Kriston saw the demon. He stopped and looked down at his shadow. The Demon looked just like it, but three-dimensional with glowing red eyes. His eyes widened. "It's Kyrie! By the Holy Moon, PredaTron! What have you done to my brother?!" Without answering, the Demon Lord snapped and pointed his finger at Kriston.
His neck glowed purple and he rose into the air, choking, gripping at the purple energy surge that had formed around his neck. He was being force choked. Force choked? Kriston thought about his time reading his Earth Realm textbooks of Human Entertainment. They watched movies.

Kriston remembered reading about something called, "Star Wars." He was being force choked, just not in the traditional way, for PredaTron doesn't even know what Star Wars is. Then Kriston thought back to how he had replicated light saber technology. He built himself a platinum hilt and a glowing blue blade. He released himself from the grasp and unsheated his hilt. The blade produced from the hilt glowing brightly as ever.

It looked like Kylo Ren's, with glowing blue blades instead of red. PredaTron frowned at the sight of the powerful, unfamiliar, foreign weapon. Suddenly, it changed to a grin.

"Aahh. I didn't know you were familiar with Earth Realm Weaponry. But a fancy glowing blade does not scare a god." Kriston smiled. He left his lightsaber in his dorm room. This was an optical illusion. He was surprised that they worked on gods, but he didn't show it. With illusionry at his fingertips, he could make this "light saber" do anything! He imagined it transforming into a long blue electric whip. He whispered, "Go!" And suddenly, before Lord PredaTron's eyes, the lightsaber grew into a 10 ft long electrifying whip.

"Demon Wrathe! Go to Darkmou--" He looked over his shoulder but Kyrie was gone. PredaTron grimaced.
"You brother is an arrogant fool!" Kriston frowned. "Nobody talks badly about my family, even a god."
Kriston and the Demon King, Lord PredaTron clashed weapons. It turns out illusional weapons can become real! Kriston swung the whip. Electricity crackled and slashed the God across the chest. He frowned as acidic glowing purple blood fell to the floor. "So be it, Titan of the Moon. We. Shall. Battle." And he charged.

Back at Archamium Academy.....

Forge was placed anxiously while his girlfriend, Dukestep, tried to calm him down. The phoenix and lion statues where dead still, listening for anything. BlackStone just looked about in the distance, gripping his obsidian sword. Dukestep replied, "C'mon baby. Calm down. Kriston can handle PredaTitan." Forge retorted, "Yeah. He can handle PredaTitan. Not PredaTron." Dukestep frowned. "What's the difference?" Forge sighed.
"Back when I first became a mage, at the start if the Mystic War, I was on a mission with Demetrius, my younger brother. We were in a cave where there was some ancient encryptions on the wall. They were strange, but we decoded them. They read legends of a Moon Child falling to the Demon God.

What Demetrius and I didn't expect was that the dirty dragon PredaTitan himself was there. Demetrius being the reckless, laid back Titan of War he was, attacked the dragon and....." Forge's voice trailed off as tears welled in his eyes, for everyone knows what happens next. Demetrius Zritmas was killed in cold blood by King PredaTitan. Then, Professor Jason Lorde jogged onto the grass humming a tune to himself. He looked to the prodigies. "Hello children! Have you seen Kriston; any of you?" Dukestep was the first to speak. "He is battling the Risen God of the Demons, Lord PredaTron, King of the Demons."

Professor Lorde's eyes widened. "A God?! Gods are immortal! Fighting one is a suicide mission! Besides, haven't any of you heard the ancient prophecy?!" BlackStone nodded. "Yeah, sir. Forge just told it. But Kriston was the one who originally killed him." Jason countered, "That was before he was manifested into an Immortal all powerful Demon god! We have to get Kriston out of there alive, now! That's an order!"
For once, the old mage actually looked worried, against his gentle, care free usual ways.

He hopped on the back of the Phoenix and they flew towards Kingtillium University.

Back with PredaTron....

Kriston dodged a gigantic fist of PredaTron, rolled across the floor, and smacked the God's face with an electrifying glowing blue moon powered whip, making him move in unnatural seizures do to the electricity.
He wiped away some sweat and closed his eyes. Golden Fire danced across his palms. First Times magic.
He threw the golden balls of fire at the God. He stomped on the floor and a glowing purple shield emerged from the ground in front of him, deflecting the fireballs. He stood and the scars from the ship Kriston had tried so hard to make had already mended and faded for the most part.

He dropped his whip. Bad move. Faster than the blink of an eye, the God transformed into a shadow dragon once more and melted it with his fiery breath. He changed back and laughed. "The Moon Knight weakens!"
Kriston's hands glowed blue this time. "I'm not just a Knight. I'm a TITAN!" He blasted the God, pushing him back and crashing into the throne if his brother, Kyrie, who was now temporarily a three dimensional shadow demon of his former self.

The God stood and patted himself off. "ENOUGH OF THIS FOLLEY!" He stomped on the floor and a wave of purple electricity produced in a circle all around him and pushed throughout the whole room. Kriston was throwing ninja stars at the God, but he was too enraged to even feel them. He jumped at Kriston with his fist raised and brought it down on him. Kriston lied on the floor, weak now from the punch and was breathing heavily. The God approached his challenger. He snapped and a wicked black scythe flew to his hand out of nowhere. "I am not just a warrior. I'm GOD!"

Kriston's POV

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I had fought bravely of Archamium and Artahiém. But a God punched me with all his strength. Talk about OWW!" I lied on the floor and looked at PredaTron as he walked toward me holding a wickedly sharp black scythe I swear wasn't in his hand the minute before. He lifted it over his head, as I watched awaiting the finishing strike. I was gonna die. We had fought for about 47 minutes! It was 5:59 pm. He grinned, and spit some purple blood out of his mouth. Where it hit the ground, it sizzled and melted through. He looked me in the eye. "I am not just a warrior. I'm GOD!"

Creepy stalker watching the epic battle between PredaTron and Kriston POV

PredaTron brought it down on Kriston, and the scythe stabbed him deep through his body and out the other side. His eyes were wide in shock for a moment, then closed and his head went limp. 6 o'clock. The moonlight just rose and the light shone down on Kriston's dead body. Then, golden energy produced from the center of his chest, and encased his whole body in an golden auroa of power. With the combined First Times magic and the Moon out and shining, all of Kriston's wounds mended and his eyes....opened!

But they were not a mystic green, but a bright misty blue. The color of Moon magic.

He stood, laughing, looking at his palms. "Death, not fun. Just a boring dream. Aye, PredaTron, I'm just soo glad to wake up!" PredaTron stood, shocked. "It cannot be! The Prophecy!" He frowned and picked Kriston up by the neck. "No! I cannot rule all the realms with you alive! I plan to leave Artahiém and rule all the realms as the Universal King of Destruction! But somethings keeping me in. Some magical barrier that stretches even to the Outskirts...." He dropped Kriston. "Do you know how to break the barrier?"

Kriston nodded like the answer was obvious. "Yeah...I'm a Titan, remember? It's a simple equation, but I would never tell you!" PredaTron grabbed him and snapped his fingers. In an instant, they were in the Palace of Darkmount in the Outskirts. He was on his throne and Kriston was hanging with glowing purple handcuffs on his wrists and ankles. PredaTron held a glowing purple tazer saber to Kriston. "Everyone has a weakness, tough guy. You will tell me how to leave this Realm. It's only a matter of time, and I control time, space, and matter itself!"

Kriston's screams could be heard all through the Outskirts as the torture began.

To be Continued.....