The prince went back two millennia ago as a soul, by the sea, where the full moon shone on the waves.

The wind was passing through him as he walked. Then he peeped in the cave, lit by a fire pit inside, where a hermit was preparing his ritual objects to summon the dark, fallen angel.

Vensen leaned the back of his head on the rocks outside after he peeped. Then, a sudden curved blade was half-pierced into the rock. It was loosely holding his neck as it deactivated his soul and brought his six-year-old physical body back. It hung him and pushed his cheeks up as he saw the fallen angel standing ashore in the shadow, where the waves ran behind the angel, who was facing him.

When the hermit just finished what he was doing, he arranged the various crystals on a stone table carved in front of his waist, then he looked outside. He saw nothing but the sea.

"What do you want?" The angel grunted as he tightened the rusted gold bar twisted around Vensen's hovering body.

The prince didn't speak, as he ignored the pain.

"Speak! What do you want?"

Then the eclipse just started.

"Do you want power?" The angel continued.

"Don't deal with him," the prince demanded as he endured the bars sunken into his skin.

"What would you offer?"

"Let's have a fair fight. If I win, I'll offer you my soul."

"A trade for millions of souls?"

They eyed each other, then the angel freed the prince, dropping him on the rocks.

The angel's left wing suddenly whooshed, striking the prince, but Vensen instinctively dodged. He continued striking him with his wings alternately as the prince moved and moved backwards to avoid the powerful attacks.

Until Vensen just flickered as his soul kept disappearing and reappearing anywhere to evade the fast and aggressive angel.

When the prince didn't reappear, the angel fiercely stopped and said, "Do not hide! You think you can fool me? I have your soul already, you fool."

Vensen reappeared as a soul while he held the angel's hand and said, as the angel looked at him, "Not if I got you first." Then he instantly made the angel disappear and sent him back to hell.

The eclipse was over as the prince went to the cave's entrance and just stood there, watching the hermit inside, who was standing with outstretched open arms towards the sea outside. He was conjuring the fallen angel in his upward head and closed eyes.

Behind Vensen, the angel's footsteps on the sand came slowly, holding his wanded cane horizontally.

When the prince turned to him, the angel flipped the cane over and lunged the spike side of it at Vensen, to thrust it into his chest.

I intercepted.

I suddenly caught the point and blocked it, and I burst one blazing wave of light when it hit the gravity within me.

The angel looked at Vensen as the hermit had been stopped from conjuring, and stared at both of them outside.

"I also have summoned a soul?" The hermit confusedly asked.

As I flickered the tiniest lights as I hovered around, the prince disappeared, leaving the angel alone, who held his cane upward.

"Wait, where did he go?" The hermit asked as he put his arms down, then he noticed the angel. "Oh, sire!" As he bowed to the angel. "I wasn't expecting you to come a bit late."

The angel walked in and asked the hermit, "What do you want?"

"I want..." He stared into the angel's eyes.

"Speak the word."

"I want..."

The angel waited as he looked at the man's mouth.

"...I want you dead," the man continued.

"What?" The angel furiously grunted, then using his arm, he vigorously struck the man out of his way, whose flesh burst after he was flung on the rocks.

The angel was extremely distraught, moving and moving around as he glanced at himself, at his arms, then he turned to the prince's soul, who had just come out of the dead man's body.

Yelling was the only thing the angel gave to Vensen before he quickly, repeatedly, and weakly tried to strike the prince outside the cave.

He couldn't hit the prince at least once as his burnt black wings began to become brittle and slowly shatter, making him unable to fly.

The angel stood on the sand when his body rapidly decayed, leaving random, fractured holes through his body.

"What have you done?" The angel muttered angrily.

"Words did that," the prince's soul answered as he slowly walked towards the angel.

"I command the words! They don't... They..." the angel screamed as he quickly dispersed erns, "No, no! You... You'll never ever live without death chasing after you!" Then he vanished in the shadows completely.