Briss Island #19
The King's features remained unshaken by Cletus' words. But the Lunarian already knew what his choice would be. This man, who took in the entirety of his province into his castle, was too compassionate to put the citizens of Sunspear at risk any longer. The Vampirates would take Sunspear with no resistance now, or atleast so he thought. A young boy would suddenly run up past the king with a rock in hand, before he could respond. He had gotten away from his mother, who ran behind him unable to stop what would happen next. He threw it. The rocked soared through the air in slow motion before hitting the lunarian square in the temple.
“Leave us you monster! I HATE YOU! I HOPE YOU ALL DIE!”
he shouted in anguish. Tears flowed out of the child's eyes, saddened by the hopeless situation they were in. Cletus' smile melted.
The King said grimly.
King Martell lowered his weapons, having quickly stepped in front of the crying child. The King surrendered to the Vampirates, for the safety of his people. The cries of the citizens resonated loudly throughout the throne room as he dropped his sword to console the crying child. Whatever happens next, mattered very little to the Lunarian. This was something Gambit would have to deal with now. He's only here to claimed the territory as that's what his captain desires. He gave his respect to the King, nodding his head in response. Cletus turned around, making his leave to check up on his friends.
A few hours later....
KG, Janemba and Freiza has been busy in Sunspear, handling preparations to secure a proper foothold in Sunspear. While Koza and Muk stayed behind on their respective ships, slowly recovering from their wounds. It would be some time before Koza would be in fighting shape again. Until then, the trio would handle things on their own. To their disamy, the citizens of this province had no choice but to reluctantly comply. Glares and looks of malice, fear and hopelessness filled the eyes of these people. For their humble city was now in the tight grasp of Landayan Marrow, the future Pirate King.
Meanwhile, Cletus had chosen to seclude himself on the Armageddon, despite KG's attempts of getting him involved in the preparations. Cletus just couldn't put himself in the mood. The Lunarian reflected on current events. His memories and thoughts flashing throughout his mind.
"Fufufufufu Yes go forth! Don't worry about a thing, I'll protect you! The feeling of freedom is such sweet bliss! I've missed it!"
The Lunarian sighed. Depression. He had won the battle, but not the mental war. Had he not played with his food and got careless or struggled with his internal turmoil before that, maybe he would have came in time to avoid Koza getting hurt. Maybe had he not underestimated Sunspear in the beginning, things would have been different. The lunarians flames of vengeance had fizzled out. How could he take down the government if he wasn't strong enough to protect his new friends? His new family. Vidarr's words from earlier came to his mind.
Yes. Your will to avenge will always be there. This is what you chose years ago. This is now who you are until your last breath. I will interfere with you no further from here, until you call for me of course. I did my part and now you must do yours. I only appeared to remind you that I'm always present. Farewell.
“Leave us you monster! I HATE YOU! I HOPE YOU ALL DIE!”
Cletus would sit quietly for a while longer. Then he would speak.
"Vidarr. Come to my aid."
More silence would follow, before Cletus would feel the spirit of vengeance presence in his mind.
What do want, Cletus D Sol?
Cletus rose to feet, preparing to converse with the spirit in his head.
"You promised me, that becoming the spirit of vengeance would grant me the power I needed to strike down my enemies. I became a monster for the sake of strength. However, I am still weak. Power rules supreme, yet the power I have is....lacking. I need more."
Vidarr would go quiet for a moment.
So you demand even more from me? I came to your aid when you summoned me years ago and granted you strength already without a price, because I owed a favor to your ancestor.
The Lunarian's eyes widened in surprise. Vidarr had revealed to him to truth of his lineage years ago, when they had first made their deal. The god however, had yet to reveal the details on his relationship with his leinage. But Cletus would leave his questions for another time.
"Are you saying you can't help me?"
Vidarr would chuckle in response.
In order to gain more strength, you need to sacrifice a piece of who you are. Are you willing to sacrifice a part of who you are for your goal? For your friends?
Cletus' thoughts fell back of Koza's injured body and the injuries his men sustained trying to take the wall of Sunspear down. His parents. He knew his answer.
"I am! Anything to protect them."
So be it.
Cletus instantly lost consciousness.
The God of Vengeance dragged his soul from his mortal body into the depths of the underworld. Specifically his domain of Vidarr. His throne room. The Lunarian's astral form landed on the black charred floors of the god of vengeance castle. Or atleast what was left of it. He opened his eyes meeting Vidarr face to face for the second time in his life.
The God's giant figure loomed over the lunarian. An ant to a deity. He rose from his seat, standing at his full height. Beyond that of a regular gianr. His body was suddenly engulfed in ash forcing his figure down to a smaller size, taking on a more human form, comparable to Cletus in height.
Vidarr God of Vengeance
"Welcome to my domain, Cletus. Do not worry. Your body is fine. I brought your soul down to me.
Cletus looked around. Vidarr's domain was filled with molten rock and fire. The screams of those slain in Vengeance plagued the area, like a terrible song of despair. Remnants of a castle remained all around the duo. It had almost been like it had been destroyed in battle long ago. Im the center of it all, the God's giant throne remained strong and sturdy.
"Why have you brought me here?"
The Lunarian questioned in confusion.
"The last time you helped me, you did not bring me to this place."
The God grasped his blade tightly."The last time, granting you power did not require me training you."
Cletus stood in disbelief. Vidarr was going to train him personally?
"All I did the last time was increase your fire power. Granting you the flames of vengeance. However, you can no longer rely on that part of you from today."
The God would then throw a weapon at Cletus' feet. A cutlass.
Cletus' eyes widened in shock. Vidarr held true to his word. The lunarian could no longer feel his flame. His ability to ignite was taken. Lost to Vidarr. All for the sake of power.
"Pick it up. The only way to gain the power you seek, is to defeat me in battle! Careful not die. Once your soul does, there would be no returning to your friends."
"But that's impossible! You're a god!"
"If you can't defeat a god, how do you expect to gain the strength to protect your friends? Are you admitting you don't have what it takes, Cletus D. Sol?"
Vidarr questioned in a mocking tone.
Cletus fists clenched tightly at the god's words. The Lunarian could not keep his smile contained. Well played. He could not submit now. So what if he couldn't Ignite anymore? A minor inconvenience at best. The Lunarian picked up the cutlass with confidence, pointing it directly infront of his he laughed in the face of danger. Having never wielded a blade before, defeating Vidarr would be next to an impossible feat. But who would he be if he let the impossible stop him? All he would do is just learn while he fought. If he were to die, atleast he would die fighting.
"As if I don't! Bring it on then. I can take you down."
Vidarr smiled in return. Now wielding a massive greatsword in his right hand, he pointed it infront of himself, mirroring Cletus movements.
"We shall see."
The both of them would dash towards each other at full speed. Cletus waited for Vidarr to attack first, using his Humandrill Mimickry to copy his moments. On the other hand, Vidarr prepared a full powered swing......
The conquest of Sunspear was over. The next chapter in Cletus' story was about to begin.