Prologue (1)
Chapter 0: Prologue (1)
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"Grawwww!!!" roared the Dragons vigorously, fluttering their humongous wings in the bloody red sky... a dark abyssal sun hanging in the middle of sky.
Hundreds of Dragons circled the final standing tower of Humanity, announcing the annual judgement for the world of Zarth.
Whooosh!
Whooosh!
Summoning forth strong breezes through their enormous spiky wings, godly titans bigger than any mountains walked down the plain of Zarth bringing upon earthquakes with each step they took.
[Inside the Tower of Elora]
Huff...
Huff...
Roughly breathed three humans. The last three humans...
"Ha...? So this is the end, huh?" scoffed Agnar the Guardian Warrior of Zarth, wearing an tattered armour that could have looked extremely majestic in its prime.
All the humans other than them have already been wiped out by the swarming amount of mythical creatures rampaging their world.
"Gwarrrrr!"
"Fucking hell! Those damn dragons betrayed us in our adversity, yet dare to call themselves the noblest creature of Elora. I will kill them all!!" cussed out Bessie the primal archmage of Humanity, hearing the heart shivering roars of the Dragon outside the tower.
The towers were fortresses blessed upon humanity by Goddess Elora, known as the Crown of Victory.
One tower in each continent, currently only Asia's continent standing.
It all started around twenty year ago, when these mysterious wormholes called World Gates began spawning all around Zarth.
Unfathomable mythicals creatures walking out of it, running rampant and killing every human they encountered.
Many Catholics announce it as the judgement from their grace, the gods.
Humanity began to fight back against this creature, their modern weapons killing few of them like goblins, lesser ghouls and mutated animals fruitfully.
Though soon, the size of this World Gate began to expand.
So as the Creatures more powerful than the previous ones began walking out of the Gate, dark corrupted miasma leaked by the gate corrupting all the plants and animals.
Humanity weapons now wouldn't even scratch them, hence the true horror finally starting.
After one year of reluctant resistance, around 70% of the world population has been reduced to emptiness.
Humanity,completely driven in despair, no ray of hope seemingly to be found.
[To all the inhabitants of Zarth]
A voice...
Finally a hope showed up, the dark clouds ruling over the sky overwhelmed by the golden light showering the entire Zarth in its warm embrace.
[I Elora, the Crown of Victory. I'm saddened to see the unfair torment of this world.]
Said the voice, above the golden sky... its bright light blessing upon many humans with superpower and strength as it explained its condolence.
Hence, begin the era of Hunters.... who using the power blessed by Elora, hunted down the hostile creature.
Soon, a hierarchy forming among the blessed Hunters from lowest being E rank to pinnacle being S rank.
The three humans presented in the Tower of Elora, were the pinnacle of S rankers.
Each of them being the main leaders of the Dragon subjugation team... each of them possessing the power to destroy an entire country and dominate a whole continent.
If they wanted...
Yet, currently they are here.... below the statue of Elora inside her last given Tower. Cornered by all the sides by hostile forces.
Agnar was a middle-aged man, with a tiny moustache... his golden and silver plated armour destroyed fighting with the 500 metre tall titans.
He was a bulky warrior, with chivalrous vigour.
The beautiful lady, Bessie beside him was someone one could say to be perfect... her lustrous black hair shining bright as stars mixed with a perfect figure.
She wore a magician robe, broken Crown-grade staff in her hand.
(Weapon ranking: Common, Rare, Epic, Legendary, Mythical and Crown.*it may be above but unknown.)
As, one man rested infront of them... left arm missing from his left shoulder.
He was the strongest Hunter ever known to Humanity, the Dark Crown of Zarth.
Rumble!
Rumble!
"So this was your secret?" Ragnar lightly mumbled, the entire tower shaken by a punch of a Titan trying to take the final tower down.
Ugh!
Ragnar grumbled, pressing his palm at his thigh to get up.
His tattered dark armour soaked in the blood of Titans and Dragons, his purple pupil looked upon his comrades.
"Get up." He said, slowly sliding his sword out of his sheath.
"Get up?! Have you gone crazy! There's no way we can fight all of them, we must wait until Goddess Elora brings judgement upon those vile traitors." Bessie reluctantly said, hearing the command of Ragnar.
Swish!
Ragnar swiftly swung his sword backwards, pointing the tip of his sword at the face of Elora statue.
"Can this damn goddess care about us Humanity?" Ragnar shouted, his deadly gaze looking at Statue before returning to Bessie.
Elora statue was beautifully sculptured, as it made many guess the true status of beautiful.
Long wavy hair, sharp cat-like eyes with a face more beautiful than any angels.
"Audacity! Ragnar ever since you were called by Her Grace Elora, you have been spitting all this nonsense about her. I won't take any more disrespect of her grace from your mouth!" Agnar suddenly shouted, glaring at Ragnar from afar.
Ragnar was also known to be the only human to ever have met with Goddess Elora face to face.
Which could be a dream of everyone, though for Ragnar he showed more hatred toward Elora after their meeting.
Tsk!
"Like I care about your nonsense. If you don't wanna get up, just lie here and die seeking for the blessings of that goddess. Who looks at you all like animals to be farmed." Ragnar scoffed, looking at both the tired humans scornfully.
Whooosh!
As he dashed, turning to leave the temple built inside the tower.
He still one last time looked back, seeing both the humans still infornt of Elora statue, seeking for her salvation.
He gave up on them, entering the forest inside the tower.
Grugh!
Ragnar grunted in pain, the black miasma surrounding the entire tower infectint his bruises and cuts.
Whooosh!
'There is no hope. This world is already at its end. There is no reason to hide my origin and powers now.' Ragnar inwardly thought, walking down the forest with corrupted trees and animals trying to attack him.
"I don't have time for your lowly trash." Ragnar coldly exclaimed, leaking out his dark aura…
Booom!
Booom!
Sprut!
Making all the trees and animals burst open from inside out, corrupted animals' blood splatter like water, soaking the grasses with dark blood.
Swish!
Swish!
Ragnar quickened his steps, heading toward the exit of the tower.
Bam!
Rumble!
The tower once again shooked, the titans taking their time to destroy the final tower.
'They are treating us like some toys. That goddess and now these creatures. Is human value really this low?' Ragnar sadly thought, somehow wishing he wasn't a human.
Bam!
"Dark Crown of Zarth!! Get out, you dare hide inside this measly tower after cutting my left arm! Get out!" A Titan shouted in rage from outside, his left arm cut off as he punched the tower hard.
All the titans were half naked, wearing pelt skirts to cover their lower body… they were exact replicas of humans if not for their mountain topping heights.
Whoooosh!
"Hoh! You finally are here, Dark Crown!!" screamed the Titan in joy, looking at a measly human flying out of the Tower exit portal.
He dashed, immediately throwing his fist at Ragnar.
Ragnar happened to completely ignore him, as he slightly tilted his body lightly tapping the ground before leaping at the humongous fist.
"I don't have time for you Titan Lord dogs. Call your Lords here!" Ragnar coldly said, ripping through the flesh of the Titan's right arm.
Swooosh!
Ragnar leaped right infront of the Titan face, his aura coated sword aimed right at his neck.
"Wha-!" The Titan exclaimed in surprise, completely caught off-guard by Ragnar strength.
Grrr?
"Didn't the Titan Lord destroy half of the Dark Crown's power?" Dragons hovering above the red sky exclaimed, witnessing Ragnar slay a Titan in a swift.
Thud!
The head of the Titan dropped, all the surrounding Titans surprised by the unexpected.
"Dark Possession" Alard muttered, landing at the beheaded head of Titan.
Vroooom!
An enormous energy bursted open, miasma all over the area dispersing into air.
Alard was covered in a dark murderous aura, which only a great warriors could posses after leading thousands and hundreds of war.
'I can take care of these Titans, but them…' Ragnar inwardly thought, staring at the sky where the Dragons quietly stared at him.
Graaaa!
"Kill him! Get the Dark Crown!!"
"His power is already weakened! We can defeat him now!!" The Titans roared nervously, charging at Ragnar with all their might.
Rumble!
Rumble!
"My Lord? Couldn't we help those Barbaric Titans?"
"Let the Dark Crown slaughter more of those Titans. If we intervene now, I don't even think we can survive there." A dragon scaled in shining emeralds nervously said, telling other dragons to not intervene in the battle between Titans and Ragnar.
'He really is blessed by the Stars. I can see why Her Grace wants him. Too bad he rejected her good will.' The emerald dragon inwardly thought, looking at the sky… seven bright stars shining through the red sky and dark sun.
Kabooooom!
"Haaaaa!" Ragnar roared like a beast, his eyes red, body in blood.
He slaughtered mountain topping Titans like butter, eight red wings sprouted behind his back.
Using which he shined through the sky, ripping apart the Titans.
Whoooosh!
Slash!
Ragnar swung his sword, each time a head rolling down from the sky.
Slash!
"Gragh!"
Boooom!
"Krughhh!"
"Dragons! You damn lizards help us. What are you doing in the sky! Watching your mama getting banged?!" Titans shouted in horror, looking at the sky.
Grrr!
Dragons scoffed, hearing the word 'lizard'.
"What barabic language." Dragons scoffed, looking at them from above the sky.
'What is happening here?' Ragnar thought, his steps generating hurricanes as his slashes destroyed lands.
'This power. This is incredible.' Ragnar thought, unknown to any other beings.
He used the power he created after becoming a Demi God during his conference with Elora.
He felt the time slowing down, his movements becoming faster and faster.
Swish!
He leaped above, looking at the snail-like speed fist of the Titan.
Whooosh!
His sword aura turned as big as the size of a baby Titan, chopping off a Titan in half.
'I can do it! I. I can win this battle!!' Ragnar inwardly exclaimed, knowing his power as the newly Demi God finally unleashing.
Shock!
'What is going on! How can a human possess divinity?!' Emerald Dragon thought in aghast, smelling the divinity the energy only God could possess in a human.
"We must kill that human. He can't achieve his divinity or else the 'Judgement' will change!! We must not let it happen!!" Emerald Dragon shouted in horror, feeling an eye peeking at them from above any skies of the universe.
"My fellow Dragons, the loyal subject of Elora! Charge!!" Emerald Dragon roared, fluttering its wings creating hurricane as she dashed toward Ragnar.
Who in his own vision, noticed Dragons a long time ago.
'Too slow.' Ragnar calmly thought, looking at the Dragons moving ten inches a second.
He could guess, predict and tell every move of his enemies.
He fluttered his wings, his power increasing more and more.
He had been blocking his Divinity till now to not let any God know about his strength.
Though, now he had to show it to all god's.
He was forced too!
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Author: Dark_Crown98