Battles rage upon the realm…the warriors of the gods fight for their deities, for victory, and themselves. The end seems to be far off, yet they still fight for an end to the struggle. One man wishes to end the fighting, but he must fight to end the battle within himself as well...

The Monster Within

In the wasteland of floating rocks and lifeless rocky plains, two warriors were walking along. One was a female, around twenty years old with strawberry blonde hair and in Sanctum military uniform in a skirt. The other was a male, wore black denim pants and a dark blue denim jacket. He had short black hair and dark red eyes, he also wore black leather gloves on his hands. His clothes were not as proper as the woman's, as they had many cuts and holes.

But that was from constant fighting.

"We failed...didn't we?" The woman asked, her voice full of disappointment.

Megiddo stopped and looked at Lightning, "We didn't fail anything. Not Cosmos, not our allies, not this war. Just a setback."

Lightning thought otherwise, "That last fight with Chaos--its all his fault for it. That man from before--"

"Pessimism leads to demoralization. Think positive Lightning," Megiddo said, obviously not wanting to hear her complaining. The battle between the forces of Chaos and Cosmos raged as they always had. This time, the two gods sent a majority of their forces after each other on the same plain Megiddo and Lightning were on. Culminating in a large-scale battle, neither force could gain an advantage. Megiddo saw that. So did Lightning, and everyone was scattered because of it.

But even if Lightning thought with doubt, Megiddo was the one who had to keep their spirits up. A born soldier, he had taught himself to think positive in any situation. Otherwise, doubt and despair could cloud your mind in a fight, leading to certain death. He began walking again, telling the woman to keep up, lest she gets left behind.

'How can he act like this will all work out in the end?" Lightning thought, jogging to catch-up to Megiddo. 'Maybe...I should learn to try...it could help our situation..'

Unlike Cosmos' forces, the forces of Chaos were well aware of the result of the last fight between them and the warriors of Cosmos. And though most of them would never admit it, they had been dealt a draw. One of the warriors that didn't really care was a creature in cyan colored armor named Exdeath. The result mattered little to the warlock, as he would have many more opportunities to destroy the forces of Cosmos. But he knew very well that going against them on his own would be suicidal. Thus, he enlisted the help of someone from Chaos.

The man he offered his help was in a place called Cerberus Catacombs. The place was a giant hall similar to the Chaos Shrine, but it was dark and lit with torches along the wall. On the walls were glyphs, depicting a story of death and hell. A large circular gate was up against the wall, the space in it was glowing a dark violet. A man was standing in front of it. He was wearing a dark slate colored leather overcoat that reached his ankle on his left side, and it was shorter on his right side. His smooth black hair was slick and combed back. The man turned, hearing the heavy footsteps of the destroyer approach him.

"The great master of the Void has come to see me?" The man said, placing his hands on his hips, and speaking in a dry English accent.

Exdeath didn't like the attitude, but he could ignore it, "Xian, you were missing at the Emperor's meeting."

I could care less about what that egotistical man would want to say. I have a plan of my own. I just can't do it alone."

"Then you're in luck. I have been rather bored of the petty schemes the other warriors have in mind. I have more interest in other things," Exdeath replied.

Xian walked away from the portal in front of him, "Like your Void?"

"Hahaha! Sly one, but not this time. My interest this time is what you have in mind," Exdeath stood, stoic and unnerving.

Xian walked up to him. 'This man has no comparison in terms of power. I might as well let him into the loop...he could be useful.' "Alright...It involves this one man named Megiddo--"