A demon from a distant world, his desire to see the end to the Iconoclast. An individual traveling through the realms, taking out points towards the greatest devil.

Eventually finding himself in Helheim, his presence before the former Knight of Darkness out in a battlefield. Ruin everywhere in the area, bodies piling for miles.

"Let me guess, you were the one who conveniently used Gale to divert Cyra while you make your way here." Envy directing his dark spear at the man.

"That is right. I cannot have her catching on, each piece must be taken out. After you, the goddess Hel will be next." Standing on his side.

"And what makes you think you can get past me?" the knight pounding his fist to his chest.

"I would not have made this attack if I was not certain." Sharply looking at the person.

A heart feverishly pursuing their route, refusing to quietly remain. His mind on the horrific past, witnessing the great power of the Iconoclast ripping away at everything.

Keeping it firmly within him, allowing it to drive him forward. The man racing forward, colliding his blade into the knight's spear.

"What is the point in doing this?" Envy's uncertainty.

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"All is needed, to make the Iconoclast pay for the wrongs she has done. I will bring meaning to the demise of my people, my dear friends that were lost by her power." Scowling at his enemy.

Eternally scarring sentiments, a devil carrying it for years. His wish to see an end to the nightmare, racing along his black road.

"There are no excuses for what she has done, and she would not deny it as well. However, what good will there be by causing even more anguish?" Envy shaking his head in pity.

"Probably not much, but at least it is a damn better way to actually do something to prevent further problems." His furious tone on his foe.

These two souls in the battlefield, soon feeling the rain coming down on them. The knight sweeping his spear off the ground, witnessing his enemy leaping above.

Aswald diving at his opponent, coming in within striking range, the former Knight of Darkness rapidly assaulting them with his spear.

Surrounding them both in a white energy, swiftly piercing through it. Envy turning in the direction from afar, hurling his weapon into the mass of energy.

Shortly devastatingly releasing the force, ripping apart the field. Rubble flying into the air, the knight's stern vision in the direction.

"Is that all...?"

The former Knight of Darkness stepping forward, seeing the man standing, their body lowering a bit. Blood streaming down the demon, his sharp vision on his enemy. Quickly moving his feet, bursting through the field.

Colliding into his foe, immediately emerging on the other side. Shortly engulfing his target in a great negative force, plunging negative spears into the void.

"I was careless. No matter...she will bring forward a miracle..." Envy's fading tone.

The harshly exerting force, ripping away at the place. Aswald soon standing there alone, his eyes above. Raising his hand to the starry sky, reaching for the light so far away.

It does not matter how far I must go, I will put an end to this cycle. If I must stain my soul to do so, then I will...