"Death."
"A Common Term In This World"
"All Haved Faced It And It Took Them"
"I Have Faced It Multiple Times."
"Wanting To Take Me To The Other Side."
"But I Always Survived."
"But Not Today."
"It Finally Caught Up To Me."
"And,I Am Glad It Did."
3rd POV,
We See In Field Filled With Bodies Of Man And Demons Alike.It Reeks With Blood,Gore And Smell Of Death And Sulfer.The Sky Was Covered With Thick Dark Clouds.So Thick That Not Even The Sun's Light Were Able To Price Through It.Standing On The Field Was A Particularly Group Of Peoples And Brings.
In The Group Was A Witch,A Boy, A Little Fairy,A Noble Woman And Her Knight, Another Woman In Armor With Ebony Skin,A Moth Looking Demoness,A Big Demon Had Lost One Of Its Horn And Finally A Black Swordsman With A Huge Sword That Looks More Like A Chunk Of Raw Metal.There All Were Breathing Really Hard.Feeling Tiredness And Soreness Like They Were In The Biggest Fight Of The Lives.And They Actually Were In It.
In The Line Hangs Their Lives,The Lives Of All The People (Human & Non Human) And Both The Mortal World And The Astral Plane It Self.Because,The Enemy They Had Been Fighting Had The Power To Destroy And Reshape The World In It's Dark And Twisted Ways.They Managed To Win And Defeat Him By Hard Determination And Sheer Luck.
The Said Enemy Was Defeated But Not Dead.Not Yet.
Where The Group Were Standing A Dozen Feet Away Was That Same Enemy. The Ground Where He Is Became Black As Coral Like It Was Burn With Fire And It Has Form A Ring Made Of Ember. In Middle Of A Ring Is There He Lies.On Both Of Its Knees Clad In Black Night Armor Covered With Ash.Stain & Dried With Blood Of Both Humans Are Demons Alike.Its Black Cape Stain With The Same Ash And Blood Gently Flowing In Wind.
On It's Side Was It's Sword.A Sword That Looks A Hybrid Between A Longsword And A Buster Blade.It Was Dark In Colour.Handle Was Warp In Dark Leather.Its Guard Had A Chain Warp Around It.Its Blade Was Pitch As Black Itself.With A Little Fire Emanating From It.
On The Black Knight Chest Were A Huge Sword Wound Like It Was Price By Something Big.Dripping From It Was Black Blood That Ignited When Hitting On Ground. Little Sparks Flame Emanating From The Wound Like It Was Trying To Heal It.
It's Helmet Like It Armor Dark In Colour. Covered With A Black Hooded Which Was Connected With Its Cape.The Helmet Had No Mouth Piece But A Tin Line Where It Eyes Was Which Are Empty As Void Itself.
The Spark Of Flame On Its Crest Indicating That It Is Still Alive While Having That Death Wound.
The Field Was Silent.There Was No Sound Except The Hard Breathing Of The Group That Defeated The Enemy.They Were All Tired.Tireded To The Extreme.They Have Given Everything Their Had In This Fight.
Every Magic,Every Tricks, Every Thing They Could Throw At It.Finally At The End,They Have Given The Death Blow To It By Absolute Determination And Sheer Luck Of The Devil It Self.
Even So They Were Completely exhausted. exhausted Yet Ever So Vigilante.Because They Know It Was Still Alive Even It Had That Mortal Life Taking Wound On Its Chest.
There Feel It,No.Their Know It.
Knows That It Was Still Alive And It Was Looking Straight At Them.From The Viser Of That Black Hooded Helmet Which Looks And Feels Like An Empty Void.It Was Staring Right At Them.Stright At Their Souls.
Judging Them,Testing Them, Watching They Every Single Steps.
And They Were Right About It.
It Was Silent.No One Spoke.Not At Each Other Or At It.
The Silent That Felt Like Eons Finally Broke.
But Not From The Group.
No No No, Instead Their Were All Tensed And Nervous.
The Silent Was Broken By The Enemy,By It,
By HIM.
From The Beginning Of The Fight To The Very End The Enemy Their Fought Did Not Spoke Until Now.
And It Voice Sounds Familiar Yet At The Same Time Not.
It Sounds Old Yet Young,Deep Yet Soft, Heavy Yet Light.
It Carries The Weight Of Grief And Lost.
As Well As The Lack Of Sanity Or Insanity.
It Almost Like An Dying Ember.
It Said To Them
"You Have Won, Congrats". It Said To Them Especially To The Black Swordsman.
The Said Swordsman Looked At Him With A Somewhat Complicated Look But Said Nothing.
The Black Knight Continued Saying "You Have Won.You Have Defeated Me.Saved Both The Material Realm And Astral Realm.
Saved All Its Inhabitants Both Mortal And Mystical.From Me And For That I Congratulate To All Your Efforts.Exspcially
To You.Guts,My Little Brother."
After Hearing This The Black Swordsman Who's Name Now Known As Guts Broke The Silent And Asked The Enemy Who Called Him His Little Brother This.
"Why? Why Did You Do This?All Of This Death,This Destruction,This Devastation?
Why? Tell Me Brother!!! Why?!?!?
Just WHY?!?!?!?!!!!!
Yelled At His Brother Who Stayed Silent.
Guts Was Breathing Hard Yet He Didn't Stop.He Looked Looked At His Brother And Asked The Final Question.
"The Most Important Thing,Why Did You Turn It THIS?!?!"
"The Same Thing You Sought To Destroy."
"WHY IN HELL DID YOU TRANSFORM INTO A APOSTLE,LANCE!?!?!!!!!"
"TELL ME!!!!!
"JUST TELL ME!!!!!"
He Stated Before Starting To Cough Violently.The Ebony Skinned Woman Reached Out To Gut And Asked,
"Guts,Are You Alright?!?!"
Guts Begin To Take Deep Breaths Before Staring To The Woman,
"I am Alright Casta.Just Worned Out.Are You And Others Alright?"Asked Guts.
The Woman Now Identified As Casta Nodded And Replied,
"Yeah,We Alright.Just As Worned Out As You Are With Some Minor Damage And Injuries But Nothing To Serious."
Guts Nodded And Stared At It Brother Still On It's Knees Staring At Them.
"I Will Ask You Again And This Is The Final Time.If You Don't Answer Any My Questions."Guts Rosed From The Ground With Some Difficulty And With Casta Help.
"Then I Will Stab You Again Where It Hurts The Most."Said Guts While Pointing The Dragon Slayer Sword At His Brother.
Casta Looked At Guts Then Lance And Asked,"Lance,As Long As I Know You Don't Do Without As Reason.Even It Might Looks Questionable.So,Please.We Are Asking You As Enemies But As Friends That We Once Were."
"So,Please.Tell Us Why???"Pleaded Casta.
Lance Looked At Her Pleading Face.Than At Guts Who's Show Angry But Also A Pleading Looks As Well.
He Looked At The Others Face In Group.
All Have Different Expressions But The Same Concentration.They Also Want To Know Why He All Of This.
Lance Late Out A Sigh And Said,"Because Of You."
Guts Blinked And Recoiled.His Mind Stop Working.He Couldn't Believe It What He Heard.
Castca Was Also Shock And Asked ,"What???"
The Others Was Also Suprised And Ask Themselves What Did He Meant By "Because Of You"???
Guts Snap Out And Asked Angrily To Lance That,"What Do Meant By Because Of Us.?"
"Say It Clearly Or Else".
Lance Crack His Neck And Replied To Them,"You Heard Me,I Did All Of This For You.Espeacily, For You Guts And Casca."
Guts Was Shocked Again And Could Say Anything.
Casca Finally Asked,"Why Did You Mean For Me And Guts?"
Lance Replied,"Because, Yours And Guts Future Had Nothing But Horror,
Grief,Pain,Suffering And Lost.You Could Say That Both Of Your Complete Existence Was Fated To Damned."
Guts Narrow His Eye At Him And Asked,
"How Could You Be Sured Of It???"
Lance Replied,"Remember The Eclipse?"
Hearing The Eclipse Both Guts And Casca Shuddered.Of Course They Remember.
How Could They Forget That Horrible Even.
The Event That Changed They Entire Lives.
They Lost Everything From It.They Friends,
People's They Once Know And Bonded Were Butchered And Massacred Like Cattles By The Monsters And Demons Of The Eclipse.Under The Watchful Gazes Of So Called Gods Which Are Nothing But Horrifying Demons Which Control The Lives And Fates Of Lesser Mortals.And All Of This Happened Because Of One Man Only.
The Man That Once Both Guts And Casca Called A Leader,A Great Friend And Future King.That Man Called And United All Type Of People To Create A Kingdom That Future Would Always Be Bright And Full Of Equity.
The Man That Guts Willing To Sacrifice For His Cause And Casca Once Admired To The Point Had Feelings For Him.The Man That Promised Them Prosperity And A Bright Future Now Forever Damned Them In A Path Of Blood And Horror.
The Man That Once Give Them Hope Now Marked Them With Despair.Both Guts And Casca Bodies And Souls Were Branded As Sacrifice By Him.Our Friends And Alias Who Were Also Branded By Mark Of Sacrifice.
Their Deaths, Blood And Despair Transformed The Man Into The Same Being That Watched All Of It Happend On That Eclipse.That Man Was None Other Than The Former Leader Of The Band Of The Hawks, The White Falcon And The Future King Of A Bright Nation.He's None Other Than Griffith.Now Know As Fetos One Of The Last Two Member Of The Gods Hands.
There Originally Five Of Them.Griffith Or Now Fetos Were The News Addition.Three Of The Five Gods Hand Were Slayen.Not All But A Few Knew What Or Who Slayen Them.As For The Other Two The Leader And Fetos Their In Hiding.Nobody Knows Where They Are Or What They Doing.But One Thing For Sure They Are Not Coming Out As Soon As Before.Long As Lance Around.But That Might Change In The Future.
Guts Shakes His Head And Asked Lance,
"Yeah,We Remember.What About It?"
Said Guts.He And Casca Still Remember It Clearly As Day.And Sometimes They Get Nightmares Of It.At The Beginning Alot Of It Now Overtime It Went Down.But Still Happens Frequently.