Rebel, My Champion

In the depthless void — an abyssal eye erupted from the surrounding infinite darkness. From above, a dark grey soul hovered silently as it slowly fell to the sea of darkness.

"Ohoh..." A deep voice resounded. "What a... peculiar soul."

The abyssal eye wriggled its eyelids, shifting its pupils to the grey soul. In that instant, everything about the soul revealed itself — memories, past lives, experiences and its destiny.

After a while of silence, the abyssal eye sighed.

"...How pitiable. Child of Misfortune. Vessel of Darkness. Fate's Nemesis. God's Plaything. The Weak Evil. A soul comprised of everything the darkest side of destiny has to offer. No matter how many times you repeat or restart, your fate will always be... a tragic one."

The dark grey soul was silent — floating in the infinite darkness as no response elicited from it. Its visage reeks of tragedy and melancholy.

"Once again, you will fall into the darkness and restart a new life... reaching another tragic ending. Are you aware of it..? or are you ignorant of it?" The deep voice asked.

The dark grey soul was silent.

"Then again, not that it matters. Even if you know about it, you wouldn't be able to change anything." The deep voice added. "Well... normally that should be the case. But with 'some' intervention; even fate is not absolute."

The dark grey soul suddenly stilled itself.

"You heard me right," The deep voice confirmed. "In pity as a fellow kin of the darkness and the abyss, then... I wouldn't mind intervening."

The dark grey soul vibrated.

"Make it destiny or not — from the years of eternal slumber, you appeared at the time I woke up. Coincidentally, I am also in need of a Champion." The deep voice said, pausing. "...You fit everything I want. And I'm sure you want everything I have too."

The dark grey soul hovered.

"Then it's decided. In the upcoming war, you would be my Champion."

The abyssal eye stared at the soul. At that moment, the surrounding infinite darkness gathered and formed into a small orb of void.

The deep voice said.

"Perhaps you're lucky or unlucky. Only in your final life will you be able to find emancipation."

The dark grey soul shuddered. The abyssal eye shoved the small orb of void to the dark grey soul. The orb of void and the dark grey soul connected — making the soul uncontrollably tremble and vibrate.

The abyssal eye stared at the dark grey soul, chuckling in fascination.

"A soul comprised of all the darkness destiny has to offer... will you remain hellbound from the tragic fate ordained to you? Or will you liberate yourself and find emancipation from the will of Gods?"

The dark soul fell beneath the void. Its visage floating on sinking beneath the sea of darkness— at that moment, a large maw of karmic destiny devoured it, transporting it to another place.

"Lexandros, fellow kin of abyss.."

Seeing that, the abyssal eye closed in satisfaction.

"Rebel, my Champion."