Virtual Sword God!

Although Lucas didn't have any idea of what was happening and where he was right now. He did know one thing, that Mortem was trying to kill him.

As soon as the two of their weapons collided, Lucas knew that his strength was far weaker. He parried away to scythe as a head-on collision wasn't favourable for him.

"Looks like you're not so useless after all." Mortem said before rushing in swinging.

Lucas knew he couldn't win in a battle of strength, so all he could do right now was dodge the oncoming attacks and wait for an opportunity to strike back. With each dodge, Lucas was looking for the right moment to strike but it seemed like it would never come.

The scythe was a lot longer than Lucas's katana blade. Lucas had no choice but to keep his distance. With each swing, Mortem was laughing. She hadn't had so much fun in a while.

Eventually, after avoiding countless strikes from Mortem, Lucas was starting to feel tired. Mortem didn't look like she had a sweat on her.

Lucas then decided, if he couldn't find an opportunity, he would just have to make one.

When the next strike came down instead of a dodge, he parried the scythe away. Most of the scythe weight was located towards the metal head. As long as he parried the head away the weight would cause Mortem to be thrown off balance.

Lucas saw this was his chance and charged in after the parry but then, Mortem choked up on the scythe's handle bringing her hand closer to the head. This moved the blade of the scythe towards both of them.

Lucas saw this and tried to dodge at the last second, the tip of the scythe still managed to hit him, slicing at his ear. His ear had now fallen to the ground.

Lucas quickly jumped back to regain his composure. He lifted his hand to were his ear was and it had indeed been cut off. The strange thing was though, there was no pain. Lucas knew the effects of adrenaline well and how it could sometimes cause your body to feel nothing.

But this was a different feeling, he felt absolutely nothing, almost as if it was a dream.

"Your skills are impressive," Mortem said, "it's too bad you know nothing of energy though. If you did it might have been a closer fight."

Suddenly Lucas started to feel pressure emitting from Mortem's body. Her blade and body had the appearance of purple flames coming off it. Lucas rubbed his eyes to check if he was imagining things. But the flames were still there almost faint like.

Lucas thought about a time when he had experienced the same feeling before. It was when he fought Arthur that one time. It was the exact same feeling only Mortems felt more sinister.

Mortem dashed forward closing the distance between the two of them in seconds. An image flashed in Lucas's head of being sliced in half by the scythe. Then he realised it was exactly the same as Arthur. If he didn't move now, he really would be sliced in half.

The fear and pressure made his body feel like it weighed a thousand tons but Lucas knew if he didn't do anything he would die right here. As the scythe drew closer to his face, he managed to pull back just a few inches allowing it to skim his nose.

Lucas was expecting a follow-up attack but it never came. Instead, Mortem just stood there in silence, then she asked. "Someone like you shouldn't have been able to move, you must have experienced sword energy before?"

"I don't know about this sword energy thing you're talking about, but I felt something like that before and it was a lot stronger than yours."

Mortem then charged forward again "If you want to lie about something like that, then make it more believable."

Now Mortem was attacking Lucas with the same pressure as before but with each and every strike. Lucas managed to move to avoid most of it but still getting hurt and cut in the process.

Eventually, after 5 minutes of full-on attacks, Lucas was covered bloody in scars and torn limbs. His blade had been shattered and he could barely stand on his feet.

"Looks like your time is up." Mortem then slashed her blade splitting Lucas's Body completely in two.

Back in the storage room. Lucas was laid out completely collapsed on the floor. Slowly his fingers started to move, then he could feel all his muscles start to work. He lifted himself off the ground and start to touch himself all over.

"It worked," He said while laughing.

"The world will finally learn the wrath of Mortem."

Lucas's body had been taken over by Mortem. She now had complete control of everything.

Meanwhile, Lucas started to open his eyes again, as he did, he saw the same purple sky and the groundless dirt field with no life. It was the same place he had just fought Mortem.

"What happened, didn't I die, why am I still here."

As Lucas looked around, he could see a large white circle made of mist. Lucas walked over to the mist and it eventually started to clear, slowly an image started to appear.

Lucas's jaw dropped; he was currently looking at himself moving about back in the storage room but that was impossible because he was right here. He then thought back to the fight. Mortem had said that she wanted to use his body. Did this mean she succeeded?

Lucas without hesitation decided to jump through the mist portal. Once he did his body started to reshape and form. Eventually, he appeared back in the storage room. While looking around he could see his own body standing there, moving.

"Get out of my body!" Lucas shouted.

Mortem turned around and could see Lucas floating about.

"Your body, why don't you go ahead and try to take it back then?"

Lucas had no clue what to do. He had no idea what situation he was in. And as he looked at himself, he could see he was slightly transparent. It led him to believe that he had turned into a ghost and he might have truly died after all.

If that was true though why could Lucas see Mortem moving about in his body? He was truly scared that he might never be able to get back his body again.