Seeker

The merged attack approached the Saint of Mayhem, who was already moving to defend against it. He moved all of his arms, even the one that was holding Zane, and pushed forward. Then, a huge red opaque projection of his four arms appeared in front of him, stopping the multi-colored sphere in its tracks.

He clenched his teeth and faced the full brunt of the attack, and the projection of his arms faded away slowly, along with the multi-colored sphere which reduced in size bit by bit. The cracks on the Saint's body also increased in size.

When the multi-colored sphere reduced in size by 50%, the Saint's four arm projection caught the sphere tightly. Then, a new red color was mixed in the sphere, along with the colors of the three Saint. After infusing the sphere with his essence, the Saint shot the sphere back towards the three Saints, who hurriedly used their <Arcanes > to defend against their own attack.

Even though the Saint threw back their attack, infusing it took a huge amount of his essence which made the possession weak. He gritted his teeth to keep control of the body, but his eyes lost it's glow and slowly got clearer, his iris returning. Even though his body was the same, his eyes returned to normal, like how the Saint of Mayhem's was before he fell into lunacy.

Regaining his senses once more, the Saint of Mayhem turned his head and looked around. He saw the three Saints defending against the multi-colored sphere using defensive <Arcanes >. Leaving them, he turned his head towards his hand and looked at Zane, who was already unconscious because of the slit on his neck and because of the fight. He reached one of his arms towards his belt and brought the book back out. 

"Hahaha....." The Saint chuckled with a hint of madness. "My life.... wasted...."

Although the Saint had regained his control, the power of the God of Mayhem still resided in his body. The hand he was holding the book with started glowing red like heated steel. When he started clenching the book with his hand, the flames from the cracks on his body started crackling, like it was fighting back.

Smoke started rising from the book due to the heat, then the book slowly started to melt and transform into hot red liquid. Slowly, all of the book burned down into this liquid, and the Saint opened his palm, guiding the liquid towards Zane. The unconscious Zane couldn't defend against this due to his state, but the armor he put around his neck using the slug's power was still there.

The Saint guided the red liquid towards Zane's neck slowly. With no surprise, it then penetrated the armor around Zane's neck and entered his wound. The liquid entered his body and slowly moved with his bloodstream, heating up his body.

Zane began to frown, even in his unconscious state. Then he suddenly opened his eyes with a scream.

"AAAAHHHH"

He regained his consciousness due to the pain he felt. The insides of his body felt like a million ants was crawling through his veins.

"FUCKKK!!!" He screamed with pain. He saw the last of the red liquid moving towards his neck, but couldn't do anything as it entered his body. "AAARGHHH" The last of the liquid moved inside his body, then the liquid began to mix with his blood. With each pump of his heart, the liquid mixed with his blood and became one with his body.

No changes could be seen on his physical body, except for his eyes. His black irises slowly turned into bright red. As the liquid mixed with his blood, he clenched his teeth to endure the pain.

"Hahaha!" The Saint of Mayhem looked at Zane and smiled. "Good!"

The cracks on his body crackled like crazy, the God of Mayhem was fighting hard for control of the body. The Saint looked upwards as he seemed to talk with his god.

"I spent my whole life making sure things go according to your wishes..." He scoffed. "But this time things won't go as you wish."

The three Saint had successfully defended against the sphere and was approaching the Saint of Mayhem. But they were careful in their approach as they saw his change.

The Saint of Mayhem suddenly looked at the three Saints and laughed maniacally.

"Fools! Worshiping the Gods to seek transcension?!" He spat like a madman.

"You are nothing but fools!" He chuckled depressingly. "We are nothing but fools...."

His eyes sparkled with understanding. "I know now...." He looked at Zane. "What it means to be..."

"A Seeker!"

He cackled like a mad man once again and let go of Zane's neck, dropping him towards the ground.

"Come! Kill me right now before the God takes over once again!" The Saint of Mayhem invited the three Saints.

The Saint of Storm and Light immediately moved, but the Saint of Nox hesitated and looked towards Zane, who was falling down from the sky.

"Leave him be, it's just a rogue seeker after all!" The Saint of Storm shouted.

Clenching her teeth, the Saint of Nox dove towards Zane, and caught him just as he was about to hit the ground.

"Hah! That's why you're the weakest among us..." The Saint of Storm mumbled and the Saint of Light nodded. They appeared in front of the Saint of Mayhem and moved their hands.

The Saint of Light drilled his hand inside his chest and dug out his heart while the Saint of Storm sliced his head from the neck cleanly.

The Saint's body fell from the sky and his heart which was on the Saint of Light's hand slowly stopped beating. 

"Hah! Would you look at this bastard, smiling after all this trouble.." The Saint of Storm clicked his tongue as he looked at the head he held in his hand. In his moment of death, the Saint of Mayhem seemed to have achieved peace, apparent by the smile he held.