The Vagrant Ring turned white. A blinding white light enveloped Siderius. The demon was pushed back, unable to hurt him even a tiny bit.
"I listen." A calm low voice replied.
Siderius couldn't make out the god's appearance. But he could see the faint outline of him in the sky.
An ordinary man with short white hair and pale skin. He raised his hand toward the demon.
Darkness flooded out and enveloped the demon entirely. It didn't even have the chance to resist.
"Abyss?! You are..." The demon roared into oblivion.
Its existence was wiped clean, no longer present in any world. Even though it only had a projection here.
Siderius sat on his butt. He didn't want to use the Vagrant Ring, he knew from the beginning when he got it that it would make him connect deeper to this 'God'. But he had no other choice.
He only had two. To die or to ask for help from a being which he couldn't understand.
Siderius disappeared from the town. His two swords were still plunging into the ground.
