Sparda's Revenge: Story 2

The God of War was finally no more. Sparda had done the impossible and had killed a God. Artines was saved though many had died to defend it, as did the Oracle of Artines. Still, the city of Artines would thrive once more, as it was build through time. For none to lead them, the Demons across Azarath were captured by Shao Kahn's minions and forced back into their prison underneath the underworld. As for Sparda, he had one more task to finish. The entire reason to why he had save Sareena's city and as well kill the God of War. Sparda traveled out from Artines and out into the open freedom of the desert past the Desert of Lost Souls. Here the sands where gentle and small breezes were very frequent. In these deserts was the Temple of Sareena that he found standing alone. He placed his horse by the entrance as he walked inside. As he saw the figure of Sareena appear he fell to his knees.

Sparda: "Sareena, rid me of the memories that haunt me still."

Sareena: "You have done well Sparda. Though we mourn the death of our brother, the Gods are in debt to you."

Sparda looked up at her as he waited for her to speak again.

Sareena: "We promised your sins would be forgiven, and so they are, but we never promised to take away your nightmares. No man, no god could ever forget the terrible deeds you have done."

Sparda looked bewildered at what the Goddess had said. He tried to reason with her but she had already disappeared. Sparda leaned back and sat on the temple floor. He was forgiven his sins but healed fro the nightmares that ate away at him. He sat alone in the temple for hours before he stumbled out with his head looking down. Sparda now knew that all his life was not worth it and he didn't want to go on through his depressive state. So in the days to pass, he rode towards the east to the Nosgoth Mountains where the debris of Argotons temple still falls. Around the temple were the skeletal corpses of Sparda's men that Argoton killed over a year ago. Sparda got off his horse and headed towards the ledge of where he stood. Down the edge of the mountain was the savage sea that awaited him savagely. Sparda looked up into the sky as he stepped closer to the ledge.

Sparda: "The Gods have abandoned."

He lifted his left foot over the ledge and looked down.

Sparda: "There is no hope for me…"

With that Sparda, cast himself off the mountaintops. After all his suffering and pain, it would all end at the sea below him. The icy cold wind blew up at his face as he fell with his eyes closed. Just as he was about to hit the savage water, Sparda found himself floating in midair. He opened his eyes to find himself floating in where the floors were clouds. As he stepped down, he saw a stairway pointing up more towards the skies. Sparda hesitated a bit but then began to make his way up the stairs. For some purpose, Sparda felt himself gathering speed up the stairs. To his surprise, he found himself running with a rather mystical feeling.

Sareena: "You will not die this day Sparda. The gods cannot allow one who has performed such service to perish by his own hand. Argoton's' tactics were brutal. His path of destruction had to be stopped."

As he Sareena's voice, his feet began to build up more speed. As he broke through the clouds that blinded his vision, he found himself standing in a large white temple made out of complete clouds. Around him were thrones where the Gods of Azarath sat. To his left sat Raiden as he smiled at his brother.

Raiden: "Welcome Sparda."

Sparda looked around anxiously as the other Gods watched him. As Sparda looked in front of him, a throne was empty by the Elder God and Sareena. Elder God looked at Sparda through his squid like eyes.

Elder God: "Welcome, my Son. You have done well to us and so we shall reward you with such generosity."

Sparda stepped closer to his father and sister. From behind him, he could hear giggling coming from Artemis and Aphrodite. As he looked around him, he saw different Gods standing crowded around him. These were the hundreds of Gods that served to the many cities and kingdoms around Azarath. When he finally sat reached the empty throne, his sister Sareena spoke.

Sareena: "Now there is an empty throne in Olympus, and a new God of War is needed."

Sparda looked at the throne while standing hesitant. He knew that this would be the thing he had refused a thousand years ago. From behind him, Raiden looked at Sparda while rising slightly up eagerly. Finally Sparda took a deep breath and set on top of the throne. He watched as a roar of cheers and applauses emerged from the many Gods of Azarath. Elder God and Raiden watched Sparda with a proud smile as Sareena set to her throne next to him. Aphrodite and Artemis nearly leaped from their thrones as the applauded Sparda. Even the God of the Underworld Shao Kahn sat in his throne smiling through his skull helmet. Sparda placed his head at the back of the throne and closed his eyes. He was now the new God of War. Sareena placed her hand on top of her Sparda's as she smiled at her brother. And from that point, whenever men road forth to battle for good cause or for evil, they did so under the watchful eye of the Demon who had defeated a god. The Demon who had become the new, God of War.