Zero hp

Hp– 0/25

Damien stared at the notification with shock filled eyes, a part of him was annoyed for dying before he could enjoy a second life with pork and naps but a greater part of him was ecstatic at the thought of returning to sleep.

Damien stared at the sky as his consciousness left his body and his sight went dark, his body fell limp on the ground as the last thing Damien heared before he lost consciousness was the sound of his body hitting the ground.

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Ezran watched in horror as the head of his clone cracked open releasing an ominous cracking sound accompanied by gushing blood.

Ezran had made the clone using a secret art from the "unread book" it required a piece off his mortality and a large supply of second energy, due to that, Ezran had to give up parts of himself to make the clone work.

The idea behind it was that; the real Ezran would contain all his organs but only organs required to make magic and organs required to think would be functional so he only had his brain and Leviar while every other important part of him was given to the clone.

The clone would also have all the organs but only the organs necessary to fight would function aswell.

Naturally, he had his body and so did the clone, but they shared every other bodily function through world energy, the real Ezran's thoughts were transferred to the clone through world energy and the clone's beating heart and the rest of its bodily functions did the same via world energy.

So therefore, hurting the clone would hurt Ezran and vice versa, but destroying the brain of the clone couldn't affect Ezran since the real brain was in the real Ezran, same way stabbing the real Ezran's heart would not hurt Ezran's clone because he had the real heart.

Despite that, having your skull crack open even if it wouldn't affect your brain was still excruciatingly painful, both the clone and Ezran saw themselves as each other so seeing your skull cracked open and bleeding sent Ezran into an immediate shock as he fell on the ground, his mouth foaming as he seizured uncontrollably, his body shook violently, bending in uncomfortable angles as huge veins all over his body threathed to pop, as they bulged and pulsed endlessly.

Ezran looked like he was struggling to breathe, his muscles stiffened and moving with out his control, his mind trying to convince him that he wasn't the one who died.

All the while his eyes where fixed on Damien's body, more accurately, his corpse that laid on the ground, Ezran was pissed off beyond measure. He had found someone so interesting, someone that would most definitely tell an amazing story, yet he died before the story could even start.

The shaking had calmed down considerably and Ezran could feel his organs from the clone return back to him as the clones body deteriorated at a visible speed.

The bear whom had finally gotten what it wanted, turned its head to face Ezran's body that laid on the ground, hate filling its eyes once again. Just because Ezran could feel himself getting better didn't mean he was in any state to fight or even run but it didn't look like the bear cared in the slightest, all it wanted was to sever his head off his body and munch on his remains.

The Titan bear passed Damien's body with drool leaking out its mouth as it slowly made its way towards Ezran's body that laid on the ground wriggling softly.

Soon it's cold blue eyes met Ezran's and its cold breath that was filled with the stench of death and blood crept on Ezran's pale skin, making it crawl in disgust.

It opened its large jaw preparing to bite off Ezran's head when suddenly it felt like it lost its balance, the air around it became so thick that it was hard to breathe despite its large nostrils. Ut turned around to meet the most unnatural thing it had ever seen, a set of obsidian eyes fixed on its neck.

"I could have sworn I killed you" the only thought on the bears mind as even in its mind it stuttered in fear

Not far from the bear, Damien stood with three dagger deep holes in his chest and a terrifying grin that reached ear to ear his black cold eyes exuding nothing but terror as he stared at the bear, the Titan bear could barley gulp as its brain tried to comprehend what was happening.

Suddenly a cold voice rang in its ears making its fur shudder and his bones freeze in terror.

"Now watch very closely, I'm only going to do this once so you better not look away" Damien said with an otherworldly voice that sounded like Damien's at the same time didn't.

"Diaken onigoro-tai" the chilly voice said with a grin as wide as a shark, all teeth on full display.

Following those words which translated to "Great sword devil killer" a giant beam of light appeared at Damien's out stretched arm, condensing and taking the form of a giant blade, it formed a great sword almost Damien's entire size in both length and width, on it was a flawless black pattern that ran along the straight edge of the curved blade, the silver blade reflected the sky, that had somehow turned dark and covered with clouds, shining like a torch in the dark. The silver blade shone brilliantly on the handle which was jet black and had engravings that seemed to tell a story.

Holding the blade effortlessly, like it weighed no less than a normal pen Damien pointed it at the Titan bear who had lost control of it bowels and was laying in its own filth, the Titan bear's knees seemed to have given out as it stared at death in his cold eyes.

SWWWWUUUUUIIII

With a single swing of the sword Damien single handedly severed the Titan bear's head clean off its body.

With a loud thud the Titan bear's headless body fell on the ground lifeless and unmoving, there was no coming back from that.

"So uneventful, was looking for a good fight" Damien said with sorrowful eyes.

Suddenly,

"Oh! guess my time is up. Hey new kid, don't waste this gift. I'll see afterwards, we'll have a good brawl then." With a menacing laugh Damien's body collapsed.

Ezran watching all this happen before him could barely believe his eyes, his mouth hung in the air as he was seemingly too shocked to even think.

He soon rushed towards Damien's body, he could see that he was still breathing despite the holes in his chest, all three of which were healing but slowly, Ezran then lifted him up as he moved into the forest.

"Yup... this will make a good story" the only thing on his mind

******

Damien was floating in a void peacefully sleeping as he free fell in nothing but darkness. He could feel the wind violently brush pass his ears but he didn't seem fazed at the thought of free falling endlessy, rather he was fast asleep enjoying and savouring every moment of shut eye.

Since Damien had died, he had been falling endlessly. He didn't know how long he had been falling or if he would ever stop falling. He honestly didn't care, to him this must have been an upgraded death, were there was air conditioning. In his mind, he thought that God must have listened to his suggestions when he said that the previous death void he was in was a little stuffy. Yup, that's why he put him in a place with wind blowing. Damien was ecstatic at the thought of eternal slumber but alas, it didn't last very long.

His body soon met the cold hard ground, the force of the fall jolting him awake, he whipped his head from left to right confused and disorientated.

"Did I die?" he asked himself, as he looked around at the white room he was in, finding nothing but a single table with two chairs on each side.

Suddenly a man with a black suit and a crow mask entered the room from no where startling Damien. He approached a seat at the table, then with one hand in his pocket, the stranger urged Damien to the seat opposite him.

Damien confused rose from the floor and walked towards the seat facing directly opposite the man.

On closer inspection the man seemed to be very tall way taller than Damien, he appeared to be over 7ft tall seating cross legged with a hand in his pocket.

"Damien Hunter, correct?" he suddenly said, receiving a violent nod of the head as affirmation from Damien.

"Good... we have a lot to talk about"