Hiro dropped his gaze, unable to look at the face of his father, the towering figure posed to destroy him. He could not face his end like this. However two figures appeared, a dark figure in armor, riding a mighty steed, and a cloaked, male figure. Hiro looked up, the armored figure struck at his father with a lance, struggling with the Phoenix Knight. The Phoenix Knight growled, swiping his sword at him, only to be held back by the lance of the dark elemental. Hiro could feel the darkness coming from the black knight, why hadn't his father unleashed holy light and flames to destroy it to end the fight? Could his father not summon holy energy now?
The mysterious cloaked figure spoke to Hiro, he spoke reason to him, comforting encouraging words.
"Yeah, I wanted to mourn my father's loss, and this happened." Hiro sighed. "No one was trying to do anything against the great evil those two deities were doing. Someone had to do something. But father paid the price for it." He couldn't have defeated even one God, it wasn't possible to defeat one using their full power, unless it was by another God. It was folly to attempt to confront them. However, despite that, evil Deities, Xunatar and Dalanesca, still meddled in the lives of mortals. Something had to be done to at least help the people in the crossfire. Was this whole thing another trick? Was someone messing with his father's memory and visage?
"You're right, you're absolutely right. I may have made mistakes, I'm not perfect, and neither was my father. No one is, not even the Gods. No one can stop this but me. Because it's my father's memory come back to haunt me. My REAL father wouldn't be trying to kill me. He was a kind, and righteous man. This is a false memory." Hiro stood straight and tall. The nightmare of Sabishii seemed irritated by the interference by the black knight, blasting it aside with a massive fiery sweep of his blade, like one would wipe away blood off a sword. Hiro drew his sword, the mighty Phoenix Blade, Wildfire, covered by powerful flames, and charged into combat, striking back against the false Phoenix Knight. Shockwaves and flames erupted from the clash of their fiery swords. Hiro and Sabishii clashed again and again, striking their blades in a blur of movement, sparks and flames sent flying by the strength of magicked steel against magicked steel. Neither warrior seemed to be able to overcome the other in a test of swordplay.
"You can't seem to stop me, 'Father,' but I can't seem to get over you yet. But I'll surpass this memory of you! I'll creep forward, and go beyond you!" Hiro put some distance between them, leaping backwards. He raised his blade upwards, then swung downwards, unleashing a powerful blast of blinding flame and smoke at the fake Sabishii. The flame struck him, but did nothing to damage him, just a minor inconvenience.
"Too weak. You think mortal flames like this could even hope to hurt me? ME, who managed to achieve Godhood in our home world, then mastered the elements?" The fake Sabishii swept his blade Temenos to the side, causing the flames to gather around the blade and intensify, burning with a dark crimson color, as if turning into molten rock. Raising his blade above his head, he slammed it downwards into the ground, causing a huge fiery shockwave to erupt across the ground, spreading across the earth, upending graves, shattering stone, and sending fiery debris everywhere. It cut through the smoke remaining from Hiro's last attack, releasing more smoke, steam, ash, and other gasses into the air, obscuring the battlefield. Hiro appeared above the battlefield gripping two swords. One was his Phoenix Blade, Wildfire, the second was a blue, cold, crystalline Sapphire Blade, Snowsquall, enveloped in a freezing aura. Hiro flung himself down toward the ground with a blast of flame from his legs, swinging both swords together at the false Phoenix Knight. The two opposing blades struck his father's blade Temenos, sending flames and ice flying through the air.
"You may have mastered the elements, fire, water, air, and earth, but you can't use them all at the same time, and I don't see you using holy light, because you're a fake, an evil fake! Here, I have a sword of fire, and a sword of ice! WIldfire and Snowsquall will break through your defenses and defeat you! I'll surpass you!" Hiro swung the two blades in a deadly dance, striking his false father's sword as he struggled to keep up with the flames and ice flying from each sword. He struck one spot, sending flame flying, which was being absorbed by the elementally charged blade Temenos, but then shortly it was followed up by a freezing slash of cold, striking the same spot of the sword. The sword could absorb any element, but when countered by two opposing elements in quick succession, repeatedly, it couldn't keep up. Temenos's blade started to freeze, then thaw, then freeze again. A lightning flash barrage of blows that Hiro's opponent was blocking with his sword was starting to overwhelm him and his weapon.
An explosion of energy erupted from the sword as one last barrage of sword blows shattered the once thought unbreakable adamantine blade, Temenos. Of course it had a weakness. Nothing was unbreakable. Nothing was perfect. Metal was sent flying through the air and dissolved into metal dust as it hit the ground. Hiro releasing one final series of blows as he charged forward, pressing on the attack to finish his opponent. Hiro struck with the Phoenix Blade, then followed up with a swing from the Sapphire Blade slicing through the Nightmare opponent. The Nightmare stood there, black ooze spraying through the air from the wounds he sustained.
"Well done. My son, I leave everything to you. Make me proud." Hiro heard the voice of his Father, loving and proud as an eruption of blinding light filled the battleground.
Graves were righted, the ground was replaced where it was. Everything returned to normal, the moon started to descend across the horizon, and the sun started to rise. Hiro swung his blades in a flourish, before sheathing Wildfire, and dropping Snowsquall, letting the blade he summoned dissipate into the air. He drew a deep breath, then released it.
It was over. The nightmare was gone. He turned toward the mysterious man who aided him, wherever he was in the graveyard.
"Thank you for your aid, I wouldn't have regained the courage to fight without your help," Hiro said with a warm smile.
{Sorry for the long wait, had to get the motivation to post, and had two other people who said they wanted to post too, and they never did}