The adamant blade named Evrae, container of the sealed guardian wyrm of Atlantis, rested sealed within a peculiar vault of a particular law office in Los Angeles. The dark trinity of greater daemons called the Wolf, the Ram, and the Hart held the weapon that belonged to the greatest devil warrior, the one who now entered the building in his new form, or rather the reformed devil body made by replacing the damaged portions of Azazels soul ,caused by the Scythe of Entropy in the previous battles with the Archangel, with the eviscerated soul of a mortal man who atempted to gain respite from death by make a literal deal with a devil.
Eyes glowing the glistening crimson of the fluid of life surveyed the entrance as Azazel reborn walked calmly though the structure, following th call of the blade he wielded before his brother, his twin, had dueled him above the island city of the ancients, last descendants of the heroes of old that were part of the Nephelim race, the second of the two times the pair had battled.
The first fight had ended in a draw between them, but the power of Apocalypse had turned the tide in the favor of the valiant Azrael, and the devil had searched for a power to match the monsterous dragon that his twin could call forth. He'd found it in the hands of the Atlanteans, the guardian dragon that protected their city by the gifts of his former lord and master.
It took nearly a century of work, but he bound the beast to his will and his demonic forces flooded the city, turning the City of Wonders into his own dark domain. As he bound the ancient monsters will to his own twisted desires by linking the mythic heart of atlantis to his damaged blade.
The Archangels had led the assault on the fallen city with Michael and Gabriel fighting at the walls, Raphael with his whip dealing death to the demonic allies en masse while he awaited his own confrontation with his brother.
It was maddening that he could see the bonds of control his brother still lived under, even with the seals on their eternal forms being sundered by fusion with a human soul, his brother still followed the edicts of his Lord, a Lord that Azazel had discarded to seek his own power and fell to become the devil that he had remained since, though his true form had once been damaged.
His brother had always had something akin to a pack mentality, the devil mused, the angel would serve his lord with everything he was. It was that very loyalty that had shattered the archangel once, when the angel of death was forced to decide between two loyalties: his brother or his lord.
It would have broken the devil that his only true brother of flesh and blood had sided against him if his heart hadn't darkened with his fall from angel to devil.
He smiled slightly as he followed the power flows between him and the weapon bonded to his spirit, his soul while those who worked at the accursed place scattered out of the path of the biggest fish in the building.
Doors opened before him as the frightened beings scattered, not wanting to bother the creature as it reached the vault and stepped within, reaching out with a clawed hand to grasp the hilt of the mythic weapon and pull forth the weapon that was the equal of the Scythe of Entropy.
The archdevil vanished
into a cloud of darkness, an ability he shared with only his brother,
he still had a few things to do in order to properly "greet"
his brother atop the mouth of hell
Kerberos smiled at the weapon he'd constructed for his friend, the Model-0 was something that was incomplete, a partial prototype with the things now finished would make it whole. The weapon would bear the spirits of two of his own fallen friends, those who had been forced into battles by the darkened fates that tricked their own relatives into war by manipulating prophecy.
The same trio that had been reduced to a pair by his own actions after the fall of those who where his brothers by honor that would now live again in service to the power of the Creators chosen Angel. The raw power of the twin spirits of Fenris and Garm would create a weapon on Par with the scythe, though without the potential for raw, unfettered destruction that any of the Armageddon weapons could unleash with even the slightest of hesitation or distraction in their use.
The wolf and the dog would
howl once more when brought forth in a way similar to how Apocalypse
could be summoned, and it would be worth it to see those he viewed as
family once more
AN: Daemons and Greater Daemons are powerful demons, they aren't anywhere near Devil or angel power, but they are the pinacle of demonic power and not to be sneezed at. Three powers working togather is a way to amplify the power and so I mentioned two different ones in this. Sorry, but no Azrael in this chapter.
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