Ascension of the Nephilim

The scheme of Nightwing had finally paid off. He needed to see the soul of Breveros so that he could slowly instill the power of Mysterion inside.

Inside the dome, Nightwing was using the excuse of calling out his power to cover the entire place with Mysterion and Oblivion.

Inside the cave, Nightwing had requested to harness a greater amount of Oblivion and took a huge lot as he knew he would have the chance to deceive Breveros into doing this.

Breveros was a powerful magic user who could draw out his soul. As Eldrich, they were well-versed in the many disciplines and teachings and had a deeper inheritance. Breveros was slightly learned in the areas of the soul and could allow his soul to appear and even be in contact with other things.

Nightwing's Shaman powers were appearing, and Breveros felt amazed.

"As expected of someone who has heritages from two Fallen..." Breveros could only sigh in envy.

But the truth was, Nightwing's power as the Shaman was not so strong that it could alter or scan the soul. The level of shaman knowledge Nightwing had was the same as Kyros. And the knowledge that they had was from the Nephilim Sealing Fortress allowed several advanced Shaman techniques. But it wasn't as powerful that it could alter the very essence of the curse. And yet, the foundation of Shamanic principles that Mezal knew and the additional powers that Kyros discovered and trained in within the Unrecorded Pages had allowed them great and precise control.

Breveros was impressed at the foundational elements that Nightwing revealed.

And this made him believe the claims of Breveros even more.

Nightwing's hand moved towards Breveros's head. This was where the soul was for Eldirch races.

Nightwing touched it and summoned his shamanic knowledge that, caused Breveros's soul to tremble.

"Do not resist if you have the means to resist. I need to scan your soul with my power. And if the power inflicting you with Bad Luck is strong, I will have a hard time fighting it. I may not even survive." Nightwing warned.

"Do it," Breveros answered.

Nightwing then channeled his powers and used the shaman techniques.

It was similar to how he harnessed the power of Sacrifice as Breveros had his guard down.

And now was the time to enact his plan.

After confirming that it was possible to change the person's allegiance from Fate and Destiny, Nightwing knew that his plan to convert Breveros had a high chance. If he could arrange his deception and the visions that Kyros showed of this otherworldly version of strategy would work for Breveros, who had an alternate existence that fought and followed with Kyros!

And Nightwing intended to use that to confuse Breveros and slowly drag him to a position of the forced alliance.

Nightwing began to send out his power.

The power of Mysterion moved along the soul, and Breveros sensed it.

He trembled as he felt the strange, foreign, and uncomfortable sensation entering his Spirit.

"I am giving you a portion of my power. The power of the True Neutral should trigger your powers and the curse. This power will make you stronger. Do you understand what I am doing?"

"Yes. By giving me power, you are forcing the bad luck to act out." Breveros answered.

"Correct. Absorb this power for now..." Nightwing ordered as he kept pouring in a soul-changing power.

Breveros truly felt stronger. As the seconds passed, he could not help but feel that his bad luck was disappearing.

But then, a trembling was occurring in Breveros's soul. The power of Destiny was somewhat corrupted, and Breveros was feeling an uncomfortable sensation. It was as if he was not supposed to be doing this.

Breveros resisted it and resisted it, and his body began to tremble.

"Resist it! I'm getting closer!" Nightwing lied and used his power of [Deception].

But Breveros sensed such a great uncomfortable feeling that he began resisting the powers.

"It's... too... painful!" Breveros cried. He couldn't understand what form of sensation it was, but the pain was the closest thing he could associate it with.

Breveros began to fight back, but then a strange vision appeared.

He saw himself fighting his brother and father in a strange world. He saw himself as weaker in cultivation but stronger in technique and control. So he used the powers that he had. But these powers were outside the realms of his Corruption.

He saw his allies and couldn't help but be amazed that these allies were of Fate! The sensation was clear, and he felt a strange sense of belonging as he fought a powerful Fallen with an appearance he could not even remember.

"Ahh!" Breveros shouted, a sharp sensation enveloping his soul.

"Resist it! Something is...."

"Ahhh!"

BOOM!

A shock wave knocked Nightwing back as the essence of Destiny tried to fight back.

But even as the immense backlash caused Nightwing to cough blood, he was still happy. Destiny was unaware of what had happened, and the events inside this dark sphere were kept a secret.

Breveros was still in pain and was gasping for breath. The pain had manifested physical wounds as he coughed out blood, and scars, cuts, and burn marks covered his arm.

"...You! Who are you?!" Nightwing shouted in shock as he approached Breveros.

"What was that vision?! What was happening?! That world...!" Nightwing approached and demanded as he held Breveros by his collar.

"I... Don't know...!" Breveros shouted back.

"Tell the truth!" Nightwing roared.

"I am! I don't know! That's why I asked for your help!" Breveros shouted back.

Nightwing's frightened expression remained, but he tried to calm himself down.

"Wasn't this your suggestion to figure things out about my affliction?! Why ask me?! I am more confused than you are!" Breveros shouted.

Nightwing fell silent and let go of Breveros.

He moved back and began to think as he closed his eyes and surged his power out.

"What are you doing?" Breveros asked.

"Searching the area. A portion of that energy was released. You unconsciously managed to cleave away from the power of Destiny when you rejected the True Challenger's power."

Breveros recalled the strange sensation that entered his soul.

"You felt it, didn't you? The power of Destiny in your soul? The curse that covers it!"

"What was it? Why was that powerful curse there?"

"I had a feeling this was the case. Legend tells of some who were of Destiny who became True Neutrals by mysterious means. You see, that's almost impossible. You can't just switch sides like that." Nightwing explained.

"What do you mean?"

"You... are too strong. Destiny has set his champion in the place of your brother. The problem is that you were too strong. You would have risen the ranks and even outmatched your brother. Did you see it?" Nightwing asked.

"...A battle. What was that battle? I was there! And...!"

"For me to guess what that was, I need to explain the truth. Here's what I know about the battle between Fate and Destiny. It's an all-out war where only one side remains. The battle is so vast that it controls the lives of all mortals. In this battle, many are just useless bystanders, while others, specifically, the Challengers, are called to stand up and fight." Nightwing began to explain.

"Challengers? Destiny Challenger? The Eldrich's most powerful nobles have this strange skill. We were told it's a blessing of the Fallen called Destiny. But I don't have it."

"Well, actually, you do. It's a weird one, though. Anyway, the battle between these two and their challenger is a war across time. These two beings live outside of our time. Fate controls things from the past to set and prepare things to happen in the future. Destiny's power is to see and arrange things from the future. It saw something in you and gave you an inverse Challenger. It's this curse, the bad luck, that limits you." Nightwing explained.

"It cursed me... because it foresaw me going against my family?!" Breveros was shocked.

"I don't know. I am a True Neutral. I do my best to hide beneath the eyes of Fate and Destiny. It was very difficult for me to hide, and I had to work next to someone so that my activities would be hidden. I don't have time to explain that. But you are an anomaly. If I were to guess, Destiny needs only one Eldrich champion here, for it may lead to divides in the future. Do not underestimate this war, Breveros. When you see things from the perspective of those who know the true nature of the universe, even your goals to conquer the Planesworld seem insignificant. Whatever the reason, you are of Destiny, but it hates you." Nightwing warned.

Breveros's expression darkened. Rage and confusion were building up.

"You should... rest. There are just too many mysteries about your status. It's the first time I've seen it..." Nightwing sighed and turned away. He needed time for Breveros to brood and rage in his state so that Breveros would desire to be 'converted'.

As Nightwing planned, Breveros was about to explode in his rage because of the mysterious curse of Destiny.