*Null and the demon fight a catastrophic battle. Null manages to scratch him several times, but the demon, despite the pain caused by the divine light, manages to endure and counterattacks fiercely with his hammer. With an immense display of speed, he manages to reach Null, hitting him right in the ribs and breaking all his bones at once.*
Null: Grr —he can't stay on his feet— Damn it —he spits blood and tries to move without success— I can't... move.
*The demon grabs Null by the neck and prepares his mace, but Azrael quickly arrives and kicks him hard enough to make the demon let go of Null.
Azrael: Wow, Null, they left you like the food I almost finished a while ago —he laughs as he prepares himself— I guess for now it'll just be the two of us against this thing.
*Azrael begins to release an immense amount of energy and a dark summoning circle appears in front of him.*
Azrael: Dark Sword, come to me!
*A powerful sword of shadows begins to emerge from the summoning circle and Azrael takes it.*
Azrael: All right, demon, let's see what you're made of!
*Azrael and Null launch themselves into the attack with all their strength, and the demon responds immediately with great speed and power. Azrael and Null must coordinate to block and counterattack. The demon attacks Null vertically with his mace, but Azrael blocks it with his sword, and Null, with his sword of divine light, slashes at the demon's arm, managing to cut it off.*
Null: Finally, this is working!
Azrael: We have the advantage!
*Azrael attacks with his sword and manages to cut off the demon's other arm*
Null: You can use that energy too?
Azrael: (laughing) Yes, I just wanted to make this even more interesting.
Null: (veins popping in his forehead) You're a... Never mind, at least we can face him now.
* The demon becomes enraged and manages to regenerate his arms. He attacks Azrael with his mace at immense speed, and Azrael barely manages to block his attack, but the impact sends him millions of meters into the air. The demon then attacks with a powerful kick to Null's solar plexus, leaving him completely winded, and with his mace, he delivers a tremendous blow to his head that buries him thousands meters into the ground*
Azrael: Shit, this demon is still so strong even though he's tired. —He looks at Nevaeh in the distance— Nevaeh, it's your turn. I'm counting on you! Use that weapon the King gave you during your training!
*Nevaeh finishes concentrating her energy and then shouts*
Nevaeh: Primordial Divine Weapon. Rita Axe, emerge from your chambers and obey my will!
*Meanwhile, in the Sky of the Creator's Forest, Alcanor was creating infinite crystals, each crystal carrying its own narrative and history with its infinite possibilities and existences with its own alternative stories and alternative beings*
*As Alcanor continued creating, he heard from countless distances an object that seemed to be flying through each domain*
Alcanor: What is that? —He sighed and got up from his seat and began to move— Right... over here.
*Alcanor moved his hand so fast that the entire realm was instantly distorted and reformed, and suddenly, in Alcanor's outstretched hand lay an axe.*
"The axe had an imposing appearance:
*Its double blade took the shape of outstretched wings, curved with a perfection that defied any mortal craftsmanship. Each edge was polished so finely that it reflected its surroundings with a blinding clarity—though it was no ordinary reflection: across its surface danced glimmers of dawn, as if a thousand miniature suns were awakening within the metal.*
*The handle was made of a material that seemed neither solid nor ethereal—a fusion of light and stone, woven together in a texture reminiscent of molten crystal. Along its grip ran ancient runes, etched in white fire, which turned softly whenever someone drew near, as though the weapon recognized the presence of a worthy soul—or weighed it.*
*At its end, where the pommel met the base, burned a perpetual flame, silent and pure. It consumed nothing, yet cast shadows that moved as if they feared its radiance."*
Alcanor: This axe must be Nevaeh's, as I heard her calling for an axe (sigh). Well, I'll have to take it to her.
*Alcanor opens a wormhole that leads directly to hell, where the battle is taking place, then throws the axe towards the portal and closes it.*
Alcanor: Zareth, how many anti-omniscience weapons will you create? (Sigh).
*Meanwhile, in hell, Azrael spreads his wings and prepares to attack the demon*
Azrael: I'll give you what you deserve, you bastard!
*Azrael attacks with his sword, but the demon becomes enraged and strikes Azrael's sword with his mace, deflecting the blow. He grabs Azrael by the neck and begins to throw him repeatedly across the battlefield, each blow leaving huge craters in the ground and blood beginning to pour from Azrael's mouth. Then the demon throws him far away, impaling him headfirst on a mountain, and suddenly a portal appears just above the demon, and from therethe axe falls right next to the demon.*
*The demon looks at the axe and grabs it, but cannot move it even slightly. The demon uses all his strength, but to no avail. Then Nevaeh looks at the axe and reaches out her hand toward it.*
Nevaeh: Please, obey my will! —She takes a deep breath, and then her gaze becomes determined— Primordial Axe Rita!
*With those words, the axe rises from the ground on its own and flies towards Nevaeh at an incredible speed, landing right in her right hand. She manages to wield the axe, becoming its owner.*
Nevaeh: Divine Axe Rita, it is an axe forged and revered by the sun itself, a mere demon who stirs is not worthy of touching it," she said angrily, and then a hot yellow aura enveloped her entire body. "You have protected me for so long, I am tired of being a burden!" —She looked at the demon with anger and determination.— "But today, I will be the one to protect you!"
*The demon became enraged and lunged at Nevaeh with great speed.*
Azrael: "Watch out!"
*The demon's fist was so powerful that a cloud of hellish dust floods the battlefield. When the dust begins to dissipate, Nevaeh can be seen with her axe raised proudly and the demon without a leg and without arms on the ground.*
Azrael: That's my girl!
*Null manages to crawl out from under the ground and looks at Nevaeh with her axe and then at the demon lying on the ground, surprise evident in his expression*
Null: What did I miss? —He gets up with difficulty and approaches Azrael, who is still half stuck in the mountain— You look like a nail in the roof of a house (laughs).
Azrael: And you, an undead (laughs). But anyway, I'll just say that Nevaeh has the advantage.
*Null and Azrael look at the battlefield. Nevaeh is on high alert, and the demon struggles to regenerate his body and gets up, but you can see how exhausted he is from the long battle he fought. Then the combat begins. The demon attacks with a powerful blow with his mace, but Nevaeh manages to cut off his hand and throws a ray of holy sunlight, wounding the demon, followed by a blow with her axe directly to his head. The demon, with fear and anger in his eyes, carelessly evades the axe, barely grazing his left shoulder.
Nevaeh: "It seems you are not totally invincible." —She tightens her grip on the— axe. "Then I can win."
*The demon lets out a cry of rage and launches himself into the attack with everything he has, and Nevaeh responds with renewed determination and willpower.*
*Nevaeh slashes at the demon's side with a beam of light, but it dodges and tries to strike her hard on the temple. Nevaeh blocks it with the sharp edge of her axe, causing the demon to lose its hand. The demon begins to feel a deep burning sensation in the places Nevaeh cut earlier.*
Nevaeh: It's starting to take effect.
*Nevaeh takes advantage and launches herself into the attack. The demon can barely move and attacks, but its movement is so slow that Nevaeh dodges it without any trouble and begins to scratch all over the demon's body, causing its entire body to burn.*
Nevaeh: Now for the final blow.
*Nevaeh raises the axe, closes her eyes, and begins to concentrate her energy. The axe begins to give off a powerful aura and absorbs all the heat and radiation from the hellish environment. The demon begins to sweat, and his scratches do not regenerate, nor does his hand. He is so exhausted that his regeneration has been nullified.*
*The axe begins to glow with a blinding light, then a flaming aura surrounds Nevaeh's body and axe, and a huge sun begins to grow and expand above the axe.*
*Meanwhile, Azrael and Null are on the mountain watching.*
Null: The demon is finished.
Azrael: We agree.
*The demon, with his last ounce of strength, retreats and tries to escape, but it is too late.
Nevaeh: Shin'en
*Nevaeh throws the sun at the demon. The sun moves so fast that the demon cannot escape and is hit full force. The demon disintegrates so completely that even its existence begins to disintegrate. After a few seconds, the sun dissipates and the demon ceases to exist. Nevaeh falls to the ground, exhausted.*