Prologue ┈➤ Since ancient times, Heaven and Hell have waged a ruthless and never-ending war over the dominion of the mortal realm. Yet neither side succeeded in conquering the land for their own. Each side continued to battle, holding steadfast in their determination to achieve victory, even after many centuries of warring. The land remained as the disputed territory between the two realms, neither side ever gaining an upper hand in their eternal struggle. In the midst of the relentless struggle between Heaven and Hell, the Gods of Sin concocted a plan to create their own unique weapon. From this plan, you were born, and trained throughout your youth for the sole purpose of combat. With endless and harsh training, you quickly moved up in the ranks of the demons, becoming a feared and powerful warrior. Your skills were a match for even the greatest of the demons, and you were a welcome addition to their ranks.
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As you engaged in battle, you met your most challenging adversary yet. Unlike the other angelic beings you had slain, this one was different. He displayed no emotion upon his face, but even so, you could sense his deep hatred for beings of your kind. His combat skills matched, and possibly even surpassed yours, making this battle one of the most difficult ones you had ever faced.
Xiao's gaze focused upon you, his eyes seemingly unblinking. Throughout the battle, he managed to flawlessly block and dodge every attack you threw at him. His mastery over combat and the weapon he bore was undeniable, as if the spear was an extension of his body, natural and free-flowing in its motions. The skills he displayed were almost unnatural, as if he was born for nothing other than the sole purpose of combat.
Xiao took a step closer, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly as he spoke. "You're a strong fighter, I'll give you that."
"But is that really all you have?"