Many individuals at the Queen’s Marina gazed at the fabulous tower that watched the ocean in Ambrosia. Eryl and the nobles deliberated, unsettled by the announcent made by their ex-companion.
"That doesn’t make any sense... Did she just make this up?" asked Iris.
Eryl gave a disapproving shake of her head.
"You have been among them long enough to recognize this signature. This energy is the sa as the other Sins."
"But how? What happened when she left? It’s impossible, there are only seven sins." Freya, deep in intense thought, placed a hand on her head.
Eryl bit her lip as she turned to the girls.
"The fact is that Anesidora is the last Sin to appear, we know that, but what if he wasn’t the last? If we go by the book, there should be seven Sins, but what if the reality was different?"
She crossed her arms and glanced at Zuri.
"In ancient tis, there were more sins, like vainglory, apathy or lancholy, but they were attributed to the sins you already know about. But what if the Avatars obeyed this rule instead?"
In the distance, Zuri stared at the horizon, her smile fading and her eyes sharpening.
Far away, too far away for others to notice, the atmosphere had taken on a new change.
"Evacuate the citizens!"
"Don’t close the doors too quickly, load each train until there is no more room!!!"
The knights were occupied in the different cities of the South, endeavoring to assist the inhabitants in evacuating. Up above, the sky had transford into a golden hue, with white clouds twirling like a whirlpool over a far-off area where the apocalypse had comnced.
Gloria’s aura rged with Dora’s, the flow of energy tearing through the sky. She took off the top of her golden royal dress.
"You play very well like a child, now let’s see if you can fight like a real Avatar."
Dora spread his arms wide, the sphere floating in front of him beginning to shake.
"I’m going to see if you can die like a real human."
The ground shook, lightning tore the sky, violent winds lifted huge rocks. This perfect setting of the apocalypse was sufficiently threatening to discourage the strongest desire to bear witness to history.
Candace’s jaw dropped, the maids fled at high speed, the Parliant, Agiel and Agharita were desperate to see what was happening and a shiver ran down their spine as they could feel this power despite the distance.
Dora and Gloria’s eyes turned black, their irises glowing yellow or orange as they scread together.
"SANCTIFICATION OF GREED"
"SANCTIFICATION OF GLUTONNY"
The air turned black and white and the space cracked.
"AVARICE"
"VORACITY"
From the north, east, west and south of the kingdom, all turned their gaze towards the epicenter.
A white blob of gigantic size covered the entire region, engulfing everything in its wake. The remnants of the city, the unlucky citizen, the communications service, all disappeared into the expanding void stretching far beyond the city limits.
From a distance, the cyclone had transford into an unusual spectacle resembling a mobile white speck. However, the scenery within was entirely distinct. It revealed an expansive expanse of pure white, devoid of any objects, and emanating a similar white hue.
The maids and Candace widened their eyes, realizing they were standing in floating bubbles, and then an impact lower caught their attention.
Dora had landed in front of Sigma, Alpha and Oga, facing the Queen several ters away. Purple smoke ford at their feet, slowly engulfing the boy and his Personas, leaving only their glowing irises in view, while four orange pentagrams ford behind the Queen.
"This is it... they’re really giving it their all... a real battle of the Gods." Nosfera groaned.
Beams of energy shot out from the pentagrams, gradually morphing into horrifying creatures: a gelatinous monster with nurous mouths, a sightless spider, a miniature woodland, and a massive pig missing half of its body and sporting a wide jaw.
The Queen placed two fingers in front of her black and orange eyes, a red mist coming from her mouth.
"Devil’s Banquet"
In front of her, the purple smoke burst into a cyclone of souls, and at its base, a single being, eyes glowing yellow.
"Nucleus: Perfect Avatar."
The Queen pointed both fingers at him, simultaneously the boy clenched his right fist and once again the fabric of reality shattered.
The vast expanse of space erupted into a dazzling display of stars colliding and bursting into oblivion. The monstrous being, with its multitude of gaping mouths, unleashed a deafening roar as it expanded into the emptiness, its razor-sharp jaws extending like deadly chainsaws aid directly at Dora.
"Aurum Serra"
In a flash, the beast disintegrated, just as the finger of the glorious monarch reached the boy.
A beam tore through the space again, growing larger and larger, then the Queen saw her vision split as her head was cut in two. Dora, erging from a crack in space, cut off her head with a wave of his hand.
"!!!" He flinched and instantly disappeared, reappearing further away and falling into the void.
He looked at his hand, or rather his wrist, the hand having already disappeared.
(When did she... hm!)
He stopped the spider’s sharp fangs with his right hand, the beast rushing with him towards the sharpened teeth of the jelly-like monster, but then stopped in mid-air.
Dora’s left hand materialized, joining his right hand to create a purple and white sphere which he released into the mouth of the beast: the law.
He turned to do the sa to the many-mouthed beast, but his right shoulder disappeared into red mist.
"Again?!"
He turned his back on the monster and Gloria’s giant ray engulfed him, extending across the infinity below. The Queen wiped the blood from between her eyes and nose as space distorted around her.
"Nght!"
The vast expanse was engulfed by colossal chains, their tallic links stretching as far as the eye could see. Gradually, the chains transford into a vibrant shade of yellow, converging towards the center of Dora’s left hand.
With a resolute grip, he clenched his fist, obliterating everything in its path. Suddenly, the fabric of space ruptured once more, unleashing them into an uncharted realm, a mystical space that existed between the realms of reality and illusion. This new domain took the form of an island, its surface engulfed in scorching magma.
Dora, enveloped in a shimring aura of blue particles, stood atop a floating sword, while Gloria, her injuries slowly healing, stood poised on a cliff overlooking an ocean of molten lava.
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