-3 years ago-
Master and I spar as per usual , however this time our training deferred slightly we are both in our Origin form.
The reason for it...
"Origin is as much a curse as it is a blessing, a power no man nor whelp should wield but here you are cursed to be a monster just as vicious just as blood thirsty and just as ruthless as my old friend Chronos...
I felled nations, I destroyed civilisations, I slayed men all in the name of Eizenburgh and everytime I've done so. I felt elation and joy in suffering , bathing in the blood of my enemies was as good as a local pub's pint and all was made possible through this power.
You feel it boy, do you? You want to tear me to shreds, eat away at my life and steal my time. A youngin like you would destroy the world if I let you leave the nest without keeping that bastard's power in check."
"Graaah!."
I was not myself , my body instinctively summoning more power transforming me into an apparition.
My black gauntlets grows claws , my scales growing spikes and my eyes glowed a fearsome gold.
-Chromata skill-
Origin Chain
I had lost my sanity and began frenzied rampage
"Hah , you're centuries too early to try to bind me boy."
-Chromata skill-
Origin Sword
Master Theodore's lirium grey sword transforms into a black sword with golden outlines and a black hilt glowing in the same golden aura as his.
We fight away to our hearts content until one of us falls from exhaustion... that being myself.
Falling to my knees I look up to find Master smiling , like a proud father (God's forbid).
"15 minutes, not bad for a whelp. Take your whee little self a 5 minutes break , we're continuing this until dawn. You're using Origin and we won't stop until you control yourself and should it consume you I'd knock your behind black and blue or better yet kill you hahahaha."
"*sigh* you're ... insane."
-present day-
"I'm warning you Leon , I'm in no state of control and if you wish to fight me, consider your life forfeit."
A stoic voice emanates from Leon's grimoire , it floats reverberating an ominous dark aura as it takes the shape of a child.
A boy with black horns, ashen hair and glowing red pupils , pale almost sickly in complexion and a lower half reminiscent of a goat his fur coloured black, strangely enough he's not wearing clothes.
The boy glares as I enter his sight, there's hatred in those eyes
"Grimoire, I told you I want to test the power of Theodore's disciple."
"Master, I'm simply worried for your safety."
"You're not worried about me Grimoire, on the off chance I die as your wielder you'll go back in that tome and wait centuries for a demon lord successor. "
"...."
Leon D'Alfonso adopted by Minister Giuseppe D'Alfonso is a demon ، a race on the verge of extinction. They were once a formidable civilization conquering much of Northern Edinburgh before a "hero" rose to offset their dominance.
"You know what I am now, I'm a demon an entity lost to time thanks to your Maste and now that you're here I'll see for myself what a destroyer of nations can do!."
-Abyss Magic-
Tendrils of doom.
Tendrils shoot up towards me with dizzying speed I use chromata skill to slow the time within my peripheral view. The tendrils stop midtrack as I attempt to move back another set appear from underground breaking my concentration , I lock into my chromata skill swiftly avoiding the tendrils while putting up a distance.
"Not bad Eric, but I know you're holding back strike me like your life depends on it."
"Don't say I never warned you Leon."
The tendrils multiply and keep striking me from all directions , using acceleration i avoid most of them and slicing the ones when my skill's on cool down.
"Don't think you could run from me Chromata , I know all of your secrete and in my domain your powers mean nothing I know exactly where you'll spawn."
"If that's how it is, I'll be everywhere at once." I say smirking
-Origin skill-
Warp
I warp towards grimoire preparing to slice him in two.
Grimoire's shield activated putting me at a stand still all the while repelling me.
The dance continues as we strike , parry and block each other's attacks. Everytime I spawn is known to Leon , every interval between my strikes and my chromata skill activation is easily predicted.
We are now at a stalemate, I can't get the upper hand this way and the more I use Origin the more I lose a part of my sanity.
"Yaaa!." This time yet again I got close within striking distance i prepare to hit and yet again grimoire stands in my way.
"Look at you getting more beastly by the second just like that teacher of yours!."
The tendrils continue their assault as Leon bids them to.
I slice throughout them and advance towards Leon yet again.
The one speaking now is my battle instincts my bloodlust exploding throughout the roof I'm no longer Eric in this moment we are Origin.
I leap yet again holding nothing back.
My wings flap as I'm in flight.
"I'll corner you like the rat you are." My instincts that is Origin speaks now.
"Grimoire fighting that way will keep us at a stand still I want an utter victory."
-Origin skill-
Infinity ward
Swords , spears , hammers , guns and all kinds of weapons appear to be held by spectral forms of Eric.
"This is the army of devastation that brought the end to my race. How marvellous, hahahahaha."
"No , unleash it now."
Destroy him.
The weapons hail on Leon in complete unison bringing devastation in its wake , explosive after another explosive hit. Eric levitates motionless as the chaos unfolds.
It took a few moments for the hail of weaponry to stop and what emerged was a full clad Leon armor seaping in dark aura likely from the grimoire . His purple hair flows even longer his eyes gleam in purple hue.
He looks up to Leon as he vomits blood and cackling all the same.
"You truly are that wretched Theodore pupil, is this how he looked like when he annihilated my kind. I have to say slaying a monster like you will most certainly be worth it."
"Monster ?, is that what you call me when you're no different yourself." I retort
"Let's end it now, you and me I'll show you the difference between a Monarch and a beast."
Dark energy gathers around Leon forming a giant jousting lance
Grimoire transforms into a bicorn
Riding on grimoire he flies over to Eric.
Abyss Magic
-anti matter-
The jousting lance resonates a purple glow as he runs off to face Eric
"I'll go all out as well... it's been a long time since I did."
-Origin-
Time cleaver.
He unleashes the chroma powers hidden in his Origin Sword Master Theodore's gift.
The time cleaver and anti matter clash distorting reality and destroying much of the field the world crumbles as Leon's Abyss field breaks apart revealing a half ruined boss room.
"This is it for you!."
"Don't make me laugh monster."
Leon thrusts as Eric parries , the impact produces ripple effect on reality itself as both relentlessly go after each other.
Leon is the first to show weakness , as his injury from Eric's previous assault takes a toll on his body he coughs blood yet again and falters , Eric seeks the opportunity as he lifts his sword to cleave Leon's lance clean.
"What, no..."
Leon looked surprised as his lance breaks apart followed by a punch that drove him off his bicorn and into the ground.
The armor dissipates as Leon body slams into the floor.
He looks up horrified at what befall him, he who was the top echelon in this academy felled by a first year nonetheless Theodore's pupil of all people. Vexation paints his expression as grimoire runs to his side.
"Eric , I'll get stronger and when I do... I'll wipe you chromata off the face of the earth."
"Come at me anytime , I'll relish your defeat a second , a third and maybe a fourth time."
Origin's last words as I regain my original form.
The world returns to normal..
I'm yet again in the boss room , the treasure lay before me along with a confused Alice.
"Mr. Eric, what happened out there and why do you look so exhausted??!!."
"The monster went berserk, don't you worry let's get the treasure and leave."
We grab the treasure and leave the dungeons Alice kept asking me about what had transpired to which I lie to avoid backlash.
Leon is the enemy
Magical Princess final boss the demon lord himself and a love interest. Yet again I piqued the interest of a main character, the story will take a different turn now that we're done with the prologue.
-meanwhile-
"Master Leon! , what happened you're all battered up."
"I fought him thats all."
"You mean that Eric boy , and you lost. Just how much luck did that boy have on him."
"It wasn't luck Micah, he certainly wasn't like any I'd seen before."
"Why the smile though Master, it creeps me out to say the least."
"I now have a goal, and I will strive to achieve it."
"I see Master , Minister Giuseppe would be so proud if he heard this now."
"I doubt it."
"Well putting this aside , the results of the first years are quite interesting. Looks like Eric got to the treasure.first despite your meddling followed by a tie between the latter two teams I'd say they all cleared the dungeons within a record time. These first years came in prepared huh."
"As I expected they are all talented, however the one I'm after remains a priority. Monitor Eric for me Micah."
"Aye sir, I'll see to it that he stays under surveillance at all times."
"Good.i'll head back , you're to inform them of their results."
Leon leaves with a whirlpool of emotions anger , elation , and humiliation all intertwining within him. Determined to face Eric at a grander stage he sets off to lick his wounds for now..
To be continued