Windgates was standing before a military checkpoint before him. The soldiers pointed their guns at their prince, seeing the blood stains over his robes. Prince Windgates kept that blank expression like paper. Wielding Exdeath in his hands, Windgates was far more prepared for it.

"Open fire!" The soldiers fired their rifles, their thoughts were a mess. They kept shooting at Prince Windgates, confident that their shots had hit their target. Windgates did not have to put much effort, dodging against the bullets was a bore. Piercing the neck of a soldier then throwing the other sword into another soldier's neck. Windgates pulled the pistol out of the soldier's holster. The Glock 17 was fine as Windgates had shot off the entire magazine into the other soldiers. Not aiming to kill them, but just to hinder them from annoying him with their rifles.

The other sword retruend to Windgates's hands. He continued walking alone, with his own people running from him. Hiding in their homes, cowering in fear at the sight of their own Prince. Then Windgates saw the pressence of the False Avatars that were standing on the rooftops.

"You've left us with no choice." A dragon made of the elements was surging from the sky. Windgates merely put his hand to his chin, admiring it. Trying to make such a thing requires plenty of control but he could see one or two of the False Avatars struggling to control it.

"It is kinda c-" The dragon rushed to Windgates. Turning whatever that was in the middle of the road into a cloud of smoke that blanketed the city.

"That was dissappointing I was hoping for more of a challenge." One of the Avatars said, only to watch the smoke dissipate. Seeing Windgates lifting his helmet, lighting a cigarette.

"That... That was made with all of the elements?! How are you still alive?!" An Avatar asked.

"Simple. Because you're all Avatars that are fake, I'm not amazing with magic but.. You're about to get a rude awakening." Windgates spoke with a slight chuckle.

"Oh? You are alone, Prince. Do you truly believe that you alo-" The Avatar that boasted to Windgates had their voice muted. Then skeletal hands with human eyes pulled them into a dark portal that swallowed them whole. Windgates then turned to look behind him. Seeing the other Avatars walk over to his side.

"I can't believe we're wasting time with these brats. They can't even handle that? That was like my weakest spell against fellow Avatars." Jonah spoke up, placing his hand over Windgate's shoulder.

"To think you'd come here. Why?" Windgates asked, slapping away Jonah's hand.

"You really believe in that whole Noblesse Oblige thing too much. Besides, our Avatar of Peace needs to beat their Avatar of Peace." Souls spoke as they watched how Serenity was glaring to their Avatar of Peace. Drawing a revolver,loading the bullets manually while keeping her glare to the False Avatar of Peace. Serenity's voice was twisted, she was growling the entire time. Her thoughts leaked out in the form of mumbling words.

"I don't like using the word Bitch. But the Avatar of Peace is a man that should have his genitals ripped off and forcefully shoved down his throat. Fucking bitch. Piece of shit... Fucking.. The fucking cross dressing piece of shit dares" Serenity kept on cursing, even her mask that was of pretty porcelain started to crack and turning black.

"Avatars of Death? These brats? These little cunts think they can be the Avatar of Death?! They have not even gone through the rites I went through." Death was triggered as well, but who wouldn't be? Kael was quiet but that did not mean he was not angry.

"Do we have any idea which God is at work on this?" Jonah asked the others.

"Don't bother asking. They're too ticked off. Just remember, you need to kill them by forcing their memories out." Kael said as the others spread out. He let out a sigh, wondering why did he bother to remind them all about this. Ciara was fuming with flames as the Avatar of Summer. The entire city was about to turn into a battlefield as magic was blasting off one another. One of the False Avatars erected a wall of earth the size of a 30 storey building. Then lowering it down to crush Kael and his team.

Kael clicked his tongue as he watched the wall fall down. Drawing a katana to cut it in half. Followed by Ciara who vaporized everything but leaving the rocks flying around. That was where Jonah would come in to stop the rocks from falling, then launching them at the other Avatars.

Three Avatars flew to the air, going after Kael. They wielded their swords to strike him down. When their blades made contact it caused the cables of the electric wires to snap. Their strength was quite fair for their kind. Normally False Avatars are weaker, Kael was smiling. He could have a bit of a rush this time around. More of them joined the fight, perhaps the tactic was to overwhelm Kael.

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"Call upon my lances of wind! Blast my foe away!" One of them chanted as Kael drew out the Temperance Arcana. It destroyed the lance that was made by the Avatar's magic, converting it to Kael's hand. Kael blasted some of the Avatars away. They recovered quickly, springing back to the fight at the next second.

"At least I won't be that bored." Kael said as he parried the sword away, then being grazed by a thrust of a spear to his neck. He locked the spear rod to his armpit, then pulling its wielder closer. Placing the palm of his left hand over the face. Seeing brief flashes of the figure that is responsible for their ascension. They were some of the minor Gods that had gone missing from the past. The Avatar wrinkled away to dust as a result. There was more to it, so Kael was going to have to make sure he take them all down with that.

It was far too vague, he needed more information. The False Avatars strength actually came from deities claiming to be Gods of what they said. Kael watched how Jonah ripped the arms of an Avatar then headbutting the Avatar to oblivion. Where the memories came to him.

"Zathos.. Diher... Malintosa... Those fucking dipshits!" Jonah shouted as he bashed in the heads of two Avatars. Causing their flesh and skin to be conjoined together. The two Avatars scream as they were conjoined together and unable to do anything. Helpless as Jonah booted them both out to the sky.

Kael saw it coming from his back, then grabbed two Avatars to take his place. The four of them continued to speed up until they left the atmsophere. Followed by a massive explosion in the sky, turning everything into bloody rain.

"Watch it Fall!" Kael shouted, then feeling a sharp tingle from his spine. Seeing Spring throwing a watermelon at his direction, Kael moved away from the direction.

"What.. Is that a watermelon? You afraid of a watermelon?!" They had no idea what that watermelon was. It wasn't just a watermelon. The flying fruit then opened itself up like a lotus flower now with rows of thorns on the inside. Sucking the False Avatars in and the watermelon crushed them whole.

Kael then turned to WInter who was playing the trumpet in the direction of the Avatars before him. The notes from the trumpet were ripping out the eardrums of the Avatars. Then followed by an orchestra of ice skeleton that was playing every other instrument. The instruments combined, as the Avatars watched their limbs fall off, their skin and flesh slithering away to form grotesuqe humanoid creatures. These creations started to attack their creators. A symphony of fright and delight to these Avatars, twatching their own bodies fail them. Their own organs exploding, their own lungs being filled with puss. Their tastebuds now go elsewhere, perhaps Winter's twisted sense of humor was to make it within their organs. Just to mess with the Avatars further.

An Avatar was thrown out the window, it was the False Avatar of Peace. Kael could hear the curses by Serenity as she fired a shot into the Avatar of Peace's fingers, blowing one away.

"Dipshit. I'm going to teary our fucking insides out and I'm going to hang you with them! I AM THE MOTHER FUCKING LICH!" Serenity cursed as she fired a few shots into the False Avatar's fingers." Kael had to look away as he heard a gunshot, followed by a scream. None of the male Avatars were going to look as they continued to fight the False Avatars.

Ciara had to look away as well as everyone could hear what Serenity was doing to the poor soul. Perhaps, something far more sinister than what she had spoken out loud.

Death? Death was took one of the False Avatar's spine with the skull intact. And proceeded to use it like a chain flail.

"Stop him! Use holy magic binds!" They casted it to stop Death, yet the Avatar of Death was not amused. Those things may burn into his skin but it was not actually hurting him. It's like poking a bear with a stick, only if the bear was armed with claws that would make a chainsaw blush. Death broke through their magic binds that were golden chains, then he proceeded to throw an Avatar near a car with its trunk open. Putting the dazed Avatar in their, then closing the trunk until the body fell down to the tar road.

"They're just fakes... Just call em fakes, calling them False Avatars is a mouthful!" Jonah shouted, it was directed to someone but whoever it was directed to, felt compelled to adjust accordingly.

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING TO?!" Death shouted as he kicked a False Avatar's head.

"I said it's a mouthful! CALL THEM FAKES!" Jonah repeated as he shattered the kneecaps of a Fake then bashing the head in.

"YEAH BUT WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO!?" Death kept asking as he slapped the The False A...-The Fakes that were still putting up a fight. Unleashing walls of elements to corner Luca. The elements struck Luca, yet he still stood firm. Letting forth another roar to the fakes, a clear reminder that he was bored. Luca charged forth with the dane axe, impaling a Fake onto it. THen throwing it ahead. Digging his fingers deep into one of the Fakes of War.

"You are not... Worthy to be called an Avatar of War!" Luca roared to the Fake. A prolonged war as the armor was vaporized, then the skin, then the flesh and finally the bones. Leaving no trace of that Fake's existence. Their numbers were decreasing, they started to see how little hope they have in this battle.

Souls and Salvation used their lanterns to hypnotize the Fakes of Souls and Salvation to fall into ruin. To be watching everything that they love and cared for be turned to dust. Mercy was gone, the Fakes were being torn apart.

This was just part of it... Now they see another few hundred of these Fakes stepping forth into the fray.

"Oh, wow. So there's a lot of them? Great. No need to be nice then." Jonah said, stretching his arms and his fists.

"I guess it'll take a while before we all get bored of these idiots." Kael said as he sheathed the katana and pulled out a pair of shashka's instead.

"As it is, as it were. Fakes are nothing more than imitations... Best if we put them down." Windgates said as he went into the fight first.