1 The Fallen One
At an unknown place in the void,
A handsome middle-aged man with hair as black as darkness was lying facing the starry sky with nothing but blood and destruction all around. Not a single limb could be seen attached to the torso of the body of the young man. Golden Blood continued flowing out of the body making a repulsive scenery.
Such a gory scene could make even the strongest vomit in disgust.
But pain was the last thing one could see in the eyes of the injured man.
The regret, resentment, sadness, despair, and unwillingness could be felt from the man that could make even a stranger's heart throbbed with emotions.
However, all the previous emotions evaporated into nothingness, and anger and rage took root in the deep of his very being when the nearly dead man heard the laughter filled with ridicule from a distance.
With only one eye remaining, the wounded man slowly somehow tried to open it to look only to realize he could not even move his neck.
"Forgive me, Master. But I could not give away all of my arduous work and my life just for your foolish but impossible dream. "
Said a silver-haired handsome young man who seemed to be a disciple of the barely-alive man. His face could not be identified because of a powerful treasure mask disguising his countenance.
The tone of his voice seemed to suggest a deep sadness but the sinister smile behind the mask gave away a different perspective completely.
Alongside the silver-haired man, four individuals could be seen. Two males and two females. Each with unique characteristics. They could not be identified because their faces were hidden away.
Each movement of these individuals seemed to make the very fabric of space tremble.
Hearing the voice filled with pity, the middle-aged man's heart turned cold. But at this point even speaking seemed to become a different job.
Yet, with the last bit of strength, he could muster, he laughed out loud only to throw up a mouthful of blood. Still, his voice traveled through the void like a thunderstorm in the middle of a desert.
"I gave you guys everything necessary to become stronger. Make you guys 'Gods' from nothing but a mere mortals. Then why? "
This time a burly man with a demonic voice unfitting for humanity spoke unhurriedly,
" 'They' offered something you could never achieve, Master. Then why should we give away our life for your worthless goals? Giving you a quick death is already a blessing 'They' are providing you. "
At this moment, an indifferent voice containing so much power that could even make the souls of the five individuals tremble could be heard.
"Stop wasting time. He is weakened enough, so quickly 'Soul-Search' him to know the reason for his sudden inexplicable power-up in these recent decades. "
Others who also participated also trembled hearing this man's voice and some wounded ones directly lost consciousness. Alive or dead unknown.
More than a million participated but only a few hundred remained to witness the last scene that was about to change the fate of this high Heaven.
This unknown man was one of the main reasons for the incident to happen. Without this mysterious man, it was impossible to kill the now half-dead middle-aged man.
No one knew where he came from but with only a single move, he tore apart the black hair man with such simplicity that others could only tremble at his unfathomable strength.
The features of this enigmatic man could not be identified. His very existence seemed to hide under the veil that seemed to even fool the actuality. His presence alone made the others not look in his direction.
Hearing the order from this man, the 'Five-disciple' could only tremble in fear and do as asked. But before they could do anything 'ARAGON' spoke up.
"Is not it interesting how could someone like me even discover 'That Place' and even find a way to travel through it even without any protective treasure from there?"
One could easily feel naked disdain in Aragon's voice. Even in his last moments, his arrogance seemed not to diminish.
Hearing this, the mysterious man could not help but frown deeply. With an intense killing intent, he asked,
" What do you mean Aragon?"
The mysterious man was angered not because of Aragon but the things Aragon did. When the news reached his clan, the humiliation he received transcended everything that made him a laughingstock in his generation.
Well, it was to be expected because, for the first time in a million epochs, someone from a world that he was supposed to conquer, dared to go against their clan. And because of his negligence, the situation escalated a bit too much.
Because of that, he slaughtered all of his subordinates and took care of the things by himself.
Aragon did not bother to answer or more like right now he was talking to himself rather than someone else.
"If only I could have more time. Well, I hope the next one will fulfill my desire and took revenge. "
He could feel his life fading away but yet he did not care anymore. He spoke some incomprehensible words and used the remaining soul power to unshackle the "Thing" that made Aragon an existence only within a few decades that made even the mysterious man take him seriously, something which was supposed to be incomprehensible and impossible.
Seeing mysterious did not get the answers to his question, a mocking voice could be heard. The voice was not very loud but in the void where only silence remained it boomed in everyone's ear like thunder on a summer day.
" Hahaha.....A mere ant from the world you asked to enslave ignoring you. How interesting! It is my first time seeing something like this. All the others could only kneel and lick our shoes. "
No one dared to investigate who spoke, cause if someone could speak in that tone to the mysterious man his identity could not be simple.
