The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

"Brother, I do not think we will conquer this beast," A young woman was kneeling and resting behind a large rock with a sword in her grasp, she had a strange spectrum of red, green and gold in her eyes, with skin like porcelain, lips of rose, and long brown hair caught up in a ponytail that curled on the ground behind her.

At her side panting with a heavily wrapped wound in his side was a man who seemed a few years older than she was, his eyes the same as hers and his hair black and short in comparison to hers.

"We bit off more than we could chew this time, sister," The man nodded in agreement, staring at her and then at his wound and wincing.

"Brother, how much longer can you stay like this, you need meicine if you hope to survive but-"

"Hush now, Fuhua," The man closed his eyes with a smile. "Our brothers and sisters sacrificed their lives so that we could escape, the least we can be is optimistic enough to do carry out their final wishes."

"But you are badly injured, Hao," Fuhua shook her head, coming to the brink of tears when she thought of him pushing her to the side and getting injured in her stead. "If I had just listened to mother then none of this would have happened, it is my fault!" She closed her eyes and hugged her knees to her chest.

"I should have listened..."

Beyond the rock there was a large four-handed beast standing biped with the bottom half of a person in its mouth full of ragged blunt teeth, chewing slowly with blood dripping beneath it mixed with thich saliva.

The creature seemed uninterested in them at first, but as it continued eating from a pile of corpses its eyes were scanning the terrain rapidly.

"What will we do?" Fuhua asked quietly. "If we show ourselves like this then we will be attacked and killed, but if we wait until our brothers and sisters are all eaten it will come searching for us," She whispered.

"I have a plan," Hao held his mouth to prevent himself from coughing and raised his other hand towards her, revealing a necklace with a pendant that resembled a jade fox.

"I will die in your stead, and you will run into the storm, survive, Fuhua, live and return this to our Sect master some day, do not get caught by the Direfreak, live no matter what it takes; avenge the death of our Clan... Fuhua, you are more talented than the rest of us, use those skills to escape."

The Direfreak; a monstrosity made from the taboo practice on a corpse of any kind using alchemy and mana, an abomination capable of reproducing offspring regardless of its gender once it ate enough. It had eyes of black, was bald from head to toe, a sturdy metal-like lower jaw, and with grey skin resembling a tree bark.

The monster sported claws for fingers and a long tail with a blade that grew along with thair maturity into adulthood, and it was strong.

Ever since the Direfreaks appeared on the Drifting Heaven's smallest sect branch, The Everstorm Isle a few decades prior, they had done irreparable damage to the population, and with the sect leaders comfily on their much larger and separated continent (world) they had done nothing to help their small clansmen.

"Hao, I cannot ask this of you!" Fuhua exclaimed and then immediately grabbed her mouth when she heard the hooved thumps of the Direfreak walking, dreading her outburst as the each thud grew louder than the last.

"You are not getting the chance to accept or decline, Fuhua!" The man exclaimed even louder than she did, forcing himself to his feet and running in the opposite direction of the storm he had mentioned, an area of dark cclouds and purple lightning that seemed to cover the horizon it was set upon.

"Run, sister, run like the wind, as fast as you can!" Hao winced, raising his bloody hand and summoning his sword that had been left behind, using it like a shield when the Direfreak caught up and swung its tail at him.

"What are you doing?!" Hao growled, parrying several of the swings from the beast and leaping over its head when it tried grabbing him.

He whispered an arcane word and thrust his hand downwards at the monster's bald head summoning a flaming ball made of fire and shooting it creating an explosion that swallowed him and the Direfreak in flames.

"H-Hao...?" Fuhua trembled on the ground, too afraid to move a muscle while she waited for the black smoke of the explosion to clear, but sitting there was a mistake, when she flames and smoke were washed away by the storm the woman began shaking and crying seeing her cherished brother charred, missing an arm and impaled on the Direfreak's tail while it began roaring to the skies in triumph.

Fuhua wimpered, resting her forehead on the ground and balling her fists in the bloodstained grass her sworn brother had left behind. "This..." She shook her head. "What do I do now?" She asked. "This is the end of the Everstorm Clan..." She let out a bellowing cry calling the Direfreak to her location.

"I will not face life alone when the rest of my people have been killed by you!!" She screamed, raising her sword and whispering in arcane as her brother had done, shooting a ball of fire at the Direfreak.

[Spirit of the everstorm]

She began speaking in the tongue of their ancestors. [I beg your descent into my body, I offer myself a secrifice-]

[Denied]

"What?"

A voice as sickly and slimy as the devil's swept through her head and caused her body to shudder.

[A vessel as weak as yours is of no use to me; go ahead and die with the rest of your clan, useless girl, the beasts will make for greater sustenance after you are all gone].

"We have served and sacrificed in your name for thousands of years, please! I beg-"

[Denied, I would rather exist alone than possess such an inferior and undeveloped form!]

The voice thundered, her ascention failed before it even began and a bolt from the storm hundreds of miles away shot across the skies crashing into her and leaving a cursed sigil in her exposed back after flinging her onto her stomach.

[Die, filth!]

"Wh..." The woman laid there, barely conscious and watching the Direfreak race in her direction...

"Wuuuu~"

Fuhua weakly thumped her fists on the ground, crawling towards her sword and forcing her eyes to remain open.

"It was all for nothing, the great spirit we worshipped and gave our lives to... is an evil one, we were fooled by a malevolent demon!"

She cried, feeling the searing pain in her back crippling her body with each passing moment.

"The storm was an enemy all this time, it would ally with these monsters, these abominations...!"

She continued crying, holding her blade and forcing herself to her knees once more, facing the teeth of the Direfreak and closing her eyes when it was mere paces away from her.

"The Everstorm Clan. What a joke we must have been to the others, we were nothing more than pawns, lured here to be the willing sacrifices of this dreadful evil, we are all fools!" Fuhua screamed clenching her teeth and preparing herself for the pain that came before death.

Rather than the cold blade-like claws or tail of the Direfreak, the woman was thrown off her feet by a pillar of light tearing through and splitting the Everstorm in two, simultaneously killing the Direfreak by vapourizing it mere inches away from where she knelt before.

"What...?" Fuhua's tired eyes shot open in shock when she hit the ground, someone was already right before her, a man with Golden hair and eyes, and a great halo on his back humming a pleasant note.

"Are you okay?" He asked, and instinctively, she raised her hand and placed the pendant her fallen brother had given her in his grasp.

"Did you come after all, Everstorm?" She asked, it was the same voice from the storm which had spoken to her, though this time it was calm, warm and welcoming. "Am I already dead, are you an angel from on high?" Fuhua watched with blurred vision as his hand reached for her cheek... "My angel-"

"Hoaaaa!!?" The woman screamed in agony when Sol grabbed her cheek roughly and tugged at her, waking her from her hallucination with a jolt of pain. "What the heavens?!" She sat up and grabbed her cheek while he snapped his fingers before her.
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"Wake up, who are you calling Everstorm? I have questions," Sol was still in a crouch but his Godslayer appearance had been replaced with his normal one. "Are you listening?" He asked snapping his fingers before her again. "Oi, look at me, I'm talking to you."

"Uncle, I think this one is a little slow..." Jena chuckled poking Fuhua in the side of her head and taking the pendant from her grasp. "She seems to still be in shock from earlier."

"What... where did you come from, where is the angel of gold?" Fuhua asked, holding her irritated cheek and looking around, she was in a cave, and there was no howling from the Everstorm outside. "Where am I?"

"The fuck?" Sol scoffed and took a seat next to her.

"That's exactly what I want to know."