Warriors of light cuaght in a dark world.

Even if she told him, he wouldn't listen to her and do this own thing. For now, she'll have to figure something else out for him to understand how important this is. Even if she has to show him in another way for him to get it. True, Margret didn't fully get what goes on through his head but she figures it's all because of the hero experience. Either way, she hated it.

When the city defense soldeiers brought him to her she gasps as she saw him. He was covered in sewage but that was to be expected. What she gasped about were how many wounds he suffered. Yhe reason his power was so different was it was darker self centered. Niw she understood. Seeing him lole this he was focusing all his power on keeping himself alive.

As she reads his energy she notices he was still working even as he was sleeping. His immunities were super charged his cellular growth was maximized and blood production was keeping blood in his veins even with his wounds leaking.

She used a vine to sew his wounds shut and deliver medicine to help him. She was going to talk with him aboit getting hurt so much and fighting alone. When a spirit of light decended.

"Fear not heroic maiden this world is not abandoned for the two of you were chosen to save it. It touched them bith and she saw a rush of his thoughts as a jumble of images.

The thoughts and visions confused her that she only seems more confused about it. These visions and images were unlike anything she's seen before and it left Margeret thinking to how and what he seen so far. Wondering of the possible outcome of this and within his mind. She figures maybe he was over thinking about it and maybe he was just wrong about it. Knowing the outcome of it just leaves him pondering about it. He only seen and thought of so much that it leaves him over thinking things even if he is a hero.

"................."

"Your minds are think of the many possible outcomes but you shouldn't become worried..You shouldn't let you over think of the possible outcome my beloved. I will know another way and it will be okay. You both will understand very soon in time.." she said smiling towards him that Margeret looks down over thinking about it.

She saw his memories of his world a bleak desolate wasteland where only by the oower of his father were any towns or villages fed ot watered with clean food and water.

She saw him learn to raise a sword and it glowed shattering under his strength. She watche das he journeyed to find a weapon that wouldnt let him down. Shr watched as he asked for aid and no ine helped except to give him advice he didnt understand and had to make work anyways.

She watched as he saw his family butchered and his mother and sisters taken to never see daylight again she saw him take up a sword of light and carve through un coubtable monsters to save his remaining family only to see them ravaged and left to die.

She watched as he broke and his powers left him vunerable to the horde that violated his family. She watche das he was abused broken tormented mutilated and the fire never lef this eyes. His fate was worse tha thers becaue ehis spirit broke.

Then she saw him change. He glowed with his powers once more destroying the fortress as he shone more brilliant than a star. He took up a sword, forged for a giant, oit of the melted rubble and discocered it was unharmed.

She watched as he went to every village every fortress every town and no one would help him. No on ebelieved in him. He even began tl doubt himself...


She tried to stop the images theu were too much and her heart was aching to stop and help.

She was watching him walk alone up to the massed forces of the demon long from his realm and one by one group by group he slew them all. His movements were so precise that if he missed once he would be vunarabke to the entire army to kill him.

She watched a demonic bloodbath as his powers burned every thing that tried to get near to and the energy waves from his giant's sword turned all that touched it into ashes.

When he was surrounded by powerful he dought them in such a way that he would strike one dive towards a random one and strike them all insucha fashon. The constant changing targets and highly erratic movements keep these most powerdul waeriors at bay until one by one he kills them.

Then she saw it. The terrible dark form of pure evil. It was simialr to the one that bound her and tormented her but this battle wasnt a battle of wills like hers. it was a contest of strength power skill she watched as her heart was tugged for every wound he recived and kept fighting dealing similar wounds to his opponent.

Tricks didnt work he was too angry, overwhelming numbers didnt work he carved theough them. Summining other demons and monsters didnt help he carved through them to kewp foghting the evil one.

Then trickery of the worst kind. Anothee demon lord joind the fray. Breaking the standard rukes of travelling through the realms it was an incarnation of her demon lord. She remembered its power fading as it tormented her and that was when she had freed herslef and killed him.

She watched as he fpight both aiming onky for his own demon when he cut it through its empty heart and flooded it with light.

The creature it summined form another realm was badly weakened and its connnection cit off with the deathrattle of his demon lord.

The images stopped and she panted to process what she saw her moment to break free came because his demon lord broke the rules like this demon did only in a different way. She remembered hiw her semon sudsenly grew too weak to keep her bound and she brime free preserving her first time. The things she saw and the time frame shiwn matched along hers

She heloed him heal. "He doesnt know what he did for you heroic maiden all he knows is he fought 2 demon lords and 1 left wounded the other felled by his blade was destroyed. Your purpose here is ti slay demon lord of this realm for thw heeo who was destroyed unfairly. He knows this and is prepared to sacrifice his powers again for the same of everyone wben if he has to submit himself to the tormwnt once again he would.

"But that is too much..I didn't expect him to do that for me...to his mind being clouded by something." she mutters this under her breath from what he's been through. She didn't know what else to do or say but this leaves her feeling a sudden pain of her chest. Going through that and losing his family just made her feel more worried and upset about it.

"I understand your worry heroic maiden but trust me it's fine either way. He's grown in his own way and this leaves him already growing after a while. You will know the possible outcome of this either way so this should be alright for you...." he mutters quietly while seeing the front of her from everything. Wondering about everything just leaves her worried about it.

"........................."

She focused in helping him recover. He never knew about what he did for her and she wouldnt tell him. To bring back such painful memories easnt her way. She worked on him for an hour as the guardian spirit of this world restored their strength. He woke up seeing her sleeping on his leather tunic hee hands covering his scar that he got from the worst wound to his cheek. She was sleeping and more worn out than he was he fell back to sleep and the night passes.

During the night there were minor scuffles and skirmishes as infiltratirs worled to undermine lr spy on the defense. The footman and archers all did their jobs and none of the spies returned. The two sleep in confirt and safetly recovering and increasing their strength for the struggles to come.

They woke up with a start as the first of new stronger seige engines begins pounding in the walls. They both looked around then at eachither and they realize she was sleeping on top of him and she was comfortable doimg so. He guessed she was protecting him but she knew it happene whole she was sleeping. Her body must have moved on its own.

Another thundering boom made them forget their next thoughts and cries of anquish and pain rise up as boiling pitch was poured over the side the operators of thebattering ram crashing on the gate. The monsters were no where to be seen making it easier for the archers to pick off enemy troops and the footman were working on shoring up the walls to take more of a beating.

She was careful to expalin how he got there and that she met the guardian spirit of this world. He nodded and was insoecti g his body. Shw squeaks and turns her head blushing red as he strips to examine his form. No other scars from this encounter were there and she saw the scars of his torment. Hers were in he rmind his were in his muscles and heart. He ignored her reaction completed his inspection the. Dressed again.

"N-never do th-that ag-gain without warning m-me!" She said srill hiding her face as it burned red with thr image she couldnt get out of he rmind now.

"Sorry. You heal really good i think some of my scars from my first realm are healed now how did you do it?" He asks and she gulped trying to regain hee composire.

"I used my magic to replace the scarred cells with new ones. Just.. please.. give me a few minutes to get ready ill be behind you shortly" she said and he nodded leaving the rest area to speak with the generals.

She panted and focused he rmind blocking out the heat that was pushing at her. When she gained herself she went to join him.

The generals were going over casualty reports and defense strangth when she entered

"....And the gate wone last more than a few hours of this." The lord had stopped being a big baby and was actually acting like a real man now he nodded at the information. And spoke out

"Then we need to recruit a strike force to disabke these new engines. Their spellcasters are not going to make it easy and the monsters seem to have abandoned the attack."

"No... they will be tuneling under the walls" she heard and then she decided to say something

"If they tunnel under the walls they will weaken or destory the foundations. That will bring them down." And the geneals agreed and sent messengers to the coordiantion group anout watching the dungeins and sewers for monster activity.

She kept her eyes on the monitor or guessed from what is happening right now. Knowing the possible outcome of how things are right now. It wasn't easy right now and it left her worried about it either way. She already was thinking about it. However, this leaves Margert wondering what is going on right now or happening at the moment.

"......."

She only feels more sadden at the thought of this that she was wondering how things will go after some time. Maybe she will hope for the best as Andrew was ready to go to help when he can. So far they will have to wait and see how things will go after a while with this sudden mission.

"Maggie are you alright?" She jumped when Andrew used a name that was deeply personal and no ine ever used before. She shook her head and looked at him.

"I hate this... i feel trapped andrew. I want to end this quickly but i dont know how without killing the humans." He nodded and held out an arm.

"Thats always hard. The trick is to maim if a man is mained and unable to fight most times he wont. Veey few will stand up to someone who removed a nearby mans arm or leg without hesitation. They would fwar for their lives unkess they are a true leader." She looked at him in horror tha rhe would say that.

"That would mean making their hime lif eunbearabme or the family." Was he serious?

"Yes but they wouldnt lose him completely like death would bring. Its a small mercy but only mercy allowed in war..." he waa so much darker inside than she guessed but sparing lives was what she wanted. This wasnt a game. This wasnt safe or fair this was a war for the whole realm to know peace.

"This is...this is crazy. How in the world is this even possible.." she whispered thinking about it but this leaves her wondering about it. However, the possible outcome just means something else after a while. Maybe in another way, she was over thinking about it or at least trying to figure out what is happening.

"...*Sighs* Maybe we can think of something else...I just.."

"Maggie...it's fine......" he said her name again but she glared at Andrew that he sees her anger but then looks down as they think about it.

The generals were shocked nit 8nly had he reduced the numbers of the soldiers but he did so without fatalities. It was then that the generals came up with an idea.

"Go out. If you are truly serious anough dismemberment would make anyone think twice about attacking in the future" the geneals agreed and andrew was less eager to fo out again.

"We need to make sure we dont over do it." He said and she glared at him an envoy came from yhe enemy leader to the lord. The lord read it and turned white.

"They want our surrender or the villages will be laid to waste. If we dont. " that made both margeret and andrew worry and he grew more eager to end this seige before any soldiers could be sent to a village. She saw him turn moving as light would he was going off on his own but this time she followed. Her own aura was shnning as she moved faster than ligjt as he did.

They had ni choice but to end this siege this day by maiming the himans and lilling the enslaved monsters.

"We need to do what we need in order to make this work....so don't hold back everyone. That goes for you both too." He said to Mageret and Andrew as they nod without saying after a while. Either way, he was just thinking about something about the time. This just wonders about what will happen even now.

He and she both flashed to the enemy lines and began their dirty work.they held back because himans werent the enemy, monsters were. They maim and do not kill the humans and any monsters that attacked were destroyed and spellcasters use various magic on them. The spells were too discordant and few actually survived to reach them. The few that did were so weak they had no effect. They shined with light frightening the weakminded causing them to flee in terror of death or dismemberment.

The groups with monsters would see the monsters destroyed and flee as well. Soon it was down to the evil warriors mages and clerics as well as the monsters who spawned the others. All had magic gear that raised their abilities proportionally to their ability to control their skills.

They fought the two and since the two had simple weapons or gear with minor enchantments it seemed they were too weak to defeat the collected leaders of the seige the fight was an even one and a true challende for th3m both.

This leaves the others wondering what is going on for the moment. Knowing the possible outcome is just going to become even more curious. Maybe in another way this will prove something. Knowing after some time, the monsters could be growing afraid...or maybe not. That was unknown for someone either way.

As they fought she noticed certain enchantments or virtues inlaid with their gear and it was giving her idea for her own forging. This mau have been a tough fight but she was seeking to expand her skills of her craft. She preferred being a smith more than a hero. They fought and eventually the humans were killed.


They would lose a limb and keep coming back for more until he beheaded them. The horror that hit his face and hers was staggering but they had no choice. These were no longer willing to be human. Their armor made them feel no pain nor fear. It did not give them extra protection like her skills could. It just turned them into something close to a monster. The monsters they saw were a true kingslime with a crown and a mantle both were enchanted to produce endless slimes in the crown and the mantle seemed to make its surface metal.

It bounded up and the 4 that it spawned were metal also. It couldnt control them because it wasnt a true metalkingslime. The otber was a vampire monster. They could not turn people into monsters tbey suck blood and offer it to their master to please him. Their rainment was enchanted to prot3ct sgainst fire sunlight and somehow that made them abke to withstand their weaknesses. She remembered the protection agaisnt fire virtue and realized she could do better with it as she went afte the vampire.

The metal slimes were impossible to damage without hitting them in their single unknown weakspot. Meaning you had to survive and attack everywhere to find it. He could mark their metal surface and the nature of these slimes were such that the wounds did not heal. Any damage if possible was perminate. They contained vast ammounts of power and when the first little one was broken open they both felt their skills and strength become more refined and a surge of victory pushed them faster.

The clerics were desecrating the ground to summon something while the spellcasters peotected them. The warriors were getting in the way and by now he was cutting them down. Every human death was an unimaginabke weaight on his soul.

She was hoping for something either way but this makes Margaret worried about the battles ahead. She sees the others just minding their own that it shows something going on later on. They see Andrew fighting as much as possible but this leaves him more worried about it. The slime monsters were already trying to grab what it can but she was worried about what is happening.

She broke one open and it too burst into light further increasing their strength and speed. She began to notice it was a permanent increase.

The clerics and spellcasters begin chanting an encantation and dark forces begin to coalesce. First darkness with tiny points of evil light. The warriors were dead and he picked some peices of their gear off and traded them for his own. She saw the kingmetalslime leap at him to crush him under its immemse weight and smother him with its semi fluid mass.

She was trapped unable to stop it from happening she even tried to defy the force holding her and it caused her pain to do so and the voice of the spirit warned her. "The ritual you must stop the ritual or the demon lord will be summoned and you will die."

The metalkingslime or whatever it was squished flat then broke apart. Underneath andrew had held his sword up at the bulk peicing it so deeply that its hide was unabke to take the blow. Once again light flooded them both and increased their speed and strength. They were 4x as strong as before now and the metal slimes lost their coating and fled.

She was trying to figure something out but hopes to try and stop something. Either way, this leaves her more worried now. Knowing the possible outcome was just as shocking. She already was growing worried about this that it leaves her thinking of ways to try stopping this. Or at least figure something else out later on. If the ritual was not stopped, it was over.

As she hesitated time was running out. The dmarkness had formed a solid shape in body but formless and powerless for the moment. He was still readu and chatged after the spellcasters.

"What are you doing take out the clerics?" He shouted above the chanting as it grew to a fevered high pitch and volume. He hoped his shout snapped he roit of her mind and spurred her into action as he dodged spell after spell.

She shook her head trying to figure something out but this leaves her worried about it.

The chanting rose to a fever pitch and he couldnt get to thw ritual before the smoke coalesed into a mutant form. The spell was botched and rhe altered form was the result of the different images the spellcasters had in mind while performing the ritual.

Outraged at the failed summoning the demon lashed out with its limbs and killed those that summoned it. It sinced the two and saw she was the one who couldnt act and it went for her next. It had no legs but was a mass of organs and faces sureounded by tentacles. It wasnt the demon king bjt it wasnt much weaker.

She wa caught and bound tightly trapped as she ws in her world. He was running to save her when the creature lashed out. It diveded ita attention between humiliating her and exploring her body under her clothes and attacking him. He blocked and parried cutting off tens of limbs. More spawned and she squirmed panting as the ones hokding her wrapped her breasts and body too tight. It was forcing her to take an embarrasing pose using her as a doll... for now.

Marget tries breaking from from the hold but this makes the binds tighter to cause her to wince. She tries to struggle or at least work on breaking free but nothing was working at the moment. Everything was going way too fast that she was already working with fixing this or getting away. The monsters still held her tightly that they wouldn't let go but only tightens up.

It was happening fast. No time to think no time to rest. This was his life before. She felt her sensitive areas touched and cries out. She hated how it felt but the effects of her previous captivity sent her eyes glowing with lust. The mark in her eyes shone bright as the fog filled her mind.

The spirit of light left her unable to keep her safe on its own and focused its power ob him. He cut and weaved then a fireball the size of his fist flew from his hand catching the creature in one of its hidious maws.

"I CHALLENGE YOU TO SINGLE COMBAT FOR THE GIRL UNLEASH YOUR TRUE FORM AND FIGHT ME COWARD ELSE BE CHASED FOREVER IM THE DEPTHS OF HELL AS KRAVEN AND WEAK!"

His voice was not jhst his own. It was also the spirit of light. The force of that voice made the creature shudder. It couldnt refuse a challenge but it was loathe to just let anyone defame it as such. The force of his vocie cut through the fog in he rmind and gave her some clarity of thought he kust challenged a demon to ente rthe world in its true form to face it. But not only that he did it for her and her sake.

The demon had to let her go to answer the challenge... i will not describe the horror that took form. It was a creature beyond the void beyond time and not bound by mortal flesh.
A continuously shifting fluidic form that cpuld enter your mind and rip away your soul if let in. The faceless mass protruded a constantly changing number of tentacles where its face shoyld be. 10 40 32 45 1 3 18 and they never stopped moving.

He raised the sword, the weapon she crafted and she knew it was no match for a force that could send a spirit of light out of her a heroine. There was a flash as their oposing forces clashed between them. His light representing fire light hope courage and order.

The creature its darkness representing ice darkness dispair cowardice and chaos.

The area crackled with lightening as thwir oposing wills and powers clash and they vanish. She eas pulled into the battier and bound in chains. This was a space whwre powerful forces could duke it out witbout causing damage to the world outside the barrier.

The demon was trapped in this and it didnt like to be trapped. It was some sort of justice that it was backed into a tiny corner of nothingness for a fight to claim its prey. He and she both looked differnet here. He shone wearing some sort of armor tjat glowed witb a white hot intensity birning tje darkness.

She was armored as well but it was cracked and dim like it hadnt been used and left to rot. He rown light was tainted the monsters of her past. Sje went over wjat japoened and asks the spirit why sje cant help.

"It is because you failed to act that such a creature was brought into the world. It is neither demon nor mortal but a being that dwells outside the realms in the void. Nkt even demons would harness the power of such a creature." She later learned it was called an outsider. And extra planar being bent of consuming all souls energy and matter to satisfy a never ending hunger.

She wanted to find some way to break free from this. However, that just leaves her more worried about things. Knowing the possible outcome of all this just makes her worry later on. The thought of the monsters already roaring out wanting the leader to win but Margret was trying to break free that she was wincing from the force of darkness. It was powerful that it left her afraid. Seeing Andrew fighting only worries her more.

What held her wasnt darkness. It was the space they were in. She was isolated and immobile to prevent her from interfering with the fight. It was created to hold the outsider to its word by the spirit of light. As shr waited and watched slowly the spirit was working to restore her own spiritual armor.

The creature was furious and struck first. Andrew raised a white hot sword and the light of the blade cut through the form racing at him like butter. The limbs that were severed evaporated the flesh connected to the creature boiled away. It was lashing out but the light was burning hot and it was unable to hurt him. Like nothing he destoryed this form.

When the form was destroyed a new one took shape from the remains. The creatures will rebuilt its true body and wisps of unlight gather. This creature ate light and spun darkness or unlight out of it. It was angrier srill trapped and now its true form and ability was revealed. It could be hurt now.

She heard no words but saw them speaking back and forth. "He is defiant of its choice for your fate" the spirit said " it is cursing him and the circumstances that led ot to be trapped in a place that it cannot escape."

They rush at eachother andrew using his sword as the light faded from it. The meet and the mighty blows shake the boundary of this space. He parried and struck while the outsider lashed at evey opening. This was nothing like foghting a demon lord. Light would help in this fight it was a handicap. He was increasing his speed and learning how to keep up with the creature. High blows low blows. Soon he was matching the creature and it looked terrified if it could feel such a thing.

It tries to get closer and fight this human like best. However, Andrew was already holding his ground to make sure things don't go over board. He didn't want to lose to him and yet this was something else. The possible outcome of this fight that it started to make him already hold his blade in a tight grip while looking more.

Margeret kept looking at him that she didn't say much but only remained silent after some time. She wanted to help him but that seems to be the opposite of the thought.