《Origin》Fight
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On the border of the grotto stood the Demon King. Its face is pure black, like the void. Its hands extended almost to it's feet, its eyes looked like pure dread, looking like it'll come out. It's mouth devoid of any lips, covering to what supposedly to be the cheeks. Smiling all the time.
It's 800m in length while standing. No neck to be seen, just a face connecting directly to the body, it looked unnatural.
The sun while is none in the Voidgrounds, is still posing a threat to the Demon King.
Because after all, this Demon King is the next evolution of the Abyssal Ogre Demon!
Night and day are the same, pitch black veils covered the wide millions and millions of kilometers of lands, still remained a mystery to this day.
It looked down upon the humans that interrupted its sleep.
"IAaAAaAAAaaaaaaaAAaAAAaaAAAAa!!!??!?!?!" A shriek sounded, as it came out of the Demon's mouth. if not for protection from Aden's magic, people's eardrums would be bleeding by now.
"Shit, shit, shit." An Orc readied himself, holding his battleaxe, which supposed to be held by two hands, in his right hand. and preparing Ninth-Tiered magic "Glazing Flares" in his left.
Tens of Magic arrays/formation appeared, Glowing in the dark. Then tens of more Magic arrays/formation appeared, adding the light. (should i use arrays or formation? If visualized its like those games that have very cool magic effect when casting. like in dnd or overlord. whats it called? maybe Runes? comment below.)
"Glazing Flare."
"Lightborn's hands."
"Lightrain."
"Holy Miasma."
"Bright Fires."
"Firestraint."
"Archedeon's Guard."
Bam! Hundreds of hundreds of spells targeted the still Ogre. Hundreds of flares burned its bodies, Miasmas eating its flesh, and hundreds of light beams stabbed at its body.
"HUAaAaaaAAAaAaAAAaA" The Ogre screamed.
"Mortals." The Ogre suddenly opened its third eye. its eye's pupil is bright red, with black iris.
"It woke up! Shit!!"
"Abyss Gaze."
Suddenly, all light related magic disappeared without a trace. Its body is regenerating at a fast pace.
"Mortals, all of ye."
"Deathscythe Abyss."
It summoned its Scythe. A purple robe with jewelries flied towards the ogre, fully clothing the once bare naked ogre.
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"Do you know what nickname they called me back in the Abyssal Glaze?"
"It's Greedgod." said the ogre.
"You want some real magic? This, is how you use real magic." spoke the ogre.
"Holy Darkness." Its left hand suddenly covered in black ink, dripping to the ground.
As it dripped into the ground, hundreds of hundreds of abominations spawned out of the puddle of black inks scattered.
"Did you think that I am afraid of light? Fools, ye all."
It suddenly moved out of the Grotto, while inside the Grotto, the light is pitch black, like an abyss. Outside of the Grotto practically looked like a blinding night.
"I am not any ogre, I. Kul, the third word King! The greed god! I shall conquer the lands and bust that stupid walls of yours! AND BECOME THE FIRST WORD! UNDER THE OGREEGAR HIMSELF! HAHAHA!"
"Okay, let's get this over with."
"Abominations, kill them for me." The ogre then summoned a black ink throne and sat outside of the grotto.
"Yes."
The faceless abominations continued to spawn from the black inks, readied up themselves.
The abominations then ran to the 48 companions, they measured by thousands. and still spawning more. The companions casted their spells.
"Super support, Grade-1!" Aden casted his spell.
Aden's spells are made by him for it to be suitable for this universe. not too powerful nor too shabby, he produced many spells unbeknownst by many. The reason for this is that Omnicael's spells, are too powerful for normal universes. They are meant for Upper Dimensionals, and Multiversal scale. so even if Aden dumbed down his spells, they could wreck and wrought havoc easily into the world. As for someone stealing his spells, don't worry, Hisydema will kill him before he does. And there are not many Naturals that could contain spells of that power, or even could break into his mind.
Naturals are creatures without Hisydema, all of the Hisydema users think that they are more superior than anyone, well, it is true.
Because of his spells, their powers are doubled, all of the aspect of their fighting prowess are doubled. They felt like they are given wings.
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"Clone." An assassin cloned himself, then again, and again, and again. the clones contained 75% of his power. The clones then cloned themselves, dumbing down their powers. It continued until the clones produced clones of a regular human's power.
"Let's go!" An orc rushed into the hordes of Abominations.
'The beasts' weakness is in its soul, but our Soulkeepers are still in their weakest state, we must bide their time' Hero thought
"I need more time to gather the souls!" One of the soulkeepers telepathed
'I guess I need to be involved in this.' Aden thought
"Rank Up! Target is Hero." Aden casted
Suddenly, glows of holy light permeated and gathered, circling the hero
"The Hero is blessed!" The Ogre started to panic
'I need to target the hero first, but then the Soulkeepers' spells would be finished by then, I need to do something'
'Aah, i know what to do...' snickered the ogre.
'Abbysal Demons, heed my words.' said Aden
'Peace has been intruded'
Then, behind him, appeared millions upon millions of Abyssal Demons.
Abyssal Demons, Beings stemmed between evil and peace
They are many in forms, have the features of evil, but did not have the same nature of it. They liked peace, slumber, and darkness. Fighting is not to the likes of them, but if forced, they will be as fierce as the demons. That's why they're called Abyssal Demons.
Their forms are abnormal and unique, their races are known to have many variations of forms and intelligence, they are strong in the trinity aspect.
Trinity aspect, the basic aspect of warriors of all Omniverse[3D] composed of Mental Aspect, Energy Aspect, and Physical Aspect. (Informations will be published in Author's Note and Hisydema Wiki)
"O, Ogre, even though you're none of our ally, nor your enemies are ours." The Abyss General spoke
"But if peace are disturbed. Our side will know no mercy."
"You have obtained our permission to rest your wounds in this grotto, but you do not have the permission to start a fight here."
'Now, what'll he do? Wait for the soulkeeper's spell? Or face the wrath of the Abyssal Demons? Or...'
"Mass Teleportation, commence!" casted the Ogre
Black miasma filled all the heroes' vision, rendering their vision useless.
"Fuck, mass teleportation?! Hero, brace from impact!" as one of his companions casted a mass shield spell
Blink.
'Now we're falling, nice strategy, ogre.'
'Let's see how the story turned out to be.'
"SPIKES! EVERYONE BRACE FOR IMPACT!"
Thousands of spikes, made by the nature of the world, as intended by the world will. Ranging almost bordering the planet, separating the east and west. Though it is not too large, but it is very long, as if...
'Óroboros races have come and inhabited this planet to be its bases for the Universal War? So they asked for the world will to make a nest for them? aren't that too obvious?'
'Should've teleported them outta here, but no time to coordinate, maybe a level one shield should be enough'
"Shield of Yuna." casted Aden
Multiple shields, glowing radiant gold and silver appeared protecting the companions.
"Thanks, Aden!" smiled Hero
3...
2...
1...
As they got close to the spikes that numbered millions, large as mountains, and deadly as the Óroboros, Hero doubted Aden's shield which...
*CRASH*
It was foolish of him to doubt a supreme mage's power.
"Well, well... Now where's your soulkeeper, hm?"
The Ogre took out what looked like a world will
"Oh shit.." Said Hero
"STOP HIM!"
"NONONO!"
"SHIT, WHY CAN'T WE MOVE AT ALL?!"
'The world will restricted us, interesting..'
"Ö World Will, I may offer you fragment of a losing world to change the day into eternal darkness for a hundred years."
-Ö Lowly Ogre, your wish is fulfilled-
"The fragment is gone, the day will turn dark, the humans will die one by one."
Slowly. the blue sky turned crimson, which slowly fading into pitch black.
"The plan has begun."
Laughed the Ogre
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