Will of chaos

Pov Arash (Dragon Emperor):

Finally, a body ripped to pieces beneath my paws and its Soul trapped within its core in my hands, the happiness I feel at being able to crush Rhaegal once more cannot be described in a few words.

“I always knew that for you to come back after so long and so confidently, you should have at least achieved your old self, but it still surprised me to see how far you’ve fallen by stooping to Baldr’s slave.” (I)

His overall strength has gone up a lot, but manipulating borrowed power will never surpass someone manipulating his own power.

“Did you really think that raising your Territory to Ruler rank would be enough? Did you think that Baldr’s Divine power would give you the upper hand as a last resort?” (I)

A Ruling Territory is when you transform the Imaginary Realm into a Separate Space of your own using its characteristics and power as a base, you transform the Illusory into a real one, a power where someone rules supreme over a separate area of the world.

“I could torture you for centuries or millennia just for fun, but the Goddess Kalistos, Stella, and my daughter might not like me doing it.” (I)

Also, I don’t like to let such a cowardly enemy exist for so long, Baldr might do something to get him back, even now I know he must be trying something, so I won’t waste my time.

“< Gates of Hell: Open >” (I)

Hands of black bone reaching through the void ripped the space beside me leaving only a great gate made of Dragon bones ornamented with chains.

As the gate emerged, one of the Guardians that the Goddess Kalistos itched to take care of appears, its tiny body.

“Why do you want to open Hell’s Gate, Dragon Emperor?” (Death Taboo Hunter)

“I want the Souls of Rhaegal’s children to emerge for just a few moments.” (I)

He looks at me before turning to the Soul in my hands, he knows what I intend to do, but I couldn’t talk about it since I can simply invade Hell as I wish, after all, this is where I was born.

“What should I do next?”

“We can talk about this later.” (I)

“Bring them!” (I)

I wave one of my claws at Hell’s Gate as I guide my will inside.

Soon after the Gate opens and a Black Dragon emerges from within bringing 3 chains dragging 3 incomplete Skeletons of smaller Dragons, these are the children of Rhaegal that I turned into such pathetic Undead before throwing them into Hell.

“You must devour this until there is nothing left.” (I)

I throw Rhaegal’s core between them, with his power depleted, without a physical body, and with a severely wounded Soul, there was nothing he could do about it.

I just stood by and watched as the three Dragon skeletons ripped the core to shreds while devouring the Soul Within until there was nothing left.

“They are yours now.” (I)

As if answering, a giant, delicate, feminine hand reaches out through Hell’s Gate to grasp the three souls within the Skeletons as the bones left behind fall back to being just leftover monster parts.

“The gate will be closed now.” (Death Taboo Hunter)

With a wave of his arm, Hell’s Gate begins to close, but I use my work power to hold it open, then take the God Power of Baldr I stole from Rhaegal which is now in a Crystal made of my blood and Authority to bind this one Divine power in a crystal that I throw into hell along with the Black Dragon that goes back inside knowing what it must do.

“It was worth every second… hahahaha…” (I)

Using my Divine Power to force the creation of a Divine Realm, even an incomplete one like this one, is far more than my Soul can handle right now.

I may have healed my body, but my Soul is still severely injured and now it’s only gotten worse.

I felt someone pick me up as I lost consciousness and my Territory disappeared, I am so weak that before I can do anything my consciousness is gone.

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Pov Juliano (Founder of the Black Empire):

I see Arash and Rhaegal disappear as they are sucked into a Separate Space of their own creation, then I turn to the High Priest of Light.

He wore clothes that hid his entire body, but at the same time boasting wealth, clothes containing countless magic crystals disguised as jewels and filled with defensive magic, rings on every finger with holy magic from what I can feel, and a necklace with the Crest of Baldr which worries me the most since I can’t feel anything from him.

His hair as well as his head is covered by an arm and gold hood like the rest of his clothes while his veil covers his face.

The one standing in front of me today can be considered my greatest enemy, we fought countless times trying to take each other’s lives, our combats each time causing more destruction as our strength continuously increased as we tried to overcome each other with the aim of killing each other.

“How much longer are we going to fight, Edward?” (I) 𝗻𝐨𝐯𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

“That name has meant nothing to me for a long time, I am the High Priest of Light just as his name means nothing either, Founder of the Black Empire.” (Edward)

“As arrogant as ever old friend, but why do you keep hiding your face, do you really think I don’t know what you look like?” (I)

“Maybe in this entire universe I’m the only one who knows everything about you.” (I)

I for some reason can’t take my eyes off her necklace, it seems to be made of precious materials just like the rest of her clothes, but it has nothing of presence, even if it was a Divine item it would have some trace of Aura or energy noticeable to me.

“(Wait! It couldn’t be…)” (I)

“How long are these fights going to continue? We are already old, our time has passed a long time ago, so why continue this endless game of extermination!?” (I)

“The Demon Race is a loathsome thing that must be eradicated, you propagate customs that corrupt people, your mere presence spreads miasma that corrupts nature, and you are selfish beings who think only of themselves!” (Edward)

He says a lot of things, but his actions showed me something else, his hand reaches out to the necklace around his neck, and it just confirms what I thought.

“(Even after so long…)” (I)

“Don’t make excuses using the same speech as your predecessors, we both know the real reason.” (I)

I see him holding the silver chain that holds Baldr’s Crest from his slash.

“Forget about Lydia, that was a long time ago…” (I)

“DON’T YOU DARE SPEAK HER NAME YOU FILTHY CREATURE!!!!” (Edward)

In his rage, he removes the veil that covered his face as well as the hood hiding the rest of his head.

Edward still looks to be in his mid-35s, his shiny golden hair cut short and slicked back, his face bearing a single cut scar across his nose, something that happened during his childhood when he fell out of a tree.

That cheerful and kind boy no longer exists for a long time, the one who was my childhood friend and who gave me the idea of creating the Black Empire, he left, leaving only this creature moved by hatred, not for the Demons, but for me.

“If it weren’t for you, she would be ALIVE!!!” (Edward)

“Even as I spoke of the dangers of miasma and the element of darkness, you encouraged her until she was corrupted by the miasma and turned into a monster!” (Edward)

“All Demons do is lead people down the path of destruction.” (Edward)

I knew it, that chain is the birthday present Edward gave Lydia on her 12th birthday along with her eighth confession, that was thousands of years ago.

“(How much of himself did he corrupt with Baldr’s power to remain alive even today with this appearance… even though he’s Human…)” (I)

“Today will be our last battle, my old friend, the time has come to end this old grudge for both of us.” (I)

“< Territory: Ruler >” (I)

“< Territory: Ruler >” (Edward)

“< Ruler of Demons >” (I)

“< Hallowed Land of Light >” (Edward)

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Pov Zenos:

I entered the Communal Temple and stood in front of the Dragon God statue, I was wondering how I could make my voice reach the Akatosh God, but I didn’t know where to start.

At first, I thought about kneeling down to pray, I hate having to kneel before anyone, but Karina’s health is more important than stupid pride.

But before I do that the Blessing of Goddess Selene prevents me from getting down on my knees, so I tried to pray while still standing, but just a simple prayer seemed useless, so I approached and touched the statue trying to use my Aura to interact with the statue just lightly, but even that didn’t show much reaction until I used my Authority, that’s when an intense reaction happened that threw me into the wall.

But at least with that, I felt the presence of the Dragon God Akatosh fill the room of the statues when I feel something tangling in me coming from the Dragon God statue.

“(What do you need boy?)” (God Akatosh)