430 A God?
Atollie disappeared and reappeared in almost an instant. Her speed caused a shocked expression to form on Azaengrade’s face as he was suddenly grabbed by the neck and dragged away from his people. I smiled at Azengrade as I said: “Now, watch as I rip the worms from the heads of these people and then dissect them right in front of you.”
Azengrade stared at me with hatred in his eyes. But I could care less. From what I know of these worms, they took people’s lives and made them do things they normally would not do. “How does it feel to watch as your people become the prey? How does it feel to watch as they die? Your brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers, all of them. You act as if you worms are the sole rulers of the universe. You play with the minds of others and even force them to do your bidding by overpowering them. The beast king had always been friends with my empire. Until your people showed up and their ways changed. They started enslaving humans and even sent a billion soldiers to my empire’s borders. Blood spilled, and many died. But all for what? Why would your kind instigate such a farce!?
“If your race needed others to be hosts, then I could at least understand you invading to do such a thing, but your current actions seem strange. It’s like you enjoy the people’s sorrow, anger, and hatred more than anything. You love to toy with your victims before you decide to finally stuff a worm in their body and take over a person’s will and life.
“You are nothing but a parasite, and now you will know how it feels to watch your kind being killed and turned into a tool for research.” As I said this, I stabbed my hand into the head of the Altorian man I just took to the ground and ripped the worm from its brain. It wiggled in my hand and tried to bite me, but my armor was too strong for it to do anything. I then walked under the eyes of the other Altorians towards Azengrade and smiled as I squeezed the worm in my hand, causing it to splatter blood across Azengrade’s face. Its blood trickled down into his mouth as his eyes stared daggers at me as if he was trying to rip me to millions of pieces.
“How did it feel? Hmmm?” I asked, tilting my head to the side. I let out a slight giggle as my body shivered. For some reason, I really enjoyed this sight. The sight of the man wanting to kill me while I tortured him in this way. Was this also part of Trinity’s personality that was slowly exposing itself? I do not know, nor do I care.
“I will kill you!” Azengrade squeezed out these words, which caused me to laugh.
“Hahaha! You think you can kill me!? Azengrade, you should look at your own situation at this time! If I did not have the ability to turn back time you would have already killed millions of my people!” I let these words ring across every city, town, and village as I shouted. These words held a lot of weight, and I was happy to let them be heard as well.
“The day you came here to destroy my capital city, you blew a hole that killed millions of people in an instant. You wanted to kill me so badly and even infected the undead with your worms, but sadly you miscalculated. You never knew I had the ability to control time. You had no idea that I was able to pull your worms out of the undead, saving them and making them my allies. You have failed time and time again, and yet you still send your people out to cause trouble without regard for the lives that you are killing.
“Enough. The Altorians you brought here today will all die, and then you will join them in hell!” I snorted before waving my hand. My favorite spell, Gates of Faithylon, formed and shot out flaming swords at the rest of the Altorians. I made sure to stab right into the worms and burn them along with the bodies they took over. Fire danced in my eyes as I watched this scene. I watched as each body slowly turned to ash and wondered if this put some of the souls killed by these people to rest. If it allowed them to let go of their resentment or not. As the fire died down, I turned and looked at Azengrade, whose face was purple with anger, and his eyes were wide open, looking like a crazy person.
“So? How did it feel?” I asked, tilting my head to the side once more. I took a step towards him and raised my sword. But right as I was about to lunge out and attack him, Atollie suddenly jumped toward me and pulled me away as a large bright golden light descended, crashing through the roof of the imperial court and surrounded Azengrade.
“Little girl, you should know what to quit.” A voice echoed through the air as if coming from the heavens.
“You tell me to quit when this bastard has been trying to kill my people and has killed so many innocents. Are you the higher power behind this bastard!? If you have the balls, then show yourself!” I roared, my voice echoing across the sky. The hidden power, the one who probably sent these worms to my world…. A god…?