My first publication on fanfiction and I dedicate it to darking13 since her story was what give me the inspiration to write this
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The soul of a monster:
The way of the angel
prologue-I:the end of the world
An all powerful tower maybe the greatest,tales,hardest, tower ever to be made stood imposing the face of earth and from its top a monstrous roar accompanied by the dead scream of the master of this tower ,Algol the hero king,were heard
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On the top two human figures breathed heavily, one of them was standing while the other one lying on the ground, both of them bathed in blood but for different reasons
the standing foe was man but it had incredibly dark aura and was crying
some meters away from him a women of about 18 years old rested bathed in her own blood and obviously she didn't had much time left on this world
her hair was almost as red as her blood and her skin was as white as the snow,but that one was probably due to the blood loss,and although she was very pretty her most notable feature were her blue eyes,bright blue eyes that even with her dead so close still shined contrasting with her hair and blood
the man seemed agitated ,exhausted before him rested the two swords Souldedge and Soulcalibur that Algol had left behind. and behind him the woman which dead was assured
-N...No*gasp*,thi...this cant be!-the agitated man shouted seeing the corpse of his companion -damn it!-he quickly checked her,he waited a few second in complete silence ,her pulse was still there!, weak and at the verge of extinction but regardless, still there!
-i am not going...*pant*..to let you die!-he turn back graved both Souledge and Soulcalibur and approached her mate
He knew she wouldn't had wanted this, she would had prefer to die instead of letting he do this, but...
he then nailed Soulcalibur in front of her and began a chant that none other than he and his master would understand, ice quickly began to raise engulfing the girl and the sword, until both were in just one big piece of ice
He sighed the easy part was done .
-she is going to hate me forever after this, but...-his grasp over the cursed sword got suddenly stronger -at least is still going to be her the one to hate me,hehe he laughed weakly and bitterly ,after saying this he began a new chant but this one sounded more violent ,more grotesque nothing like the first one while doing this he began to walk slowly ,at the same time his injuries got cured and pieces of his armour grew back,like new roots of a chopped tree
When he was barely 30 cm of the edge of the tower he stopped and looked back
then turning once again he whispered softly like if praying - I hope,for the best of everyone -another sight -someone stop me- a single tear fell from his helmet. as it touched the ground a pair of infernal wing covered in fire popped out of his back and spread ready to fly as the sword on his hand changed dramatically its form, taking the appearance of a red demonic scythe, with and eye right before the beginning of the blade, which looked like the fangs of some kind of beast ,the look was complete with the horns that grew from its top making look like if it was as alive as his carrier.
This last one then gave his last step out of the tower,letting himself fall and then spreading his wings to begin the end of earth.
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That day was known by everyone as the beginning of the end,
But
Now,ten years after, a small group of strong souls could change everything
Transcending history and the world
A tale of swords and souls
Eternally retold
The soul of a monster:The way of the angel
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well this is the prologue. I omitted detailed descriptions on purpose also there is going to be a prequel that I am going to upload at the same time as this called "The Soul Of A Monster:The way Of The Demon" that will explain how we arrive to this
I now my grammar suck, I am working on it!
ah one more thing this story is going to have something like 3 to 5prologues since it needs a lot of preparation,they are going to be quick I promise!
please review :P
