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Phantom Nemesis

Afi, a boy with knowledge about mystic world yet possess none about himself. Multiple scenes played in his mind, war, blood and chaos. What is the important about this images to him? What were the creatures in the war? How are they related to him? Is he just an ordinary youth or something more? What does Dawnbringer has anything to do with his real and lost identity? One thing for sure is that the Archangel of Death is his guardian, task given by the Big Boss Himself but for what purpose?

Zierel_Zero · Urbano
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11 Chs

05.Information

When night time came, a purple round shape moon rose to the sky. The scene was nearly identical to Zestra night. While watching the purple moon, the sky reminded him of a book which he overlooked and nearly forgotten, Necromancy book.

Firstly, its skin cover was made entire from the wood of this world, Lilith. The wood was durable and can last nearly half a millennium without decaying but the price was extremely expensive according to Yuki.

From the knowledge which Yuki, the scholar of the group told, the world which he was in was called Nelheim. The creatures were divided into two category, Nova and Phantom.

Firstly, Nova is a non sentient species. They might possessed some intelligent but those intellect was led mainly by their instinct. One might called them the fauna of this world.

Then, the Phantom is the opposite of Nova. Unlike Nova, they possessed both wisdom and knowledge along with free will which determined their own action. They were the "human" of this world.

Next, Lilith, the forest which engulfed the entire Nelheim. Her fruit was called Zaqum and was extremely edible to either Nova or Phantom. The fruit itself was alluring to anyone or anything as long as they were living things.

However, Zaqum had a negative effect on anyone other than these two species. If outsider eat even a bit of Zaqum, they would lose their mind and became an aggressive creature which instinct is the master.

Thinking back about when he nearly ate those fruits gave him a goosebump. The forest itself was a lawless zone and one misstep, then its game over for him.

"Arrgghh~...."

When Afi was pondering about his next move, a faint sound of pain could be hurt and like always his curiosity got the better of him even though he knew the danger awaited him there.

****

On the way to the source, he tripped and fell down with face facing the side but something greeted him which made him cold sweat.

*CLANG!*

A large black scythe giving an oppressive aura had struck the ground and was just an inch away from his face. Its blade had text written in an unknown language.

However, the shocking part was that the large scythe melted into a sticky fluid. It wandered around Afi before pounced him right arm, engulfing the limb.

"Aarrgghhh~!!!"

His limb shook very hard trying to separate it from the black gooey liquid. Alas, it was futile and it sunk into the arm, the feeling of being pricked by thousand needles was painful.

"Get off!!!"

After struggling, both knees touched the ground, supporting the lifeless body. His black arm had dispersed some steam but the brain was not able to pick up information from the arm.

****

In the darkness, Afi opened his eyes and saw nothing but endless darkness. His sight had looking for information from all sort of angle yet nothing was gained.

"Lonely... Isn't it, Afi?"

"Who' there!?"

*Clap! ×3*

"Why so cold?"

A pale looking youth had appeared before him from the darkness. He wore pair of jeans with sport shoes. A white T-shirt with an unzipped leather jacket. His outfit was entirely white colour and his hair was short. The eyes were red along with the hair. He gave a sinister smile upon looking Afi.

"Who're you!?"

"Huh? You...don't know me?"

The white youth pointed at himself in confusion. He wipe an imaginary tear with his finger acting like an abandoned person.

"How could you say that to me, the one who has been there for you in your entire life since you're born."

"What crap are you speaking?"

"You think you're human but you're not."

"What are you talking about!?"

"Let me tell you something good."

*BANG!!!*

"Pwaah~!!!"

The figure vanished before emerged in front of Afi and delivered a kicked to the latter abdomen. Afi was sent flying until his body hit an invisible wall.

"Why?"

"Why? What do you think?"

The white being grabbed the youth collar and threw a rapid punches on his chest. The force contained on each punch could blow a hole on a normal human body.

"Blurgh!"

"More! Resist!"

*BANG!!!*

The enemy gave a spinning kick which pushed him down to the ground. Afi could not possibly catch up with the attacker due to their speed gap.

"Blurgh!"

*Bam!*

"What? Done already? No fun."

With each step the figure took, Afi felt a bad premonition yet he was powerless to block let alone retaliate. The left hand grabbed his neck and lifted him from the ground thus hanging him in the air.

"Aaaaakkkkk~!!!"

"At least put up some fight, loser! No wonder why you always lose."

"What...are...you...mumbling...about?"

Despite lack of oxygen, the youth did not gave up that easily as he asked even though that would suffocate him. Energy drained on a high rate.

"Haaahh~."

When the gripping hand loosen, the same arm elbowed his shoulder to the ground. The space started shaking after absorbing so much shock from the one sided beat.

"Ahmad Firdaus, you asked me who am I, right?

I'm your nightmare. I'll haunt you till you become insane. Hahahaha~!!"

Unfortunately for Afi, he was too weak and wounded to even move a single finger. He hated the world or more precisely he hated the rules which made up the world.

'World!! You did this to me!! Then, I'll destroy those ridiculous rules! MARK MY WORDS!!!'

****

When he woke up, a gore scene where the ground and nearby Liliths had been dyed in yellow. Bodies scattered around with missing limbs and some even headless. Some of them were children.

'This is?'

On his right arm, a long black pattern tattoo from his wrist to shoulder was visible and this hand was holding the large scythe which could reap dozens lives in a single swing. What more shocking to him, its blade still had some fresh blood dripping from the tip.

"What...have I done?"

While his hands were shaken, the scythe had already submerged into the tattoo thus leaving no evidence of the slaughter weapon.