Arthur just left Falcon Scott five minutes ago, walking through a blizzard. There was no point for him to stay at the safest place on the continent, so he left. Arthur bagged his most essential items, which were few. He did not talk to anyone, since in his mind there was no need.
Arthur climbed over a hill and immediately let out a sigh.
Arthur dashed to the side, the previous happiness of freedom to choose for himself forgotten. Now annoyance and anger bloomed. These pests dared call themselves "heroes" in public, yet couldn't see Arthur's capabilities in such a place. They didn't see how many people he could save. They only saw a threat. And so Arthur would treat them as such in return. Arthur godstepped to the side, the master leaning back, but it was too late. Arthur's knee snapped, the master flying off with a pained scream. Then Arthur sidestepped, a giant blade slamming into the ground. Aether blazed in Arthur's eyes, forming a blade from thin air. Arthur further augmented the blade, striking the atherial blade against the giant blade. The attacker's blade shattered, the ascended memory reduced to golden sparks. Then Arthur swung his fist, already augmented, straight into the enemy's face.
A sickening crunch was heard before the man was blasted off as well. Arthur looked around, seeing nothing, his senses didn't ring any alarm bells either. And just like that, Arthur started walking again. Two Masters decked out in ascended memories knocked out.
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Arthur godstepped through a monster, his form blurring, cloak fluttering, purple motes gathering. In an instant dozens of spears formed in the air, each shooting through the vile creatures. A Wind wall flew towards Arthur, only for his body to blur, the attack going through him. Then he was gone, the Demon who attacked him already missing its head. And so he fought, hacked, slashed, stabbed, and laughed.
Arthur has gotten himself in a "nest" of creatures. Multiple gates opening and closing around him.
And he has already been fighting for an hour, his mind holding just because of his true name and Regis holding it together.
Then Arthur got hit, and he lost it. His already madness-filled mind couldn't believe he got hit by a mere awakened Demon. Then Arthur grinned, a horrible twisted smile, one that didn't belong on a human's face. And then there was nothing, only destruction.
Arthur looked around, the madness lessening bit by bit; there was absolutely nothing. Creatures? Erased. Snow? Melted and evaporated. The very air itself seemed to recoil from the area. Arthur frowned at the devastation in the lands, starting to walk away. Only for his senses to scream, he quickly spun around, a gate forming right in front of him.
Soon enough monsters started pouring out, but Arthur's senses didn't stop buzzing in his head.
Then he killed one of the creatures, his eyes widening at the notification from the spell.
[You have slain a Fallen Demo-
Arthur didn't get time to finish reading it before he had to dodge a giant ape-like creature crashing into the ground.
Arthur stood up, his mind racing, a small mad smile on his lips. Then he teleported away, appearing on a hill overlooking the gate.
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