Alex lay still on the ground, his body in a deplorable condition. Even his remarkable regenerative powers were struggling to cope.
Externally, he appeared gravely injured, but the situation within was even more dire; a ferocious, chaotic energy was attempting to consume him from the inside.
His regenerative abilities fought valiantly against this internal threat, striving to expel it, but so far, they had not succeeded. This ongoing battle was the reason for his outward appearance. The curse imposed by the Chaos Dragon King was indeed cruel. Despite being unconscious, Alex endured indescribable pain, and if this torment continued, it would ultimately lead to his demise.
Suddenly, a gentle ripple stirred in the fabric of space around Alex. Unlike the previous one, this one was gentle, allowing an average adult to pass through. From the other side emerged a woman whose pale complexion suggested an internal injury. Yet, her beauty was nothing short of otherworldly, as if the most divine beings had collaborated to create her. Standing at an average height of 1.68 meters, she possessed waist-length, jet-black hair and ice-blue eyes so frigid that a mere glance felt like a glimpse of one's own demise. This striking figure was none other than Nyx, his second contracted weapon, revered as the strongest Gift ever to exist—the Goddess of Death, The End.
Nyx stood over her master, her usually stoic expression betraying a hint of distress as she surveyed his pitiful condition. For reasons she couldn't fully understand, her heart ached at the sight of him in such a state. Determined to ignore this unsettling feeling, she refocused her attention on him.
As she assessed him more closely, her concern deepened. His condition was chaotic, particularly within. With a resigned sigh, she placed her hands on his chest, directly above his heart. The moment she made contact, the curse attempted to invade her, but she was resilient; it couldn't breach her defenses unless she allowed it.
Tapping into her inner energy, dark as the starry night, she directed it into Alex's body through her palms. This energy immediately joined forces with Alex's own to combat the curse. A fierce struggle ensued, as the malevolent force sought to wreak havoc inside Alex but was gradually being subdued. Not only was it contained, but it was also being transformed into nourishment for Alex's body.
Externally, Nyx continued to infuse her energy into her master, despite her complexion growing increasingly pale and blood trickling from her nose. This was unsurprising, given her own severe injuries from the final battle. Unlike her younger sister, who was in even worse condition and had slipped into a coma, Nyx endured, refusing to temporarily seal herself away because doing so would mean certain death for Alex.
Using telekinesis to wipe away the blood, she persisted in channeling energy into his body. If asked previously why she was so determined, even to the detriment of her own health, she might have claimed it was due to Alex's importance in fulfilling her vengeance against the Chaos Prince. However, after years spent together, their bond had deepened, and she had recently come to realize how precious he had become to her, once merely her contractor. Now she understood why she felt heartache earlier upon seeing his wretched state, it was because he had become that much precious to her.
Not only their relationship grew, emotionally she grew as well, well she was still growing.
Emotional growth is much akin to physical fitness, in that the more you practice being empathic and kind, the more you do the right thing even when it's the harder thing, the easier it gets. But it's also "no pain, no gain," because you gotta be willing to look at yourself with that "no excuses" attitude and be willing to make the changes you need to make.
Shaking her head Nyx focused on what she had been doing, she kept channeling her inner energy into his body as together they fought the curse, slowly his complexion was becoming brighter as more time passes, she kept doing this for two days straight, her complexion had become pallid, the hole in Alex's stomach had almost closed, most of his scars had vanished.
Half of an hour later she was done, she sat on the ground feeling really, exhausted and for someone who doesn't need to eat she was feeling hungry. She rested for a moment before she stood up, it was time to create somewhere her master would rest. Although, the curse had been contained, his body needs rest to recuperate, reason why she was about to create a house for her to rest but first she must search a nice spot to create the house, flicking her fingers a small barrier was erected around Alex before she started scanning the surrounding in search for a nice spot, if weren't for her current state she would have found it instantly.
'Sigh! Walking sometime can be good for the body.' she thought as she continued walking in search for the perfect spot.