Final Hope

  The fight went on for countless hours. Akuma knew he couldn’t win this, but he wouldn’t give himself in to this holy child. Anything he tried wouldn’t affect Uriel due to God’s Grace, but he himself was suffering from the insane attacks Uriel produced. “Devil, your wish is the same as mine, but you are taking the wrong approach, chaos doesn’t bring freedom, only torment and havoc. Join me, using peace and kindness we shall build a free world.”- “Why would I side with you bastards, I’ve suffered in the past, I thought you were saviors, so why didn’t you help me!”- His cries, behind them hid pain and despair. As a child Akuma really did hope for miracles caused by the holy, but he never received such. “At that time, I was following my own dreams, I’ll do anything to achieve them! Even if it means disappointing my master and those who need my aid!”- However Uriel had a reason, as absurd as it may sound, he would follow it even if it took him to hell. This wasn’t just a battle of warriors, but a battle of two philosophies, ideologies- Chaos and havoc against hope and peace. Which was right under these circumstances? Could you decide? Could you understand both men and their situations? Even I can’t. As the ongoing battle continued, tears rushed down the men’s cheeks, one cried blood, and one cried tears. Each punch inflicted on Akuma further deepened his belief in chaos, and toughened his resolve. Akuma’s punches were finally reaching their target, bypassing God’s Grace. Don’t forget, the gravitational ability was still on, and even though Uriel is unbound by the very concept of gravity, it was still applied to him, but he didn’t give up. He continued fighting as major organs were incinerated and regenerated. At this stage Akuma had erased Uriel multiple times from the narrative, but his regeneration was similar to Akuma’s, he came back every single time. Now the fight was somewhat even, and shockingly the invincible God’s Grace had been overcome. A kick landed right on Uriel’s head, this battle started to collapse the very fabric of heaven itself, rumbling could be heard as the ground beneath them crumbled. “You monster, just what are you?”- Uriel’s curiosity fed Akuma’s ego, he knew he had the upper hand now, punch after punch, kick after kick. Now Uriel couldn’t match his speed nor his attacks, and he was getting utterly dominated by the Childish Devil. Uriel was an optimistic man, he saw the positives in everything, while Akuma was a nihilist, he didn’t have faith in humanity or life, he believes that its meaningless, therefore using chaos and havoc to give it meaning. Uriel couldn’t see positives from this altercation, his belief was strongly being converted into disappointment. The ground opened up, an abyss leading to hell. They fell and fell and finally reached the magma covered ground. Roar’s could be heard and battle cries.- “MASTER! MASTER!”- They all chanted. “My children, I command you to destroy this man!”- A swarm of trillions, demons and what not charging at Uriel, and along with Akuma’s attacks, trying to win this battle was hopeless. Uriel was shortly after captured, and the event had begun. Akuma was planning to convert this man into a Demon God by corrupting his powers, and he started to do so. Uriel’s pure white skin turned to black, along with his ideology of hope and peace, his light became darkness, and his tears became flame. Soon after, he became a chaotic being just like Akuma… “Akuma, let us change this world…”