In the Barren Wastelands where till the horizon in any direction there is no living being, on land there is only Stone and Skeletons of big Monsters which is on brink of collapse standing fallen on the Barren Wastelands suffering rain and storm for years.
In a moment from the horizon darkness started emerging and cold wind started blowing in no time the whole Sky blends to darkness with a loud thunder that electrocuted the whole world rain started falling. As the rain started something else also started somewhere in the Barren Land. In the lifeless and silent world, suddenly screams and weapons clashing noise started spreading. A large Troop of solider floating over the land, of different ethnics surrounding a single person in Black, started fighting. The man in black didn't flinch from his place and the other party is attacking him one by one, the man using some strange weapon in black swinging here and there and scattering the solider into dead meat pieces.
Some are huge,
some are strange,
some are black,
some are white,
no matter how they are who they are, with time the war comes at end with a vast amount of destruction in the waste land that changes the geography of this place, many caters appears on the land many boulders crushed to debris. Nothing remains as it was before, but the surrounding came back to be still and lifeless again.
After the chaos resides a 6 feet tall man kneeling on the ground holding a black broken branch as a support, his heart beating like some explosive bomb blasting again and again getting masked by the falling rain. The sky is dark and rain making the whole world blurry and near invisible. In the barren wasteland there is no movement except the falling rain and a silhouette of a man with all his covering and breathing lightly but deeply. His body covered with blood and in the surrounding thousand of corpses lying of different type of species. All dissected, smashed into meat paste or blasted there limbs apart only death is prevailing all around and the land is all covered with bloody water. In some split seconds there's a flash of light and sharp and hard sound prevails and then again all still and silent. After a while the rain stops and the sky get cleared and the silhouette of the man became more clear more refined more visible. A refined and trained body with clear muscle cuts on his hand skins and he wore a torn up black fabric from which big cuts are visible, the blood already stopped flowing from these cuts but due the rain it's still wet the depth of these can make anyone feel pain to the depth of there bones. The man face is still not clear due to his black long hairs covering his face. Now though weather is not as gloomy as before the silence is more deep and sharp, but it didn't stayed for long...
"AhaAhaAha...."
The man moves and coughed with blood gushing out of his mouth, from within his hairs covering his face two different blue and red glow became visible, he opened his eyes his eyes are specially attractive with sharp intent even in such a miserable state. He moved his hand and wiped the blood on his lower lips. As the time passes he somehow stand up and have a quick look all around himself in the barren land with no living being not even a single plant and only bodies and thousands of species emanating death. The whole places is covered with dark miasma like energy particle flowing randomly in a very low amount. The man with a cold and sharp look first set his hairs.
A Young boy in his early teens,
Faced full with marks and cuts yet oddly looking handsome with a touch of cuteness.
Yet with no smile and full of coldness gushing out of his expression.
"Hmph"
"So many Nascent Soul Cultivator yet can't kill me."
"Other families don't know my identity so why they are targeting me?...."
The Black broken branch in the man's hand change it form to a black bamboo all polished and shiny and radiating black miasma like energy form.
"Nyx! Stop it! What with you why are you leaking your Aura suddenly"
With a sudden pause in the whole environment a loud voice emanates from the sword, older, stronger and with pressure.
"Vesper Kid don't worry I had already masked my aura no will understand it and feel it as natural Aura cluster. And behave yourself, you didn't forget our deal for accepting you as my owner."
Vesper's brows twitched.
For the first time since the battle ended, a trace of irritation appeared on his face.
"Yeah! I remembered."
"But did you forget I can't sense aura, how can I understand I just saw u emanating your Aura. I thought being too old make your consciousness rusty."
The Sword spirit in a angry tone screamed.
"What! What! You Vesper bastard in all these years, I only have two master after my creator (The Patriarch Of VESPER), none of them dared to talk to me like this. How dare you?"
The man again changes to cold expression.
"Like I care about your owner. And don't forget the deal yourself, you didn't make such type of deal with your previous owner."
The sword spirit calm downs and stays silent for a while before speaking again.
"Kid let me tell you something."
"You know what this world known as?!"
The boy in black stopped, looking towards the horizon he said.
"The world within the collision point of Heavenly Realm, Devil Realm and Demonic Realm named as the Desolate Forbidden Of the Mythical Age, War Field Of True God, Barren WasteLands….."
"Smack!!!!!!"
Something struck on the boy's head with a sharp echo, the boy was not stunned nor his emotion changes, he turned his head.
In air on his shoulder level Dark miasma gathered behind him before condensing into the figure of an old man.
His skin carried the shade of twilight clouds, while his eyes resembled two amethysts forged into sharp blades. Long hair and a beard as white as winter snow flowed down to his chest, contrasting with the dark robe draped over his figure. Faint patterns the color of the evening sky ran across the robe, flickering with traces of miasma.
Though aged in appearance, his face was stern and unyielding, carrying the calm indifference of an ancient mountain that had weathered countless storms.
This was Nyx.