Not much is known about the fight between Time and the Son of Death. For being a battle that has happened 10s of thousands of years in history, nothing was recorded. Only passed on through word of mouth.
People know that the Ancient Arcana were present during this fight. Battling for what you might ask? No one seems to have clear knowledge of the event.
Some say it was for power, glory, justice, liberation, greed, or even just to piss off Time himself. No one knows the true answer, other than those who fought in the battle itself.
The Son of Death was one of the last few that fought against Midnight. Being a force of nature, he grew relentless as the battle progressed. Not showing any signs of exhaustion or defeat.
Being one of the toughest foes, Midnight had a plan. A plan to stop the Son of Death from ever opposing him again. Using his powers he plunged the Son's head through the time wormholes. Flashing before his eyes was different hims, living different lives. Different scenarios that took place in his life, meeting different people. The longer he was plunged however, the more his form began to rip apart. His skin began to tear away from his face and his wool was ripped from the roots. When Midnight pulled his head out from the wormhole, all that was left of his face was a skull....
Wounded from the attack, the Son stepped back, frantically trying to find his balance and grab onto anything. Midnight however, to land the final damaging blow, took one of the Son's horns and broke it off his head. Using the very same horn he stabbed it directly into his chest. Being a spirit of death, nothing can really harm him other than ethereal magic and his own body...
The Son layed limp on the ground, clinging to hang on just a little more, but before he soul was sent to th realm of purgatory to return. Midnight had to say something to the man.
"This is was happens to abominations like yourself. You are not welcome here and you never will be. Crawl back to your mother with the humiliation that you deserve."
Typically if the son were to be killed, he'd respawn back at his mother's farm. With no injuries to be had. But from the power of Time himself with his ethereal magic. These injuries remained permanent.
After that Death has never felt more threatening to face with his appearance. Though mostly covered by his hood, his skull is was people say they last see before they pass on.
This appearance is a reminder. A reminder that even the Son of Death can even fall from battle. A reminder to the people of the dark world to never mess with Proxima Midnight.
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