《Harmony: An Assassins Tale》Chapter 20: A Friend's Vow
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The battle against LesLout was intense. At first, I could tell he was holding back. He wasn't really trying to kill me, and he didn't want to hurt me. It seemed like he thought I could still be swayed, but no, I couldn't, I am now in a state were I can't turn back, else the consequences would be to great. "LesLout! This is boring! I'm bored! Fight me with your full strength, I thought you were stronger than this." I said, continuously swinging my scythe at him, yet he continued to dodge it. I could tell he already activated Kazju, as he was getting stronger. "I will make you come back to our side, Diablo! This farce has gone on far enough. You were most loyal to Master, and now, look at you! You are trying to kill him, along with his disciples, your friends!" he said, and I told him to shut up. "Just shut up, you got that? You don't understand a thing, LesLout. You have always been like 'Peace this' and 'Peace that' , well just shut the hell up , would you!" and I came at him, full force, slashing at him, destroying everything. "Hey, dragons, if you want to continue being alive, I suggest you go to the void, like right now, and take the boy with you. Don't worry, hes The Hybrid." and they went away. With Michael gone, I felt like the restriction I was having was gone, I felt free, but I still didn't need to activate my Soul Emifer, yet, that is. "By now LesLout would have his power quadruple, after the base increase of 100. Soon his power would be more than mine, but his stamina is also draining." I thought to myself, slashing my scythe.
I knew that as this would continue, he would push me back with his fists, so I had to do something about it. I then jumped up the tree, and did a simple luring manoeuvre. I made him have to jump, and knowing his insane jumping ability, he would have to hold back, and so he did. With that, I was able to then jump over him, and got a clean strike at his back, creating a gaping wound from his shoulderblade till his torso, on his back. "Damnit, I fell for such a petty trick, well then, time to use this I suppose," and he grabbed a flask, and I knew what was going to happen. It was one of his special concotions, and with him being in the Dragon Dimension, the powerful berries here would be a wonderful asset to him. Knowing him, he probably didn't finish it, so I knew that my next target wasn't him but his flask was. My familiar could be of an asset to taking it, so I called her out. "Ooh, Vaku, come heed my call, I have a task for you." I said, and Vaku came. Vaku was a small hybrid of Flugre's , a child Flugre, you may say, but in all actuality, she was around 432, and was turning 433 next week. Vaku asked me what I needed , and I told her to simply take the flask from LesLout's pocket, and make sure it was a good one, not a bad one, while I distract him.
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"My, my, LesLout, it has been a while, dear friend." she said, hovering over his head. He instantly let his guard down, and that was a good chance for me, to get in another strike. "Damn, that wound is already healing, well, Let me make another one for you!" I said, pouncing at him. He didn't react quick enough, but he was barely able to deflect it with is hands. "Damn, Without Kazju, I would have been long since dead yet," and then he started using tricks against me, knowing that when it comes to physical strength, he can not beat me. Although it seemed like he is better, I'm actually stronger than him, but when it comes to ME, i can't hold a candle to him, which made it necessary for me to have someone like Trinity, who specializes in ME, but still, this would be tougher if he actually used ME. I simply tryed thinking rationally here, whether to charge in like a bull, or wait for the right time, like a fox. I decided the second route, as it is much more safer, than simply charging headfirst at him.
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My bluff worked, actually. Although my potion I made did help me with increasing my strength and stamina tremondously, it didn't actually help my mental exhaustion, just my physical, which made it almost impossible to use my Mind Emifer, which made it much more easy for Diablo to beat me, but he is still in my bluff, which is great. I knew I wasn't strong enough to beat him, but I made the mistake of thinking I could beat him, which was my fault, and now, Im pretty certain I'm going to die here, and I can see the drastic things that will happen in the near future. I can tell, however, that Johnny was about to evolve into the person I wanted him to evolve into, a man with true strength. He already grasped the knowledge of using Yagrik, but he is still only using its potential to about, 10%, and its size can increase thousands of times more than it is now.
After keeping the bluff for a while, Diablo said, "Oh, hey LesLout! When you going to come at me with your magic? Oh... wait... I just realized... you don't have any!" and then he charged at me, making another bluff, and I took his. He still thought I could use my ME, so he was a bit reluctant when it came to attacking me, yet I deflected it, and that assured him I was bluffing, and he seemed pissed at me.
He then came, charging at me, faster than before, much, much faster. I couldn't dodge all of it, even with the power boost, and with the increase in strength, and the annoying thing is that he hadn't even activated his Soul Emifer, which made me wonder how big of a strength gap we had. No matter, I continued trying to fight him off, and I managed to get a good, solid punch at his stomach, and he got pushed to the tree, and coughed some blood. "Da..damn, that was a good one," he said, coughing out some more blood. "Well, I knew you were going to hit me some time soon, better just get ready for some more hits, so, LesLout, now, COME AT ME!" he said, standing still, provoking me to hit him. I took this taunt, and punched him in his gut, and he seemed to regret it, as he had a big bruise on his chest, and coughed out a bunch more blood. "Yes... yes thats good! Now, IT'S MY TURN!" he said, and he came at me, twice as fast. I tried to dodge as many hits I could, but to no avail, as he hit me 2 or 3 times. "My, my! You are still holding back LesLout! If you don't go full force, you may die, being useless, not helping anyone." and he continued to slash at me, making deeper and deeper wounds, until it hit me. "I'm going to die." I thought, and right I was, He then slashed me with a final shot, and I had my heart pierced, and it was only matters before I died.
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I then went into my pocket, ever so slowly, to take out my potion, but Vaku managed to take it before I was able to get my hands on it, and then Diablo looked at me, laughed, and drank it all. "ahh, that tastes great! I could feel the power welling inside of me, you truly are a great brewer, LesLout, sadly, your life is to come to an end, good......bye." and he left, which was good. He didn't notice that I still had the berries in my other pocket, and I ever so slowly grabbed it, put it into my mouth, and swallowed it. Since it was a more concentrated concoction than the potion I made, my wounds healed much quicker, and my strength returned, and I felt just like I did yesterday, and the best part was, it also negated my physical AND mental exhaustion, making me back at full strength. "Hey Diablo, I think its time for you to regret drinking it all." and I charged at him, continuously punching him, making shockwaves as I punched him. "Ho...w... Co...u...l.....d ..... thi......s be...... happ....ening?" he said, as I punched him continuously as he talked. My anger overwhelmed me, and I couldn't control myself anymore, I could not do anything else, than watch me unconsciously punch him over and over.
Finally, when I was done punching him, he fell, and stayed down. Seemed like he was dead. "Good, oh good! Finally, the Reaper Lord is dead!" and I was going to leave, but then he was already reviving. "Impossible! It takes atleast 2 weeks for a Reaper to revive! What happened?" and he laughed saying, "I'm the Reaper Lord, I can revive instantly twice every day, it's something that made me become Reaper Lord much easier, because I pretty much had 3 lives every day. This was bad, as Kazju was about to wear off, as I could only be able to handle a 1000x increase in strength. He then said one sentence to me, and it was the last one I heard, "You have my respect, LesLout, as a result, I shall show you my Soul Emifer , this is my fourth time using it, so feel respected as well." and he called out his Soul Emifer, and I saw his reaper scythe change, by a massive amount. It changed into a double sided Scythe, kind of like a Pickaxe, but it is as if two pickaxe heads are on a stick, making it a four bladed scythe. It was the legendary scythe that is said that only good could wield, so it made my every idea of the future change.
With simply one slash, I felt as if my body was ripped apart. "Aww, that's all you had? And here I wanted to make you feel much more miserable pain." He said, laughing like a maniac. I saw my life flash before my eyes, my wonderful times with Master, my time teaching Hartzen while he was young, and teaching Johnny , again. Before perishing from this world I looked at Diablo and asked him one thing, " Diablo, although I'm about to die, can you please do something for me, Look after Johnny, and finish Master's dieing wish, please." I said, and he simply said, "I can't promise that." and I died.
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While fighting Trinity, I felt a sudden jump, and I knew what happened, LesLout died. He is dead know, and now Diablo will come for me next. I then called Johnny and created a clone, using all my remaining ME, to keep Trinity busy as I tell Johnny what I must tell him. "Johnny, Listen to me closely. You have photographic memory, and I know that. I know you remembered where my father, Hazen IX , took you. Now listen closely. 'Sensei' or LesLout is dead, as so, he asked me, that when he is to die, to tell you to go back to Hazen IX 's home, aka where he took you before, and from there, There was a Warehouse. Go in there, and do the same thing you did before, but, when the Hell Version Manlops asks you why you came, tell him that Hazen X said , '2231' , thats all you need to do. It will take you to an alternate dimension, a dimension I made with LesLout seperately, which acts the exact oposite of that mansion, 1 year in there is an hour in real world time. There, train for 20 years, and you won't age, so don't worry. Now I have to go back to fighting Trinity. After training, if I'm still alive, come back to this apartment, I would still be here if I'm alive, so please, take care of yourself, and goodbye." and he sent me to the mansion, because it would have taken to much time for me to walk, and I didn't get time to say goodbye as well. "My friend asks me to train, and I vow that I will become much stronger." I said, as I left. Now I just prayed that he would stay alive long enough for me to come back.
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