Requiem Of A Failed Hero



[ABYSS FLAME(SSS)LV.1]

- A black flame that is native only to the land of the abyss. A flame that can never go out until the caster wishes it to and will continue to deal 300 hit damage and 500 burn damage, altogether dealing 700 damage per second until it goes out.

Raith's lips spread from one ear to the other.

"Ah!!!! Try me!!" He shouted and raised both hands to the sky, the black flames began to swirl above him and grow bigger and bigger into a large ball of black flames.

He threw one leg to the front, tilting to the back as though he was going to fall– the posture of someone about to throw a javelin but he overdid it.

He plunged his whole body flinging the fire at the wyvern. Knowing what it was, the wyvern immediately countered with a breath cone of ice but unlike it expected– the fire burnt through the ice, melting it like real fire itself.

"No way! My Unique Ice cannot be melted, it is from the great source of Aerchè!"

The wyvern screamed as he watched Raith's abyss flames charge at him, before the fire reached him, he flew off the way but it was too late. It had caught his other wings, the one that was not yet perforated.

The wyvern tried to fly but suddenly toppled to the ground as though it had been hit by something very heavy.

With that slight distraction, Mok Jae-Hwa's helmet unfolded to release his face as he forced his legs out of the ice and darted for Sung Min who was kneeling, surrounded by the pool of his blood on the frozen ground.

"Hyung..." He mumbled as Mok Jae-Hwa reached him, sliding to his knee as he approached him.

"Sung Min..." Mok Jae-Hwa spoke his name with a breaking voice.

"Shit, I shouldn't have let you join." Mok Jae-Hwa said grinding his teeth in regret as he looked at the guy.

"This is not the end for me hyung. I can fight. Have you forgotten my berserker regenerative power?" Blood expunged from his mouth as he tried to giggle at Mok Jae-Hwa.

"Yes, yes, right. You still have that. You won't die right?" Mok Jae-Hwa's face was dark as he looked, he was still gritting his teeth as if he was biting his revenge.

"Hyung..." Sung Min called out his name.

"Yes Min, yes. I'm with you..."

"It's weird..."

"What is?"

"Usually, I'd be done healing by now...: Sung Min said, coughing out blood again, this time his body slowly fell forward as he could feel.his strength slipping away, but he fell on Mok Jae-Hwa, with his head resting on Jae-Hwa's shoulder.

"Wh-what do you mean? what is that?"

WHAM!!

Raith was sent tumbling past them. The wyvern rose and immediately slashed down its wing which still kept burning and was burning away its life force. It raised its long neck up and happen to see Mok Jae-Hwa and Sung Min whose back was mounted with several ice cones.

He laughed with a thick resonating tone that intimidated the wind.

"This ice is my Unique art, don't mistake it for magic. Soon the ice will begin to change color, by the time it changes color your friend would have no strength left and will die. A berserker's regenerative ability is gotten from their ridiculous strength, which is gotten in exchange for their sanity. Although I still think this one is like shit, I can't call him a real berserker... he is like a rip-off. He will die."

"That is simple..." The wyvern's gaze narrowed at Raith who had already recovered from the last blow.

"If your ice is the problem, then we should just pull it out."

"You can try that too. You will be killing him faster because the ice by now would have created roots deeply in his bowels."

Just as the wyvern spoke, the ice began to slowly take on a red color as if it was being filled with his blood.

Mok Jae-Hwa's eyes widened as he saw this.

"Min! Min!!"

The young man slowly closed his eyes, his eyes were already gloomy and void of life, dark beneath his lids and tears gathering at the base of his eyes and then streaming down on one eye.

Sung Min has been with Mok Jae-Hwa the longest and worships him because of the kind of person Mok Jae-Hwa had been to him.

Being an S rank, Sung Min was sort for everywhere but he was a violent kid who believed in the dark side due to the kind of sufferings he had gone through.

He was brought up in a Buddhist temple after his parents were killed by parents because hunters decided that they would go to a certain gate and abandoned the gate later killed his parents after a gate break. He hated hunters and wanted to kill them even though he was thought against that.

The day he finally awakened, he ran away from home with the wild hope of destroying the city and finding that particular hunter. He found that hunter and got beaten a lot, almost on the verge of death but was saved by Mok Jae-Hwa who challenged the hunter to a duel and demanded a sincere apology.

The hunter apologized to Sung Min despite being an elderly man after losing to Mok Jae-Hwa and explain how the situation was– it was to be expected, due to the small number of hunters that were available at that time, a large number of people such as himself suffered the same fate.

Having nowhere to go, Mok Jae-Hwa took in this wild teen and somehow they began to work together, and over the years, the wild Sung Min became a gentle soul that didn't mind dying if it was to protect his Hyung.

"Hyung..." Blood convulsed in his mouth as he tried to talk again.

Mok Jae-Hwa at this point was already crying so hard and bit his lips so the sound of his voice wouldn't escape.

They must not know what is going on from afar off. They couldn't see, he couldn't alert them like that, not when he knew that they will come running, and that just furtherly expose them to the danger of the wyvern.

"Tell... Yu...jin. sorr...y"

He struggled to spit those last words as the ice cones turned to scarlet and his gloomy and almost closed eyes lost the life in their pupils. His body immediately became cold and lifeless. He was in Mok Jae-Hwa's hands so Mok Jae-Hwa could blatantly feel it.

Sung Min is dead.