Lying there, heavy and panting,Sunday tried to maintain a grasp on his sanity. In front of him was a 9ft Rare Cla.s.sed Beast staring at him with bored eyes.

"So, I'm going to be stuck with this bag of essence for all of time." It snorted rather proudly, waves of energy cascading down it's entire length.

At that, Sunday's body stiffened, his veins constricting as if about to implode.

'So Useless. I can't believe I am indepted to someone of such substance.'

Hearing that, Sunday jerked forward, a horrible expression on his face.

"You dare?!..." He coughed only for him to fall down back again as energy waves cascaded down the wolf.

'Pathetic!'

'Useless'

'Worthless: The wolf snickered, each time Sunday tried to rise up from the ground only yo crash down again as energy waves cascaded ddiwn the Wolf's length.

At this point, veins had crisscrossed the entire length of his body revealing the extreme efforts he was put up to reject the depressing force of the wolf

And each time he tried...

He failed.

Woefully.

Each and every time he tried ..

And true to what the wolf said...

He... He was pathetic...

Useless.

It's was why he was unable to hold his own...

It was why Elder refused to save him...

Because he was worth nothing. Sunday clenched his rather trembling fingers in a bid to draw strength. Deep down inside of him, he knew that was true.

But

He couldn't really just accept resignation. After all, he ... He had wanted to be recognized and be seen for just anything but a child. And he did...

No, who was he deceiving. He failed miserably.

His mind clenched and twisted as intense psychological pain seared through his insides. He was at the verge of it , that feeling of worthless, fuelled with the projection of anguish he felt from all about him.

He was worth nothing. A waste of Essence.

Unworthy to be called an Irunmole. A weakling. A loser.

That was why... That was why he had never being a.s.signed any errands yet. And errands to earth to Earth was an Irunmole 's primary objective.

No, what was Earth?

His bit on his tongue hard, tasting his blood.

Or the quivalent of that in Irunmole terms...

Even NIniola had visited Earth too. She had told him so and he didn't need to doubt.

What was there to doubt after all?

Not when he had seen her wrestling demons like it was her hobby. And he, as always cowering behind her...

Like a frightened animal...

A dog who couldn't bite.

'Yes, Sunday, a toothless dog. That is who you are! Descendant bof the last DemiG.o.d. When I was drawn to you in the woods... I had thought I was facing my equal...

But you? You're just an amus.e.m.e.nt to pa.s.s time with.' The Wolf's voice boomed, his snout, level with Sunday's face, observing him with disdain in it's eyes

Just then, energy s.h.i.+vered through its furs and Sunday jerked up, yelling as sharp pain hit into his spine.

'Its Over, Sunday. Give up. For a loser like you, I'm surprised to see you have a great will. Others have tried bonding with me, but as always, I ripped their minds apart. But you, loser, cowering despised son of The FIrst Prime, unworthy of his father's affection. You have withstood me for quite some time. '

The wolf snarled, a curl drawing up the sides of its mouth.

'Dont think you can fight it, Sunday... The dispair inside of you... I can sense it... Rejected Son who's good enough to be allowed to die. '

'Nooooooooo... Don't you dare say that...' Sunday growled...

He willed himself to stand but his legs didn't budge. Forcing himself, he punched into the ground, hoping to propel himself up from the ground.

But his arm broke

'Ahh... Useless ... No wonder your father was willing to let me dispose of you. Like the trash you are.' The wolf spoke, shaking it's head in annoyance, as it begun to walkaway.

At that, Sunday let out a m.u.f.fled cry. A tear dropped down to the ground. At the sight of that, he reminded himself that all of this wasn't worth it. He was drawn to the wolf initially.

But now, he knew why.

He was drawn , because he was nothing important in the realm of existence.

He was a mistake, a blemish that needed to be corrected.

By the wolf.

Another tear dropped.

Another tear...

But what was he fighting for anyways...

Why was he still struggling to maintain his grip on reality.

Closing his eyes was much more easier...

At least, the worries didn't seem to be there when he did.

And so he closed his eyes, his physique , taut on the wateryground of his mind, flickering slightly while the ma.s.s of the wolf emboldened simultaneously.

The wolf stopped it's movement, turning it's neck back with a wolf-like smile on it's face.

His captor and savior was dying out, psychological and he was going to break free, in the end.

As he always did.

All, he needed do was, wait.

Wait for him to accept total resignation and defeat.

And he would be free.

Just a little while.

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"Owww..." Ralia ooohed.

"No one has pulled that feat ever since the time of the last DemiG.o.d..." Fayose added, hands at his waist with face in awe.

A little ahead of them was Sunday.

His cry, ripped through the air as pain tore at his entire frame. He hunched his back, energy erupting from him as an astral projection of the Rare Cla.s.sed Beast Washed over him

"Impossible, He's soulbounding. How?" Balogun muttered, asking no one in particular.

"Nowadays, nothing is impossible anymore." Sena replied, her frame flickering in the orange haze of energy.

Beside her was 2nd Prime, Anu, one hand hanging down while the other rested on her hips. She exhaled before waving through the dust about her face.

Despite the time that had elapsed since judgement seal, the dust was still everywhere fuelled even more by the soul bonding process in front of her.

"That boy is simply talented. But I couldn't have expected less. Heh... Despite the fact that we all under estimated him." She sighed.

"And what would you have us do?" Fayose walked forward, his eyes seed unsettled as he scratched through his beard.

He didn't just get it.

Although the Second Prime had dismissed it as mere talent. But, didn't that go against the Irunmole Cla.s.s Discipline?

Soulbonding was a feat so familiar with rare ones.

And these rare ones had to be at a cla.s.s above Omega. But here was Sunday, an Irunmole who hadn't even undergone the basic baptism of every Irunmole-- a journey into the mortal world, Earth.

It was simply unbelievable. Something or someone must have triggered that. Either that or Sunday was simply gifted. The latter which he disagreed with.

But if the Primes would keep silent on this, then who was he to speak?

Just then, an Irunmole entered into their view. She was sobbing and rus.h.i.+ng in over to Sunday.

"Ah... You again." Maerius's voice booked out, cutting Niniola short in her tracks.

"What are you doing here?" He asked again, throwing glances at Elder and Anu with the look that said 'dont interfere, I can handle this'.

Niniola bared her teeth.

"Don't you even try to stop me, All of You. If you dare, I swear, I will cut you down. Including the Irunmole who tried to have his own son killed." She blurted out, anger seeping through her blinding tears.

She had , initially adored this man.

First Prime. But seeing him there, not making a move.

Not doing anything despite seeing his son being ripped to shreds.

Now, she ... She had no more respect for him.

She could take anything...

But not this. Not anyone hurting Sunday or watching him get hurt.

Elder grimaced, his face contorted with rage. He took a step forward, sending webwork of cracks as thunder bellowed above.

Taking another step, a shockwave rippled out, forcefully exerting his aura in an all out offensive stance. Immediately, Maerius boosted into the air,propelled by the concussion winds erupting violently at his feet.

In his mind, he made one resolve.

It was the same resolve he had made when they faced Trixius.

Act now or Regret it all.

His whole life had being bound by that principle. Some called him aggressive or even arrogant. But he knew that, once only was he to live.

And that once, he was going to Make it count.

Just once.

The aura rocked the air progressively, whipping more dust storms and clearing off all the Alphas before they could react.

However Anu was faster, her wings suddenly expanded.

"Ino Agbara: Perfect Body" She Yelled, as bluish lights encircled her whole frame, forming a dense barrier of light. The Aura blasted into her, rippling against her body frame energy s.h.i.+eld.

Elder's eyes widened.

He hadn't meant to make that move. No, not when he was still in Prime's Wrath:First Transcendency.

He had only being infuriated by that exiled brat and unknowingly expelled his aura.

That little brat had caused it. All for what? He asked himself, trying to keep his eyes cool and collected as he accessed the situation.

He looked onwards, watching Anu's s.h.i.+eld hold for a while. He watched as she began forcing more energy into her s.h.i.+led, as she moved to position herself in-between Maerius and the Younger Irunmole--.

The aura roared on violently, tearing down upon Anu's Body Frame s.h.i.+eld. Upon getting resistance, the aura seemed to condense at a particular person, Anu, forcing her into submission as she fell to her knees with a Yelp, drained of energy.

Then it rushed onwards, tearing through s.p.a.ce with a mind of it's own as it bore down heavily against Maerius.

"Inu Agbara: Temporary Boundary Seal" Maerius dropped down immediately he got into range, dropping a hand down to the hardened ground, he let essence flow through his fingers, expanding outwards.

This time, he released much more than usual. And this time, he knew he was right.

After all, now was the time to act or Regret later.

Just like during the time of Trixius.

Yelling now, veins ripped across his arm, his aura flooding out violently to clash with the oppresive, seemingly conscious aura of First Prime as Energy walls bursts out of the ground, surrounding himself and the wards he had to rush to protect within.

For one thing, Sunday was absorbing a demon beast. Now he couldn't just possibly let First Prime's unchecked rage tear apart the only friend Sunday had.

Yes, despite the fact he too was against them.

He knew... He couldn't deny of how they looked at each other. The friends.h.i.+p they both had found.

But, Sunday, was destinied to bring ruins and shame to the irunmole legacy. And because of that, his Father, The Elder had being very touchy about him.

Even to the point of isolating him from the whole Orun.

That was surely what had droven him into the trouble seeking and adventurous exile, Niniola.

And his relations.h.i.+p with her, had further worsened things.

Not that he blamed her. Perhaps, if Elder had seen things from his point of view.

Had seen that Prophecies were not Almighty. If that had happened, he was sure, all of this wouldn't have been happening.

And Sunday would have been absorbing a Rare Cla.s.sed Demonic Beast.

Maerius's muscles bulged, contracting and bulging again, pain like never before cutting across his mind like a hot knife to b.u.t.ter. He clenched for the earth, only to claw on raw hardened rock.

And for once, he wished...

If only, if only there was another way to fix Sunday.

If Only.

At that, Maerius's eyes mistened.

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Niniola herself didn't understand what was going on. She was dumbstruck. Seeing the Alphas get knocked down by a single eruption of Aura.

She had spent most of her time in Orun Apaadi--Abode of the unpure. She had faced demons, beasts and whatnot.

But in all of the times, she had never faced an a.s.sault of Aura on this scale.

She marvelled. Bit not for long. Another cry erupted from Sunday, accompanied by Energy waves pumping out of him into the atmosphere.

Her eyes widened as she soul eyed Sunday.

"No, no, no, no ,no..."

"Do what you must, I am Counting on you. That beast is trying to rupture Sunday's mind. Save him, I'm counting on you. " Maerius crunched on the ground, trying to repel the overwhelming sentient wave of Aura that rocked against the boundary seal.

"What do I do?" Niniola asked in desperation as she wringed her fingers.

"J-just tell...tell him not to give up..."

"How???" Niniola asked again, tears running down her eyes.

"JUST S--SOULGAZE" Mearius roared as he jerked up, a heavy boom of his own aura slas.h.i.+ng through the oppresive aura of First Prime.

He rose to his feet, eyes all white, as energy streamed from him.

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He growled, two point tearing out through his scapels. Flooding his being with another surge of pain hit him, followed by an accompanying relaxing wash of essence.

Maerius Ascended.

He Ascended into the pseudo DemiG.o.d cla.s.s. He grinned, watching in the heat as Any rose to her feet, turning her gaze from him to Elder, The First Prime.

"Shey e ti ri?(1). You put us under strain of keeping you, favored of the G.o.d's in safe conditions. Yet this is all we are worth for... Eh... This is what we are worth for? "Anu voiced boomed.

She was angry,

And even Elder knew it too. And that, she wasn't one to be on her bad side.

He exhaled, his mind a maelstorm of several thoughts. The most Paramount, his Son, Sunday.

He wanted him to live. That was all he could ask for. If only the Orishas would oblige.

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Name: Sunday

Soul Status: Pseudo Messenger Cla.s.s

Energy level: 5 /2 945

Niniola could no longer m.u.f.fle her sobs. She let them fall freely accenting them with occasional cries. Putting her hands on his shoulders, she looked into the closed eyes of Sunday.

Deep down , in his soul, he was losing it. The beast he soulbonded with was trying to allow despair rip apart his host's mind.

Such an ungrateful behavior from a creature that Sunday had saved.

Right now, Sunday was. .h.i.tting Soul decline. And there was nothing she could do.

She felt useless...

'No, I can't allow despair take over me. ' At this, she sensed an unfamiliar wave of resentment crawl into her mind.

She shrugged her shoulders, closing her eyes tight.

Not not her mind

'Sunday, when there is a will, there is a will.' She sniffed in, wiping of her eyes wit the back of the palm before grabbing both hands of Sunday.

'Listen to me, Sunday. Look deep down and find my voice. Don't let that beast drown it. Remember our friends.h.i.+p. Don't leave me alone. Don't you dare, Sunday. I need you.'

Warmth sparked through Sunday's body.

She felt it too as she opened her eyes.

Shocked , she gasped as Sunday began fading off into essence gradually.

She checked him out again.

Name:Sunday

Soul Status: Pseudo Messenger Cla.s.s

Energy level: 1/2945

'No..'

She shut her eyes tightly again as hot tear resumed their flow.

'I... I ... I need you.' she sniffed again

"You know, when we met. I thought it was me, just going to be stopping a gang of rogues from bullying you everytime. That's what I thought. But I was wrong.

I thought I was the one giving you a reason to stick around. But now, looking back at it, I realise...I realise that it had been you all along.

Remember those times, I felt so lonely.

So useless.

You would hold my hands and tell me that the choices of others should never really determine that k should live a life of nothingness and emptiness.

You taught me, what it meant... What it meant to stand up for what you want.

You are my inspiration.

Son of the lineage of Primes, descandant of last DemiG.o.d. You were so much more than others could see.

You, Sunday, you are my hero.

Your enthusiasm, your refusal to call it quits.

That's what attracted me to you. That's why I found it hard to leave you.

Because, it was I, I was the one , drawing strength from you, Sunday.

I... I need you. " Niniola broke down to profuse tears.

The loud screech of a huge bird like creature rent the air, arresting the focus of the Primes and The Alphas who were just starting to get themselves.

It swooped down, das.h.i.+ng at breakneck speed, faster than anyone could react, it's claws extended.

This time, the Irunmole has recovered out of the initial shock , the Alphas First.

Although weakened, Ralia and Sena dashed forward, each releasing a surge of fiery energy towards other.

"Marun-ina Ina(2)"

"First form

Second form

Third form

Fourth form

Fifth form"

Energy erupted from their bodies, powering up their every move as they trailed along.

All about them, heat burned and glazed, increasing the orange hue they had on as they propelled themselves on a headlong collision course with the bird.

"Alpha's Rage: Diverging Storm"

Their feet left the air, gingerly bursting through atmospheric ressitance as fueled by the Alpha Rage Impetus-- A more condensed form of Prime Cla.s.s Transcendency.

Fire exploded all about them, encirling the Alphas in a whirlwind of flames. Their fists swept out in a wide arc, orange flames widening their strike accompanied by miniature concussion blasts that covered up for the range the flame sword could not reach.

However their Acenscion to the Fifth Form was slow, weakness brought upon them by the oppresive aura Elder had expelled previously.

Seeing this, The Bird tilted sideways, totalling avoiding going in-between the two female Alphas as it' back missed barely, Ralia's fiery tornado.

The impetus of the female Alphas was over and they crashed down to the ground below. Gazing down at the falling Alphas, it screeched satisfactorily as if glad to have escaped them.

But that Joy was short-lived.

Balogun was right in front of it, propelled by a leap of vicious strength.

"Ijakadi(3): Rumbling Boulders" he Grinned, Shooting out his fist at the oncoming bird as an image of a boulder formed over his hand.

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(T/N) 1.have you seen it?

2. Five fire cycles

3. Fist of destruction