Nameless King

"Agh... In order to get two pieces of the key that fit only me, you had to make such sacrifices..." Nameless King muttered with a frustrated look as he glanced at Abyss Artist. He tried to rise to his feet, but he couldn't as he was critically weak.

'Well, it's a good thing you'll be alive too. I sense that your part of the key contains his energy... Damn, I still don't understand how I was able to defeat such an enemy, his power is something that should not exist.' Nameless King wondered as he looked at the six in the room, 'I had allies, so I was able to defeat, but why wasn't my opponent helped by the second one? What happened behind the scene?'

Wain didn't know why, but he could hear the thoughts of the Nameless King, clearly, almost feeling the emotions that Nameless King had then.

"Gladius... You really are an indestructible sword, but because of me, your shards are all over the world now... Well, I hope one day I can pick you up again." Nameless King muttered with a complicated look before swinging his arm.

Whoooooooooosh.

The two pieces of the key headed toward Nameless King as dark strands of energy emerged from his fingertips. They joined the pieces together, creating a full-fledged key that quickly flew into the Nameless King's chest, heading for his soul with great speed.

"Hah, looks like it's almost done, just one last move left..." Abyss Artist muttered with a pained look, but there was an excited grin on his face.

"Yeah... While I still have some time, I have to ask. Are you going to be all right? I mean... Gladius was shattered into so many pieces by so much pressure, what happened to you then?" Nameless King asked in a serious voice as he stared at Abyss Artist.

Abyss Artist shook his head, "Don't worry about me. We've known each other for so long, so you should know that I always have a plan. I've been ready for this from the moment I started coming up with all this, so... I have my own, unique remedy."

"Fine... That's what I wanted to hear..." Nameless King nodded slightly before stepping forward. The space beside him began to distort while his aura grew stronger.

"Hey... Before you go, don't forget that everything in this spell depends on the number 3." Abyss Artist said as a sly smile appeared on his face, "There were three of us, and so must you if you want it to work. Two sources and one catalyst on which everything depends, that's what you have to do."

"Sure. I knew it without you." Nameless King uttered as his silhouette blurred.

Everything around Nameless King began to change at a tremendous speed as if he were somehow traveling several thousand miles in a matter of moments. During this time Wain managed to see different landscapes, buildings, unique territories, and natural wonders.

'Damn... It's like he's going through so many areas... How does he do it...? No, more importantly, why is he doing it?' Wain wondered with a curious look as he moved with Nameless King.

As Nameless King moved towards his goal, the Abyss Artist gradually came to his senses as a small amount of energy had already been restored, allowing him to move his arms freely.

"Fuck... Normally I can destroy an entire mountain with one wave of my hand, but now... I feel as if I'm already in a coffin and all that's left is to bury me..." Abyss Artist muttered as a sly smirk appeared on his face, "Well, he'll definitely do it right, so my plan will work too."

Abyss Artist moved his finger slightly as a round blob of darkness appeared before him. Gradually the dark sphere grew smaller until it disappeared completely as a small egg fell into his palm. It was black and covered with many scales as if some unique snake was to be born from it.

"You're my lifeline. It will take a long time, as it does for all of us..." Abyss Artist looked at the six with a sad look, "Well, we'll have to wait a while before we're all together again..."

Abyss Artist reached out his hand as darkness began to flow from the scales. Gradually it grew larger and larger until a powerful stream completely covered Abyss Artist. The space next to him collapsed as he disappeared in an unknown direction.

...

"What is this place..." Wain uttered in confusion while looking around.

At the end of his journey, Nameless King stopped at what seemed to be the edge of the world. Everything around him was dark as he was in an open space, but if he took a step forward he would actually end up in a void.

'Damn... This is so strange... Darkness is both there and there, but it seems to me that on this cliff it is much darker, no, it definitely is. Will the Nameless King really jump there? Would his body be able to withstand it? Is that how he will die?' Wain inwardly muttered as many questions immediately appeared in his mind.

The Nameless King stared into the distance for some time before he reached forward, looking at his palm he muttered, 'Well, well, after the great victory I am forced to stand here. Agh, though I have learned to resist fate, the fates of others can still affect me... After all, I am a human, and no one else."

'Resist fate...? What is he talking about? Is it a metaphor or does it have something to do with his power...? It is similar to what Virion said...' Wain said to himself as his eyes grew wide.

The Nameless King with a calm look took a step forward. He fell into the infinite darkness as Wain followed him.

The lower the Nameless King descended, the weaker his aura was, as he became more distant from the world, he literally fell beyond its borders into a place where there is nothing but emptiness.