《Chronicles of Magnus》Book 1: Rise of the Vermilion Bird - Volume 1 - Prologue
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The dark night sky was engulfed with a crimson flame, spreading as if wanting to compete with the sun rising during dawn. At the same time a screech filled with agony echoed through the southern realm of the continent of Pangaea.
The Vermilion Bird is in pain as it tried to flee. The combined power of the attacks it received moments ago far exceeded this deity’s expectation. The individual strength behind each force is tolerable, but the amalgamation of all seven powers inflicted a fatal wound on the Vermilion Bird’s back.
Unable to go further, the Vermilion Bird crashed to the far slope of Mt. Magayon, a dormant volcano surrounded by the forest of Daragang. The land shook as it received the weight of the gigantic deity. A shockwave of wind and dust blew across the crash site extending miles in all direction.
At the same time seven silhouettes darted across the sky, racing against each other to the location of their prey. Pushing and hindering the other, each dark figure fought to gain the advantage of being first in the scene.
A shriek from the fallen Vermilion Bird was then heard as it let out a beam of concentrated crimson light from its beak. Catching the dark figures off guard, the force behind the ray scattered the predators as they scrambled away from the range of the deadly spell.
Then, there was an explosion in the sky, turning night into day for an instant. Six of the seven figures were sent rolling towards different locations. The last one fell to the ground, crashing near the body of the giant deity.
A few moments later, the last dark figure slowly stood up and limped as it walk towards the Vermilion Bird. Black blood is flowing from its amputated left arm.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, that the last of your power? Oh, how proud of you Suzaku!” the figure mocked the Vermilion Bird as it drew closer to the deity’s head.
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“Unfortunately for you, it seems you did not have any strength left to give your prized Hyper Beam enough force to kill me!!!”
The Vermilion Bird, though weak, stared in defiance to the dark red eyes of the approaching figure.
“Beelzebub! Do not assume for an instant you won!” shouted Suzaku. “I will not allow you to gloat further!”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, or you will do what?!” Beelzebub mockingly replied. “What can you do?! in your condition?! Against BEELZEBUB, one of the Princes of Hell, King of Gluttony?!”
Suzaku fell silent. It could not refute the demon.
“Now Suzaku! Die! I will put your spirit core to good use! Or is it evil use? Hahahahahaha”
Beelzebub stretched out its remaining arm. A spherical black energy formed in front of its open palm and aimed to the dying deity. But before it was fired towards Suzaku, the Vermilion Bird’s body let out rays of light originating from the center of its torso.
“I am the Vermilion Bird Suzaku! Guardian Deity of the South! My powers are mine and to the one whom I choose as worthy! And you are not the one!” Suzaku cried as the remaining of its strength exploded from within its body.
The sheer force of the explosion not only decimated the Vermilion Bird but it also engulfed Beelzebub in an unavoidable force. At this moment, a marble shaped crimson red crystal the size of a fist flew to the sky from the centre of the bang. It accelerated with the speed of light out pacing the deadly energy it left behind.
A dark energy also flew out from Beelzebub, trying to chase after the crystal. As if using all its strength, it gradually consolidated into pure dark power and dashed towards its target.
When the dark energy caught up, it crashed into the crystal with extreme force. Another explosion occurred but this time, as if declaring it is far stronger than all the previous fat of strength combined, it created a crack in the sky leading to a space filled of void.
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The two opposing forces struggle against each other. And as if fate declared a victor, the powers suddenly merged into one. It looked as if the crystal swallowed the dark energy forming a dark speck in its core.
But the momentum from the struggle made the winning power to shoot through the crack, leaving behind a trail of black and crimson light.
After a moment of clam, ripples around that area of the sky formed. A loud rumbling sound was heard as if an avalanche was happening in the sky. The crack is being forced to close as if both sides are being stitched together. Seconds passed and the sky looked as if nothing happened.
And then there was silence.
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