This Fanfiction is written by Rogue Knight.

Dark Night

Elesis P.O.V

"You fought well Red Knight, but I know you can do better." A voice of silk whispers to me through the dark. I walk arms outstretched trying to feel my way through the blackness, trying to find the speaker. I walk many steps but find nothing in the dim light of my unknown where abouts.

"Where am I?" I say to the darkness, my own voice sounds hollow and dead.

"Your'e at the Gates of Death my dear." the soft voice replies with a laugh that echoes through my empty head. That's when I notice the heaviness of my own body. I look down at my hands, and as I do the darkness around me lifts. My hands are dripping with scarlet blood, I look around me. My eyes are met by the most horrible sight. I feel a scream escape my lungs but I do not hear the sound. I'm surrounded by millions of dead bodies, the ground flows with blood, my nose is filled with the odor of rotting flesh. I fall to my knees covering my eyes. I don't want to see this. I've seen this too many times.

"These are the bodies of all the knights that have died under your command." The cold voice murmurs in my right ear, I can feel his warm breath on my neck, as his fingers trace the edges of my face.

"T-that's impossible….it c-can't be …. how could this many die because of me?" I hear my voice crack and tears fill my eyes.

"Hehehe…. you fool, it's because you're weak." the voice's owner walks around me. I take my trembling hands away from my tear stained face to see my enemy. I find myself staring into two pairs of electric purple eyes, scleras deadly black, hair white, and he's wearing an all black body suit, and a crazed smile.

"You may be weak and dying now, but I can help." The white haired boy says holding out a hand to me with a smirk.

"I'll bring you back to the world of the living with more power than you thought was ever possible," he grins, "but there's a little catch."

"The power I will give you will be in exchange for your sanity….that's how the Dark El works..."

I feel my blood start to boil.

So many have died because I'm weak against the demons, I've always been fighting a losing war, but I'll stop that here. I'll wage a bloody vengeance against the demons from now on! There pay for what they've done. My sanity is not important compared to the lives of my fallen knights.

I reach out and seize the stranger's hand.

He steps closer to me with a grin, we're face to face now. Im staring into his eyes again. He moves even closer. I feel his breath on my lips, then he's kissing me.
I feel a cold of an avalanche press down on my body, as my blood runs burning through my veins, my heads spinning, darkness leaks into my eyes as I black out.

I sense the chill of stone pressing down on my skin, I try to move but nothing happens. I open my eyes. I'm in a dungeon half buried under a collapsed castle wall. It starts to come back to me. The Red Knights had attacked the Underground Capital in hopes of killing the Amethyst Demon Sorcerer, but obviously that hadn't happened. My memory is shattered but I still see bits of how we were ambushed, but after that what happened? My head throbs violently as I try to remember.

It's no use so I turn my attention to getting out from my trappings. I drag myself forward with as much strength as I can manage. I pull myself out of the rubble. My left leg is numb and when I look down I see it's streaming with blood, and there's a deep cut across my side, I see the flesh gaping wide the fat and white of skin is all visible, but strangely I feel no pain at all. I lazily glance around me looking for my claymore. It's sticking out of the rubble its form has changed, its once small blade is now a spiked dread weapon. I pull it from the stones. Its not as heavy as it looks. The red and black steel glimmers in the orange of torch light.

"We need to avenge them…." I whisper to my blade.

I sense a figure in front of me, I look up its Elsword, he's ghostly pale, His ribs and flesh are exposed by a horrible gash across his chest leaking scarlet everywhere.

"You couldn't save us…..." Elsword whispers in a deadly tone.

Cold terror sinks over me, my eyes fill with tears of horror and grief. I run to him but as my fingers reach out to hold him, he vanishes into black smoke. I grasp at the mist trying to hold onto something, anything.

I fall to my knees in Elsword's blood. My scream of despair echoes through the dark cold dungeon walls. Tears stream from my eyes but I'm laughing, I can't control it,

What's wrong with me?
Was it my fault
Of course it was!
Because i'm weak!
Always so weak
B-but,
But i'll change that now….

I stand up strangely composed. I hear the clank of armor behind me, I spin around eyes blazing, until this moment I had not noticed the Glitter Demons closing in around me from all sides there eyes glowing with blood lust, but my eyes burn with the same passion to kill as there's. I dash forward and swing my claymore. A strange thing happens. The blood from my wounds surround the blade making it twice its original length. I take down 8 demons with one swing. a smile moves across my lips, as the stone floor is running with blood.

I love this.

I make short work of the rest of the demons.

I find my way out of the Underground Capital without crossing paths with anymore enemies. I reach the great wooden doors to the outside and push them open.
The orange glow of dusk welcomes me as the wind whispers through my long hair. I can see the lights and smell the campfire smoke of Feita. I walk through the ruins of great castles, my wounds are still bleeding a lot, and my head is spinning, but I have to tell the knights in Feita I'm alive!

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