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Death of A King

I opened my eyes slowly as the revival spell started to work. I stared at my lower half as it reconstructed itself at an unbelievable speed. The pure white bones of my legs got covered in scarlet red muscles and blue veins. Then my bronze colored skin quickly wrapped around them. I can stand. I gripped my broad tightly. I take a long look at my surroundings.

The luscious green covered fields are now black with dread. In a short distance I can see a castle covered in a dark purple aura. I felt like a pit formed in my stomach after only glancing at the aura. My heart started to beat loudly as I gazed at the fields. They were burning so fiercely. Even the fire had a dark black color mixed with the red flames. The smoke poisoned the sky as it started to form a thick gray sheet. Even the sun couldn't shine bright enough to penetrate it. The only few lights that helped prove vision from the dark curtain was from the fire that caused it. The other was the purple colored fortress that was a short distance away from me.

I stood 6 feet tall with a broad sword that is slightly taller than me. I coughed lightly as some of the thick smoke reached my lungs. I started to walk toward that fortress. I know what is there. I know he will kill me without hesitation now that he has done it once. He will think the second time will be much easier. It won’t be because I held back. I couldn’t end his life. We weren't friends but we fought many battles with each other. He saved my life and I saved his more than I could count. After he saved my life once he said that now we are even. I laughed and reminded him I saved him much more than once. He glared at me with his childish face twisted up. I couldn't help but laugh when he made that face. Now instead of saving my life he ends it. I grasped my sword so tightly I could feel the handle start to bend. The fires were hot but they cannot compare to the anger I am feeling right now. I started to run toward the castle and tripped over a black pile. I regained my stance after a few uncoordinated steps. I could see a white cloth sticking out on the part I tripped on. I go back and kneel toward the black pile and start to slowly wipe it. Black crust fell quickly reveling more white clothing.

I notice these clothes. They are the battle uniform angels wear in my army. I swallow the saliva in my mouth before continuing to remove the black muck. A familiar beautiful face appeared. The light oval face had its eyes closed. The bright red hair was tainted by the dark crust. Some of the black crust was still on her face but her beauty wasn’t even dulled in the slightest. I slowly grasped her head in my hands as I brought her closer to me. How could this happen. In all my 21 years of life I have never felt this. My heart felt like it stopped working after I noticed it was Luci. Luci was the best healer in my army. I would have never expected to find her like this.

“Wake up.” I whispered while shaking her softly. She hung limp in my hands. She was cold. A cold body lay in the field of flames. If I hadn’t trip over her I won’t even have noticed. I shuck her with more force.

“Please wake up.” I begged. She only grew colder in arms. I lay her down. I toke off her white bracelet. Then I wore it on my wrist.

 “I will make him pay” I said while grimacing. After that I took one long look at her. She wasn’t supposed to die before me. I pull my eyes away from her. I start to walk towards the castle. I saw more several more black piles. I knew who they were. They could only be the rest of my army. I was a general of the best army this world has ever seen. We fought many battles together. We bleed, suffered and cried together. We won and celebrated. The most warriors I have ever lost in a battle never were more than 10. Now I am the only one left. All 10’000 of them are gone. I am the chosen one of [Luke the god of luck]. I am the king of berserkers. What is a king without his men?

I take out my licensing plate. The square item fits in the palm of my hand. It also displays useful information about my current status.

Lain

Level: Max

Class: King of the Berserkers

Blessing: [Luke’s Grace]

Hp: 85%/100%

MP: 75%/100%

Rage: 100%/100%

No. My blessing is still there. My armor has been disintegrated. Only a few pieces are left covering my private parts. Scars surround my body. The old ones on my face are dark. The two jagged scars run from my ears to my nose. My toned and muscular body is still intact. I trained for years in the ancient art of berserk fighting techniques. These techniques only get stronger and faster the more injured I become. Berserkers can outlast most opponents.

I had to go fight the one that caused this destruction. I know the one that caused this must be in that fortress.

“Don’t worry men. I will avenge all of you.” I said out loud knowing that they couldn’t hear me anymore. I still am a man of my word. I wouldn’t let a single one of their deaths been in vain. The corpses of my prized soldiers were buried under the black dirt. Death was their new king.

It was time to go fight him again. I started to sprint down the scorched land. I made sure not to disturb my men’s final resting place. I hope I can survive this fight. If I do I will be able to give them a proper burial.

“Hehe,” I laughed nervously. It will be a miracle even if at full strength I defeat him let alone survive. I was never scared of dying in battle but seeing it so close is a surreal experience. I never expected a permanent death to be so close so soon. I only have been a king for a year. I know it is selfish of me but I truly didn’t want to die yet.

I arrived at the gates of the oppressing fortress. I looked closer at the fortress and notice it isn’t purple. It is only covered in a purple aura. I passed the large gates. I was greeted by crudely made stairs. The gray stairs were full of cracks and holes. They had pillars of gray lined up on each opposite side of them. They both were covered in a thick purple aura. The fortress true color must be gray. However with the purple aura surrounding it nobody would be able to tell. I think even an experienced archer wouldn’t be able to tell from a 10 meter distance.

I can see someone standing at the top of the steps. It must be him. I approach slowly. The malicious aura on the steps tried hinder my advance. It felt like I was walking foot deep in thick mud. I ignored the sinking feeling. I started to examine him. He had long black hair that reached his shoulders. He had soft looking face with no imperfections that most women would risk their life to take a glimpse at. Tall, strong and a familiar cold look on his face. He had light skin and wore a long dark purple robe. The several runes along this robe lit up randomly in a dull white light. He stud slightly taller than me and had a long dark staff at his side. If I had never meet him before I would have mistaken him for a prince.

Brand

Level: unknown

Blessing: unknown

Class: King of Destroyers

HP: unknown

MP: unknown

Destruction: MAX

As soon as he saw me he backed off. He walked deeper into the fortress. When I reached the top of the stairs I saw him. He had a twisted smile on his face. The surroundings were open with only a few pillars. It was a garden with a massive castle behind it. The former garden was barren of any life. It was only filled with dirt and a few remains of flower stems.

“Didn’t I already kill you once?” He said coldly. The light green eyes examined my body.

“Your armor was destroyed. Do you really think you have a chance against me without it?” He mocked.

I am not a miserly man but that armor cost me a fortune. It was akin to me losing all the houses in my kingdom. My small kingdom had at least a few 100,000 houses. [DemiGod] Tier armor isn’t cheap. All 8 pieces were disintegrated. The destroyer class is really overpowered. They get more powerful the more they destroy. Few of them have ever max their destruction before being dealt with. Such a dangerous class is part of the 3 that are immediately executed when they are discovered. I am part of one of the few kingdoms that do not practice this law but most of the known world obeys it.

    It is unusual for me being not able to see his stats. This only happens when one is significantly weaker than the target. I may have died before but I could at least clearly see what I was dealing with. He must have gotten extreme amount of power from destroying my whole army. No. There shouldn’t be a way to increase an already maxed destruction. Maybe he has some way of concealing it.

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“I am more than enough. I am not going to hold back this time.” I said while holding my sword in front of me. I am going to have to go all out to have even a small chance of winning. I only can do that if [Luke] gives me the strength.

I first infused my blade with rage. A dark red aura covered my sword. It even started to rapidly cover my body. When it covered my legs I prepared to charge. My legs tightened up like a spring and released leaving a massive hole in the ground behind. This wide open space is a perfect field for me. He cannot hide from my sword.

I reached him. He still had that twisted smile on his face. I swung at him violently. He stepped back easily avoiding it.

“You are going to get hurt if you run around with sharp things. I thought with all of those scars you would have learned by now.” Brand said while laughing.

“You should choose your last words more wisely.”I responded. Brand jumped back after several of my slashes miss him by a hair.

“You can’t run from this.” I yelled as I activated one of my strongest skills.

[Berserk’s Rage]

My sword glowed bright red as a light colored magic circle at my feet brief appeared. Then waves of concentrated red rage shoot out from my sword. It reached him swiftly but he reflected it. It started to fly towards a nearby pillar. When they touched the pillar of instantly vaporized. The skill mindlessly dug deeply into the ground leaving a huge crater.

“Are you going to pay for that? It wasn’t cheap getting those build.” He joked. “Every time you come around things break. Do you think I can afford all of this?” A magic circle appeared under him.

“Damn it” I curse as I realized there wasn’t enough time to evade his attack.

[Dark cannon]

I feel like I’m about to faint. I tried touching the spot he hit me but my hand went through. A big hole was on my abdomen. He used a basic spell. I didn’t even feel it hit me. Blood poured out of me like I was a human fountain. I struggled to keep my battle stance.

“Not like this.” I whispered to myself. I can’t be defeated by a basic spell.

[Luke’s Red Eyes]

My body got enveloped by the blood that was pouring out of me. The deep hole in my abdomen immediately closed. The dark scar tissue kept my insides from falling out. I felt my power increase so much that it was nearly uncontainable. I will surely die when this skill ends but I have no choice but to us it. It increases my power to its full potential but shortly after 10 minutes I die. I only used this skill once before. My body was in such a bad condition it took over ten angels just to revive me. This time however nobody can save me once it ends. I have to end his life before my time is up.

I rushed him. He was caught off guard do to my god-like speed. My sword finally reached his body. It made a crushing wound as it smacked into his body. His weird purplish blood started to cover my sword as he flew back. He crashed into one of the few pillars in the garden. That pillar didn’t even slow him down as he still had enough momentum to tumble several more meters.

He got up slowly.

“Now you are finally doing something that requires me to life more than two...” My sword interrupted him before he could finish his sentence. I slashed downward multiple times. Each time my sword struck his body got embedded deeper into the ground. After a brief moment of my restless strikes his body was nearly completely hidden in the ground. A purple light covered his body. I only saw a flash. Next thing I know I am in the air covered in a purple fire. Half the left side of my body is gone with only the bones remaining. The other half is getting consumed by a purple fire. The pain was almost unbearable. Even with my several passive skills that greatly reduce pain. It felt like I was getting my skin and insides ripped out several times. I should have seen this coming. Brand being able to use spells without a chant isn’t abnormal.

Thud. I crashed into the ground. My body bounces. I rush to get my sword. During the time I felled my body mostly regenerated. This was because of [Luke’s Red Eyes]. However I could feel my strength declined rapidly.

“I don’t have time for any more of your dumb jokes.” I tried to say but the bottom part of my jaw was still not fully recovered. I check my body’s condition. I only have 8 more minutes left. I have to end this faster.

“You are boring me. Slimes could put up a better fight.” He taunted. “I am not going to waste anymore time playing around with you.” After he said that a massive purple magic circle enveloped the surroundings. It spread out so far I couldn’t see where it ended. What dangerous spell is that? If I get hit by that I am sure that I will die before I knew it hit me. I take my most powerful stance. I have to interrupt that spell. If he doesn’t finish casting it the strength of it will decrease greatly. I held my sword by the handle with the tip pointed downwards. I ran with all the strength my body could muster.

“This world must end. What they have done is unforgivable! I thought you would understand.” Brand yelled.

“I never said they were right. I think you are going over..” I arrived and interrupted his spell. It however wasn’t enough.

[Hells Circle]

 His devastating spell hit me. I got blown away. Only my head remained. I look at the surroundings. It looked worse than the outside of the fortress. The fires rose. Thick smoke started to cover everything. Everything was burning. It felt like I got thrown into hell. I didn’t feel any pain. I only felt a sense of dread. Everything I worked hard for tumbled down. After that brief look even my head started to burn. My eyes melted and poured down my cheeks. Everything started to go black.

[Luke’s Order]

No. I will not die. Not yet. A divine red flame shields my head. My body recovers. Only my bones can stand the heat of the purple flame. When my flesh tries to regenerate it gets instantly burned off. I cannot see because my eyes can’t recover in the purple flame. The divine flame focuses on my eye sockets as if it heard my thoughts. My eyes can finally fully recover under their protective embrace. I can only see one person in my vision. My instincts are screaming only one word. Kill. I stampede toward him like a wild animal towards raw meat. His eyes widened as I slashed at his left side. The viscous strike took off his right arm. Before he could even blink I took the left one. He looked at me surprised. He must have thought I would never be able to injure him. I must kill him before he gets serious.

I swung my sword upwards with the intent to chop him into two. He side stepped the strike. I still got one of his legs. I tried again to chop him but he blasted me with his purple fire. The flames made my bones crack and successfully stopped my attack. I rush in recklessly. I emerged from the flame and caught him off guard. “Die.” I shout inaudibly.

After strike landed on his chest the purple flames started to die down. My flesh could fully regenerate. I walk closer to him. Only 5 minutes left but I can feel my body grew even weaker. I saw his body violently tremor. Dark purple limbs burst out of his body. I saw his eyes get consumed by a black aura. They were replaced with dark purple eyes. The dark aura was surrounding it. The small purple eyes focused on me. He started to float. I rush him striking every part of his body even the newly formed limbs. They hit making a loud banging noise. Even with such forceful strikes they weren’t even doing any damage. Not even a scratch. It is like I am hitting him with a foam toy. He raises his creepy purple limb. I was sent flying into a faraway pillar. I barely even saw him raise it. Such a monstrous strike left me immobile. I am like a fly getting swatted away. No I am more like a fly getting nuked. A simple slap leaving me paralyzed is overkill.

Before my body even has a chance to recover I see a dark spear flying toward me. A loud booming exposition sounds. My eardrums burst leaving me temporally death. My body is completely wrecked by the spear. It blew away most of my limbs and abdomen. Is he still playing around with me? I knew for sure if that spear was fully powered there shouldn’t be even one drop of my blood left. I almost blacked out immediately before a familiar divine voice spoke to me.

“Don’t. Use the power I gave you fool.” An angry angelic voice sounds. It sounded like two great radio voices gave birth to a godlike baby. That baby grew up to have the smoothest sounding voice ever heard. There is only one I know with such a voice.

“I won’t do it Luke. My men’s souls aren’t mine to sacrifice. I can win this with my own strength.” I thought. I know I should if I want to stop this destruction. I can’t. If I use my men’s souls they will never exist ever again. They will never be able to be reborn once used.

“Isn’t it obvious you can’t? I don’t recall giving my blessings to an idiot. Fine I won’t let you decide anymore. I will give your men the choice to activate it or not.” Luke commanded with an annoyed sounding voice.

“Don’t.” I replied desperately. “I swear if you do that I will end you.”

He started to cackle loudly.

“You dare talk back against a God. So be it. I will not let my father’s world die because of your useless pride.” He taunted.

“Damn it. I swear on my soul Luke. I will stop at nothing to kill you if you do this to me.” I threaten.

[Rage and Stat limiter removed]

A blinding golden light lilt my surrounds. I can open my eyes. I saw several golden orbs floating into my body. They were absorbed greedily by it. As the more orbs flew into my body the stronger I became. A rage I never felt before surged through out my body. I was sweating endlessly. The sweat instantly evaporates producing steam. I can stand tall. I gripped my sword but it burst into flames. The swords handle was destroyed. The remaining metal of the sword melted into my hand. I felt sick knowing how I had gotten this new power. After I take care of Brand that bastard Luke is next. I wanted to win but not like this.

Brand started to cast another spell. This one had even a more massive magic circle. It spread over the battle field and kept on spreading. This is surely a spell that could end the world. The evil energy flowed. It spread out evenly in every part of this massive magic circle. I run forward reaching him in less than a second. He barely noticed my presence but still managed to block my sword. I don’t give him a second chance to react. I thrust my sword several times into his body. He blocked a few strikes. The rest slam into him deeply and made more wounds faster than the malicious purple aura could recover. Every time he heals one I replace it with two more severe wounds.

I was preparing to chop of his head but he used the purple flames to propel himself into the air. I jumped after him. He was over 80 meters in the air before I passed him.

[Berserker King’s Soul Stealer Rage]

I use the skill that would permanently end the souls of my men. I can see them flow out of my body into the twisted metal remains of my sword. An intense gold light blinded my eyes. It felt surprisingly warm. It was like a mothers hug. A best friend’s smile after I told an unfunny joke or lover’s kiss after a rainy day. The way they laugh and smile anyway to make me feel accepted. A warm embracing light that contained all of their lives. It was as in that moment they were still alive. I could see them smiling. The souls are smiling at me. The pain is overwhelming knowing this is the last time. This the last time I can see my army smile.

“Please don’t smile at me. I don’t deserve it.” I pleaded. I let them all down. How could they not realize this? They are never going to exist again. The final image I see is their mouths moving slowly. Are they trying to tell me something?

I know what they are trying to say. I will avenge all of you. [Luke] will pay for this. I don’t care if they decided it amongst themselves. I will have my revenge.

They are completely consumed by my sword. I swing down immediately. A huge explosive energy erupted out. The power even hit the part of my arm that was holding the sword. It was consumed by the blinding energy. It smashed into brand. We both fell at a nearly impossible speed. I was hit by the backlash of both [Luke’s Red Eyes] and [Berserker King’s Soul Stealer Rage]. My body is in tatters. I can barely keep my eyes open. My vision starts to tunnel. I can hear brand’s voice.

“You are too late. I will die. That doesn’t mean....” My hearing dies out. I can see only a tiny circle. It is filled with the dark purple iris of brand’s eyes. The darkness embraces me. I will make you pay for this.

The ground started to lift. Everything is illuminated by a purple and white light.