Heir of Chaos: Blade of Death

Chapter 1 - Conflict of gods

The void twisted as a figure stepped out of it looking like he was escaping from something or someone… 

The torn void quickly sealed as he crashed on the white sand and coughed up a mouthful of blood, the fiery crimson fluid staining the white sand. His eyes turned frosty, but the excruciating pain he felt had him cursing out non-stop.

"Those bastards, those fucking bitches… they can't even be trusted to keep me safe let alone keep my power in check. Now they want to harvest my soul? Argh!" 

He spat out more blood, turning spiteful.

"The entire magical realm has been stripped of its godliness and divinity… with time, even the gods themselves will crumble without it."

He chuckled like a maniac displaying bloodied teeth. 

'The gods, huh?'

Who were gods? 

They are beings of higher authority. Meaning that… They have the power to create and destroy, even going as far as making the entire multiverse, Megaverse or even universe a ruin. When gods are in conflict, a mortal human could awaken an ability from the phenomenon caused by the conflicts of gods… and of course, their conflicts were naturally once in a blue moon. 

It is also normal to say that… A god could awaken a deity. Those deities are what humans become.

*Cough, cough* 

He spat out more blood but then froze.

There's no more time or else he would lose his entire legacy for good. The gods were powerful and if there's anything that they cannot control, then it is their greed for more power. 

'Five seconds more…'

He waved his two index fingers and did a double incantation gesture: Dissemination of Core…

The very soul that housed an infinite power unfused from his body and slowly started to separate until they were in three parts.

'The gods wanted my core right? Fearing that I might become too powerful for them to control… and probably go against them. Fine, let's see how they find my power in the mortal body of a sick human.'

Then like a hurricane, the three parts of a god's broken soul vanished into the mortal world.

He smiled softly counting down…

'Two seconds… one second…' 

The sky shattered as something that looked like a gargantuan palm covered the entire world, blocking the sun and pressing down on the weak god. 

"Give it up Azarax and unleash your soul core to us… maybe we might spare your life for obedience."

The weak god on his knees looked up. He was covered in blood as he watched tiny sparks from their unleashed powers descend upon the mortal world but he didn't say. 

Even the gods who seemed to be the main Pinnacle of existence… those higher beings who were granted rulership over the entire realm… the cosmos of time and the multiverse; they were clueless as to what their battle between themselves would do in the mortal world. When they fight, they give birth to deities without knowing how. It was indeed a very strange logic. Azarax knew this, but took it with him to the grave.

Leviathan stared deeply at Azarax then he turned towards Zeus and said: "He doesn't want to hand his core over. Let's just kill him, he is already weakened to a pathetic state. When he is dead, we can harvest his core."

Three more gods appeared like phantoms.

Archon, Gilead and Uriel.

"If he dies, his core dies… his soul weakens and the power fades. We might not absorb it at its peak. We have to force him to give it or we might lose out this chance to infinitely grow our powers." 

Gilead said.

They saw reason in that then all of them surrounded Azarax. 

Leviathan, Zeus, Gilead, Uriel and Archon.

But Azarax didn't have any divine power left to share so he smiled darkly, wanting to fight till he died. So summoning his power as a god, the sky rippled like a torrent, and he appeared before the five gods in an instant.

He waved his hands: Ring of darkness: Sevenfold.

The entire battlefield changed drastically as a thundering earthquake shook the universe.

***

*Earth* Present Time…

Rime Havan stared blankly at the hospital wall, his hands clutching the white sheets tightly… he bit his lips nervously remembering that he had been injected something deadly by the bullies in his school.

Starting from year one to year eight, this particular set of bullies had targeted him. What was worse is that he couldn't change high school because his mom did not have money for it. Plus, he was on a scholarship and couldn't just waste it. So he endured. But reaching a point, he had almost committed suicide if not for being rescued on time and reported… then maybe he would have died already.

He never tell… he couldn't sell out the bullies all because they had awakened special aspect abilities and he had not… the police force didn't have a special force with special abilities so contending against those with abilities was like fighting a losing battle so he never revealed them up until when they injected him with the heart seeker and now, his heart had almost been dried up if not for the doctors trying to use special means to curb the damage.

He didn't die as of yet. 

But then… the school could no longer provide him with these high tech drugs to curb his heart so they suggested he told his mother so she would pay the bills but he didn't dare, knowing that she wouldn't be able to afford it. 

He took a deep breath, gripping the sheets tighter, his knuckles turning white at the sheer force. "Fine, let me die. I don't want to burden anyone… those bullies should find some other victim."

Rime's red eyes closed. He slowly lay his head on the pillow and then relaxed. He could hear the fierce beating of his heart… sometimes it would beat faster and then sometimes slowly, making Rime witness the feeling of death and tension at the same time.

The drug was slowly wearing off while the heart seeker kicked off its effect from where it stopped.

All of sudden, the glass window in the medical center of Echelon high school shattered and Rime stood up almost immediately, expecting it to be the bullies wanting to make his death quick and painless… however that wasn't the case.

Rime's expression changed when he saw his green jade-like crystal flying towards him with terrifying speed… 

The heart seeker was fast, but this crystal or whatever it is was faster and it struck Rime in the chest, passing through it and merging with his heart.

Rime let out a startled scream and the entire medical team was alerted and rushed into the ward. 

With grim expressions, staring deeply at the shattered window, then an unconscious Rime, they all struggled to guess what had happened in the room. 

They examined Rime at first only to see that the heart seeker in his heart was shrinking down at a frightening rate. His heart rate also seemed to be stabilizing normally which was a miracle in and of itself.

Doctor Lewis stared at the two nurses in the room and said; "this is strange… I could swear that this kid was almost finished. I mean, his heart could no longer pump blood properly. And with the entire pound of flesh looking dried and shriveled you could tell that his end was inevitably near. So what could have happened to make his heart look so healthy in a span of thirty minutes?"

He shook his head and sighed.

"Nurse Lee, go… go and call the principal for me. He needs to know that his student won't be dying anymore."

The lady immediately left.

Meanwhile the other nurse was instructed to change a fifteen years old kid out of his cloth, replaced with the hospital kind.

***

One of the broken souls of god Azarax had entered Rime's body, taking charge of his damaged heart… the other part of the broken soul sank deep underneath the dead sea and its luster was extinguished forever. 

Then the last part vanished without a trace.

Azarax had used Sevenfold rings of darkness to completely suppress five gods before summoning the blade of sorrow and stabbed himself in the heart before any of the other five gods would get the chance to do so.

The rings of darkness wilted, revealing five gods who had grim expressions on their faces. They did not expect things to spiral out of their control… in fact, the only person in control of the event that took place, happened to be Azarax himself. Plus their dark expressions revealed the fact that… his godly soul core did not die with him. And at the same time, it wasn't with him. 

It must be somewhere… he had hidden his soul somewhere. But where exactly?