Previously: Rose swung down towards her defenceless arms. A bubble of golden fire formed at the last second. Rose was blasted backwards a few feet away. She slid on the ground until she eventually stopped. "Very well then, I'll give you hell!" Alyssa shouted out as both Lava and Ice spread throughout the ground of the rocky field. Rose protected herself from the lava by covering herself in azure hellflames. She smirked slightly at this sight,"Two polar opposites of the element table. We are an equal match. We counter each other." She laughed at her own words. "Equal? Heh, no one below my god is my equal. Except for Vlad. No one here in this circle is considered a threat." She held out her hands and her sword began to float up into the air. The light above began to be blocked out by the sheer number of void swords appearing in the sky. "You didn't think that I have been actually trying this entire time being in hell? It seems like you demons need to meet my soulmate Vladimir. He's a way better fighter than all of you!" All of the hundreds of thousands blades aimed at Alyssa flew down towards her mercilessly. Alyssa held up her open palm and screamed out,"ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT!?" A giant hurricane of a golden inferno swallowed up the volley of void swords.
Rose took a step back in astonishment of what was playing out in front of her. Alyssa closed her hand. Black smoke and white steam was coming off her charcoal skin. She glanced over at her opponent pissed off. Rose was then blasted backwards by an unbearable force of wind and golden fire. Her cool clothes were burned up and turned to nothing but black ash. Her back hit the wall and was being pushed deeper into the wall. Rose fought against the gale force and held out her left void arm. She hasn't used this power in a while; it almost feels alien. Blackhole Vortex. The energy of Golden Inferno was vacuumed up into her left palm. She reached out and covered her entire body with void. She dug her void claws into the black marble wall and pulled her out of the hole shaped like her. "My soul feels like it's on fire, with excitement!" She pushed off the ground and disappeared from sight of all parties. She was moving so fast that it looked like she teleported. Alyssa got a front seat to a world of hurt. Rose muttered softly just before she was disposed of mercilessly. "You are my friend outside these walls but make no mistake. I'm not one to give mercy to anyone. Especially when it comes to the survival." She punched her in the stomach so hard that her organs inside turned to mush and her heart bursted like a balloon. She puked out black blood and then fell back with a huge dent in her stomach. Rose stumbled backwards with a shaky right hand. "Oof, another contestant down for the count! But it seems like the Champion of Death is wavering in strength and energy! Maybe the next opponent will be the one to claim victory!? Who will come out to challenge her next!?" Alyssa was resurrected by her father and carried off the field. Rose clenched her shaking fist and looked ahead ready. A familiar face with a serious expression across his face stepped into view of the crowd and Rose. "What's this? A face who rarely likes fighting, has entered a tournament!? This is going to be fun! Get ready to rumble!? Fight!"
Ryder Wynter has lightly tanned caramel skin. Scarlett irises with black devil shaped pupils and black. Short spiky ash blonde hair, that's silky smooth and soft to the touch. Two fully grown black sheep horns on either side of their head accented with a red lightning bolt design on the curves. Long sharp canines and black painted fingernails. They usually has his hair pulled back with a black bandana with a red lightning bolt pattern.
He was wearing his Red-Jolt outfit. Knee high black buckled boots with steel toes and soles. Black bandana with a red lightning bolt pattern pulling back his hair out of his face. Black leather vest with a red dress shirt with golden buttons. Black stretchy pants tucked into their boots. Black leather fingerless gloves. Black aviator goggles hanging from their neck, resting on their head/bandana, or equipped.
Rose got ready to counter attack. But at the blink of an eye, a red flash happened. And before she knew it. She was dropping to her knees coughing out magical power and shaking in agony. "That's for humiliating my friends." He went to end her life but then he was sent flying into the air by seemingly nothing but gravity itself. She healed her wound and stood back up. She cracked her neck and shoulders. "Speed, is your thing. Unfortunately for you, I'm not going to allow that slide." She gestured for him to fly towards her left palm. He struggled against the heavy gravitational force. She grabbed his face and devoured all of his magical power that he could spare. He struggled, flailed around, and writhed in pain as his soul was drained of almost all of its lifeforce. "Your friends deserved to be put in their place. I'm not all BARK and no BITE! I'm the Champion of Death!" She threw his weak and frail body into the ground still hungry for magical power. "If you weren't a Reaper of Hell, I would have devoured your soul. Consider yourself lucky." He heard her words and then passed out. "It seems like the champion of death is someone to be reckoned with! He was so close yet so foolish! On to the next, no breaks allowed!"
A new face walked into view. His handsome looks made all the women in the stadium faint. The men cheered on his name in a ritualistic way. "Lucifer Arcadia! Another one of the Reapers of Hell. He's in charge of the gluttony realm! I wonder how he will fare in this fight!? Bare your fangs and rip her to shreds Lucifer!" He was clearly the stereotypical version of a devil. But his royal purple aura was immense and just as sturdy as Hermes & Cerberus. Her first worthy opponent in a very long time, who isn't considered a god.
Lucifer Arcadia had fully red skin with gold specks that sparkle in the light. Dragon shaped eyes with golden irises with black sclera and red reptile shaped pupils. Has gold sharp teeth like a shark, has a fork shaped tongue that's really long and has a tongue piercing in the middle. He has two dark brown bone horns coming from his forehead and pointing backwards. They have a slight curve, have a slight gold shimmer to them, they have a black base with a root like pattern where their horns are sprouting from. His right horn is broken and slightly cracking. The left horn is in mint condition. Black slicked back hair with a few strands hanging down in front of his face. Black bone-like claws coming from their fingertips and toes. His legs are bent like a bipedal animal. He has a black bone devil tail with jagged red stripes and a gold dipped diamond shaped end. His body is built a little hefty and thick with muscle mass. He has fortified dragon scaled black framed wings with with jagged red stripes. He had gold dipped bone spikes protruding from the black frames of his wings to add a little shimmer to his already dark appearance.
The very intimidating figure glared down rose with an infernal look in his eyes. "So you are the one whom father put his trust in, how foolish of him! A mere mortal doesn't deserve his power or attention!" He didn't even bother moving from his position, her limbs exploded from the inside out. She stumbled backwards as the feeling of his darkness spread throughout her entire body. The emotion of absolute fear washed over her face. "He's not just a high Devil but a demi god!? Oh fuck!" Panic consumed her soul as she began to hyperventilate. "I don't want to die." She stopped walking backwards and planted her feet into the ground with flamming spikes. "I can't die. I will not die! Not at the hands of you!" She regrew her limbs and walked towards him unfazed by his uncontrollable rage. His gaze of Death was no longer affecting Rose. He grabbed his shadow steel battle axes usually holstered on either side of his waist. They are cloaked in darkness until used. He pulled them out of their holsters and set them on fire. Royal purple flames were emitting from the sharp edges. "It seems you aren't as weak mentally as I expected. No normal mortal can resist my glare of death." She sprouted her wings of void. "That's because I'm not just some human, I'm a Cursed One!" She leaped off the ground and flew towards him at max speed. It's not as fast as she would be with real wings and her wind magic. But it's the best she's got for now. He crossed his arms and took a step forward. He threw his axes her way but she dodged out of the way. She swung her blades towards his neck and chest.
To be continued...
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The Cursed Princess: The Long Journey | Book 1 | Vol 1-8 | (Original Series)
FantasyIntroduction: She died and was reborn into a time where the idea of vampire was first introduced. The Medieval Times. But the world isn't like her old world at all. How will she adapt to her new surroundings? (Created In 2022) (I don't own any...
