Duel with a Unstoppable Devil!
In the realm of Midland, Guts was walking through a village, his face having a sense of determination, his eyes filled with vengeance and one of his hands clenched the handle of his Dragon Slayer as tightly as possible.
"Griffith, Griffith, Griffith, you power-loving monster!" The Black Swordsman thought to himself as he thought back to that faithful where his former not just him but also Casca and the rest of the Band of the Hawk. "When I find out again, I will make sure that your death will be as brutal as possible! I will make sure that you pay for what you've done."
Suddenly, it began to rain, much to Guts' annoyance as his ears then picked up a hissing sound from behind him.
Before he had the chance to turn around, something slashed across his back sending him flying forward and planting his face first to the ground. Getting up quickly, Guts turned back to now face whoever it was that was attacking him.
It was a demon, with pale skin and it has a large head with multiple lumps and pale white eyes with reptilian-like pupils and no irises and had no nose but nostrils. It also has large and muscular legs, a large rib cage torso, four fingered claws.
"Great, another demon." Guts said as he readied his blade as the demon jumped towards him as he managed to block the barrage of claw attacks with his large blade.
As Guts began to push back, unknown to him, the demon's tail began to move before it shot towards Guts. Realizing this, he wasn't worried.
Grunting in pain as he felt a few of his ribs get penetrated, Guts wasn't worried he had fought through similar injuries before.
'SLASH!'
With a single strike of his sword, the Black Swordsmen cut the demon in half before pulling the tail out of his body before using the flamethrower in his mechanical hand to stop the bleeding.
But that wasn't the end of the creature, as to his surprise, the demon placed it's body parts back together before letting out a roar.
But before the creature from Hell could do anything, Guts placed the mechanical hand in front of it's face as it then formed into a cannon.
"Die!" shouted Guts as he pulled the cord and blasted the demon at point blank range resulting in a big explosion as the creature let out a screech of pain.
When the smoke cleared, the demon was gone.
"He should not have gotten in my way." Guts said as the storm cleared up. "Griffith, you're next."
As Guts then began to walk away, what he didn't know was that on top of a cliffside above the village, a demon and loyal servant to Griffith, Nosferatu Zodd, had a remorseful look on his face as the large demon was standing over his master as he laid in a pool of his own blood with the demon's battle axe having been ran straight through his head.
"Forgive me, Griffith." The demon spoke as a single tear rolled down his face. "But Guts is mine to kill." He then looked down, spotting his enemy walking through the village. "Forgive me Guts, but it was the only way to ensure your survival. One day, I will kill you by my own hand."
The End!
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