Hitman with a Badass System

As Michael held Noah by his neck, a mixture of emotions swirled inside him. He had always seen Noah as the Supreme Guardian whom he must defeat, but now he had learned that Noah was his own twin brother. The conflicting feelings made it difficult for him to hurt Noah, but the thought of Nightmare's little dragon and how he wasn't there to save Nightmare fueled Michael's anger. As he tightened his grip around Noah's neck, he wished that Noah was conscious and aware of what was happening. The memories of Nightmare's death and the pain it caused him gave him the strength to overlook any familial bonds he might have had with Noah.

Diana's heart pounded in her chest as she saw Michael's grip tighten around Noah's neck. She knew that if she didn't act fast, the worst could happen. Tears streamed down her face as she pleaded with Michael to let Noah go.

"Please, Dean, let him go. He's your brother. Don't do this," she begged, her voice shaking with fear and emotion.

But Michael remained resolute, his grip on Noah's neck showing no signs of loosening. The others present could only watch in stunned silence, unable to comprehend the gravity of the situation unfolding before them.

Desperate to save her son, Diana stepped forward and put her hand on Michael's shoulder. "Please, Dean, listen to me. You don't have to do this. We can find another way. Don't let your anger consume you," she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper.

For a moment, it seemed like Michael might relent. His grip on Noah's neck loosened ever so slightly. But then his expression hardened, and he pushed Diana aside with a flick of his wrist.

As the world's deadliest assassin, Michael knew that he could easily devise a plan to eliminate Noah. However, he was aware of the limitations of his abilities. Killing Noah without the god-killing arrows would only result in Noah's physical body being destroyed, while his soul would escape and search for a new physical host. This would make it nearly impossible for Michael to locate and kill Noah again.

Furthermore, Michael was certain that Andreas, Noah's mentor, would use Noah's survival as an opportunity to train him in the shadows and make him even stronger. This would put Michael at a disadvantage and force him to watch his back constantly. The system also advised against killing Noah until he could be permanently killed using the god-killing arrows.

Despite the overwhelming desire for revenge, Michael knew that he had to bide his time and wait for the right moment to strike. He couldn't risk letting Noah slip away and come back stronger, with even more people in his corner. For Michael, it was all about timing and strategy.

However, Michael's anger boiled within him as he learned that Noah was present during Nightmare's death, and may have even been a witness to Norvin, Noah's pet monkey, killing Nightmare. Michael had saved Noah's father not too long ago, and if it weren't for him, both Diana and Sabrina would have perished. Yet, Noah repaid this debt by watching Nightmare die right before his very eyes. Michael found this betrayal to be unacceptable.

What Michael did not know, however, was that Nightmare was killed by Andreas's second soul piece, which had possessed Noah and used his body to carry out the heinous act. This information was kept hidden from Michael, adding to his already growing anger towards Noah.

Sabrina ran towards him, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded with her brother to release Noah. "Brother, please, don't do this! You can't be the monster they claim you are. You're not the Dark Lord. You're my brother!"

She continued to beg, her voice trembling with fear and desperation. "I know you're hurting, and I understand why you're angry, but please, don't hurt Noah. He's not responsible for what happened to Nightmare."

Sabrina's words seemed to penetrate Michael's anger and confusion. He looked at her, his grip on Noah's neck loosening slightly. "You don't understand, Sabrina. You don't know what he did."

Sabrina shook her head, her eyes full of sadness and understanding. "I don't need to know. I just know that he's our brother, and we should stick together, no matter what."

Michael seemed to be fighting an internal battle, torn between his desire for revenge and his softer side.

Diana's voice was shaking as she joined her daughter, "Please, Dean. I beg of you. He's your brother. Don't let revenge cloud your judgment,"

But Michael's grip around Noah's neck only tightened, and he did not budge. At that moment, Rowena stepped forward, wanting to talk to Michael as his elder sister. But before she could say anything, something inside her gave way, and she fainted on the spot.

"I cannot let him go. He took something from me and I will take something from him," Michael said in a cold, unwavering voice. His eyes glinted with anger and determination.

Diana and Sabrina pleaded with him to let go of Noah, but Michael was resolute. "I have shown enough kindness to your family, made myself a clown," he said, his voice dripping with bitterness. "No more kindness. The Dark Lord does not show mercy,"

"Come out, Andreas," With a cold voice, Michael called out to Andreas, knowing that he was attached to Noah's soul. With Noah's limp body held tightly by the neck in one hand, the Dark Lord delivered a powerful blow to his chest with an open palm. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through Noah's body, causing his soul to convulse and tremble within.

Slowly, Andreas's soul began to emerge from Noah's body, drawn out by the sheer force of the Dark Lord's attack. It was a ghastly sight to behold, like watching a wraith emerge from the depths of the underworld.

The battlefield of Nagaland lay in ruins and destruction, with corpses strewn all over the ground and the once-grand buildings reduced to rubble. The air was heavy with the stench of blood and death, and the sight of the devastation caused by the Dark Lord's army filled Andreas's eyes with anger and dread.

"What have you done?" Andreas demanded, his voice thick with a mixture of rage and fear.

Andreas looked at Michael with a mixture of dread and anger. "You know you cannot kill Noah without the god-killing arrows. Killing him now would only bring more pain and death to this world," he said with conviction.

Andreas turned his gaze towards Diana, a mixture of sadness and anger on his face. "I told you, Diana. I told you that your son would only bring pain and suffering to your family and to the world. But you were blinded by your love for him and failed to see what he had become," he said, pointing towards their death and destruction.

Andreas looked around at the destruction that had been wrought upon the once-beautiful city. Bodies littered the ground, blood pooling around them in gruesome patterns. Buildings that had once stood tall and proud were now mere ruins, the sounds of explosions and gunfire still ringing in their ears.

"Do you see what your son has done?" Andreas said, his voice filled with anger and frustration. "He has brought nothing but death and destruction to this world. He has caused so much pain and suffering, and for what? Power? Control? It's madness!"

Michael snickered and looked at Andreas with cold eyes. "All of this destruction and death is because of your obsession with defeating me, Andreas. Your manipulation and schemes have caused this chaos," he said, his grip on Noah's neck tightening.

Andreas's expression turned to one of anger and defiance. "I did what I had to do to protect the world from your darkness," he spat back. "Your thirst for power and control would only bring ruin and destruction to this world,"

To everyone' shsock, Diana shouted at Andreas, interrupting his conversation with Michael.

"This is all because of you! You manipulated and twisted the truth to turn my sons against each other! You're the reason they're fighting and the reason for all this death and destruction!" she shouted, pointing at the devastation around them. Diana's eyes blazed with anger as she glared at Andreas.

She took a step closer to Andreas, her fists clenched in fury. "I wish you were never a part of our lives! You brought nothing but pain and misery to us!" she yelled.

Her voice echoed across the battlefield, and all eyes turned to her.

Andreas simply sneered in response. "You're blind with love, Diana. You fail to see what your son has done to this world," he retorted, his eyes glittering with malice.

Diana's anger only grew at Andreas' words, and she took another step closer. "Don't you dare talk to me about love! You don't know the first thing about it!" she spat.

Andreas's eyes showed a tinge of pain after Diana's words pierced through him like a sword. She looked at him with fire in her eyes, her anger palpable.

Despite the pain in his eyes, Andreas knew he had to make the hard decisions to stop the Dark Lord, even if it meant hurting the people he cared about. He knew that the fate of the world was at stake, and he couldn't let his emotions cloud his judgment.

He knew what he had to do, and he hoped that one day, everyone would understand why he had to make this sacrifice.

A fiery rage coursed through Michael as he glared at Andreas. The man's constant manipulations and schemes had pushed him to his limit, and he was now determined to put an end to it once and for all. The Dark Lord's eyes blazed with an intense fury as he spoke, his voice filled with conviction,

"I may not be able to kill Noah without the god-killing arrows, but you, Andreas, are a different story." His words hung in the air, heavy with a sense of finality, as his eyes glowed with eerie darkness. The atmosphere was charged with tension as Michael's words echoed across the ruins of the once-great city. Michael's eyes blazed with an intensity that sent shivers down everyone's spine. Even Andreas, who had always been the calm one, felt a sense of dread as he looked at the Dark Lord.

"I've had enough of your games, Andreas. You've played with me for far too long. Your schemes end here, and so does your existence. The world will be better off without you, and I'll be the one to make it happen."

As he spoke, Michael's aura darkened, and a chilling silence fell upon the battlefield. Even the winds seemed to still, as if in anticipation of the coming clash between the Dark Lord and his nemesis. Everyone around them knew that a battle of epic proportions was about to take place, one that would decide the fate of the world itself.

Without giving Andreas a chance to speak, Michael threw Noah aside and moved with lightning speed. Michael's eyes blazed with eerie darkness as he grabbed Andreas's ethereal form by his shoulders. Andreas struggled to break free, but Michael's grip was ironclad as he squeezed with all his might. A scream escaped Andreas's lips as he felt his ethereal form beginning to dissipate into smoke.

In a sudden, unexpected move, Michael opened his mouth wide, and the smoke-like form of Andreas's soul was drawn into his mouth. Andreas squirmed and writhed, his screams growing louder as Michael devoured his soul, stripping it from his body.

The air was thick with tension and the sound of Andreas's screams as Michael continued to consume his soul. It was a dark and ominous sight, and even the most powerful beings present couldn't help but feel a sense of dread and awe as they watched the scene unfold.

Finally, with a final burst of energy, Michael consumed Andreas's soul entirely, and he let out a loud roar of triumph. The air around him crackled with energy as he stood, a new darkness emanating from him, powerful and undeniable.

As Michael consumed Andreas's soul, a sudden gust of wind blew across the battlefield, causing everyone to stumble. The sky grew darker and the storm around them intensified, lightning crackling across the sky with a deafening roar. The air around Michael crackled with energy as he consumed the soul, causing everyone to feel a sense of dread and horror at what they were witnessing.

The storm raged on as the ground beneath their feet shook violently, causing debris to fall from the surrounding buildings. Those who witnessed Michael's action stood frozen in fear and disbelief, unable to comprehend what they were seeing. The dark energy radiating from Michael's body seemed to consume everything around him, making the already chaotic battlefield even more terrifying.

After he consumed Andreas's soul, Michael's eyes narrowed as he looked toward Noah, who was now lying unconscious on the ground. Turning to face Diana and Sabrina, he spoke in a cold, unwavering voice, "The truth changes nothing. If he ever dares to stand in my way again, I will not hesitate to end his life." His words hung in the air with a chilling finality, leaving no room for argument.

Diana revealing the truth about Noah's identity as Michael's brother had a profound impact on her and her entire family. The revelation shook the very foundations of their beliefs, and their lives were forever changed.

For Diana, the truth brought immense guilt and shame for hiding the secret for so long. She couldn't bear to look at Michael after revealing the truth, knowing the pain she had caused him by abandoning him as a child. The knowledge that her two sons were on opposite sides of a brutal war tore her apart inside, and she was consumed with regret for not being able to protect them both.

Despite the revelation that Noah was his brother, Michael's feelings of abandonment and betrayal still weighed heavily on him. His anger and desire for revenge had consumed him for so long that it was difficult for him to let go of those feelings, even in the face of this newfound familial connection. The pain of being cast aside by his own mother had left deep wounds that still had not fully healed, and it was those wounds that had fueled his darker impulses for so many years. Though there was a part of him that longed for the comfort and love of a family, that softer side of him had been overshadowed by his pain and anger.

As Michael looked upon Noah, his unconscious form a stark reminder of the pain and betrayal he had felt for so long, he couldn't help but feel that nothing had truly changed. The truth of their shared bloodline couldn't erase the years of suffering and pain he had endured.

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