Blessed by Night

Not long after the match ended, Nyx finally stopped smashing Satan and returned to normal size.

Now, Malachi could get a better look at his mother.

While some things were largely the same, she did seem to be just a tiny bit paler in this universe and her expression was a fair bit sharper.

This version of his mother actually seemed scary.

"Sit." She said without elaborating.

"Hm? I'm fine, I just need to-"

"I wasn't asking."

Nyx snapped her fingers and a sterilized medical table appeared in front of them. Malachi's butt was on it before he even knew what was happening.

"Shirt." Nyx held out her hand.

"Ma, I can-"

"Shirt!"

Malachi peeled off his now bloody-shirt and let it drop to the ground.

Nyx held out her hand and a small pot appeared in her palm. With one look, Malachi could see that it was filled with some kind of ethereal green paste.

It sort of looked like ghost ectoplasm from a kiddie cartoon.

Nyx started rubbing the paste on Mal's wounds, and even though he winced- he did feel better the more she rubbed into his body.

Satan finally finished pricing himself back together and though he was clearly wary of another incident occurring, he wandered over to Malachi and Nyx.

His curiosity was just too great.

"Hey, kid! What did you hit me with exactly? Not just anyone can crack this jaw of mine, y'know?"

Malachi started to answer, but Nyx did it for him as she bandaged his side.

"Negative energy manipulation. He's had it for a while now."

Satan paused and blinked as if he were reaching a slow realization. "…So, you basically hit me with my own power then! I see! No wonder it actually hurt, Hahahahaha!!"

"...." Malachi was starting to think that maybe Satan was the sin of pride in disguise.

"Good to know, kid! But hey, you won't be able to use that little trick again though. I didn't get to live all of these years without being able to control myself!"

Satan took a deep breath and sat in a lotus position.

His intense, fiery aura immediately dissipated, and the dense red fog he had covered his home with was sucked back into his body.

The overbearing feeling of wrath and anger that poured from him in waves was completely erased.

He re-opened his eyes and smiled boastfully.

"Come on, boy. Let's have us another-"

Nyx backhanded Satan and sent him soaring away into a wall.

Without looking up, she called out to another group she had previously ignored.

"And where do you lot think that you are going?"

The group of men who were spectating and gambling on this whole ordeal were trying to sneak away quietly until Nyx caught them mid-attempt.

Abaddon's father Asmodeus was among them, and attempting to flee.

"N-Now, Nyx, we did tell the boy not to go through with it, a-and Satan was holding back a bit…"

"Oh?" Nyx raised a brow.

"Yea, if he weren't using weapons then we never would have gotten to see anything!" Another man confessed.

"...."

Today Malachi learned that this version of his mother shows two veins in her head when she gets angry instead of one.

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"How long do we have to do-"

"Until I say you can fucking stop."

Nyx continued to patch Malachi up as the irresponsible group of men stood on their heads.

Satan: "In my defense, I was holding back quite a bit! If I hadn't used weapons then-"

"He got into this state because you were using weapons, you revolting demon!" Nyx spat.

"I'm sorry, what do you mean using weapons is holding back?!" Malachi questioned.

"You hush." Nyx covered his mouth with a bandage.

"…" Now that Mal thought about it, he was pretty sure that this was the first time his mother had ever been this upset with him.

Satan chose to address his question with an air of superiority around his body.

"I am anger and violence given flesh, boy. I breathe war and harm at every second of the day. I've traveled from universe to universe testing myself against martial masters, cultivators, and war gods of every denomination.

None are worthy to best me. Conversely, there is no blade or axe more dangerous than my own body. If I had fought you bare, you would have lost in less than twelve seconds."

*Muffled* "Woah..." Mal said under his mask.

"Don't 'woah' him." Nyx scolded. "This idiot is the reason you were hurt so badly."

"I don't understand what the big deal is, the kid is fine!" Satan rolled his eyes.

"He's not fine, you fucking doorknob! Look at him!"

While upside down, Satan took a hard look at Malachi's body.

He finally noticed that some parts of him looked... brittle.

"Jesus, boy. The hell is wrong with you??"

Malachi shrugged as he looked down at himself. This was his first time noticing everything.

Nyx moved to his back and began applying cream there too. "He is my alternate's avatar. The body you saw him take is held together by her essence, his soul, and a small portion of his own divine power."

Nyx suddenly grabbed Malachi's ear and pulled it hard enough to tear it off.

"But he's not. Supposed. To. Use. It."

"Mmf!"

"I don't want to hear it!"

Malachi's body could barely hold onto Bast's and Raijin's power without coming undone. He could stay like that for approximately five hours at best.

Hence the reason why he kept his animal friends out of his body most of the time.

The amount of negative energy he had to pull into his body to not only match Satan's speed, but crack his jaw too, was extremely significant.

It cut the amount of time he could hold onto his full power by a significant margin.

Malachi had around ten more minutes in this fight before his soul unraveled and he literally went up in smoke.

"Malachi... Why didnt you tell us about your special constitution.." Asmodeus looked exhausted as he rubbed his brow.

"Mmfh."

"He says he didn't think it was significant." Nyx answered as she gave him a new, clean shirt.

Asmodeus, and all of the old dragons that he was partying with tonight, suddenly looked incredibly exhausted.

"Lad... of course it is. Every weapon made in Tehom, is created from Abaddon's own scales. They destroy the body as well as the soul."

The only reason Malachi's mouth stayed shut was because the tape held it firm, but he was still fairly gobsmacked.

This place was metal as fuck.

"Hey, where is that big red bastard anyway??" One of the guys asked.

Only now did everyone else realize that the great black dragon was conveniently not here.

Nyx stuck her chest out proudly as she suddenly poked out her chest.

"He's just welcomed the new baby. And I'm the godmother!"

"WHAT!??!"

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