149 I Am The Kind Demon (1/2)
The sphere of life force cracked and an almost physical aura escaped from the inside. It spread across the entire battlefield and the pressure it brought shocked and scared many.
As the life force itself was falling like pieces of broken gla.s.s, a winged shadow could be spotted in the middle of everything.
The G.o.ds and devils squinted their eyes and what they saw struck them as unreal. Azes smirked as he saw the figure falling. Lilis, Lanya, and Chulainn smiled wryly as they watched from afar. Michael took a glimpse and Lucifer also stared. And particularly Baphomet and Ifrit were observing solemnly.
As Arima was falling down, he reminded what he had just talked about with Triens.
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”Now, it's time to receive your t.i.tle” Triens declared while he was alone in the dark s.p.a.ce. From an outside perspective, it was like he was talking to himself.
But Arima's soul was definitely there, attentively listening ”First of all, I have to congratulate you on your success. I know that you may dislike me for the things that happened here, but I still want to congratulate you” Triens said.
”Back to the main point now, you pa.s.sed the Life Judgement. You will break through the Heavenly Realm the moment you wake up. Thus, I have to inform you, you will go through the refinement ritual. The process which allows someone to become an Earthen G.o.d” He explained.
”Remember that Chronepsis gave you the different designations you will be called within your lifetime. As you may already know, he listed them to you in the chronological order, with Plane Guardian being the last. The two you recently got are the 'Wicked One' and 'Arimane Reigen Blade'”
”Of course, the Wicked One corresponds to Malum and the second is just your full name. But I want you to never forget the latter. Your name is more important than you may think” Triens stated but Arima couldn't question him about it at that moment.
”Now, I'm sure you know what will be your next t.i.tle, right?” Triens smiled and said ”For that, they will all fuse” He added and Arima was perplexed about what he meant.
”Your refinement will unfold like this: synthesis” Triens declared ”Your multiple powers are all powerful and unique and they're going to be your strength”
”So, with Night Bahamut, the Silver Rule, the Wicked one, and, of course, Arimane R. Blade. The Kind Demon will be born” Triens smirked and Arima felt his soul leaving the strange world made of darkness. Just as he was about to disappear, that same darkness was suddenly replaced by a bright and colorful light.
Triens bowed ”Farewell”
The next second, Arima opened his eyes and he destroyed the Life Harvest immediately.
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When Arima landed, a huge cloud of dust hid his figure but there was something that almost everyone noticed. There was something really different with Arima compared to before. But before they could check it out, the dust cloud was blown away and dispersed. Everyone could only see a small whirlwind in the middle.
Before they could react, they heard a short scream and looked hastily in a certain direction. When their eyes finally saw Arima, the time stopped for them.
The G.o.ds looked astounded and even Ifrit stood up with a serious expression. Baphomet frowned and Azes, who was the one putting the most hopes in Arima, was also greatly shocked by the sight.
Aphrodite was gaping as she stared at the figure who cast a shadow over her. Before she was able to react, that person had already acted and Vastra was now lying on the ground a meter away from her.
She observed Arima and gulped. His height had now reached three meters like Malum, his bones had changed and his muscles adapted. He had long silver hair, reaching the middle of his back. His skin had turned grayish and almost looked like the surface of a polished stone.
His facial features underwent a huge change too. His pupils were bigger and his look sharper than before. His eyes were of a beautiful bright crimson with a hint of purple in the middle of the pupil which was in a slit. The l.u.s.ter in his eyes reflected the dignity and wisdom that should only be acquirable after thousands of years.
Arima's clothes also changed. His usual clothes that were bound to his soul transformed with him. His coat had become a lot bigger and silver lines were drawn on the original black color. It looked like some light was pa.s.sing through them each second.
On top of that, there were purple and red ornaments and patterns that accented the stunning appearance of the clothing. And in fact, the coat almost could be called a magnificent robe at this point.
On Arima's back, his robe was decorated with a single white symbol which depicted something like a pair of chained wings with, on top of it, a pair of horns. Then, there seemed to be things like large vines around it. And encompa.s.sing all of this, there was a circle decorated with runes. All of this seemingly representing, the Wicked One, a Dragon, and the Silver Emperor.
And finally, of course, Arima had now a pair of large, pitch black dragon wings. His arms were also covered by tough scales. His hands particularly seemed to look very strong like the claws of a true dragon.
'Just like that, the Kind Demon is born' Triens's voice resounded in Arima's head and the world started moving again for everyone.
But although they wanted to speak up or observe Arima closer, the only thing they could do was watch Arima leisurely raising his hand covered in scales ”[Superbos Furore] (Pride in wrath)” He called with a cold and strong voice.
A black light flashed and he grabbed a hand-cannon coming from his soul which had two barrels on top of another. That gun was the result of Superbia and Ira's fusion. Its size was quite big and almost impossible to use for a human. But right now, with Arima's appearance, it fitted perfectly and just looked like a powerful revolver in his hand.
Arima pointed his gun at Vastra's head and a purple plasma filled one of the barrels while the other one produced black lightning ”Azes, should I consider Heaven as an enemy or a friend?” Arima asked with a cold voice that echoed strongly around him, greatly affecting anyone who heard it.
Particularly Aphrodite. She was s.h.i.+vering in fear because Arima glanced at her when he said that. Those eyes of his were igniting her deepest fears.