BOOM!
The very fabric of reality shattered as Krishiro's fist collided with the entity's clawed hand. The impact sent shockwaves across the abyss, causing rifts of distorted space to rip open.
🔥 "Not bad," Krishiro smirked, his two-toned eyes flashing with uncontrollable power.
🔥 "अहं एव कर्मास्मि।," the entity muttered in Sanskrit, its voice vibrating through the void. ("I am karma itself.")
The being's black wings expanded, each feather seemingly woven from the darkness of dying stars. It launched forward, faster than light, its claws slashing through the very concept of space.
💥 Krishiro dodged. Barely.
🔥 "Too slow!" Krishiro countered, spinning in mid-air, his fist glowing with hellfire and gravity. A punch so strong it distorted reality itself.
BOOOOM!
The entity blocked with a single wing, but the impact ripped apart its surroundings, forming a cosmic void behind it. Planets could have been destroyed in the wake of that single punch.
Fists clashed.
Knees shattered the air.
The abyss bent under their battle.
🔥 "न मे भयं कस्यचित्," the entity growled. ("I fear no one.")
It swung its talon-like fingers, slicing the very concept of force—Krishiro's entire right arm split apart, but his regenerative energy barely held it together.
🔥 "Tch!" Krishiro gritted his teeth. He had never fought anything like this.
The entity suddenly vanished—only to reappear behind him, its voice like thunder:
🔥 "सर्वं समाप्यते," it whispered. ("All things must end.")
A black spear formed in its hands, a weapon crafted from the abyss itself.
🔥 "This might be bad—"
STAB!
The spear pierced through Krishiro's chest. His body trembled as dark flames erupted from the wound, his merged power flickering like a dying star.
🔥 "Tch… not yet!" Krishiro roared, grabbing the spear with both hands, snapping it in half.
With his final ounce of strength, he drove his pushes into the entity , sending it flying into the collapsing abyss.
🔥 "You may be karma, but I'm a survivor."
The entity laughed. A deep, echoing laugh that shook all of existence.
🔥 "अहं तव प्रतीक्षामि।" it declared. ("I will await you.")
With that, it vanished into the void, leaving only black feathers and the remnants of its unfathomable power.
Separation – The Aftermath
Krishiro's body flashed violently, his form destabilizing.
🔥 "Damn it—"
🔥 "We're splitting apart!"
With a final burst of energy, Krishiro's body split—Ravihiro and Krishima collapsing on opposite ends of the abyss. Their fusion had ended.
Both warriors lay unconscious, their bodies battered, their energy completely depleted.
🔥 A portal opened beneath them.
Like discarded remnants of a battle too grand for mortals, they were spat out from the abyss, their unconscious forms landing back in the realm of the living.
The battle was over. But the war was far from it.
🔥 TO BE CONTINUED… 🔥
Spoiler alert
Ravihiro's eyes slowly opened. His entire body ached. The fight against that unknown entity in the abyss had drained every ounce of strength from him. As his vision adjusted, he realized he was back at the Sky Demon Sect, lying on an ornate bed draped with silk.
🔥 SLAP!
A sharp sting exploded on his cheek.
Before he could react, another slap came