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      The dark elves looked from me to Angelestia. They began to hiss at us in their language. I couldn't understand it, but Angelestia seemed to be intrigued by what they were saying.

      "You can understand them? How the hell... nevermind. Let's just kill these elves before they are able to perform the last sacrifice to ressurect their goddess."

      I ran foward, and had the two blades dug deep into the throat of the dark elves on each side of the one in the middle. I let go of the blades, and watched the two bodies fall to the ground, blood sending a geyser from their cut blood vessels.

      "So, you still Mr. Badass? Gonna ressurect your goddess, eh? I don't think you're gonna be able to do that anymore. You really fucked up this time."

      I grabbed the left cheek of his face with my right hand. I held his body still with my left hand, and slowly started to pull away with my right arm. There was a release of pressure, and blood started to run down his neck. He screamed in pain from his flesh being torn from his body so slowly. I smiled at the sound of his suffering. I jerked my hand away, and ripped the rest of his face off, sending a shower of blood everywhere as he screamed for mercy. I reached down and slid one of the blades out of the necks of one of the dead bodies. I was about to finish him off, but there was a sudden shaking in the ground that threw me off of my feet.

      I watched as a great hole opened beneath the dark elf, and he was engulfed in flames. The flames grew higher, and detached themselves from the rest that were spewing from the hole. They landed in front of me and began to take a shape. I watched as the flames settled into a form, and I saw Lucifer staring at me when they had completely died down. He was 7'5" with solid black hair that ran down to his waist. he was dressed in a purple robe of priests, with gold trim around the edges of it. His crimson wings were folded behind his back. His eyes were a silver color, and they seemed to pierce into my soul as he stared at me. He spoke, and his voice sounded like a mix of rushing waters, and blades hitting each other.

      "So Nanashi, you thought you could escape from my grasp? Let me tell you something you little fucking worm, no one escapes from hell. I don't care if I have to rip your soul apart to take you back, you will not escape. I have controled everything that has happened to you so far, and I'm not going to give that up now."

      At the mention of him controling everything, I felt every bit of hatred build up in me. He was the reason I had went through such pain. He was the reason I had never gotten to see what a real life was. He was the reason I was who I was now. The aura of hatred returned around me, and was stonger than ever before. I could see the barrier of reality and hell beggining to crack as the bolts of hatred lashed out.

      "Nanashi stop it! You don't know how powerful he is. If you fight the ultimate evil, you will die. Please, don't do it."

      I was ignoring Angelestia, this was my one chance for revenge, and I wasn't about to let it go. I saw Lucifer move all of a sudden, and stike Angelestia in the right side of her face.

      "Shut up you fucking bitch. I don't need anyone to tell how powerful I am. You'll be the first to die here."

     When I saw him strike her and threaten her like that, I couldn't hold it back anymore. I yelled in rage, and the barrier to hell was broken. The sky darkened as the demons flew out of the newly opened rift. The hatred was building even more, and my wings appeared to be set aflame. I ripped the other blade from the other dark elf's neck. I turned and faced Lucifer, my eyes glowing with anger and hatred. He reached under part of his robe, and produced a sword that was 6' long and surrounded by a black flame. I was trying to figure out how he had concealed a sword of such length like that, but he flicked his wrist and revealed that the sword was made of many segments.

      "So Nanashi, you think you can beat me by bringing my own realm here? I should thank you for being so generous and kind to me, especially after what I've done to you for the past 17 years. In fact, I'll let you have some fun before I kill you. Demons, tear him apart and devour his soul. Leave nothing at all of him."

      I saw the sky completely darken as the demons came together and started their downward descent towards me. I raised my left hand.

      "Move another inch, and hell will be a relief for you, you fucking bastards. You think you intimidate me with your wings and fangs? Well I got wings of my own, and these arms are ten times worse than any fangs you fuckers have. Now go back to hell, this is between me and him."

      I watched the demons stop at first, as though they were thinking it over. They just sat there even longer.

      "I said to get the fuck out of here before I make hell look as a relief to you, you fucking morons."

      I saw the demons scatter out as they returned through the rift that they had reached this realm with. I looked back to Lucifer. He simply smiled at me.

      "My, my, my, you are very determined, are you not? I've never had anyone that could make my own demons defy my command. This should be a fun fight."

      With that, he expanded his crimson wings and flew into the sky. I explanded my black wings and followed him, both the blades in my hands. We reached a height far above the woods, and hovered there for a minute.

      "Lucifer, normally I would have told someone that pissed me off this much to go to hell. But seeing as how I'm about to obliterate your soul from existense, and any souls that you decided to absorb to make yourself seem stronger, I don't really know where to tell you to go. Oh well, I'm tired of seeing your face. Ready to finally die after over 20,000 years?"

      He was enraged at my words, and flew at me full speed with his sword ready to run through me. I shot foward towards him, blades ready for attack or defense, to start the end of his reign...