Across Eternity (The Infinite) Book 3 - Chapter 12

Your wealth, your magic, your lineage, you think they make you masters of the universe, but you’ll never be anything more than paper boats floating on the sea, and now I must act as the hurricane to teach you how weak you truly are."

Seraph released a roar of fury and zoomed towards Noah like a radiant comet, swinging his hammer with the full intent to kill. Noah parried the first swing and the one that came next, as well as the third. Hammer blows began raining down on Noah, each one dodged or redirected, but not without some close calls. Seraph was fighting with more fury than he had shown in any of his duels, with his physical abilities seeming to increase with each passing second.

He was inhumanly fast, as though experiencing a different flow of time, and he stopped Noah’s every attempt to create distance. When struck with his hammer, the earth would blossom open into craters, as though hit with mortar rounds, while any buildings would crumble like lines of dominoes. His speed and strength surpassed Noah’s, and his skill and technique were impressive. Though arrogant, he was certainly no slacker.

Noah held his own and took his time to analyze Seraph’s patterns. Blocking was impossible, and dodging was getting harder and harder as Seraph got more worked up. Still, Noah had been watching his fights with Gideon and the other cadets and had worked out a few strategies.

Noah pulled a card from his sleeve. "Mist Bomb."

A barrage of illusory spheres was launched towards Seraph, all exploding before they reached him and immersing him in a thick cloud of fog. Though surrounded, any fog that came within six feet was burned away by his mana shroud. Concealed with magic, Noah attacked him from behind, and as soon as he crossed that six-foot range, his invisibility was halved, and his presence was revealed. He managed to slash Seraph across the back of the shoulder, but narrowly avoided the counterattack.

‘Just as I thought, I can’t rely on my illusions in this fight.’

The wound on Seraph’s shoulder was shallow and healed on its own in seconds, but the pain and blood broke his rhythm. Noah took advantage of that momentary lapse and delivered another three cuts from different angles, each one drawing an excruciating shout. With the pain came fury, and Seraph released a howl of rage. "Soul Burst!" An explosion of holy energy was released in all directions, erasing the fog and hitting Noah like a splash of boiling water. Now able to see him, Seraph aimed his palm at Noah. "Searing Radiance!" A powerful beam of holy energy was released, hitting Noah before he could dodge, and forcing him to take it on the shoulder while he protected his head. "Burn, you son of a bitch! Burn!"

He was silenced by an elbow strike to the face, one that came faster than he thought possible and strong enough to send him flying. It was a blow that few could survive, and it was a struggle for Seraph to get back on his feet.

"What… what did you do?" he asked, trying to steady himself.

"Simple, I came prepared," said Noah, his coat now glowing. "What I’m wearing is more than a fashion statement; it’s an anti-paladin weapon. This special fabric absorbs holy energy and uses it to bestow a full-body monk enhancement, so the harder you hit me, the harder I can hit you. I couldn’t have made it without help from your brother’s ex-fiancée."

"That’s a cowardly trick!"

"I warned you that there would be no rules in this fight, and once again, you display your incompetence and inability to listen. I was smart enough to prepare for this battle, and you weren’t. It’s as simple as that. This has nothing to do with pride or honor; this is about revenge."

Noah zoomed forward and went on the attack. All of his physical abilities had been boosted, allowing him to slip past Seraph’s guard and slash his chest. Seraph roared in pain and tried to counter, but Noah was already on the opposite side from his hammer. The slashes kept coming from all directions, and though Seraph managed to block a few, blood was pouring freely. They were all shallow and avoided vital areas, as Noah didn’t want Seraph dying off too quickly. When he finally dropped to one knee, Noah backed off.

"Normally, I have rules against revenge. Every time I hurt or kill someone, it is to prevent them from wronging me in the future, never for wronging me in the past. I swat flies, not rip off your wings and legs for bothering me. I live this way because I don’t want to take joy in harming people, even in retribution. I don’t want to be that person. Sadism is a bad habit that I’ve worked hard to break, and then you four came along and broke my streak."

"The four of us? You’re responsible for what happened to Henryk and Mark!"

"That’s right, you’re all guilty for the Knight’s Sheath fire. Do you know what’s happening to your brother and friends right now? Henryk’s brain is shrinking in his skull from lack of stimuli while his body wastes away. Mark is getting his ass turned inside-out atop a vomit-soaked mattress. Galvin is succumbing to dementia and screaming into everlasting darkness. And you? You’re going to die in a fucking gutter in the fucking slums, and you’ll only be remembered as trash. After what you did to me, the ecstasy I feel in making you suffer, the intensity of my pleasure, is nothing short of perverse."

The way Noah spoke made every word cut into Seraph like blades of ice. He remembered experiencing this bloodlust before, after his duel with Alexis. His aura began to fade as fear crept into his mind like poison, only to be expunged by rage.

"You’re a goddamn fool, a heretic! So what if they burned down your whorehouse? You think you can hurt my brother and friends, and I’ll let you live?! I am Light’s Emissary, and for you to harm my allies in vanity is an act of sacrilege!" His aura skyrocketed in intensity while all his wounds closed. The prince got back to his feet, now looking like he was burning in a great bonfire, with his body just a faint silhouette. "This is no longer personal revenge; this is now divine punishment! You have made yourself an enemy of God’s messenger, so with God’s might, I will strike you down!"

"Perfect," said Noah, reforming his stance. "I don’t want you to die while holding anything back. I want you to lament in your final moments that even your best just wasn’t good enough."

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Befitting the holiday, a parade of knights roamed the city. Knights on foot or horseback walked the roads in between various floats while waving to festival-goers. Among them was the newest batch of bronze-rank knights, receiving a wish of good luck from the people. After an exhausting year in the academy, any kind of positive reinforcement and approval was welcome. Most smiled and waved, but others, like Alexis, were bothered by it all. ‘I haven’t earned this yet,’ they told themselves.

Noah’s absence wasn’t helping her feel any better. Had he already left the city and set off with Valia Zodiac? It pained her, the thought that she had lost her chance to say goodbye. It was when she noticed Seraph’s absence that despair turned into dread. Tarnas, watching the parade from atop his horse, came to the same unspoken conclusion.

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Again and again, Noah and Seraph’s weapons collided with an audible shockwave. Their storms of attacks were endless, and they never stayed in one place for more than a second, the two of them zooming around like gas molecules. Wherever they fought, there was utter destruction, with lines of derelict structures being smashed to dust in the crossfire. Seraph had now become a living sun, and all of his physical abilities had been further enhanced, but with Noah’s coat acting as a solar panel, he too wielded superhuman speed and strength.

The problem was that his coat only absorbed half of the energy Seraph was releasing. Though he dodged, blocked, and countered all of Seraph’s hammer swings, Noah was still getting irradiated with holy energy, and the pain was immense. He tasted blood, and it was getting hard to see. Still, he had not come this far to be stopped by something so small as pain. He and Seraph exchanged blows once more, and finally, Seraph’s hammer was destroyed. Noah had been aiming for the handle, and though it had the durability of a true knight’s weapon, his repeated strikes finally broke it.

With Seraph now unarmed, Noah closed in and began hacking away at the prince. Seraph’s skill and reaction speed were superb, and he managed to avoid most of the attacks as well as block with the shaft of his hammer, but every time Noah’s sword ripped through his flesh, the pain broke his focus. Blood splattered the surrounding surfaces and flew off Noah’s sword, and though every wound healed instantly, they’d be immediately replaced by two more.

In a move that would have been suicidal if performed by anyone else, Seraph went on the offensive and closed in. As Noah slashed him across the left shoulder with his sword, Seraph’s right fist pulverized three of his ribs. He didn’t let up, pursuing Noah and betting everything on his healing ability. He’d hurl punches and kicks while Noah would attack with his sword, aiming for simultaneous injury. Noah had protected himself with some plate armor under his clothes, but even a grazing blow was like a beanbag round from a shotgun. Seraph’s attacks were rapid-fire, and he could cross any distance, so simply dodging wasn’t an option.

Despite the dire situation, Noah wasn’t giving up. He was too driven by fury and bloodlust to feel any kind of hopelessness. Besides, Seraph was a sun now beginning to set. The roaring torrent of mana he had been burning with was weakening. As powerful as he was, not even he could maintain such a state for long, and every injury robbed him of strength. It was time to break him.

Seraph lunged forward for another strike, and Noah switched the grip of his sword, freeing up his hand. Before Seraph’s incoming punch could land, he was struck in the face with a round object. It was a glass orb, shattering upon impact and releasing its liquid payload. Seraph howled in agony and gripped his face as his flesh melted, one of his eyes almost dissolving.

"What the fuck is this?!" he screamed, now with his fingers disintegrating.

"That’s called acid, basically what slimes are made of," Noah said as he conjured a healing potion from his ring and drank it in one gulp. "Brawn, meet Brains."

Seraph’s healing ability was working to repair the damage, but the acid had to run its course before it would stop. Two more orbs struck Seraph, splashing his shoulder and leg with acid. He continued to scream, unable to do anything to stop the pain. Noah was without mercy, stepping forward and cutting through Seraph’s cheek with his blade. He staggered back, struggling to stand, and Noah calmly pursued him while slashing again and again. He avoided all the vital arteries so the prince wouldn’t bleed out, but he cut deep into the muscle and shredded his flesh, with each healing wound further weakening his aura.

Seraph eventually collapsed, stuck on his back like a flipped tortoise, with Noah standing over him and continuing to stab and slash until the holy flames were finally extinguished. The prince lay, bloody and struggling for breath. His wounds were still closing, but at a snail’s pace.

"So, do you admit defeat?" Noah asked.

"Eat shit and die," Seraph cursed.

"Good, good, I don’t want your pride breaking just yet."

"Noah, that’s enough!" Noah turned, spotting Alexis nearby. "You’ve beaten him; it’s time to stop."

"How did you know I’d be here?"

"I had a feeling, and once I entered the slums, his screaming led me right to you both. Look, you know I despise Seraph, but I can’t stand by and watch his happen."

"Well, unfortunately, that’s exactly what you’re going to do."

"Not if I have anything to say about it," said Tarnas, appearing from the opposite direction. He was wrapped in the same holy aura that Seraph used. "Drop the sword, or I’ll end you where you stand, boy."

"Excuse me, but I’m a fuckmothering knight. I killed a LOT of people to earn this title, and I deserve to be called such."

"Final warning," Tarnas growled.

"Damn, I didn’t want to do this," Noah muttered.

His sword disappeared into his ring and was replaced by a round disk object, much like his soundproofing device. He turned the two halves and dropped it on the ground. A red magic circle appeared, expanding to fifty feet in diameter and stopping at Alexis’s and Tarnas’s feet. A wall of scarlet flame emerged from the edge of the circle, and with it, a force field of red energy. Tarnas touched the barrier with his sword, and not only was it solid, it reacted, and instantly, his weapon and arm were burning as if they had been doused in gasoline. He stepped back, ripping the armor off his arm while using his energy to extinguish the flames. He narrowly avoided being burned.

"Bastard!" he hissed.

"This device can only be activated in the presence of two people," said Noah. "Not only can the barrier resist physical impacts, but anything that touches it is incinerated."

"You think I can’t break through something of this level?!"

"Oh, I know you can, which is why I wrote a trap into the formula. This barrier will operate for hours before the device disintegrates, and should the device or field be broken prematurely, all the remaining energy will turn into an explosion, killing everyone inside and outside. The only way to deactivate the spell is for the number of people inside to drop from two to one, meaning one of us has to die, and I’m sure you can guess who it will be."

"Noah, don’t do this!" Alexis shouted.

"Oh, don’t worry, I’ll give him a fighting chance." In Noah’s hand, a healing potion materialized, and he poured it onto Seraph’s face. "After all, his suffering has only just begun." He stepped back while Seraph’s wounds healed. Some of his stamina was also restored, but not his mana. "On your feet, Princess. I’m not done with you yet."

Seraph stood up, unsteady but regaining his clarity. "You should have killed me when you had the chance! That’ll be the last mistake of your life!"

"You can win this, Seraph! Beat him!" Tarnas shouted.

Noah removed his coat and conjured a pair of brass knuckles to protect his hands. "I’m waiting."

Seraph released a roar of fury and charged towards Noah with a thrown punch, but now, he had lost his superhuman speed and strength. Noah caught his fist easily and struck his elbow, snapping the joint, and delivered a blow to Seraph’s chin. He was disoriented, leaving him open to two punches to the ribs. Noah then stepped back and let Seraph regain his clarity. With a grunt of pain, he reset his arm. His regeneration was still active, but slowed.

Seraph attacked again, hurling punches from his good arm and lashing out with kicks, trying to keep Noah on the defensive, but Noah countered with blows of his own, aiming not for Seraph’s face, but his limbs. Against the hardness of the brass knuckles, and with the repeated impacts, the bones in Seraph’s arms and legs began to fracture, and he was forced to stop. This time, Noah gave him no rest and beat him savagely, with each punch coming faster than Seraph could blink. Face, gut, ribs, he attacked them all, and Seraph could do nothing but try to guard. Any time he lost balance, Noah would grab him by his collar and pull him back, refusing to let him fall. Inevitably, Seraph blacked out and finally collapsed.

As Noah caught his breath, he conjured a potion and once more poured it on Seraph’s face to heal his wounds. He groaned in pain as he regained consciousness, and when he opened his eyes, he looked at Noah in fear.

"Stop, wait…"

"Look at yourself. You’ve based your entire existence on your power, looking down on everyone you considered weak, and now it has failed you. What do you have, Seraph? Nothing. You’re just a fragile sack of meat, a worthless piece of human garbage, and today you are going to die. Now get back up."

Seraph slowly got to his feet and put up his guard, but fear and despair were starting to sink in. He charged and tried to throw a punch, only to be dodged and countered with a solid uppercut. He staggered back, and Noah once more bombarded him with a storm of blows. Blood was now spraying with each punch, but Noah was careful to avoid robbing him of consciousness. Tarnas and Alexis could do nothing but watch, and as the beating continued, more and more knights were starting to show up. Seraph finally fell on his back, his face an unrecognizable mess of blood and tears.

"Can you picture it, Seraph? Your own death? No, you can’t. You can’t comprehend the complete and total loss of everything. Every sensation you can enjoy, every thought and feeling that makes you who you are, the hope of fulfilling your dreams and achieving significance in the eyes of history, I’m going to rob you of all of them. All your memories, everything you’ve experienced, they’ll have amounted to nothing. Think back to everything you’ve suffered, everything you’ve worked hard for; it’s all utterly meaningless now."

Noah conjured another potion and once more emptied it to restore Seraph’s health.

"Please…"

"And when you die, no one will weep for you. No one will throw themselves atop your coffin and howl in grief. Your power, the only thing of any value to society, that will be missed, but you? Everyone will be happy, happy that you’re finally gone, happy that they’re rid of you. You’ve never been anything but a nuisance, and that’s how you’ll be remembered, at least until you’re finally forgotten."

Seraph slowly stood up, and this time, Noah didn’t bother waiting for him to attack. He simply resumed the savage beating. Outside, all the knights that had gathered were shouting and cursing, ordering Noah to stop and spare the prince, but not even Alexis’s voice could stop him now. He only paused when Seraph once more collapsed.

"Why… why are you doing this?" Seraph wheezed with blood pouring from his mouth.

"Because you stole my hope. You prolonged my curse. You messed with something beyond your comprehension, and now you are suffering the consequences. I am no mere mortal, not like you. I am a spirit, transcending death and wandering across time and space. I was conquering and building nations when Enochians still walked these lands, and you made me your enemy."

Noah revealed another healing potion, and Seraph tried to crawl away. "No! No more!"

Noah stomped on him to make him stop.

"Shut your mouth, you pathetic little wretch. You called yourself Light’s Emissary before, the messenger of God, but you’re nothing more than a sniveling piece of shit. Is this it? Is this the best that Lumendori can send? Where is your power, Seraph? Where is your protection?" He then grabbed Seraph by the back of the collar and pants, and to everyone’s shock, he hoisted him up, holding the prince high above his head. "Tell me, where’s your God now?!" He then slammed Seraph down onto his knee, shattering his spine and drawing a fresh howl of pain. Many of the knights watching turned away, a few even throwing up.

"Damn it! Stop this right now!" Tarnas roared.

"Noah, please! No more!" Alexis screamed.

Noah looked down at Seraph, only conscious because the pain was too intense for him to close his eyes. "Do you consider me cruel? Do you consider me evil? By your standards, I probably fit that definition, but I do not measure cruelty and evil as you do. When your planet is a scorched hellscape, never again able to support life, and you are surrounded by the corpses of everyone you hold dear, each one tortured and violated in the most sickening and profane ways imaginable, you will struggle to breathe, choking on the ashes of everything that gave your life meaning, and you will beg me for death. I will deny it to you, so that you may understand what it means when I decide to be cruel. Compared to that, this is just a slap on the wrist."

Noah then flipped Seraph onto his back and force-fed him a healing potion. As it took effect, Noah resumed beating him, punch after punch disfiguring flesh and bone. He didn’t just aim for the face; he attacked Seraph anywhere that would hurt, from smashing his balls to breaking his fingers.

"Please… just kill me…" he pleaded, barely able to talk.

"What’s that? I couldn’t hear you."

"Please, just let me die!" he sobbed, loud enough for everyone.

"I’ve been waiting for you to say those words. But I wonder, do you mean them? If you truly want to die, you’re going to have to prove it." Noah stood up and walked to the other side of the magic circle. Instead of a healing potion, a black fruit appeared in his hand. "Do you know what this is? It’s called an osfry plum, very poisonous." He then set it on the ground. "If you can crawl over here in ten seconds and eat this fruit, an agonizing death awaits you, but with the end of your life, so too will come the end of your suffering. But if you can’t reach it in time, well, I’ll just have to give you more incentive. Move fast."

Noah began counting down, and Seraph stared at the fruit, his mind lost in a torrent of pain, despair, and terror. Likewise, all of the knights were staring, each of them with a lump in their throat they couldn’t swallow. Seraph ended up wasting all his time trying to decide what to do, and after ten seconds, Noah proceeded to give him another savage beating, splattering the ground with even more blood and showing no mercy, even with Seraph no longer trying to fight back. The bloodcurdling screams did not slow his fists at all. After he was done, he gave Seraph another healing potion, but they were having less and less of an effect.

"Ok, let’s try this again. You have ten seconds."

Again, Noah began counting down, and this time, Seraph moved. His spine had yet to heal, and with his fingers broken, he couldn’t even crawl properly. He could only drag his limp legs while sobbing and howling in pain. Every inch felt like an agonizing mile, and once again, he failed to make it in time. Noah resumed the torture, this time smashing him all over his body with a brick. The knights were crying and vomiting, many of them now suffering from burns after trying to break through the barrier. After yet another potion, Seraph used all of his strength to get across the ground, finally reaching the plum, though he had to hold it with both hands.

"You understand now, don’t you? The arrogance you’ve carried all your life, your belief in your supremacy and your control over the world around you, it’s all in that little plum. Tell me, does it feel heavy in your hands? I imagine it feels like a lead weight. Go ahead, eat it. Kill yourself. You’re too weak and helpless to do anything else. It’s the only way this ends."

"Prince Seraph, don’t do it!" the knights all pleaded, including Tarnas and Alexis.

With tears streaming down his face, Seraph bit into the plum like he was starving, forcing down the bitter flesh while the juice caused his mouth to foam. He began to cough and wheeze, clawing at his throat while spasming. After several seconds, he went still, and his eyes closed. Everyone was silent, unable to believe what they had just seen.

"Noah, what have you done?" Alexis gasped.

"He killed the prince! Prince Seraph is dead!" another knight exclaimed.

"No." The voice of Tarnas drew everyone’s attention. "The barrier is still up."

"That’s right," said Noah, "he’ll wake up in a few hours. Osfry plums are poisonous, but they only knock you out, as well as cause horrible diarrhea. Your prince will live."

"Even if he lives, you will die," said Tarnas. "What you have done is inexcusable. I will see to it that you burn at the stake for this!"

"You should be thanking me." Noah walked over and stood before Tarnas, the two of them separated by the barrier. "I’ve broken him down to nothing, erased the person who he once was. Now you have the chance to build something better in its place. It’s possible that his power can still be used to help others, if he is properly guided."

The look of fury on Tarnas’s face eased slightly. "Is that your idea of mercy? Of helping?"

"No, because his final pain still awaits him. Do you know what it’s like to wake up after committing suicide? Take it from me, there are few experiences like it, and I don’t mean that in a good way. He killed himself, and now he has to live with himself. That will be his everlasting penance."

"While yours has yet to even begin. Open this barrier and come quietly."

"Sorry, but I have plans." Noah walked over to his barrier device and conjured his sword. "I tell you this once, Adwith Tarnas, and all the other knights here: don’t come after me. You have just witnessed what happens to those who make the foolish decision of antagonizing me, and I implore you to learn from the prince’s mistake. I can either be your enemy or ally. The choice is yours."

He thrust his sword into the device, breaking it and disrupting the spell. Instantly, the wall of flames surged up into a twisting maelstrom, a great fire tornado that rose into the sky. All the knights covered their eyes and jumped back to shield themselves, and then, as quickly as it came, it went out. In the center was Seraph, unsinged, with no sign of Noah.

Alexis, at a loss, fell to her knees. She felt an invisible hand clasp her shoulder. "Until we meet again," a voice whispered in her ear before vanishing. She sat there, unable to move or think, while the knights scrambled to track Noah down and tend to Seraph.

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Valia stood at the city’s edge, where homes and buildings gave way to farmland. She was waiting beside two horses, each carrying supplies and gear for a journey. She was wearing a cloak to conceal her identity, needed less and less as the sun approached the horizon. "Finally, I was worried they had caught you," she said as Noah arrived. "You look a little worse for wear."

"Seraph put up a pretty decent fight, but I have my revenge."

"Please tell me you didn’t kill him."

"He’ll live. Anyway, he doesn’t matter. Now we can finally move on."

"It’s about time." She handed him a cloak like hers and climbed up onto her horse. She paused and looked back at the city and the castle. In all likelihood, she would never be able to return, but without her brother, it was no longer home. "We’ll track Valon down, no matter what it takes," she said, both to herself and to Noah.

Noah adorned the cloak and took his own mount. "To the ends of the earth."

They each gave their horse a kick and took off, riding west towards the setting sun.

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