Fourth Arc- Recap.
-Plains of Destitution, Limbo between the Universes-
A vast desert extended across the horizon. In the distance, the vague shadow of a mountain range could be seen. But the desert itself appeared to be vastly uninhabited, sparsely dotted by vegetation and life.
Once, it had been a vast and lively world, the central hub that had connected the twelve Universes of Chaos and Destruction. But after the ancient war of Calamity 12 eons ago, the creatures that lived here were eradicated and exterminated, and ten of the Universes were forced into a war that heralded destruction.
Six universes were destroyed without being able to resist, and the six remaining universes also faced the danger of extermination from their enemies.
Thus, four universes came together, bringing all their powers and energy together as they created the twin warrior races of Gods and Devils.
These two races were created for war, created for the inevitable battle between the Universes of Chaos/Destruction against the invaders of Veorfolnir and Niddhogg!
And this was their battlefield.
A place of endless war, where armies met and died, endlessly locked in battle.
Until the rise of two powerful warriors!
The Devil Warrior, Sword Master of the Endless Dao.
The Holy Goddess, Priestess of the Immortal Dao.
These two united the armiesof the Devil's and God's, leading them to war against the Invaders.
But despite their overwhelming powers, the armies were defeated, and the two great warriors were forced into retreat, rushing back to their universes in fear and loss.
And behind them, chased the most powerful warrior of the Invaders, Ratatoskr, the Devilish Beast of Insanity!
The Fortress of the God's was destroyed, and the allied army of the Universes was on the verge of decimation under the hands of the unstoppable enemies.
The Two great Devil and Goddess charged forward, engaging with Ratatoskr. A final duel to decide their fates.
And on that day, one of the civilians, a child of one of the inferior races, a Human raised her spear to the heavens, summoning down the power of the Asura, and charged to drive back Ratatoskr, defying the Heavens as she summoned forth a power that could defy all. This was the birthplace of one of the Greatest Asura's, Oblivion Asura!
She became the start of the change, the rallying point of every single power created by Chaos and Destruction. Wielding her spear, representing Asura, she was the one who brought forth victory to her people!
But the war was something that this world was simply not meant to handle. It's magnitude and damage exceeded the limits of the four universes and they perished, leaving behind the last two, youngest universes to awaken to the aftermath of the war.
Now, these plains were no longer open for people of the universes, and were instead sealed. This was because, the remnants of the wars still roamed around here. Both Niddhogg and Veorfolnir were sealed here, under the grand power of the world tree Yggdrasil, but their army still remained, a few soldiers who had managed to survive still roaming around this endless plain. And to have survived so long was a testament of their power and vitality. These beings were all of a level of despair if they managed to enter the Chaos heavens, capable of bringing ruin and havoc there.
As such, this plain was generally sealed away. But today, for the first time in many, many eons, the doors to the realm of destruction creaked and swung open.
A cold wind swept across the Plains of Destitution and many powerful beings lifted their heads, glancing around as a strange aura swirled around them
A change had arrived.
Percy knelt in the middle of a gigantic warzone. The ground beneath his feet had been soaked in the blood of countless warriors, and then dried under this unforgiving sun for all of time. It was blood red, and Percy could feel the energy of blood boiling within the earth under him. Even now, this energy was enormous and seemed to contain the lives of billions.
He slowly swept his hand across the ground, feeling the pulse of these billions of lives. Then he slowly raised his head and glanced up at the war zone around him. Weapon were all that were left here. Over the countless years, the corpses, if any had remained, had obviously turned to dust, leaving only weapons behind. Percy looked around and picked up a Jewel encrusted sword. It trembled in his grip, then turned to dust.
He continued looking around, looking over the numerous weapons. Most were similar to the sword he had taken earlier, barely holding themselves together. If he were to disturb them, they would instantly fall apart.
However, three weapons caught his eyes and he slowly walked over to them. These lay at the center of the war zone, and they were still surrounded by a shallow puddle of blood. This was proof of exactly how much blood these weapons had spilled, leaving behind so much that even after all this time, the earth had not absorbed all of it, nor had the heat dried all of it. These were majestic weapons of war, the Kings among the weapons!
A Bow and it's quiver, filled with twelve arrows. It held within itself a divine power, that seemed to call down the heavens themselves to bow down beneath it. While it was on the verge of snapping, it still had enough strength left for one last war. The bow was made of wood, but had an intricately carved pattern drawn all over its body. It was honey gold in color, and matched the color of the twelve arrows.
A Heavy sword, pierced down into the ground. It was forged of simple steel, but had obviously been through endless fighting, during which it had been baptized in the blood of countless enemies, drinking in their powers and gorging on their flesh. It's silver steel had darkened to a crimson red, and the hilt was made of a similarly coloured metal. It's overall size was smaller than his heaven smiting Devil Slayer Sword, reaching only the size of Five feet long, but it's width was incomparable, more than two feet, almost three feet, and it was a crude and blunt edged, with the shape of a blood dragon weaving through the blade of the weapon, it's wings and head forming the hilt and guard.
The last weapon was simple spear, pierced down into the blood earth beside the Heavy sword and Bow and Arrows. It was made with a mixture of different metals, each metal bringing out a different color in the body of the spear. The head of the spear was stabbed into the earth, and when Percy drew it out, it revealed a simple bronze head, forged and sharpened immaculately. It carried beside it the airs of a king, and seemed to resonate with the two weapons beside it, ringing with harmony.
Percy stood, staring at the three weapons, then bowed his head and clasped his hands with respect. Without a doubt, these three weapons were a symbol of the three great warriors who had led the war for freedom. One God, One Devil and One Asura.
Then he stored the spear into his Inner World, then walked over to the Heavy sword and withdrew it, frowning slightly at the weight. He placed it into his inner world as well, then finally picked up the Bow and Quiver, placing the quiver over his shoulder along with the bow. Then, turning to face the Horizon, he began his march.
His target? The Other side of the Universal Battlefield, The Doors of Chaos!
As his footsteps, crunched across the endless earth, his mind was cast back, back to the circumstances that had thrown him into this Universe of Destruction.
Around a few million years back… that was such a long period of time, but Percy still remembered each moment vividly.
The First invasion of Tartarus into the Tower continent, shaking the every foundations of the Tower Continent and calling all the Humans to war against the new enemy.
Despite Percy being a level one overgod, he was still called to war, Taking the lead as one of the Ten FloorMasters of the Tower. However, he had never known that he was the true target of the forces of Tartarus. And thus, he was drawn into a battle against the most elite forces of the Tartarus Army, the Half Step Primordial Lords of Tartarus!
He, Carter, Sadie, Thalia and Magnus battled against these monsters, until Percy was threatened with his family being held hostage. He had no choice but to surrender under the threat, which accidentally led to his Asura Self awakening to defend his life.
He had single handedly showcased power that threatened to exterminate the Half Step Primordial Lords of Tartarus, until the Successor of Tartarus, Typhon son of Typhous interfered, coming to battle against Percy.
An enemy of that caliber was simply something Percy could not stand against and he was killed eventually, using the Power of Destruction to force his enemies into retreating as well.
And so, Percy's soul was sent to the Realm of Destruction instead, where all immortal souls go after death, to be absorbed and destroyed by destruction as happens to all souls that reach the level of Overgod.
However, one thing that none of them had accounted for was the Chaos seed that was buried within Percy's soul, granting him the divine Protection of Chaos. Furthermore, Percy had also gained a deep understanding of the Laws of Yggdrasil, giving rise to the Divine Tree of enlightenment that gave him Mastery over all the elements. Using these two powers, he managed to escape death itself, and instead piqued the interest of Destruction, leading to him teaching the Arts of Asura to him, as well as granting him the powers of Destruction. He was also led to meet the Azure Dragon and the Yin Yang Phoenix, being granted their true inheritance, as well as being taught by the Ice Phoenix. With these powers, he must return to the Chaos Heavens and rewrite his prophecy, to defy Fate and destiny!
He was the Successor of the Oblivion Asura, and he carried her will, the will to protect his homeland from the invaders!
He must return to the Earthly realms and fuse with his two clones, having defied death itself and becoming the first true Asura to ever be born in this Universe! This was his Path of Asura, the Berserk Sea Asura!
-Spiritas Realm, Unknown Territory-
Percy raised his hand, and pushed his palm forward. Behind him, five powers glowed and revolved, channelling their aura into the twin elevator doors before him.
The Doors of Death!
They shuddered and resisted, but as they were filled with the power of the five rivers, they opened.
Behind Percy, Styx and Acheron stood by, watching his departure with complicated expressions on his face. "Are we letting them return sister?" Acheron asked Styx with a whisper.
Styx smirked, her eyes flashing crimson. In that one moment, an endless hatred could be seen boiling in the depths of her eyes. "He is the perfect successor. The day he loses control of his emotions, Hatred shall consume the entire world. He shall drown all of chaos in my hatred and killing intent!"
Percy stepped into the Doors of Death, followed by a tall woman, dressed in simple leather pants and cloth shirt that accentuated her full, mature figure. She smiled at Percy, then transformed into a Black streak and turned into a Tattoo on his arm, leaving behind only the tattoo of a Wolf etched on his shoulder.
Percy smiled at Styx and Acheron as the doors shut, beginning the journey to take him back to Earth.
In the silence of the journey, he had no thoughts beside the long life he had lived here in the Spiritas Realm.
Being found by Stella, taken in by his adoptive family, meeting Annabeth… then her death. Losing control, meeting Asclepius, Saving Stella from the DarkFlame Phoenix and mastering his control over the spirits as well as Mrs O Leary.
Then his long period of training, coming to the Cavern of Erebus, as well as the battle that had transpired here. He had never expected to meet Annabeth here, but he was incredibly grateful to the fates for his chance to live a life with her, even if neither of them remembered their pasts. And in his heart, he had secretly made a promise to himself, an oath that he believed to be more serious and powerful than a vow on the River Styx. He swore that he would meet Annabeth again. He would find her, and this time he would never let her go. He swore upon himself, his integrity , his life and honor, his very essence and existence, and everything of his being that he would be with his Owl head, his wise girl.
And with this promise set in stone, he looked up, staring at the roof above, anticipating his arrival in the real world at long last. For he knew that beyond these doors, the Tower Continent awaited him.
-Beast Realm, Unknown Territory-
Before Percy, the completed Riptide floated. Or rather, three clones of Riptide floated. The current Percy still didn't have the power to fuse the three pieces together. But just having them together in his possession raised the overall power of riptide by a much greater amount. And this much was enough for the seal that bound the Beast Realm to crumble, to begin opening around Percy.
Percy turned to Tori. "Are you sure you don't want to come with me? I'm sure I can bring you out as well. And it would be very beneficial for your growth as well!"
Tori smiled and shook her head. "I belong here… and you belong out there. So go… take your place." Her smile grew a bit strained and her eyes turned teary. "Just promise me one thing."
Percy nodded his head eagerly. "Yeah sure! Anything !"
Tori stood tiptoe and kissed his cheek with a soft sigh. "Don't forget us…"
Percy stood frozen for a moment, stunned. His eyes turned to the young demon girl who stood before him, smiling shyly.
The old Percy wouldn't have known what to do at this time. But this Percy… he was the son of Mike, not someone to underestimate!
He swept Tori into his arms, pulling her into his strong embrace. The girl's eyes sparkled and a blush bloomed across her cheeks, and she bit her lower lip, just as Percy tilted her backwards, leaning forward and capturing her tender lips in his own.
She shivered and moaned softly, lips opening as she slid her hands up, entangling them through is hair as she pulled him deeper into their kiss. Percy's arms encircled her waist, pulling her into himself, his lips rough against hers, his teeth nibbling and playing with them.
When Percy drew back, he smiled and cupped her face, still holding her waist as he stared into her eyes.
Their gazes carried a thousand unspoken words, conveying more emotions than their words ever could. He lightly ran his thumb over her bitten, pink lips, and she whimpered.
"I won't- EVER -Forget you…" he spoke softly, then released her.
Tori staggered back, her chest heaving as she looked at the man before her, watching intently, memorising every detail. Because she knew, that he had imprinted his image on every corner of her heart.
Leah stood hesitantly in the background. She waned to speak to Percy, but after seeing his farewell to tori, she swallowed the words in her throat, instead choosing to silently bid him farewell, bidding the man who had reconnected her to her father farewell.
Percy turned away, feeling his own eyes sting with tears. He stared up at the heavens as they tore open, revealing the path back to the Earthly realm.
Then without hesitation, he stepped onto the path, being drawn irreversibly into the void.
And in that one moment, every single second of his new life passed before his eyes.
His childhood as an orphan, a scamp growing up in beast city as a beggar. Looked down by all, unwilling to accept his fate.
His encounter with Mike, realising his worth. Accepting his training, becoming the disciple of the one man who brought him warmth in this cold world! Followed by his hellish training, his painful struggles… and the war against the Enhancers, the decisive battle between the Sword Saint of Beast City and Chrysaor, followed by his own descent into darkness. Then his return, his battle against Chrysaor, being saved from Gabe by Mike's final gift of Riptide. It all seemed to blur turning into one image.
The forest he could see in the distance, where Mike and he had sat, every day, a simple life. His childhood, with his father.
And then Percy was engulfed and disappeared from the Beast Realm.
-Tower Continent, Earth Territory-
Three years had passed since the battle of the Continents had ended. Tartarus had retreated after their Half Step Primordials were injured in battle, having accomplished their goal of killing the successor of Poseidon. However, their invasion had left many severe impacts on the Tower Continent. Many of the ancient, slumbering monsters of the Tower continent had awoke and were now rampaging across the continent. More worryingly, the Leader of the Tower Continent, the Tower Master Magnus was missing, having been killed by Typhon in the war. Though he was immortal, his entire body had been destroyed by Typhon's most powerful attack, leaving nothing behind.
Now, Carter, Sadie and Thalia were the only ones left to guide Humanity in the struggle against the Rampage. They had no idea if Magnus was alive or dead, even his Devil God Sword having Disappeared.
-Elven Plains, Earth Territory-
A young girl stood in the midst of a rich, well decorated room. But her eyes were cold and unwilling as she looked out of the window, into the distance.
The room she stood in was part of a gigantic palatial structure, well guarded and protected by an entire army of soldiers. And all these soldiers were Overgods!
This was a truly powerful army!
She was dressed in a gown, and wore a tiara on her head, revealing her noble status as a princess, but she knew very well that these soldiers were not here for her protection. Instead, they were her captors. These guards, who had sworn loyalty to protect her even in death, were all here to ensure she didn't escape.
Even if she had the chance to escape, she knew that she was simply too weak to take that chance.
Because, behind her, a man stood. He was pudgy, wearing a golden and purple robes of royalty. He was going bald and had a vile smile on his face. "Come now darling. Why are you still in such a bad mood? Worry not, you are completely safe here. Your dear daddy is here to make sure you are kept safe from any and all harm. You simply don't need that pesky and annoying body guard. He's an idiot. You're much better off without him!"
"Shut Up Nero!" the girl shot the man a cold stare of rage. "Do you take me for a fool? Enough with your lies and foolish words! I already know why you have me imprisoned here. You want me to be your puppet so you can take proper control of the entire Elven Plain."
The man's eyes grew cold. "Hehehe. My dear daughter seems to be growing faster than I expected. You've become such a smart young girl. But you're letting that pesky fool fill your mind with nonsense my dear. Don't believe his lies. I am your loving father! Why would I possibly want anything bad for you?" he suddenly flashed and appeared before the girl, grabbing her neck and lifting her into the air. "Unless you force the beast to come out…" he whispered with bloodlust as the girl choked and struggled, kicking out.
The power behind the girl's struggles was no small matter! That was because, she emitted the power of the 900 rank Overgod realm!
However, the man holding her was completely unfazed. After all his level… was Level 1000 overgod! A power that was simply too great for the girl to resist against!
He choked her for a few moments, then threw her into her bed, making her crash into it and shatter it into pieces. She immediately curled up, coughing and choking as she struggled to breathe, tears filling her eyes. Her lips trembled and she spoke in a soft whisper that only her heart could hear. "Apollo… where are you…?"
A.N.: the next update was due a while later, but I decided to speed it up for a recap as requested by AmWRAZ. Hopefully this covered all the major incidents that all three Percy's faced, as well as introduced two new scenarios in the Earth Territory so you can speculate a bit.