Chapter 12: Crimson Moon
For the villagers, it was about their life and for Crimson Moon it was just a game.
Crimson Moon: "Remember one night."
Villagers decided to hurry up and started imagining the most powerful being they could. A giant black Panther materialized in front of them it was the incarnation of a nightmare of a villager. The Panther was around 5 meters in length and 3 meters in height, its claws were sharp and hard like the swords of the highest quality and its body was so tough that even the finest arrows couldn't pierce it.
The beast laughed at the vampire with the force that could rip off deep-rooted trees but this didn't make his opponent flinch as he caught the beast by his mouth, he grabbed the beast by its teeth one hand upward and other downward and then pulled it in opposite direction ripping the beast apart. Now ripped in two the beast dispersed in particles of green mana.
Crimson Moon: "Next..."
The villagers were now completely horrified especially the one who imagined the beast at what happened in right in front of them. The villagers' mind were now in chaos but soon their survival instinct took over and they started thinking about the most horrifying being they can. Seven humanoid figure with bat-like wings materialized in front of them, they were beings of folklore called Gargoyles.
Crimson Moon: "Ho, now it's getting more interesting."
All the gargoyles started flapping their wings and flew upward starting at Crimson Moon with blood lust oozing from their eyes. They dived toward Crimson Moon who had a smile on his face. Crimson's hand transformed into claws and slashed the oncoming cutting them into pieces.
Crimson Moon: "Come on, we are just getting started. Don't give up yet."
Half of the villagers had already given up and started crying begging for mercy and the other half faith had greatly weakened. The villagers started imagining different types of beasts all night from furies of Greek mythology to Dullahan of Irish mythology were summoned just to be destroyed by Crimson Moon and that also just by his physical strength alone. None of them even came close to uncover his true power.
Death after death the morning finally came bringing the end of the village with it.
Crimson moon looked at the sun and said, "Game time is up and now it's time to meet your maker, maker."
Villagers dropped on their knees and started crying for mercy.
Villager: "Spare us."
Villager: "Have mercy."
Villager: "Please have mercy."
"I'll have mercy on you, I'll give you all a quick death." After saying that Crimson Moon raised his hand and surrounding started to become hazy before they could realize what was happening? They were inside what looked to a castle.
Millennium Castle Brunestud, the home of the true ancestors which is a part of Crimson Moon's marble phantasm.The state air in corridors of Castle in which the villagers were in started to change and created a vacuum that completely ripped the villagers apart into tiny particles.
Satisfied with results Crimson Moon dispersed his marble phantasm bringing the surrounding in its usual state, he then walked toward the small temple to meet the boy which he heard about so much. After he entered the temple he saw the boy in a state he didn't expect. The boy was on the verge of death with his condition only will to survive is what was keeping him alive. Apparently materialising imaginary beast all night which he had never done had exhausted him. After the third time ever time he used is the power it squeezed a little bit of life out of him.
Approaching the boy, Crimson Moon got on his knees and brought his face close to the boy's neck and bit him. The boy's previous pain was now replaced with a weird feeling, he could feel his body slowly changing his organs,blood,mind,soul everything had transformed.
The boy opened his eyes to see the man who's voice he had heard when he was in the temple.
The boy: "Wh..o are.... you?"
Crimson Moon: "I am known as Crimson Moon Brunestud and what about you my little friend?"
The boy: "Merem.....i.. don't know anything else."
Crimson Moon: "Your limbs were cut off but you still survived. You have used your power beyond your limits and still survived. You are a survivor and survivors need names. What about Solomon, Merem Solomon? It comes from one of the most powerful human magus to ever live. He created 72 great demons and had power similar to you."
Merem: "Merem... Sol.. omon."
Crimson Moon: "You like it, I could restore your limbs but it's better if you replace your limbs with Daemon beast it will make you more powerful."
-Present time-
More, Izayoi and Gil were sitting on the King of Sky while Merem was telling them his story?
Merem: "So that's how I became a Dead Apostle."
Izayoi and Gil had serious faces after listening to Merem's story.
Izayoi: "About Crimson Moon, I heard that he was slain by Wizard Marshall Zelrecth."
After listening to what Izayoi said Merem became a little sad but cheered up saying, "But his true successor is still alive."
"True successor?", Izayoi was little confused by Merem statement.
Merem cheerfully said, "Yes, true successor her name is Arcuied Brunestud."
Gil thinking about something said, "Arcuied Brunestud princess of true ancestors. I have heard about her."
"She is the strongest of true ancestors and one true successor of Type-moon unlike Altrouge" Merem described Arcuied with great respect while describing Altrouge with equal resentment.
'His saviour died and he couldn't do anything about it so he transferred all his gratitude he had toward Crimson moon now towards her to not feel the pain of losing his saviour but it still hurts him deep inside.' Gil sighed while thinking about it.
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