Battl

Vantrey's World, Central Continent

A majestic battle broke out in the vast central continent. Among the fighting forces one could see a noble elf who wielded spells that changed the terrain and weather. A mighty orc that destroys everything in its path. The cunning and sneaky goblin was just waiting for the opportunity to intervene. An incredibly beautiful fairy who can heal like a little goddess. A bright and beautiful angel casting light on this moonless night. A dragon covering the sky with its fiery breath. A dwarf destroying mountains with his hammer. A beastman, striking with his wild appearance. A vampire, the embodiment of the night, and finally a man with two swords - his bright red hair flared up like flames, his dark red eyes resembled seas of blood. There was no special aura emanating from him, but just one glance could cut through space. They fought against the Lord of Darkness, the personification of evil. This war shook the entire continent, destroying the mountain ranges and forests in which this deadly duel took place.

This was supposed to be a classic battle of good and evil where good wins but, unfortunately, this is not the case because the Lord was simply playing with them.

"This is all?" - his words rang out, full of disappointment, as he looked at the beaten and bleeding representatives of all races lying on the ground. There were those who had no eyes, others with limbs blown off, and some who sadly died. Each of them was a representative of their own race, but now they were all simply broken and wounded. They looked at the man standing directly above them. This man was Dante Henethus - the sword emperor, the strongest in the entire continent. They looked at each other, nodded, and then turned their gaze to the elf with broken glasses and silver hair. Mana flickered in his eyes.

They knew Dante was trying to look confident, but they weren't idiots. He fought with all his might as the demon played with him like a toy. Each of them was on the verge of death, but they decided to use their lives and souls to create a powerful strengthening spell.

"Ha-ha," the elf laughed

"I never thought that I would trust a person," he said, as if indulging in a memory.

"ᚕ ᚖᛑ ᛒ ᛛᛜᛝᛔᛕᛖᚠᚡ ᚥᚭ ᚮᚰᚨᚱᚧᚩᚴᚵᚶᚷᛇᛈᛉᚸ ᚹᚺᚻᛤᛥᚼᚽ ᚾᚿᛁ "The sage began to read the spell.

The Lord of Darkness raised an eyebrow in surprise

Dante immediately understood what they wanted to do

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING, IDIOTS, DON'T YOU DARE," he roared, but they just grinned

"I'll just try to lose to the bug," the orc shouted, and most smiled.

An incredible energy surged through the sword emperor, which strengthened him, but he could not rejoice, he only screamed in agony, he realized that this process could not be stopped and attacked the demon in anger.

The battle between the sword emperor Dante Henethues and the lord of darkness Ethan Infernales was terrifying and magnificent in the same measure. They soared into the sky, their swords colliding, causing flashes of light that could be seen for miles around. They tore the earth apart with their blows, the rivers changed their courses, trying to evade their fight. Their battle continued for hours, but neither showed signs of fatigue. Eventually, Dante, empowered by the life energy of his comrades, was able to wound Ethan. However, this was his last action, and he fell, mortally wounded.

The Lord of Darkness approached the exhausted and dying warrior, uttering the words: "You have become much stronger than I expected, my dear, but unfortunately not enough to save this corrupt world," grinning with his simultaneously terrifying and beautiful demon face. He then pierced our hero's heart. Dante, spitting blood, looked contemptuously at Ethan, even his half-dead gaze was capable of cutting into pieces, but the demon only grinned again.

"You speak as if you know my world," Dante said through clenched teeth. Ethan Infernaless was stunned for a second, but smiled again.

"Ha-ha, oh, of course, I didn't tell you, I didn't tell this to anyone," he said thoughtfully and began his monologue again.

"In fact, I'm a human, well, I was once. Unexpected, right?" - the demon revealed a shocking fact.

Dante couldn't believe his ears, he didn't expect that the one who destroyed the whole world belonged to his own race.

"Complete nonsense!" our hero roared in rage.

"Quietly, quietly, don't be angry, sometimes I can't believe it myself, it was so long ago, the memories are so foggy, I became demons when I was a child," he said as if he were talking about the weather, but it turned our hero's world upside down.

"Believe me, this world does not deserve salvation, although you already know this, because you don't want to save this world either, you want to save only the people certain to you, you would even kill some of your "comrades", but why "even" you killed that vampire , oh and the dragon too." - and again he grinned arrogantly, which made Dante incredibly angry, but he didn't understand how he knew so much.

"You know, I like the expression: what distinguishes a hero from a villain is that when the world hurt the villain, he decided to hurt the world, and the hero decided that he would not allow anyone else to be hurt," he sighed at the end.

"My life was hell, just like yours, but we went different ways, it's a pity, it seems we started talking." - with a sharp movement he tore out the emperor's heart.

The whole world spun and he fell and his soul began to leave his body. But suddenly the whole world seemed to change and eyes opened near the soul, in which the world seemed to be reflected.

"I had so much hope for you," the unknown man sighed.

"The last hope remains, I hope this time you can do better." - his voice was everywhere and at the same time nowhere, he took the green crystal from his neck and broke it and began to pronounce it in an unknown and ancient language, but if translated it would sound like this:

Time, a weaving illusion,

Rewrite history, irreversible,

To awaken the soul that was already in the cosmos of the world,

History sleeps in knots of seconds,

To relive the long sad moments,

A couple of moments and everything will come back.

Dante Henethus felt in his soul how the world was spinning into a whirlpool and he also muffled his surprised voice.

"No...no THIS IS NOT POSSIBLE!"