The Animagus: From Hunter to Monster-Chapter 113: Imprisoned (2)

The sky is often described as the collector and giver of energies, while the earth remains the generator and consumer of energies. In this sense, every element on earth evolves into diffusion, merging with the sky's elements to form a dissection of energies before returning to the earth.

Subsequently, and in revolution, this process seems to repeat itself.

But on this day—

On that day, an unusual had happened.

Instead of tidal waves, there was a water vortex. Instead of a tremor, there was an eruption. Instead of infernal high-resolution heat, there was an unwavering flicker of yellow embers.

The sea, land, and fire elements of the Earth had all gathered their attributes into manipulative energies to engage the incoming force.

Things did not unfold as usual. Rather than being a mere collector, the sky suddenly generated its own energy and directed it towards the earth.

It traveled in a linear formation, its whirling hurricane form exuding a distorting force accompanied by intense gravity.

The sheer combined energy of the earth elements seemed not to wait for the descent of this incoming energy, as they erupted upwards into the air.

BOOM!

The clash was formidable, accompanied by the sudden change that ensued.

The vast expanse of earth, once naturally occupied by trees, was cleared, leaving a void entity as space. The entire environment had suddenly turned white, as if the sky had lent its color to the space.

Water flood came, swirling in its vortex, in this white entity. But there was no food, no victim, so it showed off and disappeared.

Waves of fire shambles took its own turn, conceding heat that will dry a wet leave up, even at hundred meters away from it. But, like water, it died down.

In turn, was earth. It came in hurricane form, rotating debris speedily in its pinned axis, before making its own move. And yet, the energy died down immediately.

And— BOOM!

The white void had exploded.

Water vortex travelled in the form of snakes, performing osmosis on land, before finally finding a domain where it rested majority of her members—forming a lake.

The fire shambles, assembled themselves into one, shooting high into the sky before forming the sun.

Earth had dominated the expanse of the space, accumulating a higher percentage of the domination.

So, there can be life again.

And there was life.

Migrants from parts of the four surrounding countries of this extremely large expanse had gathered, and started to develop it into becoming a country.

It took moments. It took time. But they got there.

It was at this time, and due to the collective views from these migrants to form an indelible effective intelligence that they realized; this part of the universe they had inhabited was different from the countries around the globe. This part of the universe resonated and pulsed with energy.

And what are the energy controllers collectively called? Mages.

In that case, the country was given the name Guchen, which means the fusion of old and new energy.

***

Dark energy simmered from all directions—north, south, east and west, soaring high into the air.

The yielder of this dark energy was no other person than Minshi.

"Minshi?"

The energy had come in four different long strands of black utter, shover hovering into the nothingness of the atmosphere.

In contrast, a heavy lightning shot had separated into four different fire tendrils, speeding towards the long strands of dark energy.

The wielder of this power was Xan Shu.

"XAN SHU! Die!!"

Minshi thundered, running towards Xan Shu where he stood, with his sword in slant position by his side.

On the other hand, Xan Shu had his eyes shut, his two hands clamped upon each. His index fingers standing out, rubbed against each other as he muttered. "Come on, now!"

Swifff! Swifff!!

Two swords, from no where whoozed past his ears targeted at approaching Minshi.

The sword, which Minshi gripped tightly in a slant position, got engulfed with black energy. He halted to a slide, striking his sword horizontally.

A wave of the simmering energy on the sword gushed out, hitting the two swords sent to him by Xan Shu.

Before disorientation of the sword, Xan Shu had leaped into the air, grasping the two swords, and with steady air stance, and lowly descent, landed the attack on Minshi.

"Clank!"

The two swords hit that of Minshi, who used his might to nullify the attack while it was still incoming, and had failed.

Thrown off-balance, the force that emanated from the clash had sent him some distance backward.

"Pu--- blood?"

Minshi vomited blood, a proof that the strike from had great effects.

At this point, Minshi gazed at a distance where he halted, from the dark energy which was suddenly and gradually consumed by those small tendrils Xan Shu had initially sent.

"At this point, I'm weakened. I shall esc—" Minshi muttered to himself, caught in between speech by the surprise before him.

Xan Shu had suddenly strikes the ground, sending ripples of yellow-like tendrils towards Minshi. In the same vain, he had his hands spread out, gradually lifting as four corners wall seemed to obey the command, from beneath the ground.

Minshi was sort of fast. He transformed into shadows and made to escape.

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Xan Shu immediately hovered his hands in the air, gathering energy as he jammed his hands together with quick precision. With his eyes closed, he prayed:

"Xan Tang, may my essence become the light that guides you. Walk forward, and never look back."

And with this, he finally said, "To the grave dump"

Immediately he said this, he released his jammed hands.

What seemed to be a small orb of energy which had formed from his concentration of mana power had suddenly evolved into bigger balls, and even, more bigger balls before it exploded.

All that was seen, was a flicker of smoke which left through the dark burst of what had just happened.

***

Besides the graveyard, was seated a boy, Xan Tang. He sat on his legs crossed across each other, with his hands brought to the Amen format.

He was adopting the traditional Cultivation position.

He had to give it a try, although it looks like a pointless effort. His gate of energy had been sealed, some years back, making it impossible for him to be able to cultivate.

Some years back, he had overseen the death of the Emperor of Guchen. Since this didn't work, people tagged him a Harbinger of Failure anywhere he went to.

The Emperor, as punishment, had forced Xang Tang's father, to close his gate of energy. The Emperor further explained that if he was allowed to go with his gate of energy open, he might be a huge thread to delusion.

And due to this reason that he can't make use of his gate of energy, he was limited to a lot of things.

Losing hope, he stood from the ground about to round up and leave before he saw what made his eyes flicker.

"Another—"

But, before he could mention more words, he got absorbed into darkness.

After countering one of his attacks, the figure plunged its elbow into his side, sending him halting a short distance away.

'Not only does it counter my moves, it seemed to have my every move in mind.'

*Your mind should stop acting weaker than your physical. Do not plunder with your thoughts, prove yourself with your might. Or are you reclaiming to my fact that you're weak?*

The boy sighed. He wasn't not going to fall for it's words this time. 'Wait, why didn't I think about it?'

*Because you are numb.*

'So, it reads minds too. Meaning, this is merely an illusion of myself,' the boy realized.

*No, that's not true. I am who I am. I am my own self.*

The figure said, against the boy's thought, but the boy was no longer paying attention to the blabbings of the figure.

'So, it means I have been engulfed into a world of illusion. But, if that object was the Route— no way. It is the route. The fact that the announcements had shown in the sky proves it.'

'What possible solution can I use to break out of this eternal domain? Surrendering is not an option, now that I have started.'

However, the figure was still persistent with its advice.

*The only way out is through fighting. Fight your way out, don't be a weakling.*

It seemed the boy has sworn not to listen to any sound coming out from the his illusion, the figure. The question ringing in his minds were "How do I get out?"

'I only wish my pair would survive his or her own ordeal,' he prayed. Knowing full well that being able to connect with a fellow survivor through this route was not solely dependable on both of them.

If one can make it, the other will surely be alive.

The boy began to hit himself steadily, while his short sword slipped off his hand falling to the ground.

*Nooo!!!*

His illusion screamed, and at that point, the announcement appeared again.

[Connection Succeeded.]