Marcus Triun - Part 38

Niarlore was a dark, dark place. The weirdest thing was that the sun never showed its face here , and I've been here for some time now . 6 months? Maybe a year? I don't know anymore. I lost track of time and of everything. I kept on walking through the pass, and now THIS was something beautiful...Directly in the middle of the pass you could see somekind of magical barrier between Niarlore and Arishalore. Aside from that, what the fuck happened to me ? I turned all dark and I started to look like Daemon, I held my Solerd hand in the air and turned it into a fist. I felt something glowing on the back of my hand, it was a pentagram. All corners turned white, then red and then turned black and stayed that way. Amazing, this isn't something ordinary and to be honest I don't really believe I was ever a god. With these kind of crazy powers, I don't feel like a god. A god has to bring happiness and respect, not death and decay...I walked through the pass and I was in Arishalore again. Never , ever , ever ever, never, I'm going back to that place. I turned my head around, and the place gave me shivers. I kept on walking and I found the origin city where Fiona lived, I walked into town and people were staring at me like I was the devil myself. Well, they weren't 'rong or either right, point is that I looked miserable. I felt my whole body burning again, and I fell on my knees. The Pentagrams started drawing theirselves onto my whole body. White, red and then black. I screamed and people screamed too , running to their houses and ringing the clocktower in their town. Guards appeared everywhere . Black , demon-ish powers were gathering around me, fromout the earth. Suddenly I got claws and started drawing a pentagram around my own body. Light filled the pentagram + me. I turned into an Ayakashi. My hair became long, and white again, red eyes and the pentagrams that were drawn on my body turned all red. My whole body turned black, fiendish and my Solerd hand again solved into my skin. It looked like my skin was made of Solerd only, indestructable and a Demon tint. I glided into the air, my power was immense and I started gliding through the city , guards that tried to attack my skin got killed by my mind. One guard jumped onto me, I simply grabbed him by the neck, flew high up the air and dived downwards with his head downwards pushing him totally into the ground. I stood up, and held my both hands onto each other , exploding all the citizens and guards that were outside in flashes of blood. I held my hand out and burned some houses to ashes, women, men and children screaming while I was burning them alive. Laughing at them how they got crippled by the fire, and the fresh smell of human meat. I approached a house, and kicked the door open. A man held an iron sword in his hand, and his child hiding underneath the table. The man ran to me , trying to kill me with his sword. I held out one hand, stopping the blow and bending the sword to his own face with just raw power. Then I grabbed his head and penetrated him with his own bend over sword, snatched out his heart and started to drink the blood of his heart. Mmm...So good. Suddenly I felt something burning in the back of my body. It was an arrow. Marcus:"Who dares, opposing the mighty Ayakashi Marcus !?" I turned around, it was a shadowy guy. ???:"An angry warrior, necrophile." Marcus:"HOW DID YOU CALL ME!?" I charged into him, but he stepped aside, grabbed out his knife and jumped onto my neck stabbing me, and didn't stop. The knife broke, I grabbed him at his neck and...it was Cucurion. Cucurion:"...M-M....Ma--..Marcus.....?" I threw him in the air, and made a spin and gave him a high kick to the back of the room. He flew THROUGH the wall onto the ground beneath it. No sounds anymore, I glided outside of the house. From now on, I'm not Marcus. From th-...NO!!..I DON'T WANT THIS!!...AACK...You got nothing to want. This is me. From now on, I'm not called pitiful Marcus Triun, but Xylus , Xylus Dangerius. I glided towards a house, opened the door...Fiona's house...Memories filled my head, but the Dark Powers sucked them in and I glided high up the air. I'm at turn now, Beshmendir and his whole kind will die. THEY WILL ALL DIE.