Hussle of a Maga Ch.3

He was lucky to awake, the Maga was his savior. Wierd voices asked Raiden child questions and then a cold stone floor and some Eldro Monk sat groping for some element. "Damn... Oh your awake Raiden. I am Eldro Mithral do you need aid?"

"No just need to know what happened." Raiden leaned and stood straight up the world blurred and snapped back into a stormy mood.

"You are in the test of endurance. We will see how proud you fight time itself, white smoke followed by a thunderstorm of war saga that tested the trust of your father and sun.

The Demon people crashed in from all sides with weapons of bamboo. Then a girl with Ruby colored Maja robes ported into the room turning the demons red. "I am Ryun Dewha I am a guardian guide."

The two flashed across the sky as if racing to see who could kill more demons.

Ryun was messy and spilled blood and red skinned demon parts everywhere. But Raiden pulsed slowly killing one at a time. His volts so high he couldn't be touched not even by The Beast.

The fire was eventually defeated and Ryun and Raiden raced across the desert Raiden interrogating his guide.

"You must tell me if I am a God." He smirked under his streams of bolts that shot in front of his eyes. The Maja raced into it's Raidens dark shadows. Believe in me once more Raiden.

A dark monarch voice shrieked and clawed at his soul. Belief in.." The glow of travelers torches danced and he felt the breath of his father. Anger and hate turned a destined universe of peace to a metabolic medical hymn that bleeds a yellow crystallized powder into your Kai.