Chapter 38: The Well of Souls - Chris, Alito, and Death vs Absalom!
Chris's psyche - After the battle with Archon Lucien.
"Mom...dad!"
Chris embraced her two parents as soon as she set her eyes upon them.
"My sweet! It's such a long time since we have met you! You have grown so much!" Chris's mother chuckled.
"Look how far you have come, our dear daughter." Mr Fuschia grinned.
"Mom...dad, there's so many things I want to tell you...But..." Chris shook her head.
"Are you still grieving about us, my sweet?" Chris's mother wondered.
"Not really...I realize that I can't start grieving properly until I find solace within myself and start finding the meaning of humanity...I wonder when this nightmare is going to end. When am I going to find solace? I don't even know how I will find the meaning of humanity, or what it is in the first place. I don't even know if it is my fault, either!" Chris shook her head.
"So you don't know when you're going to find solace, when your nightmare is going to end, what humanity is, and if it is your fault that we died...mm?" Chris's father wondered.
"Yeah..." Chris lowered her head, and then asked. "Mom...dad. Please tell me what to do..."
Chris's mother patted Chris's shoulder. "My sweet...we at the Fuschias don't even know about it too. This is something that you and Alito have to find."
"Only we can end the pain and suffering and answer those questions? I can't even do it!" Chris shot out.
Chris's mother and father looked on, shocked.
"How the fuck am I suppose to know the answers to the problem that both my mom and dad don't even know? I'm not superman! I might have all the technological augmentations and arcane energies, but even that can't help me answer the problems I have asked myself over and over for the past twelve fucking years! People think I'm very good, but deep down I ain't even good! I know I shouldn't just mope around and do jack but I just don't..." Chris shook her head, tears brimming out from her eyes when Chris's mom and dad embraced her.
A familiar embrace that Chris felt all the time when she was young.
"You'll figure it out someday..." Chris's mother simpered.
"We know you can do it." Chros's father nodded along.
Chris's eyes widened as she looked softened her clenched fists, a strange sense of warmth crept up upon her nerves and spines and welled up in her heart.
"You really think I can..." Chris wondered.
"Hey, of course! Look at you, my dear daughter...You, and your allies, along with Alito have ensured peace back in our world! You and Alito have basically maintained our last will not just for our sake, but for your sake too!" Mr Fuschia smiled.
"A parent must always believe their children to do anything, no matter what, right? This time, you and Alito not only have our support, you also have the entire Fuschia's belief too!" Mrs Fuschia simpered.
"You know my...my..." Chris blushed.
"To be honest, we're quite surprised at first..." Mr Fuschia nodded.
"But seeing that both of you have gone through so much crap, it is inevitable that the both of you will fall in love with each other. Besides, love does not depend upon the gender of a person. Love is love; no limit to which person you can love, no matter the age, no matter the race, and no matter the gender." Mrs Fuschia nodded.
"Thanks...mom and dad...So, you really believe that I can find the answer with Alito? Even if that means I have to be cold?" Chris wondered.
"Then again, we don't know. What we do know is...we believe in you no matter what! We know you will find the answer in the end! That is a parent's duty and love for a child!" Mr Fuschia nodded.
"Chris...We believe in you!" Mrs Fuschia simpered.
"Mom...you called me by my name..." Chris gasped.
"That mean, Chris, you have grown. No longer are you Chris-chan...You are a woman now, Chris. Stand up, and find the answer for us, for the Fuschia, for the people who believed in you, for Alito, and most of all...for yourself!" Mrs Fuschia nodded.
As Chris woke up from her sleep, she looked at the necklace that her mother gave her before the demise...
"Mom..dad...and the entire Fuschia family...thank you...Even if it means I have to be cold, I will find the answers, all of them, even if I have to die!" Chris clenched the necklace softly.
Well of Souls - at the Tree of Life itself.
"I found the Demon Key, Crowfather." Death nodded.
"Then, at last, you may enter the Well of Souls. But, once undertaken, there is no returning on this path." the Crowfather warned.
"I've come this far, Crowfather. And so does Chris and Alito, both of whom have earned my respect. We're not turning back." Death nodded.
"Then be warned, rider of death. A dark presence guards the Well, and the seeds of Corruption writhe within." Crowfather replied.
"The Well is corrupted." Death replied.
"Yes. But not the nameless kind you have faced thus far. No, Corruption has chosen a Champion - a voice to sound its clarion call." the Crowfather cautioned.
"Absalom..." Chris and Alito frowned.
"We will see this finished - here and now." Death followed.
"Remember what you have learned, rider, Chris, and Alito. Corruption is the end of all things...even Death." Crowfather replied.
"The tree, the keys, the well - why do i get the sense you're testing me?" Death frowned.
"You test yourself, old friend. For what you've done - for what you had to do. And now you face the ultimate test. Will you bring death or give life?" the Crowfather questioned the Pale Rider, then turned to Chris and Alito.
"Chris and Alito. It seems that you are more confident in finding what solace is about." Crowfather nodded.
"Thanks, Crowfather." Chris bowed.
"Remember, others can help you, can guide you, but in the end...only you have the ultimate power to answer the questions within you." the Crowfather encouraged.
Well of Souls entrance
"This is it, Death...the moment of truth." Chris frowned.
"To think that Abaddon broke the six seals according to what the Pool to Earth upon the Spire said." Death frowned.
"War is fighting the Destroyer as we speak...Uriel told me about it; she was earlier defeated by the Vovin itself. Yet, if we need to have any hope about securing War's innocence...the Well of Souls is the only way to go." Chris sighed.
Chris and Alito turned to Death.
"Well, how about a last shake of hands? There might be no time to say goodbye after this..." Chris simpered.
Chris, Alito, and Death joined their hands together...
"Our aims are different, but our paths converged, and now we merge as one allied team. Let us strike Corruption down!" the trio shot out.
Death used Soul Splitter to split himself into green and purple Death. The green Death unlocked the right half of the Well's gate, while the purple Death unlocked the left half of the Well's gate.
The ancient door of eons gave a loud creak as it opened the path to the Well of Souls, and Death deactivated Soul Splitter.
Death, Chris, and Alito nodded as they stepped on a path of no return - to the Well.
The Well's interior was dark blue, dust and rocks scattered across the floor. Creepers hung on the ceiling, yet there were no life; there were no hint of bug life in this once holy place.
Within a few strides, the trio could hear the anguished cries of the souls. They reached a vast place with streams of souls wandering about helplessly, seeking solace, seeking forgiveness and most of all, seeking an end to the anguish that they had suffered.
Arcane crystals hovered across the room, the arcane words lost their lustre as black, gooey substance covered parts of the crystals.
In the middle of the Well...lies the Ultimatum.
He had many names, The Avatar of Chaos, the bringer of Nothingness, the son of Lilith, the Destroyer of Creation and most of all...the Champion of Corruption.
But in the end...he had only one true name - Absalom...
The Corrupted Nephilim attached itself upon thick strands of Corruption vines by his back as it descended to meet his challenger.
"Have you ever wondered, Death, Chris, and Alito, why you are all untouched while those around you wither and rot in the grip of Corruption? Could it be that you are already blackened by the sin of betrayal; both women for not saving your loved ones, and Death for slaying the Nephilims?" Absalom smirked. "How can you defeat that which seethes in your own heart?"
He continued, "You cannot stop me, without forever damning your soul!" Absalom then propelled himself up high with Corruption, detached himself from the Well's wall, and landed on the platform, taking out his mighty axe - Absolution.
"Absalom...it is not because of the sin of betrayal that made me immune to your filth...It is the fact that Alito and I are determined to find the meaning of solace and the answers to our questions. Then again...this is something that you will never understand, and we rather you die then knowing it!" Chris frowned.
"If you think for a second there that you are going to make me believe your lies...then, so be it!" Death frowned as he drew out his Dual Possessed Scythe.
WARNING! WARNING! BOSS FIGHT ENGAGED - ABSALOM
Morphology: Absalom
Type: Corruption
Size: Giant
Weapon: Absolution
Description: The ultimate of ultimates. Absalom the Avatar of Chaos. Thanks to Corruption, he can run fast despite his size and big axe. His swing is moderately fast, and has a wide arc range of up to 55cm. He can also unleash a powerful triple slash that will increase its arc range of up to 100cm. He hits hard, so be careful.
The Avatar of Chaos charged into the fray and roared as he swings his Absolution.
Chris and Death quickly dodge rolled right and left twice, evading Absalom's double slash attack and the Corruption vines that erupted from the ground in front of him.
Absalom's right arm flexed as tendrils manifested upon it and the Avatar of Chaos the swiftly swung his Absolution thrice. However, Chris and Death managed to anticipate the attack by moving further back and did a back flip as soon as the second arc diminished. The third arc barely missed the mark.
Chris and Death nodded the formal clapped her hands.
Chris and Lifebane summoned three ice skeletons and wind skeletons each, with the lure magic thanks to the Nephilim Blood medication upgrade that increased their arcane magic.
Chris then extended her right arm, glared at Absalom and signalled Absalom with her right index finger.
Absalom, taunted by Chris's index finger signal and the skeletons' lure magic, roared and took a huge leap. Death quickly dodged rolled to where he leapt off - the side near the Well's entrance.
Just as the Avatar of Chaos descended upon Chris and Lifebane, the Icy Maiden held her weapon and dodged swiftly towards the right. Taking this as a signal, Death quickly stomp his feet to buff himself with Unstoppable, and quickly unleashed a powerful Teleport Slash upon Absalom.
The dual Possessed Scythe froze, sliced and smashed through the bones and sinews of Absalom.
Tundra Formulae: Blue Sophia!
Chris also slashed her Dual Lifebane twice, joined them together to formed a big Lifebane, and slashed left, right, unleashed a huge sonic boom, and unleashed a wedged shaped shockwave. Each slash brought about a concentrated stream of ice energy that impaled Absalom's body as an arc.
Absalom keeled down, having suffered enough damage.
"Now to finish you off..." Death frowned as he joined his dual Possessed Scythe together and went for the cleave kill.
However, Chris's quick processing from her Project Tundra detected that Absalom is smirking.
"IT'S A TRAP!" Chris quickly unleashed her arcane teleport, pushed Death out-of-the-way, and taking the huge Corruption Vine instead.
"Muahahaha..." Absalom cackled. "Humans, they are always so weak and foolish; willing to die for an ally's life. What makes you think that Death will care so much about you, as he even cares none for his own kin? Just for the sake of Balance?"
"I don't expect to earn his respect, Absalom...I don't even know what the fuck Balance is...All I know is that once you die, this world and my world will be one step closer into achieving peace!" Chris frowned as her eyes glowed intensely.
"Tundra Formulae: Absolute Frost!"
Chris froze the Corruption Vines and smashed it with the merged Lifebane's hilt, just in time to detect Absalom unleashing a slash towards the falling Icy Maiden.
Chris managed to connect her foot to the blunt blade body from Absolution and jumped away, but not before suffering a shockwave from Absolution's shockwave effect.
"Urk!" Chris winced as she cancelled the backward momentum by using her Magnetic Ride Suspension unit.
"You okay?" Death asked.
"Yeah! Gotta say though, that shockwave is quite the shocker!" Chris huffed.
Absalom roared as streams of Corruption began infusing inside him, growing bigger and muscular as a result. Veins could be seen around his biceps and triceps, and his body oozed even more filth and Corruption from within.
Warning: Absalom reaching Corrupted Avatar Mode.
Status shown he has been buffed with Corrupted. With the increase of muscle mass, however, his jump distance was reduced. He can make up for it by charging his jump for a few more seconds, though His walking speed is also reduced, and he cannot run. His attacks are increased. However, his critical area became exposed because of his enlargement - strike where it hurts.
Chris and Lifebane's ice and wind skeleton distracted Absalom once more by arriving in front of the icy Maiden, taunting the Corrupted Champion to jump towards the skeleton. Chris managed to teleport herself out of harm's way while Death dodge-rolled towards Absalom's back.
Sensing a window of opportunity, the pale Rider quickly sprinted towards Absalom and delivered a powerful uppercut with his Slice of Death, followed by a powerful flipsaw attack behind Absalom's back.
Chris quickly sprinted towards Absalom's front and delivered an uppercut slash, a left and right slash, and ending with a diagonal slash across the abomination's chest, all while unleashing burst of ice shockwaves upon the Avatar of Chaos.
"Let me take care of this!" Death frowned.
"No..." Chris frowned, as Death looked at her with a puzzled face, and simpered. "We deal with him, together!"
Death grunted in agreement.
Absalom quickly attempted to counter with two Corruption Vines, but Chris, learning from their earlier mistakes, plunged their scythes down the Corruption veins, dragged it down, and ripped it to shreds. Absalom attempted to punch them with his left hand, but Death and Chris took a step back and slashed across the Corruption's chest.
Absalom quickly delivered a single sweep slash, but Death and Chris successfully did an overhead somersault to evade it. A huge left sweep by his left fist followed, and the duo managed to roll under it.
Absalom attempted to raise his Absolution to cleave Death and Chris. However, the Pale Rider quickly got up and took advantage of Absalom's slowed reaction time, due to the increased muscle mass, by plunging his dual Possessed Scythe into the Avatar of Chaos flesh.
The Pale Rider used this as a chance to lift himself above Absalom's height, merged his dual scythes into one big scythe, and impaled Absalom's chest with the hilt of the merged scythe.
The Avatar of Chaos could not land a left hook because of the impaling attack, and was further keeled down by Chris's sweeping slash across his legs.
Absalom's roar blasted the duo off as Corruption spewed out of his body, shrinking his size down to his normal height.
"It's time to finish you - there's no way for you to run!" Chris joined her dual Lifebane together into a large Lifebane once more.
Chris and Death bend down, aimed at the Avatar of Chaos as he unleashed a wide slash again, managed to get under the slash arc, and delivered a powerful one-two teleport slash.
Their scythes' arcane magic seared through the corrupted filth and the rotten flesh of the once firstborn Nephilim turned Corruption. Its side rib froze and shattered as black, gooey blood started spewing out of its abdominal body. The Avatar of Chaos kneeled down, shaking his head in utter disbelief.
Every strike from both Death and Chaos was not of despair and damnation of their own souls...but were that of hope, calm, determination, and solace...
And most of all, the deep, burning passion of finding solace inside the icy hearts of Chris and Alito.
"How...how is it I feel not a single damnation of your souls, but instead your determination for absolution? IMPOSSIBLE!" Absalom roared.
"Alito and I do not know if it is my fault, or what humanity's meaning is...but I know we have to find our calm before securing that opportunity. And we will do whatever we can do find the answer that will unfold to us in times to come!" Chris and Lifebane's voice echoed the entire chasm in the Well of Souls.
"Besides...I am not the one who created Corruption...you mother, Lilith, did! Thinking that you can make me feel guilty about my action when it was actually Lilith's doing...You are a truly volatile and prideful beast, succumbed by your own pride - it's your fault...and not because I'm pushing responsibility; because it IS YOUR FAULT!" Death shot out.
Absalom roared, enraged by their reaction, charged towards them, preparing a powerful sweep from his right. Death, though, transformed into his Reaper Form and blocked Absalom's Absolution with his Harvestor.
Blood flowed profusely out from his amputated limb as the Avatar of Chaos charged forth with his right hand preparing for a punch.
Chris's eyes flared up as a burst of aura surrounded her once more. She quickly joined her dual Lifebane into a large Lifebane once more and threw it as a flipsaw boomerang straight towards Absalom's chest before he could counter it. Chris then quickly sprinted towards the Avatar of Chaos to build up momentum, jumped over just as the latter swiped in for the catch, grabbed the Lifebane's hilt, and sliced the Avatar's right arm off with a battle cry.
Absalom's Absolution, right arm, and left arm succumbed into the abyss by a black hole, never to be seen again...or until someone found it by mere chance.
"Death...he's yours..." Chris nodded.
Absalom stumbled back and forth defiantly; his eyes glowed with rage as he charged into a head butt. However, Death plunged his right scythe, inflicting a fatal stab across his left shoulder.
The monstrous abomination stumbled back a few steps and crashed to the ground; a pool of blood and Corruption surrounded the dying Avatar of Chaos as he raised his Corruption-like arm from the tendrils on his back.
"Take my hand once more, Brother!" Absalom pleaded.
Death and Chris stood in front of the Avatar of Chaos, their eyes glared at the one who brought the world a potential amount of hate, suffering, and evil.
"It's your call, Death...He's your brother, anyway, no matter what." Chris sighed.
Death knew the Crowfather's wise words...
"I doubt he would grant you the same courtesy, Death."
Death knew that there was no way he could turn back now. His brother was way beyond redemption; corrupted by his pride, hate, and lust for conquest, destruction, and power.
Nephilims, as Death knew, were supposed to be about combating against the darkness and protecting Humanity despite being Lilith's creations...
Absalom, however, brought this upon himself...
"You are not my brother anymore...Absalom." Death frowned.
"Why?!" Absalom's eyes widened.
"Because you..." said Death as he walked towards the Avatar of Chaos and grabbed the hilt of his Possessed Scythe. "betrayed yourself..."
The Pale Rider pulled out his Possessed Scythe, effectively slicing off the heart of Corruption inside Absalom's chest. The Corruption surrounding Absalom's rotting body slowly eroded away into Oblivion.
The Corruption Vines wrapping around the floating stones shrivelled and dissolved into thin air. The Well of Souls was finally freed of the ancient curse of hate.
Death walked with heavy steps towards the edge of the Well of Souls, ignoring the rotten body of the Avatar of Chaos. Chris and Alito followed behind, giving themselves small smiles - their job were done; Corruption was gone and their world would be at peace once more.
Not for Death, though. He stood by the edge of the Well, shaking his head.
The Crowfather entered the Well and appeared beside Chris and Alito.
"Crowfather...Death doesn't seem to know what to choose." Chris sighed, citing Death's body language.
"The fact that Death knew it is Lilith who created Corruption has made Death innocent, but the fact remains - Death killed the Nephilims. I'm not surprised he still have that bit of guilt inside him. After all...he doesn't wear a mask for nothing." the Crowfather sighed.
"The mask of the Executioner - the artifact that mask his emotions from the guilt he has." Chris recalled.
"I've killed Absalom, stopped the Corruption...I stand, at last, at the Well of Souls..." Death then laughed with a tone of sadness and sarcasm, "With no idea of what to do next..."
"It is quite simple...yet the most difficult..."
Death turned around and saw the Crowfather simpering beside him.
"I'm no humor for riddles, Crowfather." Death dismissed.
"You may tap the power of the Well to return the Kingdom of Man...or you may resurrect the Nephilim. But know that choosing one...will forever doom the other." the Crowfather warned.
Death gave a deep sigh and shook his head.
"Death...if you go back on your words now, how will your brother War feel?" Chris clasped her hands and hoped.
Death closed his eyes and thought for a moment.
Yes...
Chris and Alito, throughout this journey, makes me respect the power of Humanity...
I once wanted to revive humanity just so I can rescue War, nothing more.
But with the two Maidens, the respect I give them is enough for me to know that there is another reason for me to revive humanity...
After all...wasn't Nephilims' job to protect Humanity and fight against the darkness?
Fighting against Chris and Alito side by side gave me a new perspective on Humanity.
I once said ours is not to judge what Humanity is...
But if I were to judge it, it will seem as if what she said about not judging Humanity based on the sins of a few is right.
The Nephilims did nothing but deliver chaos, hate, malice, and misery.
Chris is right...
I, as a Horseman, have sworn to protect my brother above all...
To go back on my words will mean my journey of rescuing Creation from Corruption and my determination to rescue War will be for damnation...
War is my closest brother ever since the Nephilims' death...
He's the one who can understand me, even when I'm not talking, as if we are brothers, real close brothers.
I know what I must do...
Death raised his head high...
"My brother, War...I would protect him above all, and I would protect the humans too." Death nodded.
Chris and Alito's eyes widened.
"Then again, Chris and Alito, I want the both of you to find solace before going into a clear state of mind to find the meaning of Humanity. You two gave me enough reason to respect humanity and understand that the sins of a few humans, do not determine the fate of all..." Death continued.
"We know we will find the answers to all our questions one day; if our parents could believe us, despite being apparitions, we probably could..." Chris nodded.
"Believe me...I once used to not care about humanity or anyone that is not of my race. I simply do it for the sake of Balance back then. But now...I guess I can see why Humans are indeed worthy of respect." Death chuckled as he turned to face the Well and slowly removed the skeleton mask, his back obscuring Chris's attempt to see Death's face.
"The removal of his mask...symbolises him letting go of his past...One day, Death...one day...Alito and I will achieve the same thing as you!" Chris clenched her fists.
"Death!" Chris called out.
"What is it?" the Pale Rider wondered.
"We once thought that Death is just someone who kills mindlessly for no apparent reason...but it seems that even you ain't bad after all. Thank you, Pale Rider." Chris and Alito bowed.
"Farewell for now...Chris and Alito. And thank you...you two have given me lessons in life I will definitely not be able to learn simply under the Charred Council alone...Let's just that my brother can kill Abaddon just in time..." Death grunted, spread his arms, and dived into the Well, dissolving into a thick white smoke.
Chris, Alito, and the Crowfather looked over the Well. The Icy Maiden could feel a strange ump in her throat as she forced it down and simpered.
"Death...With Death, came life...And the seeds of Humanity is reborn..." Chris simpered.
The Crowfather's eyes widened. "Wait...the Well's aura is growing infinitely stronger!"
Chris's Prroject Tundra Arcane Energy Scanner detected a huge spike in the Well's power level.
"Energy Level Spiking...and...it belongs to Death's energy signature!" Chris's eyes widened.
"You certain, my Lady?" Alito wondered as she scanned the area. "Good lord...it is!"
"That could only mean one thing..." the Crowfather opened up a pool portal to see into what happened in Earth.
The broken Seventh Seal scattered across the floor, picked up by War once he threw the dead Watcher away.
"The Seventh Seal...broken; the True Apocalypse begins!" the Crowfather frowned.
"Well, it should be one-sided. We all know who the enemy will be..."
"Death!" Chris and Alito turned behind and smiled when they saw the Pale Rider rising out of the Well with a brand new Executioner Mask and a huge Harvestor. The crystals in his right chest was gone - a sign of letting go of his past.
"No...the Charred Councils are responsible too. Look what I have just gathered." the Crowfather frowned as he summoned another portal detailing the moments before the Seventh Seal breakage.
War was just about to grab the Seventh Seal, but was brought to his knees in extreme pain due to the Watcher's strong arcane magic.
"Heheheh...You had to know it was a one way ticket..." an imp-shaped demon with six eyes and devilish wings taunted.
"The...Council..." War frowned as he struggled to break the arcane magic and crawled towards the Seventh Seal.
"They knew you'd never play executioner because of your precious honor. They let you take the fall...They knew you'd butcher everyone involved to clear your name. And you did." the Watcher smirked.
"No!" Uriel attempted to intercept by swooping in, but a Watcher's black arcane blast deflected her.
"Patience, whore. I've got something for you too." the Watcher grunted as he snatched the Seventh Seal.
"If it were to get broken, you might get ideas - like not going back to your little cage."
The 'recording' ended there.
"So now the Watcher dies...huh? Serves that heartless bastard right." Chris crossed her arms.
Death clenched his fists angrily as veins bulged from his temple and knuckles.
"The Council knew...the Council knew that the Abaddon will break Six out of the Seven Seals...it all make sense now!" Death shot out.
"What?" Alito wondered.
"You said that someone probably tricked War into unleashing Armageddon, right?" Death frowned.
"Yes...' Chris nodded.
"Abaddon couldn't possibly trigger the Apocalypse - only Six out of the Seven were broken. Someone must have led War to believe that Seven were broken instead; that's what you said back in the Forge Lands right?" Death asked.
"Yup." Alito nodded.
"Since War is honorable, he would not respond to the call unless that someone does it...Throughout the eons, War has been loyal to one entity and one entity only..." Death frowned.
Chris and Alito's eyes widened and frowned. "THE COUNCIL!"
"We have no time to waste...let's reunite with Strife and Fury before Hell shows up and tear the whole Balance apart!" Death frowned.
"Wait...we?" Alito wondered.
"You aren't joining in? We are going to finish the fight...together, as brothers!" Death nodded.
"We're not one of the Four..." Alito asked.
"I can settle this..." Death gave a thumb up.
"You're no longer binded by the Charred Council?" Chris wondered.
"After the Seventh Seal's breakage, all Seals will not be restored. Our bonds with the Charred Council will be broken...and we can unleash hell in whatever ways we want...First, the Council, then Samael and finally..." Death nodded.
"Lucifer..." Chris and Alito nodded in reply.
"Be warned...Lucifer has grown stronger through the Eons, but Samael will grow stronger still. You know his ulterior motives, and it will inevitably happen. Whether you will be able to destroy the inevitable will depend on you all, for the future is something that even I cannot keep." the Crowfather warned.
"Let's go..." Death cracked his knuckles. "We have a score to settle."
"The Charred Council...they should have thought of better ways than to anger us all...so much for their definition of Balance..." Chris frowned.
"Their definition of Balance is damn wrong, so let's settle the score...after we reunite with the other three." Death nodded.
Back on Earth
"You'll be hunted! The White City for certain...the Council...and there will be others! You would wage this war alone?!" Uriel shot out in concern.
War clenched the shattered fragments of the Seventh Seal by his right hand and replied with a deep voice.
"No..." said War raised his right hand up high.
"Not alone..." he continued, just as three comet and two mini-comets descended upon the skies.
Uriel saw two mini comets surrounding the green comet.
"Two mini-comets...that means..." the Hellguard Commander's eyes widened.
With the Seventh Seal broken, it summoned the Horsemen of the Apocalypse, along with two female figures beside Death's left.
"War...my Brother. It's good to have you back..." Death gave a bro-fist towards the Red Rider.
"And to you too...Death." War simpered.
"What about the two women? Who are they?" Strife wondered.
"Long story...you impatient brat." Death snarled.
Uriel's eyes widened as a smile crept upon her face...
"Chris...Alito..." she smiled.
LET THE END...BEGIN...