
The world is being eroded by black desires that will one day become eternal darkness.
"Alicia, Alicia!" The boy called out to him, stretched out his hand, but it no longer reached him.
He did not want something like a title to be the strongest. If he stayed by her side and smiled for her, the boy would be satisfied. Even though the boy just wanted to fulfill his wish.
From within the writhing darkness, the boy heard his voice, "Kaizo, forgive me, I can't, sorry..."
He might cry as the boy thought that, he went straight into the black 'Wish' without the slightest bit of hesitation, on that day, three years ago.
(What exactly do I expect?)
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The birds singing from the forest. The cold morning pierced to the bone.
A gentle sensation could be felt near his cheek, Kaizo woke up in shock. He was surrounded by darkness. The light flowing into the tent was also somewhat weak.
Half awake, he was just about to get up from a simple bed. When he just woke up, intense pain could be felt from his ribs.
"By the way, I forgot I was still hurt..." Kaizo groaned in pain.
It happened last night on the first night of the Sword Style Festival, he received these injuries while fighting Viona Spellister, the Ace of the Dragon Emperor Knights representing the Draconians.
Although it was a short battle that only lasted a few minutes, Kaizo was still cornered on the verge of death by Viona who had become berserker through the awakening of the 'Dragon Blood'.
Using the elemental aero of his strongest class, the Dragon Slayer, he pierced through his chest deeply. Kaizo can make a turn around and defeat Viona only thanks to Nyx's sword spirit being revived.
To date, the Demon Slayer had saved him from many desperate crises. Although he had closed his heart to the tragedy of the past, in the end he still responded to Kaizo's call and returned to the battlefield.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, Kaizo noticed a dissonance. Trying to get up from his simple bed, Kaizo finds his arm held tightly by a small, ice-cold hand.
"N-Nyx!?" Kaizo was surprised.
In front of his eyes, there was a beautiful girl with silvery white hair who was soundly asleep with a light breathing sound. His curled body was wrapped in a blanket, his sleeping form almost resembled a little angel.
However, the problem is from the way she dresses, which is basically naked. That's situation.
In addition to the black knee-length socks covering his legs, his entire body was naked. Silver white hair shiny. Skin as smooth and white as fresh milk. From the slit of the blanket, two light protrusions were faintly visible.
Her adorable breath swept across her arm, causing a strange-feeling tingle. Kaizo muttered in confusion, "What should I do now, remembering this..."
Nyx's hand was currently gripping Kaizo's arm tightly. This prevents him from waking up straight away. Seeing him sleep so soundly, it would be a pity to wake him up aimlessly.
Moreover, staring at Nyx's sleepy face, Kaizo recalled something. The reason he was like this, was probably because he felt insecure.
Normally she would sleep in the form of a sword to reduce power consumption, but now that she maintained the appearance of a young girl, this was the proof.
In order to save Kaizo who is being devoured by the 'Dark Death', Nyx has sacrificed herself and disappeared from this world.
At that moment, he recalled the memories of the past he had forgotten. He recalled the life of his first contractor, Holy Queen Sizuan Imuruk.
His memory has been stolen by a curse. Although Nyx was currently incomplete, possessing only a tenth of her original strength, she still inherited the demonic sword attribute that took the life of its owner.
If he continues to keep his contract with Nyx, Kaizo will soon suffer the same fate as the previous contractor. Nevertheless, Kaizo has made an appointment with Nyx.
'Whether your curse or your destiny as a demonic sword, I will accept everything.'
That's what he said.
Seeing Nyx's peaceful sleeping face, Kaizo renewed her resolve, "I'll win the Sword Style Festival along with Nyx!"
The winner of the Sword Style Festival would be bestowed a miracle by the Elemental Lords. Through this miraculous power, capable of realizing any wish, turning Nyx's fate as a demonic sword into a holy sword was not impossible.
"Then..." Kaizo felt a pain in his left hand, which was covered in black leather gloves. Under the glove was a spirit seal from the contracted spirit of his past.
Three years ago, Kaizo was known as the Strongest Sword Style Holder. In order to realize his Will, he appeared as the winner of the Sword Style Festival.
(At that time, what kind of hope did I make for her?)
Somehow, almost all of his memories of the day were gone. All he could remember were pieces of pictures. The figure of the dark spirit that was devoured by the pitch-black Wish.
After that, three years had passed, he appeared before Kaizo once again. As a subordinate of the different and mysterious Rei Assar.
"For Kaizo..."
(He called my name from his dream)
"I am your sword, your will is my command..."
"N-Nyx!?"
The tip of his finger felt the soft sensation of his lips. As Kaizo frantically tried to retreat, Nyx held onto Kaizo's arm tightly.
"Mmm, Kaizo, I love..."
"So..."
What's he supposed to do? As Kaizo was tormented at this moment, the sound of a broken twig sounded from outside
tents.
"Ka-Kaizo! W-what do you think you're doing inside?!"
At the entrance of the tent, a girl was holding the Fire Whip, her shoulders were trembling. Her long hair was tied into a ponytail on the back side of her head.
His eyes were like rubies infused with blazing fire. Although her chest was slightly lacking, the proportion of her figure was as beautiful as a goddess statue.
【 Victoria Blade 】
Originally a noble daughter who came from the prestigious family of Duke Lionstein. A cute and beautiful girl who amazes the people who see her.
"How do you intend to explain it?"
In his current state, he was almost similar to a raging fire spirit.
"Hey, hey, the tent's on fire!" Kaizo called out in panic.
The ponytail stood straight up, Victoria walked straight ahead and muttered, "When I-I am so worried about you!"
"No-no, this is a misunderstanding!"
"Who is this, isn't that your explanation at all times!?" Tears began to pool in the eyes like rubies.
"Fuaah..." Nyx finally woke up. Adorable steam, she rubbed her eyes with her hands. He doesn't seem to be fully awake.
"M..." Nyx turned her head towards Kaizo with her eyes slightly opened.
As Victoria stopped advancing, at that very instant, Nyx kissed Kaizo on the cheek.
"What!?" Kaizo and Victoria shouted at the same time.
"W-You, w-what are you doing!?" Victoria shouted with her face red.
"I'm Kaizo's contracted spirit. Offering a morning kiss to the contractor is a natural obligation."
"Pe-liar, I've never heard of anything like that!?" Shaking, Victoria's hair let out a sound as she trembled. Indeed, it's never been heard before.
"Nyx doesn't lie."
"Ka-Kaizo, you must have taught Nyx strange ideas again, right?!"
"I don't know! Anyway, what do you mean by 'again'!?"
The wooden support pole of the tent began to emit black smoke.
(Not good. If this continues, the entire tent will turn into charcoal.)
Kaizo hastily racked his brain looking for a way to escape the crisis he was experiencing at this time.
"By the way, I was ruled by you as your contracted spirit, right?"
"That's right. After all, you are my slave spirit." Victoria nodded without further ado.
(It's really sad to do this, but whatever.)
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*Connected.....
*Note: This story is fictitious. If there is a similarity in the name of the character, the scene, or the story, it is a mere coincidence and there is no element of intentionality.