Death of the four, rebirth of darkness

Silence. It was night. The only light was a giant pillar of fire at the middle of the field, refusing to catch to the grass but continuing to stay large and fiery.
At the end of the field, near the trees, Adrammelech the mighty stood watching. He smirked, raising his hand, and laughed with satisfaction as he shot a ball of blue at the pillar, extinguishing it instantly. He drew Beel and turned to the left, blocking a blow from one of Zaine's swords. "Oh, Zaine Ezvan! How have you been? I've missed you!" He laughed, jumping back and swinging once more. Zaine stepped back, parrying the blow. "My dear Adrammelech, have you failed to notice? This is merely Requiem!" With that Zaine pulled out his second sword, striking Beel and breaking it into pieces. Adrammelech fell back, screaming in pain. "IMPOSSIBLE! THATS IMPOSSIBLE! NO!" He turned, fleeing into the night. Zaine sheathed his swords, and shook his head. He turned, and saw something that made him more afraid than ever before: Adrammelech; Gaugnz; Decessus; and Kether Elyon himself. "No way..." He whispered.

Zaine ran forward, slashing at Kether Elyon, who wielded a giant ax, as he had when "it" had happened. When he was forced to take the shape he held, made into a monster that nobody cared to know. Until Nariko came along. His attack was parried, and he felt the ax come down hard on his shoulder. "Ugh!" He grunted as the swords of Decess, Gaugnz, and Adra pierced his chest. They drew their blades away, and he collapsed. In his mind he was fighting a battle he had not fought for a long time.


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Zaine stood in a room, a long room, the left half was completely black, as far as he could see, and the right was white as far as he could see. Before him stood two figures: Vaan and Daik. "Oh, Zaine," Vaan laughed. "You need the darkness? And perhaps the light?" Daik shook his head. "Go on, Zaine, take the power you need. See you later!" Everything disappeared, and Zaine opened his eyes. He stood up, pulling both his swords out. He put their blades together, watching them flash gray and turn into one sword. It was a foot thick, two feet wide, and twelve feet long. Zaine held it with one hand, and grabbed a knife from his pocket, throwing it and catching Gaugnz in the neck, satisfied as the man fell over, dead. He took a dagger and threw it, hitting Adrammelech in the throat, and he too fell. Zaine grabbed the sword, swinging it at Kether, who tried to block with his ax handle, which broke in half. Zaine thrusted forward, stabbing Kether. Zaine pulled the sword back, jumping farther away, then ran towards Decessus, dragging the blade on the ground behind him to gain momentum. Decessus stepped farther away, watching with fear. "A buster?! How the $$$$, Zaine?! How the $$$$?!!!" He yelled as the buster slid along the ground and up his body, cutting him apart. The bodies littered the ground, and The sword fell back into two blades, which Zaine sheathed. He turned around and ran to Nariko, hugging her tightly. "Nariko, its over, they're really gone....Really gone for good now.....Ohh God, I was so scared that they would hurt you!" He sobbed.

"Yes..." Zaine whispered. He turned and started to walk away from the wilderness, towards the academy, pulling her along beside him. He walked past the tree line, but suddenly heard a voice that made him stop. "Very good, Zaine Ezvan. Your Masamune is quite fearsome!" A man stepped out of the trees, and laughed. "I am Nero, at your service, young man, and young lady! And these are my associates!" With that he gestured to the left and right, and three beings stepped out. An axeman, a swordsman, and a man with eight swords- Three on his back, one on either hip, and three floating beside him. He gestured to the axeman. "This is Shekhinah." He gestured to the swordsman. "This is Malkuth.." And he gestured to the one with eight swords. "This is Ge-" He was cut off by the man. "My name is Gevurah. My mission is to destroy all that would harm beloved Daath and the Xenoranth. My mission is to destroy you, Zaine Ezvan!" In an instant Nero, Shekhinah, and Malkuth were armed. Gevurah stood to the side, watching. Nero had pulled two Partisan Scythe's out from behind him, they're blades each six feet long. Shekhinah pulled out a large double bladed ax, and Malkuth pulled out a sword with his left hand, his right hand wearing a clawed glove. Nero laughed again. "We do not intend to harm you...At this present moment! But be ready for our real attack, Zaine Ezvan...." With that the four of them turned and walked into the darkness.

Zaine stood there, shaking, completely afraid.

Zaine kept shaking, and began to feel hate. Absolute hate at them. He drew his blades, forming Masamune, and rushed after them, his blade cutting into trees and clearing a path as he went through, chasing them. "Dont run from me! If you want to kill me, just try and do it now! Come back! Come back and face me!" He screamed, swinging his sword and cutting the trees around him, making a small clearing. He dropped his sword, and fell to his knees, sobbing in frustration and fear.