《I Am the "God of Death", Whatever That Means. (Original)》We will meet again. Chapter 28
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With one hand, Vert grabs Myria by the head and pulls her face towards his. Horrified and unable to move, Myria is forced to look Vert in the eyes as his pupils begin to tear and distort the world around them. His pupils expand as they form into what seems to be a black hole that begins to suck the power out of Myria. She tries to move but the skull crushing grip Vert has on her head is causing her to not move from the sheer amount of pain she is feeling. She doesn't want to lose her current progress as a God Candidate so she begins to search her mind for a way out of this. Still sucking the soul out of Myria's body, Vert's body continues to morph into a new form. The process for becoming God Form 2 is supposed to be a long one as you take a journey to find out your real name but for reasons unknown to Vert, Liafa had known his true name already and released his next Form. His legs begin to sprout out farther and his chest starts to expand and soon he his as big as Myria. Not letting go and continuing to use his newfound power, "Eyes of the Reaper", Vert drains Myria's powers to accelerate his process of going into his new form.
Myria finally realizes what is going on and feels a fire burn in her heart as her vengeance and rage has turned into pure bloodlust for the God of Death's blood. She knows she can't lose this battle and all the fear Vert had once seeped into her is now fading away and being replaced by hatred once more. Myria's eyes glow brighter than before but Vert's Eyes of the Reaper just suck up all of the light the eyes are producing. Myria continues to release her power in the purest form through her eyes and Vert has to focus most of his newest power into countering this. He can feel his own amount of power begin to raise at an extreme rate and he can't understand why Myria is doing this, she is just feeding him at this point. Soon he is having to focus all of his power into taking Myria's extreme flow of power coming from her eyes which seem to be a fatal mistake.
With having no power being taken from her wings, Myria can use them once more. She flaps her wings knowing that it would be her saving grace and sends Vert flying into the dark abyss at Mach Speed. Thinking that she has a little time to breath and recuperate now, Myria takes a deep breath and starts to restore her power. A magnificent voice echoes throughout the nothingness as Myria begins to sing. Any type of singing that Myria deems beautiful restores her power, making her an almost endless supply of it. As she continues to sing she is also searching for Vert's presence so she can be prepared for his next attack but what she doesn't know is that she is in a place that Vert controls. This is Vert's space, his Underworld, and he has complete control of it. His conscience has control of this place and he can manipulate anything in an instant with his mind. The only reason she feels safe right now is that he is watching her from afar to confirm what he assumed was true.
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Earlier in the fight, Vert noticed when she sang, the amount of power she exerted increased and the same is for him in a similar way. When there is more death around Vert, he becomes stronger but more bloodthirsty. Seeing that the aura that he had once ripped out of her is rapidly coming back, Vert decides now is the time to execute his plan and end this battle once and for all.
Myria continues to sing until her power is back to her and she is at max capacity. Knowing that she will probably have to defeat Vert to escape this dark abyss, Myria lets out a sonic wave to find him where ever he went. As the sonic wave bounces off of Vert's current position and makes its way back to Myria, chains appear out of the darkness and wrap themselves around Myria. Myria lets out a painful scream as the chains threaten to rip her body to shreds at any second. Not being able to move once again, Myria becomes increasingly worried as she can sense Vert coming very close to her very fast. After about 10 seconds of Myria straining to break her chains that bind her, Vert finally appears before her, emerging from the dark nothingness. Myria takes in a deep breath to do an offensive attack with her voice but Vert snaps his fingers and the air from her lungs is taken away. Not being able to breathe at all, Myria begins to panic and flexes her wings as hard as possible. The chains begin to crack as they are almost broken, but Vert disappears and reappears behind Myria.
"Time to get rid of these annoying fuckers."
Myria tries to desperately escape as she can feel Vert's cold gauntlets grab her wings by the base, but with a quick pull and a sickening snap, Myria's wings are ripped right off her back. She goes to let out a horrified scream but no sound comes out. She begins to lose consciousness as the pain of the wings being ripped from her back is too extreme for her to handle, and on top of that, her lungs feel like they are getting ready to collapse. Seeing that he has put Myria in a tight spot and she will most likely die from suffocation soon, Vert returns air back into Myria's lungs. Being able to breathe again, Myria barely manages to choke out a sentence through her tears of pain.
"Just *cough* kill me already! Please!"
Vert does a small chuckle that gives Myria cold chills. He seems to be enjoying her pain.
"For me to keep this Underworld of mine running, I essentially need a power core. Seeing that you can recover power just from singing, I am planning on using you for the constant supply of power I need."
"Underworld, what?! And what do you mean by using me for a constant supply of power, like I'd ever help you!"
Myria is trying to act tough in the situation but the tears on her face and the horrified look she has says that she is truly terrified of what is going to happen to her. As long as she doesn't sing though, then this place he calls his "Underworld" will collapse right? While having just gotten his powers, Vert definitely knows how to use them as he can use the chains that bind Myria to suck out her power, but how is he going to make her sing is a good question.
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"Who did I kill that made you so angry exactly?"
"My brother! Sekreath! You killed him in cold blood and I came here for revenge, *sobs* but it seems I have failed."
When Vert hears Sekreath come out of her mouth, he begins laughing maniacally. He hadn't realized that she had killed the reincarnation of the person she loved so much. It was truly hysterical, but he didn't want to tell her that. Maybe he could deceive her into singing by using her brother as leverage.
"What if I told you, he is not dead? That he is in this Underworld too?"
Myria looks into Vert's eyes with a slight glint of hope which is quickly diminished into despair as she can assume he is lying to get her to be the core of his 'Underworld'. Not responding to Vert, he decides to create a scene before Myria. The darkness begins to shift and form into a large field. The field is full of flowers and the chains that bind Myria are no more but something is different. She is no longer in God Form and she is wearing a thin white dress. Wondering where she is and what happened, she begins to run through the field. She can't comprehend what is happening but she sees something in the distance. She runs closer to the object and notices that it is a man, laying in the field. His flowing red hair is not something Myria can forget as she immediately sees her brother.
"Bro!"
She runs as fast as possible through the field and jumps into the chest of Sekreath. Scared by being awoken so suddenly, Sekreath lets out a surprised yell. When he looks down to see his sister, he begins to cry. He hugs her tightly and strokes her head.
'What happened, where am I? Where is master exactly? I have so many questions.'
"I see you two have found each other, good."
Vert stands above the two with a slight smile. Myria doesn't even look up at Vert as she was too invested in her brother's return to care. Sekreath sees his master and goes to say his name, but a magical force prevents him from doing so. Vert had made this vision of a field to see if he can trick Myria. Sekreath is actually here as Vert had used his necromancy powers to recapture his soul and bring him back but Vert changed his shape to further push the trick. Seeing that Myria has a massive amount of affection for her brother, Vert would use Sekreath as a bargaining chip to have Myria continue to sing so he could use her power.
"Now that you have your brother back Myria, I would like to make a compromise to you. Sekreath cannot leave this world as it is restricted by my current abilities but if you hear me out we both can save him."
Myria began to listen to Vert once again after he said 'brother' and now she is picking apart his choice of words, making sure that there is no hint of him lying anywhere. Unfortunately for Myria, she does not know the extent of Vert's power and foolishly takes his word for it.
"So what's the compromise?"
"I harvest your power to run my Underworld and you must continue singing or you are to perish a horrible death, in return as long as this place exists, you can have your brother with you at all times. I could even go out and find more people to make you happy if you wish."
Feeling that she is in a position of power, Myria begins to smile confidently. She thinks she now has leverage over the God of Death since this place seems important to him. Knowing that she wants to stay with her brother, Myria starts to think over the pros and cons of being here. Thinking that the pros outweigh the cons and if she ever wanted to escape she could just kill herself and be brought back, Myria comes to a quick decision.
"Deal."
"Good, now sing and be with your brother to your heart's content, for I must leave now."
Before anyone could say anything, Vert vanishes and Myria is left alone with Sekreath. Not knowing what is going on but enjoying the fact he can see Myria again, Sekreath lets out a small smile and begins hug Myria once more.
Outside of the imaginary world, Vert floats in the abyss as he looks at the now smiling Myria. She is still in God Form 2 but she is not moving due to her chains and her eyes reflect what she is seeing in the imaginary world. Knowing that he now has a source of power for his newest ability, Vert lets out a breath of relief. He had defeated and captured another God but at the cost of the 2 people closest to him. Vert glances out into the abyss of his Underworld as Liafa comes across his mind.
"We will meet again Liafa, I swear. And when we do, I'll protect you this time."
As for Emeralda, he still doesn't understand what is going on with her.
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