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Meanwhile in Sopri.

"That ballistic animal, I dare him to show his face to me again when I'm prepared for his attack!" King Rem was apoplectic with rage as he rubbed his aching wound with Wallace and the old man standing by his throne.

He was hunched over on the throne as he recalled the impaling Odin had put him through. Wallace on the other hand remained stalwart and silent, his bloated yellow armor seemed to have reduced the damage done to him as he was back in good condition.

Rem's eyes burned with rage for a while longer before he turned his attention to those before him.

There were five figures present as well with them with one in the lead of the five guests.

 The four in the back were wearing light black armor that was tight and easy to move in. The man in the lead however was garbed in black from head to toe with a long fluttering black cape as well as a black Bat mask that completely hid his figure.

He had two gigantic metallic box by his side as he silently stood in opposition to the seated Rem.

"This is the tenth batch right? Does that mean that I have forty of these 'super soldiers'?" A crazed smile appeared over Rem's face as he looked at all these soldiers in full black with bat masks and when he focused hard on their outfit, he noticed dark red runes would silently flash every now and then subtly.

"Remember young king, this is a two way deal, remember what you have promised. I will be back to observe the experiments and secure more back to our base, our boss does not want any mishaps to occur during our cooperation." The man in front spoke in a distorted voice and then silently disappeared from where he stood like he was never there.

Rem was too busy enjoying the new batch of soldiers as he remembered to when he first saw them.

Just two of the masked man sent out were enough to knock out twenty of his men, and he was gifted with these soldiers.

All he needed to do was follow the promised conditions and more would be supplied to him and he could finally contest for world domination. 

"Ah..haha..HAHAHAAHA!" A creepy mad laugh escaped his mouth as he was reveling in the ecstasy of a future world were he was the sole monarch.

"You four, go and guard the perimeter of this palace for the time being." He commanded them and watched them depart to their tasks without a sound.

Wallace remained silent as he just silently watched everything but the old man was getting chills. He willed his frail body forward in a bid to change his liege's command.

"That man, we have no idea what affiliation he belongs too, why are you surrounding your own safe haven with his soldiers, they can only have one master and he will have an immediate access to your head, please reconsider young king." He pleaded desperately.

"Silence Dioge! Whose to say who will win out in the end, all we have to do is just comply for now and when I have a strong enough force I'll be able to conquer new lands, then I won't have a need for them and they can be slaughtered at my whim." There was a glint of madness in his eyes as he spoke of his plans which caused the old man to sigh and remain silent.

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In the borders connecting Authmus, Mavrun, and Liandry. A man and boy were walking with torn clothes and looked poor and homeless.

The man had a cold disposition with a worn down maroon bandana that gave a stark contrast to his scarlet red hair and eyes.

Meanwhile the boy's was more toned down with dark purple hair and dim purple eyes that gave a deathly feel to his muddy and sickly face.

The boy had bandages wrapped all over his head and arm while his Father's clothes were completely bloody from his constant wounds.

"Listen well Ares, I don't think I have long to live, my wounds are too much but we got to stay moving. Escaping the Raiders means that the ones in the lower ranks would hunt you down to claim your title and the people with a vengeance on you no longer need to fear retaliation from the organization. I've been killing for too many years and now the people wanting to kill me is almost equivalent to the ones I've killed with these bare hands, in the thousands."

Ares looked at his Father and at his hands and remained silent.

"I know I've put you through a hard life, killing is all I know and is the only thing I am able to pass on, forgive your foolish Father for putting you down this path like my own Father. I was determined to set you away from the Seldyne's killer path, but I guess it is destiny that you were forced on it no matter what." Kain mournfully spoke.

"It..is...fine..Father." The boy spoke in stilted sentence as he held his Father's hands and they continued their journey together.

After another exhausting two hours they came across a massive caravan filled with people, the immediate reaction of Kain was grabbing his kid and camouflaging to wait them out.

Surprisingly though however, was that the caravan came to a complete stop. The middle chariot soon opened and a hulking figure dressed in his signature Blueish black armor appeared with his huge gold and black lance in hand.

Odin's glaring green eyes seemed to have been able to see where they were hiding as he immediately faced their direction.

"Hmm, I sense you, come out and face my lance instead of hiding there like a coward." He spoke aloud while preparing for battle.

The man was fuming as he just hid because he thought no one would notice them, not to have it be taken as an assassination attempt.

He left the boy there while indicating for him to be silent and approached the massive group himself as he pulled out his scythe in preparation, just before he left the hiding spot completely, he turned to Ares.

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"Be sure to not make a sound and run in the opposite direction quietly while I deal with them, It seems my time is up. Aizz, it seems it is time for me to join your mother at long last." He gave one last sigh before turning to Ares once again.

"Remember no matter what my son, you must make it out alive and carry on our family legacy!." Kain said with emotion while looking at Ares one last time before walking out from the cover of the trees and onto the open road.

"..Father.." Was all Ares could say as he looked at his Father's back get further and further away.

Leo spoke to Odin by his side once he identified the man approaching.

"Sir, that is the escapee of the Raiders the 'Harbinger of Death' who left around the same time we joined, about a week ago."

"So he is qualified to be of the same tier as me? Was there also a bounty out for him I assume?" Odin asked Leo.

"Yes, the people who want his heads are plentiful and have added ten times that as his award, making the price on his head around 1,000,000 gold." Leo dutifully informed.

"He really is wanted, I guess he is a worthwhile opponent, but he is pretty beat up, I would much rather fight him at his best con-." Odin was still contemplating his next course of action when a bloody smell triggered his reaction.

He was able to dodge by stepping to the side and Leo was able to crouch in time but around five soldiers were bisected from their stomach and were immediately killed.

The man was holding a long scythe as his previously red hair was now a long snow white. His body was strengthened and grew to around two meters.

He was holding a four meter scythe with just the blade of it extending for a whole two meters. There were two massive horns growing from his forehead as he bared his fangs towards them, terrifying the soldiers with weaker wills.

He already entered his Raksasha form and attacked once again. With just small strides, Odin would either parry or dodge the incoming blades of death but his casualties were piling up as the scent of blood was getting stronger as more corpses were being amassed.

Anytime a swing from Odin would open distance between them, his opponent would seize the chance to run to the other members of the caravan and speedily slice them up before hastily returning to attack Odin.

"Finally I could release my power on a formidable foe, let's see how long you can last!" The thirst for blood was blatant in Odin's battle hungry eyes as he roared "Abyssal Gungnir!" His lance slowly turned a vicious black color and the form of the lance also became distorted and looked massive even when wielded by the huge Odin.

The shape of the spear transformed and elongated, it went from two meters to two and a half with a whole black orb appearing near the middle of it while the spear point became two pronged and had a more lethal, jagged shape.

His spear also started ringing with a peculiar sound that was akin to shrieking. Even the air started shaking along with the force being accumulated in the spear as the orb absorbed energy into it and the whole lance lit up in response.

Ares was watching the whole thing from the top of a massive tree, from the start he was cheering for his dad silently who looked to be having the edge over people like he used to before, even killing some of the enemies people.

However, somehow the man in the front's weapon somehow stole all of his attention and took his breath away.

 The man's spear started radiating a might Ares felt all the way over to where he was. Sensing the power of the spear, Kain also started energizing his scythe and it also warped and started growing scarlet.

They were each ready to give off their final killing blows.

"Bloody Culling!" Kain rushed forward while swinging with all his might and energy and while focusing on his opponent and glowing spear, his cold exterior finally showed some emotion. Behind the charging Odin, there seemed to wailing souls and a darkness that seemed to call one to the abyss, his scarlet blade also highlighted it and added a bloody atmosphere to the area, as well as smell.

With that they finally entered each others range and struck almost simultaneously.

"Pinpoint Precision!" The scythe reached first and right when Ares started cheering and being excited, the scythe couldn't make any more leeway as Kain felt his body grow sluggish and he felt as if he lost control over his own body.

This failed attempt proved lethal as Odin struck forward with all his strength and impaled Kain with almost the entire length of the spear. 

"...!..." Ares looked on in shock and fear as he couldn't believe his eyes.

the body of Ares's Father was hanging completely on the spear of Odin, pierced right through the chest and was on the road of death he sent so many to during his life.

As his vision was sinking in and out of darkness, the man was able to slightly turn his head in the direction of Ares and he muttered just one word before he collapsed eternally.

All Ares could focus on was that dead man saying one thing to him even during his death, he told Ares to "hide".This was the man who took him traveling all over and did not teach him words or communication or anything normal kids learned, only the art of being an assassin.

Ares had murdered people already before and had become proficient in some of the ways to silence someone and this was all due to the heartless man who wouldn't let him be.

He would tirelessly wake him up early to study his movements and watch him stab his sword diligently and beat him when he'd make mistakes but he always made sure he was able to eat and took care of him.

That same man who Ares believed to be cold hearted was always looking out for him during these series of events which made Ares cold heart warm.

Just when he grew closer to his father, another random mercenary came and claimed his weakened Fathers life. As Ares was watching his Father's body tumble to the ground, his vision turned to the knight covered in a black, horrid aura and massive spear and a voice that Ares never heard came from his own mouth in a low whisper.

"I...I..will...KILL..YOU!" His purple hair started turning pitch black and his eyes started turning a shining blue. His hands started becoming covered in dense energy and his teeth grew vicious looking fangs.

High above among the clouds, the sky shattered as tremendous energy shot straight down into his body along with three blinding streaks.

"AWAKEN: ASURA

Area's small body started transforming and it rapidly increased to two meters becoming some horrific monster.

Where Ares used to lay hidden in the tree was now a two meter tall white haired humanoid figure with black wings.

His clothing was pretty much nonexistent as the muscles shredded it into oblivion. His skin took on a complete pale white tone as his senses disappeared and instincts took over.

With newfound power and size, Ares rabidly looked at the distant Odin and quickly sprinted towards him, uttering a guttural roar.

"Sir! Enemy incoming!" Leo was the first to notice and took out his bow and quickly fired three golden energy arrows in rapid succession.

'Ftoot' the first energy arrow struck Ares in his right chest yet he disregarded it and entered within ten meters of them.

Ftoot' the second struck his right shoulder yet that too was ignored by the already crazed Ares as he took two more steps to enter within five meters and was ready to strike.

'Ftoot'  the third entered his right thigh and halted his movements for a bit.

All three arrows had made their intended target.

However, that did nothing in stopping his crazed pursuit as he continued his sprint to Odin, ignoring the archer Leo who was right beside him.

The energy around his hands started converging and a massive black claw was thrown towards Odin's chest. A muffled sound resounded.

That was it. Odin had met its strike with a palm of his own and negated the impact. All it did was make some noise upon contact.

Odin looked at the beast in front of him and scanned it up and down and after giving a once over, decided to end it with a quick stab to it's stomach, its screeching soon went silent, with it only letting out incoherent groans as it slowly became incapacitated.

"Keuk...Fath..er."