Chapter 3: Chasing Moon
Damon laughed bowing his head to his grandfather, as he excusing himself. "May Madness lead !", Damon said with a crazed smile as he left the hall.
"Ancestor, would you sit and take such nuisance behavior?" the commanders asked.
Alfie and Aaron stayed silent. They watched their father. Old Man Thomas watched the doors close behind Damon, pide returning to his bones. "My child, you have birthed a monster" he said ignoring the complaints of the commanders.
Meanwhile Damon walked toward the training ground. His steps were light and precise. His mind was sharp one would have mistaken him for an assassin.
"This body is in a horrible state. It can forcefully pull divinity from the firmament, but it fails to gather this world's energy" he said to himself, spreading divinity over his flesh, "my veins are ruptured. And my primordial bones are broken,That means this body cannot cultivate." Damon said calmly he wasn't worried.
He moved to the side of the training hall lifting a mace that weighed about 300 tons.
"Even without a core mans flesh was still a vessel one built to contain power" Damon said to himself.
Almost immediately he entered a stance, swinging the mace. His body burned with pain, but he stayed steady. He looked unhinged. He swung again. His body tilted moving side to side, but he did not fall instead he struck the mace forward with more force.
His will stayed firm, "thanks to divinity my body exceeded the strength of a body refining expert." Damons eyes glittered in excitement
"Ha. It has been long since I felt this. The strain in my joints,The dislocations that comes with every strike, the bones that break every time the mace comes in contact with my flesh." Damon smiled like a madman. He enjoyed every single part of the torment that came with the brutal training.
Like a crazed fool, Damon flipped to the side, landing on the edge of his feet like a tornado he spun.
"Let go,every thought" Damon said, hurling the 300 ton mace. His mind stayed calm, His heartbeat slowed, Like a burst power surged through him.
Before the mace struck the wall, he rushed forward catching it. Like a relentless mad man he flung it once more repeating this technique countless times, his movments where bizarre never seen before in avalonia a technique he named "Chasing Moon."
From the shadows, one figure watched him. His eyes widened in disbelief.
"That mace. He flung it toward me. The figure felt shock rise in his chest. And what is that technique, he thought as he followed Damon's movements. He sensed perfect control in every step, but What frightened him the most was the weak body that moved with precision.
"In my life, I have never seen such a genius" he said." A body with no path for growth, yet it moves like something primodial."
Damon hurled the mace into the sky
"Chasing Devil", Damon activated another technique,
He leaped upward. The shadow figure froze. Fear spread across his face, Damon dropped backward in the air, grabbed the hilt of the mace, then spun his body with the weapon violently as he came crashing down.
"To grasp power, one must release every thought and reach unity with his mind."
He struck the ground, as a thunderous sound burst through the training ground . The training ground shook. No crack formed. No dent appeared but dust enveloped every corner, almost immediately trainees and guards rushed in.
"What was that sound !" they shouted trying to locate the cause of the noise.
Soon the dust settled as silence followed all with eyes widened.
"Isn't hat the young lord !" one said.
"I see He is the cause of such force" another replied.
Suddenly a man descended from the sky. Pride filled his posture. He was one of the commanders Platoon Leader 4, Gilgamesh. He landed with ease and stood as if nothing had happened.
Damon smiled resting the mace on his shoulder. His hair spread loose, it sharpened the madness in his eyes.
"Ah, Gilgamesh. I knew you would come" Damon said with a gentle smile.chills twisted in Gilgamesh's stomach.
Gilgamesh smiled as he landed before Damon."Child, I am not one to be provoked. I came with a purpose" , he said with a deranged smile. His hand reached toward Damon.
"Isn't that the fourth platoon leader? one trainee whispered, Crazed Voidant."
Fear spread among them. Yet their eyes returned to the young lord. "But look at the young lord. Since the moment I laid eyes on him, my soul has found no rest, a young man said. He clutched his chest as it tightened, Void energy leaked from his eyes.
"The void cries for the world" Several turned toward the crying boy "a seer has been born." Void energy streamed from his eyes. Too much was unfolded at once. But no one lingered on him. Their focus returned to Damon.
His eyes burned with madness. His head tilted to the side, without warning, he swung the mace at Gilgamesh's head.Gilgamesh's eyes widened in surprise. He slightly moved his head back in time.
Damon pressed forward,The mace came in contact with the ground. Like a relentless devil he used the mace to propel himself forward whipping the heel of his leg upon Gilgamesh's head.
Silence fell.
"Did he just, strike a platoon leader"someone whispered.
Rage exploded from Gilgamesh. "Foolish child. Today I will teach you a lesson !" . He released his mid stage kai walker energy, holding not a single strand of energy back like as if he was before his enemy.
"Gilgamesh, this is all I seek. Endless battle. Will you give me this" Damon said.
His words fell heavy, as several eyes stared at him with widdened eyes.
"All you will gain today is a proper beating !", Gilgamesh said in anger.
Damon stayed calm then he smiled, spreading his hand as if savoring the moment. "I understand your anger but you must also understand my excitement."
His killing intent burst outward, pressing down on everyone present.
"I once watch a rat kill a snake" Damon said his deadly gaze locked on Gilgamesh. The onlookers shuddered at his words."The young lord feels stranger than usual." A little maid said as she shivered looking down in fear
"The rat hunger to kill surpasses the one born for the hunt." Damon spoke in Latin. His voice staying calm.
"My urge to take your life surpasses your urge to teach me a lesson,you all expect normalcy from the mad. Foolish child let's begin"
Damon spoke boldly all form of playfulness leaving his face.
Like a released arrow, Damon rushed forward without fear. Realising killing intent so dense, everyone felt the stare of death upon them cold dread swept the ground.
Gilgamesh answered in response holding nothing back, His sword moved like a flash. slashing toward Damon's ribs.
Damon met the strike head on. He drove the mace straight toward Gilgamesh's head.
"Break for me !" damon said is rage the strike fell with crushing force.
"Gilgermash you dare" Instantly a shadow flashed like lightning, cut between Both of them stopping there attacks like it was childs play.
"Young Lord, I thought the Ancestor said your could only challenge in the a year" this man speaking is the first platoon leader "Anki" the commander of Defense, the void territory greatest shield. And one of the two figures who stayed silent in the hall, he smiled faintly.
His appearance was gentle His beard was thick. His hair and beard were rough giving him a homless type of look but the knowledge in his eyes held deep weight, as if they had watched countless years pass.
Like as if he was a troll. "Such overwhelming vitality." Damon muttered in surprise as his gaze settled on the First Platoon Leader, tota ignoring Gilgermash.
The first commander caught Damon's stare and spoke at once. "Young Lord, I advise you to join Gilgamesh. He will fulfill your heart's desires." The First Platoon Leader urged Damon to join the Fourth Platoon Leader.
Gilgamesh scoffed.
Damon smiled on hearing his word "this one he is truly strong" he said to himself "truly worthy of the title ,Anki of defense and one of the main reasons the void territory still stands"