Wolf of the Blood Moon: A Blood Magic

Scarlet

Without hesitation, I expand my domains outwards. And not just my blood domain. But all of my domains. Meanwhile the Voided Overlord does the same.

Except I feel something strange about it this time around.

Like its domain is only targeting one thing.

Me. And everything to do with me.

My eyes narrow a little as I notice that the domain this time is only devouring my magic and my blood. It’s ignoring everything else it comes into contact with so that it can expand outwards much faster.

Well that’s not good.

I focus on matching it, trying to stop it from what it’s obviously trying to do.

To stop it from devouring my blood I have scattered across the universe.

I try hard to stop it, but with its domain spreading as it currently is, along with all the boosts in power it’s gotten since the start of our battle, I find myself unable to stop it. It’s just too strong.

So I change targets.

If I can’t stop it from devouring all the fail safes I left across the universe, I can kill it before it can finish.

Or at least, kill it before it can finish me off.

I stop focusing my domain on its own domain and instead surround the two of us entirely in my domain. Forming my domain into multiple spikes that I drive straight towards the Voided Overlord while at the same time flying in at it myself with my claws raised.

And the moment I make contact with the creature, the Voided Overlord itself raising its own claws to combat mine as spikes of void energy leave its body to combat my domain, a powerful wave that spreads across the entire universe results from the clash. But it doesn’t end like that. Instead I repeatedly attack it one time after another, slowly whittling away at the creature’s already collapsing body with each attack.

Meanwhile the creature devours every last bit of blood I have stashed around the universe. Every last bit of my personal DNA that I could use to revive with.

Stolen story; please report.

Until not a single drop remains.

But by this point, the creature is panting in exhaustion and only barely blocking my attacks.

Practically on death’s door.

It’s not the only exhausted one, though, as I find myself panting as well.

I, on the other hand, don’t have any wounds currently on me other than ones that are healing faster than a human can even see them.

We continue clashing, claws meeting each other one after another, my domain striking against its void energy and digging into its body, my Red Plague devouring it from the inside whenever it sneaks through its defense. All the way till its void domain returns, its job finished, and it clashes with my own domains from the outside.

I grit my teeth, feeling pressure from its domain slowly pushing mine back towards us. And feeling a bit of fear at the idea of possibly dying.

Because at this point I can’t revive anymore.

If I die here, I’m dead.

And I can’t come back.

I grit my teeth as I push as hard as I possibly can, using up every last bit of my mana and all of my Red Plague. Draining my own body to the point of emaciation due to the Red Plague leaving it. Creating a massive star-sized ball of Red Plague around the two of us that is repeatedly clashing with he void energy leaving the Voided Overlord’s body.

But my last ditch attack is working.

It’s pushing the Voided Overlord’s void energy back, and giving me time against its void domain as well.

By this point, the screens on Earth and Tartarus have all lost any sort of reception for our location, leaving the humans and demons holding their breaths. Simply waiting for the results.

But my focus remains entirely on killing this bastard as I roar out my pain. As I roar out my suffering. The stress I’ve dealt with all these years. The near death experiences. The anger. The loss.

The loneliness I experienced in my childhood.

The discrimination.

The regret.

Every last one of the feelings I’ve always kept tightly locked away.

I throw them all at the Voided Overlord with one loud roar mixed with a howl that resounds throughout the entire universe.

One by one, the Voided Overlord’s defenses fail. Its spikes of void energy, devoured by my Red Plague. Its claws slowly shattering from my own as mine regenerate from each blow. Its remaining scales being devoured by my Red Plague as my Red Plague leaks fully into its own body and ravages its insides.

At the same time, its void domain keeps pushing further and further back against my own domain. Slowly making its way towards me with every passing second.

The memories of everything that’s happened since as long as I can remember flash through my mind at a rapid pace.

Of my life at the orphanage.

Of my awakening to the System and becoming a Guardian.

Of meeting Tar.

Awakening as a half blood lycan half human.

Fighting my way through the ranking tournament at Lion’s Heart. Going through my internship there. Finding myself sent to Tartarus and learning about my family.

Fighting back to Earth, ending the war.

Everything.

It all comes rushing back to me as I roar at the Voided Overlord, the image of a massive blood red and black wolf appearing behind me. With the Voided Overlord screeching back at me with its own anger.

Then, all at once, everything comes to a close.

My Red Plague manages to pierce through the Voided Overlord’s brain and heart before devouring the rest of its body.

And the Voided Overlord’s domain finally shatters the edges of my own domain and begins to devour my body, only fading seconds after the Voided Overlord’s body vanishes entirely.

Leaving my consciousness growing dimmer and dimmer.

Until everything goes dark.