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Road to a Hero: Three Chances in Another World
Arc 6: Chapter 73. How a God of War burnt out

Arc 6: Chapter 73. How a God of War burnt out

Arc 6. A seemingly endless loss

Road to a Hero:

Three Chances in Another World

Chapter 73. How a God of War burnt out

Down at the castle entrance, beside Rosine’s dead body, are the two strongest people in this domain. Now that Lincoln has activated the dragon's spirit, he’s entering the last stage of the battle. The Dragon Spirit activates all of your eternal mana all at once all over your body, essentially awakening your body. While Edward’s body is too weak to use for a long period, Lincoln has no such issue. But eventually, depending on how much power he’s using, he will start to break down.

Though, Lincoln is still at the top. As, If Lincoln faced all of the gods of war at once, excluding Kioshi, it’s only a matter of time until he wins.

Prometheus looks at his mutilated friend, listening to his faint breath. He rips the bottom of his baggy cloak off, as well as the long arms, allowing him to move more freely. Lincoln rushes in, destroying the ground he was staying on, slamming his fist into Prometheus' face. While he did this, Prometheus’s fingers began to flicker into different placements, looking as if they were breaking and healing in an instant. The blackish-red mana in the air flows around his hand like a cloud, coating Severus' body. Lincoln attempts to stop this by ripping his arm off and continuing to attack him.

Prometheus’s arm continues to regrow faster than the spell can dissipate, so it’s able to activate. Lincoln attempts to throw him, so he grabs his cloak and tries launching him into the air, though Prometheus'’s body deforms around it. All of his bones, flesh, muscles, organs, and skin break apart and reform, allowing him to finish the spell.

Prometheus': “Etareneger”

Lincoln goes to destroy Severus' body before the spell can go off, but Prometheus flips the ground on top of Lincoln. Lincoln easily bursts through it, seeing Prometheus pouncing at him. Lincoln rolls out of the way, kicking up at Prometheus' while he rolls, destroying his chest. He then attempts to kill Severus, kicking him by the head through the walls of the castle. He looks behind him to see Prometheus casting another spell, preparing to defend himself against whatever it may be.

Prometheus: “Noococ.”

The spirits begin to wrap around Lincoln binding themselves to him. He attempts to run away, leaping into the air, but this gives Prometheus the chance to launch more stone spikes at him. At first he empowers them with the spirits, causing them to move and launch much faster. Lincoln attempts to kick air to stop them, but they pierce right through it, slicing through his armor. He then kicks upward, launching him to the ground, and leaping at Prometheus' with insurmountable speeds, blasting through him. But once again, Prometheus heals from it.

Prometheus: “You don’t seem to realize that isn’t going to work. And Severus will still live because my spell was successful. They call you the Dragon of Athens, the unstoppable force, so I must be the immovable object. Quite funny, is it not?”

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The spell Prometheus' had just tried to use earlier activities on Lincoln, binding his hands, feet, and neck to a chain down the middle. It begins to drain his life force ever so slowly, stopping his time in the dragon's spirit.

Prometheus': “Nosirp”

The spirits quickly flow around him once more, trapping him in a sarcophagus of mana with the Sects symbol on the front. Then his life force begins to drain even faster, struggling to break free. He pulls and pulls, but it’s no luck, he’s stuck. Trapped within eternal darkness, strapped down, awaiting his demise, he’s forced to use his trump card.

Prometheus: “You are a fool, though it is understandable. Most if not every single person in the world knows almost nothing about the nature of dark magic, other than Valor of course. It, just like spirit magic, forces the spirits to follow my will, though it hurts my soul. You’re stuck, most dark magic skills are meant to instantly kill or restrain you, and you’ve fallen into the trap. I should be killing my body, but I’m lucky to have this regeneration that stands above all else.”

Prometheus holds his hand out, keeping Lincoln restrained. Though Lincoln is fighting back much more than anything he’s ever seen, leading to a strain on Prometheus’s soul. He begins to cough blood, though he pays no mind to it. But inside of the restraints, is Lincoln, forcing his Eternal mana to awaken.

Julius watches from afar, in a random room, looking through a window, clutching the cursed egg-shaped charm. Beauregard, Ganga, and You stand beside him, watching these gods battle.

Beauregard: “My father is a fool at heart. A brute who never thinks. A drunk bastard. It’s fitting that dies due to his inability to even think.”

Down on the battlefield, Prometheus watches Lazarus walk up beside him, shivering due to the cold atmosphere surrounding him.

Prometheus: “Oh Lincoln. And I heard you could see the Truth, and yet here you are. I assume that’s why you drink? To null your senses? How useless. I would kill, have killed, with just the hope to see a glimpse of it, and now you waste it. Musashi saw it, I know this, but he failed.”

Before Lincoln bursts out of his entrapment, he chooses to speak with Prometheus', to defend his dead friend.

Lincoln: “Musashi saw the Truth, he spent his life fighting it. But the Truth can only be pushed back, altered slightly. You can’t change fate, but you change the order of it. Though it seems…it seems like when you’re able to see it, that’s when fate takes place. You could live your life free, or set yourself on a road that only leads to destruction. The others think Musashi let himself die, that he was depressed or something, and yeah, that’s sort of right. But knowing him, he saw the Truth, his fate, and pushed it back, changing it.”

Prometheus: “Even if that is right, does that mean I’m bound by fate? Does seeing the Truth set you and everyone else on such a path, or does it always exist? If fate is real, why do anything? Is it because you’re fated to? Or is it because you’re too weak not to?”

Lincoln {I need to get to the real truth...help everyone get their ending. I may never get a chance like this again, and I'm on a time limit. So if I wanna break out and take them down, I'll give it all up. My strength means nothing without my family...}

And with flashes of Edward, Gray, and the others, he thought of his new family. With Leo and Lilith still held dear to his heart. A heart that continued to beat faster and faster as everything erupted. Lincoln's eternal mana begins to overflow, bursting out of his body, and shattering the sarcophagus. Now, with this light blue aura flaming off of his body, coating him in sheer power, he’s become both an unstoppable force and an immovable object, he has become what a God of War is. Musashi, Ryo, Cornelius, and Elizebeth, were born with something to allow them to grow to be strong. The ability to control flames, being born with monstrous strength, being connected to the spirits more than anyone else, or controlling ice are abilities that only those who are blessed can achieve. Kioshi was so strong that even though she didn’t fight in the Demi-Human war, they gave her the title anyway. She was made by the gods, that’s just how blessed she is.

But Virgil and Lincoln, they worked to get here. Lincoln trained more than anyone else, reaching a point of strength above everyone. Though if it was that simple, anyone could reach that point, what sets him apart from everyone else isn’t a blessed ability, it’s the way he thinks. He’s the one who figured out how to further weaponize eternal mana and has now achieved a greater fear than that.

Lincoln: “This is the…- The Dragons Flame-...”

End of Chapter seventy-three