The black knight would stand there as he would see the angel become an angel no longer. The darker side of this monster was let loose. The knight brought the blade up as it would ready itself for what was to occur. It then ran at the demon and swung the blade at the demon. A deep laugh was heard by out as the knight would attack, the moment It would take a hit, it would vanish, bursting into flame as it does, it would reappear by the top of the monastery looking down at the winged monster. bringing the massive blade down on where it stood, the blade would vanish, as the evil laugh would be heard.

With it, a massive eruption of flames occurred from where the former angel stood. This shot to the sky. the eruption were not the dark flames of previous but orange in color and in glow. The knight stood there, bringing both gauntlets up and motioning the demon to take his best shot, as though taunting him, even willingly invite him. to do it. All the while the purple cape flowed in the breeze.

The demon looked on as the giant blade was brought down towards him, he didn't even flinch as it disappeared. He watched as the knight engulf him in a pillar of fire. The flames felt warm and they almost seemed to tickle him. Finally he was free, but he was also bored. This is not the darkness that made him stronger. This is not the darkness whose blood, flesh, pain, and screams he desired. This was not the darkness that allowed him to conquer Celeste. He slowly glided out of the flames, arms folded, legs crossed straight in the air, tail curled around them, head low. As he left the pillar fully he stretched out his four wings and flew slowly in the direction of the knight. He stopped around twenty five meters away. He looked up to meet the eyes of the knight, still beckoning him to attack, the hellions eyes full of anger, and disappointment.'Bring him to me! Don't waste my time!'

He voice was rough, dark, and full of rage. The words were forced out, almost spat at the knight. With that he raised his left hand, and using his long nails he dug deep into the wound in his right shoulder. There was no pain or any emotion on his face as he pulled out the bullet that Celeste was hit by earlier. He crushed the bullet between his thumb and forefinger as easy as crushing a grape. He simply tosses it to the side and then afterwards snaps his finger's.

The snap echoed for a moment and then two, very large fire demons would appear from almost nowhere and would charge at the knight from either side, at a speed that was faster then Celeste in his angel form. The fire demons would then, in perfect synchronization, lunge at the knight with flaming lances at the knights chest aiming for his heart. (1)

The knight stood there, as the lanced demon would fly around. Seeing them going to strike with perfect timing with each other, the knight would bring out the arms as though waiting to be struck by the two weapons. It looked at Celeste and laugh deeply. In moment the fire weapons would sear through the armor of the dark knight, the black metal and rock peeling back. The knight would flick its head back, And then it happened. The feeling of a familiar angelic reiatsu from long ago. The reiatsu that nurtured and guarded Celeste with her life.

With the armor shattering completely the ivory hair of the being within the armor would blow everywhere as her attire would singe around the two demonic weapons that impaled into her body. As she would bring up one of her hands, she tried to stretch out to her son who was far away from her. Tears welled up and streamed down onto the face of the angel staining her face, like a sin stains a soul.

Though in intense agony as her dying breath grew near, she forced a smile into her face. Her Celeste, her little boy has grown up into a man that faces being that over shadows him, his darker side. She say the entire fight that took place. To purge the evil of the world so that he can return to heaven. He still has his dream, although the fate that he had took a cold slap of relality now. Looking at Celeste she would speak in the same tender loving tone thatwas always around him since younger.

"Celeste... I'm so proud of you.... you... are not"

Coughing up blood her reiatsu would take a nose dive as she started to lose consciousness, almost using the lances as support at this point. She struggled to keep conscious as she began seeing double. She looked up at her son as she drew the dying breath.

"alone"

With that the angel that brought the earth bound angel, forever in purgatory was no more. She was merely collateral damage that was cause by the angel losing himself to the demonic side. The time she gripped him , a memory surged through him, trying to tell who was the being in the armor but it was too little, too late for her. Being trapped by Ronove in the armor that he controlled, she could only watch as she would attack her son. when the weapons would be removed from the woman, she would fall lifelessly. The reiatsu that was so abundant long ago, now all but disappeared. She died with a gentle smile on her face.

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The demon look on as the body of his mother was skewered by his demons. He looked on as she reached out to try to hold him once more, as she began to fall, the demons disappeared. Inside the mind of the hellion Celeste could only look on at what he has done,'FURIA! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!?!' Celeste's voice scream with pain and sorrow from inside Furia's mind. This isn't what he wanted. He was yet again tricked. Furia watched emotionless, as she fell to the ground as her power faded from existence. Flying directly over where she fell he saw the dust and rocks move and bounce as she hit the ground hard. He became consumed by his own rage even more.

Throwing his head back in the air and tensing up his limbs, Furia let out a massive roar. A roar so loud that it began to shake the ground beneath him. He raised his right hand in the air, as the sky above him would be set alight in hellfire flames. The flames circled around his raised palm, and begin to travel down towards his hand. The twisting flames would then concentrate into a dark sphere. Taking in all the flames that covered the sky into this sphere, Furia let out another wrath filled roar he threw it down towards the body as hard as he could, all while he had Celeste screaming at him to stop.

The sphere traveled at a monstrous speed. The second it would hit the body of their dead mother it would explode, releasing all the flames that had been condensed into it. The sphere would then begin to expand, it flames consuming and burning everything it touches, until there was nothing left. Furia let out one last roar as a crack would appear along the left side of his chest. (3)

With the fireball hurling to the ground, the maiden would lay there motionlessly, her eyes to see her destruction. As the flame came ever closer the entire floor erupted with darkness as the demonic power of Ronove would be felt. Sinking into the ground the angel would disappear from sight as the demon would raise from the ground. with the demon now in direct view of the massive attack the darkness began to surround himself. Not cloaking him, but rather be sucked up by the monster. "forma del demonio: proditio.."

The darkness would ooze out of the madman as the wings would be consumed by the very darkness about him. in their place a cloak of darkness would surround Ronove's entire being. With the explosion in occurred everything burned to the ground. the monastery, the ground the wrecked building s and even the darkness of the dimension. All of it burnt away to reveal a large ring of land that has been scorched and dead, lava flowing as far as the eye can see, whilst the the roof of the area burnt away to reveal the scorched roof of a cave.

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This was the entrance of Quartof, the darkest of the dark realms. It was the domain that those that betray and those who will turn traitor would go. at the patch of land ronove would stand there. the darkness would emanate from his area, despite being in the seemingly brightest area.


As the darkness formed a buster sword the male would stand there patiently seeing what would occur from the demons next move, as the armor of ronove would regenerate from the fire attack celeste used. "two sources of power, two souls... two personalities, all looking for dominance in a constant battle between each other, in just one body... yet... you lack control"

Furia looked down at Ronove, with a malicious grin. Now he could have some real fun. Though time was short, he wasted no time to make his move. He did not care for where he was in this new realm of darkness, his focus was fixed on Ronove.'I'LL TEAR THE SCREAMS FROM YOUR SOUL'. The demons roar was loud and terrifying. With thta said he disappeared, and then reappeared in front of Ronove. The monstrous eight foot demon now stared down at him growling wit joy, with bloody drool seeping out from his jaw. The crack on his left side was clearer now, but for some reason it didn't look like it hurt, nor did it look like it went under his flesh. Their eye's would meet for only a split second, the slit pupils of Furia sounded by a sea of red, glared at Ronove with a desire for his suffering.

Suddenly Furia would attack with his left hand, a trail of hellfire followed his attacks, slashing acroos the chest of Ronove. He would continue to attack with his right hand, bringing it down across his face aiming for the eyes. If he moved Furia followed, chasing him down. He would chase him for all eternity if he had to. Fuira's jaws would snap at the right side of Ronove near his throat. If he managed to bit down, he would sink his teeth until he felt them rub off each other inside his flesh, and would then continue to disembowel his target. Moving at great speeds, if the bit missed, he would spin around with a flaming high-kick. He would then use his tail to grab a limb and toss Ronove to the side. He would then follow up with a close line swing to knock him to the ground, if successful he would continue to pin him down as he would smash, rip, tear, and crush Ronove into the ground. An almost constant roar from Furia would accompany each and every attack as he would unleash his full rage on him. While Furia stayed close it would seem to get gradually warmer, as heat radiated from Furia.

The cracks on Furia extended slowly from his left across his chest, to the right of his waist and would seem to continue to travel down his right leg. He knew his time was short, but he was going to make sure he was satisfied before his time was up.

"Tear the screams from my soul?" That was in interesting thought the demon heard. Would it be the first time this were to happen? He thought to him self as be brought the massive blade he had to block the strike to his left. The demon them brought blade quickly to the side as he would defend against the other one from the right.

Seeing the creature opening up its jaws, it would not waste time as he would bring the blade up to the mouth of the creature. Even if it would not cut the jaws of the demon in half, it would save Ronove hassle later. However in the confusion of attacks the male would not see the high kick that was sent his way. being sent several feet, only to be retracted again as tail would wrap around the wounded leg from previously, he gritted his teeth as the armored being was to be sent to the ground. bringing up his right arm, the same arm that a dark energy orb has been all this time, as she then swing it vertically at the demon.

2 floating rock in the area became affected by gravity as they would fly at the corrupted angel. As they would fall, it almost look as though they were glowing like meteors. Whether they would hit or not was irrelevant. He was waiting until the sane time took over again, if it took over.

Having his jaw blocked by this massive blade, Furia growled in anger as he spun round to deliver his kick sending sparks from his teeth against the blade in the process. After dragging Ronove to the ground, a large grin formed across his face. Now he had him where he wanted. The malice in his eyes were unmistakable as he continued his assault on the now grounded demon.

Seeing as Ronove had his large blade, Furia would grab a hold of it with his left hand. Realizing Ronove would not let go, he would force the blade up slightly before he would slam it back down. He would repeat this movement of sword slamming in an attempt to get Ronove to let go so he could relieve him of the thing blocking Furia from his feast. After the fourth slam, Furia's right arm would be set alight in what looked like a quintuple-helix flame now traveled along his forearm. Before he could strike, he would notice a shadow of himself. Quickly glancing behind him, he would see the two meteor like rocks flying towards him. This angered him even more. Another distraction.

As the two rocks were about to hit, Furia caught them both on his four wings, one rock on each of his hellion and angel wings. With an earthshaking roar, he would slam the two rocks together, crushing them into rubble. He would then place his clawed right foot on Ronove's leg. Now he can't get away. Still holding onto the blade he would decide to smash his way through instead. The sound of flesh crushing off of metal echoed endlessly. Flames darted, danced, and skated across the air with every strike. Every strike the cracks grew more and more.

Then he would suddenly let go, planting a foot on Ronove's chest he would propel himself up into the air. Then he would raise his left arm once more as a familiar hellfire sphere would appear. Furia then mounted the sphere onto a flaming lance from his right arm. Using the extra length he spun around flinging the sphere at the demon. The spheres speed was faster then before due to the added length of it's so called 'launcher'. Furia let out a roar, followed by a dark and evil laugh as he would wait and watched as Ronove burned.

The cracks now appear to be almost covering his entire body as he hovered in the air, waiting. (5)

This was it. Another attack from the mighty demon. The same as before. He has no care for those about him no honor nor nobility. It was for this reason ronove, the demon of darkness and the monster who was decieved oh so long ago would make his move.

The strength of the demon was nowhere close to its full potential as demonic reiatsu would surge from a seemingly empty of life area. To those of keen reiatsu sensing abilities, it was not just demonic. but human, shinigami, other demons and even angelic reiatsu. Every soul that was there that Ronove collected, every one of their unique reiatsu, their power and strength surrounded the monster.

With each one, the cape of Ronove would get less and less. his armor would bend and buckle as it would begin to change. From the cloak, wings were seen, not unlike the ones in his sealed form, but they were skeletal like. The bones would move as though connected but not. They grew in size as she would seem to be one that would easily over shadow the corrupted angel. the armor would vanish, as would the helm gauntlets and grieves. The male would be seen unbound and unrestrained. a sickle grin was seen on his face as he saw the fireball come at his again. he noticed that the monster was cracking in the areas along his armor. This made the grin all the more seen.

"i'm afraid i have under estimated your ability before... but no longer, little demon... King of Darkness"

The honorable monster said as all the light was such from this dimension. The enormous wings would remain stationary as the man would form a desert eagle from his hand. this was the weapon... his original gun. he pointed it at the fireball getting oh so close to him. he waited until it go close enough. then he pulled the trigger, unleashing a mighty strength that would easily over power the incoming attack and the demon who fired it as he would strike his down. as he would, the floating rocks would gravitate highly on Celeste, almost crushing his in the strength of the power that was unleashed.

With nearly every rock sent to attack Celeste, on top of the beam fired the would grin cynically as he would then have his wings revert back to the metal like ones in the restrained form as hell itself would restrict the demon from doing further damage, muzzling him up again.

Furia watched as the darkness grew and grew. Realising that Ronove was finally getting serious, his malicious smile was at its full length. He waited for his attack to hit, but his view was cut off by the rocks slamming hard into him. Irritated and annoyed, hellfire flames blazed through the rocks clenched around his body as he exploded with rage. The rocks disperse from the tremendous force that had built up instantly from within them. His roar was long and loud. It was at that moment he heard a gun being fired.

No sooner had the shot been fired, Furia felt a considerable pain erupting from his lower right ribs. He doubled over, for the first time in all his memory, as this sensation of pain flowed across his face soundlessly. Quickly recovering he straightened up and looked at Ronove. The wound did not bleed. He readied himself for yet another onslaught of attacks but was suddenly stopped by an immense thump in his chest from his heart. More cracks extended from its new source, the fresh wound on Furia.

Furia's screams sounded like he was in pain, but yet his expression was one of anger and frustration. He grabbed hold of his head as his body thrashed around in the air uncontrollably. The cracks now even extended themselves onto the angelic wings. The earth beneath him began to violently shake and crumble. Flames spat out from the cracks on Furia's skin. The air around him began to set itself alight and surround the monstrous demon. The earth shaking and dancing flames grew in intensity almost to a point of cataclysmic proportions.

The noise died out. The area became eerily quiet. The demons body stretched out fully. His head arched back in a soundless scream. His body suddenly shattered like glass breaking to reveal Celeste from within him. The glass seemed to just vanish in thin air as Celeste wounds began to bleed. The wound under his right shoulder began to trickle blood. While the wound to his ribs spat out blood like a pipe had just burst. He hung in mid air for what seemed like an eternity before falling to the ground below.

Celeste hit the ground hard. He landed on the dead center of his spin. The force of this landing caused the already cracked and shattered ground to buckle. The landing also propelled him up again, but only high enough to have Celeste's limp and almost lifeless body to land on his front. His arm divine slamming into the ground a mere centimeter next to his left ear, as he landed on his front. His face had no expression. His eyes had already rolled into the back of his head. But these empty eyes stared at the place were Ronove would be standing.

A low and heavy thumping sound from Celeste's chest could be heard. Furia had completely drained him of all his energy. And now he lay there in a comatose state enveloped in a pool of his blood. Helpless to the will of Ronove.