Revenge is bittersweet

Keyzar had an evil smirk in his as he looked at Rigar. Rigar's face was one of intense hatred. "I can't thank you enough for bringing me to that knife. It is very crucial to my plans. Now if you don't mind ill take it. " Keyzar said mockingly. Stepping forward almost instantly, Keyzar had stolen the knife. The response was a crimson blade of light in his direction. The blade caused a massive explosion of dust and debris to fly. Keyzar looked at the meter-long impression on the wall behind him, he looked at Rigar with an expression of pure joy. " OH MY GOD. What was that? It was amazing. Rigar you have a crimson skill! I knew I shouldn't have killed you. Look what you gave me. " Keyzar sounded like a child who just got away with all the candy in the world. " I'll kill you. I'll kill you and avenge them. AVENGE THEM ALL!" Rigar shouted at keyzar as he charged at him. Swinging his sword, a crimson flash appeared in his eyes and an identical light flew forward towards Keyzar. Nimbly dodging, Keyzar's smile widened as he flickered and appeared in front of Rigar. Hitting him with a golden palm, Rigar flew back. Using the momentum, Rigar ran around behind Keyzar and swung his sword. Dust flew up in a mini smoke storm. When the smoke cleared, Keyzar was holding the broken blade of a sword. "Haha is that all you trained for. You shame your father's legacy. " Blocking the broken blade thrown at him, Keyzar looked at Rigar as he shouted, "YOU DONT GET TO TALK ABOUT MY FAMILY YOU TWO FACED BASTARD!"

"Hoh well then stop me!" Keyzar taunted. "I don't need too. I just need to kill you." Rigar replied whilst pulling out a golden dagger. The same dagger Keyzar had just stolen. For once, Keyzar's smile wavered. "How did you?"

"I'm not giving this up easily. " Rigar responded. They rushed at each other. As they fought, Rigar reminisced about what had happened in the past. Of what keyzar had done. He was 4 at the time. His family was a powerful one, with a hidden treasure passed down for generations. The God dagger. It's said it will grant any wish, but at a cost, it decides. His eldest brother had been training under his father for when it was his turn to guard it. Sadly things did not turn out so well. Somehow, Keyzar had found out about them. Keyzar, notoriously known as the Evils shadow, had found them and raided them. His father and brother had put up a decent fight, whilst he and his mother ran. Sadly, Keyzar had caught up very easily. It wasn't a hard fight for him to kill his father and brother. The last thing his mother had done to save him before she too had died, was give the imprint needed to retrieve the dagger to him. He ran. Rigar had run away that day and promised himself to never run again. Now he was back at the place where it all began, fighting his family's killer. And he was losing. His clothing was torn in numerous places and blood flowed freely. Keyzar, however, had not a scratch on him. "Oh well, I'll guess your just as weak as your father. You're no fun at all. Guess all kill you now. Keyzar stepped forward and thrust his hand into Rigar's chest. Rigar fell to the ground, blood flowing from the wound in his chest. "I-I c-cant- " He struggled to speak, but blood and saliva were filling his mouth. Spitting it out, he saw his life flash before his eyes. Grabbing the knife tightly, he refused to give it to Keyzar, who was taking his time at cleaning his hand before he touched the knife. Regret filled his body as he lamented the fact that he did not kill Keyzar. As if reacting to his emotion, The God dagger emitted an intense golden light

"What the hell?" Keyzar asked, his smile gone. "what's he trying to -" he was cut off by the Dagger. Quite literally as the dagger had removed his head. Silently floating back to the now smiling Rigar, the dagger plugged itself into Rigar's chest, and a glow enveloped him. Rigar's final moments passed.