Digitize: Rebirth of the Silver Death God

Nero had already arrived within the Battle Arena; he walked around towards the areas of the Battle Rings, but as he did so, he couldn't help but take notice of those who were looking at him.

"Hey, that guy... doesn't he look like that brat?" A youth whispered to someone with a curious glance.

"Yup, he's definitely that fellow, just look at him, the fellow is wreaking blood all over as if he just came from a slaughterhouse," The other person said while glancing over.

"After that much killing, how would he not have such an appearance? Heh... he truly is worthy of that name..." Another person said as he looked over.

"He's almost like that Red Rain; in fact, I think both would match quite well..."Another said, a few others also nodded their heads in agreement.

Some male and female Digitizers couldn't help but cast sharp glances towards Nero, many of them sizing him up as they emanated battle intents. However, even with his current blood-soaked and icy expression, there were still those females that stared at him with starry eyes.

"Ouu~ he's even better up close, truly deserving of that handsome man list," A beauty said as she looked at him as if there wasn't blood over his body but candy.

Nero frowned as he saw he was the center of attention, but he merely snorted not paying them any mind as he continued on his way while thinking to himself, 'I don't know why they've retaken an interest in me, and I don't care, soon I'll be out of this shitty place...'

Following those thoughts, Nero soon stood before a Battle Ring; there he saw that the loosely armored Avollo was seated at its center with his back turned and a sword resting on his legs, his long dreadlocks hair flowing down his back as he wore a simple straw hat.

As if he sensed that Nero arrived, Avollo opened his eyes, emanating a sharp pressure which faded before he stood and faced Nero.

The moment Avollo looked at him, Nero felt as if a sharp sword was stabbing him, a strong feeling of oppression came over that caused him to tremble a bit, but as if Nero didn't like this, his range and murderous intent rose by an astonishing degree.

"Bastard! Did you call me here to bully me?" Nero shouted in anger as his murderous air grew so rich that he formed a red-colored Magic Power over his body, one that swayed the clothes on his body as it rustled his hair.

Despite his sharp look, Avollo stared at Nero with a slightly worrisome gaze while thinking, 'So it's true after all, I don't know who that person was, but I guess he was truly looking out for his well-being. Tsk, the only trouble now is actually waking his fellow from this emo phase...'

Avollo thought for a moment before an idea came to his mind, he made a slight smirk before he gripped the handle of his sword and spoke, "Hey pal, I called you here to test your growth, is this the limit of your strength? Since when did you become so wishy-washy and fully of negative feelings? Ha, I bet that you won't even last a single strike again..."

Nero hearing this grew even more anger, due to his current state of mind, he could be easily provoked by a bunch of random goblins, how could he not take offensive to Avollo's words?

"I was thinking of paying you back in the future, but it looks like I'll have to carve you up today!" Nero said with a sinister intent in his eyes as he jumped onto the stage.

Avollo smirked as he glanced around and saw that a few others were slowly noticing what was happening. He quickly commanded for the battle area to active its private function, shrouding their conflict from prying eyes.

The moment the arena became covered by mist, a few others stared at this while clicking their teeth as they complained.

"Tsk, and here I thought I would get to witness something good, that Grass-Root Sword Child versus that savage Silver Blood Fiend..." One person said.

"No point complain, we'll still be able to see the outcome in the end..." Another person said.

"What's there to guess? It's obvious that only that guy will come out after an overwhelming victory," Another party said.

The others nodded in agreement, other than them, a strange individual was patrolling around; this person had peculiar features shrouded by a red hooded robe with odd markings with a pendant of a skull around their neck.

Immediately, one could tell by their slender makings and fine skin that it was a female. Her gorgeous red pupils stared from below her hood at the stage in a curious manner, but as if she lost interest, she turned and left in silence.

As she was leaving a few noticed her and could not help but make looks of shock as a small commotion formed.

"Hey, wasn't that Red Rain?" One male asked with shocked eyes.

"Hmm, I don't know why someone from that major Novice City is here, but then again, we've seen characters like Thunder's Daughter to Rampant Ax, I won't be surprised if the next person I see is Child of Blaze..." Another person said with a sigh.

"Indeed..." The previous male who spoke said in the reply.

As Red Rain left, the scene here and continued to grow crowded, but the battle within the Battle Ring had only just begun.

***

Nero, who emanated dense murderous lights had reached his hand out to the side, a bright light flashed as his cursed scythe appeared in his arms.

Once this happened, Nero began to hear some strange noises in his mind, "Kill! Kiiiillll! Kiiiiillllll!"

As if he couldn't even control himself, Nero's entire eyes even his sclera turned red as it glowed in a red ray, his entire body then erupted another dense amount of red energies as he lifted his head and roared, "Haaaaaaaa!"

Avollo frowned as he saw Nero in this state, his worrisome eyes grew sharper as he slowly unsheathed his sword and gazed at him while in thought, 'It's grown even worse, I must break this festering spirit at its core...'

Most people wouldn't see this, but Avollo had a different kind of eye, in his sights, he could see that behind Nero was a strange-looking shadow, it stared at Avollo while laughing in an extremely menacing manner.

Suddenly, the scene here grew chaotic as both parties were only moments away from clashing, one being calm sharpness and the other of a savage and murderous intent. The count down soon ended as the bell sounded a few seconds after, thus beginning the unexpected rematch between rival and friends.