Naraga's body went up in flames as The Demon glared his fire red eyes at him.
"Yapping in front of the FLAME BERSERKER is equal to DEATH...My friend"
.....
Demon Marcus danced his way to the burning Naraga. He reached his ears as he bend over.
"Stop acting..Let's Just start the fight....KEKEKEKEKEKEK"
The Fire puffed as Naraga's burning fist sped towards the demon's cheekbone. With a flash the Demon
who claimed to be The Flame Berserker dodged the attack.
Demon Marcus travelled through air and was behind Naraga in a second, Naraga was still on the
rebound of his punch. The Heavenly Demon was way too fast for the God's eyes.
The Demon leaned his chin on the Fire Sentinal's back as he smiled wide like a maniac.
"You are pathetically weak for the standards of a God"
The Demon chuckled. His chuckle rang inside the god enraging Naraga as his veins popped in
uncontrollable rage.
The One thing he hated to hear was someone saying he was weak.
The Flame berserker was still laughing when Naraga grabbed his Hand and broke it. The Chrack
echoed throughout the burning land.
Naraga took a step back as The Demon still kept on laughing holding his broken hand. The God
Naraga hurled his most powerful fireball attacks one by one at him.
The Fireballs hit The Demon's body and quickly evaporated. The Rings on his body seemed to glow a
reddish color, just like Lava from a recent eruption.
Naraga let out a Confused groan and jumped back 10 meters. The broken hand of the Demon popped
and wriggled as it regenerated.
The Demon brought his hand close to his mouth and licked blood which was smeared on his fingers.
Naraga's eyes shot up as his right shoulder tinged in pain. He turned slowly to the side where it was
paining.
His hands trembled when he saw a deep cut which had almost separated his hand from his body.
Naraga writhed in pain as he bent down on his knees holding his almost separated hand, It was
regenerating slowly. This was the perfect moment to attack but Naraga's fear increased as he saw the
Demon dancing with his eyes closed. His hands swayed in the air and his leg moved stylishly
accordingly to some inaudible beat of Demon Music.
"Man...I am in love with this body"
The Flame Berserker chuckled as he opened his right eye. He closed it yet again as he winked his
open eye at Naraga who was still gritting his teeth tightly as he silently screamed in pain.
"So..Brat.....I'll give you my power...make sure you use it well. Just wake me up when you think you
can't handle someone"
The Demon said to the lost soul inside his body. It was Marcus's. He wasn't dead yet!!.
"But why'd you help me??..You got a body for yourself now..why would you throw away the new
freedom you have??"
The fading voice of Marcus echoed inside the Demon and he smiled in return.
"Marcus...I've lived to that very extent that I just lost interest in living anymore....That's why I gave up
my freedom to those 50 supreme gods just so that I could be captured...It still makes me laugh when
those gods thought they caught me with their own power..KEKEKEKEK"
"Supreme Gods??"
Marcus asked him, confused..He had heard Lower Gods and Higher Gods but it was the first time he
was hearing 'a Supreme God'.
"Ah..Yes, they are the highest ranking out of all those Gods....And there waere a total of 50 of
them..FIFTY..FIVE, ZERO....OF THEM WHO CAME TO CAPTURE ME WHEN I CRASHED THEIR
PALACE....Those desperate faces makes me crack up whenever I think about them...And yeah there
was this another Brat..Golden haired..You might know him right...After all he was the one who gave you
my blood."
"You mean him?... Crayalus?!"
"Yep..Crayalus, He was the only one who could hurt me. But only when he became the White haired
brat did I find that I was lagging behind the power table"
The Demon shook his head and grinned.
"White haired?? Him? Power table??"
Marcus snapped...but soon remembered the incident where Crayalus shouted at Naraga. His Hair had
changed to white then too.
"Yes Marcus...Crayalus....He isn't just one person. He's two souls in one body just like we are now,
Intead we are three souls in a body ..I feel another strong presence inside this body"
"Ah that's Qilin"
Marcus rubbed the Qilin who was lying down craving for belly rubs.
"Ah..I see..A Soul spirit!"
"Exactly, now please continue"
"Ah yes...It was then that I figured out during my fight with him that he had a Heavenly Demon inside
him too....And sadly, it was the SPACE BERESERKER."
"Is that demon stronger than you??"
Marcus asked intrigued by his tale.
"Centuries ago we were on par with each other, but it was just recently that I gave up on living and
stopped cultivating...It came as a shock to me that The Space Berserker was under the control of a brat
all by his will!!...."
The Demon paused and glanced at the Lower God whose hand had regenerated again. The Flame
Bereserker clawed the air. The Air shifted and sharpened as his Other hand exploded and Naraga fell
sideways.
The Demon continued his Dance.
"So I crashed their palace and took down 49 of those supreme gods just to know why The Space
Berserker, that arrogant son of a devil gave up to some unknown brat.
Only that Old Geezer Briskus was left when the Huge palace door beside him Kicked open."
Marcus listened carefully as he sat on a blank space inside his visionary abyss. His elbows were on his
knees as he closed his eyes. Tge Qilin groaned beside.
"It was that brat...That Golden haired Brat who suddenly changed his hair dye to white and just simply
slashed the air, taking me down in a swoop...I saw him..That Bloody Bastard berseker inside his eyes..I
saw him laughing at me pathetically."
The Demon paused.
"That's when I knew I missed out on something...That was why I was waiting for the perfect body to
hand over my powers and that'swhen I found you....Listen marcus, I ain'tthat kind a Demon to take over
someone else's body, just to conquer and rule over worlds..."
"What I want now is to teach that SPACE POOP A LESSON..and Marcus, Only you can help me do
that!!"
"I understand"
Marcus nodded.
The Demon stopped dancing and called out to Marcus yet again as he glanced over to the Fire
Sentinal who was running at him in full speed, his hand was once again regenerated and was carrying
a large fireball.
"Now here's my power Marcus, Take it and Gobble up this Son of a Bitch first"
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