-1 Prologue (1/2)
In a dark dreadful hole in the middle of space, a building continued to blur and solidify. The ashen grey walls that seemed to blend in with the surroundings blocked the passage that led into a large gaseous door. Continuing down the large ancient hallway, the black flames that gave off a eerie light flickered into small sparks. A crystallized floor that seemed to be created from glass led the way into a room. Creatures of different kinds stood there unmoving. Their faces cold and grave, not willing to even blink an eye. Further up, steps led up to a bone covered chair. This chair, which melted into the crystal ground, held a sinister creature. Three large horns laid dormant on this creature's head. Each horn emitting a black gas-like substance. His face had a sharp jaw with skin like iron. His eyes that resembled a pool of blood viciously stared at the beings in front. His almost three meter body slowly stood up, his two refined arms suddenly grabbed towards a Phoenix like creature. Its bright red wings trembled and slowly it flew towards the mountain like hands.
”My Lord! Please, my Lord forgive me! It was only a small mistake! I beg for your forgiveness!” The Phoenix creatures high pitched cry rang across the hall. Its narrow eyes were full of fear as it looked towards the towering figure that held its wings. ”My Lord, I beg of you! I will never make a mistake again! Please, m-”
*Screeeeeech*
The Phoenix creature shrieked as it's wings were torn apart. The magnificent wings that brought envy from others laid on the ground, bleeding profusely. Before the Phoenix could ask for more forgiveness it's head was severed from its body and thrown towards a wolf like creature that slept beside the large chair. Its azure eyes which contrasted deeply with its pale green fur, glinted ferociously before it pounced towards the blood drenched head. The sound of crunching echoed through the room, causing the other creatures to silently tremble.
The ruthless Demon Lord, turned and sunk back into his seat. He observed the reactions of every creature before lifting his arm slightly in the air. A demon with two curved white horns creeped out from the Lord's shadow. With his dull red eyes and wrinkled eyebrows, the demon servant walked towards the middle of the group. He solemnly glanced at all the beasts in the room.
”My Lord will be going to be away for some matters and will need someone to handle his affairs here. As his humble servant, I will be taking the role to watch over his abode.” The demon servant swiftly spoke to the rest. The Demon Lord's droopy eyes slowly opened up before he stood up and indifferently strolled away with the wolf beast following suit. As the Demon Lord faded into the distance, the lingering essence that was left behind caused the group to be tense and silent. Their gazes were downcast, not daring to glance towards the domineering figure with his three sharp horns.
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The Demon Lord leisurely walked through the ghastly building that got darker as he progressed through the building. The wolf bared its teeth before suddenly transforming into a handsome youth. The pale white skin accentuated his aged azure eyes. The green hair that rested on his oval head reached just below his shoulders. While walking silently behind the three meter monstrosity, the wolf's height reached the Demon Lord's stomach.
”Master, where do you plan on going this time? If you want something, this beast of yours can quickly obtain it.” The emerald haired youth curiously looked towards the Demon Lord. As the strongest being to have ever existed, his Lord never needed to go out. Creating different species and worlds, conquering territories and even slaying the mightiest of beings were only things the Demon Lord did out of boredom. With his unmatched strength, was there a need to travel?
”Zhaik, why do you speak so formally with me? You are welcome to speak any way you wish!” The Demon Lord looked annoyingly at the wolf, Zhaik. As his closest friend, The Demon Lord did not like the formality that Zhaik used. It felt unnatural.
”My Lord, as you are now the mightiest being in existence, I am only showing the adequate respect.” As a creature that achieved realms far out the view of anyone in the universe, the Demon Lord had no equal. He had no one that could stand with him at his peak. His life became dull. To liven things up, he proclaimed himself as the Evil Emperor and fought against the world. But none were a match for him and his army. He wanted to go out and discover new power. A power system that could give him enlightenment to further his path.
The feared Demon Lord, who in the eyes of others was the most talented and ruthless person, stared into the empty space sorrowfully. Zhaik watched his master quietly. As a creature that followed The Demon Lord for the longest time, he knew how his master truly felt.