A teenage boy was walking home ,with a bit of joy in his heart.Normally on a day like this he would be walking home alone on a wide road ,he would've felt lonely .
His school was not too far from the road and he walked like he was cloud nine. He saw the other students walking home with their friends and lovers but he was alone . . . again.
But today he didn't mind his loneliness as he walked with a smile on his face .He was happy because he just told the girl that he liked that he loved her,she didn't give him a definite answer but just told him that she would think about it .He didn't mind at all ,he would wait for her decision.
This was his first time talking to a girl and asking her out. His only friend had pushed him and he went for it.
The teenager was smart ,good looking perhaps too good looking for his age with clear sharp brown eyes. There were other girls who liked him in secret but he didn't care about him because he had eyes for only one girl ,who he just told he liked .He could have been walking with his best Friend home but he didn't probably because his excitement got the better of him.
As he was humming a tune, the once sunny sky began to darken with thunderclouds and the earth trembled whenever lightning crossed the sky. "Huh, how can the weather change so quickly." The boy said but still hurrid up because he didn't want the rain to meet him on the road .
Cold rain began to pur down from the sky, suddenly the earth trembled loudly like a calamity was about to befall the planet. A bright light shone forth and two massive figures appeared from the sky and landed on the ground with a loud bang ,they appeared to be battling even before they appeared some distance away from the teenager.
One of the figures had a purple knight armour on him while the other had crimson scales on his upper body as if like his own armour.
"What the f*ck". The boy said when they suddenly appeared. He wanted to run away but his body did not allow him to even move an inch. 'What the fuck is happening?'. He shouted inwardly when words did not come out from his mouth.
It was the battle that was happening in the spirit realm for a layer of hellfireanyon in the spirit realm. In the spirit realm, there are eleven layers of Hellfires canyon.The king of hell ,ruler of the of the first layer had just died after thousand three hundred years of reign.
A layer of Hellfires canyon was where the souls from the mortal realm and spirit realm came to be reincarnated. The more souls reincarnated ,the stronger the layers of Hellfires canyon and the spirit realm retains its spirituality. The two gigantic figures battling were the purple god and the crimson nightmare
They were both battling it out for the rulership of the third layer of Hellfires canyon. The teenager who was watching them stood frozen in fear as the sudden suppression of these massive giants that appeared in his front, cracks were appearing on his skin and his eyes were bleeding ,he did not know what was happening.He did not know what was happening , he could not move his body .He could only stare in shock and pain.
As the two massive figures continued to battle, the teenager's eyes widened in terror, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal scene unfolding before him. The purple-clad figure, with its knight armor gleaming in the fading light, clashed with the crimson-scaled behemoth, their movements creating shockwaves that sent tremors through the ground. The air was filled with an otherworldly energy, and the teenager felt his very soul being affected by the sheer power emanating from these two entities.
The purple god, with its armor radiating an aura of nobility and strength, swung its massive sword in wide arcs, cleaving the air and sending waves of energy crashing against the crimson nightmare. The latter retaliated with bolts of dark energy that crackled with malevolent power, striking the purple god with precision and force. The battle raged on, with neither side giving an inch, their movements lightning-fast and destructive.
The teenager, still frozen in place, felt his body begin to suffer from the collateral damage. His skin cracked and bled, his eyes burned with an unnatural energy, and his mind reeled from the sheer intensity of the battle. He wanted to scream, to run, to do anything, but his body refused to respond, as if rooted to the spot by an unseen force.
The storm raging above seemed to grow more intense, with lightning bolts striking the ground mere feet away from the teenager, sending shivers down his spine. The air was electric with energy, and he felt himself being drawn into the battle, as if his very existence was tied to the outcome.
The purple god landed a massive blow on the crimson nightmare, sending it stumbling back, but the latter quickly recovered, its body glowing with an eerie red light. The nightmare retaliated with a wave of dark energy that crashed against the purple god, sending it flying across the landscape.
As the battle raged on, the teenager began to feel his consciousness slipping away, his mind overwhelmed by the sheer power of the two combatants. He saw his life flashing before his eyes, memories of his school, his friends, and his crush on the girl he had just confessed his feelings to. It was as if his entire existence was about to be extinguished, consumed by the maelstrom of energy unleashed by the two giants.
The purple god and the crimson nightmare seemed to be drawing closer, their battle raging with increasing ferocity. The teenager felt the ground trembling beneath his feet, as if the very fabric of reality was beginning to unravel. His vision began to blur, and his hearing grew muffled, but he could still feel the energy building up to a crescendo.
Suddenly, a bolt of energy shot out from the crimson nightmare, striking the teenager with incredible force. He felt his body begin to disintegrate, his molecular structure breaking down under the assault. His vision began to fade, and he knew he was about to meet his end.
In a flash of insight, he remembered the girl he had confessed his feelings to, and a pang of regret washed over him. He had never told her how he truly felt, and now it seemed he would never get the chance. The thought vanished as his world went dark, consumed by the chaos of the battle raging around him.
The two giants continued to clash, their struggle shaking the foundations of reality. The teenager's existence was reduced to a mere spectator's role, as he watched in horror, his consciousness slipping away into the void.
And yet, even as his body began to disintegrate, he felt a strange sense of calm wash over him. It was as if, in that final moment, he had found a measure of peace, knowing that his feelings, though unrequited, had been expressed. The thought vanished as his world went dark, and the battle raged on, unabated.
The storm raged on, with the purple god and the crimson nightmare locked in a struggle that seemed to have no end. The teenager's body lay shattered on the ground, his existence extinguished in an instant, a casualty of the battle for the third layer of Hellfires canyon. The two giants continued to fight, oblivious to the mortal's fate, their struggle destined to shape the course of the spirit realm for ages to come.
As the battle raged on, a faint whisper seemed to echo through the air, a soft voice that seemed to carry on the wind. "What...will...happen...to...me?" The teenager's final thought faded into nothingness, lost in the maelstrom of energy that had consumed his existence.
The world moved on, however, and the storm slowly began to dissipate, the thunder growing fainter, the lightning ceasing its relentless assault on the landscape. The two giants vanished as suddenly as they had appeared, leaving behind a teenager's shattered body, a casualty of a battle that was beyond his comprehension.
The girl he had confessed his feelings to remained blissfully unaware of the teenager's fate, her response to his confession still pending. The world moved on, with the teenager's existence reduced to a mere memory, lost in the annals of time. But in a realm beyond the mortal world, a new chapter was about to unfold, one that would change the course of history, and shape the destiny of countless souls to come.