"Lord Asgard didn’t fail," Seer said.
Ryuk paused, slowly turning his head to look at him.
"Every light has its dark, and the same is true for Power.’
"Its dark, inescapable side is arrogance, which is fine, until it makes you jump to wrong conclusions..."
SHRIIIIIIING!
The sound of a katana leaving its sheath echoed through the Void, revealing a fine 1.2-meter blade.
But this time, Seer didn’t immediately attack him.
He let go of the sheath, letting it fall into the endless dark, and stepped forward, instead
Zayra didn’t follow.
She moved back instead, as though giving him and Ryuk space.
"I told you I’ve been looking forward to this day for a long, long time, haven’t I?" Seer said and then began to transform.
From a height of just two meters, he grew taller, soon reaching ten meters.
But to the current Ryuk, that was still shorter than his claws.
Divine white light flared around him, coalescing into the shape of a samurai’s armor, along with a white helmet that settled on his head.
His blade lengthened continuously, until it stood nearly twice his own height, glowing white runes trailing across its surface.
"They call me Seer. Seer, the Sword Peak."
He took a step forward, and the Void beneath his feet turned milky white in colour.
That whiteness spread rapidly, surging toward Ryuk.
It passed through him and continued for nearly a kilometer at his other side before halting.
Seer was gone.
There was no sound of a sword being drawn.
No slash, only the white glow, and yet when Seer straightened at the other end of the coloured void, and turned back, he was just in time to see a massive limb fall away, cleanly severed in two.
"Interesting," Ryuk growled, staring down at one of his own legs.
Even covered in those impenetrable scales, it had been sliced cleanly through as if it were butter.
The wound glowed with a halo of white light that spread rapidly, consuming half the remaining stump and turning it into drifting white ash.
This was seer: A single slash of his sword, and his enemies would vanish into white ash.
But not Ryuk.
In an instant, the white motes turned dark, corrupted by an unknown energy, and from the stump,
VROOOOM!
The Void shook as another limb erupted outward.
A slit tore open across Ryuk’s back, two massive wings unfolding in an instant, and his serpentine eyes fixed upon Seer, who stood ready with his sword in a knight’s guard.
"I am coming," Ryuk announced, and with a single flap of his wings, he was gone.
A colossal claw tore out from the Void, and Seer’s blade flashed forward, erasing space itself.
Ferocious energy burst outward, as claws and sword clashed insanely, neither giving an inch.
WHIIISSSTLLLE
But when he turned his head, another claw was already snaking through.
With a powerful push, Seer forced Ryuk’s strike back an inch, then immediately unleashed three arcs of sword light, driving the massive claw even further away.
He spun, cleaving downward toward the second claw, severing it cleanly from Ryuk’s arm.
Yet another claw surged from the side.
And another.
And another.
In the blink of an eye, four monstrous claws burst from the Void, encircling Seer from every direction before slamming forward with a force strong enough to shatter a lower world to smithereens.
"Guardian Vanguard."
Seer stood upright, his sword raised before him, with its edge pointed to the skies.
His eyes shut tight, his hair whipped wildly in the raging winds.
In the next instant, his eyes snapped open—hollow white, with the image of a glowing sword gleaming deep within their depths.
"Evergone Slash."
KAAAABOOM!
The crash of all four claws detonated like worlds colliding, their sheer force ripping the Void apart.
They hammered down on Seer, grinding him into nothingness as the abyss itself quaked under the impact.
A halo of white light erupted from within their grip.
It flashed in an arc across each claw, and golden-blue blood splashed through the Void as the massive claws were reduced to a thousand fragments.
And when the light cleared, Seer remained, unscathed.
His sword hung at his side as he walked forward, each step turning the dark Void itself white.
Step by step, he closed in on Ryuk, and a full breath later, the space by Ryuk’s neck turned white.
A sword arc curved violently through the Void, racing for his neck.
Ryuk twisted, his maw opening wide, as a colossal ball of white flames was conjured in their depths.
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!
Space itself was torn apart. Black holes convulsed into being, only to collapse instantly.
Entire fragments of existence shattered as a violent pillar of dark energy blasted forth at Seer, who also flashed forward with speed.
His hands jerked backward, then once again thrust his sword outward.
"Guardian Vangurad: Absolute Severment."
The blade cut into the beam, and where it passed, existence was split into two.
It carved forward unrelentingly like a path through a raging torent, continuing onwards towards Ryuk’s neck.
But they never reached him,
BAAAAAAAAANG!
CREAAAAAAAAK!
A powerful collision rang out as a titanic claw slammed into Seer’s back, hurling him downwards with a sickening crack.
He formed a blazing trail of white blood spraying violently from the wound as his body tore through the Void.
He tumbled down for nearly a hundred thousand miles before finally coming to a halt.
When he lifted his head, disbelief filled his glowing sword eyes.
Standing in the distance was no longer one dragon, but two.
And then, before his gaze, the Void rippled again, and out stepped another dragon, and another, and another, until there were five colossal dragons, each radiating the same overwhelming aura, with all locking their eyes onto him.
"What... what is this!?" Seer muttered in shock.
A cloning art?
He had seen countless imitations.
He knew clones were usually weaker than the original, at most half their true strength.
The strongest he had ever encountered was one who could create a single clone equal to his full power. And even then, no more than two.
Yet here stood five.
They didn’t even bother with words.
The five pairs of colossal wings spread wide, and what followed was...nothing.
No sound, nor light.
Nothing at all, and yet, it was everything.