Ascension of the Nephilim

Nightwing stood before Estus and saw the eyes of the pained Mage Commander. His eyes were gaining vigor and life. There was purpose once more, and a strange desire was building up in him.

The memories Nightwing extracted from the woman and showed to Estus were true.

Nightwing sighed that he had not found the powers of God or Fallen that deal with dreams and memories so that he could shape the memory into a form of his own. But Nightwing had an idea on how to lure the Commander to his side.

"The soul of your wife is quite interesting. She lived quite an immoral life. Did you know that the nature of this universe is only to have one partner in life? Some too many curses and terrors stand along the way when one indulges in the immoral ways of life. Even if I dare not to make the vows of marriage to my women, at least these curses apply. But now, the soul of your dearly roasted wife is tainted and could be used as a spell."

"...A spell?"

"Well, what would be more painful than for that prince to suffer twice as much as you did? If you want vengeance, then allow me to turn this soul into a curse."

"A curse?"

"A love curse. A powerful charm will inflict him. He will mourn and be a struct with great pain once the death of his new wife is revealed. But also, the curse will make him fall desperately in love with the princess. He would fall twice as hard and love that woman twice as more as you ever did to your wife. And that's when we take that wife from him!" Nightwing gave a sinister laugh.

Estus's fingers dug through the soil as he grasped at it and desired vengeance.

Finally, Nightwing could see it clearly. The future of Destiny is changing!

"Amazing! This is why we were created as Mysterion! Destiny sees the future, and we hide the present and be destined to reveal it soon. This man is the first of his kind! One created not of Fate or Destiny! Neither is he a True Neutral! He shall be the first of my own kind! A Mystery Challenger!" Nightwing could feel his powers trembling.

"Mysterion. A Code and Corruption. The coalescence of two contradictions! But now, it's more than just that! I have finally reached a stage that can truly affect the plans of Destiny. And not only that, I can finally create an army of my own that will not be of Fate! This man has a future not seen by Destiny, a present not guided by Fate, and a state not seen as Neutral!" Nightwing was very happy at the birth of a being whose life was not in the hands of other gods or fallen! Nightwing would be the true wielder of the man's life!

"My master! I will serve you forever!" Estus cried out. Little did he know that what he said was a Word of Power. It was a vow that the heavens had to honor.

Many nearby had heard the words of Nightwing and were amazed at the honor bestowed.

Some grew envious of the prestige.

"Why are you all looking at me like that? What do you think I'm here to take? This reward I gave to Estus only has to do with his vengeance. Do you think his position as a prince is great? Fools. I have just shown you that I can turn kingdoms. The forces that serve me are marvelous and plenty. Only Eldrich poses a challenge to me! A time is coming, and it shall surely come, that the positions and authority that you long for are nothing decorative titles. What is a king if I can remove his crown and head from him?" Nightwing laughed.

Many were amazed at Nightwing's words.

"I agree with my lord!" Grandanite moved closer.

"The Gigantes that serve him have heritages that surpass mine. And all serve willingly! A company of Crowns follows him! And this is not the tip of his plans!" Grandanite declared with passion.

All of a sudden, massive red spiders appeared. Under them, the ground became dark. but

The group was shocked at the number of spiders approaching. They began to move closer.

Everyone was alarmed and readied their weapons.

"Relax. It's just my babies." Sherah spoke. Numerous spines appeared behind her, and six long ligaments, like the leg of the spider, lifted her.

Everyone was startled at the sight of Sherah.

"...A Crown?!" Ikarod was amazed.

"Oh? You must have killed a lot here, Sherah."

"My lord has granted me permission to slay and feast. I hope you are not too mad." Sherah approached and embraced Nightwing.

"Oh, you know I can't stay mad at you!" Nightwing smiled as he patted her head.

"You really know how to spoil a girl," Sherah whispered seductively.

Despite her grotesque features as the spider part taking form, the deadly powers of the blood of an Incubus had caused her to retain a very sexy appearance.

Every man couldn't help but tremble and stop themselves from lusting for the woman of their master. On the other hand, the women were enraged and extremely jealous of Sherah.

The spiders moved out and devoured the corpses.

Ikarod watched and couldn't help but be amazed. Many of the giant spiders were already reaching the level of Champion!

"And this is why Hive Queens were once hunted down and exterminated in ages past. Yet, this is their potential."

"...Impossible! I've studied the biology of these creatures! Why are her spiders growing stronger!" One of Ikarod's allies, an alchemist, exclaimed.

"A dark dependent spider. You forget who her master is. His blood changed them."

Sherah was taking pride as she embraced her master.

"Sherah. You've had your time." Monica frowned.

"Get away from him..." Angelian ordered.

Krysta could only sigh as her female companions began to crowd over Nightwing.

"Are you sure you are not under her spell, Krysta?" Killian asked Krysta.

"No, father..." Krysta assured.

The spiders began to move and eat the spiders. Some of the men stopped torturing their enemies and decided that death by a swarm of spiders would be a better sight.

As everyone laughed and mocked their enemies, Nightwing could only sigh.

"All that, and I just managed to convert one. Oh well... At least I know it's possible. Kyros will need to turn his allies into Mystery Challengers if he wants to win this war... Now how do I change the state of my women?" Nightwing began to ponder.

"Everyone. I hope I have satisfied your... vengeance." Nightwing called everyone's attention. But he could see the selfish hearts of everyone remained unchanged. Only Estus was truly moved.

"I guess it's hard to turn degenerates into loyal followers. Ikarod and Grandite have shown no changes... I guess. It would be better if my men faced defeat and near extermination with Kyros's allies... This means they will have to fight against those mages who spoke with me. I wonder how Kyros turned a team of Lowland Mages to have greater knowledge than the Highlands?" Nightwing pondered.

"Alright. Everyone. Do not resist. Since we dove down here, it would seem unwise to resurface without any wounds. We need grievous wounds. So... allow the golems to hit you. Bomos. Attack them."

"What?"

"Master?!"

"Wait!"

"AHHHH!"

The pounding began underground.

Some were too scared that they fought back.

Nightwing ignored the rest and turned to one of the Gigantes.

"How goes the forces up there? Do you have an army to send it?"

"Of course. With Cornerstone being able to take away the cancer of Bar-Mammon inside the body and create Darklings, these creatures raised hell above and devoured many cities. That army can inflict heavy losses to the remaining fighters above." Bomos answered.

"Great. As discussed, you can take thirty percent of all the energy. That includes the Darklings that will be purified in their deaths. It would have been a lot of work if I had to purify it. Giving them life was easier. And now, those up there will kill them and purge the corruption upon death."

Above the ground, the armies of Breveros were rushing forward with haste.

An army of Darklings was being defeated, but the main problem was the problem from below.

A Ragion Cardinal broke through the line and couldn't help but feel pain in his heart. He gritted his teeth and moved forward. He saw his concubine pulled down to the ground with a powerful hand. He was too far to save her.

"It seems that bitch is dead. Good!" The King, a powerful Battlemage, laughed as she saw the woman that demanded marriage die.

"Her deal was useless as the one we wanted dead had already become too strong. This is fitting for her." The king laughed as he used his powers to maintain flight.

As Breveros fought on, he could hear screams and cries from the ground below.

He could only hope that Nightwing was alive.