For You This World I'll Destroy

Prologues

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—Arc I: Metaplasia of Time—

Obsidian Theater, December 1647

Magic is a miracle that destroys the world. From the womb of the miracle was born destruction, suffering and inequality that hurt many people's hearts. However, in a world that has no sky, magic is the only source of hope light that is firmly held by humans. Even though that light has soaked my place standing with the blood of innocents.

I tightly held the sword in my hand as I watched the white tree grow towered against the night sky with its branches of light. Its roots sucked ferociously into the surrounding blood lake, tearing down one by one the buildings and devouring them back into the ground. No one survived the touch of the tree.

“... We meet again,” my murmur stepped closer to the tree of light and slashed at the white roots that wanted to rain down on my body.

That white tree was Ideal White. The most perfect magic born by the fusion of the souls of the Hero and the Demon Queen. With its brilliant light, the magic had invited many poor souls to reach it. For legend has it that the power of Ideal White was able to grant any request of a Shir.

All of that is just a lie. Magic is just a comedy drama written by the gods who enjoy the misery of their creation. And I'm sick of being played with them.

My sword was broken by the wounds of a thousand and one wars that he went through. The roots of the light hit my entire body and strung it to the ground. I slowly felt all my blood being sucked by Ideal White, for the sake of her thirst for power.

As my eyes faded, a sweet illusion appeared in my mind.

“With this hand, I want to reach the blue sky.. And create a world that can accept you, Moon.”.

I opened my eyes and broke every root that hit my body. The hot flames burned all over my wounds as I ran, passing through the ruins of the city. My dagger claws threw out all the white roots that blocked my path until I finally jumped and stabbed the Ideal White with my hand. And from my hand came a darkness that stained the light of the tree.

“Sick? This is nothing with his suffering,” I said.

A red radiance scratched my eyes and changed the color of his jade to the red of the devil's eyes. The gold of my hair also lost its color to dull silver. My human form slowly disappeared, becoming a monster with a terrible smile.

A huge earthquake shook my body, along with hundreds of roots that tried to destroy my body. But no matter how much pain I feel, I'm all held back. Even though my legs are gone, even though my lungs have been destroyed, even though my heart has stopped beating.

“How many times have you prevented me, I won't stop!” it was my scream that poured all my blood and stained Ideal White.

A powerful force blew my body away and reduced it to dust. But the light of the tree was gone. Darkness replaced it, with black roses blooming around it. Red eyes emerged from the black rose and smiled at me who was drowning in a sea of blood.

I smiled and closed my eyes, letting the dimensional door devour my body into the new world waiting to be destroyed.

“While it must destroy a thousand worlds though, I will surely save you, Mentari. ”