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Demon Ascension God vs God
A true nature of a god is loving his creation. His creation defines him. The veneration of his creation is what fuels a god. But indifference towards his creation counters the meaning of essence and purpose of the existence of a deity. He is a god no more. He becomes an anti-life. Henceforth, becomes the Devil. *The Gospel of prophet Quell. *** A flick of Nebirus fingers had brightened the halls. So bright that it could blind a normal human being permanent. The flowers’ petals illuminated to their fullest and that light filled the hall. Kragus covered his eyes with his hand, cursing as the light screamed against his eyesight. “This is your weakness, Kragus. Pure light so intense that you cannot even comprehend its purity.” With further warning, Nebirus dashed towards the hell god, like a speed of sound. His feet almost not touching the floor. He swung his spear and connected it to Kragus’ head. The hell god was thrown away by the blow creating waves of wind that reverberated as th
Demon Ascension God vs Man
Palpines, Western Tropical Continents, Earth *** Black stealth planes hovered in the skies, so steady and quiet. Humans had manufactured planes that could be easily controlled in mid-air, could stop anytime, and land anytime without difficulty. Buratia was one of the leading countries that dominated the air force amongst other giant nations, manufacturing multi-billion dollar planes that were best for invasions and war. Utter sadness was felt by the Earth god now that humans were involved in their dispute. Using humans as instruments of war as his most feared. It would only mean that he would fight against his own creations without their own free will. He glanced farther away from almost the end of the crater, a lady in her teens, wearing her loose shirt and tattered jeans sitting on an outcropping seemed to have controlled the fleet above them. “Lust,” Nebirus confirmed that these humans were under her spell. “Now, it is time for you to die, my brother,” Kragus said. Vulcan cann
Demon Ascension The Tree of Life
Vomiting, Dreygo had his stomach churned. He could not make the trip with a solid stomach. He was never used to interdimensional travels. It was maybe his human body could not take the magnitude of unexplainable pressure that his body felt as he traveled on an outer-dimensional plane and then back to Earth again. He plunged both palms into the rubble, his knees were dug too as they reappeared to the Earth once again. Dreygo saw his vomit splashing against the ground. He lifted himself as he recuperated from embarrassment. He glanced at Elaine, she was doing the same. He guessed that porta; travels were not designed for human bodies. She was alright though, but gagging to vomit. He saw Viriel training his eyes outwardly beyond the crater. A crater was so wide that it would cover ten football stadiums. Studying the smaller craters that sprawled on the mouth of where they stood, they assessed that a gruesome battle had ensued. Somewhat battle scars had been made just recently. He saw D
Demon Ascension Army of Ashmoth
Lith, Hell *** Every step he made had a cracking sound - metallic boots against bones. The angel of the first ranks had sauntered into Hell over a hill of the dead. It was the closest route to Ashmoth’s throne. The skies cried red and black, horrifying to look at paired with what had been transpiring on the ground. The stench grew stronger every time they had a step nearer to their objective. The stench of the dead, rotting flesh, and the growing bacteria that plagued the bones that heaved the ground were stronger than it filled the atmosphere. It was so strong that it could be mistaken to be poison. The crimson soil was not its natural color, it was constantly bathed by the blood of the dead humanoid demons, a stain that stayed for thousands of years since the beginning of time. It was the opposite of Earth, it was the opposite of creation. Whatever that may be. All they saw was death by a sea of dead bodies. He heard King Nidas cursed under his breath as he grabbed one demon ske
Demon Ascension Sky Cries
Lith Continent, Hell *** “You could have stabbed me in the back, Angel. What stopping you?” Ashmoth plastered with a hint of mockery on his face. Or his body was bathed with utter grotesque mockery of a monster. His voice was like a lash to the humanoid demons. But not to Nethaniel. He had fought more wretched beasts almost single-handedly from the deepest bowels of hells from post wars era, Red Dawn - an Era of peace after the Celestial Wars between Heaven and Hell. Nethaniel and the other angel warriors had kept the peace after the wars, cleaning the messes from where the armies scattered. The armies of hell divided into places in the realms of Heaven after their defeat. They were hiding in the forests but even in hiding they still pose a threat to the citizens. Some of these demon warriors looted farms. Thus Arkeus sent in a hunting party, a special mission, only for the first-rank angels. Nethaniel and his special task force eliminated every single one of the scums that linge
Demon Ascension The Seventh Demon Lord
The Demon Lord splurted with the black ooze that came from the lacerated wound. He gagged helplessly but his stare held the unmistakeable intent for revenge. The venom showered and as it touched the ground, it burned even the marsh of the soil. Nidas held his spear, pinning down the demon lord but the latter dislodged it easily from his neck and delivered a kick to the Earth King’s chest. His sole almost covered Nidas’ whole body. Nidas flew back to the crawling few of the demon army. He crashed, killing some demons in the process as they cracked their skulls or bones from the impenetrable body of an Earth King. “Wretched Earthworm!” He screamed, gargling, as he hauled himself up. His armor was heavy, his breastplates overweight for him to move swifter. Angrily, he took his sword from the marsh. “You better face me, monster. I am your top concern.” Nethaniel sliced his sword through the air. A whistling sound was audible momentarily. “Then, you are in trouble, puny angel.” Ashmoth
Demon Ascension Ghosts of Limbo
Leechway, Limbo *** Dreygo led the way toward the vast and seemingly aimless path along the plains of Limbo. They called the place, Leechway. The souls that tread along this path seemed to walk without ending, like a Leech – slowly. It was also the thought of his human friend, Sho, who he had left for dead made him weary. Every step gave the longing to find Sho’s soul in Limbo. But such a feat would be impossible with a place so vast and with millions of souls passing through. Elaine was trailing behind him, Viriel next, and lastly was the hunter Earth King, Davyd. The Demon’s mind was not only disturbed by what Nethaniel had brought the news but the suffering he remembered every fiber bit of memory that swam his thoughts. The gray sands that mantled the world’s bed were borne with every bit of memory. It was where the purging happened before a soul was judged towards their destination – Heaven or Demon World. “So, this is Limbo.” Elaine started. Her breathing had adjusted. “Yes
Demon Ascension King of Ghosts
Leechway, Limbo *** ‘We meet again!’ Dreygo thought as the ghost advanced incredibly fast toward them. The indistinctive moans continued and they were all around them. The sound of sand from the footfalls of the ghosts gave them gooseflesh, at least not to the Angel. He had survived Leechway when he had escaped from the Limbo courts. He was sure that the duration of his stay in these ghost lands was eventful and he was also sure that the ghosts were salivating for the opportunity to get him again. “Remember, these ghosts can kill you. They can manipulate your thoughts if they can touch you. They can play your mind and put you in a blender. You do not know what hits you.” Dreygo pondered. “That’s reassuring, Dreygo. How about a suggestion on how to beat them?” Elaine said strongly, trying to overcome the noise made by the invisible crowd. Her voice was shaking. “We can’t. Only your mind can. Remember, strengthen your mind. Focus on what you love the most. These ghosts cannot figh