Reincarnated as a Failed Villain: Fallen Angel

"Haha!" Lucas continued punching Thomas with mana-infused fists and laughing. 'This is it! This is what I came here for! To fight stronger opponents! To punish them! TO BE THE STRONGEST!' Lucas's inner thoughts went wild as he continued pounding Thomas's face.

Thomas managed to open his one eye and return a massive punch infused with cursed flame energy, releasing a massive explosion that sent Lucas flying into nearby mountain tops. Lucas's crash was so powerful that it blew apart several mountainside rocks, sending debris everywhere.

"That... Persistent bastard..." Lucas slowly got back on his feet and jumped off flying towards Thomas. "Why don't you just die already?!"

Thomas moved out of the way and began gathering dark fire energy from all around him. His hand then formed into a fist and released a deadly blast at Lucas.

"Don't you fuck with me!" Thomas screamed as started slowly losing control and releasing poisonous miasma all around him.

While this miasma could not affect stronger demons or angels, it was extremely deadly to regular people and animals. Thomas felt anxious about the situation but had no time to worry as he unleashed another wave of dark firepower at Lucas.

Lucas dodged the attack and managed to kick Thomas, who was trying to keep his poisonous mana from spreading onto the ground. This caused Thomas to lose balance and fall.

"Surrender and I will let you live, Thomas." Lucas ordered after he landed a couple of meters in front of Thomas.

"N-Never..." Thomas stuttered. His breaths were heavy from lack of control in his new form, he was exhausted. Luckily for him, the same was for Lucas who was only bluffing and trying to keep himself from passing out.

The two fighters were now standing close enough to each other that they could easily punch their faces if they wanted to. They stared at each other intensely, the tension between them was growing unbearable.

"Then let's end this once and for all... Let's kill each other." Lucas said in a calm tone.

Thomas stood up straight and took a deep breath before launching himself towards Lucas, who spawned wings and jumped into the air.

Both fighters started firing offensive spells at each other while flying through the sky. The number of curses and attacks being fired made both sides begin to lose their momentum and slow their flight. Thomas's curses glowed a dull, malicious orange, each one a burning ember flying toward Lucas. Lucas's eyes were sharp and determined as he sent a barrage of curses back at Thomas. They cracked through the air like lightning toward Thomas with a piercing, high-frequency sound.

Red and orange lights danced in the air and reflected off the clouds as they both cast spells back at each other. They came closer and closer to the ground and lost more speed than they would like, but neither could afford to miss a shot or be hit. Thomas knew that if he took time to slow down, it would be another five minutes before he could recover enough magic for another go at Lucas. And he would end up frustrated because Lucas had a bit more energy than him. He started pulling ahead, but then Lucas got in a lucky shot–or so it seemed.

Lucas launched a curse that pierced through Thomas's chest and exploded, causing Thomas to lose his balance and fall.

Thomas crumpled to the ground with a loud thud, his body limp and unresponsive. Lucas stared in disbelief, his breathing heavy as he furrowed his brow in confusion. He looked around him, his eyes darting from one place to another as he questioned if he had actually won the match.

"I did it. I actually did it," he whispered, disbelievingly.

He noticed Thomas's lying down, naked on the pile of ashes. His demon lord form was gone and he was unconscious so he couldn't manifest new clothes.

"I did it..." Lucas said as he slowly levitated to the ground. He created an angelic energy-infused mana sword and slowly walked with shaking legs toward Thomas ready to kill him. "I... Finally... Get to kill you..." He said, but suddenly he heard a voice from the sky in the distance.

"WATCH OUT!" Lucas heard Dorian's voice.

"Huh?" Lucas looked up just as a figure came hurtling towards him, and he felt the ground give way beneath his feet as the impact of their collision created a small crater. Hot air rushed around him and he coughed violently, tasting the dust from the rubble in his lungs. His vision blurred from the force of the impact and he slowly became aware that he was clutching someone's face. "Huh?" he whispered in confusion.

"Awww man!" A fox-like humanoid creature with nine tails pushed himself off Lucas and a tall figure emerged from the cloud of dust, its angular features framed by intricate engravings and a headpiece modeled after an ancient Egyptian pharaoh. As he stood up, the man dusted off his clothing and ran his golden hands through his short, dark hair. "That motherfucker hits hard."

Lucas's eyes widened with surprise and fear as he looked at the man with fox-like features before him. His mind raced, still reeling from the shock of impact. 'Is that Drake? Is Dorian... did Dorian lose? Lucas' heart skipped a beat as he started to panic. He was already exhausted from his fight with Thomas, and now this?

Drake leaped out of the crater and rushed towards Thomas's still body. He pulled a blanket from the spatial magic pouch strapped to his belt, careful not to jostle Thomas too much. The once deep blue blanket was now stained a light shade of red, and as Drake draped it over Thomas's body, he couldn't help but exhale a heavy sigh.

​ "Goddamit Thomas, what kind of demon are you that you can't survive on your own in Lightburn?" he muttered in annoyance. Then he sensed Lucas's energy from the same crater he created. "Ahhh.... Fuck, sorry." He said as he walked to take a look at Lucas. He apologized but his voice didn't sound apologetic at all.

"..." Lucas stayed quiet and watched what the strongest demon lord in Lightburn would do. He knew he wasn't his opponent, so he could only wait for death. Soon he heard another loud crash as if a meteor landed.

"Stop running you motherfucker." Dorian yelled at Drake.

"Let me remind you that it was you who kicked me here," Drake said as he pointed at the crater in front of them. "So I'll kindly ask you to stop spouting nonsense about me running away."