Third Person PoV
The Scythe of Death and The Sword of Light collided. And the entirety of Lucifaad was gone from the face of Hell.
Cain was thrown back, while Lucifer was injured. Both looked at each other, and rushed once again.
The scythe was a weapon wielded by Azrael, The Angel of Death in the past, with this how many seraph he had fell?
After his death, Lucifer got it and kept it in his basement, from where Cain found it.
From then, he knew about its special powers after Kokabiel's blood splattered on it.
From then, the Scythe had become his signature weapon. Even now it was doing the important tasks of fusing with the world tree and becoming a weapon of the world.
Something like the Blade of Olympus. On the other hand, the sword used by Lucifer was called the Light Bringer.
One of the three Primordial weapons of the Biblical pantheon. It was Lucifer's personal weapon when he was an angel.
It had been forged by the last remaining primordial flame. Its strength was equal to the Scythe of Death.
It was capable of tearing apart space just with a light slash. Its flames could burn even transcendents to ash if not stopped in time.
"That's tough, never thought that I would see that Scythe again."
"Ah! Yes, you did have it at some time."
The father and son talked as they exchanged blows at a speed that put even God's to shame.
"So how's life?"
"Pretty well."
After that exchange, they finally took the fight a step above. Cain called upon his darklight, while Lucifer called upon his light.
His title as the LightBringer wasn't just for naught. And Cain knew that. He had personally felt the ferocity of that light.
The spears, halberds, swords, and axes clashed one by one in the free purple sky. The shockwaves produced were ruining the already ruined Lucifaad to oblivion.
The two stood behind their wall of weapons and stared at each other. The staredown continued and all of a sudden they stopped attacking each other.
"It's not gonna do anything is it?"
"You got quality, I got quantity, Father."
"The Hardway it is."
"Indeed."
The two clashed but this time with zeal in their eyes. Cain swung his Scythe to behead Lucifer but the Light Bringer blocked.
Lucifer launched a kick, and Cain retaliated with his own. The kicks clashed, but the two were stuck.
Cain dropped his Scythe and directed a punch at his father's face. Lucifer blocked by the hilt.
Cain used his other hand to catch the Scythe and slash at Lucifer but was caught by the other hand of his father.
The two were stuck in a dilemma. At that moment Lucifer brought out his wings. And light covered the world.
Cain's skin began to melt, seeing that, Cain backed down and brought his own wings out and used them as a medium to cast a dark-type spell.
The terrifying light was countered by Cain, but he was a bit slow and hence sustained some damage.
It was obvious who was the better one here. Lucifer had more experience, he had the type advantage, he had the weapon advantage, and he held the strength advantage.
Cain was outclassed in every single aspect, he was only a little bit behind, but he was still behind.
Cain fell back and began to use the structure of Hell to his advantage. There were many changes that Lucifer didn't know.
He ran into Agares, into Ajuka's lab, intent on using the weird structure to his advantage.
Cain succeeded, as his Father could no longer keep up with him. Ajuka's lab was like a labrynbrith and Cain knew it like the back of his hand.
He made a turn and he knew he was just above his father. He gathered his power of liquid darklight and without a chant used his attack, Limited Death.
The massive Scythe of Death dropped on Lucifer's unguarded back but failed to pierce through as the attack wasn't at full power.
But it had its intended effect, Lucifer's wings were a bit damaged, and it wouldn't heal fast.
His speed was now less than Cain's. Using that to his advantage Cain rushed at the huge dust cloud.
Within two clashes Cain had to fall back again, as he was outclassed in close combat.
'I need to use my speed. It's my only advantage here. He won't fall for a similar trick once again. I need to use guerilla tactics!'
Cain said as he hid inside one of the buildings once again. But in a moment the building was blown away by Lucifer.
"Ah, shit, here we go again!"
Cain said as he rushed at his father from the dust. But the result was the same, two clashes and Cain had to retreat.
This continued for a while until there was not a single structure left. Cain was badly wounded.
He had clashed twice for every structure there was in Hell, and he had accumulated an injury in each clash.
The injuries were minor, but their numbers were too high, this was the true meaning of the quote.
'Death by a thousand cuts!'
"It's over, give up. There is nothing you can do now. It was a troublesome fight, be proud you were strong."
Cain gazed at his father. Lucifer also wasn't fine, he had many injuries as well. His wings were dyed red, not a single feather was white.
His blonde hair was red, Light Bringer was noticeably dimmer than before and his breathing was heavy.
But Cain was worse. His replica of the scythe was destroyed, his wings weren't even out, and his clothes from the upper section were gone.
He wasn't even able to see properly, but he still said with pride in his voice.
"It's not over, till I say! I will put a sword through your throat!"
"Worthless Pride, but still it is pride! Come, let's end this!"
Lucifer said with his energy coming back to him. Cain rushed at him, intent on ending this in a single blow.
But Lucifer was aware of this and was prepared, instead of slashing at him with his sword.
He made this sword vanish, making Cain's guard against him backfire. And with a punch that shook space, time, and reality, embedded Cain into a mountain, which was promptly destroyed.
Along with it, the entire mountain range was destroyed. For a rough comparison, the mountain was three times higher than Everest and the mountain range was almost ten times the size of the Andes.
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Cain PoV
Everything hurts. It's been a while since I was beaten this badly. Or not, it's probably not even been a day outside.
That brother of mine brought a lot of troubles with him this time. Can't even move my body, all these rocks are heavy.
My eyelids aren't opening, I can feel the wet feeling of my blood all over my body. The situation is really bad. I need to fight, I can't lose.
My limbs are stuck, it feels as if the entire world is on top of my body. But I can't stop, I must go on.
My journey won't end as being crushed under some rocks.
Huh? I can feel the rocks getting lighter? What is happening?
Intense light stone into my eyes, and my skin was burnt once again. I saw my father flying above me.
So he cleared the rocks? Looks like he is here to finish the job. Too bad I have no plans of dying here like this.
My vision is blurred and even that is full of red. I can hear my father say something.
"You should have given up way early. All that struggle in order to die."
"Wouldn't I be a disgrace to the title Lucifer if I had just rolled over and died?"
I said with my hoarse voice.
"Hmm. You have a point, only a Lucifer should kill one."
"Didn't you die to Yahweh?"
"That was a special circumstance."
"Really? Aren't you just a sore lover."
"Enough! I won't entertain you any longer. The fight in your mind ends here!"
My mind? Yeah, this is my mind.
"Hey, what did you say now?"
He looked confused as he said.
"The fight in your minds ends here?"
"Yeah, it's my mind. Father!"
As the words left my mouth, I felt my power returning back. My wounds were healing, and he was falling back.
"Thanks for the reminder. I forgot that in all the stuff happening, that this is my mind."
"Shouldn't have said that."
He muttered as he readied himself for a fight again. But the situation was different now, I was back to my full power while he was not.
I could heal endlessly, he could not. It was this simple, I simply needed to have control over my own mind.
That's it, the secret to the level above Super Devil. I was this close to this but failed to achieve it until I was about to die.
Looking at my father I felt pity, he was so close to getting his freedom but failed due to a misspoken word. That's gotta sting.
Well, maybe he would achieve freedom after Yahweh calls upon the failsafe sometime later due to a different reason.
If this was the real Yahweh, my Father wouldn't gain another chance but as fate would have it, it's not the real Yahweh, it's just a will.
It will be fun to watch what happens next between the father and son, as my father's role in my life ends today.
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Third Person PoV
At once the situation had changed, now Lucifer was the one running while Cain was leisurely following his father.
No matter how fast Lucifer was he couldn't outrun Cain, it was Cain's mind here Cain was omnipotent and omnipresent.
"Let's end this, Father."
Cain rushed at his parent and without any mercy, kicked him in the gut and snatched the Light Bringer.
Cain's hands burned, due to the holy nature of the sword, but this was his domain, his mind.
The sword was quickly subdued, and then Cain glanced at the mighty Lucifer, who was on his knees, unable to even stand up.
But his eyes were still full of pride. Maybe he did get a hint of twisted satisfaction from this.
But Cain wasn't one to get emotional at the important moments.
He walked with the sword in his hands, like an executioner. The Lucifer could do nothing but see his impending doom.
"So Long, Son."
"Indeed. So long, Father!"
Cain said as with a twisted smile filled with madness and impaled his father.
The Light Bringer entered Lucifer's mouth and went until it came out of his anus. And then finally got stuck in the ground.
Only the hilt of the sword was visible, with the rest of it going inside Lucifer's mouth.
"Fucking finally put a sword through his throat!"
Cain said in satisfaction.
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"It's been three weeks since Cain has gone into a coma, is he still not awake?"
Zeaira asked Grayfia, who was responsible for looking after Cain.
"There has been no sign of him waking up. Serafall has said his body is fine, until he breaks the mental block placed by Yahweh, we can't do anything."
The entire Lucifer clan was present in the living hall. Everyone was depressed, the most affected one was Lillith.
She believes that the current situation is her fault, if she hadn't asked Cain to make a talk with Rizevim, he wouldn't be like this.
Zeaira and the others had told her that it was not her fault, they explained that Cain would have lost regardless of her want.
But this made her lament her own weakness, what kind of mother can't even protect her own child?
Everyone was silent hearing Grayfia speak, and suddenly everyone heard the clacking of boots hitting the floor.
And the huge gate was pushed open by force and a man walked into the living hall.
"Why so depressed? It was a small power-up arc! That's all "
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