Capítulo 14: Chronicle XIV: Memories of the War
- This kind of battle... It's insane.
Those were the words of the Sorcerer Supreme; Wong and Johnny thought the same to themselves.
They were seeing an inhuman exchange of blood. On the battlefield, Fallen Angels, Demons, Angels and Archangels fought each other, there was no time when a lifeless body of some supernatural being did not fall.
Light, fire, black feathers, destruction... It was all that was seen, a war for survival in all its splendor.
- I heard something related to the Holy War a long time ago, but I never imagined it to be like that...- Wong spoke, with clear impression and horror.
Blaze didn't say a word, he was focused on the scene that was happening in front of his eyes. Inside, he knew that his duty was to massacre and punish whoever dared to hurt the innocent. The fervent duty of a Spirit of Vengeance; but that feeling was almost non-existent on this bloody battlefield. In other words, there were no innocents in this war. They were all guilty of what tormented them.
- Sister!!- one of the angels near them shouted, holding his dying mate in his arms- Hold on, please!
-It's useless... -replied the woman, weakly- Don't spend your energies on me... Please, just... Don't let them take Heaven...- she added, with her last breath, dying in his arms.
- SISTER! -exclaims the man, shedding tears. Furiously, he turned to a specific direction -Why?! Why did you kill her?!
A few meters from the angels, the trio of spectators watched the figure approaching the celestial beings. His skin was red, and a red cloak hung around his neck and fell to his feet. Her black hair gave depth to her bright red eyes, accompanied by a smile full of mischief and evil.
Johnny gasped.
- Mephisto?!
The devil kept his smile.
- Why? This is war... It's kill or be killed, and one always has to be willing to make sacrifices- said the demon, showing a grin.
- You are a monster! - replied the angel, furious.
- Monster? -Mephisto laughs- I'm worse, my dear enemy. I'm Death.
Launching a blast of fire, the devil ends the life of the angelic being. After this, he placed his hands behind his back, admiring his work, satisfied with it, and then looks at the horizon from his place, without erasing his smile observing the bloodbath that was taking place.
-Ah, nothing like a job well done. Don't you think so, Zarathos?-this question leaves Johnny paralyzed.
However, the Rider hears footsteps behind him, and to his amazement, his eyes beheld the original Zarathos, the one who was an independent being before being a slave to the devil himself present in memory.
Red skull and hands. A baggy purple uniform was what he wore, and a gray cape hung around his shoulders to his feet. His flames, unlike his predecessor's, were white with light blue details.
- 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙧, 𝙈𝙚𝙥𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤. 𝙄'𝙢 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪! - Zarathos exclaims, throwing himself against him.
- Oh, interesting... So you still hold a grudge against me after that...-reasons the devil, protecting himself with a magic shield.
-𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚! 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨! 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚! - euphoric and lost in anger, Zarathos continues his attack, without stopping for a second.
Opting for the magical path of attack, Zarathos fires a flame from his hand, knocking back the devil, who was still protecting himself. The flames clashed against Mephisto's shield, until the spirit stopped with the premonition that something was wrong. And his instincts were correct, since chains emerged from the ground, with the mission of trapping him.
With a quick movement, Zarathos dodges all, however however, he realizes something crucial: he lost the offensive. Now it was Mephisto who launched the attack, with a ferocious frenzy of blows bathed in fire.
- What's wrong, Zarathos? I thought you were going to be a better opponent! You're letting me down- says the red demon, with a mocking expression on his face.
- 𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚! - taking him by surprise, Zarathos launches a sledgehammer blow with both hands, piercing the ground without hitting his target, who jumped back..
Letting out a derisive laugh, Mephisto lands a few feet in front of the demon.
- It seems that you are in a very bad mood... I think that the recent slavery did not make you reconsider completely -his smile widens more, and his eyes shine a color stronger than his own skin-. A new incarceration should make you think more...
Zarathos prepared himself, fanning the flames on his hands to their maximum temperature, attacking once more . But again, Mephisto dodged them by disappearing from the scene.
-𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚, 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪!-exclaimed the fire demon, plunged into anger- 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙜𝙮, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙨!- he roared- 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙧, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚... 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙤𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙢𝙚!
- Your words hurt me, Zarathos... -Mephisto laughed heartily- That was just what I expected from you! The indignation, the fury...! The vengeance...- now, the contractor was on a rock, at a good distance from his opponent- Well, after everything we've been through together...- rambles the demon, tapping his chin in a thoughtful pose- I think I can tell you why...- he affirms, smiling evilly.
Zarathos is silent, but keeps his guard up.
- This war is for a greater purpose than to reign over others. You might not be able to understand the goal, nor why this should happen. All these lives lost... All this blood... It's for something new to rise from the ashes. But, regarding my participation, I get a juicy deal to tell the truth. I kill some angels, I keep their souls, and I have new toys! In return, I only have to attribute to the bloodbath - narrates the demon, smiling. However, the smile disappears-No intervention matters. The path is already written. Destiny is already at work, and you won't be around to see it come true.
After the speech, the demon of white flames is stunned.
- Angels, demons and fallen-continues the king of hell-. Soon, one will be extinct, the other will barely survive, and the rest will get stronger. This is the future, Zarathos! Why won't you be here to see it, you ask? It is simple...
In an instant, Mephisto's red eyes shine like the sun, at the same time that his evil smile widens.
- Because you won't be alive to do so.
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