The wind now howled across the entire skyscraper like a beast that has been unchained, carrying all the flecks of the glowed on ash that had rained on the Sterling Tower and right below was the New York skyline that had just burned with the chaotic light. The rift was opening like jagged wounds in the air as all the supernatural energy all spiraled into the clouds and the storms was no longer natural but it seemed to be summoning. Marcus just stood at the balcony's edge, his coat a whipping sound that was violent, and is eyes on the swirling of darkness right above. "He is awakening, and it is the god that has erases time" he murmured. Right behind him was Diana, her voice all trembling and even though she tried to keep her tone steady she said, "You mean, Erebus? The one on your records that was called the 'Devourer of Realms'!" she asked as she put her hands in quotes. Marcus then nodded his head once. "When I had Allen from grace, it wasn't just from my memories that were all

The first light that shown at dawn had slithered all through the cracks of the cathedral that had been ruined, there was bleeding gold that has known alot of pain. The air thrummed with all the echo of last nights battle all the smoke, the ash and the whispers of some divine fury and there he was, Marcus he stood in the center aisle at the sword point buried in the ground and all shoulders shaking.She lay a few paces away, Aria's pulse was faint but still steady all the celeyial shied that had once surrounded her was now dim and so fragile. When Marcus turned to face her, the fire in his veins had all faltered. He knelt close. to her as his breath was uneven, he whispered, "Stay with me, please, you cannot leave me now not after everything."Her eyelids fluttered. “You… did you...you stopped him.” she said or more like asked. He looked away, "Just for now, but know it isn't over yet" he said as he glanced toward Victor Moon who was now shattered insignia in the smoke that was still.

The big storm had all ended and the sky of Manhattan looked so pale and even cracked with all the sunlight that shun. The smoke from all the fallen towers and the broke glass shimmering all across the streets like stars that was shattered and scattered. The battle was all over but deep inside the air still felt so heavy, just as if the world itself was holding its breathe.Marcus was sat on the church's steps and the Shadowbane sword was resting just besiide him and his body all ached same as his hands and his mind just felt like it had been through fire, but yet he was still here and alive and deep down the simply truth was it felt like a miracle.Aria was standing just nearby, as her were all gone, and her skin held a faint silver light, "The city will find its healing and people will rebuild from all of this" she did softly and Marcus gave her a tired nod, "They always do" he replied and looked down at the sword by his side all dull and quiet deep down in him, he could feel somethi

The rainfall had come to a stop by the dawn, but still he air smelled like hot thunder, she was standing by the edge of the ruins all her eyes fixated on the old stone gate that had made rise from the earth. The ground was slightly whispering with strange energy almost as if somethings deep inside was awakening.Just there behind Aria, Alias approached so quietly, in his hoots that crunched on the broken gravel floor, "You really do think this is the one?” he asked, in a voice that was low able for just her to hear.She nodded her head as she replied. “It is the final door, the only one Father spoke about before he had disappeared.”Frowning Elias glanced at the carvings that were etched into the stone, they all had eyes, like thousands of the eyes and each of those eyes were watching, all alive in the morning dimmed light, “It doesn’t look like a door,” he murmured.“It never really does,” Aria said softly as she ran her fingers over all the symbols, feeling all the warmth right benea

The pillar had a light that was stretched into the sky like a spear that ran through all the eternity and Elias had to make a trudged toward it and it ran across the glow of the shoreline and its boots were sinking right deep into the sand every step that echoed there had a faint whisper, it was of voices that were too faint and ready to understand, but it all felt and sounded familiar just like someone felt and had them in a constant dream.Around his neck the pendant was in a rhythm with the standing pillar all warm, bright and alive. Sometimes it became so cold and as if there was another heartbeat pulsing within had Aria's heartbeat.He kept on moving and the closer he got, the heavier the whole air became, the world itself now seemed fo resist him and the sky was trembling all the colors bending between gold and crimson and it felt like a dying star right inside.At the very last minute he has reached the base of the pillar and it wasn't even made of some stones or of light, it w