The night was silent… too silent.Only the wind moved, and the sky was red — as if God Himself had cried blood.
Somewhere between life and death,stood a boy — fire in his eyes, darkness in his heart.Drak.Alive for a hundred billion years, yet every breath felt like death.
"Again…" he whispered, staring at his hands drenched in black fire."The same dream… the same red sky."
Around him — nothing.Only ruins, broken swords, and the restless wind.But inside him, a voice echoed:
"Drak… how long will you keep running from your sins?"
Drak closed his eyes and smiled faintly."Until death finds me first…"
Suddenly — ⚡a crash tore through the air.The wind split, time stopped.And a figure appeared — wrapped in a red aura,eyes glowing crimson,a sword dripping with rage.
Nxoz.
"Finally… we meet, Drak," Nxoz said coldly."I burned everything I had… just to stand before you."
Drak raised his blade — Soul Reaper."Many like you have come before… all of them fell."
Nxoz laughed — half madness, half pain."I'm not like them. I'm the one you created."
⚔️ CLANG!Their swords collided — fire and blood clashing in midair.For a moment, the world went silent.And the Blood Sky… began to burn even brighter.
Drak's inner voice whispered:"Is this my end… or a new beginning?"
Nxoz roared:"Tonight, my chapter one will be written in your blood!"
And when they clashed again —the earth cracked,the sky wept,and a new legend was born.
— End of Chapter 1: The Blood Sky Awakens 🌑🔥