The Regressed NoBody

“Cough...cough.”

A man could be seen laying over destroyed blocks of debris with countless cracks and cavities over the structures which lay in tatters.

He was heavily coughing and every time he did, blood would be spat out from his mouth like an endless stream.

“Haaa...Haaa.”

Heavily breathing, heavy curtains of clouds dissipated from the sky and caused the moonlight to fall over the man’s figure drowning him in the egnamtic light which crossed through the battlefield.

His body was riddled with countless wounds and scars in several place on his body. Not one area on his body was safe from the injuries.

A warm and dark trail of crimson trickled from each wound the man had sustained over his physique, as if he had been chewed and spat out by some ferocious beast. Sequentially with a shaking breath he seemed to be on the verge of dying.

“So this is how I die!”

He spoke in a low, weak and quivering voice which was almost inaudible to the ears. His lips quivered weakly as his hollow, dead eyes looked aimlessly above at the night sky where countless stars hanged themselves beautifully.

Feeling his body steer and shake, like the god of death himself had placed his hand over him, he began to reminisce about his entire life in that split moment. The sad, happy, good, bad, every memory, experience and interaction, he recalled them all in his dying moment, the recollection causing a shallow smile to tuck on his dry and cracked lips.

“Ahh...?”

“Hahaha, hahaha."

Suddenly he laughed, but the sound of it was dry and humourless. As if all that could be felt right now was rage and sorrow.

“Old man... everyone, it looks like I will be joining you all pretty soon on the other side!” His eyes dulled even more as the word rolled out of his mouth emotionlessly. His face was a stern mask of stoicism.

In the fleeting moment when the dying man was having his recollection, the space around him began to ripple and distort. The ground began to quake as an immense pressure emanated the entirety of the surroundings area, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Soon afterwards a floating figure became visible in the air. His breath-taking figure bathed in the beautiful moonlight as his majestic snow white locks lightly swayed by the light breeze. His eyes, the most darkest shade of crimson as they they could kill anyone just by one glance, which looked devilish yet so charming.

Sensing the threatening presence approach closer and closer, the man stirred his body up slowly, but the wounds on his body were countless and recovery was near impossible for him. He held his left arm with the other and as he puffed his chest he began marching in the floating devilish figure's direction.

With a groan which was halfway cut short, it could be evidently seen that even walking several setps was a challenge for him in his current condition. His breathing hardened with each one as if it could be his last, as he clenched his teeth to take even a single step forward, to advance and fight against the pain surging to overcome him any minute.

“OVERDRIVE."

He muttered underneath his breath.

Just as he muttered, his body took a sharp transformation as his muscles bulged and veins popped out.

Soon his body started glowing brightly with a breath taking white hue, as if he was a lone morning star in the darkness which enshrouded the world in its embrace.

The pressure his body exuded was nothing to scoff about, as the ground beneath began to crack with each step he covered in his stride.

Though neither was the white haired man's any less oppressive, with both of their pressures soon colliding, it looked as if the entirety of the world itself was responding to their clash by dangerously shaking. As if the earth could tear itself apart any moment.

His pressure was almost equal to the Demon King's.

“Why are you so persistent, human?”

The Demon King asked, his rasp voice echoing through the surrounding as he landed from his flight. His voice echoed in the man's ears like a dagger had been thrust in them. A stoic expression, nothing compared to before covering his sharp features. His hair swayed lightly by a light breeze which ran passed his body. His eyes gleaming like gems, but with a killing murderous intent directed towards the demon king.

Surrounding them were debris and broken pieces of buildings and with many large craters having been formed in the ground.

The night sky and the moon lighting their surroundings like the final stage before the finishing act of a long, harsh play.

“You’re here!”

The man venomously addressed the Demon King. His eyes bloodshot filled with an endless amount of rage and thirst for revenge as he grounded his teeth momentarily.

“Come, I shall give a proper death...one that is deserving and worthy for you, human.”

“I acknowledge you for entertaining me." He extended one of his arm forward and exclaimed, like the devil.

Just as the Demon King spoke, a sword materialised in his scar riddled hands, the sword reflecting the moon light from its sharp tip, as he lunged in the Demon King's direction.

The muscles on his hands bulged ferociously as he swung his sword with the final effort he could muster.

Then as both of them fought the surrounding area started to get destroyed.

The pressure emitting their bodies were monstrous.

“Uek...”

Spitting a mouthful of blood the man took one knee to the ground.

“We have fought countless times and for you to rival my power, I must compliment you on that. That is not something that everyone is capable of doing.”

The Demon King spoke with a tone of acknowledgement and authority.

But the man just kept quiet. His eyes glaring at the Demon king.

Afterwards he took a stance and brought his sword down to waist level.

‘I guess I’m out of options now.’

He inwardly thought preparing himself.

‘I’m only able to stand thanks to my skill overdrive...despite that I only have a minute or two to live at most.’

Soon the mana in the atmosphere started to converge towards his sword.

Like a vortex sucking everything towards itself.

Soon a black glow emanated form the body of his sword.

“Shitty old man, thanks for everything."

He muttered with the words escaping his mouth with such uncontained sorrow and desperation. A solemn look enshrouded his face. His eyes began to burn with life as his face turned expressionless.

“Final form: Night-less Night.”

Then a dark veil descended over the area where the two were currently in, which stretched through miles. Like a void, which enveloped everything.

Slash—!

A slashing sound resounded in the ears of both of them.

Thud—!

With a thud a head fell to the ground as the frenzied mana went to it's usual flow and control.

It was the demon king's head.

With a groan the man fell to the ground and started gushing hard for air as his chest heaved for air, but he was unable to properly take a single breath.

“Haaa...Haaa, did I do it?”

An immense pain enveloped his entire being, searing away at his inside like sharp dagger having thrust into each pore of his body. He bit his lips till they bled to trying to fight the excruciating pain but all attempts were for naught.

The bulged muscles and veins returned to their original state as the final bits of energy finally left the man.

“So my body can’t even use overdrive now... haha, I’m too far gone!”

He said with a dry chuckle.

As he muttered to himself in a desperate tone, from behind him the body of the demon king which laid lifelessly a momet ago rose from the dead ground, the body took ahold of the severed head and reattached it to the body.

“No!”

He said with his eyes wide open, and voice desperate. He clenched his hands into tight fists blood dripping from his palms, as he saw the demon king rise to his feet once again.

“That was a great movement.”

The demon king said whilst clapping as a devilish and vindictive grin arched across his face.

“For not even me to be able to react to that movement, it was truly spectacular, splendid."

“Haaa...Haaa.”

The man didn’t respond to his banter, but simply kept glaring at him silently.

“We have fought countless times but I never learned your name. Did I?”

With a half curious expression the demon king asked. His face was nonetheless nonchalant to the entire situation.

“So...what’s your name human?”

The moment he had asked the man the question, he had taken his final breaths and had died.

“Oh, he died!” The demon king pitied with a tinge of sorrow in his eyes which was barely recognisable.

“A pity...for a mere human to come to rival my power, it in itself was amazing.”

Turning his face from the dead body which lifelessly laid over the uneven ground, he looked towards the sky as his face didn’t display a single emotion.

“Soon, very soon I will be coming for you...!”

Just as he finished his sentence the world around him began to distort as if space crackled and dimmed and soon the whole world was drowned in by an endless darkness as everything went blank.

***

“My attack didn’t work!”

Just as I said my last words, I took my final breath and darkness enveloped my vision.

I had died. I had failed the one purpose for which I had dedicated my entire life to. I had failed everyone.

“I still have so many regrets,." The regret which weighed on me like a mountain a curse, haunted me. "I couldn't save anyone. Old man, everyone, I’m sorry.”

【Error—! Error—!】

I heard a monotonous voice echo in my mind suddenly.

【The host has died. Commencing Action!】

【Action complete!】

Soon a bright white light came in to my vision and everything went blank.

***

“Huh...Where am I?”

As I slolwy opened my eyes I saw a white ceiling.

Rushing to stand up I felt an aching pain run through my entire body which caused me to almost stumble on to the floor.

Focusing my vision forwad, I saw a mirror inside the room in which I saw my body.

Or that’s what I thought.

“Whose body is this?”

Looking at myself in the mirror as I tried to touch the body which i had found myself in. I was left flabbergasted. My thoughts in a perplexed state.

“How...is this possible?”

What I saw in the mirror was the figure of a pale youth with jet black hair and deep obsidian black eyes.

This body felt weak and malnutritioned even by looking at it.

Then taking a closer look around the room I saw it was just like any simple room one could some across.

Containing a chair, a closet, a bed and with a bathroom inside the room.

Then reaching for the desk I looked around to see for something that could help me understand what was going on to right now.

There was a phone resting on the wooden desk.

Siting down on the chair I took the phone and unlocked it.

For some reason I remembered the password to the phone.

With a long and deep sigh I unlocked the phone, and what I saw left me astound for a good minute, and made me freeze up on the spot.

“The date... it’s...”

My eyes shot wide open with my mouth agape.

『Year: 2048. | March 14. | Time: 6:21 AM』

“Twenty years...I’ve come back twenty years into the past!”

Then all of a sudden a strange blue coloured interface magically appeared in front of me.

Surprised, I fell of my chair and my back hit against the floor.

With a groan I looked at the Interface whilst getting up from the floor and rubbing the back of my head.

【Welcome】

That was what was written on the interface.

Curiously looking at it I decided to press the interface in front of me.

A white glow erupted from the interface as soon as my fist touched against its smooth surface and the entire room was enveloped by it. I shut my eyes close due to the brightness of the light.