《Master of Cards. *Reborn*》chapter 4 : Oh, you're one of those.
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Kael had followed the people that kidnapped Blake to an eerie part of the words. The cliche kind where you would think that you're in a video game with all the jumpscares to make you scream in surprise. Dead trees? Check. Some amount of mist or fog? Check. Every little crack sounds loud? Check. The forest's entrance was welcoming yet Kael could feel a faint feeling of being watched.
Instead of Baihua, this time. He will have one of his other swords. Baihua was not suited for what was going to be fighting in this place. It may be better if Kael had readied either the katana or the saber. Kuro Hana, the katana would be a better fit. It was a blade that was blessed by a thousand shrine maidens and a 100 priests. Kuro Hana was a blade that Kael had used to slain other worldly being and evils. Though it was more accurate to say he kept them at bay.
The feeling of being watched, Kael knew what it was. They were nothing short of the horrors from the other side. Hidden beneath the mist, they will make noise to catch Kael's attention. The smell of fragrant flowers that reached his nose was a solid distraction. Having Kuro Hana in his hands was a form of comfort.
"Kuro. Think you can kill them?" Kael asked as he continued trudging through the woods.
"I am unsure, master. For these demons are new..." Kuro's answer was definitely uncomfortable as Kael continued on. His human instincts kept telling him to leave, to run. Because the problem when tackling such horrors is they attack a person's sanity instead. Yet, Kael's mind was still in tuned to being the Avatar of Destruction. He will just push on ahead. Then seeing a person whose entire face was covered in darkness.
"Le-" Kael swung Kuro Hana straight to person, watching them dissolve into white particles.
"Poor souls... You were sacrificed by fools that wish to awaken something else. I will put you all to rest." Kael said as he continued to walk through the path. The figures that tried to haunt Kael did so, yet Kael did not look at them with scared eyes. It was sorrow, for he touched the face of what used to be a young woman. Seeing her last thought being of her husband.
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Kael clenched his fist, it was not just anger but the desire to destroy what was planned here. The Avatar of Destruction shall destroy whatever cult's ritual before this. Kael headed onwards before the path, where the spirits, the horrors did not stop him. They let him walk through, he could hear whispers.
"Please... Set us free."
"Please...Put us to rest."
"Please... Give our families peace." Kael was guided by the voices, heading down the path where he heard the cultists chanting.
"To bring our Dark Lord, Nelista to life! We offer this sacrifice!" Kael heard them chanting with Blake being chained in the middle. They were unaware of Kael's pressence. That was how confident they were that the horrors and spirits outside would be haunting Kael. They were about to stab the knife into Blake, Kael swung Kuro Hana, slashing three of them. Their screams stopped the knife wielder from completing the ritual.
"Wha!? How did y-" Kael did not let them finish their sentences. The moment their eyes met with his, their heads exploded. Kael freed Blake, breaking the chains open. However, the ritual was complete as Kael looked at the fabrics of reality being ripped wide open. Gigantic hands that forced their way through the hole,Kael took a look at the 10 eyes demon before him.
"Kuro Hana. Bring her to safety." The blade took shape of a woman in a black kimono, carrying Blake away from this.
"Human... You... You dare to kill my followers?!" it roared at him. The bodies of the cultists were sucked into its mouth.
"Nelista. I thought the ritual to summon you required 300 bodies at even your weakest form. Judging by the number that died. It's lesser than that." Kael asked, this brought surprise to Nelista.
"You speak as if you know me, human..."
"I did rip the head of your own wife and beat you to death with it." Kael said which instantly caused the demon lord to shake. It was fear, Kael could see it sweating by its eyes.
"Lucius's...Avatar?"
"If I answer your questions..W..Wil...." The demon was stuttering to even pose a question to Kael.
"Sure. You didn't do anything to anyone I know yet. But I can't just let you run around and cause chaos. So you can go back to your world and be peaceful. Seems like if you were revived. Even the other demons have been brought back?" Nelista nodded.
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"Yes. The angels and demons you had slain have been revived with our memories of you intact. All of the supernatural are freely moving about in this realm. It still brings me shudders remembering what you did to me." Nelista said.
"Just sit down, Nelista. If you've been summoned here, did any of the rules change?" Kael asked.
"None.. But the souls they took. I was very sure that I required the souls of the depraved. They took innocent people.."
"The cultists don't understand the meaning of the texts. You're at least in your half form. Halfway to be at your strongest. That is surprising to say the least." Kael said as he placed a cigar to his lips, where the demon gazed upon it. Lighting it for Kael.
"Thanks."
"To send these spirits off you have to make a call to any of the angels." Kael nodded as he stepped out with Nelista following him from behind. Kael clasped his hands.
"Oh Lords. Your servants needs a deliverer to help put these souls to rest. They have suffered for far too long, they deserve better." Kael said where a bright light shined down upon him, following it up with a white robed, white winged figure with a halo descending down.
"Valkis. So you've become a deliverer?" Kael asked where the angel nodded to him.
"Yes, Kael. I've become a deliverer. These poor souls... Seems they were used to summon Nelista but... I can see Nelista is not happy with the offering... Any particular reason?"
"I am a demon of the depraved and wicked. I don't know why I was able to make it into the human realm anyway. Are the walls of the realms that thin?" Valkis nodded with a sad smile on her face.
"Yes... They are far thinner than before. The supernatural leaks through them easily, even the demonic and angelic... Kael, Supreme God Lucius has a message for you. Between the Heavens and Hells, there are angels and demons that wish to start armageddon... Yes, once again. They truly believed that the Avatar of Destruction is dead. So they wish to redo this again." Valkis paused with a deep sigh.
"How about it, Nelista? Want to stay by my side as we go deal with the wicked?" Nelista changed his form, becoming a lean build man who wore a black suit.
"Fine. Besides, I'd rather not have a repeat of you killing me with the corpses of my children." Nelista said, then they turned to Valkis, the Angel of Deliverers.
"I will deliver these souls to their slumber and rest. Kael, thank you for trusting this to the Gods."
"Just remind the Gods that if they have a scheme to throw this life into another warzone. I'll go up there and start killing them too." Valkis smiled sheepishly.
"I will ensure that they hear your warnings." Valkis left first, where it cleared the entire forest of the mist. Kael could see the hundreds of skeletal remains that were present.
"Ah... That's a lot of innocent bodies. Some of these skeletal remains were from hundreds of years ago. Seemingly they used it to summon me." Nelista shook his head at the sight of all these skeletons. There was the moonlight above their heads, some of the horrors still roamed the area, sticking close to the trees. Keeping watch over Kael and Nelista.
"The horrors?"
"Nothing can be done for them. We put the spirits to rest. They must have something to do on this earth. Tell you what, I'll join you after I handle what these horrors need to be put to rest. Then you just call Valkis to deliver them again." Kael was thinking about it, well he might as well agree to it.
"Just try not to cause trouble to a few families. The ones I'm showing to you telepathically." Kael said where Nelista nodded.
"Kuro Hana?" Kael called out.
"Yes, master. The girl is fine, she is resting at the hospital. Is there anything you needed?" Kuro asked.
"No, just stay with her. Nelista is going to handle with some horrors since I can't speak their language." Kael said as he walked out of the woods. Taking a deep breath as his clothes returned to his normal form.
"If the fabric is thinner than ever. It means we'll be seeing a whole lot more things later on."
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