Slowly Cher walked. The old man sent wave after wave of monstrosities, but Cher beat them all swiftly and utterly. There was a melancholic feel in the air, as Cher was smiling but crying, she sniffed and slapped herself. “Fuck you Chaos.” She weaved her body through a crowd of those monstrosities the old man had made and bit her lip.

Memories of many who she loved being sent to that cage, after millennia upon millennia of being alive coursed through her. She had finally woken up and finally took control of all the memories of the reincarnations before this one, and she was confused. She trembled and slowly looked back. The throng of grey monsters smashed into her, but all were melted in her sight.

She could see Heyla on the floor bleeding. Suddenly Heyla raised her eyes and met Cher's. Those eyes were filled with the will of chaos but with something else...hate. Heyla was unknowingly infecting an infinite source and trying to shape it, and make it hers.

It was suicide. Cher knew it. Her eyes shined gently. “What the hell is wrong with me?” She said, went back and hugged Heyla.

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That was a mistake she should have been predicting with her millennia of experience, but she had just been freed from the influence of the tyrant, and she was a mess all thanks to her endless reincarnations.

She felt something stab her and rip her skin and muscle from her ribcage to her throat. Cher smiled and her eyes glinted with true power. “You fucking DEVIL!” Heyla said, as she stabbed her dagger with the force of a giant upon Cher. “No, you don't.” Said, Cher. Cher glowed and her eyes became deep like vortexes.

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“First step of homicide.”

Cher's hand positioned into that of a tiger and she weaved through the stabbing attack like a god of slaughter. Heyla's eyes narrowed and she moved to stab Cher again. Cher landed on the floor, and her tiger positioned hand hit the dagger. The dagger broke in half, but that did not stop Heyla. She closed the distance quickly and slashed with her half dark dagger.

“SECOND STEP OF HOMICIDE!” Screamed Cher. Her left hand made a strange hand sign, and she once again avoided the dagger and slashed, but this time her hand slash made a ripple of noise and ripped a huge scar on Heyla's stomach. Heyla dropped to her knees and touched her injury in pain.

“How dare you! HOW DARE YOU!” Heyla picked herself up slowly, and she gasped, she smiled and she looked at the sky.

”Thank you.” She looked at Cher and whispered.

“Infinite vahra.” The air became heavily filled with the enormous presence of Heyla. Heyla's legs separated, as she let her weight be transferred to the tip of her feet. -'What the hell sky?’- Thought Cher.

She had just met two reincarnated friends of chaos, and she was going to get fucked over, after all, infinite vahra was the strongest art of fighting that combined any and every single martial arts on existence and to top it all, it was made by chaos himself.

“Daeths tremor.” Said Cher, as she left the barrier that was protecting her from the children of Homn. Her body relaxed, and a gate started to form behind her, from it appeared a huge reaper. The reapers eyes were blue, and it was completely covered in a mantle of white. Its scythe was filled with runes, and its bones were a burning form of grey colors.

“Let's dance.”

The ground beneath Heyla turned into a spiral, as she advanced with an almost impossible spinning movement. The ground beneath Cher turned into steam, as she advanced with the power of death at her side.

They clashed...