>BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!<
The massive construct of First Prince Jared shattered, and he emerged from it, his shining golden body coated in an even brighter golden armor.
Several swords floated around him, and a regal crown stood on top of his flowing hair.
"I'LL KILL YOU!!!" He yelled, sending his blades flying the in the direction of the giant 100 meter avatar of his opponent.
>CLANG<
All his blades were deflected, almost as if they were both but tiny grains of sand flung against a concrete wall.
"ARRRRGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Screaming in pure rage, he raised his two hands above him while ascending to the sky.
Instantly, a golden ball of light formed. He tightened his muscles and began clenching his fingers, causing the energy ball to slowly condense.
Finally, it became as little as a tiny sphere that floated between his palm.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" In one rush, he released the energy locked within to form a highly concentrated beam.
>BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!<
The beam clashed with the casing on the chest of the construct, all the excess energy tearing into it, trying to penetrate the defenses erected.
... All to no avail.
"GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!" The mode he failed, the more enraged Kuzon was
His current berserk appearance didn't suit the image of royalty that he often maintained.
His easygoing personality had long faded, leaving nothing but an animal thirsty for revenge and hungry for chaos.
"Let me make it way for you." The enraged beast heard the voice of his enemy echo, and the construct that stood in the way suddenly vanished.
The one who must have killed his sister now stood there, hands folded as he smiled with such shameless confidence that it nearly caused Kuzon's heart to burst in anger.
"ARRRRHHHHHHHHHH!!! I'LL KILL YOOOUU!!!"
He used a dense amount of Divine Energy to make a sturdy blade, rushing towards Kuzon with the intention to hack him down.
He didn't care anymore.
All that mattered was the destruction of his opponent.
"KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL."
That lone word occupied his thought and speech as he flung his blade against the young man who simply floated and watched him.
His thoughts were too buried in revenge for him to notice how ineffective his attack was. Not only was his opponent unharmed, but he was unfazed.
He showed neither fear nor pain... and that only served to frustrate Kuzon even more.
"Die. Suffer. Despair. Cry. Crawl. Bawl. Despond. Fear. Squeak. Tremble. Run. Crumble. Bleed. Die. Suffer. Despair..."
He kept repeating the same lines as he hacked and hacked.
He created multiple blades and sent them flying at the target, all of them yielding the same result.
Absolutely nothing.
It yielded absolutely nothing.
"JUUUUUSSSTTTTT DIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!" At this point, tears fell and poured from Kuzon's eyes.
He wept like a child, unable to repress the frustration and rage he felt.
Why?
Why was he so powerless that he couldn't even avenge his sister?
He couldn't save his people. He couldn't protect his family.
... And now he couldn't avenge them either.
"W-why...? Why?!" He cried, pouring the very last of his power into a final attack.
Creating a thin arrow, full of nothing but divine Energy, he hoped to at least penetrate his opponent's defenses and puncture a hole in his heart, or throat, or brain
ANYWHERE!
>WHOOOOOOOOOOSSSHHHH!!!<
The thin projectile moved in its trajectory, filled with purpose and capacity.
Perhaps this was the one. The one that would finally wreck his opponent and show him the might of the Midas Empire.
The might of the First Prince.
... The might of an older brother!
>CLANG<
Unfortunately, the arrow, just like every other projectile, was simply knocked off.
"Argh... arrhhhhhh! ARRRRRGHHHHH!!!" His screams pierced the heavens and shook the earth.
More tears fell down his eyes and more pain scarred his face. Despite all the praise he had recieved for his strength, when it came down to it... he couldn't do anything.
He was pathetically weak.
"You've run out of power already. Might as well end it now."
>SQUELCH<
Almost as easily as piercing a body of stale water with a stick, the opponent's golden blade went through him without the slightest bit of resistance.
"Oh? Would you look at that. You have red blood too. Just like everyone else."
The mocking tone of his enemy echoed into his ears, but with so much strength already expended, and with him already at the brink of death, Kuzon could not say any word in his defense.
He could only utter the simple question.
"W-why...?"
Gloria was his younger sister. The Royals were his family. The Midas' Empire was his home.
"Why did you do it...?"
He stared into his opponent's clear golden eyes. There was no doubt that this young man was a Midas. They shared the same blood—the same superior genes.
Why would he do this to his only family?
"I don't have a single reason why. But if I were to pick just one of the many options... I'd say it's because you people are an embarrassment."
"W-what...?"
"You heard me. You're an eyesore. Oppressing the weak, asserting dominance, operating on this stupidly strict hierarchy, and even taking over the world... really?"
Kuzon could not understand the words of his opponent.
"What happened to revolutionizing Magic? Reaching the Root? Learning more about Aether, or the worlds beyond this one? What happened to fairness and equality? What happened to the construction of useful Magic Technology and the advancement of knowledge?"
"A-ah.... ahh... a-ahhh..." Kuzon could only leak out, his eyes already losing sight, and his life fading away.
"In my eyes, the inferior ones... are you."
Those were the last words the First Prince heard before losing his life.
