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"The world isn't perfect. But it's there for us, doing the best it can….that's what makes it so damn beautiful."
– Roy Mustang
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dark clouds loom over the land as building destroyed and fire crackling as ash's fill the air. All around the area look like a dead Westland when you see it, it's like the end of the world has come to the city.
In one of the many streets there lay a man wearing purple and black clothes, he wore a purple long tattered cape that reaching to his hip, with a scarf covering half of his face, and a triangle purple hat lay beside him.
When the man opens his purple amethyst eyes and says " where the hell I'm I? It seems like I'm not in the abyss or the land of shadows." Asked the man as he put a hand to his forehead, after that the man pulls out a flask from his inner pocket as he took a sip " well shouldn't think too much." After he drunk from his flask, he grabbed his hat and put it on.
After he got off the ground he stands about 6,4 ft tall, the man looks around him to see flames burn wildly around the area, destroyed building, Rubbles filled the streets. It's like the hell where the walls lurk and live.
When he tries to Sense any life in the area he couldn't feel anything. As he again tries to find anything abnormal he could feel a large amount of corruption in the mountains.
"What happened here?" he mumbles to himself. As the man wandering around at a random detraction in the hellscape city, as he just wandered about the street once bustling with people to the now-dead wasteland.
The man just walked around aimlessly for half of an hour in the destroyed city when suddenly he feels multiple presences of something in his radars or his senses not too far away from him, as he picked up his speed to the location he saw was hordes of skeletons in front of him holding different kind of weapons from swords, spears, lances, and bows.
When he looked in front of him and thought 'why would undead be in this era have weapons from the ancient era, from looking at around the area they couldn't be from this era from looking at the surrounding building, and their standard weapon couldn't be that, could it be some necromancer resurrected soldier from the past, or did they get summon from something or someone ' as he cut off from his thoughts from an arrow coming straight towards his head when the arrow about hit the man he summons a large greatsword and blocks it with his sword. As one of his eyes brow's raised he lowered his head as his amethyst eyes glow in under the shadow of his hat.
" ... "
the man didn't say anything. He summons his second weapon an unusual carved Dagger on his left hand. And his great sword on his right hand. from a glace and from his sense he can feel at least 100 or soo skeletons that are present in the area of his radar.
All of the skeletons that are in front of him ran towards him as they ready their weapons to slash, stab and shoot him. You could hear the bone hitting bones as they run towards the purple robe hat wearing man.
He put his left hand that is holding the dagger crossing to his right arm and his great sword pointing in front of him as he lowered his head. As he took a breath.
He dashes forward to the horde of the skeleton in front of him as he slashes horizontally as wind pressure that comes from the greatsword come hurtling towards the skeleton and killing almost half of the hordes of skeletons in front of him, like fragile glass.
"Well....."
"aren't they very underwhelming?" Said the man as he continues to attack the skeleton with his greatsword with an overhead slash as the sword hit multiple skeletons destroying them and hitting the ground leaving spider web cracks in the city streets, the man continues as he dashes towards the skeleton as his greatsword drag on the ground, he continued with multiple horizontal slashes from his dagger as he kills the horde of skeletons in front of him. One of the skeletons tries to Parry the attacks with its spear because of the difference of strength the skeleton end up being destroyed from the man attacks.
As the battle continues for a couple more second, the man as he kills the last skeleton, the man sigh " well that's the last of them " as wipes his nonexistent sweet on his forehead. As he put his greatsword on his shoulder and his knife on his hip.
after the one-sided battle, the man continued on his journey to find an answer to 'where the hell is he'. as he just wonder about around the destroyed city. as his foot's steps echos around the streets.
At one of the buildings not too far away from the man clad in purple, you could see a white-haired, tan skin man wearing consisted of a black tight and sleeveless shirt with sliver accents that outlined his muscles and a metal plate on his collar. as he watches the purple man walked to the bridge area as the bowman watched the purple-clad human walked to somewhere as he sips from his flask.
[Time skip : (brought to you by a chibi merlin getting kicked by chibi Cath Palug).]
a couple of hours has passed by you could see the purple-clad man sitting his left leg up as his right was straight, he rested his left arm on his left knee as his right hand beside his daggers handle, he rested under a big bridge as his greatsword was stab to the ground and was clad in flame, as the flame burns wildly bring warmth and light to dark hellscape city.
A couple of hours before he got to the bridge he has killed at least 1000+ or soo skeletons on his way, and meet an archer on his way to the bridge.
when he was resting and drinking out of his flask as his greatsword rested on his back as he set on near the edge of one of the building's top as he feels something entering his senses as the object getting closer towards him, he could feel a high concentration of mana coming towards him in form of an arrow when the arrows head near the back of his head, he instinctively rolled to his side as he dodges the arrow.
"tch" can be heard from the pathway the arrow traveled.
as the arrow travels towards the spot he's sitting, as an explosion happens and destroyed the edge of the building as debris fly everywhere, the purple-clad man sighed " sighh..."
" Kids this day don't know any manners anymore" he shakes his head in disappointment. As he tried to find the bowman that fire the arrow at him he found his location 5 km away from him. he dashes towards the archer's direction.
he was just patrolling around the area he comes across this human when he was on his patrol massacring hordes of skeletons that are coming his way even if he was corrupted, that's doesn't mean he lost his memory of what happens before the city turns to what that is now. he is pretty sure this human wasn't on it. a variable an unknown existent that's shouldn't be here.
he planned to kill him when he got his guard down or when he is resting seems like that plan failed, now his plan failed he didn't want to fight any more than he should, he hadn't been ordered by her.
when he turned around and ready to leave he suddenly heard the purple-clad man he said filled with an annoyed
"did you learn any manners when you were little that not how you greet someone?" said the purple-clad man
the bowman stayed quiet didn't answer the question only looking at him dead in the eyes. but the purple-clad man doesn't seem to care and keeps talking.
"seems like your the quiet type huh? well that's doesn't manner. You greeted me, so if I don't great back will leave a bad taste I'm my mouth." said the purple-clad man as he holds his greatsword he slashes towards the bowman, as multiple wind blades faster than the arrow the bowman fires.
As the wind slashes send shock waves as it travels towards the bowman, The wind slashes come towards the building that the bowman was standing. when the wind blades hit the building it destroyed the building as rubbles fly everywhere.
the archer dodges the many wind blades but one hit him in the shoulder when he was dodging the many rubbles from the building. the bowman was bleeding from his shoulder because of the wind blades. he looks at the purple-clad man.
"it seems like we are even," the bowman said he quickly disappeared from his spot like the wind and not even once turn back to look at the purple-clad man.
"What a weird encounter, but humanoid of high concentrated mana with a will of its own and have powerful and weird skill sets, hmm seem oddly familiar, ahhh heroic spirits that should be it," said the purple-clad man as he put his greatsword to his shoulder and walked towards the river area of the city.
[Present time]
as the soft glow of the burning flames of the burning greatsword radiant the area near the purple-clad man, the fire crackles as he sits there with his amethyst eyes staring at the flame as the area around him feel tranquil as he rested his left arm on his knees.
he stayed like that for a couple of hours as he forgot about the time, but this tranquillity was broken suddenly by the sound of clashing weapons or fight near him.
he stands up from his spot as he left his greatsword that's is still embedment in the ground as he walked toward the sound he sees three people two girls and one boy as they were fighting against a purple-haired woman.
they seem not too far away from him at least 2km from him as he watched the short lilac hair, lavender eyes wear skin-tight black and purple armor that resembles an extremely short mini-dress that exposes her butt and holding a big round shield as she defends the onslaught of attack from the purple-haired woman that is using gardening tools as her weapon or fancy words called scythe.
as the battle unfolds, he looks behind the pink-haired girl he could see a long white-haired girl who seems to be a magus and a boy that seems clueless about what should he do. when he looks around the area near them he could see many human statues litters around the area. when he looks at the purple-haired woman.
just like the archers, the purple-haired woman seems to been corrupted by something or someone.
he looks back to the shield girl that is still fighting but more like defending the onslaught of the scythe-wielding woman attack with multiple powerful blows as she was pushed back by the purple-haired woman attack and now seems to be corner as he could see as they froze in fear from them as they being cornered as the white-haired woman want to retreat but the boy seems to have the determination to fight until the end even if its just a small chance. as the pinked haired girl backed the boy's idea.
as he wants to intervene suddenly a rune that turns into a fireball hits the purple-haired woman, suddenly a blue hooded man jumps in front of the trio. on his hand, he holds a large staff that is taller than him when the man, when he looks at the hooded man he senses a feeling of familiarity. he seems to talk to the trio about something. he looks at the boy seems to have a new determination.
the hooded shot multiple runes and destroyed the chains that surround the area as he engaged in a battle with the scythe-wielding woman.
the purple-clad man just watched the battle between the blue hooded man and the scythe-wielding woman fought as the blue hooded man draw multiple runes that turn into fireballs and sent them to the scythe-wielding woman. as multiple explosions could be heard caused by the fireball.
as the two of them clash when seems like the scythe woman has the upper hand and cornering the hooded man suddenly the pinked-haired girl pushed the purple-haired woman backward with a surprise attack, to which the blue hooded man used his runes to burn the purple-haired woman and turn in to tiny light particles.
[Third POV]
the white-haired girl and the boy look to whereas the purple-haired woman turned into light particles as disappeared from her spot. as they turn round and looked at the hooded man.
"and thas one down," said the blue hooded man as he pulled down his hood reveals his dark blue hair. and smiled about eliminating another servant.
the pinked haired girl that is holding the shield walked toward the hooded man slowly said " umm, excuse me... thank you very much, for saving us from danger" said with a little timidness towards the hooded man.
"Hey, good work, you don't owe me soo don't worry about it..." as the blue-haired man wants to flirt with the pinked haired girl his the four of them feels like the area around them turn colder every second suddenly icy cold voice could be heard as it reverts around the area.
["den vita döden!"]
