The dark brown-haired man swam his way out of a lake he had suddenly found himself in. He coughed out a pool of water before pushing back his wet haiir.
"Where the fuck am I?" He questioned but there was no one around to give him a reply. The Dark Mage looked around the place and all he saw was infinity.
He stood in the mouth of the lake and gazed upon the endless sandy terrain, no building around, no human, but a single being that stood a few moment's walk away from him. Eryth recognized its pale blue skin, long purple eyes with different internal colours, slightly pointed ears, beautiful nose and well-sculptured lips, red hair, and distinguished horns, black see-through cloth that reached to her knee and a large bat-like wing.
"Rapulnu," he muttered to himself.
She took a step forward and the brown-eyed man took one of his own. They continued forward, one step at a time until they were only two steps away from each other."
"What do you think of this form I took? I noticed how you can't stop staring at my body whenever I'm around you."
Eryth wiped the water from his face and took a deep breath. "What exactly do you want from me?"
The goddess of the undead and ghost hummed before her body suddenly transformed and she now had the body and looks of Arya. "Or is this body better?" She questioned.
He placed his hand on his waist and sighed. "I'm pretty sure I was in the middle of a fight."
Rapulnu closed the distance and walked behind Eryth, wrapping her hand around his neck while she assumed the body of Daya, the librarian back at Monk Zumma's village. "Why the rush?"
"I'm sure you'd be dead when you get back to the real world, so why don't you savour this moment, could be your last," she said while seductively rubbing her nose over Eryth's neck.
"You are Rapulnu, the goddess of the undead and ghost isn't that right?"
"Indeed." She worked her hand over Eryth's chest before giggling as she moved down to his lower body, but the dark brown-haired man did not react.
"Then I'm sure you must want something if you take the time to be here with me."
She let out a chuckle before pulling back. "I'm not sure if you've seen the situation you were in before here," she paused for a moment before speaking again. "I could grant you abilities that you could use to win that battle."
Eryth turned to face her. "If I say yes, would you let me be?" He queried.
The goddess of the undead transformed back to the skin she came to him with. "For now, yes. I can't promise that I won't return, you are my favourite mortal."
The dark brown-haired man pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Fine, but before that, could you answer me this one question?"
"Anything for you honey."
"If you hadn't interrupted my fight, would I really have died?" He questioned, his face turning into a more serious expression.
The red-haired goddess held her hand behind her back and pushed her chest forward while also wearing a smile on her face. "Probably, probably not… what matters is that you are here with me."
She veered around and her body changed again, she now had the appearance of a certain Zholm. "The Green eyes your opponent possesses are capable of striking Pure and Chaos energy."
"So there's no hope?" He replied while following behind her.
"Of course there is," she turned to him, speaking and taking a backward step. "By riding your body of those dud energies and channelling one that she can't strike."
Eryth furrowed. "Oh right, why didn't I think of that? I could have used Shadow Energy."
Rapulnu shoots him a frown. "Shadow act can be predicted by the Green eyes... What you need is my energy, the undead Energy."
"There's nothing as such."
"Yes, there is." Her body yet again morphed into someone else. "When a person dies, a certain type of energy, amongst others is released into the environment, it is powerful and deadly, and I normally take this energy for myself, but now I'm willing to share with you." She leaned forward and wrapped her hand around his neck, making her face only inches away from the Dark Mages.
"All you need is a third eye to see such energy." She leaned in and pressed her lips against his, working her tongue with his before biting his lower lips. She then pulled back and smiled.
Her smile was the last thing he saw before his vision faded.
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Nike gasped in shock as she felt she had lost control of her hand. She looked up at Eryth's face just in time to notice the awakening of a third eye. His forehead split open, revealing a vertical completely dark eyes.
All the dark brown-haired man did was exhale and a powerful force threw the beige-haired girl back, causing her to crash into a wall. Eryth stood straight and slipped his dagger back into his boot. The injuries he had sustained immediately healed up and his clothes as well turned brand new.
Nikephoria got up on her feet and wiped the blood from her mouth. "How? I can't feel any energy from within you."
The dark brown-haired man smiled. "You'll need a third eye to see it." He took a step forward and was suddenly in front of his opponent.
Her breath choked in her neck as she tried to consume all that was happening. He exhaled again and the Nexus Act user went back into the wall behind her.
"Yield now, Nikephoria, I don't want to have to kill you."
Fear, horror, and pain could be seen visibly all over her face as she dragged herself up. "I will not yield to you."
The general of Hex placed her hand on the ground and a numerous amount of spikes burst out of the ground towards Eryth. The dark brown-haired man had no change of emotion as he clasped his hands together before peeking out his two indexes.
The spikes turned to dust as they were only a few inches away from their target. Nike noticed this but continued to send more of the spikes towards Eryth while letting out a scream.
The dark-haired man inhaled and exhaled deeply as a cloud of black smoke began to form around the tip of the fingers he had put out.
"Smokeless fire." A white light shot out of his fingers at a very high speed, leaving a hole in Nike's shoulder before she could realize anything had happened. The spikes she had created disappeared and she fell to the ground with her back leaning against the wall.
She gasped desperately for air as the hole in her shoulder that was first tiny began to expand and turn into a much larger injury with no blood.
The third eye in Eryth's forehead disappeared as he curbed in front of the Green Eye possessor.
"Yield."
Her skin was starting to turn pale and her breathing became even more ragged, but she didn't look up at Eryth. "I… m th-the Dragon o-f Hex--- I… wi-ll never yield to…" she gasped even more as the wound swallowed her entire arm and was now moving up to her neck and other parts.
"I could stop this, just yield, you don't have to die for Hex. You've already proven that you are the Dragon of Hex or whatever…" he paused. "I won't ask of anything from you. Just yield and seal the contract."
Nike finally raised her head to meet his eyes, showing her teary eyes. "I… yield."
The dark brown-haired man sighed before raising his hand at her. Rune markings appeared in front of his hand and the injury instantly healed.
The beige-haired girl breathed out softly before her head fell on Eryth's shoulder. Eryth smiled and caressed her back.
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