Sorry for the delay, Aisha gave me a hard time. On the other hand, the writer's block forced me to revise some parts of the ending (the absolute ending of this entire story) as they were too... mindf*cking. It also had me think of the next story that I will probably be submitting here.

Anywho, have a chapter.

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"Who do you want me to kill?"

A young man stepped through the bloody gate. He had white hair and red eyes that shined like rubies. His body was lean and athletic, and appeared to focus on dexterity and agility rather than strength. He wore a black vest with multiple leather straps wrapped around it, and a pair of leather pants that had a layer of steel scales over the thighs and shins. It didn't appear that he had a weapon with him or that he didn't use weapons. However, one thing is for sure, this young man had an incredible amount of bloodlust leak out of his body.

Aldric was taken aback from the young man's aura, was unsure whether this person they summoned had the qualities of being a hero, and began to doubt the additions they put together for the ritual. The young man before him just stood there, scanning his surroundings, and eventually locked gazes with him making him flinch. The eyes of the young man was an abyss so deep that Aldric instinctively felt fear.

Suddenly, as though to break the silence, a knight on horseback charged in and got off next to Aldric. "Sire! The demons have summoned a gigantic demon into their side!" the knight reported with bated breath, "The angels have also wiped out the 3rd and 5th Shadow Divisions to prevent a leak from their intentions to take Central Edeortha leaving only the 6th Shadow Division to deliver the report."

Hearing this, the young man revealed a grin, "Demons? Angels? That's new. Are they my enemies?" and approached Aldric. Everybody suddenly felt chills down their spines. Aldric's voice was lost to the air that surrounded them. The young man stopped a meter away from Aldric, even the messenger knight became stiff.

Aldric mustered all of his will to speak, "Y... Yes. This... This world of ours is called Edeortha, and the angels and demons are humanity's enemies." Aldric unconsciously swallowed his saliva after speaking. The young man brought a hand to his chin and stroked it, "Interesting. Tell me more... no... tell me EVERYTHING." Upon the last word, the young man spread his arms wide, the air around his hands began fluctuating, and with a bright flash of black light, a massive scythe appeared.

"You summoned me to kill, and kill I shall. I suppose I should introduce myself." The young man laughed with absolute insanity, "My namesake is that of the angel of death, Azrael."

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The dark spire upon a dormant volcano.

Demons of many kinds gathered at the base of the volcano's shaft. Within the shaft was a wide area where they stood. Right in the middle of the demons was the pool of bubbling magma that had a radius of 30 meters. High above this gathering was a balcony where a four-armed behemoth stood looking down all of them.

"Brothers and sisters of the Earth! The time for the coming of our Father has come!" The behemoth bellowed, "The time when the Earth rules Edeortha supreme is nigh!" With its speech, all of the demons below him cheered and applauded. After that all of the demons faced a cave that opened below the balcony. Soon, lines of humans and angels bound in chains were brought out. Men, women, children, and the elderly, all were bound in chains. Around 42 prisoners were brought out, and placed around the magma pool. The heat of the magma made many of the children and elderly cry in pain, and were silenced with a kick to the head. There were those who tried to fight back but had their limbs broken in the process. Having their limbs broken meant that they were needed alive for whatever reason.

After all of the prisoners have been placed around the magma pool, a group of 13 demonic shamans stepped forward surrounding the prisoners. This group then looked at the behemoth to receive the order. The behemoth above them gave a firm nod, and the shamans began chanting with inaudible whispers as the flames surrounded their bodies. Little by little, their voices became louder and clearer, and soon the flames around them exploded as they engulfed the prisoners as sacrifices. The magma pool, as though it was alive, erupted as well and poured over the 42 sacrifices. The extreme heat caused by the magma was so much that no cries were heard from the angels and humans that were sacrificed. Eventually, the magma receded bringing over the 42 charred bodies into the pool.

The shamans continued their chant as they lost themselves in it. Soon, the earth around them shook powerfully almost making the.balcony above become loose as rocks fell into the magma pool. Finally, with a final cry from the shamans, the magma pool absorbed all of their magic, and a roar was heard and echoed. No later than the last echo disappearing, a fist shot forth from the magma pool. The fist slammed onto the earth, pulling its owner above the magma, and another hand emerged to support the rest of the body. A giant emerged from the magma, towering over 40 meters and had a pitch black obsidian body.

The giant had four horns that grew out of the sides of its head, with two curving to the back, and the other two going around like a crown. Whenever it opened its mouth, smoke came out perpetually. The behemoth on the balcony stood face to face with the giant, "Hahahaha! Father has risen!" and shouted with all four arms held high. The giant looked upon the behemoth and spoke, "I, your father, Pyo'ah, answers the call of his children. Speak, my child. Tell this father of yours your wish." the voice was loud and deep.

The behemoth then knelt before Pyo'ah, "Your humble child, Larkus Frezon, seeks thy help in eradicating our enemies once and for all." and announced his wish, "For a thousand years, thou hast slept, regaining thy power. In accordance with the promise a millennium ago, we have awakened thee."

Pyo'ah raised a hand, grabbed the behemoth, "And in accordance with the promise, your sacrifice shall seal it." and ate it. The behemoth did nothing nor resist as it freely offered itself to be consumed by their father. Without even chewing the behemoth, Pyo'ah swallowed the behemoth. Raising his head to roar, he spotted something looking down from the rim of the volcano's crater. Pyo'ah then shouted, "Human spies! Kill them!!!" The humans upon the rim panicked and scrambled to avoid the demonic hunters.

"Report this to his Imperial Majesty! We will try to hold them back! Go!!" A human spy shouted to another spy.

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After lunch, I went outside again with my short swords. I had to practice again after getting back my stamina after being incapacitated for so long. More than a month of being bedridden took a toll on my performance. Even though my life with Aisha has been peaceful, I was suddenly reminded by the words of my mentor, "The time when you feel the safest is the most dangerous time. Never drop your guard." Aisha even came to watch me practice as she sat on a rock nearby. "You just took a bath, now you want to sweat some more?" She asked me. Twirling my swords as I faced her, "It's so I have a reason to bathe with you later." and replied with a laugh.

Aisha just smiled at my response, and watched me practice my forms. Well, to be honest, I was imagining an enemy before me. I would rather summon one of my spirit contracts to cast an illusion on me instead, but for some goddamn reason, I can't use any fucking mana! Okay, got a little too heated there. It sucks being dependent on mana especially if it was the reason I lived for so long. Anyway, I'm imagining myself against my mentor as he was the only person I haven't defeated before he left this world. Ah, right. My mentor wasn't part of this business. He was an ordinary magic warrior that introduced me to martial magic and blade dancing.

I imagined my mentor a few meters away from me holding the same equipment as I have on me. Without any wasted seconds, I dashed forward planning to clash head on. The image in my mind dashed forward as well to meet me except one of his blades was in a reverse grip. This image says that he plans to spin as soon as we collide. Then again, since I'm just using my imagination, the effects aren't that good. At least, I still very well remember his battle prowess and abilities. Upon clashing, my image of him swung a sword down as he began to spin like a meat grinder. I parried his first sword while delivering a shoulder charge to cancel his spin, but I was an idiot. I lost my balance and fell forward.

Aisha stood from the rock she was sitting on and ran to my side, "Are you alright!?" Sitting upright, I laughed at my blunder as I replied to her, "Sorry, forgot that I was just using my imagination." She looked worriedly at me, "Who did you imagine fighting?" I looked up to the sky before replying, "My mentor, and my second father."

Aisha stood up and raised her hands. Wondering what she was about to do, I just sat there and watched her. I felt some mana fluctuate around her, and the earth in front of her rose and became humanoid. With a flick of her wrist, the humanoid earth began to move. It was a golem! She looked at me after creating the golem, "Maybe you should practice with this, at least it will be more effective." The golem before her turned to me and suddenly bowed. Then, it retreated a few steps back, and took a fist fighting stance. I stared dumbfoundedly at Aisha for a while, and she just smiled back, before I stood up, dusted myself, and reoriented myself for a mock battle. Now, since this will be the first time I'm fighting against Aisha's golem, I need to be wary for any surprises. Just as I was thinking so, the olem threw a rock at me, it threw a rock! What am I? Some sort of monster in a safari!? I evaded then glared at Aisha. Smilingly, she replied to my glare, "The golems we create have some semblance of intelligence." By "we", I'm guessing her and her mother.

I looked at the golem again and I see fist sized rocks revolving around its body. What the hell!? I stared at Aisha alarmingly and she just smiled at me! What did I do!? Crap! The golem launched four rocks at me simultaneously. No, not " throw", but they were rock bullets! The speed exceeded that of an ordinary throw. It took my all to dodge four shots. The golem then charged at me with speeds that defy the material it was made from. Suddenly, an earthen spear formed in its hand while having its other hand continuously shoot rock bullets at me. I managed to deflect and reflect some of the.rock bullets back to it, and every time I did, my hands became numb from the power. I feel like deflecting those Terran .50 caliber bullets with my swords. If not for the special materials and techniques used to create this pair, a few shots could shatter my swords.

Having no access to mana to supplement my performance, I gritted my teeth and charged in. The golem met my attack head on and even deflected my attacks with inhuman precision. Using the momentum from being deflected, I spun around once an delivered a roundhouse kick to its head. I was able to knock it away by a few feet because of my current strength. Glancing sideways, I noticed that Aisha seemed to be enjoying what she's seeing before her. Is it the suspense? Or is it the fact that I'm having a hard time? This is revelation for me.

The golem stood up once more, dispersed the revolving rock bullets, shortened the spear to the length of a short sword, and created a hammer with its other hand. Now it's dual-wielding a short sword and a hammer. I don't mind the sword, but that hammer will hurt. It charged again towards me, and I planned on evading its attack. However, right before it reached me, the golem crumbled to dust. Looking at it like an idiot, I turned to face Aisha as she began walking to me. "It's gotten dark." She said to me as she looked at the sky. I also turned my head up to see the moon. Was I fighting that long? I hadn't noticed. I was sure it only felt like a few hours at most.

Aisha grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the house, then led me to the bath. Oh, well, okay then. Looks like she looked forward to bathing with me so we proceeded to undress and enter the tub. I will omit the rest and leave it to your imagination.

After bathing, we proceeded to have dinner, and after dinner, we went to bed. These nights will most likely repeat for a while longer. Well then, time for me to turn in for the night.

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As Cavaron slept, the night flew by peacefully. However, there was someone at the door to his room. This person approached the sleeping Cavaron as though one was floating in the air. It was Aisha.

"It would appear that the time has come." Aisha whispered without waking Cavaron up, "As a child of fate, forgive us for the pain you will endure." Aisha bent down and brought her face to Cavaron's. Her hands gently caressed his cheeks as she went forward to give him a kiss. Cavaron stirred for a while, but went back to sleep after muttering a name, "Aisha..."

Aisha heard him call her, yet tears fell down her cheeks. "I'm sorry. I have a part to play, and I hope that you forgive us." Aisha floated back out of his room and quietly closed the door.