Soul and Body, Heart and Dao.

Tristan was now hovering in the soul room his brows furrowed trying to understand the words he had just heard, but a sudden thought crossed his mind causing him to remember a passage from the bible.

[Mathew 10:28]

-Do not be afraid of those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul. Rather, be afraid of the One who can destroy both soul and body.

The weapon that can destroy both body and soul severing reincarnation itself. [The Soul Weapon or the Annihilator].

Tristan looked around then thought, 'if this endless space where I'm at is the soul and this is the part that is aware witch is me couldn't i morph it into something'.

Thinking for a bit he said in a loud and confident voice, ''why not forge my soul into a weapon haha, ill turn it into a sword a really cool one at that.''

<System shop>

-Soul forging hammer

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''Yes!''

Seconds flew by and Tristan's body could be seen lying in a pool of blood, his eyes lifeless, but standing over him the figure spoke in a cold and distant tone

''Pathetic''

After saying that the figure turned around and walked away.

Dang!, . . Dang!

The sound of metal hitting metal echoed in the dark space, sparks flew about as if they where fragmented memories of the past, Tristan stared at these memories with a steely gaze his heart un moving and as quickly as the memories came they left.

But they where a few memories that left a lasting impression on him, and in those fragmented memories he saw his old fart of a grandma rocking back and forth in her chair, he saw the old fool of a grandpa cursing at the tv, he even saw mom, dad and others but this didn't stop the hammer from slamming downward.

Tristan's eyes witch where dead and without luster began to grow brighter with each strike of the hammer.

Dang!, . . Dang!, . . Dang!

As the memories flashed past Tristan wondered to himself 'how did I come to this?', and with that thought a bitter memory of the past shown brightly in the sparks.

Thick black smoke covered the evening sky and a house could be seen engulfed in billowing red flames. Inside the burning building people could be seen pressed up against the windows their faces looking like melted candy of the ninth hell.

Tristan gritted his teeth and a viscous expression covered his face he then uttered out every word biting cold.

''Those fucking cultist.''

He slammed the soul forging hammer down on the memory making sure to engrave it deep into his soul making sure he wouldn't forget the pain those fuckers caused.

''Those bastards killed them then tortured me for years saying i was the son of the devil and . . . AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.!!''

After screaming out he began to forge with even more vigor, but a stern voice echoed out in his head.

''Do not let your worldly emotions corrupt the soul''.

Upon hearing this Tristan eyes opened as if enlightened then a golden glow shot up from the unformed sword engulfing him making him one with it and what felt like an hour had passed and the dead eyes of Tristan now sparkled with a purple light.

''I've been here for hours now and.''

-Correction it has only been a few minutes, to be more accurate 5 minutes 30 seconds and 25.2 millisecond.

Tristan who was about to argue heard that strange voice its tone deafening, merge the soul with the body and heart with the Dao making them one.

The long black sword that was in Tristan's hand turned into a strange liquid then merged with his hand, his corporeal form then began to merge with his physical body.

A voice within the depths of his subconscious spoke.

''The desire of soul is sin.''

Tristan body witch lay still in a pool of blood suddenly twitched violently but it quickly calmed down, the world then went eerily quiet, but suddenly a heaven suppressing aura descended, then with shaky hands Tristan began to push himself up the sight chilling to the bones.

His head witch hung low began to rise, his eyes sparkling with a purplish light, the light showed his nature his essence his desire to be at the top.

Feeling this indescribable pressure the figure turned around and smirked, but what greeted him was a horrifying sight, Tristan's body was wrapped in a sleek black and gold armor that shown like the starry expanse and his eyes showed an unbending will his might unquestionable.

<Notice>

-Host has finally unlocked a natural ability [Annihilation]

The figure rushed forward but Tristan just raised his hand in the air and with that motion the heavens instantly turned into a pitch black starry expanse, but as if this wasn't enough a black sword materialized its presence causing ones soul to quake and tremble.

The figure flinched and took a step back, he then shouted out his voice shaky, ''yo . . . you resemble the great ones ho . . . how could this . . . ,''

But before he could finish, Tristan slashed downward and the heavens moved along. As the sword grew closer the creature closed its eyes as if accepting its fate but a voice suddenly rang through heaven and earth.

''Do not destroy the heart for it is the foundation of the soul, the heart comprehends all things creating Dao.''

Hearing this the sword froze and the heaven suppressing might disappeared and a loud sigh could be heard coming from Tristan's mouth

The figure hearing that sigh slowly opened its eyes but its eyes showed shock and disbelief time passed and the figure finally spoke it voice however had a reverent tone to it

''Ive seen eyes like that and armor that reflects the cosmos''

Tristan grew curious and asked ''where did you see this?''

The figure sighed and said, ''I've seen this in a fragmented will of a great one, beings that govern entire sectors and clusters of the multiverse would all go to this place to battle it out for ascension. And in that great ones will i saw something so horrifying that i stood still for 3 days and 3 nights.''

Tristan stared at him with an odd gaze

The figure cleared his throat then continued to talk just, ''a single attack of one of those creatures erased millions upon millions of universal masses, and if just a whiff of the great ones aura where to be released into the real world, the boundless expanse would be whipped clean from creation.''

Tristan's pupils contracted and the blood in his body roiled like an ocean

The figure felt a suffocating pressure but went on with its words, ''this stage is known as the ascension stage.''

Time passed by and Tristan had by now calmed down he then asked

''Why am i hear?''

Hearing this the figure smiled and said ''to create that'' after saying that the figure pointed in a direction Tristan's gaze soon landed on the spot

''A heart !''

He exclaimed out loud the figure answered not only a heart its a chaotic heart created from morbid desires the figure chuckled then said ''I'm you but from a''

Honglonglong!!!

And with that heaven shaking a noise a voice boomed out across the sky

''Do not speak of the heavenly secrets for it is not time for him to know of what is to come the only thing he should know is that [Three reincarnations shall merge into one].''

''Hahaha'' the figure or rather Tristan the first laughed out and without warning he rushed at Tristan and out of reflex Tristan stabbed forward and the black blade went right through the figures chest.

But it was then that Tristan got to saw the figures face, he looked exactly like him but their where certain features that set them apart, his pupils where like that of a dragon and his skin as white as snow however golden blood trickled from the corner of his mouth

But despite his injury the figure laughed and said ''you see that 2nd you cant stop me, no one can, not even you.''

The second screamed out in rage ''Die!'' and with that scream a pitch black palm struck down from the sky