Chapter 10: The Final Battle

The gym, once a place of laughter and joy, was now a tense haven full of determination. Ibarra, Pato, Julián, Victoria, Sasha, Benjamin , Chino, Russo, Valentina, Jamal and Rosario had gathered in this space, surrounded by the survivors who could still fight. The walls were decorated with souvenirs from a better past: trophies from sports competitions, posters from school events and photos of students smiling. Now, all of that seemed like a distant echo of the life they led before the chaos broke loose.

Outside the gym, a growing sound echoed in the air. The dwarves, with their metallic armor that squeaked with every step, were approaching marching in formation. They carried with them a variety of weapons: axes, crossbows and small tanks that advanced with effort, but with determination. They were small but lethal, ready to face any threat that stood in their way. From the other side, the dark elves were closing in, their weaponry glinting in the sunlight filtering through the clouds. The elf knights, haughty and graceful, carried gleaming swords and ornate shields, ready to join the fight.

Inside the gym, the atmosphere was fraught with tension. The murmurs died down as Rosario took the lead, her figure standing out among the group. His gaze was steady, his eyes shone with an intensity that captured everyone's attention. She knew that this moment was crucial; they needed a boost, a spark that would ignite the flame of hope in their hearts.

Rosario— - We've been here for five years... - he began, his voice echoing on the walls, as if every word had weight. His tone was a call to action, a call to the memory of everything they had lost and what was still ahead of them.

Rosario: -We ran away and left our home behind, thinking that it would be better outside. We were wrong... and we came back, almost losing more lives than we had when we left. We parted ways with friends who have returned and are giving us hope for a better tomorrow...

Every word he uttered seemed to soar into the air, charged with a palpable emotion. Everyone was motionless, feeling the echo of their experience resonate in their own hearts. The faces of Ibarra, Pato, Julián and the others reflected the internal struggle that each one faced, a mixture of fear and determination. Benjamin, with his bandaged arm, gritted his teeth, remembering the losses suffered on the way.

Rosario: -The hope we needed to rise up! he continued, his voice rising fervently. Let's fight! We're going to destroy that bastard to get back the home that belongs to us!

A scream echoed in the air, an echo of resistance and bravery. The room was filled with renewed energy. The fighting spirit was revived in each of those present. With those words, everyone cheered up, and a war cry burst from his lips. A unified roar, as if the gym itself trembled at the strength of his resolve.

While the clamor of their companions filled the air, the heroes prepared for the inevitable confrontation. With determination, they began to organize, forming groups and distributing the weapons. Ibarra took command, making sure everyone knew their roles and how they would deal with the coming battle. The tension was palpable in the air, but each one was determined to fight, to not let fear dominate them.

As the preparations progressed, some of the characters began to check their equipment. Pato was adjusting his armor, making sure every piece was in place. Julian, with his steady gaze, was checking his arsenal of weapons, making sure that everything was ready for battle. Victoria, always attentive, moved among the others, giving words of encouragement and making sure that no one felt alone.

Sasha, still feeling the weight of what she had lived through, found a moment to take a deep breath. He looked around at his companions who had survived together, and smiled. I knew that each of them had their own path, but they had come this far, together, and that gave them strength.

Meanwhile, outside the gym, the tension was increasing. The dwarves, with their small but powerful weapons, were preparing for the confrontation. The dark elves, their faces serious and determined, adjusted their bows and swords, ready to answer the call of battle. The combination of their forces was imposing, and the air was filled with an electric expectation.

On the horizon, Alucard's shadows loomed, his dark presence was already palpable. With his sinister smile, he was preparing to receive those who would dare to challenge him. The roar of the wind was like a harbinger of what was to come, a reminder that the struggle would not only be for survival, but for the vindication of their lives, of their home.

With the gym about to burst into a frenzy of energy and courage, the eleven protagonists stood at the front of the group, ready to face the looming abyss. They knew their fate was uncertain, but the power of unity propelled them forward. They were ready to enter the battle, ready to face Alucard, the immortal, and reclaim their home once more.

The doors of the gym opened wide, letting in the cool afternoon breeze, impregnated with the essence of the impending combat. Each of them took a step forward, head held high and heart pounding. With their eyes fixed on the horizon, they headed towards the battlefield, where Alucard's shadow loomed as an imminent threat.

As they approached, the sound of the troops became louder and louder. The great army of the immortal being was waiting for them, a wave of darkness ready to devour them. The tension was growing, and each of the heroes could feel the throb of fear in his chest, but also the burning of determination.

Suddenly, a cold and sadistic laugh broke the silence that enveloped the field. Alucard stood on top of a burning structure, his eyes shining with an inhuman desire. The smile that adorned his face was a mixture of mockery and contempt, and his voice echoed like an ominous echo in the air.

Alucard: "Welcome, dear heroes," he teased, his words peppered with icy disdain. I have been looking forward to your arrival. I see that you have gathered a lovely group, full of hope and courage. But do you think this is enough to face me?

He leaned forward, his gaze fixed on them, enjoying the despair emanating from their faces.

Alucard: -They have spent years fighting to survive, but they have been simply a toy in my hands. And now? Now they're coming to try to destroy me, to get back what they think is theirs. But, I regret to inform you, the reality is much more cruel than you imagine.

With a gesture, he gestured to his dark army lining up behind him, a tide of shadows ready to attack.

Alucard: -You are just a group of insects that dare to defy a god. I will crush them for what they are, and I will enjoy every moment of their suffering.

Alucard's laughter echoed in the air, a macabre melody that filled the heroes with a cold determination. They knew that they could not back down, that they could not allow fear to dominate them. With the echo of his words still ringing in their ears, they prepared for the battle that would decide their fate.

The battle had begun.

Benjamin, despite the agony he felt at the loss of his arm, grasped his sword tightly, feeling the familiar hilt in his hand. Every step he took towards Alucard was a struggle against pain, an act of will that resonated in the deep abyss of his wounded heart. Anger was building up inside him, an incandescent fury that lit his eyes with a dark fire. He stood before the immortal being, his gaze fixed on the figure towering over him, defying him with a mixture of bravery and desperation.

With a face marked by sadness and anger, he raised his sword, pointing directly at Alucard. His voice, charged with emotion, resonated with a defiant echo that pierced the heavy atmosphere of the battlefield.

Benjamin: - Tell me something! - he shouted, his imposing tone attracted the attention of everyone present. We were originally twelve... where's my friend? Where's Leon? He came out with us when he woke up, looking for more strength, but the only trace there were his footsteps heading to this place. Tell me... did you kill him?

Alucard's icy laughter echoed in the air like an icy wind, his expression full of mockery. With a contemptuous gesture, he leaned forward, enjoying the torment he was inflicting on Benjamin.

Alucard: - Ho... I don't know. I've eaten so many useless people, maybe your friend was one of them too—" he replied, his voice brimming with contempt. Hahahahahahaha!

The immortal's words were a brutal blow to Benjamin, a deep wound that cracked the fragile hope he still harbored. In that instant, the anger that had been simmering inside him erupted like an erupting volcano. I couldn't take it anymore. The pain and despair turned into a voracious determination. With a thunderous scream that echoed throughout the field, he merged his being with that of his god for the first time, invoking his ancestral power.

Benjamin: - HO, GOD ZEUS! he cried with all his might. COME TO MY CALL AND GIVE ME THE POWER TO ELIMINATE THIS TRASH!

The energy accumulated around him became palpable, as if the air itself feared his invocation. Suddenly, a ray of divine light fell from the sky with dazzling violence, piercing through the darkness surrounding Alucard. The light illuminated the battlefield, and the rumble of thunder echoed in everyone's hearts, a call to war that rekindled their spirit.

The energy discharge shook the terrain, sending shock waves that made the ground tremble under the feet of the fighters. The brilliance of the lightning illuminated Benjamin's figure, who was surrounded by a dazzling aura of divine power. His body, though scarred by the scars of battle, stood with a new determination, like a beacon of hope in the midst of darkness.

Alucard's eyes widened in surprise, his smile faded for a moment at the magnificence of the power unfolding before him. But he quickly regained his coolness, a sadistic glow illuminating his gaze. Zeus' presence was palpable, but so was his arrogance.

The roar of conflict erupted on the battlefield, a symphony of chaos and bravery that echoed throughout the area. With his body scarred and full of scars from ancient battles, Benjamin stood at the front, his purple aura emanating strongly. Electricity snaked through his skin, a manifestation of the divine power of Zeus flowing through him, illuminating the battlefield with an ethereal glow. With a firm shout, he summoned his companions.

Benjamin: - Attack!

Instantly, the warriors surrounding him rushed forward, their hearts pounding with determination. Rosario, with her innate leadership, moved to Benjamin's side, her sword shining with a deep red glow. I knew they had to attack with everything they had. With a nimble movement, she cut down a monster that was trying to pounce on her, her ability for hand-to-hand combat being one of her greatest strengths.

Benjamin: - We can't let them get any closer! - he shouted, encouraging his companions as they advanced.

Pato, next to her, fired a flurry of arrows from his bow, each of them unleashing a shower of magical energy that crashed into the enemies. Their arrows were not only fast, but also imbued with the power of nature, each impact leaving the monsters stunned and weakened.

Pato: - Keep moving forward! Don't stop! - exclaimed Pato, enjoying the combat, his enthusiasm kindled by the battle.

Sasha, for her part, used her newly acquired power from the moon goddess. With a wave of his hands, he summoned a light shield that protected his companions from enemy attacks. The light shone brightly, absorbing the damage and returning flashes of energy that disoriented the monsters.

Sasha— - We can't let them overtake us! - he shouted, as a flash of light shot towards a group of creatures trying to outflank their allies.

In the background, Ibarra, known for his cunning and quick strategies, was directing the remaining soldiers. With his sword in hand, he moved with pinpoint accuracy, every blow he delivered was lethal. The other fighters he had gathered during his journey followed him loyally, each knowing that victory depended on their ability to fight together.

Ibarra: - Follow the training! Don't split up! - ordered Ibarra, his voice cutting the air like a sharp sword.

Valentina and Russo were moving as a unit, flanking the enemies while fighting fiercely. Valentina, agile and fast, used her dagger with impressive dexterity, while Russo, stronger and more robust, unleashed powerful blows with his axe, knocking down the monsters that dared to cross his path.

Russo: - Let's move forward! We will not stop until these monsters are ashes! Russo exclaimed, his laughter echoing among the war cries.

Jamal, although still exhausted after his recent confrontation with the Alpha Xenomorph, remained firm. With every movement, he seemed to summon the power of his past falls and struggles. His injured body was no longer an obstacle, but a reminder of what was at stake. With his combat skills, he rushed towards the enemy, dodging attacks and countering forcefully.

Jamal: - We don't have time to give up! - he shouted, unleashing a powerful blow that knocked down a monster in front of him.

However, as they progressed, the situation began to turn darker. The creatures that seemed weak and easy to defeat before began to gather in hordes, attacking from all flanks. The pressure increased, and Benjamin's group was forced to retreat in the face of the overwhelming number of monsters pouncing on them.

Benjamin: - Keep it up damn it! - Benjamin shouted, trying to keep morale up despite the mounting losses. Remember why we are fighting!

With every blow they received, their determination was put to the test. Benjamin felt despair lurking in his chest, but Zeus' energy reminded him that they could not give up. The light that had once illuminated their path began to fade, and the shadows of despair hung over them.

Rosario faced a monstrous creature that attacked her with sharp claws. Despite his bravery, he had to retreat. The atmosphere became dense, the air vibrant with tension as the monsters began to take control.

Rosario: - No! We can't let them defeat us! - he exclaimed, but his voice was drowned in the screams of battle.

Pato shot arrows left and right, but the creatures were more cunning than he had anticipated, dodging his attacks. Despair was beginning to sink deep into his heart.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows: the Lord of the Flies, Matrixer, towered over the battlefield. His massive, claw-filled body perched on a mountain of corpses, and his appearance was grotesque. With a flick of his wings, he created a storm of insects that rushed towards Benjamin's group, devouring everything in their path.

Matrixer: - Weak fighters! Matrixer shouted, his voice echoing ominously. You are the perfect dinner for my creatures!

Ibarra: - Stand down! Run away! - shouted Ibarra, seeing the advance of the monstrosity.

But fear had already begun to infiltrate the group. Benjamin felt the desolation spreading among his allies. I knew they had to act quickly. While trying to find a solution, a new threat appeared: the Lord of Pestilence, a grotesque humanoid rat with a human face, appeared next to Matrixer. His presence was overwhelming, and his strength was terrifying.

Isn't chaos beautiful? - whispered the rat, looking at the warriors with contempt- Only the strongest will survive.

Benjamin's forces began to falter. Panic spread as his allies fought the creatures in a desperate battle. The vision of the battlefield darkened as more monsters arrived, and the warriors felt trapped in a death trap.

Benjamin: - No! - Benjamin shouted, watching as his teammates fell under the pressure. Hold on!

But it was too late. The monsters had taken the lead, and Benjamin's hopes began to fade. With a scream of rage, he rushed towards Matrixer, trying to cut off his huge body, but the claws of the fly repelled him, forcing him to retreat.

Rat king - You're just another bug in my food! - Matrixer laughed, as his body moved with agility, dodging Benjamin's attacks.

However, Benjamin's spirit was not broken. With a fierce determination, he raised his sword and began to summon the power of Zeus once more. Electricity began to sizzle, filling the air with a vibrant energy.

Benjamin: - I will not give up! - he shouted, unleashing a lightning bolt that hit Matrixer, momentarily destabilizing him.

Rosario, seeing the opportunity, joined Benjamin, darting towards the creature, his sharp sword shining brightly. With a coordinated punch, the two attacked together, knocking down Matrixer, who fell to the ground with a scream.

Rosario: - Let's move on! - exclaimed Rosario, recovering her composure.

As the battle continued, the group began to find their rhythm, fighting together and using their skills in a coordinated manner. Every blow, every attack, was a step towards victory. With each monster that fell, the morale of the warriors rose, and they began to fight harder.

However, the arrival of the humanoid rat marked a change in the struggle. With his outsized strength, he began to take down the warriors one by one, sending them to the ground with a single blow.

Rat king - This is just the beginning of his suffering! - roared the Lord of Pestilence, enjoying the chaos that was unleashed.

The situation became critical. Benjamin's warriors were forced to retreat, while the enemy's pressure increased. The weak creatures they had initially faced were being replaced by more powerful and lethal enemies.

Ibarra: - Let's retreat! - shouted Ibarra

but the order came too late. The battlefield had turned into a real hell, and the warriors were trapped in a desperate situation. As the fighting intensified, bodies were falling, both of allies and enemies, and the echo of screams echoed in the air.

Benjamin was at the front, facing Matrixer, who had regained some of his strength after being beaten. The monster's claws were moving quickly, seeking to break through Benjamin's defense. With his body scarred and wounded, Benjamin felt the ardor of combat in every fiber of his being. Zeus' power was flowing through him, but it wasn't enough to stop the beast's constant attack.

Benjamin: - Give me strength! - he shouted, raising his sword to the sky. At that instant, a shock of electricity shot through the air, hitting Matrixer and causing the monster to stagger.

Sasha, seeing the opportunity, used her moon magic to heal Benjamin, sending a flash of light that enveloped his body, closing some of his wounds and revitalizing him.

Sasha: - Benjamin, go ahead! - Sasha shouted, as she raised her hand to him, offering her power.

With a new determination, Benjamin advanced again, his sword shining with an intense glare. With a war cry, he lunged at Matrixer, who was looking at him with disdain.

- Do you think you can defeat me, insect? - roared the monster, his wings vibrating loudly.

Benjamin: - I'm going to prove to you otherwise! - Benjamin replied, and with a powerful blow, he cut the wings of Matrixer, making him fall to the ground with a crash.

Benjamin: - Attack with everything! - he shouted, and his allies followed him, attacking the Lord of Pestilence and Matrixer.

The fighting intensified, and for a brief moment, it seemed as if the tide was beginning to turn. The weak creatures were knocked down, and the number of remaining monsters decreased. However, the arrival of new enemies, such as the Lord of Pestilence, made victory feel even distant.

- It's time for you to feel the true power of pestilence! - roared the humanoid rat, summoning a cloud of poison that spread across the battlefield, affecting everyone around him.

Valentina covered her mouth and nose, as she tried to stay on her feet, the poison affecting her strength. Ibarra and Chino were fighting to stay in control, but the pressure was increasing. Despair began to seep in again.

Ibarra: - No! We can't let this beat us! - Ibarra shouted, fighting the effects of the poison.

With determination shining in his eyes, Benjamin advanced towards the Lord of Pestilence, his sword glowing with an intense light. I knew I had to stop the monster at all costs. With a leap, he rushed towards the enemy, but the humanoid rat moved quickly, dodging his attack.

Benjamin: - Do you think you can defeat me? - the Lord of the Pestilence mocked, as his claws rose up to attack.

However, with a quick turn, Benjamin blocked the attack, Zeus' energy shining brightly. With a scream of rage, he unleashed a blow that pierced the monster's armor, causing it to retreat.

- You're stronger than you look! - exclaimed the Lord of the Pestilence, but Benjamin knew that he could not let down his guard.

Meanwhile, Rosario and Pato were moving in perfect harmony, covering Benjamin's flank. With each attack, hope began to bloom again. The battle had taken a turn, and their allies were joining them, pushing the creatures back.

Jamal, with his axe raised, lunged at Matrixer, who was trying to recover. With an accurate blow, he managed to hit the monster's side, making him fall to the ground.

Jamal: - Come on! Don't stop! - Jamal shouted, his companions pushing forward.

The fighting continued, and the warriors began to knock down the remaining enemies. However, the victory seemed ephemeral. Just when they thought they were taking the lead, the battlefield was illuminated by a terrifying glow. A dark aura emerged from the corpses of the fallen monsters, and all the warriors stopped in their tracks.

Ibarra: - What is this? - muttered Ibarra, looking around.

The corpses began to writhe and rise from the ground, absorbed by an unknown force. Alucard's laughter echoed in the air, cold and full of contempt.

Alucard: Did they think I would stop so easily? - his voice spread all over the battlefield—. Alucard is eternal. Every death feeds my power.

Benjamin and his companions felt a surge of fear. The battlefield turned into a sea of shadows as Alucard absorbed the fallen bodies, his dark figure growing in size and power.

Benjamin: - It can't be! - Benjamin shouted, watching the monster transform into something even more terrifying.

Sasha: - We must stop him before it's too late! - Sasha exclaimed, raising her hands in an attempt to conjure defensive magic, but the dark energy emanating from Alucard was oppressive.

With each absorbed body, Alucard became stronger, his features distorted, and his eyes shone with a new power. The light that had once illuminated the field faded away, replaced by the darkness that Alucard brought with him.

Alucard: - Are you ready to know the true despair? - he whispered, his voice rumbling in the hearts of the warriors.

However, despite the terror they felt, Benjamin and his companions did not let themselves be carried away by despair. The fight for their lives had unleashed a flame of resistance in them. With a joint shout, they prepared for battle

As the eleven heroes shouted in a violent chorus, the air around them vibrated with the intensity of their determination. They lunged at Alucard, their moving bodies a mixture of courage and desperation, but impending destruction loomed over them. A deep roar echoed on the battlefield, and in an instant, a shockwave was unleashed, as if the very air had decided to burst. The impact was brutal, tossing the warriors like dry leaves in a storm.

Wounded, some could barely stand. Others lay on the ground, their bodies crushed by Alucard's titanic strength. Sweat and blood mixed with the earth, creating a dark and thick mud, while the shadows of hopelessness covered the faces of the heroes. Between them, Benjamin was struggling to get up, his muscles shaking with the effort. He looked around, feeling the heaviness in the air and the ominous silence that followed the storm.

It was then that a terrifying message appeared in the air, floating like a harbinger of what was to come. The lyrics shone brightly, resonating in their hearts with an eerie clarity.

System: "Updating the difficulty of the mission... updated difficulty: impossible level. Boss: Worldwide level. Alucard, the god of death. Mission: Defeat Alucard, the god of death, before he escapes from this area."

The words echoed like an echo in each hero's mind, the weight of disappointment squeezing their hearts. Their faces turned pale, and hope faded, stripped away by the harsh reality. How could they defeat such a powerful being when they hadn't been able to even with a normal zone boss? Despair spread among them, like a ravenous shadow.

Alucard, in his imposing figure, rose with a ghoulish laugh, every note charged with contempt and malevolence. His voice reverberated in the air, enveloping the heroes in a haze of terror.

Alucard: "Hahahahahaha! How pathetic! They tried so hard, and for what? To fall down like sacks of meat... food for my body, strength for a dark god. Come on, rejoice, you will be part of something better..."

With an almost carefree movement, Alucard unleashed his power. A colossal figure emerged from the chaos, a monstrosity that surpassed even the darkest fears of the heroes. Its size was titanic, comparable to an apartment building, while its reddish scales shone under the opaque light of the sky. Every fiber of his muscular body was vibrating with a dark energy, and bursts of divine energy were coming out of the corners of his skin, forming gigantic spheres of power that danced in the air.

Alucard's smile widened, revealing dagger-sharp teeth as he threw the spheres towards the group of heroes.

Alucard: "It was fun while it lasted. So long, kids... They shouldn't have come to play heroes when they're just survivors."

The energy balls were advancing with terrifying speed, filling the air with an ominous buzzing sound. They were about to impact when, suddenly, a colossal red barrier materialized between them and the impending destruction. The crash resounded like thunder, creating waves that shook the ground and filled the air with vibrations.

As the barrier stabilized, slow, gentle footsteps echoed in the distance. Benjamin, still reeling, turned his gaze towards the source of the footsteps, finding a tall young man, with bright white hair and red eyes, approaching with a serene expression on his face.

Markitos, with his soft but firm voice, broke the silence:

Markitos: "It's been a long time, Benjamin. Look at you, you're a mess. You even became one-armed. Don't you think Leon will be bothered by this? Hey, Brenda?"

The floor, stained with blood and tears, began to rejuvenate in the presence of Markitos, who radiated a purifying energy. Flowers and vegetation sprouted from the ground, revitalizing the scene of desolation. In the middle of this transformation, a beautiful woman appeared next to him. Brenda, tall and slender as a whisper of the wind, had skin as white as snow. Her long brown hair flowed smoothly, as if she were in a constant dance with the breeze. Her dark dress, which seemed to absorb the light around her, fluttered gracefully.

Brenda: "Yes, that will annoy him quite a bit. But when he arrives, he will be able to heal his arm again. This is problematic. Leon, even we won't be able to defeat him; we are still national level."

Just then, someone else approached, his gait was light and confident. Leon materialized before them, his elegant and powerful figure emanating a confidence that filled the heroes with hope. His long silver hair shone like a beacon, and his jacket, though elegant, showed off his battle-scarred arms, one of them looking cybernetic.

Leon: "You came to save me when I needed you. I think I have paid off my debt with this, dear friend..."

Leon approached Benjamin, placing his hand on his shoulder. A warm glow enveloped them both, and a moment later, Benjamin's arm regenerated, returning to its original shape. Joy filled Benjamin's heart, who couldn't help but cry when he saw his friend safe and sound, ready to fight again.

As the bond between them grew stronger, Leon turned his gaze to Alucard, who still stood like a dark titan. Without warning, he began to soar into the air, defying gravity with a terrifying serenity.

Leon: "Odin, Behemoth and Phoenix! Come to me and let's merge into one!"

A bright, crimson light covered the battlefield, a dazzling flash that illuminated even the deepest shadows. The light dissipated in seconds, revealing Leon in a form that overflowed with power. His armor glowed, adorning his arms and legs, while huge wings emerged from his back, spreading like a sacred altar in the air. Each wing was more than 15 meters long, decorated with a golden glow that reflected the power of the gods.

With his short golden hair shining in the air, Leon was holding three swords, each representing the divinity of the gods he had merged with. With a roar of determination, he faced Alucard, who was responding with a scream of fury that echoed like the echo of a storm.

Leon: "This is my true power... You attacked my companions, my protégés... and most of all, you hurt my best friend. I'm not going to forgive you for that. You're going to die today, even if I have to end my life in the attempt."

Alucard roared with rage, his imposing figure vibrating with overwhelming power as he prepared for the confrontation. The air became heavy with the tension building up between them. Leon took the swords, one in each hand, and with a shout of defiance he lunged at Alucard, clashing swords with one of his gigantic fists. The sound of metal against dark power echoed in the air, like a war echo that shook the sky itself.

Each blow echoed through the planet, a rumbling that made the earth tremble and filled with fear all those who witnessed the titanic struggle. The rain began to fall, as if the sky itself was weeping the fury of the battle, every drop soaking the ground with the sweat and blood of the fight.

Leon was a vision of determination and strength, unleashing divine energy with every move, while Alucard responded with ferocity, every blow of his was a reminder of the danger he posed. The combat turned into an epic spectacle, a deadly dance of divine powers and absolute darkness, each hero around them feeling the magnitude of the battle unfolding before them.

The confrontation between Leon and Alucard broke out on a field of destruction, a terrain worn out by the war and chaos that had preceded this moment. Both fighters were titans in their own right, representing light and darkness in a fight that would resonate through the ages. The rain was falling in torrents, mixing with the dust and debris that covered the ground. Each drop seemed to vibrate with the energy emanating from them, intensifying the atmosphere.

Leon, with his gleaming armor that barely covered his torso and limbs, positioned himself firmly, feeling the divine energy flowing through his body. His wings, a marvel of golden and white feathers, unfolded majestically behind him, illuminating the field with a heavenly radiance. In his hands, the swords glowed, reflecting the light with an almost supernatural brightness. The determination in his gaze was palpable, a burning fire that defied the darkness.

Alucard, on the other hand, was the embodiment of horror and doom. His colossal figure, covered with reddish scales and defined musculature, stood up like a monolith of evil. Every one of his movements was accompanied by a dark aura that enveloped the field, as if the same shadow was alive, eager to devour those who dared to challenge him. His mocking laughter echoed in the air, an ominous echo that seemed to reverberate in the hearts of those present.

With a roar that seemed to reverberate in the sky, Alucard launched his initial attack. A dark energy wave formed in his fist, expanding towards Leon like a hurricane of destruction. The earth shook and the sky darkened, a harbinger of impending chaos. But Leon, with his keen perception, saw the movement and, with a leap backward, avoided the explosion of darkness that swept the place where he had been an instant before.

Taking advantage of his ability to see brief glimpses of the future, Leon anticipated Alucard's movements. With a nimble twist, he charged forward, swords raised, and unloaded a diagonal blow that slammed into the monster's fist. The collision created a bright flash that lit up the battlefield, sending shockwaves that shook the ground and kicked up dust and debris.

The metallic sound of the clash echoed in the air, a war chant that was repeated over and over as the two fighters exchanged blows. Leon attacked with a series of precise cuts, each driven by Bahamut's strength, each move a display of grace and power. The swords shone with a heavenly light, cutting through the air as if they were extensions of his will.

Alucard, unperturbed, replied fiercely. Their claws were tearing the air and their fists were pounding with the force of an earthquake. Every blow he threw left a trace of dark energy, as if the same emptiness manifested in his presence. Leon was moving quickly, using his wings to soar and dodge, while looking for the opportunity to counterattack.

The battle escalated, becoming a chaotic ballet of light and dark. Leon, with his phoenix regenerative ability, would quickly recover from any flesh wounds that might be inflicted. Every scratch closed almost instantly, his body covered by a golden glow symbolizing his immortality. But as the struggle went on, he began to feel the wear and tear; Alucard's power was overwhelming, his energy almost inexhaustible.

The battlefield was transformed into a crater of destruction. Deep cracks were opening in the earth, debris was flying through the air and the sky was filled with lightning that illuminated the contest. The echoes of the battle echoed in the distance, a song of desperation and determination. Leon, without giving up, concentrated his energy, invoking Odin's strength to predict Alucard's next move.

With a shout of defiance, Leon lunged at the monster again, his swords glowing brightly. Alucard, with a cruel smile on his face, prepared to receive the attack. Leon launched a blow with both swords, a diagonal cut that sought to split Alucard in half. But the monster, anticipating the movement, deflected the attack with a blow of his hand, sending Leon flying backward.

The impact was brutal, and Leon fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Pain coursed through his body, but he quickly got up, driven by rage and the desire to protect his friends. Alucard wasted no time and, with a quick movement, threw a sphere of dark energy at him, an attack that seemed to absorb the light around him.

Leon, sensing the impending destruction, spread his wings and soared into the air, dodging the attack just in time. The sphere exploded on the ground, creating an even deeper crater and sending debris flying in all directions. The fighting was incessant, each blow resounding with the intensity of a storm.

Finally, in a moment of absolute concentration, Leon channeled Bahamut's power. With a roar that shook the earth, he unleashed a devastating attack, a wave of energy that crossed the air towards Alucard. The light was shining brightly, seeking to purge the darkness from the field. But Alucard, laughing scornfully, raised a fist and unleashed his own attack.

The collision of both energies was catastrophic. An explosion of light and darkness lit up the sky, and the earth trembled under the impact. Leon was pushed back, his wings crashing to the ground as he struggled to stay on his feet. But Alucard, without compassion, rushed at him with supernatural speed, taking advantage of the opening.

A devastating blow crashed into Leon, the impact created a deep crater in the ground and left the hero seriously injured. The force of the attack threw him backwards, his body hitting the ground with a thud. The rain continued to fall, now mixed with mud and blood, while Leon lay at the bottom of the crater, his body exhausted and in pain.

Alucard approached, enjoying the impending victory. The monster's laughter echoed like an echo of madness as it prepared to launch its final attack. With a dismissive gesture, he began to gather his energy, creating a moon-sized attack, a colossal sphere of darkness and destruction that was going to fall on Leon and end the fight.

"Today you will be just another victim in my way," Alucard teased, enjoying his opponent's agony as the dark energy sphere grew in size, ready to annihilate everything in its path.

Leon slowly got up, his wings shattered and his body injured, barely keeping the fused form. The energy inside him was dying out like the last spark of a bonfire in the wind. It was then that the system issued a new update, its voice echoing in the minds of everyone present.

System: The view of the gods will be visible to players from now on.

Immediately, a multitude of vibrantly colored spheres appeared in the sky, representing the eyes of gods from all over the world. Each sphere was an eye that watched, expectantly, the battle. The thoughts of these gods became audible, and Leon could feel the mixture of emotions: worry, excitement, joy and anxiety. The pressure of these divine looks surrounded him, but instead of sinking him, he lifted him up. He could not afford to die here; his friends and companions depended on him. He wasn't alone, but he couldn't expect to be saved either.

Leon: "It's time for us to use that, guys. This is the final scenario. Phoenix, full fusion... It's time to unleash all our power!"

In that instant, the power of the Phoenix, Bahamut and Odin completely merged within Leon's body, amalgamating with his soul. The divine energy enveloped him, giving rise to a new definitive form. The final fusion manifested as a fiery armor, made of the golden flames of his soul. The gauntlets on their fists were forged with the scales of Bahamut, radiating an ancient power. From his back emerged two resplendent wings that shone with the intensity of a living star. Her hair, now of a long dark brown, was gently waving in the wind, while her eyes, of an intense brown, shone with a renewed light before the rising sun.

Leon: "I have passed over the bodies of those who helped me... Crossing the shadows of the night... Only to meet the puppeteer who gathers his army. Tell me, do you want this power? Then come and take it..."

Leon raised his hand, a flame sprang up in his palm, although it was not just a flame; it was the very essence of his soul, burning with a golden glow that surpassed that of any earthly fire.

Leon: "The dark knight... He screams in the shadows of the night... Tell me, is your heart made for destruction... or is meant to heal this world..."

He closed his fist, consuming the flame inside him. The light began to shine brightly from inside, like a star about to collapse. In a sudden burst, his divine energy exploded outward, taking the form of a colossal Phoenix bird, with the size and strength of a Bahamut attack. As the Phoenix figure materialized, Leon recited a sacred oath, his voice echoing with power and determination.

Leon: "BURY THE LIGHT IN THE DEEPEST!"

The ground beneath his feet exploded, violently dislodging as Leon lunged at Alucard in a last, desperate attack, with his own soul at stake.

Leon: "Bury the light in the deepest! Don't look back, there's no coming home anymore! We are destined to burn chaos in the wind! We are always drifting in the ocean... completely alone!"

Alucard unleashed his own attack, a wave of dark energy that violently crashed against Leon's power. The collision between the two released a wave of energy that shook the earth and the sky, destroying mountains and uprooting trees. The wind was howling around them as they both struggled with everything they had.

Alucard: "It's useless to fight when you have no reason to do so. Don't you realize that you are alone?"

Leon, despite the cracks spreading through his body and the unbearable pain he felt, only smiled mockingly.

Leon: "I've always been alone... but behind me are those who have accompanied me in my loneliness. And the only thing I want here... IT'S LIVING!"

With an unwavering determination, Leon concentrated all his power on a single point, making his soul shine with a blinding intensity. His body began to crack violently, the divine energy tearing at him from within, but it didn't stop. He broke through Alucard's attack, destroying it from its core, and kept going, launching straight into Alucard's heart.

The impact was devastating. Leon's energy pierced through Alucard's chest, pulverizing his soul completely. Alucard's body began to crumble, slowly disappearing like ashes carried by the wind, extinguishing with the last light of day. Leon, with his wings already exhausted, slowly descended from the sky. The barrier he had erected to protect his friends dissipated, and his body, now covered with cracks, fell into Benjamin's arms.

His soul was severely damaged, and any additional effort could mean his death. Despite everything, Leon smiled faintly.

Leon: "H-hehehe... I made it, man... I paid off my debt... To that I was great, or not?"

Benjamin, hearing those words, remembered the day he entered Leon's mind to save him, holding him in the same way, both shattered, but with a smile. Tears filled her eyes as she answered.

Benjamin: "Yes, you idiot, you were great... Now we have a place to live quietly for a while..."

Leon smiled slightly, feeling that, at least, he had fulfilled his promise to protect them.

Leon: "Good... I'm glad about that... at least I kept my word..."

With those last words, Leon fainted in Benjamin's arms.

This happened more than five months ago. Now, the neighborhood was walled with strong white gold walls and magical barriers, becoming a prosperous place. The system rewarded the survivors with thousands of skill books, new structures and a safe zone that they protected on the condition of having a leader. Although Benjamin was chosen, he felt that Leon was the real hero.

During these five months, they have managed to keep what Leon saved, but they have not yet figured out how to heal his soul. It is rumored that in Russia there is a healer capable of healing any wound, even those of the soul, but there are closer problems in Cordoba. The city is infested with monsters and city-level bosses, and the biggest danger is the provincial-level boss who lives there. However, what really worries is the message from the system that they have not been able to decipher yet.

System: "Congratulations, the tutorial was completed. It's time for the main event - the world competition. Who will manage to get first in the ranking and take as many zones as possible before the arrival of primordial chaos? The one who rises with the crown will have the right to decide the fate of his world. Perhaps he will save him and face the chaos, or simply let him die and be consumed by chaos."

Time to complete this mission: 10 years, 20 days, 13 hours, 30 minutes, 20 seconds.

Benjamin, although he does not fully understand what it means, knows one thing for sure: they have survived.

Slowly, Benjamin walked up to the railing of his home and looked up at the sky, where a multitude of divine eyes were watching the hospital where Leon lay. Some eyes flew on people's shoulders, indicating that they were protected or had the interest of some god, which allowed them to chat and live with them. Benjamin just smiled, knowing that, for now, his life was calm and he didn't have to worry about something he didn't understand yet.

Benjamin: "You would do the same, wouldn't you, Leon?"

The sun rose in the sky, shining brightly and filling people's hearts with hope.

In another place, away from the light, darkness reigned. The sky had turned red, and someone was torturing women and children, reveling in their suffering. Another man came up to tell him about the new neighborhood that had been opened five months ago. At the news, the torturing man smiled in a psychopathic way, turning to look at his companions.

Jack: "Oh, really? Maybe I should pay them a visit soon... Hahahahahahaha!"

Although monsters were dangerous and dark gods frightening, nothing could instill more terror than a human capable of being equal to or even worse than both combined. The real horror lay not in the nightmarish creatures or the shadowy gods lurking in the shadows, but in the innate cruelty and perversity of a man who had embraced darkness in his heart.

Monsters could be defeated, gods could be confronted, but such a human, someone who had pushed the boundaries of evil and sadism, was a more insidious and terrifying threat. Because, unlike supernatural beings who acted by instinct or by nature, a human who rejoiced in the pain of others did so by choice, by will, and that made him truly unstoppable.

Jack, with a smile that distorted his face into a grimace of pure madness, personified that threat. His eyes, shining with a flash of pure evil, reflected the unfathomable abyss of a soul that had been lost in the darkness. There were no limits to what he was capable of, and that knowledge was enough to freeze the heart of anyone who crossed his path. As Jack reveled in the torture, it was apparent that, in his world, he was the worst of all nightmares.

The people of Benjamin, who once thought they were at peace and safe after erecting golden walls and erecting magical barriers, now face a reality darker and scarier than they ever imagined. The walls that protected them from monsters and dark gods might not be enough to stop what was to come. On his horizon loomed not a nightmarish creature or a shadowy god, but something much worse: the embodiment of human depravity.

For the people, the real terror was not in the clutches of a monster or in the watchful eyes of the gods, but in the darkest face of humanity. The danger that Jack represented could not be contained by magical barriers or rejected by divine power, because his threat was something that was born of humanity itself, of the conscious choice to do evil.

Now, the community that had found a respite after months of struggle and sacrifice was on the verge of a new nightmare. They were preparing to face something more terrifying than any god or monster: a man who only lived to torture, massacre and rape, without any limits. They would face not only the darkness of the outside world, but the darkness that could arise from their own kind, forcing them to rethink everything they knew about good and evil.

 End of the first season