[Dany1908]

Part 7

Himera put is trembling hand on the red hair demon which was standing in front of him and whispered a spell after. The he said to him” after I die tell the story “, and send to bring his sword which was since then in the angel hand. Few minutes Himera screamed, “rise and feed my army, once again lets fight like we once did, on my command, forever till the end”. While he cut in small wounds his arms letting drops of blood on the ground, from the ground they where coming out, while his blood gave them once again a soul and flesh.

Years of battles and the angles were being pulled in back and the world changed in an eternal darkness. The light of the sun faded after the dark clouds of ash and smoke. During the second war the human world lost its will to “breath”. Few humans survived. Only to serve the King while he and his army of demons started to rule the world.

Himera’s army wasn’t strong enough like how once it was. Were loosing ground with each battle and his army members were dying crushed by the King beasts. Even the prince got badly wounded and lost his left eye when in a battle was hit by the blade of a sword while he was fighting alone with 10 demons.

“We’re loosing!” Said to the young demon..
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“My Lord, what you’re thinking.” Said with a curious voice the red haired demon.

“Finishing this awful war in just few minutes. I thought I can win like last time by fighting. But after years my powers are leaving me. I’ll use my blood to seal the worlds. Tonight will die. Get ready the rest of the army and let’s go to where my father is”.

His army members never hesitated loosing their life for the prince. They gather and toward the place where the King was the left making marks on the ground with their own blood. Most died ob the way because where to weak from the lost of their blood . There, after hundreds of years Himera and the King talked for hours and in an end his father took his blade and stabbed his son. The prince smiled and with a hand caught the sword and with the other the kings hand while from him through the blade thin thread of blood started coming toward the King.

His mask broke in pieces and his face was covered in blood, while his own body started to disintegrate like acid was thrown on him. With his last breath Himera said with a soft voice “seal” and the ground started to burn in black flames, from the blood marks thousands of small insects started to come out and attacked all who were there, eating them. Then he pieced his own blade in half and opened some kind of door. With it the demons where crushed by pulling all like a vacuum, killing everything and every human which was under the demons command. With the demons, Himera died as well, looking toward his army and the red hair demon which where barely trying not to be pulled at that time through the dark door, and smiled.

Himera did another spell. Saving the life of his young brother and the few members which left alive sending them to the angel side. He took their demons power and gave them a human aspect. But let their choose if they want to be reborn over and over to keep an eye forever above the world which was about to reborn again, side by side with the rest of the angel army...

Many years have passed and the world blossomed with the help of the angels who along with Himera saved a lot of humans and made them a new world in which to live, without the presence of the demons or the continues presence of the angels watching over them. The angels left the human world not before long after the war ended, taking with them Himera sword and a piece of his mask. They thought there a small part of his soul still lives and the rest of the angel body who died that the prince to reborn.

The world that the war was between the demons and angels has shattered under the uncontrolled power of the door due the prince death, letting nothing behind besides the crying of the dead souls and nothingness from a world filled with only fear and malice.

“Anyone want to hear a story?” A young boy with short red hair and green eyes asked with a joyful voice while having his hand, while the sun was fading between the windows of an old school, slowly covering his face in darkness….