Atop the Astral World where darkness and corruption were in the middle of a clash, the whole place was filled with the embodiment of Horror and Shadow, Flesh protuded and mutated at so many varying levels and appearance, Darkness swallow and erase everything it touched.
In the middle of it all, A large tall woman bearing a long sytche with her two wolf like arms coming off from behind her back, while another held a golden accessories in the shape of two birds meeting each other, and her two normal long arms was holding an illusory crimson moon, her long dark dress embedded with countless stars akin to those that hangs up in the night sky, she held her sytche up in the air, and proceeded to clash and meet head on countless shadows and darkness that tried to attack her.
The speed at which she swings her sytche, the force that comes off from it alone could swipe away a whole continent.
She swings her sytche at an unimagible speed to the point the weapon keeps dissappearing, as if it was just her wolf arm was there, nothing else.
She swung it towards her whole surrounding where her darkness and the darkness that comes off from her opponent clashes continuously in a bid to consume one another.
A hanged man, in an upside down manner, the True Creator from a distance watches Evernight fight from the middle of the astral world.
Evernight darkness stands and fought to conceal, while True Creator's darkness devours to mutate and corrupt anything it touches, forming a blob of disguting flesh.
Despite the continous grazing and clashing of Evernight's weapon and True Creator's shadow, no sound was produced.
However.
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Within a kingdom of bright lights and feiry flames somewhere in the Astral World, where tall towers and pillars stood.
Eternal Blazing Sun who was situated at his divine kingdom, sitting at his throne, as he watches the battle between the two deities, he wasn't able to keep up with the clash of the two of them as the darkness keep concealing everyone's eyes.
Even Badhiel wasn't able to do much.
Tremors then started to be produce and quake parts of the astral world as the never ending swinging of a sytche and ever producing shadows from all surroundings build up an extraneous amount of spirituality and energy towards one point.
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Evernight and True Creator were stuck in their respective positions.
In this battle between deities, its fair and common knowledge every pathway is equal, it would depend on the user on how they use it.
Not intending to lose or stay in her position.
Stab
Evernight momentarily let her guard down from her right side, and a piercing cold unforgiving shadow managed to strucked and stabbed her shoulder while she still keeps her defenses from all other sides.
Blood flowed from her side, dripping from her fingertips.
As the blood fell down, it escape the astral world, descending down to the real world.
But before the blood could even plummet down to the ground, the darkness surrounding it grew weary and powerful.
Its point of direction and gravity shifted, and went back up high in the sky to enter the Astral World to meet the hanged man.
As the True Creator was left having his attention focused towards Evernight, he didn't realize by the time he stabbed her, he was also immediately stabbed from behind, as another figure in a beautiful dress with countless stars embedded in them sneaked up from behind and was stabbing with a large bone sword much larger and scarier than what her blessed weilds, as if the skulls from it were cursing him as part of the sleepless pathway authority over horror.
True Creator shrieked in a silent yet defeaning manner as a way to repel and push back Evernight with countless mouths appearing all over his body.
The Evernight who was weilding the bone sword then dissappeared as if she was erased from existence, while the True Goddess was finally free from her predicament, and didn't waste time to dashed towards her opponent with her long sytche.
Curtains suddenly cascaded down as soon as Evernight closed the distance between them and tried to attacked True Creator with her sytche, her attacks was blocked away.
"Tsk!"
The gushing flood of blood streaming down True Creator's from his stabbed wound down to his face then started to swallow him whole.
His body started contorting and became distorted, his body was squashed down to a pile of large amounts of flesh, his already disgusting existence became much more horrifying to look at, as flesh molded itself, forming a new existence.
Evernight tried to attack once again, this time with her sword of darkness and uniqueness sytche to stop whatever True Creator is doing.
Shadows, Curtains, fend off the Darkness, and vast amount of horror represented in large wolf arms coming out of the void.
Evernight was gaining advantage and pushing his defenses.
But alas, she was a little too late, as she send off a wolf like arms to grab and hold off True Creator from opening a small gap in his defenses.
But the wolf like arms suddenly exploded into countless pieces of contorted flesh.
A figure slowly stood up from the pile of flesh from where True Creator was, blood also streamed down continuously, bathing the figure as if baptizing him, the cross behind him started to distort and form a set of clothes for the figure to wear.
"Sasrir?" Amanises recognize the face of the figure the True Creator who tried to transform himself.
"Ancient Sun God." The former King of King of angels looked down upon Amanises with cold piercing eyes.
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Adam who was in the middle of the Corpse Cathedral, Liveseyd, then started speaking while situated at the podium with a large overbearing cross behind him, yet there was no one in front of him, only Bethel who was consecutively running around and creating countless doors to attack Adam.
"Ancient Sun God."