The Dick King

Falling for so long gave Axel plenty of time to go through a massive mix of emotions ranging from fear, anger, grief, and contemplation. As he fell he thought back on what led him to this point.

' This is your fault old man. If you hadn't gone all Carrie on our wedding we wouldn't be in this position. '

' My fault? I guess that's fair, but why aren't we freaking out? We can't even see the bottom, and we've been free falling for a long while. '

' I did freak out, about 5 minutes ago. Now I'm just waiting. '

' We could just log out, but whenever we come back we'd still be falling so i guess we're just rolling with it? '

' Not much else to do. '

The surroundings were impossible to make out any detail due to the velocity with which they fell. A red blur is all that consumes their vision.

Then the fall slowed, ground could be seen beneath their feet, and they safely and softly landed upon the craigy redstone that comprised the caves infrastructure. One path was made obvious to the two of them leading further into the cave. No escape in sight Axel made his way down the path viewing everything and seeing only the redstone surrounding the tunnel. Despite no obvious source of light, the entire path was well lit.

After a short walk they came upon two large imposing doors crafted of bronze, or copper. Axel couldn't really tell. Upon the door's themself a story was portrayed. From left to right a man rides upon a horse on top of a familiar looking mountain, Overlooking a massive arid sea of red. Opposing the man utop the mountain stood a large winged figure covered in a mass of armor, and weaponry. The next area portrays the mounted rider growing trees, and their branches stretching to the imposing figure. The next panel shows the branches pushing the figure deep underground. The final panel shows a massive forest.

' Huh i suppose that shows the fall of the fel god huh? '

' I think you're right kiddo '

Axel steeled himself before pushing the massive doors open, revealing a throne made of brass, and a figure sitting upon it.

The room itself was a large circular area, and aside from the throne of brass there was nothing else. Gazing upon the figure in the throne had left Axel surprised as sitting on the throne with an amused look was a beautiful woman, with the most charming smile he had ever seen.

" Greetings my champion, nice of you to drop by. Come have a seat. "

With a flick of her wrist another throne rose facing herself, and a beckoning finger bid him to do as she had asked. With little other options Axel followed as she asked, and took a seat.

" I don't suppose you would be the Fel God would you? "

" I'm Glad my champion isn't brain dead as that would make all my plans much more difficult. "

" Not to interrupt but I'm pretty sure I am the Scourge of the fel god. "

An awkward shrug followed his statement, as meliodas laughter followed.

" Oh you sweat confused puppy. No, that is merely a disguise I had prepared for you. Well not YOU per say. Whomever the Dick King would give my power he stole. "

" After he defeated you? "

" Before I was banished to my pit. Life is not so black, and white. Dick King and myself once stood on the same side against the evil that ruined our world. Once upon a time ago we were both human, and when the monsters began to pour out we found our power together. I the Fel Flame, and He the tree of life. But regardless of the past your mission is simple. Kill the god king, and save the world. "

A smile blossomed upon her face as she spoke such ridiculous words.

" Huh? I'm sorry to kill what, and save the world? Lady are you Fucking with me? "

" No sir. The God King is the reason the world is fucked. His power developed in such a way that he created the forest above us, and the ability to create, or call life from wherever. Thus the " magic trees " that prevent monsters from entering his city. He calls monsters from their dimension, and draws upon their energy from their death, or the death of anybody who die within his domain. "

" Wait, so he's the bad guy? The guy with life powers is evil, and you're the good guy? "

" Kinda? I'm not the good guy per say, and he definitely is a bad guy. However it's not so black and white. See I want him dead for trapping me here, but he also does bag things. See my point? "

" So you want to take his place? "

" Oh hell no, ruling is no fun, too many responsibilities. I want two things. Revenge, and chaos. Simple. "

" And I'm the secret tool you planted? "

" Yes you have the driving tool behind a large portion of my power. The ability to manifest the soul as a weapon, and armor. Along with the ability to take others' strengths as your own. Now that we've made a connection with a little help from what little influence I still have, I can complete the class, and grant you access to the rest of my abilities. "

" Woah hold on a second. Why me? "

" Always the silly questions, simple my champion, you're just the right level of cognizant, and crazy. "

" Huh? "

" My power could only be wielded by one that welcomes chaos and thrives in it. They must also come from a position of weakness, and not be inherently evil, just willing to commit evil acts if it's for the best. They needed to be perfect in terms of battle intelligence. Basically when you went into the pool you activated the cheat code to get my power. Even if that dick could steal my power, in the end it's still my power. He probably won't even be aware of the restrictions I put in place. "

" So in other words you needed somebody who is identified as Chaotic Good, with a mental illness, a hard life, and the ability to kill without hesitation. "

" Yes! Honestly thought it would take longer than 3 hours since our world was open. Maybe the restrictions were too loose huh. "

" Yes you could have gotten just about anybody. "

" Well I got you. Now be prepared to receive my power. "

With a flick of her wrist brass chains grew around his arms, and legs, as the throne rose and unfolded into a table. Axel could hear the sound of the brass being indented around him. With a gaze he quickly saw runes being etched all around him, and a large indent formed under his chest, and specifically his heart.

" Hey hey hey wait a second we can talk about this right? You don't need to sacrifice me! "

" I'm not sacrificing you my champion, I'm preparing you for my power. Now lay still and calm down. I can't have a pussy as my loyal champion, I need a brave lion, or a strong wolf or whatever menial complement makes you feel less afraid. "

After the table had finished getting set up she came in real close too close. From this distance her bright ruby eyes entranced Axel, his heart slowed, and his body relaxed causing it to no longer be tense.

" For the record my name is Sylvia. "

" A pretty name, for the most dangerous being in recorded history. "

" Over half of that was made up, and I'm not pretty, I'm domineering, and scary! "

Axel found it difficult to take her seriously as a soft laugh escaped her mouth. What followed etched her as a being of pure terror as her hand changed from the graceful shape of her perfect hands ito elegant sharp claws that pierced his chest, and removed his heart.

Axel fluctuated between consciousness as he watched her remove her own heart, and place it inside his chest cavity. She then slit her own wrist, and poured the blood all over the altar, filling in the runes. His own blood began to mix with hers inside the stone table as it all began to alite with black flames, his entire body bathed in the horrifying flames. Much to his surprise he felt no pain, and in fact felt rather comfortable as the flames, and blood were absorbed back into his body. Axel lost consciousness as a soft hand caressed his face, and stroked his hair.