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Modello quickly grew to his feet, readying himself for a fight. An intense pressure controlled him, squeezing his head. His eyes became squinted. "Zin..." he growled, bullets of sweat dripping down his entire body.

Allister smirked and his entire body began to melt like ice under the harsh summer sun. His sword melted into nothingness and his armour began to reveal black clothing underneath. His face melted, revealing the face of what was originally Modello but was now Zin. That same diabolical smirk still wore on his face, his eyes look onto Modello. "Brother," he said. "It's been quite a while, hasn't it?"

Modello's eyes stare fiercely upon Zin's face, his stare did not look like his own. "Zin," spoke a voice that did not sound like Modello at all. "Your end is at hand. Surrender."

Zin crossed his arms, his glowing red eyes glare at his brother's eyes. "I'm afraid that simply cannot be true," he stated. "There is still far too much work to be done."

Modello readies himself to fight. "Your work will be left unfinished, Zin," he replied. "The time has come for you to stop your foolish ambitions and come to the realization that you alone cannot determine the fate of them."

Zin closed his eyes. "Oh very well, if you believe this is the best course of action." he said, his body slowly started to disappear. "I shall be waiting for you." Just after he finished his sentence, Zin disappears completely.

Moriah stood to her feet, her eyes not letting go of Modello's face. "Zion?" she questioned. "That is you, isn't it?"

Modello's head did not leave the exact area where Zin once stood. The right half of his face was lit by the small fire beside the two while the left side of his face was cloaked under darkness. His face was stern and furious, a flame even stronger than the greatest fire in history burned wildly in his eyes.
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Modello turned towards the way into the heart of the rich district, where he knew Zin was. His white armour became animated, walking towards the way he faced. Without hesitation, Moriah bolted over to his side. "I'm not letting you do this alone," she declared. "I don't care what you say."

Modello drew air into his lungs and exhaled. "Very well," he replied, his voice finally returning back to what it once was. "Just please...do me one favor."

Moriah turned her head, looking at Modello. "What?" she asked.

His eyes go down, saddened by the thought. "Please don't die." he answered, his voice almost lost.

Moriah felt the seriousness and power in Modello's favor. She realized that he meant it. She shook her head. "O-of course I won't," she shuddered, not expecting the content of his message.

Modello closed his eyes, shaking his head. He believed Moriah will do whatever she can. "Thank you." he thanked.

With her eyes no longer locked tightly on the young descendant of Zion, her eyes go down. "Modello," she called softly. "I'm sorry." Like a lightning bolt striking energy into an idea, Modello knew exactly what she was apologizing for. He turned his head to the young magic user and moved his right hand on top of her left shoulder.

His white armour plated hand clenches onto her shoulder. This surprised her, making her once barely opened eyes shoot wide open. She turned her head over at Modello, her surprised crystal blue eyes met with Modello's emerald green eyes. Modello shook his head side-to-side. "Believe me," he said. "There's absolutely nothing you should be apologizing for."
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Moriah didn't believe the things that Modello was saying, that it would actually come from him. Her surprised look gave way to a small albeit joyful grin. Seeing the smile on Moriah's face, Modello let out a joyful grin back. The two looked at each other, smiling at each other. After about ten seconds, Moriah closed her eyes and turned her head away from him. "Modello," she once again called. "Thank you."

Modello's right hand recoils back to his side, his head turns to back in front of him. "I know I've been a terrible person to you since we've-" he said.

"Stop," Moriah quickly interrupted. "You haven't been a terrible person. You're a guy that just lost everything - your family, your life, even the person that you loved. People deal with certain situations differently and that was how you dealt with it. Besides, that was the past and this is the present. We do have other things we may want to be focusing on."

Modello shook his head. "You're right," he agreed, turning his focus onto the pathway forward. They were mere feet away from the deciding moment of the fate of the world. Their footsteps exited the vein and entered the heart of the darkest fear. They entered the giant circle of stone and fire, the heat engulfed the air.

There were many fires reaching up into the sky that was slowly suffocating from the hordes of smoke. The night no longer looked like night, the flames were the eyes in the darkness. But in the center of the heart of the rich district stood the back of the familiar phantom with blonde long hair. His face looked up towards the sky, his hands dangled carelessly beside his body. His legs were slightly apart from each other.
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Modello's eyes scope across the entire area. His vision gazed upon each of his allies, fallen on the ground. After his eyes looked at each of his hurt or dead allies, he flipped his vision onto the back of Zin. Moriah glared her pale blue eyes onto Zin. The god of hatred didn't turn his view onto the two, instead he just kept looking up at the sky.

"Moriah," Modello softly whispered. "I need you to heal everybody you can."

Moriah shook her head. "Right." she acknowledged, running off towards the nearest one which was Varon.

"Zion," spoke Zin, pulling his hands behind his back. His hands merge together, folding into each other once behind his back. "Or should I say, Modello..."

Modello's face became intense with focus. He acknowledged that Zin could easily harm Moriah at any second. His eyes keep shuffling from Moriah to Zin. Moriah arrived to Varon's side and her hands start to glow green. She presses them against Varon's chest. Modello turns his eyes onto Zin. "I'm going to stop your reign of terror." he angrily stated.

Zin closed his eyes, a soft laughter echoed from under his lips. "Heh heh heh," he laughed, amused by Modello's response.

Modello grew a stern look on his face. "And what do you find so funny, Zin?" he angrily questioned.

"Oh, it's just so amusing how oblivious you are," answered Zin, turning his head towards Moriah. His right hand begins to rise up, opening up like a blooming flower. His open hand pointed directly at Moriah. The young magic user realized this, she watched his hand raise up and point towards her. A gelid fear, speeding down her body faster than a bullet, raced across her. She looked on in horror. "It's just so pathetic that without even thinking about, I could just so easily kill her."
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Modello clenched his hands, turning them into tightly gripped fists. "Leave her OUT OF THIS!!" he roared with an undeniable amount of rage.

Zin sighed, quickly closing his right hand. "But of course, I won't," he declared, turned 90 degrees towards Modello. The right half of his face now stared at the young man. "She is, afterall, partly my descendant."

Moriah sighed, letting out all of the fear that she was struck with. She returned her focus back onto healing Varon. Modello still retains the strongly infuriated look from before. "I'm done playing these games, Zin," stated Modello, throwing his left hand out in front of him. "This is where it ends!"

Zin crosses his arms, his arms resembled a pretzel. His glowing red eyes glare heavily into the emerald green irises of Modello Mercer. "You cannot stop me," riposted Zin. "I will not allow these mortals to escape their punishment."

A bolt of white energy suddenly appeared just in front of Modello's left palm, in front of the very hand he held out. The energy began to take the shape of a longsword. It grew to about 29.5 inches long. Like a pencil across paper, the cross-guard is drawn. The cross-guard looked like an S. After it's completion, the blade maintained it's white glow.

Zin's front turns, facing Modello completely. The two stared at each other, their glances colliding. Moriah watched the two just look at each other from afar, the tension in the air was more fierce than any fire. The young magic user hears a grunt, taking her attention. Her face looks down at the elf and saw that he was awake and well.

His brown irises shuffle over to where Moriah once stared at and saw the white armoured Modello, his ruby red cloak flowing with the breeze. A sense of hope filled Varon but he didn't speak a word. Moriah stood to her feet as she still looked down at Varon. "I have to go heal the others," she stated. "Varon, please don't go and try to fight, okay?"
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Varon's upper body rose up, sitting up off the ground. To Moriah, it seemed like the elf understood the message. She turned her attention to Lite, who has been unable to move since taking a hit from Zin. She raced off away from Varon and to Lite. A thousand thoughts raced in her head. "Modello," she said to herself. "The fate of our existence rests on you. Please don't lose."

Modello had enough of standing around, he began to dart towards Zin. Zin quickly threw his right hand out in front of him. As it moved up in front of him, it opened up from a tightly knotted fist to a loose open hand. Just after his arm rests in it's new position, an explosion of fire blasts around the exact area Modello was.

An eruption of smoke and fire incinerate the area where Modello and Moriah arrived from. Modello sped out from the smoke at extreme speeds, appearing in front of Zin before Zin himself knew. Modello readied his sword to impale into Zin's chest, pulling it back as if he were opening a drawer. He then lunges his sword straight towards Zin.

Just before Zin is harmed by Modello's blade, he disappears into the air. Modello cancels his attack just as he realizes this, quickly spinning back behind him. The young descendant then feels an intense pain inject right through the right side of his abdomen. He sees blood dance across the atmosphere, his very own blood.

Zin had impaled Modello with his left hand. Modello grit his teeth, a grimace took control of his face. Zin's red eyes gaze upon Modello's pain gripped face. "See the truth in your ignorance?" asked Zin to Modello. "I simply cannot lose. And now...you shall die."
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Suddenly, an explosion of intense white energy blasted across Zin's right shoulder. This fiercely powerful energy even made Zin surprised. Zin raced away from Modello, disappearing from the injured young man. Moriah had her left hand raised towards Zin with an strong, furious look on her face. She then raced towards Modello, her hands then began to glow green.

Zin reappears several feet away from Modello. His teeth were grit together and an acute look of anger tightly masked his face. His left hand was latched onto his right shoulder as it profusely bled drips of crimson down his right arm. Modello dropped down onto his knees, his left eye tightly closed shut.

Moriah arrived just a step in front of Modello, getting down on her knees and pressing her glowing green hands onto the deep bleeding wound on the right side of Modello's abdomen. He had a look of disapproval on his face. "You shouldn't have done that..." he frustratedly mumbled to Moriah.

Moriah looked up at Modello as the skin and muscle around the injured area stretched across the wound. "So I could just watch you die?" she riposted. "Right, right. I'll just do that next time."

The healing was quickly finished and the injury was nothing more but a distant memory. Modello stood onto his feet, his glowing white blade still tightly locked in his left hand. Moriah stood back onto her feet, ready to accept the punishment for her actions. The two looked at Zin, who was shooting daggers of fury straight at the two but especially towards Moriah.

Zin starts to slowly walk towards the two. "Hmm..." he thought as he walked back over to the two, his glowing red eyes lay iniquitously on Moriah. "A pathetic half-descendant has wounded me."
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Suddenly, Zin disappears from sight. Modello knows exactly where he'll appear. He grabs Moriah's left shoulder and hurls her away from him. Moriah darts through the air and hits the stone ground hard on her right shoulder. Zin reappears the exact time Modello throws Moriah to parry Zin's attack on her.

Zin swings his fist horizontally at Modello, aiming for his head. Modello ducks underneath his fist, dodging it completely. He swings his blade up, aiming at Zin's chest. Zin hops backwards, dodging Modello's attack. As the two continued to trade attacks, Moriah returns to her original duty: healing the others.

Zin thrusts his left fist straight for Modello's face, who sidesteps to his left. Quickly, a blood-red blade suddenly forms in Zin's right hand and he swiftly strikes his blade down upon Modello. He realizes the attack coming and quickly puts up his guard. The blood-red blade collides with the snow-white blade.

Zin's power was overcoming Modello, pushing him down on his knees. His glowing white blade suddenly snaps in half and Zin's red blade cuts into Modello's right shoulder. His red blade dug into the center of his deltoid muscle, blood began to pour down. Modello swiftly thrusts his left hand in front of Zin and an eruption of white energy blows out from the palm of his hand.

Zin is blown backwards by the rampant power, darting him back ten feet towards the ground. Zin crashes against the ground, his left knee acted like a brake with his right foot planted against the ground like a support. Zin wore a stern look on his face as his body ceased from it's motion. He stood back tall and menacing on his feet, his glowing red eyes pierced through Modello.
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Modello stood his ground, standing tall and unmovable. His hands then began to flash an intense light, brightening the darkness in it's snow white breath. A giant orbs of white light enveloped around his hands, consuming them in their radiant embrace. Just as the magic around Modello's hands intensified, Zin had almost the same exact plan as Modello.

Around the phantom of disease's hands erupted black light, it's darkness engulfed his hands in the grips of shadow. The blackness began to eat away at the white light shining from Modello's magic. The air snapped by the power that even shook the ground. Moriah was knelling beside Tal as this happened. Her focus was on reawakening Tal, but her mind wandered on the thought of the trembling power behind her.

Zin then hurled his left hand out in front of him with swift force. Out from the palm of his left hand shoots several missiles of black energy hurling towards Modello. These bolts of energy raced towards Modello at speeds of seventeen miles an hour. He lunges his right hand out in front of him and several bolts of white energy burst out from his hand.

Both the white and black energy collide with each other, causing an explosion of thick smoke. Modello charged into the thick bush of smoke in the hopes to surprise Zin. Within the chest of the smoke, Modello sees a very hollow shape coming towards him. As he ran further and further into the smoke, he saw a faint sighting of black light.

Modello unleashed the power of his white magic, the light shined through the impenetrable smoke. Jumping through the smoke emerged an arrow of black magic, it charged towards Modello. Modello, predicting the attack, skillfully flipping to the left. His flip was just enough to dodge the blast. Then out from the cascade of mist came the shadow of death.
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Zin opened up his left hand, summoning a sword of peerless darkness into his hand. His fingers quickly locked together around his new sword's handle. Modello senses the danger like a shark smelling blood, readying himself for an attack. He lunges his right hand straight towards Zin's face, the white energy ticking like a bomb. A wave of energy shoots out from Modello's hand, cutting through the artery of smoke.

The blast speeds through and dissipates within a moment. The smoke that once covered the area is now gone. It vanished along with the blast brought by Modello. But from behind the young descendant appeared Zin, his sword raised into the sky. He raced towards Modello, ready to kill him within a moment's notice.

Modello quickly realized that danger was rapidly approaching him. Once within close range, Zin lunged his blade straight. He aimed for Modello's upper back. Seeing the attack coming, Modello bowed forward, dodging Zin's attack. While in the process of leaning forward, Modello kicks his left leg backwards. His aim with his leg focused onto the bottom of the handle of Zin's sword which was facing Zin.

The heel of Modello's left foot smacks exactly where he wanted it to. His armoured heel hits and sends the blade darting out of Zin's hand. Within the grasp of the air, Zin's sword was consumed into nothingness. Modello stood back tall, his upper body standing straight up as he spun around to face Zin. Zin quickly tied his loose right hand into an iron fist. He launched it at Modello, aiming for his head.

Modello grabbed his incoming attack with his right hand, thrusting his right leg into Zin's abdomen. The tip of his right foot hits the middle of Zin's abdomen. Then with much of his strength, Modello shoots his left leg towards Zin's chest. As his leg darted to it's target, he lets go of Zin's hand. His kick pounds against Zin's chest and sends him flying away.
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