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Part Nine: Bridge to the seventh Eden.

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The eyes of a demon were obsidian formed when an eternal flame was frozen in timeless shadow, a mirror to reflect perdurable horror. My horror. I saw within its eyes, the icy blue glow of mine. My wings grew limped as it pulled out its sword and my blood poured forth like liquid sapphire as lucid as the Aegean sea. He flung me through the gate. My body crashed into the bridge leading to the final Edenia ring. 
It was bloodshed from brutality raged between angels and demons, war between these divine beings and abominable things. The bridge shook and the sky flashed and burned as the havoc and massacre ensued. The other gate was not far, I dragged myself over the fallen trying to reach it. Suddenly, I felt the remnant light within me vibrated as an explosion erupted from the gate followed by a shower of bodies, demons and men! A silhouette moved in the haze. His face broke through the smog like a pale moon. He carried a light in his hands, fear in his sweat, blood in his footsteps, a crown on his head. "I", it was almost a whisper, he looked at me, "don't want this anymore." He fell to his knees before me. I watched his tears fall into his open palms from which vapors rose when the moisture touched the soul stone. 

"Take it pleeease. Make it stop. Make the dying stop. Pleeease..." 

How could this be? What new madness was this? My body ached as I reached towards it. My fingers touched its smooth surface and I perceived the signature power within. A thousand portals opened in my soul through which the grace of a thousand angels flowed. So I called to them:" The king is dying. Save him!" The connections broke with a jolt. He had pulled back his hands and the stone but his gaze was now skyward turned. I followed it. There were blue flashes everywhere as the angels materialized about us, the gathering for the last stand. They circled us, rings and rings around and above us, the shields of a thousand aureate wings, the azure gleam of a thousand angelic lours, the glistening edges of a thousand swords. Goodness left the world as all light faded to red and gold began to burn. The demons broke through their ranks with merciless fire. I felt their screams rather than heard them and in the inordinate chaos a dreadful hope opened itself inside me: "My king, the stone is dying. You are dying. Only you have the power to end this. When the bearer dies the power is lost. Our time is short, end this! You can reverse this." A glazed look came over his eyes and the light of the stone flicker. "Hurry!"

"I can reverse..."  The inferno had spread to the inner ring, the last defense. Hails of fire plummeted towards us from every direction as a sea of monsters darkened the skies. There was a celestial flash as a golden shield emerged to deflect the impact. Several angels fell, ones who were too weak from damage and  battle to sustain the devastation. The demons enforced their ammunition, set themselves a blaze as they release all their prowess of fire and hurled themselves into the shield. A hundred could not stand against the onslaught of a thousand demonic furies..."Hurry! pleease", I begged him... half of our defenders were gone..."They died for me", he cried..."Please!", I shouted at him...Twenty angels folded themselves over us...the light of the stone flared..."So much dead"...fire wiped golden faces and blacken blue eyes..."Da mortuorum aliam vitam!'' The world was wrenched apart!

When the white light cleared another nightmare swarmed the sky. Shadows, winged shadows with ferocious faces. They circled us like an impending threat, it was even more terrorizing that they did not attack. Everytime one flew close by I felt a hook pulled behind my navel. Guardians were on both sides. Somehow I had moved to the centre of the same bridge as in my vision. It was a vision, wasn't it? Again the bridge trembled. Two golden guardians were rushing towards me. Their arms raised and in an instant two spears of light crashed into a barrier surrounding me. The lich King appeared and pushed me to the ground. He swirled his fingers over his opened left palm, a white orb materialized, just as the guardians next spears exploded into our force field and the distanced closed the shield was dropped, he smashed his palms together. A great opening drove the winged beasts apart as if some massive force was invisibly expanding,then time sped up and the storm spread with much more violence and velocity extirpating all that were not within its eye, the calm and source, us. 

"Close their portals soul bearer! Fast!, or I will not be able to save you from this! We must enter the ring of the Overlord!
"What are those things?", I asked him. "Tartarians. Do not leave the bridge or they will take you. Close hell's doors and open heaven's or more than corrupted guardians will come through!" 

"Like me!" The Wight king flicked his hand and a fleck of light flew towards us.

"HURRY SOUL BEARER!" 

I was stupefied into stillness. I watched the fleck became a line like a vertical laser and again the creatures were parted moving out of the path of its threat where it seared the sky, ever coming towards us. The Lich King reciprocated. When the two beams met I was repelled by the clash. The magic within the stone became spasmodic as if it was warning me against the unleash of the this new chaos. So I folded my self into a semi-lotus position and opened my soul to the stone. The portals were opened by command, held by command and therefore, must be sealed by command. I faced the gate to the ring of the Overlord and searched for the memory of the angel I had possessed in another time.

My back was against the battle of the kings but being connected to the stone I could also fully comprehend the magnitude and ferity of the forces they were wielding, I never new souls could tremble until that moment!. I found him, or his memory and all the strength of my seventh sense was bent upon it. It was wrapped in layers of light each more devastating than the last. The protection was foreboding in strength such that I dared not try to penetrate the last barrier. Instead I synched my self to it so that it pulled me in. God! It was powerful. It set every fibre of my being on fire to bring back the divine command to the present. So I stood before the gateway and burned:" Ignis est minoris potestatis, my body rose from the bridge as it culminated, Abire enim lux!"

There was a cataclysm of madness! The black doors shut themselves on both sides like thunder then a blinding flash broke through them shattering them into pieces. Heaven's portals were opened.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" 
The rage of the Wight King was neutralized as the balance of powers tipped and one beam wrapped the other. An ocean of energy was seismically detonated. I watched the devastation spread like an angry deluge and only realized the agony of their claws in my flesh when we were well above the spreading havoc...
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wow again you do a fantastic job with these stories you should start posting them on beyond the art. you do so well and work hard on them i think you need more recognition!!