TriVerse: Bloom of the Forgotten soul

chapter 2 : djurn the seeker

part 1

demon sense the divine dust starts to

affect the hunters body as he grow wings and he boasted that he became the angel and no one can stop him with an evil laugh and release an light beam at him

but the demon emerged unharmed and sighed by his actions and

explain that although that it will affect the regular demon but he was a abyssal being and he can actually cancel his beam and he took the broken pieces of his soul blade and control it at will it worked like a bullet and killed the hunter

in the chaos the another guy with sickle try to attack him and seeing demon blocked without looking he backed up and introduced himself as the djurn the seeker and he was here to protect an insignia and he try to enter in the hospital

but demon blocked his way and said he can't allow cuz his master won't allow it

seeing his devotion he challange demon for a dual

meanwhile jiho entered into the hospital and sense high amount of energy from her sister's room in a burst of rage the black dragon soul took control of his body and used stab to kill the hunters one by one and killed all the priest extracting soul from her sister

he try to get near her

but her energy and his energy crashed and form a shock wave dazzled like aurora both demon and djurn felt the shockwave

and rushed to see what happened to them inside they were floating

djurn said her pure energy and enhancement light energy struggling to balance

he noticed jiho's energy was struggling more then her sister's

djurn suggest that they will be entered into the plain of monument to stabilize their energy .

demon refuse as his master's black dragon title can cause chaos to the plane and he cannot survive.but djurn said both have pure energy and its the only way for them to survive

demon reluctantly agrees and djurn took out an capsule the capsule covered both jiho and Jena the capsule shrunk into an size of a foot ball .as djurn sealed the capsule

a crack in the space was appeared and as time frozen emerged a devil with menicing mana and a holy knight with sinister aura

Twin roars shake the sky announcing as Kharzuleth and Varentis and they are 15 and 16 th rank of Aeonyr Vexhalion's knight ordered djurn and demon to handover the capsule

as djurn refuse

Kharzuleth and Varentis use the weapon to hit ground. the Reality cinches tight. thus open their domains—metal shrieks, abyssal vines lash, hymns bleed backwards into the air.

nameless demon realize their power was too much so he challange them

“Let echoes devour false gods. I who inherit the will of abyssal warrior , and you will fall beneath my silence.”

in response to his challenge his soul weapon demon slayer dagger appeared to support him

Djurn’s Whisper to the Capsule

“Jiho… Jena… Your inheritance blooms in the storm as it's my duty to protect the bloom

he used another capsule with an ember of divine tree and joined both capsule and zap

they all gone what's left an crack on dimension one with bright light with red thunder and one with darkness and the capsule djurn try to join was opened half way

part 2. Duel of Realms

A domain of blackened spires, crawling with abyssal beasts and twisted sigils.

within the darkness he materialized

Kharzuleth: The Abyss-Bringer

Cloaked in flowing mist, his ribs etched with crawling glyphs, eyes like dying stars.

Kharzuleth (growls):

“Nameless wretch... I smell your blood threading between realms. Give up your masters memories, and I may let you rot unbroken.”

Nameless Demon (voice like cracking stone):

“You are a whisper beneath the silence of the truth I carry as i Kharzuleth saw the truth of power "Kharzuleth said

Step forward, Kharzuleth...I haven't feed my dagger for a long show me what's you got

"unless u see your abyssal power unworthy.” nameless demon replied

seeing his hesitant by seeing the shattered daggers power so nameless demon took the initiative and started the massacre

nameless demon through the abyssal hordes, claws wrapped in abyssal flame, deflecting beasts birthed from thought and terror.

Do you know what’s worse than forgetting?” nameless demon asks.

Kharzuleth: “Tell me, halfbreed.”

“Remembering what your master erased.”

meanwhile as the light and red thunder emerged from the crack the owner appeared before djurn was

A shattered cathedral of sacred light inverted, cracked vows stitched into every stone.

with in emerged

Ser Varentis: Oath-Shattered Helmet shattered, face half-hallowed, shield forged from shattered relics, sword of demon slaying pulsing holy wrath.

Ser Varentis (cold and hollow):

“Djurn the Seeker... your winds will falter. The Monuments of Reality will crumble before the weight of our Master’s will.”

Djurn (realized that some one betray them by spreading this info to the one he wish to hide):

“Then I’ll carve a new reality through your bones, knight. Let the wind remember your shame.”

Varentis charges, demon-slayer sword arcing in sanctified wrath.

Djurn parries with his wind-coated reaper, shattering prayers mid-air.

“You guard shattered promises!” Djurn shouts.

“I am the promise,” Varentis growls, shield blooming with spectral chains.

intense fight of aura and djurns attack speed stacks to the rate that can't see with human eyes however it was unfazed by the shield of verentis

Djurn’s blade was humming like a choir of winds as he realized

finally......monument answers their call

In the chaos, the half-sealed capsule shimmered—the air bent around it as Jiho’s power stirred, magnetized by familiar presence. His trifold soul began to harmonize with the demon’s fractured essence.

The capsule housing Jiho and Jena hovered between the twin soul and trisoul flickering with fractured light.

The air reeked of abyssal tension

Kharzuleth clutched a flickering orb—cracked like forgotten stars, pulsing with the agony of countless void-souls. A cruel grin split his face.

Kharzuleth (chanting):

“Blood of the broken… marrow of the lost… by Aeonyr Vexhalion's decree, awaken Vasht-Muur, the devourer of abyss!”

The orb exploded in black flame. The ground tore open, and from it surged Vasht-Muur, a Deathworm plated in chitin stones, its mouth a spiral of grinding tusks and sorrow. Each scream from its maw unstitched reality.

the nameless demon braced, barely able to hold his stance as the worm's aura engulfed the battlefield.

in a verge of defeat

A thread of light reached nameless demon chest—piercing, but not burning. It didn’t purify; it acknowledged.

Jiho’s voice (calm, laughing):

“the almighty demon can't defeat a worm ,jiho laugh

as you are better than me ... crying like a Wimpy baby when your arms was severed by a mere mortal

they laugh at each other and jiho got concerned as his body covered with Bruces and scars

your faithfulness carried me here my brother.when memory failed. Let me offer what history denied: a name.”

The Deathworm paused mid-lunge—Kharzuleth flinched.

like hell I'll let that happen, Kharzuleth said

try me , jiho replied

Jena' mana dragon ability mana barrier emerged like God's light and blocked Kharzuleth and his army

however nameless demon gave his demon dagger to jiho and got ready for knight oath

“Names rot. Titles linger. Let my shadow wear meaning, not identity.”nameless demon reply

he took his abyssal core use remaining abyssal magic and named himself Sil’nar

Light and darkness merged in the abyssal core. Jiho nodded.

i grant you the title of Nyldir, Warden of the No-Name.

“Then rise Sil’nar of Nyldir… You are the herald of truths unspoken.”

Sil’nar's form twisted and erupted—his wings

his abyssal core fused with abyssal venom across his new armor etched in unnamable sigils

Jena release the mana barrier and jiho observed abyssal core gained one ring and demeterialised

and went into Sil’nar's body

His rank surged—no longer a knight bound by service, but a king led by unclaimed purpose.

Kharzuleth (stumbling, terrified):

“This was not Aeonyr’s plan… this was never written!”

Nyldir (voice now braided in thunder and void):

“Then I am the tear in his script. I am the silence he forgot to bind.”

With a single blink, Nyldir vanished from sight—and reappeared mid-strike, cleaving Vasht-Muur’s head in two. The beast erupted in a cacophony of reverse screams.

with the death worm defeat he gain another ring the crownless aura

in the chaos dimension

Aeonyr Vexhalion observed the fight through  blood angles gaze ( skill he gained in an intense battle with angel Gabriel)

The domains flicker, then still. Deathworm slain. Shields shattered. And in that silence

“Sil’nar… no… Nyldir.”

He speaks the name not with recognition, but with restraint—like invoking a truth he didn’t write.

“The No-Name claims title… and defies silence. A soul stitched in void and flame dares trespass the Namaleth Will?”

No wind warned me. No echo foresaw it. The seeker’s storm… the demon’s defiance… the Souled Twins aligning

he summoned the The Tome of Namaleth

and search for his name but no clue as if they done a miracle

the first ever miracle given to a demon even humiliating an half demon

(Aeonyr Vexhalion was jealous as title is something only the God gave to human now the same thing done by a human to a demon but he is not the one receiving )

he is rather calm searching for all 4 names the only one name he got was jiho .

then jiho it is i wonder what kind of expression he gives when he despairs

Aeonyr Vexhalion said ( with an villan voice)

Nyldir lifts his gaze—not in fear, but in calm holding Kharzuleth head and sees blood angles eye and use Kharzuleth head as orb and blast an ray enough to damage the angles eye thats give an scar in Aeonyr Vexhalion's left eye

continue of other battle of tempests ( masters of wind )

VARENTIS (low, bitter):

“You speak of storms, seeker. But I was the tempest once. I was the blade of Aeonyr’s will…”

Djurn (steadily):

“No. You were the silence that let monuments decay.”

Varentis lunges—his sword glowing with sanctified wrath. Djurn spins, wind-runes flaring, parrying with precision born of purpose.

Djurn leaps backward, raising his reaper. The winds gather, circling his blade, whispering ancient tongues—not of destruction, but release.

Djurn (chanting):

“Let this blade remember your vow. Let this wind mourn your fall. Let this truth... unmake your chains.”

With one sweeping strike, Djurn unleashes

the Gale Requiem—a spiraling vortex of wind and memory.

It does not tear Varentis apart. It reveals him.

Armor cracks. His sword fades. His shield crumbles into petals of forgotten light.

the man who once protected the monument you will be the one that pay for your sins so your bloodline may raise once again pure and loyal

Varentis (kneeling, voice trembling):

“I was broken… and then made a blade again… not to protect, but to bind.”

Djurn (softly):

“Then be unbound.”

Varentis falls—not vanquished, but released. His soul joins the winds.

The sky clears for one breath

djurn held the sword not as a seeker as an protector to protect the lineage of Varentis the vanquisher

as they were thrown out from the rift djurn took the capsule he used his power endless inventory to take a flute and used it to summon an Pegasus

djurn and Sil’nar started their journey to monument of reality as jiho and Jena souls are not stabilized yet

on other hand Aeonyr Vexhalion was angry that a crownless king a mere half breed dares to harm him as he order to summon Mnes’kai, the Binder of Unborn Thought” the order 10 of Aeonyr Vexhalion's selected fallen knight

Aeonyr order Mnes’kai to unchain the beast the Velkrith, the Amnesia Beast”

aeonyr feed him his blood Angels eye the beast sense the abnormal name that can be devour the beast roars that echoes the angels ,demons and beasts last roars.