist and the dark spear flew at Dr. Fate, blinding in speed.

Though he deflected in time, the attack had left him open, something Klarion took full advantage of to close the distance within an instant, His left hand out, releasing the tentacles, going for Fate's helm, The impact had been brutal, sending Dr. Fate crashing down to the ground, his golden aura flickering as he got up, but he was at least safe, for a moment there, the Tentacles almost took his helmet off

Before he could even regain his footing, the Lord of Chaos was upon him, his hand clamped upon the helm of Dr. Fate with a strength that should have been impossible to the Witch Boy, His eyes turned into a dark slit as he spoke

"Order….That's who you serve correct? The Lord of Order and Chaos….Foolish beings"

Dr. Fate called upon what strength he could muster, it was now or never, Klarion was close ("A Necessary Sacrifice") as Fate muttered "Divine Order"

As he spoke, from his helmet, a pulse of golden energy was released, the pulse spread through the room destroying all the tentacles, and as Klarion was close, his body suffered the most, bleeding from his mouth, the pulse then turned into a massive light shield that shined down from behind Klarion and stabbed him in the chest

"I see…..You were trying to keep this one alive….shame" spoke Klarion, his body destroyed and wreaked, but the darkness in his eyes was different, it was bored as if losing Klarion wasn't really a problem to it

"Though you seem to have lost your power….Shame….It's been Ten thousand of years since I've fought a lord of order…." As the entity inside Klarion finished speaking, a small tentacle came out of Klarion's mouth as it looked at Fate, who now had a destroyed, dead body, with the helmet on the ground, and left towards its true owner

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Raiden was shocked, His eyes Scanning FirstBorn, he expected at least a few scratches, some marks, some signs of damage….yet, it wasn't there, Firstborn appeared to have been remade, as healthy as ever, This was not the first time Raiden was facing a strong foe, neither was it the first time he had met a warrior who had withstood a Noble Phantasm, in fact, some of his enemies have survived and onslaught of Noble Phantasms before, But this was different, The Noble Phantasm he had used was far stronger, especially against godlike beings like First Born.

Enkidu's 'Enuma Elish' was designed to humble the gods, to bind them, to destroy them. It wasn't supposed to be defended against so easily. Seeing FirstBorn survive it unscathed, shook Raiden to his core

Raiden knew he could transform again and summon another servant, but he wasn't sure that that would help, Enkidu was already powerful, on par with a Grand Servant, His power was outstanding, even if he did not hold the title of Grand, and Despite his trust in the System, which never failed him before, Raiden hesitated, The System always provided the right servant at the right time, But…. it wasn't a guarantee, For example, during the battle against Trigon, it summoned Orion.

Orion was strong, and he alone could match Trigon. Still, he did not have the capability to defeat him. Raiden could have survived that battle, but not defeated Trigon, only through Raven's help that he managed to win that battle, and that made him worry!

What if the System gave him a servant who could only survive against FirstBorn, but not defeat him? Surviving wasn't a winning option here, FirstBorn planned to destroy not just the world but the entire multiverse.

First Born smiled at Raiden's lost expression and said, "I am disappointed. I know that look—it's of a man defeated, one who has come to the realization that he has bitten off more than he could chew. Are you finding ways to slip out of my hands? Coming up with a way to plead with me, beg for mercy? I don't have any of those in my core, I live to wreak Havoc—to destroy those who dare to stand against me, And right now, that's you."

FirstBorn continued "I'll give you one chance, Stand proud and fight to your death, At least let the people see you die with dignity….. Not that it'll be a glorious death…. I'll decimate your body, toy with it. I'll hang your head on the steps to my castle on Olympus, your head will be at the doorstep for all to see..."

As he listened to the near-comically evil speech, Raiden could not help but smile. "I thought you knew me or at least something about me, I guess you're not very well informed, are you?" Raiden said, smiling "You see, I don't give up, and I don't run away, Never fought a battle where I decided to flee, My enemies might run, but me? I fight to the death, and I take offense to all the shit you just said. So, prepare yourself, I shall go all out now" 

"Merlin!"

As soon as Raiden called out to Merlin, the battlefield changed, The desolation of the crater created by that Noble Phantasm became a lush, beautiful landscape, To the left and right, fields of green, with flowers stretched as far as the eye could see, Further ahead stood an enormous white tower, And above, the sun shone radiantly in the sky, shining heavenly. It was paradise; true to the word, befitting Merlin's creation.

Merlin dropped lightly, floating at Raiden's side "My Lord, are we to begin?" he asked with a smile.

"Of course," Raiden said

Everything changed with Merlin in the way, Raiden's aura flared, his strength surging from the buffs coming from the Garden of Avalon, an eternally secluded utopia where any evil that entered its borders would suffer, Firstborn's body filling with debuffs and weakening spells, as correctly stated by the chant that created this Noble Phantasm

"Only those free of sin may pass"

Free from those debuffs, Raiden only grew stronger, adding to it Merlin's Hero Creation Skill, increasing Raiden's strength and magic, in this moment, Raiden' felt as if his magical power was limitless, as if he was back on Odym where he could change his servants at will!

"Let's dance, shall we?" Raiden said, Preparing for a glorious battle!

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