Steller, a being strong its powers unknown to the world

Holding the secrets to the past and the Chronotex itself

What happened to Jack is he still alive

Is Steller going to kill everyone and chuck them to the side

I guess we will soon find out

If Steller is our enemy or friend

In the end, will it all work out

Or will the darkness descend

CH.74 Steller The Strongest Being

The Nebu soldiers, now prisoners of war, were being chained up and marched towards the capital, Thebes. Nefer, despite his injuries, was among them, his defeat etched deeply into his weary face. The victorious soldiers of the Royal Army were finally beginning to relax, their tense muscles easing as they relished the hard-fought victory.

Kamil sighed heavily, swiping the sweat off his forehead. "Oof, finally we are DONE. It's time for rest."

Alphonse nodded in agreement. "Well, it's done now. We do deserve a rest."

Khonsu, always curious, asked, "How many did you guys kill?"

Kasib replied confidently, "112."

Memnon joked, "If you're counting the ones that came back to life, then make it about 400."

Ramon started counting on his fingers, a serious look on his face. "113."

"Well, you can't count that many on just fingers, dumbass," Kamil shouted.

Ramon mocked, "Huh, really? How many did you kill, Mr. Prince on a Horse?"

Kamil replied arrogantly, "Well, for your knowledge, I am a protector, not a killer."

Khonsu, nonchalantly, said, "Just say you killed no one."

"Hey, Mr. Who Asked the Question, you haven't said your number," Kamil replied.

"Mine is 70. I joined late, that's why."

"Sad, mine is only 30. Well, no rush," sighed Alphonse.

"What about you, Jack?" asked Ramon as he looked to his right.

His mouth dropped open as he stuttered, "J-J-Jack... NOOOOO! Guys, Jack is missing!" Ramon shouted, his voice filled with panic.

The whole group turned towards him, confusion and concern spreading across their faces. Noya and Yune joined the group from behind.

Noya asked with a smile, "Is Jack the new guy everyone's been talking about?"

"Noya, I don't think this is a great time to ask that question," replied Memnon, his face filled with worry.

"He should be here. If not, where was he last seen?" Yune asked, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings.

Kamil's face turned serious. "We need to find him. He was last seen fighting Khafra."

Memnon nodded. "We should split up and search. He couldn't have gone far."

"Agreed," said Yune. "We'll cover more ground that way. Stay alert and report back if you find anything."

As the group rushed past the chained-up Nefer, suddenly, a figure emerged, its hand gripping Nefer's face. Even Nefer, lost in his shame, didn't register what was happening. The figure's presence was overwhelming, and it spoke in a demonic voice that sent chills down everyone's spine: "Death."

In an instant, the atmosphere shifted. The air grew heavy with an oppressive weight, and a palpable fear gripped the hearts of everyone present. The two commanders, Menes and Henu Safir, looked terrified, their faces contorted with a mix of shock and horror. The rest of the group felt the same dread, as if their hearts had dropped into their stomachs.

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The figure's grip tightened on Nefer's face, and in a horrifying moment, the skin was ripped away, leaving only a skull. The sight was grotesque and surreal, a nightmarish vision that left the soldiers paralyzed with fear.

Around the commanders' stomachs, bulges appeared, pressing inward as if struck by an unseen force. Their eyes widened, filled with an uncomfortable mix of pain and terror. They lost their balance and were violently thrown backwards in opposite directions, crashing to the ground with a heavy thud.

Kasib, Kamil, and the others stared in disbelief. The figure stood there, emanating an aura of malevolence and power. It was unlike anything they had encountered before, a being of pure darkness and death.

Kamil, struggling to regain his composure, shouted, "What is that thing?!" His voice wavered, betraying his fear.

Memnon, usually composed, found himself speechless, his mind racing to comprehend the situation.

Yune and Noya, ever the stalwart guards, tried to steady themselves. Yune, gripping his bow tightly, whispered, "We need to regroup. This is not something we can face unprepared."

Noya nodded, his hand on the hilt of his sword. "We have to get the others out of here. This thing... it's beyond us."

Amara, still reeling from her confrontation with Kamil, felt a fresh wave of despair. She looked at the skeletal face of Nefer, once her ally, now a terrifying reminder of what’s to come.

Menes, struggling to his feet, shouted to the group, "Fall back! We need to strategize. This isn't a battle we can win with brute force alone."

Menes and Henu Safir, sweat streaming down their faces, struggled to steady themselves after the brutal attack. The pain and worry etched

deeply into their expressions mirrored the dread that filled the air. Before them stood an awe-inspiring yet terrifying being.

The entity's skin resembled carbon black cloth, seamlessly merging with patches of unbreakable armour adorning its shoulders, chest, hands, and knees. The armour’s texture was mesmerizing, reminiscent of the star-filled night sky, speckled with multi-coloured lights that glimmered like distant stars. Its face was similarly armoured, with two prominent, pointed horns extending from its head.

Flowing behind the being was a mane of long, golden-blonde hair, billowing gracefully in the wind. Its sharp claws, encased in the same celestial armour, seemed capable of rending anything they touched. Encircling the entity's shoulders was a luminous, dancing string of light, resembling a scarf, shimmering with the myriad colours of the Milky Way.

The presence of this being was overwhelming, an amalgamation of cosmic beauty and raw, destructive power. It stood as a living embodiment of the universe's awe-inspiring and terrifying aspects, a force of nature that seemed almost otherworldly.

Menes, gripping his side in pain, spoke through gritted teeth, "What... is this thing? How do we fight something like this?"

Henu Safir, equally shaken, tried to maintain his composure. "I've never seen anything like it. It's like it's made of the very fabric of the cosmos."

Kasib, Kamil, and the rest of the group stood frozen, their eyes wide with fear and disbelief. The sight of this cosmic entity was beyond anything they had ever encountered, a manifestation of their deepest nightmares and greatest wonders.

Menes walked slowly towards the being, its ominous presence radiating an almost tangible sense of dread. As the entity turned to face him, Menes gathered his resolve and asked, "Great being, the one who managed to knock me back, what is your name?"

The being replied, its voice echoing with a cosmic resonance, "I am Steller." As it lifted its hand, an aura of power shimmered around it.

Menes raised his hand in response, commanding, "Absolute..."

Yune shouted to the soldiers on the battlefield, "Run away! Go to the side, soldiers!"

Menes continued, "Destruction!" He released a black ball of dark energy towards Steller. The ground beneath it buckled and moulded to its path, showcasing the tremendous power of the attack. The ball of energy increased in speed until it made contact with the being.

"Claw," intoned Steller. A sharp, white claw emerged from the being, resembling a large spider leg. The black ball of dark energy Menes had sent was reflected back towards him with even greater force.

Kamil shouted, "Shield!" He created a canopy around Menes, attempting to protect him. However, as the attack struck, the wind around them rose, obscuring the outcome.

Kamil's face turned ashen. "There is no way... I can't feel my shield," he said in a low, defeated voice.

Yune and Noya, shocked, turned back to look at Menes.

The dust began to clear, revealing a broken shield with Menes standing behind it, using dark energy to cover its cracks.

"Thanks, Kamil," Menes said, his voice pained.

Kamil announced, "If this thing, Steller, can break my shield, it means that it's stronger than anyone in our army."

Henu Safir, his eyes glowing blue with rage, commanded, "Earth Hold." The earth around Steller moulded itself to its legs, making it unable to move.

Henu then lifted the earth in front of him into the air and sent it hurtling towards Steller. Despite the tremendous force, Steller remained unscathed, the earth crumbling upon impact.

In a sudden, disorienting flash, Steller teleported in front of Henu Safir and said, "Good try."

BOOOOOM! Henu Safir's eyes widened in awe as he was sent flying backwards, unable to defend himself.

The battlefield fell silent, the shockwaves of the confrontation still reverberating through the air. Menes, barely standing, looked towards where Henu had fallen, fear and uncertainty etched on his face.