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I sit in front of the demon, speechless. He told me an unbelievable story, but what stuck out was, "I am an artificial dragon?" "No, you are an Artificial Being. You have the DNA of each of the Six True Gods; however, since you were raised in Ragnarök, you only accessed part of your genealogy." "I find this all hard to believe." "Hmm. Ok, then how about I prove it to you? Close your eyes and focus on the area next to your shoulder blades." "What are you talking about?" "Just do it. Trust me." I don't know if I can trust anything this demon says, but he is the only person who has given me any answers. I close my eyes and follow his instructions. But after a minute of standing in silence, nothing happens. Just as I want to open my eyes, I feel something growing from my back. I open my eyes and behind me are wings of blood. "What is this!?" "Those are demon wings. A demon grows them when they reach adulthood. And since you are an entity that has existed for millions of years, your
"The greatest, you say. Just who are you exactly?" "I am but a demon who has lived longer than others. You will know my name soon enough. Anyway, I realise why you could not defeat Behemoth. You are not drawing out the power of ALL." "Not drawing her power out? What do you mean?" He searches the ground and picks up a stick. He proceeds to outline two bodies in the soil. "Inside every living being, there is a mana pool. To use magic, mana is drawn from this pool. However, in your body, there are several mana pools." "Several? Is that even possible?" "It's possible since you are an artificially created being. You have mana from all six of the True Gods and ALL." "I see. That would explain why I never run out of mana. But I don't see how I'm not drawing out ALL's mana." "ALL's mana has been sealed inside your body. This means her power is restrained, which makes you automatically draw power from your other mana pools. And since you only have portions of mana from the True Gods, you
What is this power I feel coursing through my body? My skin has become tan, and I have wings that can't retract. They are reminiscent of fairy wings - translucent, with a beautiful spiral pattern. Not only that, but my vision has improved immensely - without using magic, I can see further than a hawk. I also feel strong physically. I walk to a nearby tree. I punch the air, which causes all the trees and snow in the area to disappear. "Did the trees just vaporise?" "You have the physical strength of a dragon and giant. Your hair is dyed midnight black, your irises are blood-red, and your pupils are stretched out like rubber. Your skin has become tan, like that of the giant race. Your height has shortened, which makes you look like a child. And you have a heavenly aura that places you in league with the Gods." "This is my new race? An Acceelos. I feel a power surge from deep within me. Is this the power of ALL?" "Yes. You have merged the powers of every True God - which converged with
The massive power source—belonging to none other than Behemoth—inches closer to us. "I will make myself scarce. Remember what I said: You are more powerful than him. Use your mind to outsmart him. And completely eviscerate him, to rid him from existence." "I will." The demon flies into the forest, and he erases his presence before Behemoth arrives. As Behemoth approaches me from a far distance, I look around at my surroundings. "A forest is not ideal," I say, travelling east—away from my original position. As I move, so does Behemoth. That's good. Follow me; you battle-crazed beast. I fly until I reach a spacious field of grass. I remain floating—my wings flapping crazily. Is it fear? Or excitement? I can't tell anymore. No, I jest. This feeling I have is something similar to what Behemoth feels. It is the feeling of battle craze. I want to fight against Behemoth. I want to beat him to an inch of his life. And when I do, I want to see him grovel on the ground beneath my feet. "His p
After my fight with Behemoth, the demon and I took off to where he says Leviathan is. “You say that was a spur-of-the-moment spell?” he asks, surprised. “Yes,” I reply, thinking back on my studies in Ragnarök, “I did as you said and hit Behemoth with a spell more powerful than Judgement.” But then again, Judgement may have worked just as well. I definitely powered up. “You’re more of a monster than Lucifer said,” he whispers. “Lucifer? Come to think of it, who are you to Lucifer anyway? For him to send you must mean he trusts you quite a bit.” “Trust?” The demon snickers, “Trust, you say. Lucifer does not trust me. And I don’t trust him either. We’re at odds, you see.” “Then why would you take orders from him?” The demon remains silent. We fly for another minute before he responds, “Lucifer is the King. And as King, he has the final say.” I can’t feel any emotion in his words. His expression is tame. And I just noticed this, I can’t see his mana. My eyes sharpened with this new
This is Leviathan? She’s huge. “Haruki Ryu?” she repeats. “Hmm, rolls off the tongue much better than Code Name: Ryu, wouldn’t you say, Satan?” Satan? Her eyes fall on the demon. “So, you’re Satan?” He does not answer me. Instead, he says, “Leviathan, we want to enter Netherworld. Let us through.” “Of course, I’d be delighted to assist you. But are you here for that?” She looks at me. “Is that the only reason you came to meet me?” I shake my head, “No, I came to ask for your help.” “My help?” “There’s a man… Or, something that has taken over the Borneheimer Kingdom. We want your help in exterminating him.” “You want my help? You do know the power you possess right now is near-unrivalled. Whoever this mysterious being is, I doubt they could defeat you.” “So, that’s a no?” Leviathan remains silent. She thinks for a moment, then says, “I will help you. This man… No, this God is not someone you want to fight alone. Not when you’re still getting used to your newfound powers.” “G
'This feeling of bliss… It’s nostalgic.''This is the Path—a bridge between the realms. It induces serenity within your mind to distract you from your body being ripped to shreds and formed anew.''R-ripped to shreds?'‘Yes. It’s a gruesome process but the Path was designed to put your mind at ease through the transportation.’‘Wait? Won’t I be rejected from Netherworld like I was in Leagard? Am I going to disappear?’'Calm down, Haruki. You won’t disappear. There are two types of Paths: Legal and Illegal. You were forcefully sent to Leagard through an Illegal Path, which didn’t allow your body’s genetic code to integrate into the realm's network. This is a Legal Path. This gory process is a means for the realm to identify and integrate our genetic code.''I-I see.'Despite being ripped to shreds and restructured, Satan was right, I didn’t feel any pain or discomfort. The process went by in a flash. One second all I saw was an array of purple hues streaming before my eyes, the next I
His name is Saint Lucifer Morningstar—the second born True God. ALL crafted him from the darkness of the empty universe. The greatest evil, that was his purpose. But he defied this prophetic fate and became the kindest of the six True Gods—even kinder than his twin brother, Saint Venus Nirvana, who was born from the universe's light. ALL was at a loss for words. She'd created him for the sole purpose of balancing the universe's good and evil, yet here he was, the most distinguished good.Though Saint Alvis Ragnarök was the first True God to create a realm, it was none other than Saint Lucifer who proposed the idea. He wanted the honour of the first realm created to be his elder brothers, thus Ragnarök was born. Following this creation, the other realms were created: Nirvana, Aerlogard, Dwargo, Gigante, and finally, Netherworld. Saint Lucifer marvelled at his siblings creations because the realms they created were abundant in mana and life, something he could not create. He, the preside