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She waved her hand making Gabriel disappear. Zero was walking towards her. Reaching near her body she raised her sword for the final act. Mikhael it's finally over", she started walking towards the lifeless body of her friend. As she was halfway through a white sword impaled her heart.
The sword was drawn the second after and her blood started flowing from her back covering the white clothes of the person behind her. His white attire was now completely red. You only had your five sisters. But as your sisters were born so I was born from one. I was a failsafe in case you managed to kill her.
I wanted to kill the Intoners.. The world doesn't work that way. Zero started crawling towards Mikhael raising her hand one last time. After all this was his purpose, but now what? One's brother walked toward an exit, contemplating about his new purpose, abot what's he gonna do next. I'm gonna make a church to help me protect this world, a new religion, a religion that worships my sister One….
The laught of a madman could be heard, one that will set the motion of the world, towards better Azreal found himself on the floor all had a new attire. Black clothes with white adornments. His gloves had their fingers cut and on their palm there were different symbols. On the back his shirt there was a dragon form with two heads that looking opposite ways. The shoulderpads of his cape were white skulls. Silver chains and many deep pockets were inside his cape.
Looking at his foots he see two books with metallic cover. One har a mask on it which seemed to smile while the other had a mask with a grumpy look. The first one had black pages and the other one white. Leaning to pick them up ,Azrael grabbed them in his hands.
As he stood straight. He could feel the magic power surging in them. Then he heard a voice that send a shiver down his spine. A voice that only belongs to something evil, a monster, a demon. Or so it would seem. This voice echoed in his mind. Looking around him he couldn't see anyone.
Where did the voice cam from? Looking in his hand Azrael could tell the voice belonged to the black tome. Everytime when someone comes you have to make yourself presentable like you are everything.
This voice seemed more human and friendly and more selfish , without any sense of hidden intentions. I'm not a simple book. I'm Grimoire Weiss. The mighty book of all ancient spell and magic. One that can cure all diseases and curses. I'm the book of darkness that can bring chaos ,destruction that can create and control armies".
Now shut up an let go Weiss and Noir". I'm Grimoire Weiss and you should address to me with respect". Azreal drew his sword and attacked the knight. His time with Zero was spend mostly fighting against soldiers and monsters so a group of knights wouldn't bother him. He made a quick dash at one knight and chopped his head.
The knights blood was flooding like a fountain ,but unlike the other times this was different. The blood was quickly drained by the two books he held. Azreal casted again and again till no one was left. The blood of the knights floated in the air towards the grimoires. However you shall also get stronger. However you can also take spells from those who you kill , be it a human or a monster.
It's not only killing , it's just the blood that matters. Azreal was walking in the castle searching for Zero. After a couple of hours of search he finally reaches were she was ,but what he saw made his heart to brake. He rushed alongside trying to see better only for him to fall into sadness. Deep in his heart he knew that Zero wanted this. He accepted that, or so he thought.
Bursting into a cry his cheeks were flooding with tears. He couldn't accept it. The other disciples were gone, his parents were gone, and now the only persons he could call friends were gone. His mourning lasted for an hour.
Azreal stood on his feets and walked away. He spotted the dragon sword and took it. The blood from the three dead bodies started floating around to be sucked down by the two books. His body was lifted in the air surrounded by a black and white sphere. He was screaming from the top of lungs. His body was feeling like it was tearing apart. Power surged in him, one that made him feel like a demigod. Is this the beginning of a new era?
He first appears at the end of the first half of the game and serves as the antagonist for the remainder of the game. He is known as the Shadowlord throughout. Shadow Lord or Shadowlord may refer to: Politics[edit]. Shadow Lord Chancellor, a member of the British Shadow Cabinet. Literature[edit]. Shadow Lord (novel).
Is this the start of my war against the world? Azrael found himself with a lot of power ,a power that could compete with an Intoner. Now he could wield the chakrams ,the spears, the brackets and the swords with ease like it was an extension of his body. He could dash in a blink of an eye and run like the wind. The surged ceased and Azreal found himself back on the floor. He was shaking but nevertheless ,he felt good. Will you be able to wield it however, or will you be corrupted by it? Absorbing so much power in one day made him tired.
He felt like someone hit him in the head with a club over and over again. He needed some rest. As he was heading towards the throne were One was once sitting. His eyes were heavy and he could barely hold his eyes open. Siting on throne he fell asleep. In his sleep vision of the past and future came.
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He saw the birth of the Intoners, the flower the battle. In this dream he could hear the screams of thousands of people that were killed. He could see the source of all chaos. Right there he stood in front of them. He stood in front of the Watchers. Grotesque beings as powerful as the dragons. No they were greater than this.
And he could hear them laugh. This vision faded away and was soon replaced by a new one. A figure covered in shadows. The figure of a woman with long hair could be seen.