Crosspace Story (Crosspace)

Crosspace
Crosspace also known as Reality 1 is the original Reality. This is the story.

At the beginning of creation, there were beings known as creators; they knew of peace, love, prosperity, hope, and happiness. They created dimensions, solar systems, life, and so on; as time went on, a division happened, and this division in the creators made the destroyers. Beings that wanted to use their power for destruction and carnage pushed the creators to the brink because they knew nothing of war. They made creatures to fight for them.

These beings were the primordials. The first and most powerful of the primordials was Airizone. During his creation, a group of destroyers tried to eliminate him, but the plan backfired in the worst possible way. Airizone ended up absorbing not only one of the destroyers, but he also absorbed a creator, making him a true living incarnation of war itself. Airizone's twin brother, Mirizone, came after him, but he was nothing like Airizone; Mirizone was highly arrogant, so he preferred to distance himself from Airizone, to demonstrate that he was better and more effective in the war.Then came Mercy and Grace, the twin dragons of peace. While Mercy doesn't mind bloodshed, as she herself is the founder of the Valkyries, she does agree that sometimes the diplomatic approach is the best. Grace never involves herself in fighting, because she doesn't believe in fighting but knows sometimes it is unavoidable, and if she is in trouble and diplomacy is failing, she will ask Airizone to step in and wage war. She also knows her sister's not-so-well-kept secret of being in love with Airizone. While Mercy loves Airizone, the problem is the fact that she doesn't know how to explain to him that he is not just the monster of war that almost everyone fears and is deathly afraid of. The last of the dragons is Reaper and Morrigan Reaper, the founders of the death walkers, those that take souls to the other side, whether that be the underworld, or one of the many "heavens".

Reaper during the war was on the frontlines with Airizone, fighting the destroyers, not backing down from any challenge or opponent that they encountered. Morrigan is very similar to her brother, as she herself is a reaper, but prefers to not terrify those she brings to the other side, wherever it may be. There were other beings also created at this time, not only by the creators, but by the destroyers as a means to combat the dragons. None were able to destroy them, but a few were able to injure the dragons but not Airizone.He proved to be far too difficult to manage.In one-on-one fights, even in those that had multiple destroyers fighting him, they just couldn't stop him, or even slow him down, as his power was just too much to handle.

As the dragons continued to wage a never-ending war that the destroyers were on the losing side of, a group of destroyers did the impossible. After thousands of destroyers threw themselves at Airizone, an opportunity arrived; a powerful destroyer did what no one had been able to do; he hit Airizone with an attack that fractured his very soul into two separate parts. For a time after this attack, Airizone was put in a state of recovery as he couldn't fight at his full power. Also, at this time, multiple creations of the destroyers were coming to completion. Many of these new beings, while not at the power level of Airizone, had enough power to put up a fight against the other dragons. Thus began the back-and-forth time period of the war. where nothing was a clear-cut battle. The fractured part of Airizone's soul was picked up by the strongest of the destroyers, as he came up with a plan to combat the strongest of the dragons.

At this time, the neutral beings were getting sick of the war itself, because they realized what was going to happen, so they began working on their own project to end the war itself. As the destroyer finally finished the masterpiece of Antizone, the fractured part of Airizone, the destroyer gave him his first mission, alongside a few other beings that the destroyers had made to push back the dragons. Antizone's first fight was against Mirizone, and the fight was a one-sided beatdown that ended with Mirizone barely surviving, due to interference from Reaper.

The dragons that encountered Antizone couldn't believe that there was another Airizone, but on the enemy's side, they had no counter for him, as he fought with the same tenacity that Airizone himself fought with. The war was being fought on two fronts: one in which Airizone was fighting back against the destroyers; one in which the dragons were fighting Antizone; and one that the destroyers had created; but it seemed inevitable that both Airizone and Antizone would meet in open combat.

This continued for so many years that time seemed to no longer matter to either side. Then one day, a fateful encounter happened. Airizone was fighting the same destroyer that made Antizone. Just as he finished him, the inevitable happened. The meeting between Airizone and Antizone happened. They had their first fight. Their fight was heard through every dimensional plain of existence. No one knew what was going to happen. These two fought with everything they had, leaving nothing in reserve. They fought till their bodies gave out. To the horror of everyone, neither one died.

Their first fight left countless dimensions destroyed and in ruins.

Everyone dreaded the idea of these two fighting a second time, but everyone knew it was inevitable because they were in a league of their own.

After countless battles, fights, and destruction from their fights, the neutral beings were close to finishing their project, but they knew the end was near as they felt the power radiating from the two combatants. Everyone, the dragons, the destroyers, the creators, had no idea what was about to happen with this next fight. The power was felt as they met up for the second round. Absolutely no one could stop them. No one wanted to, no one dared to, no one could even begin to understand the fear of these two. They had a subconscious fear of death, carnage, and destruction. These two carried them with them as they began to fight. Everyone watched in horror as they didn't know what the outcome would be.

The fight between the two dragons of war began again. Each fight was worse than the last; every punch, hit, attack, and block could be felt across the dimensional plains.Every ability that these two threw at each other destroyed dimensions. The fight went on, with each one refusing to back down, refusing to accept defeat. Neither one of the combatants faltered, and they refused to pass out until a winner was decided between them. The war itself lost meaning to them; it was the warriors' pride; they needed to know who was better, and they would not stop till it was determined who was the best. As they fought, nothing stopped them as they destroyed everything around them. All sides realized that they were witnesses to the end of everything. It was a fight between the dragons of war, the destroyer creator hybrid fighting a mirror image of himself. The neutral beings were saddened by the fact that they could not have stopped this from happening, as they did everything they could to save their creation. As the fight continued to escalate, somehow the dragons of war continued to gain in power as they fought.

Every attack seemed to gain power; every hit echoed louder as they continued to fight; nothing stopped them, and it seemed like an eternity. Nothing stopped them, not the destruction of both sides of the war, not the destruction of the neutral beings, nothing. They simply would not stop. They fought even though they had nothing; they would not be denied their victory. They surpassed their own limits to continue this fight to determine who was better.

Finally, it came down to one attack. Both, with nothing left, attacked with what they had left. Airizone attacked with his most powerful ability in his arsenal that he had, the lightning sonic obliteration, and Antizone attacked with the antimatter version of the same attack. This destroyed what was left around them, as they still refused to back down. They were both barely standing; both were on the verge of collapse, but they both refused to.

They would not fall.

They refused to fail.

They refused to give up.

They refused to give up.

They slowly approached each other and began fighting again, each punch slower and slower than the one before, each hit losing power as they had reached their limits and could no longer fight. They could barely stand, but the thing driving both of them was the single thought, "I will not be defeated, I will not fall today." As each hit seemed to move at a snail's pace, they simply would not fall.

Finally, the unthinkable happened. As they hit each other, they once again knocked each other out, and they left everything else in ruins.

The only survivors were a handful of creators, a few destroyers, and two of the neutral beings; with their creation, but it was completely ruined; and lastly, the dragons themselves.

The beings that were still alive agreed that there was no longer a point to fighting one another, considering the reasons for the war were lost, and they had no idea why they were fighting in the first place. It was around this time that the Reaper created the Grim Reapers, beings capable of collecting the dead and transporting them to their final resting place, whether it be the underworld or the heavens. Mercy and Grace hit upon an idea to also create beings as well. The beings they created were the valkyries; some were more drawn to war, while others were more drawn towards peace and ending conflicts peacefully. It was at this time that gods, demons, devils, and other races began to come into existence. At first, it was peaceful, and no one waged war; just small skirmishes and fights, nothing like the previous large-scale war. When Mirizone began to fall into complacency as the "order" of the dimensions, he decided to become the "law". Reaper grew lazy as he had no real reason to fight like in the days of old, when he was on the frontlines with Airizone. Fortunately, all races paid attention to them. Morrigan began making demons of desire and compassion. As for Antizone, he made his way to the outskirts of the known dimensions because he wanted to be left alone, and because he didn't want to be just a tool of destruction.

Airizone fought on whatever side of the battle he wanted. He never put too much thought into it. He loved the fights. He fought on the side of the demons, the gods, and sometimes his own, as he wouldn't permadeath anyone, but severely injure them. He found it a good way to keep training without much thought.

He eventually grew bored by the small-scale fighting as he missed the feeling of war he was accustomed to; he missed the fighting that was so chaotic that it was fun.

He never pushed it to the point where full scale war happened; he just went through the motions because he wanted to be something. A new race of beings arose, entities that required protection from small battles in order to survive and thrive; they were the dragons. Mythical dragons of fire, wind, earth, water, ice, lightning, darkness, light, and mixtures of these elements. For a time, he was elected to be the king of the dragons. For a time, he was happy to protect his race, as he embraced the role of dragon king.

From time to time, he fought on the frontlines of battle. He was known to be a little over-protective of the dragons.

As other races started populating the different dimensions and universes, dimensional plain 001 was different. It was not known to anyone at the time, but it was absorbing all the powers from other dimensions, not in noticeable amounts, but enough that all the different types of magic and powers bled into it.

It was at this time that the primordials found those they would soul-link with. Most chose human-ish races to be able to go into places without suspicion. The Reaper did it because he felt like it. Mirizone simply desired to be just, and in order to do so, he required a form that would follow his pride and to be able to go into places without suspicion. The Reaper did it because he felt like it. Mirizone simply desired to be just, and in order to do so, he required a form that could see eye to eye with other races.Mercy and Grace just wanted to be helpful to everyone. And Airizone didn't choose anyone. He thought no one could possibly be a match for him.

The large-scale peace lasted for eons, then humans began to fight each other. Airizone rarely paid attention to human fighting. It was also at this time that the project of neutral beings was finally finished. The title of the project was: Shadow Hunter Annihilation Destructionary End, or SHADE for short.

Morrigan went to earth on a routine basis to find people that intrigued her, as she needed more information to complete her own project.

In the mythical age, where gods went to humans to give advice, help, and so much more, on the outskirts of Spartan controlled territory was a small village, where a young boy lived. His name was Diocles. He lived like everyone else in his village, until the day it was raided by Vikings. They had gotten there due to poor weather. Sadly, they were able to destroy almost all the village, but towards the end of the raid, three Vikings were killed by a child. A kid who had such a rage and wrath that even the Vikings who saw him believed he was a monster and not a child.

Though the Vikings did attempt to kill the child, as they went to the army, people around the world feared a small contingent of the Spartans. They arrived and slaughtered the Vikings with almost no effort.

As the Spartan soldiers took the remaining survivors to the main city, even the battle-hardened warriors of Sparta were uneasy around Diocles. There was something off about this 6-year-old kid, but not even Ares himself knew what it was; he was content with watching just what this child of Sparta could do and become.

One day, several years later, as Diocles and his childhood friend were walking, they had an encounter... of sorts. They met the king of Sparta and his top lieutenant; the lieutenant walked into Diocles' friend and knocked him over.

The Spartan lieutenant then grabbed the leg of the child and said to him, "Apologize now, or I'll break your leg in half." The Spartan Lieutenant couldn't believe the audacity of this child. No one dared disrespect any Spartan soldier, but this child demanded that he apologize to his friend with no fear in his eyes.

The king looked at this child with curiosity, as the child had no fear of the Spartan. The Lieutenant tossed Diocles aside, and he then drew his sword, as he was going to punish the insolence of this child, but to the astonishment of the king, the child turned the hilt of the sword into the stomach of the Lieutenant before he knew what was happening, and the child knocked the man to the ground and started kicking him; nothing but pure rage was emitted from the child.

The king had an idea. As this child had proved he could topple a Spartan lieutenant like it was nothing, why not put him in the conscription process early, as he had much promise as a warrior?

So his training began, as not only did the God of war, Ares, want him, but so did the goddess of war and strategy, Athena. Diocles even managed to get the attention of the dragon of war himself. Airizone took a sudden interest in this child, as he demonstrated fighting tenacity and rage that even the dragon was curious about.

As Diocles reached the age of 12, he was sent on his first fight against Athens, as one of the yearly "wars" the nations had. As the monthly battle came to an end, Diocles, to the surprise of his commander, killed six Athenian soldiers in open combat on the first day. At the age of 12, Diocles had an impressive kill count of 57 enemy soldiers. As he grew in age, his kill count continued to rise.

Then the battle that turned Diocles into a legend happened; surrounded on all sides by a force of 400 strong, Diocles did the impossible; at the age of 16, he killed all 400 enemy combatants, and earned himself the title of "Army Killer". When he came back to Sparta, the king noticed his true potential in war, and granted him a green-striped helmet instead of the traditional red-striped helmet that most Spartans had; this was to mark him as the army killer.

As countless battles happened, each one had a similar result; Sparta sent the army killer and his force of 200 Spartans, and whatever fight that they participated in resulted in the enemy's death with not a single loss for the Spartans.

It was at this time that the angel demon war started to kick up.

As the peace that Mercy and Grace tried so hard to keep fell through their grasps,

Shade started out as a solitary fighter as he tried to keep the fighting between the two sides from involving more than just the demons and angels.

Sadly, he got outnumbered, and as he continued to fight against increasingly difficult opponents, a rival took a page out of the ancient book, to divide and conquer; a group of angels came up with a plan that was rather inspired; 20 angels trapped shade in a god's plain of existence, and gave power to Demiurge. The plan worked, but at the cost of the angels and the god that performed the art. But the end result was that one shade was somewhat angelic and the other shade was more demonic in nature, but it was as if the personalities swapped, as the angelic version of shade was combative and destructive, and the demon version of shade was calm and would rather not be involved in direct combat.

As the demon angel war picked up in intensity, Diocles also found himself in a war that seemed like it would just pick up in intensity as well.

This was Diocles's first encounter with the Persians. He fought back an army of 6,000 strong. His troops suffered their first loss of the battle. Around 50-200 enemy combatants survived the encounter.

During this time, Morrigan also finished her project, but unlike the neutral beings, she wanted to ensure her creation had the freedom to be her own. Because of this, her creation, Chaos, evolved into a demonic being of compassion, love, hope, and despair. She became a true demon of chaos. She actually inspired the legend of Pandora's Box as she loved people, but depending on her mood she could kill thousands, or even save millions, but she never did anything to Greece. Not only did Diocles capture Airizone's attention, but he also captured the attention of every single god, including the Greek gods, Egyptian gods, and Nordic gods; hell, even the deities, demons, angels, Mercy, and Grace. He had the attention of everyone, as Diocles was unquestionably unique as there was something different about this human.

Except for the Greek gods, almost every god on Earth wanted him dead.

They sent divine messages to their respective followers to find and eliminate the army killer.

Diocles found himself in battle after battle, war after war, but nothing seemed to stop him. His battle kill total surpassed the thousands.It seemed like he was a god to the common person in comparison.

But no one knew what made him this way. No god could explain why this human was different.

The primordials couldn't understand it, but Diocles only knew he had one task; to be the best Spartan, to be the greatest in war; a soldier with no equal, a warrior that could rival the god of war himself. That was what Diocles wanted; that was his mission.

This continued for quite some time, until an abnormal person was born; someone no one could have known about, or even predicted; not even Airizone himself.


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While in the demon angel war, each battle seemed to escalate with the culmination of shade fighting shade in battle after battle. It is unknown if the devil king had planned this, but he certainly didn't want any shade around him. It also seemed like he wanted Shade dead.

It seemed the more the angel demon war went on, the more it was just a never-ending cycle because the demons would be sent to hell and the angels sent to heaven in this never-ending fight where angels and demons didn't die in the true sense.

Diocles was sent on a mission by the Spartan king himself. It was a solo mission to deal with a small bandit tribe in the islands south of the main land of the Spartan territory.

The mission went about as badly as it could. A natural storm hit as his ship was miles offshore. Every animal seemed to want him dead. A few centaurs, Gordon, and the bandits all tried to kill him on this mission.

He was beaten, battered, and half-dead when fate intervened.A lightning dragon by the name of Zarin would save him.

Zarin was the dragon lord of this region, and he didn't want the same person who had unintentionally saved a baby dragon to die.

As Diocles slipped in and out of consciousness, he could see that a creature that he had never seen before had saved him.

He had no strength left, so he decided to let his body sleep.

As Diocles was being helped by the dragons, war was still in this place. It seemed to be more of a sport than a war.

The demons and angels seemed to no longer care about the war and just wanted to see who could fight to the displeasure of the devil king. He wanted all the angels and gods to bow to him and him alone.

He grew more arrogant and bold as the war continued.

He began to have some of his own people killed for the littlest slight against him.

The five great demon generals came up with a plan to get rid of him in secret.

Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Mammon, and Leviathan, all met in secret to "talk about the war" to avoid suspicion, as they did collectively have the whole army at their discretion, other than Shade, who was under direct orders from the devil king himself.

The devil king decided to do something he had once thought about. If you combined dragons' blood with the blood of a demon, would you get a stronger being or not? So he decided to test this theory.

So he captured an adolescent dragon, one that had barely begun to live his life outside the protection of the sanctuary.

The Devil King killed him and ripped out his heart to give blood to low-ranking demons as a test to see if they gained power. If they did, it would be a good test.

They gained power, but there was one thing the devil king forgot about. If you fuck with the dragons, you best prepare for the wrath of the king.

And Airizone was livid.

He flew straight to hell and premadeathed any demon that got in his way. Thousands fell at his feet as he gave the devil king a warning. If he ever involved dragons in his petty war again, Airizone would not hesitate to destroy all of the underworld to prove a point.

That is to say, don't mess with the dragons.

This was the first time Shade saw the Dragon of War. He couldn't understand why everyone was scared of him. He was just powerful, nothing to be afraid of. He thought

As Diocles was waking up, he saw he was in a cave system that had many flying serpents, as he called them at the time.

He tried to figure out where he was, but a voice said he wasn't fully healed yet and he shouldn't move.

He turned to see a massive "serpent with wings" talking to him as Diocles asked.

"Not to be rude, but how does a serpent get wings?"

The dragon looked at Diocles with a... what did you say look? Not angry, just confused and shocked.

Diocles asked, "Aren't you a flying serpent?"

The dragons around Diocles laughed as they never heard a human talk to them in such a calm manner, but they couldn't believe the first question he asked was how does a serpent get wings? As the dragon explained, they are dragons, not flying serpents.

Diocles was confused, but he accepted that they were not flying serpents but a creature known as dragons. As he stood, he looked the dragon in the eyes and said, "As a warrior, you have my thanks, dragon. If not for you, I would've died upon that island, so you have my word. I will do everything in my power to make sure my people know of you and leave you alone."

As he turned to leave, he noticed he was heavily injured, but he knew he had to go back to Sparta.

In The Final Battle of Diocles, the Army Killer

As Diocles made it back to Sparta,

He told the Spartan king of the flying serpents known as dragons. As he talked, a few Spartan soldiers noted that they had also seen such creatures.

But the Spartan king had informed Diocles that while he would do what he could not to kill or hurt one of these beings out of respect for saving him, he would do what was necessary to protect his people.

But the Persians were back and in force. They sent the bulk of the Persian forces to deal with the disobedience of the Spartans.

As the Spartan king looked to Diocles and asked if he would be willing to defend against the bulk of the army, Diocles was happy to respond with his traditional answer of "I fight for honor, bleed for victory, and will put my life on the line for the glory of Sparta."

The king gave Diocles a force of 3,000 Spartans to fight back the invaders.

As Diocles and his forces fought in six different skirmishes, his men were a little worse for wear as they were exhausted from the journey and fighting but unwilling to show it in front of the legendary soldier himself.

As they walked down a familiar path to Diocles, he stopped and looked at a tree at the fork in the road. He told his men to continue onward and, no matter what, do not leave that village. He got a serious tone as he said, "This will be my grandest battle. Let me handle the enemy force. Let the soldier you follow. Hold the line while you rest up. Let the army killer kill one more army."

He continued his speech and directed his men to the village, where he posted himself on the fork that led to a straight path in front of him, buried his spear, removed his helmet, and waited for the army to arrive.

As his men walked on to the village, they saw what was going to be the last stand of the army killer.

He was a soldier in his own league and this was his home. He wanted to fight here and show just who he was.

And they understood that they would just be in the way.

As a day passed, as Diocles woke in the early morning, he saw that the army had sent for one mission to kill the army killer.

An army 200,000 strong.

The general that led these men was one of the survivors of the army killer. He saw the helmet in his hand, the green striped helmet, as he got a chill down his spine. He, on the other hand, was a monster who saw the army as a challenge to conquer rather than a soldier.

As Diocles said, "If you retreat now, none of you will die, but if you take one more step forward, I will guarantee at least half of you will be sent to meet Hades in person."

The bulk of the army chuckled at the boldness of this one soldier not seeing his helmet at the time.

As the general said, get ready for the toughest fight they will ever have.

He said, "He is no mere human. No mere man can rip people apart. No mere person can kill thousands in a single day. No mere person can slay armies like it was nothing but this monster could."

As the front line of the army finally saw the green striped helmet, they all took a step back as they finally realized that they had found their objective, their mission.

To kill the man that stood on the hill in front of them.

As Diocles put his helmet on,

He said, "Make peace with your gods. I will have made peace with mine by the end. I will take your numbers down by half before I die. I will not die till I achieve a winnable fight for my men."

As he picked up his spear, "This is your last chance to retreat now or die."

As the general gave the order to charge

His spear impaled 2 enemy soldiers as he charged the line of soldiers himself, but it seemed like he was an army himself. His battle cry echoed further than the army running directly in front of him.

He met the soldiers and it wasn't 199,988 on one, it was one killing 199,988. They stood no chance. The front rows were being destroyed. Every block, dozens of soldiers were killed by the slash of his sword.Nothing stopped him. He would not be denied his victory. He would take as much as he could.

As he stood slashed, he used his shield to rip and slash through the bodies of the soldiers that faced him.

Because of his home, village, men, and people, Sparta itself called him and begged him to fight. He would not falter. Not before he killed enough of the enemy to grant an easy victory for his men.

He would fight because he knew that if he didn't succeed in at least bringing down half of this horde of soilers, they could kill so many people. He would not allow it to happen.

So he continued to fight against all odds.

He fought day after day, night after night.

He fought after being hit by arrows.

He fought after being stabbed by daggers.

He fought after being slashed by swords.

He fought after spears were thrown at him. He fought

After 7 days and nights

There was once a 200,000-strong army; now there are only 40,000.Diocles were badly injured. He was missing his right arm. His right eye was damaged from a slash to his face. He had about 30 arrows in him and 4 broken spears. Even in his condition, he still fought.

His sword in his left hand was badly exhausted, still trying to fight the enemy in front of him.

Refusing to simply die

Until the general spoke up and said, "We surrender Spartan," as he saw that this warrior would not stop till he achieved victory. As you can see, you have slaughtered more than half. Certainly, you are satisfied with this outcome.

As Diocles slowly moved, the remnants of the army were scared to even move, as they didn't want this monster to see them as a target. They all shouted, "Yes, we surrender Spartans".

As he slowly moved to his badly destroyed shields, a now broken helmet that still had the green stripes in it but was almost destroyed beyond being a helmet,

He grabbed his sword and slowly moved to the tree as the army had just moved out of his way.

I stood there watching as this monster moved to the tree leaning against it and slowly fell to the ground, the shield on top of his helmet covering his damaged eye.

Sword sheathed

Armor ripped from arrows, spears, and blood slashes. You couldn't tell if the blood was his or that of those he killed.

As he took a few last labored breaths, he finally said that he had accomplished his mission.

and fell into a deep sleep.

As Diocles was on the verge of death, Grim went to collect his soul, but to the surprise of Grim, there was someone else who arrived first. There was someone no one suspected would go to earth. No one would believe that someone would be so interested in one person, no matter how unusual he or she is.That being was the dragon of war himself, Airizone.

Airizone stopped Diocles from dying and put him in the dimensions of dragons, the home of the primordials themselves.

Grace, who was skilled in healing arts, was not present at the time as Diocles was being nursed back to health by Grace, who was skilled in healing arts, because she was dealing with the demon angel war before it got out of hand.

Grace couldn't restore his arm or eye. Rather, she had an idea of why Airizone brought this human here, but she wasn't 100% sure. No one could have suspected that after all this time, Airizone finally chose his soul link partner.

If Airizone wanted to soul link, it would be better not to heal him, as the process would go smoother if the one to heal him fully was the dragon that soul linked with him. All Grace really did was heal the life-threatening wounds such as the damage done by the spears, arrows, swords, and daggers.

As a few weeks passed, Diocles finally regained consciousness.

At this time, both shades met on the battlefield once more, but this time everyone seemed to want to interfere with their fight, so they decided to put a temporary non-aggression pact in place and tag team all the demons and angels in their path, ripping them literally limb from limb, using the arms of one demon to beat the shit out of an angel and vice versa as they fought each other.

As the fight became more brutal, the gods took notice of both shades and became equally terrified and awestruck by their power.

As they continued to fight, there was an onlooker who didn't participate in the fight but rather just watched from a safe distance away, not to be noticed by those on the battlefield.

As Airizone began the process of soul linking, introductions between the primordials and Diocles were made. The surprise of the primordials was that Diocles was a human version of Airizone. No fear, just wanting to do battle. He wasn't tired of it. Rather, he enjoyed the thought of becoming the living incarnation of war itself. He thought it'd be fun.

As Diocles spoke to the Primordials like everyday common people, Airizone thought it was hilarious that even a human disrespected Mirizone. He showed no fear at all as he talked down to a being that, in the eyes of a true warrior, was a coward.

As the soul linking began, the fighting between the shades only got worse as both sides wanted a way to eliminate at least one of them.

But Shade had something else in mind as he grew tired of fighting himself over and over. It was as meaningless as the war they were fighting in.

As the shades fought again on yet another battlefield, this time they fought themselves and interlopers as a challenge to see who could win in an endurance fight with many opponents.

As the shade that was demonic in nature formulated a plan at the start of the fight,

As the fight dragged on, an opportunity presented itself. He, as the demon shade, learned a few tricks as he discovered his demonic nature was that of a rare race of demons known as soul demons. He continued to prolong the fight well within his ability to keep it under control. He focused on maintaining his composure as he needed to maintain a mask of intensity to make it appear he was fighting with all his power to literally fool himself.

And the perfect moment arrived when a demon managed a lucky hit that broke the angelic shades. They guarded him as he killed the demon, but it was too late. The demonic shade's soul attack hit, and before he could counter, the shade began to transform back into one.

SHADES OF DECISION ARRIVE WITH THE DRAGON OF WAR

Diocles was distinct from everyone else on Earth because the dimension itself chose him as its protector after all dimensions had bled into dimensions.001 had chosen a champion, and ironically enough, Airizone happened to choose the same being as the being to soul link with. As they bonded into one whole being, Diocles and Airizone's personalities also meshed together, as they were basically the same as well. His right arm healed. The arm itself was a human-sized dragon arm with blue markings from the shoulder down. The markings ran along the back and sides of the arm. His right eye became green in color and had the appearance of a dragon's eye.

His left eye's iris became black in color.

At the same time, Antizone also changed to resemble Airizone but slightly different as his left arm became somewhat intertwined with his antimatter in a demonic dragon looking like an arm with similar markings on it except the coloration was red where Airizone's was blue.

His left eye became red with the white of the eye turning black due to the antimatter. His right eye mimicked Airizone as the eye stayed normal except the iris was black.

As Airizone started to wake up and get used to his new body, he wanted to test out his power, but there was something missing. As he thought of it, he transformed into his dragon form and ripped his left arm off to forge himself a sword from the strongest material known as primordial armor. Three days later, his arm healed as he continued to forge his sword.

After a week, he was ready; his armor was set, his hit weapon was ready, and Airizone himself was bloodthirsty for war.

Luckily for him, there was a never-ending war at the moment, and neither side was winning or losing. So Airizone went to Mercy to inform her that he was taking over and she could do whatever she wanted, as Airizone simply wanted to see where his abilities were at. He thought it'd be fun to fight both angels and demons. Hell, if the gods wanted, they could fight him too. He just wanted a fight, pure and simple

He arrived at a battlefield that had millions of angels and demons. He drew his sword and declared that he was now a combatant in this war.

As the battle went on, everyone decided it would be a good idea to eliminate the biggest threat on the board, which was Airizone. But eliminating him was impossible for the forces as he fought the angels, the demons, gods, and demon lords with ease. It was no longer a war on this battlefield, it was survival as all forces tried just living through the dragon of war's never ending hunger for battle that was compiled by the Spartans' wrathful nature and blood lust. Airizone felt alive for the first time in eons. He felt like he did during the War of the Creators. He loved every kill. He continued to brutalize the opponents around him as he was waking up from his own soul reforging process.

As the devil king begged him to at least slow down, the dragon of war put a halt to his slaughter as both sides began working with one another to take on the biggest threat because Airizone was killing everyone without discrimination, and as soon as they revived on the battlefield, he sent them back to their respective homes because he was having so much fun killing everyone.

Even when they combined their strength and fought as a team, they were unable to defeat the dragon of war.Ares and Athena decided it was better to stay out of a fight they had no chance of winning.

To no avail, the Dragon of War simply destroyed all opponents who fought him, allowing him to try again as many times as he pleased.

Shade had witnessed what the dragon was capable of as a decision had to be made to continue with this pointless war.

Shade saw that the war itself was pointless. The angels were fighting demons for no reason, and the demons fought because, well, they thought the situation was funny. Angels and demons are basically the same thing, just tied to a different emotion. Angels of hope, demons of despair, or hate. Hell. There were some demons that were tied to the same emotions as the angels, but because the angels seemed to themselves as higher beings, maybe other than just loving war, maybe that was Airizone's point that they had more in common than they thought, and the only way he could get them to see it was to fight on his own side. Though Airizone didn't really care, he did want the pointless war between the demons and angels to stop. Well, after a few thousand more years, they still didn't get the message.

And it wasn't that he got bored of the war; he loved it. He was bored with the fact that the demons and angels just didn't fucking learn that they needed to work together. Only once did a group of angels and demons work together against him. After that, it was always the same shit. A group of demons and angels would find him, and a three-way battle began with Airizone killing everyone on the battlefield.

After some time, Airizone began to detach himself from the war and take care of his people when a deity dragon by the name of Varith got a group of like-minded dragons and they started killing other dragons and even went as far as to challenge the king himself after they destroyed a sanctuary and a large settlement of humans.

The three deity dragons other than Varith are Dorvyr, Talzrintyt, and Aviss, along with about 200 other dragons.

As they continued to kill and destroy other dragons, Airizone arrived and gave them a single warning: stop or be put in a dimensional prison until they learned their lesson.

As Varith actually attacked Airizone, challenging him for his position as king of the dragons,

Airizone was in equal measures disappointed and proud of the dragons for actually challenging him, but he knew he had to be the king and he had to do it in a brutal manner to keep the respect of the dragons. As he let out a single sigh, he activated his ability that granted him victory no matter how many enemies he fought. The single ability that no one could counter, the ability that was feared because once Airizon activated it, everyone on the battlefield knew victory was unachievable. The ability is known as "Dragon's Eye."

He fought every dragon at less than 10% of his full power to demonstrate that no dragon was stronger than he was.After 3 days, the dragons were battered and beaten. They couldn't even stand up. As Varith was pissed that the fake dragon could even beat a true dragon, it was a pathetic joke.

As Airizone walked up to Varith, he said that as the first dragon, it was his duty to protect the dragons. At the very first, no other dragon came before me. It is my duty to lead the dragons not to anemia but to preservation, not to destruction but to prosperity. As he continued his speech, he ended with, "I will not allow anyone to threaten the dragons. I will not allow gods, demons, angles, devils, no one, not even the other primordials, to threaten the dragons. Now tell me who is the fake dragon and who is the real one."

Until you can answer that question, Varith, you will stay in the Dragon prison dimension.

As the dragons that rebelled against Airizone were sent to the Dragon Prison Dimension, he went to oversee the current events in the angel-demon war.

To Airizone's surprise, there was a demon valkyrie team fighting on the same side against some less than stellar demons and angels. As Airizone looked, he saw that it was Rola, the first valkyrie Mercy made.

As Airizone thought about it, wasn't Rola also the one that had information on a being that was rather unusual as he had the same energy wavelength as a primordial

Yes, the being with the same energy wavelength as a primordial was shaded, as Airizone put it.

As Airizone pondered the name, where had he heard it before, as he repeated, "shade, shade, shade," as it clicked, "Shadow Hunter Annihilation Destructionary End," as he laughed, of course, why wouldn't it be the youngest and last of the primordials, as he continued to watch Shade's progress without informing the other dragons.

As Shade and Rola fought both demons and angels, the devil king got an idea to send one of his soldiers on a suicide mission. That would definitely cause problems because it would be a mission to the gates of heaven themselves, but he needed the perfect one, one that he could turn into a hero of the demons but one that he wanted dead. As the devil king was making his plan, a shadow demon that worked directly under Lucifer reported what he was about to do. It was the memory of when Shade saved him from an ambush of Azazel and Gabriel at the beginning of the war itself. He apologized to himself that he couldn't repay the debt, but the demons needed him more. He needed him as he sent a secret messenger to Michael to warn him of the plan to send a demon to the demon gates.

As the plan got under way to send shade to the gates of heaven, the angels were planning to stop this plan at all cost. They could not have an active portal to the gates of heaven as it would cause chaos in their own ranks. The belief was that no demon could reach heaven, but shade was no simple demonic being.

As both sides had a lot riding on this plan, outside forces were at work to assist the beings that had no say in the matter. As Shade didn't see a point to it anyway, he agreed out of the fact that you just don't say no to the devil king.

Lucifer went along without the devil kings' awareness of his counter to the plan, not aware that he had more than a few demonic beings that wanted him ousted.

But these demons didn't have the means or capability to get rid of the problem.

But everything was riding on one demon, the one that demons held as the hero of hell.

Shade

As much as the devil king hated it, he had to use Shades' influence to rouse the demons to fully care about the war and eliminate the angels as a race.

As he continued to focus on the elimination of the angels, he forced countless demons to die or he flayed out premadeathed the ones that did not follow his rules.

He made the speech that "on this historic day, the very first demon will reach the gates of heaven and take down the golden gates."

He continued to rant about how important it was to the demons.

Without any demons present actually caring because they just wanted the war itself to end,

But as Shade made his way to the gates, the angels attacked.

They tampered with the portal and fought all the demons present as a surprise attack to throw off that there was a traitor to the devil king.

But sadly, for shade, he fell into the damage portal.

But as he was falling, chaos managed to manipulate the portal to send shade to a specific dimensional plain.

But as the portal was damaged, the coordinates were worn and, out of all the places he could have been sent, he was sent to possibly the worst dimension of all.

Or the Dragon Dimensional Prison.

These are the only dragons in existence that actually rebelled against the king of dragons himself.

Granted, only 200 dragons were kept here, but out of those 200, 3 were deity classes and the rest sat between ancient and elder dragon classes.

Because, of all the places that shade could have ended up, he was right in front of Varith, the most powerful of the dragons sent to this dimension.

As a fight began, the shade was unrelenting. To the shock of Varith, this demon did not quit nor show any signs of fear. He fought almost with reckless abandon. It continued for some time, as Shade began to dig into his own powers. He accidentally used a power he was unaware he had. He started consuming the very soul of the dragon as he fought him. As Shade ate the soul, he continually got more and more aggressive in the fight, to the point where he ripped a scale of the dragon and used it as a dagger to cut the dragon.

As the fight was nearing its conclusion, Shade actually ate part of the fallen dragon, as when Varith fell, all of the remaining 199 dragons came to his area as the balance was disrupted and a power vacuum was created.

To Shade's chagrin, he had a fight that no one of his station should be involved in because most would find it unfavorable, but Shade simply said, "Damn it wasn't looking forward to fighting dragons today."

He fought all the dragons in a battle royal style fight where dragons fought him, trying to kill him, but shade remained strong as he continued to use his new ability almost to perfection as he was absorbing all the dragons around him, gaining power, but at the cost of his sanity. As he continued, he became something new, something darker, something more sadistic, something more wrathful, something that relished in the bloodshed and torment of his opponents. He became the dark master.

He ripped and tore through the dragons in a bloody battle till even the dragons tried to run away from him.

But he used the shadows around him to kill and slaughter, ripping dragons in half, tarring them into pieces, and drinking their blood because he liked the taste of their fear.

But to the horror of the dragons, the dark master had no exasperation on his face. He was completely neutral.

As he himself enjoyed the whole sale slaughtering that he was participating in, he showed no emotion while doing it.

As Airizon went into his dragon form, he went straight up to the devil king, who at the time was trying to find out what happened to Shade, but out of fear for his well being, to find out if he could rally the demons to fight for him.

He kicked the gates to the throne room down and said, in a very aggressive tone, "GET YOUR FUCKING SOILDER OUT OF MY PRISON NOW OR I WILL KILL YOU ALL."

As the devil king, in a shocked and scared tone, responded with, "What do you mean, dragon of war?"

As Airizone said, a remnant of hell was in the dragon prison dimension, slaughtering all dragons there in a violent fashion. He gave the devil king an ultimatum: either bring him out of prison or Airizone wage his own personal war against the demons.

As the devil king knew, he needed to bring his son out of the Dragon Dimensional prison.

He sent for the best transportation demons to bring him back.

As Shade continued to demoralize the last remaining dragons as he tortured them for his own amusement,

He finally granted them the mercy of death. Now completely covered in the blood of his victims, a portal opened in front of him as he grabbed the corpse of the dragon he had just killed. The whole area behind him was littered with the corpses of the remains of the dragons he killed.

He walked through the portal, dragging the corpse behind him, covered in blood. He yelled, "Who the fuck is next?" As the words came out, he grinned sadistically.

All in the throne room, excluding Airizone, got a chill down their spine. Airizone simply said that was one hell of an entrance.

As Shade looked to Airizone, who the fuck you were supposed to be a dragon, I fought even harder.

Everyone else was terrified of the shade now, but they didn't realize that wasn't who he was at the time.

They asked Shade what he was carrying behind him as he smiled and said, "What's left of a dragon after he's had a little fun," but he wasn't entertaining enough for me.

As Airizone said, this isn't my problem at the moment. You'll have to deal with that. I got what I wanted, but you might need a little help dealing with that. I'm out. With a small smile, the Dark Master turned to face the Devil King.

The Devil King was actually scared of something other than Airizone. He didn't see the Dark Master as a normal demon. He saw him as a monster ready to devour all in his path.

He sent him away to fight on a battlefield because he didn't want him near him.

As the Dark Master began his reign of terror on the battlefield,

He began by showing his dominance by using the blood of angels as a puppeteer and using the bodies of angels to fight one another.

They use their blood to destroy them from the inside out, implaling them with their own blood.

Ripping off people's heads and drinking their blood like water

But to the horror of everyone, he wasn't just targeting angels, he killed everyone equally.

To add to their horror, everyone that fought with the Dark Master didn't respawn. He effectively turned the war on its head by being a permanent death to everyone he encountered.

He went so far as to kill and torment his victims.

He began toying with the bodies after they were dead, as if they were puppets on a string, to further demoralize those that fought around him.

Because those that died would rise randomly and start killing even if parts of their bodies were missing,

As he fought in one particular battle, the night fell.

It was at this moment that everyone else in the battle felt something new and terrifying. It was as if a monster had been unleashed and set loose upon the world.

As everyone turned to face the dark master,

He was now grinning even more sadistically than before.All he said was simply

Night had now fallen and he wanted to "enjoy the night."

As the Dark Master began to use the darkness to haunt everyone else on the battlefield, he walked from one opponent to the next, ripping them into pieces and drinking the blood of everyone he killed. He tormented all with his sadistic nature. He tortured them with not only their fears, but he tortured them by letting them see what he did to the others in small glimpses before letting them be swallowed by the darkness he created from the shadows.

The fights the Dark Master fought in seemed to make him more sadistic and brutal.

He gave Mercy and Grace a run for their money because they didn't discriminate against whom he tortured.

But one valkyrie didn't respond to the ruling.

Although Rola actually tried to find him a couple of times, she had no luck as she always saw the aftermath of his fun.

Airizone actually started to pay attention to the war because the Dark Master made it interesting.

For a couple of times, the dark master simply went to hell because he wanted to, and no one dared to say no to him, not even the devil king, because the dark master was feared by everyone he encountered.

He killed a few demons on a couple of floors, but one demon that wasn't afraid of him but rather liked this new side of him.

Chaos

She enjoyed it.

As Airizone began to want to fight more and more,

He actually searched for antizone.

As he began to speak of the dark master,

Antizone face planted and asked if Airizone wanted to fight him at full power.

Without needing a response, Antizone just sighed because he knew this was a mistake.

But he did it anyway.

As he kind of wanted to stretch his legs, a good old fight was a good way to do it.

As Annihilation Airizone, the true dragon of war, was resurrected, he would only be around for a week.

But they thought a week would be more than enough time.

AIRIZONE transformed into a dragon as an annihilation.

He found the Dark Master fighting angels and demons. He took his sword and stabbed an angel 6 times before gutting him and throwing the sword with enough force to actually stick into Annihilation Airizone's chest.

Airizone returned his gaze to the sword, then to the Dark Master.

He tried to pull it out but couldn't, so he just broke it.

As the demons and angels all freaking ran the fuck out of the battlefield,

The dark master smiled sadistically as Airizone responded with a toothy smile as the two met.

They fought.

As all forces around them fled in utter fear and terror,

As the three primordials laughed and cried, they wondered if Airizon really wanted to fight.

As the fight went on, the dark master was relentless and just constantly fought the air and matched him blow for blow, punch for punch, headbut for headbut.

It went on. Airizone went up to 25% power, and the dark master responded with even more power. It seemed to be a stalemate.

But unbeknownst to Airizone, the dark master was actually eating some of his energy to keep up with the original primordial.

As the week progressed, both Airizon and Antizone deformed and were no longer able to stand, while Shade was barely concussed and saw the two dragons of war fall to the ground with him.

As all three were rendered out with no clear winner, everyone dreaded what the outcome would be. Someone could actually fight the Dragon of War himself and be an equal to him.

As the Dark Master was waking up, he looked at the unconscious Airizone and thought this monster wasn't going to exceed half his power. He decided that he had no means to actually kill him, so he left him there.

As Dark Master continued back to the underworld palace, the devil king feared what he had just witnessed: a being that could fight Airizone in open combat after instigating the fight and win.

He feared the implications, but he knew he had no means to fight or destroy it.

He had to make a plan because he knew his rule was at stake if he didn't.

As he continued to lose his mind trying to actually make a good plan, he continued to delve deeper into more and more risky plans and ideas that had low to absolutely no chance of success, but he was grasping for anything

He just didn't want anything to do with Dark Master, so he effectively just let him be while planning behind his back in absolute secret because he was terrified of what would happen if Dark Master learned of his ideas.

As the dark master continued to make it known, he was not to be taken lightly.

During this time, all but one demon feared even speaking his name because he would sometimes just show up and say his name.

All the other demons agreed, including the highest ranking devils, that the Dark Master's title should be the darkest of lords. Even among the legions of the highest level of the devil, his mere presence caused them to tremble in fear.

He got to a point that they had ruled him above reproach simply because any demon sent to "talk" to him was sent back to the demon that wanted to talk in pieces because he didn't want to deal with their BS.

The only demon that had absolutely no fear of him was chaos.

She was actually able to talk to him without him doing any harm to her.

He would actually hold conversation with her and let some secrets out that most demons would not have even guessed he was thinking of.

One of the deepest of these was the fact that he was actually afraid of Shade "waking" him up and locking him away, never to be seen again.

As time went on, he continued to enjoy his time on the battlefield. Many angels had been given a run-on-sight order similar to the valkyries, but unlike the valkyries, only the low-class and high-ranking angels listened to the order. As the middle-ranking angels wanted to prove themselves as true angels, they saw it as an opportunity, but all they got for their efforts was death.

Over time, a chant was created for the dark lord.

Strike the match, engulf the earth in flames; strike with vengeance those who oppose your will; devastate all who serve you inadequately; and devastate your enemies as they die at your hands.

This chant was sung by demons in the hope of gaining the mercy of the dark lord himself.

It was a superstition at best, but it started because a group of demons started worshiping the Dark Lord as a demonic god because no one could attack him without being killed almost instantly.

As the followers of the dark lord grew, they noticed a little bit of a drop in demon casualties.

Most attributed this to the fact that most of the demons stayed out of his way and they always chanted before battle as more and more began to worship him.

He still killed many demons, but he mostly targeted angels. If demons got in his way, oh well.

It was their time to die.

Grace and mercy held a meeting with the dark lord, as they wanted to talk about a possible truce/complete peace but would settle for at least a hundred years of non-agression.

The devil king saw an opportunity.

but one he would soon regret taking.

He ordered high-ranking demons to try and kill both sisters of peace.

As they retreated, they spoke out of regret for their actions because they knew what type of monster they had just awoken. They felt nothing but sorrow for them because their fates no longer belonged to them.

But to a being that had no reason to hold back,

A being that wasn't going to fight for fun

But a being that was fighting because he was pissed

They had just doomed themselves and they had no clue what they just did, but soon they would learn never to attack the sisters of peace again as the rage from the dragon of war himself was nothing you wanted to awaken, nothing you wanted to see because one doesn't piss off a Spartan and live to talk about it.

As Airizone had learned of what had transpired,

He left for the battlefield.

As he spoke in an eerily calm demeanor,

He showed no sign of rage, no sign of anger, but he was no longer contacting his power as lightning arked around him in blots large enough to destroy mountains.

He said simply, with no hints of anger or hatred, "Now I will show you why I am the Dragon of War. I will show you all in this war why it is I am at the top of any war battlefield or conflict and just why you do not attack those who are on a mission of peace. Because if you try to attack those that are non-combatant, you are not worthy of my respect."

As he summoned his blade, an air of death surrounded the battlefield.

Even the dark lord in his mind thought that this was going to be a slaughter that even made him secretly tremble at

He decided to watch from afar because he wanted to see just what he was capable of.

As Airizone reached the ground, he spoke in a loud voice that echoed throughout hell itself, that for the first time, "I, as the dragon of war sense, the war of creators, will hold nothing back, not because you have my respect but simply because you have done something that goes against every single code of war to go as far as to try and kill non-combatants of the war itself. How highly arrogant, how highly stupid, and lasty, one of those you attacked has never participated in a single fight yet you DEEM HER A COMBATANT."

As he continued, you could see his calm demeanor give way to pure rage.

As he went into a straight Spartan blood rage,

As he walked to the demons, his very footsteps cracked the ground around him.

His mere presence was enough to be felt around Hell.

Everyone felt his bloodlust.

His wrath

His rage

As he made his way to the first rank of demons, his speed increased, as did the raw power emulating from him. It seemed to be endless as he continued to kill everything around him with slashes that ripped the very fabric of the dimension itself. His punches were felt through the hole in the dimension as each hit made shockwaves that were equivalent to two comets hitting together. Each ability that he used was strong enough to alter the dimension, as each move only seemed to get more and more and more powerful.

He was gutted. He ripped and tore his way through everything he saw.

Between his blade and his bare hands, nothing was safe.

He destroyed everything and everyone in his path.

He continued to slaughter and destroy, much to the horror of the people, as no one had seen what Airizone was like when he was pissed off.

As Antizone arrived on the battlefield to see what was going on,

He saw Airizone destroying everything in his path.

He decided against going to see what he was doing. He just left and continued to run for his life because he knew in this state, Airizone wasn't opposed to the idea of erasing anything from existence. He knew when Airizone went into a spartan rage, nothing but one being could stop him, as he would not stop till he was satisfied with the carnage at his feet.

As Airizone destroyed those that stood before him on the field of battle, he showed no quarter, no mercy. He used the full aspect of his power as the dimension of hell itself was breaking at the seams because of the power being used. Each attack was devastating. Each ability he used tore a hole in the dimension, warping that area around the attack.

He decided against taking action because it was not his problem, but the devil king's, but he didn't want to be hit by any of the attacks; he wasn't afraid of Airizone, he just didn't feel like confronting that power.

All the demons and devils were those that followed the dark master, and all were happy as their god didn't demand them to fight the dragon of war. Whereas all the devil kings and soldiers were ordered to kill Airizone, all the angels had the outstanding order to eliminate all threats. As such, there was no bigger threat than Airizone himself, as it was the one target that everyone agreed took precedence over all others.

As the other primordials began to gather at Antizone's request, he stated that he would not fight Airizone alone if he became this enraged.

As Morrigan asked why he was being a little bitchy about it and wasn't Antizone a fraction of Airizone's soul, as Antizone explained, while yes, he is a part of Airizone's soul, it got fractured and separated from him after Airizone's soul linked with Diocles. For whatever reason, Airizone's power increased dramatically, and because of this increase in power, I can't match him blow for blow when he is unrestricting his power. As you can all see, he is using all of his power.

As Mirizone chuckles, "Aww, my big brother is having a temper tantrum. He should be easy to handle."

As everyone else in the room looked at Mirizone, dumbfounded,

As he responds, he is just a child pretending to be a dragon. His war is nothing compared to my justice.

As Reaper Mercy facepalmed because of the stupidity of Mirizone in situations like this.

As they all talked about solutions, they all agreed.

As the reaper sighed, damn it, I was looking forward to my weekend of no pain. As Morrigan pointed out, all you do is sit in your dimensional plane and do nothing.This is probably going to be the first time you've been useful in the last 20,000 years.

As everyone present chuckled at how Morrigan just ripped into her brother, they did all agree that this was going to hurt, as the only option available to them was to get involved and stop Airizone by force.

As Mercy and Grace just laughed and said, "Good luck. I hope you all don't die."

The high order angels asked Grace, "HELL FUCKING NO, I AINT STUPID ENOUGH TO TRY AND FIGHT AIRIZONE, THATS JUST ASKING TO DIE," to which Grace replied, "I'll help clam him down. I will not attack him directly."

As everyone present just sighed and prepared for the hardest fight they have ever done up to this point,

As if Airizone was just destroying demons and angels like they were nothing.

The primordials arrived on the battlefield as the first to approach Airizone was Mirizone. As he attempted to attack Airizone with a firebased attack, he was quickly hit across the dimension of hell before he could even react.

I dare you to look around as Airizone drew his sword from the ground and said, "Come at me."

Antizone screamed at the top of his lungs to not surrender, charged to fight to fight the living incarnation of war itself, fight because everyone on the battlefield was at stake of dying.

As everyone charged at Airizone, he smiled as he picked his sword up. He charged the frontlines of the massive force that opposed him.

He began killing the demons and angels that were in the first rows as they continued to pressure Airizone with everything they had. The Reaper and Morrigan fought him with the reapers and assassins. The paladins of Mirizone charged while despising the fact they had to fight with demons and reapers. Antizone kept attacking Airizone with an unrelenting attack to try and keep him focused on one target.

As Airizone enjoyed every second of it, he fought everyone, not worrying about the possibility of casualties. He, in this moment, was the worst aspect of war: the bloodlust, the heartless, the depravity and carnage.

As he continued to fight everyone, from the occasional screaming angel because they couldn't understand why the power of divinity had no effect on him, a demon cursing the devil king as they wished not to fight the dragon of war, and the primordials, hoping that Airizone would tire soon.

Reaper and Morrigan rushed at Airizone with Antizone, hoping to take him by surprise, but to no avail. He counted all their abilities, and only Antizone's Antimatter ability hit.

It did little damage, but it showed that he was slowing down somewhat.

As the tactics used got more and more desperate, Mirizone had an idea to use flame prison on Airizone. He personally knew it wouldn't hold his brother long. He hoped he could play it off as he managed to hold him at all, but he thought of how he could pull the move off. Because as soon as Airizone saw Mirizone, he charged him.

As Antizone asked what was on the mind of Mirizone, as it got to a point where they didn't care, they just wanted to stop Airizone from beating them senseless.

As Mirizone began to explain, he may be able to hold Airizone for a short time, but he slowed his pride for a moment. He needed help to pull it off because he himself was tired of being beaten over and over.

As he explained that he needed just a few seconds to pull the move off, but every time Airizone saw him he charged before he could react, they all chuckled and said, "I couldn't understand why he would ever do that."

They set forth with a new strategy, hoping that this one would work.

As the demons all either stopped engaging Airizone, followed the dark master, or supported Lucifer at this time, the devil king was furious that almost all his soldiers abandoned him, so he needed to get mercenaries that could fill his ranks.

The angels had stopped fighting Airizone as they were sick and tired of how he killed them. At least the demons didn't always rip them apart and gut them. They would rather fight him than Airizone, with the exception of Dark Master.

As Antizone's reaper, a morrigan charged him, Mirizone stood back and waited for the opportunity to utilize Flame Prison.

As the fight persisted, Mirizone managed to utilize Flame prison to hold Airizone as he simply chuckled and laughed as he started to attack the chains themselves.

At that time, Mercy finally showed up with her valkyries and tried her best to calm Airizone down. As the valkyries were terrified of Airizone, while they did know what he was capable of, the field he was in was covered in demon and angel bodies littered everywhere.

They were just hoping Mercy knew what she was doing.

As she talked to Airizone, she continued to hold conversation with him, often using the Valkyries' ability to calm him to help turn off his bloodlust. He soon fell asleep.

Everyone just felt happy that they didn't have to fight Airizone anymore.

Reaper asked if Airizone was going to come after him to kill him once he woke up.

As the primordials fought, the onlookers were trying to decide what the best decision to make in their circumstances was. Most agreed that war was pointless, but the devil king wanted absolute power. He wanted everything to bow to him. As he persisted in pressuring the demons and his subordinates to go all-out war, to enjoy war, not to make a game of it, but to fight and destroy the angels.

The second faction was gaining influence and members in secret as they couldn't be as open as the demons that worshiped Dark Master. As the faction grew under the influence of Lucifer, he wanted to take over the devil king himself, but he knew that he himself couldn't do it, so he gained followers and soldiers in order to take hell by force. Though he didn't like this plan, he knew it was the only way his pointless war would stop.

As the devil king continued to put more and more pressure on the demons and devils, the number of his subordinates began to shrink to dismal numbers compared to what it was, but at the same time, the infighting of demons was at an all-time high. It was especially noticeable on all streets and floors, as hell was literally tearing itself apart as a result of the devil king.

As hell continued to go into this downward spiral, the dark master went to a friend to ask for a weapon. As he knew of her forging abilities, she gave advice on the whereabouts of a weapon she heard of from others in her circle while they participated in activities popular in that circle of hell.

As the dark master tried to find the blade, he heard about Shade trying to talk to him but unsuccessfully.

As he continued to search,

He teleported to an area he had never seen before, but unlucky for him, he was surrounded by angels.

The Dark Master barely had time to prepare himself as he was attacked by countless angles as he said, "What the fuck, where am I?"

Well, the angels, while countless,

The Dark Master was as weak as dog shit when it came to butchering them, exploding some in a bloodied destroyed body, truncating some into angel spikes by utilizing their blood, and spearing a few other angels. This continued for a little while until a familiar face tried to stop the Dark Master and accidentally got in the way of his next attack.

At this moment, the shade and the dark master made a deal. As Dark Master said, it's a one-time deal. Because shade needed to use a lot of concussion to maximize his power, he managed to save the soul from being destroyed like the dark master's normal dose. But the dark master did this because, well, he kinda liked the little valkyrie that, for whatever reason, watched his every move but never attempted to attack him.

As this event took place, the tides of war began to turn as the three factions of hell began to become unstable as the devil king continued to put pressure on the demons under his command. Lucifer was beginning to show his disdain towards the devil king. The Dark Master was doing his own thing but hated how the devil king handled most demon matters. How he treated them like slaves To make matters even worse for the devil king, there was a race created from shades of his own blood in an attempt to control him. It didn't have the intended effect. While he was sympathetic towards the vampires, he was furious at the devil king. As such, tensions began to become particularly bad to the point that almost every circle of hell would be at war with itself.

The devil king and Lucifer began to order their soldiers in preparation for war, as the dark master didn't order his followers, but they led themselves. Their absolute rule was to save and help those imprisoned by the devil king. As the dark master's soldiers began to prepare for a raid on the biggest prison the devil king had, It held mostly those the devil king said were too weak to be insignificant or demons that didn't obey his word like law.

But before the raid, when the spark of war struck, the devil king made possibly his biggest and deadliest mistake.

He passed judgment on a vampire family who had made the unwise decision to live in a lower circle of hell and lacked knowledge of the inner workings of demon law.They got along with almost all demons but one.

The devil king wanted everyone to bow to him. No one was exempt from his "high ranking" in society.

As he did this, Lucifer jumped on the opportunity to order the attack as the devil king's force was split into highly outnumbered dark master soldiers. They destroyed the prison, adding nearly double their numbers and taking half the prison guards and warden's prisoners into their ranks, as the devil king kept them prisoner as well.

As the devil king ordered his top soldiers to kill Lucifer.

He underestimated just how many demons were loyal towards Lucifer, as Asmodeus, Belzebub, and many of the elite devils were already on Lucifer's side and just awaited the order from him to attack their bases.

The devil king also underestimated how many demons and devils worshiped the Dark Master. As the droves of demons attacked prison after prison, base after base, it was a war on two fronts that the devil king couldn't stop because of his desire to continue the fight between demons and angels.

As the demon civil war waged on, the angels also began attacking, but to the devil king's horror, they weren't attacking the troops of the dark master or Lucifer, only the demons under his command.

As the combined forces of Lucifer, Dark Master, and the angels kept gaining ground and pushing the devil king's forces back, Dark Master and Shade kept kind of fighting themselves once in a while, taking the field of battle. That was until an onslaught of vampires was waged by the devil king as a statement to the Dark Master. The statement was, "I control everything but

This irritated Dark Master, but scarier than him was Shade, who at this point pushed Dark Master into a corner as he was absolutely pissed right the hell off because not only did the devil king kill vampires, but he made a hell-wide announcement that any demons who remained neutral and did not participate in the fighting would be labeled traitors and dealt with in accordance with the devil king's betrayal.

Shade went as himself, the being of darkness, a soul shadow demon, not as the dark master, shade, or the founder of the vampire race.

He broke down the gates of three different floors of hell and marched by himself as he killed every single demon that stood in his path ruthlessly but systematically. As if they gave up and ran away, he didn't bother chasing them, but he continued to march to the castle gates, breaking them down and walking straight up to the devil king, issuing a direct challenge to a fight to the death.

The devil king, enraged by this demon's unwillingness to bow before him, his audacity, and his raw determination to kill him, accepted the challenge as he believed there was no way he could lose to him.

As the devil king attempted a sneak attack, he went directly into a shade attack. The devil king had the advantage of raw power output, but Shade, who was a shadow soul demon, had the overwhelming advantage of darkness. Shadows were living here because he was in his home element of hell.The shadows bow to the demons of darkness here. There are few who even remember the power of the shadows, as they are all believed to be extinct. As Shade couldn't be hit as his body just disappeared into the darkness.

As the devil king continued to waste his energy, he tried attacking, but to no avail.

Shade smiled as the devil king began to tire out and become even slower in his attacks.

As the devil king began to break down mentally because of the fact he couldn't even hit shade, his every single attempt to hit shade was just going through him.

He continued to lose the last remnants of sanity. He lost his mind as his arrogance and bravado gave way to fear and despair.

As the shade approached the devil king, he became a shell of horror, terrified and broken. "See devil king, you are nothing but a weak pathetic demon whose own pride was your downfall," he said calmly and matter-of-factly.Your selfish nature betrayed you in the end because you forced everything to bow before you, in turn, bowing before that which was your own doing.

As shade began to smile, he said, "See, while I wanted to kill you, another solution was brought to my attention. One in which you suffer more than insta-death." As the devil king saw two individuals, one that was shade and one that was dark master, shade said, "See, while I wanted to kill you, another solution was brought to my attention. One in which you suffer more than insta-death."

While the leader of the demons was up for debate, the true ruler of hell was decided as the event was broadcast throughout the main cities of hell; the floors of hell itself bowed to its master, as shade unintentionally made hell bow to him as he used the shadows across hell to do so.

The final dissenters of the old faction still fought and tried to kill those they felt betrayed the devil king. Even though he had few followers, those that were loyal to him or, for the most part, were willing to die for the belief that he was the true ruler of hell.

Not the pretender that was a "nobody"

As the war continued, not to actually begin a war in the proper sense, but more like the final embers that refused to be extinguished.

Shade and Lucifer fought the majority of the soliders who appeared, while others used more gorilla assassin tactics to try to eliminate the leaders of the two remaining factions.

While this was going on, Mercy became aware that Rola wasn't quite fully dead, but she started to try and find out by asking those with a higher knowledge of the subject if there was a way to heal a soul whose body was destroyed but the soul spared.

As Shade began to slow down and think about the war, the killing of Rola, and the civil war that was still going on, he, in a short kind of way, snapped, but not in a violent way. It's more like he went on a self-destructive path while remaining calm and emotionally stable on the outside. On the inside, both the Dark Master and Rola tried talking to him, but to no avail. He was too absorbed in his work.

After a long time, roughly a few thousand if not a couple hundred thousand years, time gets kind of blurry when you participate in such activities that leave your senses dead and or completely inebriated.

Chaos asked the desire and lust demons if they had any clue as to what was going on with Shade. Every single one spent time with him as he explored every corner of that circle. There wasn't an establishment he hadn't seen or spent time in.

While Shade continued to basically destroy himself,

Airizone Reaper Boros and a few others began hearing rumors of a new alien species that was making its way through, and it was not friendly to other races. They didn't have much information about it. The only thing they knew was the destroyed corpses of some other races, such as half-cadavers splattered across complexes and guts thrown across buildings and such.

Reaper made a few plans to try and deal with situations as they arose.

Shade was going on a binge, but finally Rola got through to him as both she and chaos began talking him out of his slump.

They gave different but similar speeches.

Rolas went along the lines of

Shade, I know you can hear me, but think about it: you saved my soul, not just my physical form; you, as a soul demon, can tell the difference, can't you?

While chaos was attempting to break through by telling him that he needed to accept the fact that he wasn't like every other demon, he himself was a monster to them and to man.

She did this as just calmly talking wasn't working, so she figured she needed to be a bit rough.

As Shade tried to combat the ones trying to help him, he turned them out because he didn't want to hear it until they forced him to listen to them by basically overloading him with a constant barrage of images and conversations, so he had no choice but to listen to them.

Finally, they broke through, and he thought for a few hundred years. Not fully at first, but slowly, he accepted the fact that he himself wasn't like the other demons. To them, he was a monster. He owned up to it. On the other hand, he still isn't fully convinced that it isn't his mind playing tricks on him, but he listens from time to time to see if it really is Rola talking to him or just his mind adding another voice to the long list of voices already in his head.

As Shade was in the process of dealing with the information and trying to fix himself, he got a welcome request from Mercy for Rolas' soul. She asked for a meeting place from Grim. As he was the messenger at the time that the primordials used it, he generally switched often between Grim and Chaos because they had access to all but one of the primordial dimensional plains. The only one no one had access to was Airizones. As he himself said, unless I guided you through the dimension, you would lose your way through war.

He set up a meeting in one of the higher tiers of hell as he needed to be able to quickly get her out if shit went sideways.

As Mercy got there with a few of Airizone's soldiers, as at the time, Airizone's reapers and Boros were nowhere to be found and he had offered his soldiers to any who needed back up, no matter what it was.

As shade arrived, he spoke to mercy in a serious voice, so you could resurrect her with no difficulty.

Mercy: Not without difficulty, but because you didn't destroy her soul, it is easier than it could've been.

She'll live. It might take a few thousand years.

As Shade continued to press for more information without letting on what he was doing,

A group of 30 demons from the old faction of the devil king came to eliminate high-value targets.

Shade gave the soul to mercy and told her blankly to get out of hell and let me handle these fools who have yet to realize that they have long lost the war.

She went to say something as an Airizones army general stopped her and said he didn't see us as the important ones, rather we were a means to an end. He needed something, and only you could do it to that end. You are important not because you are the dragon of peace, but because you help him resurrect someone important to him, so let him fight.This is his house, after all.

As Shade dealt with the demons in short order, only 5 retreated. 2 of those 5 ended up joining Lucifer's soldiers. The rest, well, blood stains on the floors of hell is what they turned into.

As Reaper and Airizone are fighting a new type of foe never before seen, Boros is holding his own but heavily relying on Reapers' darkness magic to keep him safe. As Airizone is fighting with reckless abandon, he is slaughtering those in front of him. As he fights, something in his gut tells him to keep his guard up. Don't allow a single second of rest for these things. Don't give them any room to fight and destroy.

Much too late, he realized that the reaper was downed by a stealth attack by something in the shadows as he went to help him. When Boros got hit by something out of his view, he didn't think anything of it as he still fought and held his ground.

He got to the reaper as they got completely surrounded, as Boros dropped his weapon and fell to his knees as blood dripped from a small wound in his chest.

As Airizone approached him, he took one step back as Boros screamed and exploded, leaving only his legs as everything from his stomach up was now all over the room they were in. As Airizone stood there covered in the guts and blood of his friend, who had just moments ago been fighting, the reaper forced a dimensional hole to take him out.

"You should've prayed to your gods while you had the chance," Airizone said simply, his dragon's eye turning from a bright green to a glowing crimson and his black eye turning to a shade of red.

The more they sent the Airizones brutality, the more he used his bare hands to rip these things apart, using some of their bodies as makeshift weapons for further brutality. Through it all, the only thing you could hear was a roar that shook the very foundation of the planet they were on. It was felt, everything felt it.

He continued to kill, butcher, and slaughter using his fists, his powers, his sword, and the enemy's bodies as rocks. He picked up from the ground anything he could use. He saw the planet itself become nothing but rubble to him. He hit, slashed, smashed anything in front of him. Nothing stopped him. Nothing held him there. There were no rules; no code of conduct; no rules of engagement. If you see something, kill it, destroy it, brutalize it, make it bleed, make it suffer.

As he walked up to the last survivor of this slaughter, he asked one question: Are there more of you?

Despite having a cannonball-sized hole in its stomach, the thing said, "There are always more of us."

Airizone simply laughed. That means more to kill.

As Airizone picked this thing up by its head and ripped it off its body, letting it hit the floor.

He continued to destroy in this dimension because war never ends, and he found many battles to throw himself into. He joined the war simply to kill. Just to slaughter. Nothing more, nothing less.

He fought gods, he fought monsters, he fought people, he fought beings with no physical form. Anything that stood in front of him was dead before it could plan its next move.

Many beings were drawn to one particular battle. As Airizone arrived on a battlefield, he walked up to a group of soldiers that had a few gods commanding them. Airizone ripped the gods in half and asked, "Where are your gods now?" As the soldiers were terrified, Airizone proceeded to kill them with their own weapons. He then severed the head of the general, and the gods put him on a silver plate. He walked up to the next camp and delivered a message. This will be your fate if you choose to stay here. He offered one shred of mercy to those who retreated, but any who

At this time, Reaper was still recovering from what had happened a few weeks ago.

He was a strutting mess. As Morrigan tried to get through to him, he just said, "They're not going away." They're everywhere. They're here. They're not leaving. They're not leaving.

I'm sorry, Airizone. I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I didn't know. I didn't want to leave you there. I'm sorry.

She finally left her brother to his madness and sorrow. She tried to find mercy or grace, hell, even chaos. She needed information, and the only one that had it was the reaper, but he wasn't talking.

So she needed someone that could get through.

As she tried to search for something to help her get through to her brother, she ended up

As the reaper's condition stayed for weeks,

Airizone was unrelenting.

He continued to kill, destroy, brutalize, conquer, and obliterate; he was nothing more than a war monster. Gods flew demons away from him on sight, and angels refused to enter battle for fear of encountering him.

It got to a point where demons begged Lucifer to do something.

He couldn't

Finally, both hell and Lucifer made a request of shade to find out what drove Airizone to this state of destruction and violence.

He asked this of Shade because he knew he had won in a fight against him before.

As Airizone continued to fight, two new contenders stood in front of him: Antizone and Mirizone.

As Antizone opened the fight with an antimatter lightning blast, Mirizone tried to limit Airizone's attack power with magic drain attacks.

Airizone fought back, punching Mirizone across three planets and grabbing Antizone, punching him while holding his head.

Mirizone got back and tried attacking with his axe, but Airizone blocked it with his sword and slashed both Mirizone and Antizone.

They tried fighting Airizone to the best of their abilities, but

Airizone looked at them with disappointment and said, "At least make me use 50% of my power, you pathetic weaklings."

I am only at 30%. Make me more entertained. I want my blood to rush. I want my heart to pump, but no, you are making me bored. The gods fight better than you.

As both Mirizone and Antizone got up and charged him, attacking in sync, they actually managed to push Airizone back for a bit, but Airizone finally earned a prize. You both earned my attention. Let me crank up the power. "You deserve it," he said, with a sickening smile.

He went full power. The dimension quaked and shook from the power he was displaying. The worlds around him shrank like they were made of glass as he disappeared and punched Mirizone with enough force that a shockwave echoed through space.

Antizone fought valiantly, but was completely outmatched by Airizone. He had no chance. Every attack was at least twice as strong as the original bout that destroyed the creators and destroyers. He couldn't keep up as Airizone was faster and stronger than Antizone could have been.

Mirizone and Antizone realized they just needed to keep him busy as long as they possibly could.

She fell to grace. She failed at getting through to the reaper. She wanted mercy. That didn't end well. Chaos only made a suggestion that Shade should deal with it. He was still recovering.

Shade was thinking about the request that both hell and Lucifer had made to him when he wondered what that overgrown lizard was up to that had so many people scared.

As the dark master and the dragons yelled at Shade for his stupidity, he just said he was wrong. He was just an overgrown lizard.

As he continued, he met up with chaos.

He's babbling about something with Airizone, and the War Dragon himself is, well, destroying shit on a larger scale than usual; I'd appreciate it if you could look into what caused this mess. "

Shade nodded and didn't reply with words.

They're not going to leave. They're coming. They're not going to leave. As chaos brought him to the reaper, the reaper was sitting knees up rocking in the corner saying, "I'm sorry Airizone, I'm sorry Boro, please forgive me."

As Shade said, what happened to the small child of death? Normally, he is a calm, collected, and kind of direct type of person.

As chaos got a little nervous as to what was going to happen,

Shade went into the reaper's mind, and, to his surprise, he didn't have to dig. The memory was playing on a loop all of the time.

The moment Boros got hit by a parasite-looking monstrosity that dug into his chest and made him explode like a juice box, then Shade saw Airizone push the reaper out as he heard the creatures torturing Airizone. He was even, from the reapers' perspective, able to see everything they did to him.

As shade left reapers' minds, he chuckled and made a small laugh and said

You all are so fucked. You don't know how fucked you are. I'd say pray to your gods, but y'all ain't got any.

Mercy and chaos asked what happened.

An airizone being tortured a bit saw his eyes turn red, but no big deal, just an overgrown lizard temper tantrum.

They all look a shade dumbfounded.

Shade responds, "I didn't know the guy." I explain what happened. He exploded like a juice box and his blood covered the room while some of his guts may have landed on Airizone.

Mercy blocks his mouth. Nope, no more. You don't need to explain. We got it the first time.

As Mirizone is flung into the dimension, heavily beaten and on the verge of death, he says, "I'm a fuckin' monster," and passes out shortly after.

Shade damn near died from having his shit kicked out of him

Well, Shade says I was tasked with figuring out why the overgrown lizard was angry, and it was not my job to calm him down.

Antizone was bleeding badly and was trying to do something against Airizone, but to no avail. It was just nothing like arrows against the hydra or spears against leviathan. It was pointless as nothing even phased Airizone.

As Antizone went for the Antimatter version of lightning sonic obliteration, Airizone beat him to it and hit him with it.

As Antizone lay on possibly a fractured part of a planet he couldn't tell, he said, "Damn this shits fucked, like what the fuck made him so fucking pissed."

It didn't matter as he slowly picked himself up, cracked his neck and hands; I am the only one who can fight him; I was made for it; I will win; he will never beat me again. Not this time.

He launched himself at Airizone with reckless abandon and tackled him while using antimatter to boost himself, just trying to do any sort of noticeable damage to Airizone.

As Antizone fought with everything he had, punching, kicking, slashing, just not giving Airizone time to breath, hoping to do something.

After like 10 or so seconds, Airizone looked at Antizone and said, "Nice attempt. You actually got on my level for a second. I'll give you credit for your efforts," but as Airizone raised his fist, it wasn't good enough as he hit Antizone into the same dimension as Mirizone, having him land on top of him.

Airizone looked and said, "Damn, nothing left to entertain me. Oh well, time to go to the next dimension to wage some war."

As Mirizone and Antizone got up, they couldn't understand why Airizone didn't chase them, though it seemed like he wasn't in control, yet he didn't charge them once they fell through the dimensional hole.

As theories got tossed around, Airizone was unrelenting. He appeared, killed armies on both sides, and went on his way planet by planet, system by system, as dimension by dimension, wars ended before they really began. Nothing stopped him. He was on a mission of rage.

His sword-blooded body wounded, he charged forward with no emotion. He was present, but nothing showed. He had nothing left, just empty.

The more he fought, the closer he felt to the void. He wanted to prove to himself that he wasn't weak, but the more he fought, the more he lost the internal battle that he wanted to win.

As he continued, no one understood his feelings. No one could because he never let anyone in. He fought by himself. always alone. Even surrounded by friends, he was alone as a ghost. Someone who felt that he should've died, but because of who he was, knew his death wouldn't do shit. So he fought to put the memories out of his mind. He fought to exist. He fought to live. He fought to try and find meaning in simply existing.

As he continued to swing his sword, fighting for some semblance of sanity that was left, he just became a dead man on the battlefield. His eyes deadened, his expression void of life, his voice devoid of emotion. He himself became a weapon for war. Nothing more, nothing less. There was a war. He was there to fight to end it.

He fought nonstop.

As Antizone and Mirizone went to stop him a second time,

Airizone opened it first by attacking Airizone with an antimatter version of a lightning blast. Airizone allowed it to hit him before turning to the one who cast the attack. As he looked at Antizone in the eyes, Airizone said, "If you wish to see the devil run to hell, if you want to meet death, call a reaper. If you wish to no longer exist, fight me."

As Antizone screamed internally because he knew Airizone meant every word he just said, he was in no mood for bullshit. He himself was not afraid of erasing beings from existence just for the crime of initiating a fight with him as he resided himself. Mirizone attacked with his axe, and Antizone charged in after trying to just slow down the monster they now fought.

Airizone blocked almost every attack they threw at him, even the ones that would do absolutely no damage to him, just to make a statement that they were too weak and didn't even reach a level where he felt entertained during the fight. Finally, Airizone got bored with their pitiful attempts at sparring, while on the other hand, Mirizone and Antizone were exhausted and heavily injured as they tried attacking again. Airizone just stood there confused as to why they didn't run while they had the chance to.

The dragon of war completely destroyed these two while Mercy Grace Reaper and Morrigan were watching.

Shade was in the process of leaving when Grace and Mercy asked if he could help them fight him, referring to Antizone and Mirizone.

Shade was contemplating how to avoid fighting because this was not her fucking problem.

But he thought to himself that maybe he could shut up the big rage lizard and get some sleep.

Shade smirked and replayed what would happen if I did fight him.

As Mercy chuckles, well one, you don't have to worry about Rola for one, because honestly, I don't know if he even knows friend from foe. He could just be fighting those 2 because he wants to, but I'm not sure about Grace. Well, you could do him a favor at anytime because, honestly, right now he needs to be stopped. I don't know what to do right now, but if you think of something later on, I'll gladly help.

Shade thinks for a moment.

"Grant, I'm the best option right now to fight him, but you've got to sweeten the reward if you want me to fight him," he says with a slight smirk.

If that doesn't pique your interest, how about getting some food straight from the well of soul shade? I know what you're shade.

As Shade lolls at her with a quizzical look, she continues, "As long as you are in combat with Airizone, you may have access to the well of souls."

He smiles at this and lets me have early access because I'm jumping into the fight first and getting the weaklings out of the way.

She chuckles OK.

As Morrigan allows shade access to the well, Mercy opens a portal as Airizone is barely fighting back at this point because they can't even fight him.

Shade hits Airizon with enough force to back him up.

As Antizone and Mirizone fall into the portal before it closes,

Airizone spits out a broken tooth and smiles. You did more in one punch than those two did in a whole battle. Make this a mysterious fighter for me.

He launched himself into the shade.

He knew that having only partial power would be useless in this situation...He knew that having only partial power would be useless in this situation...

You will be a worthy opponent, Airizone told Shade, another warrior who lives by the sword. You will be a worthy opponent, Airizone told Shade, another warrior who lives by the sword.

He points his sword at him.

He reasoned that shadow manipulation might work here, but it was riskier than he preferred. He reasoned that shadow manipulation might work here, but it was riskier than he preferred.

Shade took a second to shake the doubts from his head. This. This is just an angry lizard. I don't need to think about it as he manifested a shadow sword and held the sword in a defensive position.

He took a few deep breaths.

Shade did his best, parrying or countering about half of every single attack Airizone attempted, but it was still a daunting task to beat the dragon of war in his current state, but Shade smiled, cracked his neck, and said, "awww, what the matter can't hit me in a vital spot or am I better than you?" Shade did his best, parrying or countering about half of every single attack Airizone attempted, but it was still a daunting task to beat the dragon of war in his current state, but Shade smiled, cracked his neck, and said, "awww, what the matter can't hit me in a vital spot or am I better than you?"

Shade moved his blade just a little bit,

Shade blocked almost all of Airizone's attacks this time as he gained more power from the well of souls, not overpowering Airizone but holding his own against him. Shade blocked almost all of Airizone's attacks this time as he gained more power from the well of souls, not overpowering Airizone but holding his own against him.

Shades vanished first as the two fighters smiled widely, as he regained his composure and angled his sword slightly down. Shades vanished first as the two fighters smiled widely, as he regained his composure and angled his sword slightly down.

Airizone said you should fear the dragon of war, as Shade scoffs, and replied that you should fear the conqueror of hell.

I'm referring to the dark general lizard when I say shade. I'm referring to the dark general lizard when I say shade.

Airizone attacked again. This time each attack ended with a clash. No No attacks reached either opponent; they were evenly matched.

Thank you fighter, said Airizone, tilting his head to the side with a sickening smile ear to ear as his voice echoed with a chilling tone.

As Airizone attacked wildly with no pattern, no give, no signs, no tells, just pure bloodlust, he wanted to destroy his opponent in front of him.

As Shade tried blocking and blocking, he wasn't able to make contact with one out of 50 attacks as Airizone just seemed to go deeper and deeper into madness and insanity.

It was as if the single tether to reality had finally snapped and all that was left was his pure, unadulterated bloodlust and drive to kill.

He continued to attack as Shade couldn't keep up with his power boosts. Airizone was just different. There was no planning for his attacks because there was none. He would change his attack type as soon as you adjusted to his style. He would switch if he even had a style because he attacked with just the willingness to kill and destroy.

Shade had a dumb idea, but he thought of something he had once heard from the reaper in one of their deals.

Shade reminisces about his days as a dark master. Shade reminisces about his days as a dark master.

So, what do you want, bitch? Reaper stood there trying to talk to Dark Master not long after the fight between Dark Master and Airizone ended, as now Dark Master had nothing stopping him from claiming souls to his heart's content. Reaper spoke of Airizone's pride and honor, which were at the heart of who he was.Shade looked within himself and saw no pride or honor, only ruthless aggression and bloodthirsty rage. So, bitch, what do you want? Reaper stood there trying to talk to Dark Master not long after the fight between Dark Master and Airizone ended, as now Dark Master had nothing stopping him from claiming souls to his heart's content. Reaper talked about Airizone's pride and honor, which were the very foundation of who he was. As Shade looked inside himself, there was no pride or honor, only ruthless aggression and bloodthirsty rage.

It wasn't a warrior but an animal, not a soldier but a beast.

As Shade laughed, Airizone, what are you supposed to be because all I see is an animal? You. You're Not a soldier, nor a warrior hell right now. even. Even the demons of lust have more in common with a soldier than you right now.

As Shade continued to talk, Airizone kept attacking.

Shade went on to say, Airizone, who are you? I don't see that pride you seem to hold higher than almost anything, and where is your honor in the way you attack hell? You are more of a lunatic madman than a fighter. You can't even find enjoyment in the fight. Where is the fighter I fought a few thousand years ago? Have you lost your way so far that you have forgotten who you are? Airizone, who are you? I don't see that pride you seem to hold higher than almost anything, and where is your honor in the way you attack hell? You are more of a lunatic madman than a fighter. You can't even find enjoyment in the fight. Where is the fighter I fought a few thousand years ago? Have you lost your way so far that you have forgotten who you are?

As Shade cast his sword away and took a firefighter stance, he said, "Please," he said, "Please work.”

As he got 4 shadow tendrils out from his back, his sanity was starting to slip into dark master, but he still had full control as Airizone attacked, but instead of the sword, he was used to 2 tendrils, stopping as the other two stabbed into him. to him. Airizone couldn't go from pierced to pierced as Shade did a combo of unrelenting attacks that Airizone couldn't move from because of him not only being pierced but his weapon was being held. Shade did this until he knew Airizone's energy was completely depleted.

As he unhooked Airizone, he fell to the ground, barely concussed and concussed and slept, but before Airizone passed out, he said he was sorry to Boros and that he should have been stronger.

Shade said, as he took a deep breath and passed through the portal, that he was returning to hell and that they should not call him to fix their problems again. Shade said, as he took a deep breath and passed through the portal, that he was returning to hell and that they should not call him to fix their problems again.

As he left on a solemn note, everyone took a deep breath of relief because the immediate threat was dealt with, as they knew Airizone's wrathful nature would not continue after he had been forcibly calmed down. As Airizone slept, it was like nothing happened. He was sleeping peacefully.

Mercy and the other primordials discussed what the future held for them as they were no longer needed for their tasks. The reason they left Airizone out of the meeting was that he would never stop fighting. It was all he knew. As he was also still sleeping, he wouldn't have added anything to the discussion regardless of whether he was there. Mercy and the other primordials discussed what the future held for them as they were no longer needed for their tasks. The reason they left Airizone out of the meeting was that he would never stop fighting. It was all he knew. He wouldn't have added anything to the discussion regardless if he was there. Mirizone had been the only one other than Airizone keeping his duty to himself. But it ran itself because he made the rules. The rules became law, and the law had officials to keep them enforced. So his system ran itself with his supervision.

They discussed it for quite some time. It basically ran in circles of what would happen if we didn't uphold our position argument by Mirizone.

When he tried to argue, his statements were essentially rejected with every suggestion he made. When he tried to argue, his statements were essentially rejected with every suggestion he made.

As he was basically only allowed to voice an opinion that nobody listened to,

As Shade was trying to relax in hell,hell, but diplomatically, hell was in turmoil not because of the factions but because of royalty changes. Once, noble families were replaced because of Lucifer's corruption in the "noble" houses. He put them into power to make himself stronger. As. As Lucifer saw it, this was not a "noble" house, but rather an inheritance that needed to be eradicated as soon as possible.

As Shade was working on getting rid of hostile elements in hell, he got a contract that was unquestionably interesting as it was a multi-target, contract with 8 different targets for elimination, 3 of which were old "noble" houses.

The others were military leaders of the previous devil king's old guard.The others were military leaders of the previous devil king's old guard.

The orders of elimination were simple, and there were many witnesses to make the statement, "Change with the times or die." The orders of elimination were simple, and there were many witnesses to make the statement, "Change with the times or die."

As he worked down the list of targets one by one, each one had a different way of death: from long range toto up close and personal, 2 with shadows, and 1 by hardcore ripping his heart out in the middle of a highly used trade route of upper class demons.

Something strange happened in the shadows.An An unexpected event occurred. The shadows converged on the target, one piercing his chest below his heart, one through his neck,neck, one almost gutting him as he let out a blood curdling scream of agony, agony, and blood gushing out of his wounds before anyone could actually see who did it. The shadows ripped him into chunks and disappeared as fast as they had attacked.

Shade couldn't see who did it, as it was if the shadows themselves wanted the guy dead, and, to Shade's knowledge, he was the only one that could manipulate the shadows.

Shade returned to Lucifer to inform him that all targets had been eliminated. Shade returned to Lucifer to inform him that all targets had been eliminated.

Airizone was doing what he did best: fighting the plains of war.

This was the medieval time period. Every single lord wanted more, whether it be land, money, power, people, a combination, or they just wanted to conquer other lands. It was an absolutely chaotic time as there was no allegiance to any one lord or lord, as Airizone found himself going with many mercenary bands.

There was no shortage of battlefields, no shortage of enemies to kill, no shortage of war. war.

Nothing entertained Airizone more than the constantly changing battlefields, from swamps to marshes, plains to mountains, mountains to valleys, castles, sieges, village raids, castle defenses, village defenses; there were endless possibilities that he found himself in.

The more people got involved, the more interesting it got for him.

In one particular battle, there were nine different factions just from the lord's part. Another 20 different mercenary groups, and 30 different coats of arms for a grand total of a free for all battle.

As shade went to Lucifer to explain what had happened, Lucifer was happy that all targets had been eliminated.

But he was confused about why Shade had used the shadows for the last one.

As Lucifer asked, he was shocked at the response he got from As Shade explained, he wasn't the one that killed the last target.

To his amazement, Lucifer handled the information decently but was scared of the ramifications of the information.

As Shade was trying to figure out who could have done the killing, a figure was overwatching, slipping in and out of the shadows until they were satisfied and vanished without leaving a trace of themselves.

The Reaper and Morrigan began to toy with a new idea: as they gathered many souls of the dead, why not employ some of them who had stronger emotions than others? As they toyed with the idea, Chaos, who was up to her usual machinations, caught wind of it.The Reaper and Morrigan began to toy with a new idea: as they gathered many souls of the dead, why not employ some of them who had stronger emotions than others? As they toyed with the idea, Chaos, who was up to her usual machinations, caught wind of it.

As mercy was almost done with the resection of Rola

Mirizone was trying to establish a new system of law and order but quickly found out that the law isn't a clear-cut thing that constantly stays in place as almost all things need to change.

As Grace went on her own path, as she began to see what her sister went through, but not as one-sided

Airizone fought on a new field of war and encountered a new opponent who was unique in the fact that he had the powers of a Phoenix, but yet he wasn't one or even tied to one. Yet his fire healed him in battle. As Airizone walked to him, he saw a fighter that had a fire inside him that wouldn't be extinguished, a fire that wouldn't be destroyed, a fire that wouldn't go out, one that could one day be a defender of the earth, but only time would tell if this was to be or would he die before he had the chance to become great.

Airizone walked up to this fighter and challenged him to a simple fight; not to the death, but till one could deliver a killing blow. As the fighter accepted, Airizone restricted himself to 3% of his current power as the battle began.The fighter was quick and easily around Airizone's current level of speed, but his power was lacking even against his weakened power, but he made up for it with raw amounts of mana and magic control.

As they continued to fight, the fighter began to slow down drastically as he couldn't keep up with Airizone any longer.

Airizone finally put the fighter to the ground and put a sword to his neck as Airizone said, "Yield now."

The fighter, no longer in any condition to fight, begrudgingly yielded.

Airizone picked the fighter up and asked what his name was.

The fighter gave a small smile and said, "Valt, what's it to ya?"

Airizone extended a hand. Don't go dying valt, you'll be needed in the future. Remember these words carefully: while the idea of justice and peace may change, while heroes may be considered good or evil, while legends may die and fade, one thing that will never change is war. Because times may change, war will always evolve.

"You'll find out in time," Airizone smirked, "but for now, I'll be on my way."I found out what I wanted as he left.

A creature watched from afar, not too close to be sensed. As quickly as it appeared, it disappeared, only leaving a small scale in its wake. Nothing more.

As a Phoenix flew through the skies, a great eagle was flying just behind, not hunting but as its protector as a wolf the size of a person walked up to Airizone with a curious look on his face, as it seemed like many a mythical creature was wanting to meet the king of the dragons.

Minotaurs, drakes, werewolves, great eagles, the Phoenix, and other creatures gathered in large numbers.

People found an opportunity and they tried to take it.

While mages tried their destruction schools of magic to maximize their chances of killing monsters, to their horror, not a single mythical creature was injured. There was a human with a dragon's arm standing there holding the arrows in the air as the smoke was still present. His right eye glowed the brightest green. You could see it right through the smoke.

"Do you seek glory or honor by killing those who do not seek to fight but to obtain peace for their kind?" he asked, his smile twisted.

As a couple of their priests and crusaders began asking for their god to smite the unholy abomination they faced and grant them protection against the evil he represented, they launched more arrows and magical attacks at him to try and overwhelm him.

As their prayers began to get louder and louder,

Airizone said this while cracking his knuckles and neck.

As he walked slowly up to the front formation, through the hail of arrows and magical attacks, not even bothering to dodge them, he just took each and every hit.

His right eye glowed with an unnatural glowing green as his teeth showed through his smile. Now it was my turn for some fun.

There are 50 of you religious zealots here; make peace with your deity now, because I will send you to meet him or her in just a few moments.

As he put his hands to the side and said, "Please, if you feel you can stop me, prove it."

The first of the crusaders began charging him while speaking the language of the gods to grant him strength to vanquish the monster in front of him.

"Grant your loyal soldier his request," Airizone said, smiling, "for he is only doing what you want after all."

He continues to laugh the entire time he is speaking.

As the sky opened up and light shone through, as all the soldiers now glowed with a holy light, Airizone smirked, "That's better now. I don't have to hold back as much. "

He grabbed the one charging him by the neck, snapping it instantly. He then spun around, grabbed his mace, and struck the three people directly to his flank.As the mace shattered with one swing, he then began bouncing between each and every one, grabbing one dagger, throwing through a person stabbing one with a sword, he picked up and smashing their armor with nothing more than his fist.

He turned to the final priest and said, "Looking for war while spouting bullshit of justice, forgiveness, love, and hope while slaughtering those who do not share your ideals. The hypocrisy with how you choose to live your lives is as redundant as the air you breathe. The more bullshit you speak, the more your followers grow, the more power you gain.

Go back to those you held court with and tell them to either change or die. The choice is theirs and theirs alone.

The priest was absolutely terrified and scared to even speak to the being who had just slaughtered a small group of soldiers like nothing. He just simply nodded and ran to the nearest church as he needed to inform those above him of the horror he had just witnessed.

Airizone just walked calmly back to the mythical creatures and said that all their problems would be solved in rather short order, as he grinned with a twisted smile that was anything but reassuring.

The day grew late as a meeting of high-ranking church officials met in secret to avoid raising suspicion of their activities. They spoke of events that had occurred when one of the higher ranking officials yelled at the council for approaching the territory of the strongest of ancient ones, as they called Airizone and a few others by this distinction. The council then began arguing about how to work this to their advantage. Unbeknownst to them, a figure came out of the shadows, chuckling at their stupidity.

You know, nothing you could plan could save you from his wrathful nature. Nothing you do could appease him, and absolutely nothing you could say would stop him from ripping your head off as a trophy and a warning to others, as you have made the first move in a war you chose to start.

As the figure came out of the shadows,

It was harvest.

I am just chuckling away at the sheer stupidity of these humans.

I'm not here to judge. I'm not here to take your lives. I'm here simply as an observer, as a watcher of the show that's about to unfold because I have NEVER SEEN ANYONE ACTUALLY INTENTIONALLY START A FULL ON WAR WITH AIRIZONE HIMSELF."

How fucking stupid do you have to be to actively make the first move on Airizone to start a war? War is his entire thing, and he is war in the worst way possible.

He might show mercy to like 3 of you because, well, someone needs to be alive when he asks if you want to surrender.

As reapers continued to rate their chances of survival as bleak, Airizone becoming bored became their only hope of survival.

As an arrow pierced Airizone's chest just left of his lung, he let out a small sigh, looked to the woods, and at the same time a person could blink was informed of the culprit. The would-be assassin was terrified because no one had yet survived his attack.With a smile, Airizone tells you that if you take me to your guild leader, I'll let you live; if you don't, I'll rip your fucking head clean off your body and feed it to the hounds as a meal.

The assassin was scared shitless and couldn't respond.

As Airizone looked at him, waiting for his response,

As he shook away his fear for a solitary moment, the assassin, who by all rights should have been dead, responded with teeth grit, "I will never disobey the guild, I will never betray them. You'll have to kill me because I won't take you to Themas." Airizone smiled and said, "You have made your choice. I commend you for your honor. Now you shall die like a warrior."

As Airizone raised his weapon for the kill, his blade was blocked but not fully as the weapon that blocked was shattered like it was nothing more than a toy.

As Airizone looked surprised, while the body was new, the magic and power were unmistakable. It was shade.

Shade responded with coyness that no one else could replicate what the matter was. The oversized lizard was angry now.

As Airizone looked at Shade and chuckled, so Shade, why is it that you can never seem to find a weapon that lasts longer than a sneeze? It's almost like you can't handle the weapons you pick up. Maybe you should use the twigs you might get somewhere.

Shade turned to face Airizone, saying, "Now look, you sorry ass excuse for a dragon; I may not be able to use every single weapon like you, but at least I can plan a decent strategy without it failing."

As the back and forth went on for a bit, the assassin just stood there completely dumbfounded.

The leader of the assassins' guild was talking to a target like they were friends, kind of, not really. He didn't understand.

As Airizone looked at Shade, he smiled as he put his sword in its sheath. What brings you out here? I thought you'd be more accustomed to the dealings of royalty. Hold up, Shade. What's with the new look?

Shade replied with a simple "I don't know what you're talking about, lizard. I'm the same as I always was, with a sly smile on my face. "

Shade chuckled. What can I say, I'm on a different level than these weaklings you compared me to?

As they continued to talk, their demeanors changed from hostile, wanting to kill one another, to friends to frenemies so quickly that the poor assassin's mental health was diminishing faster than Airizone could kill a god.

Simi, seriously, what's the contract with me this time and how much is it? said Airizone.

Shade replied with a jokingly serious response, not nearly serious enough for me to deal with your ass today.

Airizone asked, So you're the leader of the assassins guild of this era, shade

Shade replied coyly, "Maybe I don't know if it could be me without it being me, couldn't it?"

Airizone went down in serious shade "I'm about to put an end to the church's crusades against dragons, vampires, werewolves, and hell," he grinned, cracking his knuckles."I'm going to make them regret their choices for the last 200 years. See, they went out of their way to attack me and the council, so my actions count as retaliation for their starting a war with me. "

Shade taken back by Airizones' quick temperment change Well, lizard, I am the leader of all assassins and the one they respond to, but are you really about to wage war against the church? It seems to go against what you truly want. They can't even sort out what they truly want. They don't know if people are good and deserve to be saved or are totally evil and need damnation. So, are you going to punish the wicked and help the righteous?

Shade went by a tree, so lizard, what's your plan I mean, I'm aware of the situation already, but what is your overall plan? What is your goal? What do you want to accomplish with a war against the church?

Airizone laughed No, I'm not at war with the church itself, but rather, he grins sickeningly, I'm at war with the army and the leaders of the church's warriors. The soldiers under God I plan on eradicating them as the church has insulted the dragons by attacking them and making them scapegoats. I will raise to the ground the two countries that are the most guilty of needle slaughter of elves, dwarves, werewolves, dragons,

Shade realized that it was pointless to talk to Airizone in this state, so he left to get his people out of Dodge before Airizone started the slaughter.

As Airizone began to laugh, he turned to the gods watching him and said, "You might want to prepare your best because when I'm done with them, you're next, I have four on my shitlist and ohhhh, I'll make your lives hell."

Airizone's right eye began to glow a bright green, his smile resembled that of a monster let loose, and his laughter made even his allies question their safety.

The Reaper, who was at the main settlement of the church for the war, facepalmed hard enough to be hard 15 meters away as he looked at some of the officials that were close to him with the emotion that they should've run when they had the chance to.

As he realized that the church's predicament was only getting worse,

Airizone began his march alone. No soldiers, no army behind him. His footsteps were echoed by the force of a legion, hundreds of thousands strong.His laughter rang out further than the battle drums of the dwarves in the mountain caves. He marched to the first city of guilt of dragon slaying with no cause, no remorse, and no reason. He was going to show how defenseless they were against a true monster. As he reached the gates, he yelled loud enough to be heard throughout the whole city. If you wish to retreat and run from this place, you have 4 hours to leave. This extends to civilians, guards, and even members of the church. But after those 4 hours, all who live here are forfeited, and anyone remaining will be killed no matter who they are. I will show no mercy.

As some of the civilians left, the rest of the place chuckled at the audacity of a single person. Not realizing that it was Airizone that had issued the warning, they joked and mocked him. The defender of dragons. They mocked dragons as stupid monsters that needed to be destroyed.

Airizone's smile sickened, his eyes glowing beneath his helmet, so much so that there was a light from it.

As he retorted, you have one hour left to pray that your walls can hold me so I can shatter your hopes before your eyes.

As the hour came to an end, the Airizone grabbed his sword and let out the loudest warcry anyone there had heard. The slaughter began as he ran at the gates, shattering them with his sheer force.The people there were horrified because, as he said, no one escaped him. The soldiers were powerless. The guards were killed before they could elude him.

As he finished with this city, he simply walked to the main encampment of the church. It was nice and calm. Not a single emotion escaped him. He was now at war. He was now the same soldier who faced and massacred the destroyers. The same soldiers that killed armies in battle. He was at war. He now couldn't be beaten because, as he was, it wasn't madness, rage, or even hatred that guided him, it was war itself. No tactician could rival him. No fighter could match him. No strategy could defeat him. Not by those in the war at hand.

As he reached the church's campsite, even the reaper was afraid of Airizone. As he could see his mentality, it wasn't hard to see he was sane, not crazy. He could see that for every action he took, it was calculated, measured, and thought of 10 steps ahead. The humans were playing in the palms of his hands, and they didn't even realize it.

No one knew how they'd achieved their technological growth in such a short time, just a few hundred years since the nation's creation. While speculation was evident and spread from mythical deities, gods, and even magical foresight, for the last 30 years, they were relatively peaceful with others until they decided to take it upon themselves to declare themselves better than all and wage a war against all non-human species as they were inferior to them in their perspective. This included dragons, elves, dwarves, vampires, etc.

The land of Camelot had established itself as a warring nation in God's name. They fought many times with other nations with the holy blade Excalibur in the hands of their king. Their latest king of renown, Arthur, was a skilled fighter and believed in a holy mandate that saw him kill more dragons than any one person had before. Even legendary dragon slayers had only managed to kill at most 6 or 7 dragons, while Arthur, who wasn't even 26 yet, had killed more than 50 dragons.

During Airizone's little war with the church's military, Camelot and Atlantis had made moves of their own. Atlantis had sent some of their warriors to the land of Transylvania with orders to destroy as much as possible. During a confrontation, the group ended up killing more than just a few innocent non-combatant vampires with their mission to kill anything that wasn't human. There were many casualties. Meanwhile, Camelot had discovered a dragon nursery and Arthur himself went and killed the young dragons, dragon newts, and even the dragonlings. The lone survivor was a wyvern, whom Arthur believed he had mortally wounded.

Shade had received the report from Dracula himself, while on the other hand, Airizone received the report from not only the one who had survived the wyvern but a spirit who sensed darkness in their land. When they had arrived, they saw the remains of the nursery

Airizone showed no emotion at first, until the pressure around him made the air almost unbearable. His eyes glowed as he stood up and walked not to the field but to a forge. The sounds of ripping were heard as Airizone didn't even scream, not even a yell. As others came to see what was happening, the pounding of what sounded like metal was deafening. Reaper Mercy Morrigan even wanted to see what was happening. Grace was curious but stayed behind the group. They all saw the arm on the anvil. The pounding continued to a point that it began to rattle the foundation of the building. Each hammer hit sent shockwaves from the anvil.

He shook everything around him as a blank, emotionless face rested upon Airizone as his eyes were the only indication that he was feeling anything right now. It glowed intensely. The pounding intensified. Each hit seemed to gradually increase the rage. He felt every hit of the hammer begin to ring longer.

Shade didn't have anything to create as he went right to business. He went to Atlantis with the intention of finding out why they had decided to wage war, not that it would change his mind and what he was about to do, but to see if there was yet another target to destroy after or if it was just dumb humans being even dumber than before.

As he arrived, they admittedly attacked Shade. No question, Shade, with very little power, instantly killed those with a shadow slash that had left yet another weapon destroyed.

He continued to walk to the biggest building, a massive towering structure that held all the leading powers of Atlantis.

As the highest-seated bastard began to speak, the shade simply said, "You are already dead, but maybe one of you can prove yourself useful to me."

And tell me how you got so technologically advanced and tell me whose doctrine you follow.

As everyone was silent, one spoke up, to the displeasure of everyone else in the room.

The single diplomat stepped up to the shade with respect, not hostility, as he began to tell a story that his father had told him about a glowing white and gold being coming to the city, speaking of ideology that revolved around the core aspect of justice and nothing else.

Following this, the being was given a single piece of technology on which everything else was based.

After this, the people of Atlantis began to take these beings' words and apply them to life.

After that, well, we begin to go down a path of destruction that we ourselves are to blame for, as we should have sought peace rather than war.

Judging by your arrival here, my words rang true, shadow master.

Shade was confused by his words because he had thought he had eliminated all records of his existence.

As the council began to speak out against this diplomat and ordered him to speak, he simply said that it wasn't his place to speak to those above his station to make the conference. He was just doing his due diligence to allow all parties to be on the same page.

As he began to walk out, stating he was no longer needed for the meeting to continue,

Shade sent a shadow after him, but he vanished without a trace.

Not like invisibility, like he wasn't there in the first place.

Shade was again confused by this person as he simply walked out and wasn't there.

He then turned his attention to the council, who were bickering amongst themselves.

Shade said, with a bit of force behind his words, "Are you done trying to see who's a bigger dic or are you going to start circle jerking?" If so, I'm leaving.

The Dark Master Shade just killed them. These idiots didn't even decide their own laws, they just allowed the dipshit brother of Airizone to boss them around. They need to be killed before they infect the rest of humanity with their stupidity.

Shade internally said yes, but if we can get more information from them, we can bury Mirizone with his own inconsistencies of justice and break his mind. Do you really think any of these jerks are going to be as helpful as the one dude, like, think about it? Even after you asked if they were going to start circle jerking, they haven't stopped bickering.

Shade sighed as he knew the dark master, for once, was right. Well, we can at least say that this time we are curing humanity of a disease that would have killed them. The dark master chimed in, "Yup, the disease of idiocy and stupidity of worshiping Mirizone."

As shadows crushed the escape routes out of the city, shades' eyes began to shift to a completely different type of eye that is somewhat undesirable as they don't have a color per se, rather they look like a void, a swirling void that's in place but moving with a nonexistent current.

As the dark master began to speak, his words weren't understood by the people in front of him but his actions were. The destruction of Atlantis was swift and brutal as the dark master didn't even really toy with his people as he just wanted them dead.

As the buildings began to collapse because of the weight of the city no longer being supported, everyone was already dead and in pools of blood.

The sea quickly took the city without even a scream, sinking with an eerie quiet.

As the hammer blows began to lessen, the anvil no longer echoed or chimed with a distant ringing.

As Airizone picked up his creation, a blade with the same blue markings that were on his arm went down the whole blade, even the bladed grip guard, as the handle went right to the blade with a lack of a traditional grip.

As Airizone walked out, the door shade just appeared in the now locked room.

Airizone went to a field outside of Camelot with full armor except for his helmet. He stood on the field and issued a single chilling order for every warrior, every knight, soldier, crusader mercenary, rougearcher, and archer, and thief to meet him upon the field of battle and die with honor or die as a dog who didn't even attempt to fight back.

And a very special message for Arthur to meet him only when the field of battle was drenched in the blood of those who died with honor.

Airizone's sword seemed to crackle with lightning, as if the blade itself was alive. alive.

Mercy realized the men were dead for the first time, and Mirizone was terrified of his brother for the first time, having seen him shape his own arm into a blade to fight with. Mercy realized the men were dead for the first time, and Mirizone was terrified of his brother for the first time, having seen him shape his own arm into a blade to fight with.

As it took four days for all of Camelot to prepare itself for war,

As the sky opened with lightning, it spread through the sky like a light. Then. The rain began to pour as the front line charged at Airizone. He's He walked forward, then started to pick up speed until it was a full on run. Then... Then, as if on cue, the lightning began to light up the field as night had arrived. Then. The soldiers never stood a chance as Airizone didn't use his power, none, none of his abilities, not even dragon’s eye. Then. The only thing he used was his sword. The sword was the creation of war. This. This piece of him as it sliced through the armor and armor and destroyed the enemy's weapons like they were nothing. Airizone finally had a weapon that was his own again. Not. This was not just a sword that worked; this was his own sword. His. His pride as a dragon was on full display.

Arthur was finally permitted to go on the battlefield as he walked through the carnage. Once, Once a military full of pride met a monster and their demise, in his eyes, Airizone was nothing but a monster that needed to die to prove that he was the righteous hand of the gods and that the original dragon was just one more conquest he needed to defeat. defeat.

As Excalibur glowed with holy light, Airizone's blade seemed to respond in kind with a blue hue that crackled with lightning around the whole blade. Then. The swords themselves were opposing nature's one of the slaying of dragons, demons, and monsters, the other forged with the pride of a dragon. Then. The swords wanted nothing more than to destroy one another.

As the fight began, Arthur began fighting on what he thought was Airizone's best, as both began to quicken their attacks.

Every time Arthur attacked, the sword just slid down Airizone's sword right off his bladed hand guard as the battle

Continued: Arthur failed to realize that his sword was cracking because he was hyper fixated on killing Airizone while Airizone was purposely twisting the knife by saying that the death of Arthur's soldiers was his own doing.

As Arthur went for a full power swing, Airizone attacked the blade full force, shattering it into Arthur.

As Airizone walked up to him and simply said, "You," you could have had an empire that lasted. You. You could have created a nation with your power. "Things." You could have done great things.

But you forced me to hand to the dragon slayer by attacking those that weren't even a full year old, attacking those who were powerless,

I'll show you just how powerless you are.

As Airizone's attention went to the cliffside city of Camelot, it channeled a small fraction of power, launching a single bolt of lightning in front of it, as Camelot was destroyed by not only the bolt of lightning but by the fall into the sea.

all while Arthur watched.

As Airizone returned to Arthur, he put his hand on his sword. "This." "This is the price you pay." He cut through Arthur from shoulder to shoulder as his body slumped to the ground as Excalibur was shattered in front of his body.

The church's main weapons of war were destroyed in the last 3 hours. No The church's main militarized strength was no longer present. As a result, its power and influence shrank significantly, and it appeared to retreat within itself to the outside world. Then. The church's presence was a few random priests, priests, and bishops that traveled the land in search of redemption and pilgrimage.

Airizone went to the destroyed nursery in the hopes of finding some respite from the carnage that had befallen it, and against all odds, a single dragon survived. A small female dragon was barely alive, but she was alive, and he picked her up as she was barely strong enough to stand. Airizone went to the destroyed nursery in the hopes of finding some respite from the carnage that had befallen it, and against all odds, a single dragon survived. A small female dragon was barely alive, but she was alive, and he picked her up as she was barely strong enough to stand. She was only 3 years old.

Her skin was a rainbow of colors.Those. Those colors were white,white, red,red, black,black,green, and blue. They were. She was all around her, almost like they were wrapped around her. Airizone named her Tiamat, the first dragon he had actually named in the last 600 years.

Airizone then took the small dragon to a safe nursery as the Chinese people worshiped the dragons and anyone who attempted to attack a dragon had a small army to get through before even reaching the entrance of the nursery.

Airizone vanished after two years of watching over nurseries all over the world; no one knew where he went. Airizone vanished after two years of watching over nurseries all over the world; no one knew where he went.

Shortly after the destruction of Camelot and Atlantis, the second child of a family of magicians, was born. Then. The first child was gifted in the ways of illusions. His name was Jace.

The second was a girl.

The family had named her Chance, as she was born when two stars were shooting across the night sky.

When she was five, whenever she participated in activities where ranged attacks were aimed at her, they would miss, either by hitting the ground or flying by her.

Butcher's was hers and was never missed. She grew up with her talented brother and for a time, everything was ok.

But Chancehad a little too much curiosity for her own good.

One day, on one of her travels outside the safety of the village she was in, she saw a group of people that weren't people. They just seemed different, like they were human shaped, but they were wrong. Their actions, how they walked,walked, it was all wrong, wrong.

She tried to make sense of what was happening, but her mind couldn't understand just what was wrong. Their movements were sluggish and parts of them were falling off like they were dead, but no living creature could be dead. As her mind raced, she was caught off guard by one of the things as it was looking right at her.

She didn't move or breathe. Luckily for her, the thing's final eye plopped out, and it just turned around as if being ordered to.

As she gathered herself

Chance had tried to rationalize the situation, but she couldn't remember what she couldn't remember what no one had told her about magic that could raise the dead, let alone an army of them.

She tried to get back to the village, but this time she was found not by one of those things but by a couple of scouts.

As the scouts began to move closer, she noticed that they made no noise, as if the forest made them invisible to all who didn't see them.

As Chance began to fear for her life as she didn't know if the elves were friend or foe,

Just then, an arrow flew by her and hit one of the reanimated corpses as it fell down. The elf disappeared and stabbed it with his dagger.

Chance was amazed by them.

But it wasn't the elven scouts that drew her attention; it was the 2 wolves that were about 4 feet tall. One of the wolves' furs was dark as night with red markings. The other was a combination of white and black fur that also had a few red markings. The other weird thing about this particular wolf was that it had 2 tails.

The two wolves were destroying the reanimated corpses faster than they had appeared, as chance couldn't believe their behavior, as the wolves defended not only the elves but her as well, as they didn't allow any of the corpses to get close to her.

She always wandered out of the village to the outskirts, but she never actually experienced any sort of conflict. No real fight that put her life on the line, no animal that put her life in danger. She had never experienced fear before then. It was something others had felt but never had. She was never in any danger, but now she didn't know what to do.

Jace started to worry about his sister as she never stayed out too long, maybe a couple of hours at most, but that was it. She never stayed out past the sunset.

As he began to get his things prepared to leave the house, something in his gut told him something was really wrong.

(Modern era)

A hooded figure walks calmly through the streets of the city's heart.

He was walking to a bar with one hand in his pocket, not knowing if it was still there.

He gets to the street as there are like six people watching from the rooftops across the street.

He manages to find it. The name didn't even change after all these years. It's still called the Dragon's Tooth Tavern.

A small smirk grows on his face as he enters.

He goes up to the counter and asks for the strongest drink they have.

The bartender stops because the last time someone asked for a drink, they left on a stretcher. The man goes up to the person and says, "I'm sorry sir, but I highly recommend against it." The drink is too strong for most people. Hell, most races can't even drink it. Most demons can barely handle it.

As the guy simply laughs it off, "Indulge me," he says, as the bartender says, "Don't say I didn't warn you, sir."

The mug is filled to the brim as it slides down as the bartender goes towards the phone to call the paramedics because of past experience with the drink.

The guy at the bar grabs the drink with one hand and downs it like it's nothing.

Everyone in the bar was shocked as the mug came down as he asked for another.

As the bartender compiles mug after mug after mug, he continues to just down the drink with no problems whatsoever.

The person stands up and asks how much. As the bartender pulls up the required amount, the patron gives 20 fully gold coins and says keep the change for damage acquired as he walks out the rear exit.

"Look, I don't mind if you're up there watching me, but could you please give me some space? It's like you want to see me shit," he says as he walks out.

I'm not into that.

If you don't get down, I'm going to come to you, so you have 5 seconds to decide.

He looks up as 20 people come out of nowhere. Oh, that's not all of you. Come on, don't make me beg to see those that were following me. I'd feel bad because it seems like you really want to see me.

up close and personal

He cracks his knuckles and looks at you. You really don't want to do this. Trust me, it won't end well for you. That is the only warning you are going to get.

As the 20 all jumped at once, in less than a blink of the eye, all 20 went flying, and the hood came off, revealing it was Airizone, as he had a wide grin on his face.

Man, there was no point in even trying when you weren't even close to me.

Now to deal with those on the roof

As the squad on the roof began to worry about Airizone being violent towards them, as they knew they couldn't take him in a fight, the moment they went to move away from the rooftops, he was there in front of them with a small smirk.

He was calm, which worried them more than him being aggravated.

Airizone spoke up with a small question about who they were and what their goal of the night was.

As the first one responded, "It's been a long time. If you don't remember my name, Valt, well, you fought with me."

The second one, Chance, the Dragon of War, stepped forward. I haven't had the pleasure of meeting you yet.

The third was quiet as he simply said, "You don't need to know me, just know that I know you."

Airizone chuckled at this, as he knew all too well who he was.

The final answer was, "Hey, Airizone, it's been a long time since I last saw you," as Airizone froze in place. He quickly went from nonchalant to "I fucked up real quick."

As the air chilled around him,

He looked at her and said, "Mercy, what have you been up to?"

Mercy looked at him with this mother fucker look and said, "Before I even answer your ass."

She freezes him on the spot.

Where have you been? You know the shit that has been happening in your absence? The world has damn near killed itself twice. The dragons waged war against the world. Humans have tried to destroy themselves countless times. You were nowhere to be found. You were the war dragon, and I HAD TO FUCKIN TAKE OVER IN YOUR PLACE, YOU FUCKIN DIPSHIT.

For fucksake, fighting in war after war is tiring for anyone but your ass.

GUESS WHO ELSE HAD TO COVER FOR YOUR DUMBASS SHADE, AND HE AIN'T IT HAPPY ABOUT IT BECAUSE HE JUST WANTED TO BE LEFT ALONE, BUT NOOO HE HAD TO DEAL WITH COUNTLESS DRAGON PROBLEMS BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T BE FOUND, AND BECAUSE YOU SAID TO THE DRAGONS IF YOU COULDN'T BE FOUND, AND

Not to mention, DEATH'S LIKE FUCKIN HELL DEALINGS. YOU DAMN NEAR FUCKIN DO EVERYTHING IN THIS FUCKING DIMENSION AND YOU DISAPPEAR AND IT GOSE STRIGHT TO HELL.

He is still recovering from the blow. I swear to you dumbass, if you don't have a good damn reason for disappearing, I'm going to kick your ass.

As everyone else slowly started to back away because they wanted no part of this primordial discussion,

As Mercy continued to yell at Airizone, a shade appeared, almost on cue, with a solemn expression on his face.

Airizone said, "Hey, shade. I'm kind of tied up at the moment."

Shade looked at him with a bitchy look.

He doesn't even realize why she's pissed with him.

As Shade went to her and placed his hand on her shoulder, he said, "Look, he's not going to understand if you just keep yelling at him in a non-warrior manner. He understands war, not feelings."

Let me

As he approached him,

Look at Airi. You need to report it to someone before leaving your post. Tell someone who knows what you might be doing before dropping off the grid.

Airizone looks to be shaded with an ohh shit oops look on his face.

Shade then go, look, I don't work for free. I don't know how long you were gone in primordial time, but in earth time you owe me about 2,500 years' worth of time, and I expect to be paid in full. So here's what I propose. I want three favors done. I don't know what they are right now, but when I ask you to do what I ask, I expect it to be completed without questions.

That's all you want, Airizone, and it's not a problem. Shade, all you had to do was ask.

Is the dark master in Shades' head stupid? He just agreed to three favors without even trying to bargain, complain, or anything else. It was just a genuine yes, no problem. No wonder he does so much of it. Don't think he just jumps, dude.

Shade looks at Mercy, so Mercy got some news. You know that favor you asked for a while back? Well, it's done, but well, she asked for some really weird changes.

Shade glanced for a second at her. What are you talking about not thinking about because of the situation with Airizone?

In his head,

Ohhhh shade, you haven't forgotten, did ya?

Shade stopped as it wasn't a dark master talkin'

As shade heard giggling behind him,

What shade doesn't recall me?

As Shade looked behind him, he knew right away, but she looked different. He asked Rola.

She smiled broadly. I know you enjoy what you see, but what makes it worse? He tried to talk to her through his mind, so he couldn't lie to her.

Shade tried to think of something to say that wouldn't alert the others to how happy he was to see her, but he knew she could just read his mind as she smirked at his predicament and said out loud, "What's the matter, speechless to see me again?"

As Airizone looked to mercy, he asked, "Can you unfreeze me?"

What on earth were you doing?

Airizone smiled, "Well let's see, in the first two hundred years I fought in seven different wars, then got caught up in a thousand year war that actually lasted a thousand years, then waged a war on eight different dimensions of gods because they were ruling their dimensions with a war mentality, so I stopped it by killing them all, then hopped around for another few thousand years of war hopping, ending it with a good old war of soldiers that lasted two hundred years. That kinda sums up my last 40,000 years, as he smiled.

Everyone in the room is looking at Airizone with a what the fuck look.

He goes, "It's the truth. Can I be unfrozen please?"

She sighed the shit I had to deal with as she unfroze her ass, then cracked his body that had been frozen for a few minutes.

It was insignificant.

He smiled and said, "Thank you."

As Mercy blushed a bit, not enough to be noticed by Airizone but enough to be noticed by Shade and Rola, as Rola talked to Shade mentally, "Hey, Shade, did you notice that?

He responded with a nod of shit about the only person who was not sensitive to his feelings.

As Shade notices this, Rola smiles sinisterly and asks, "What are you thinking?" She simply has no idea what you're talking about. I'm only thinking about what's best for everyone.

Shade looks at her and says, "I'm totally not going to use Airizone for shit. I can't be bothered with Rola Shade. I didn't know you could lie."

Shade looks at her with a more sinister than me look, and she gives a cutesy look.

An hugs his arm and says, "Let's get out of here. I guarantee now that Airizone's back, it's gonna get real busy round here, so let him deal with it."

As he looks at her with I'm going to regret this later, don't I look

As Shade and Rola disappear through a portal that takes them to a different location than what Shade wanted, as he screamed, "Fuck you damn it, why won't you work when I want you to?"

As Mercy looks at Airizone, what is your plan now?

"What else am I going to be myself and have some fun while relaxing for a year or two, maybe a battle or so, but nothing serious for a while," Airizone simply states.

With a shite-eating grin on his face, she facepalmed and said, "You do what ya want; I don't want any part of it now."

As Airizone walks around a few days later,

He notices a massive shootout with four squads of police soldiers and swat members pinned down. He walks up to them and says, "Hey, what's the matter? These guys don't seem to have you outgunned."

As the police officer looked at him, she told him to run away and get the hell out of the arena. Airizone simply smiled and walked out to the center of the road as everyone in the building stopped shooting for a moment and stared at him, astounded by this bastard's audacity.

He looked at the building and took a deep breath and shouted, "The First One To Shoot Me Between The Eyes Gets Fifty Dollars And The Right To Live." Everyone else in the building looked at him with a dude this dumbass wants to die look.

So a sniper on the roof exclaims, "You mean I get fifty dollars if I hit you between the eyes?"

Airizone replied with a "Yup, and you get to live to see another day because I'm bored."

As the sniper lined up the shot, he fired, hitting Airizone on the bridge of the nose, dead between the eyes.

His head went back, but he didn't fall.

He then snapped his head forward as everyone in the building started to shoot him with machine guns, rifles, and miniguns. He just stood there with a grin on his face as he got shot to hell.

They fired upon him for 2 minutes non-stop until they all needed to reload.

As everyone else looked at him with fear, he asked, "Are they done?" and "Is it my turn?"

He then grabbed a shotgun from a cop car and ran into the building.

On the first two floors, he simply used the gun he had tactically acquired. He then grabbed a knife and began to slice through them like it was nothing, until the blade broke inside a dude who had a nice pistol. He then just continued to walk nice and slowly as he got ammo for his weapons while being shot up.

As the door to the roof went flying off,

As Airizone walked up to the dude with a smile as he put the shotgun on his back and the pistol in one of his pockets, he reached into a separate pocket and pulled out fifty dollars and handed it to him with an aaid, "You earned this fair and square."

He then jumped off the roof of the 8-story building and landed in front of the cops and said, "Ya know, this shotgun is really good. I'm going to keep it. Where do I go to pay for it?"

The cops look at him.

He smiled and said he was willing to pay 60,000 dollars because it seemed like a fair trade to me.

They all looked at him.

He is dead serious. The one goes straight to the station on Fifth Street, completely joking, but Airizone vanishes before he knows it.

Next thing he knew, he was getting a radio call about someone paying 60,000 dollars for a shotgun at the station.

He blinked, not understanding what had happened.

It's been about three weeks since Airizone returned from wherever he had gone. Every time he was asked where he had gone, he was vague in his answer. The only two he gave any sort of real information instead of his ohh here there for war BS were Shade and Mercy. After she confronted him and demanded the truth, he held out until he went and got Shade and made sure no one could pry into it.

As Airizone got back into the swing of day-to-day duties as the Dragon King, a pretty big problem came to light.

This was a problem that honestly should not have happened, but

Shade, while dealing with many things behind the scenes for hell and the dragons, left one overlooked detail. Tiamat had been attacked, and well, she was going to retaliate because no one attacked her and got away with it if she had a choice. And well, as a result of her connections with not only Airizone because he was the one who oversaw how she was raised but Chaos as well, Chaos took a high liking to this female dragon goddess raised by none other than Airizone.

But as Tiamat was in the process of going to attack the ones who had attacked her, Airizone showed up and tried talking to her, but once he got there, for unknown reasons, a rift in dimensions appeared and both were sucked into it, sending them to a completely different dimensional plane of existence.

As Airizone was shot out of the dimensional rift, he was sent into 8 separate skyscrapers, 3 billboards, and 5 penthouses before crashing into the streets of the city. His clothes, from the chest up, were completely destroyed. His chest had 4 different steel rods penetrating right through clear to the other side, and his stomach area had such a massive gash that most of his organs had hit the street in front of him.

As Airizone began to pick himself up, he noticed his left arm was completely broken, which came as no surprise to him, so he simply ripped it off. Healing broken bones was too much of a pain in the ass, especially when the little ones shattered. You had to find the little ones and guide them back to their proper place. It's too much work just to heal the arm nice and simply.

Everyone looked at him in horror as he ripped himself apart before regrowing his arm in mere seconds.

As he popped his left shoulder to ensure the arm grew back properly, two DPTF officers approached him and asked if he would kindly explain why he was flying in a designated no-fly zone while remaining professional, despite the fact that he had just healed from lethal injuries right in front of their eyes.

Airizone turned to the officers with a dead serious face and said, "Why do I need to tell you anything? I just fell out a few thousand fuckin miles, crashed through skyscrapers and crashed into the street. In my humble opinion, you need to tell me where the fuck Tiamat is before I do something drastic."

One officer radios for backup as a red dragon didn't take to the officers' getting threatened nicely, as he looked at Airizone and said, "Who are you?". You are just a nobody, some random asshole who thinks he's above the law. You're not, so either cooperate or I'm going to make you pay. "

Airizone smirks at this and chuckles at the audacity of this child. Now look kid, I'm not in the mood to explain not to disrespect your elders, but if you want to fight me, as Airizone says, if you attack me, I'm not responsible for what happens. It's all on you. You are welcome to test me.

As the dragon became enraged, he attempted to strike Airizone, but something stopped him, prompting Airizone to say, "Awe, look at that, the child at least knows how to punch. Let me show you how I punch." As the dragon flew into a building with enough force to cause the dragon to become stuck in the wall, Airizone said, "Man, I barely touched him. You are damn weak."

“Who else wants a piece of me? Any takers?”

As the crowd begins to back away as the officers start trying to get anyone, they can finally get a response that backs up on its way.

As 2 female dragons arrive on the scene, Airizone looks at them. "Ohh look at these two acting like big shots, just who the hell are you and, after telling me who the fuck you are, tell me where the hell is Tiamat. If you do not freaking tell me, I will destroy everything till you do."

The two were taken aback not only by his lack of knowledge about who they were, but also by his threat.

As they nodded, not believing he had the power, he said he did. One began to absorb the magic in the area as the other approached him, believing he couldn't overpower her. She now spoke calmly, "Now relax please. You are scaring everyone here. You surely don't want us dragons to be viewed negatively right now trying to appeal to his humanity."

Airizone began to laugh slowly at first, but it got full on psychotic as he began to smile. That made both of them take a step back. As Airizone spoke in a way that seemed to echo around everything, the city seemed to become his voice as it echoed with a sinister and just vile tone. I DON'T CARE HOW PEOPLE SEE US. I GO IN EVERY DIMENSION. People use any justification to hunt, kill, threaten, and prosecute TORMENT AS FAR AS MOST "PEOPLES'' ARE CONCERNED. I DON'T CARE IF THEY ARE EXTERMINATED FROM EXISTENCE. SO DON'T TRY TO APPEXIST.

You hold no power. You are beneath me. So I will ask one more time before I get forceful. Where is Tiamat?

As the two began to rethink their strategy, they just nodded to one another, still believing they had got this handled.

As Airizone began to release his restraints on his power the city began to shake as if an 20. 5 earthquake was happening as Airizone SAID YOU WASTED YOUR LAST CHANCE NOW WE DO THINGS MY WAY AS AN EXPLOSION WAS HEARD BUT IT SOUNDED IN THE DISTANT TO EVERYONE'S HORROR PARTS OF THE MOON BEGAN TO FALL AS THE CITY BEGAN ALMOST TEARING ITSELF APART ROADS STARTED CRACKING AS AIRIZONE DISAPPEAR DISAPPEARED GRABBED THE ONE WHO WAS DRAWING THE MAGIC FROM THE AREA HE THREW HER TRYING TO REMOVE HER NOT BECAUSE SHE WAS A THREAT JUST ANNOYING AS HE TURNED TO THE OTHER AN LAUNCHED MULTIPLE BLOTS OF LIGHTNING THAT HIT BUILDINGS AROUND HER as she dodged trying to stay alive

As Airizone looked on with disappointment he spoke with a booming echo that still resonates with the surrounding buildings where us your rage where is YOUR PRIDE AS A DRAGON Where is your WRATH? You SHOULD HATE ME. You SHOULD WANT ME DEAD IS THIS NOT YOUR HOME IS THIS NOT WHAT YOU WANT DO YOU SEEK POWER TO PROTECT TO KILL TO DESTROY OR ARE YOU NOT EVEN A DRAGON BUT ARE USING THE NAME OF A DRAGON TO POSITION YOURSELF ABOVE EVERYONE ELSE?

You know, it seems like that's all you're capable of saying.

The female dragon who wasn't thrown dodges the final blast of light and charges head on, deciding that it would be better to do a frontal assault to minimize civilian casualties and try to get this monster's full attention on her. She still tried to process that he seemed to destroy the moon, causing earthquakes, and could completely negate her sister's mana drain, which shouldn't be possible as it affected her, almost making her unable to fight in the past, but y

She realized much too late that he wanted a close fist fight. As they fought, their fists seemed to hit every time. He just took every one of her blows. She analyzed the situation but couldn't understand why he had the power to completely dominate the fight and yet every one of his hits seemed to be holding back. As she continued to look around, she saw that not a single dragon was injured, only the humans.

Airizone sighed, "Damn, I thought I'd thrown her into the sea." Oh well, as he cracks his knuckles and neck, a two-on-one fist fight should be fun. As all three begin to fight, Airizone smirkes just enough to be seen not fully enjoying the fight but taking pride in it. Not because of the destruction, but for an entirely different reason. This world appears to be at peace with the dragon.

But as he started to lose himself in the fight, somehow something was off. It seemed to draw Airizone towards one sister. He could tell because of how similar they looked and the fact that they had perfect syc when fighting a bond that couldn't be made by friendship. He got into the fight, but then there was nothing. The world seemed to disappear, and he was in a dark room. He figured it out quickly and sat on the ground as he shouted, "Don't stay too long, as if you do you will definitely go to the brink of sanity if it doesn't break you entirely welcome to my mind. I hope you survive this.

As Shade enters through a door, all he sees is legions upon legions of enemies all charging at him. He isn't in control, but rather a passenger in this. He is seeing it from a different perspective, but the slaughter of all those that appear. Their numbers seem to be infinite as the more that are killed, the more that appear with this chant that seems to be on repeat. must fight, have to fight, can't stop, won't stop. have to fight. must fight, have to fight. can't stop, won't stop. have to fight. must fight, have to fight. can't stop, won't stop. have to fight. must fight, have to fight. can't stop, won't stop. have to fight.

It grows louder, almost to a defining point, as he stands on a hill, enemies dead around him, dismembered, out of breath, an arm missing, vision blurry, but refusing to give up as more and more enemies appear. Come on, I've got all the time you fuckers. I WILL NOT BREAK AM WAR AND YOUR DEMISE, SO FIGHT ME FOR ALL ETERNITY. I WILL NEVER STOP. ALL OF YOU BARE YOUR HATE TOWARDS ME AND ME ALONE as the shouting takes a different sound, a mass of voices that can't be disqualified between how many are shouting. Why are you alive? Why should you live while we die? Why don't you fight? Just give up. Just die. Give in. Let yourself die. Just die. Why should you live just to bring destruction and war wherever you go?

As the person stands against so many barely standing, no emotion on his face, just continues to fight without stopping, not once, not against the unquantifiable number of opponents he faces. He just fights, barely able to even breathe. He continues non-stop, almost dead. He refuses to give up, but he is barely functioning, doing nothing more than adding to what he faces.

As the female dragon is seeing this sight as well, she is able to see who it is as she is in the person that it belongs to, inside his very head, seeing his countless battles, his countless memories of war fighting destruction, and the faces of all those he killed. As she tries to understand all the information, she can't cope with the chaos, the destruction of life, as she has always tried to protect everything, not just the dragons but the people, as she sees the good in them. As she is about to break, Airizone pulls her into the dark room, breaking all the vision of his memories and just him. Standing on a hill, the very same hill he stood alone on many years ago, as Diocles, it signifies his death but also his life.

Airizone speaks in a nice manner, but it's pretty hard for people to see for the first time, as the female dragon takes deep breaths for the first time. How can you say that you fight non-stop? How Many Lives Have You Taken? How Many Do You Even Know? How Many Could Have Been Saved? You Could Have Done Something Other Than War.

Yes, it was possible, but the reason for war is death, hope, and chaos. destruction Loyalty, disloyalty, hopelessness, despair, hatred, wrath, courage, honor, forgiveness strategies for insanity, carnageI am the living embodiment of war itself. Why would I play God when I despise them? They pretend to be something other than spoiled children playing with toys that don't belong to them. I refuse to be like them. I am the king of the dragons, the demonic dragon overlord, destroyer of dimensions. I am Airizone. You have brought peace to your world and have made it a rather nice place for the dragons of nature. Those types of dragons have always had a hard time trying to live a peaceful life as dragon hunters always went after them first as they were easy targets. Thank you for proving that in some dimensions, there is hope for dragons.

I prefer to do shit my way, even if I'm broken. Everyone else can't see it. They all think I'm perfectly fine. A smile and loving battle hide so much.

As Shade wakes up hitting the wall, it causes Rola to rush to the room to see what's wrong. Don't lie, Shade, I know something is wrong. You don't wake up this pissed for no reason.

He looks at her and speaks irritably. He's a goddamn idiot Rola is confused but listens as Shade continues to speak Airizone can't he see he's destroying himself for others he speaks of freedom his main thing is making sure the race of dragons are happy free and can live life to the fullest while all he dose is curse himself to an EXSTIANCE MISERY AN HOPELESSNESS AS HE FIGHTS FOR EVERYTHING BUT HIMSELF HE FIGHTS TO PROVE HIS EXSTIANCE MEANS SOMETHING HE FIGHTS TO TAKE ALL THE HATRED GOSE TO HIM NOT THE DRAGONS BUT YET HE LIVES A LIFE OF HELL NEVER KNOWING HAPPINESS JUST THE BATTLEFIELD HE DOSE'T STOP TO THINK OF THE PAIN HE PUTS HIMSELF THOUGH BECAUSE TO HIM IT DON'T MATTER IF "HIS" DRAGONS CAN LIVE HAPPY BUT YET HE IS A SLAVE TO HIS NATURE'S YET HE HE KEEPS TELLING THE DRAGONS AN EVERYONE TO LIVE A LIFE THEY WANT TO BE HAPPY YET HE DON'T FUCKING DO THAT NO HE "HAS TO FIGHT", HE "MUST FIGHT" IT PISSESS ME OFF BECAUSE HE IS THE STRONGEST OUT OF ALL OF THEM YET HE CAN'T SEE JUT HOW STRONG HE US OUTSODE HIS BATTLE EXPERIENCE"

As Rola speaks to Shade, she knows that out of all the primordials, the only two she respects are Airizone and Mercy. She knows how badly it pisses off Shade that Airizone can't live his own life outside of war. It's almost sad. She says to Shade that he can't understand himself because he believes he has no purpose outside of war. outside of battle. He thinks he has nothing to live for, no reason to stay alive. He is so broken, yet he fights on because he believes he has to for the race of the dragons for himself to even exist. The irony of it is sad.