Capítulo 13: Chapter 13

This is the last chapter of this volume. A new volume will begin. It was a short volume to you all but, damn it was hard for me. Please leave that stone and comment what you think. Thank you.

As the obsidian mountains rose from the dark ground, leaving behind a network of jagged cracks, Hiroshi's keen gaze fell upon the fractured terrain. In that moment, inspiration struck him like a bolt of cosmic lightning, igniting a spark of creativity within his mind.

Closing his eyes, he delved into the depths of his imagination, conjuring forth the memory of a liquid that had haunted his past life—a substance associated with darkness and evilness, capable of bringing death and destruction wherever it flowed. With a sense of grim determination, Hiroshi pointed towards the tallest mountains, his mind ablaze with creative fervor.

And with a silent command, a crimson liquid materialized atop the highest peaks, its molten form cascading down the slopes like a river of fire. The red liquid flowed with an otherworldly intensity, filling the cracks in the ground with a seething torrent of molten lava.

"Lava," Hiroshi declared, his voice ringing out with authority amidst the cosmic expanse. "Instead of water, I will use lava. The tallest mountains shall forever flow with its fiery embrace, a testament to the boundless power of the Ashura Realm."

As the lava coursed through the fractured landscape, its fiery glow illuminating the dark abyss, Hiroshi beheld his creation with a sense of quiet satisfaction. In the depths of the Ashura Realm, amidst the swirling chaos and boundless darkness, he had forged a landscape unlike any other—a realm where the mountains flowed with molten fire, a symbol of the eternal flames that burned within the heart of creation itself.

Hiroshi's eyes traced the intricate patterns formed by the molten lava as it flowed through the fractured landscape, casting a fiery glow upon the dark abyss of the Ashura Realm. A sense of awe washed over him as he beheld the picture that the lava had created, its fiery tendrils weaving a tapestry of beauty and destruction.

"Simply amazing," he murmured, his voice barely a whisper amidst the crackling flames. In that moment, Hiroshi felt a surge of pride and satisfaction welling within him, a testament to the boundless creativity and power that flowed through his cosmic essence.

With a silent command, Hiroshi floated above the realm once more, his gaze sweeping across the landscape with a sense of quiet reverence. And with a mere thought, he willed into existence twisted trees, their gnarled branches reaching towards the heavens like skeletal fingers grasping for the sky.

Throughout the realm, the twisted trees appeared, their rugged forms standing defiant against the fiery onslaught of the molten lava. In one region, an entire forest sprang forth, its twisted branches intertwining to form a canopy that cast eerie shadows upon the scorched earth below.

As Hiroshi beheld the twisted trees with a sense of quiet satisfaction, he knew that he had once again left his mark upon the fabric of reality.

Hiroshi's mind whirled with thoughts as he pondered the essence of the Ashura Realm, a realm shrouded in darkness and chaos. He felt a stirring within him, a yearning for something that would encapsulate the very essence of the night and the shadows.

"It's a realm of darkness," he mused aloud, his voice echoing through the swirling mist of the abyss. "Why should everything be seen? They will rise and hide all."

With a deep breath, Hiroshi drew in the surrounding cosmic energies, feeling them course through his veins like a torrent of power. Holding the essence within him, he closed his eyes in concentration, his thoughts focused on the creation that would bring his vision to life.

Then, with a cinematic exhale, mist billowed forth from Hiroshi's lungs, spreading out to envelop the realm in a shroud of ethereal fog. The mist rolled and twisted through the dark expanse, obscuring the landscape and veiling it in a cloak of mystery and intrigue.

Not every place was covered with mist; some remained fully concealed, waiting to be unveiled by the passage of time. Others were only partially obscured, their silhouettes casting eerie shadows that danced like specters in the night. And amidst the swirling mist, there were pockets of clarity where the darkness remained untouched, a stark contrast to the veiled landscape that surrounded them.

As Hiroshi beheld the swirling mist with a sense of quiet satisfaction, he knew that he had captured the essence of the Ashura Realm—a realm shrouded in darkness and chaos, where the boundaries between reality and illusion blurred with every passing moment. And as he floated amidst the swirling mist, his eyes alight with the fire of creation, Hiroshi felt a sense of fulfillment wash over him, knowing that his cosmic odyssey had brought forth a realm unlike any other..

As Hiroshi gazed upon the towering form of the Crimson Abyss, a sense of solemn reverence washed over him. With a steady hand raised towards the celestial sphere, he summoned forth the cosmic energies that lay dormant within its depths.

A dimmed crimson light emerged from the heart of the Crimson Abyss, casting a spectral glow that suffused the entirety of the Ashura Realm. The perpetual gloom enveloped the landscape, shrouding it in an otherworldly darkness that seemed to stretch on for eternity.

Through the veil of shadows, the twisted trees and jagged mountains of obsidian took on a haunting allure, their forms bathed in the eerie glow of the crimson light. The swirling mist danced and twisted in the ethereal illumination, adding to the sense of mystique that permeated the realm.

As Hiroshi beheld the perpetual gloom that now blanketed the Ashura Realm, he knew that he had achieved his vision—a realm of darkness and chaos, where the boundaries between reality and illusion blurred with every passing moment. And as he stood amidst the swirling shadows, his gaze fixed upon the Crimson Abyss, Hiroshi felt a sense of quiet satisfaction knowing that his cosmic creation was now complete.

As Hiroshi floated above the completed Ashura Realm, a sense of awe washed over him as he beheld the beauty and terror that lay spread out before him. The spectral glow of the crimson light bathed the landscape in an otherworldly hue, casting shadows that danced and twisted amidst the swirling mist.

"I was so lost in the moment," he murmured to himself, his voice barely a whisper amidst the oppressive silence of the abyss. "I didn't notice how much time passed."

Hiroshi's eyes roamed over the intricate details that he had painstakingly crafted into the fabric of the Ashura Realm, each one a testament to his boundless creativity and unrivaled mastery over the cosmic forces that governed the universe. Unlike the Middle Realm and Heavenly Realm, where he had furnished them with limited imagination in pursuit of perfection, here in the Ashura Realm, he had allowed himself to indulge in his darkest fantasies and fears.

From the twisted trees and jagged mountains of obsidian to the swirling mist and perpetual gloom that blanketed the landscape, every aspect of the Ashura Realm bore the mark of Hiroshi's creative vision—a realm of darkness and chaos, where the boundaries between reality and illusion blurred with every passing moment.

And as he gazed upon his creation with a sense of quiet satisfaction, Hiroshi knew that he had achieved his goal—a realm unlike any other, a place where beauty and terror intertwined in a delicate dance of cosmic creation.

As Hiroshi stood above the completed Ashura Realm, his gaze fell upon the swirling mist that shrouded the landscape in perpetual gloom. With a wave of his hand, he summoned forth the darkest depths of the mist, shaping it into a demonic figure that seemed to materialize from the very essence of the abyss itself.

From the swirling mist emerged the third guardian, clad in armor forged from the strongest and hardest obsidian. His eyes burned with an otherworldly glow, reflecting the depths of the abyss from which he was born. With each step, he exuded a commanding presence, his form taking on a sinister visage that seemed to defy the very essence of the Ashura Realm itself.

As the third guardian stood before Hiroshi, his aura pulsating with power and malevolence, a sense of reverence washed over the creator. In this guardian, he had forged a being of unparalleled strength and darkness, a sentinel that would stand watch over the realm with unwavering resolve.

Hiroshi's proclamation echoed through the swirling mist, his voice carrying a solemn reverence as he bestowed a name upon the formidable guardian that had emerged from the depths of the abyss. The demonic figure, now known as Lucifero, stood tall and imposing, his dark form casting a shadow over the landscape as he loomed amidst the swirling mist.

"It is evident in your very essence," Hiroshi continued, his words carrying the weight of cosmic authority. "You are the strongest of the three guardians, a sentinel of unparalleled power and malevolence."

As Lucifero rose to his full height, his eyes burning with an otherworldly glow, Hiroshi could sense the raw strength and darkness that pulsed within his veins. With each step, the guardian exuded an aura of dominance and fear, a reflection of the darkness that permeated the very essence of the Ashura Realm.

"Your name shall now be known as Lucifero," Hiroshi declared, his voice resonating with cosmic power. "A name that shall strike fear into the hearts of all beings in the three realms, a name that shall be heard and revered with reverence and dread."

As Lucifero approached Hiroshi, a smirk played across his lips as he regarded his creator with a mixture of curiosity and amusement. With a theatrical flourish, he bowed low before Hiroshi, his demeanor a blend of respect and irreverence.

"I greet you, God of All," Lucifero intoned, his voice laced with a hint of sarcasm as he straightened up to meet Hiroshi's gaze.

Hiroshi chuckled at Lucifero's antics, a twinkle of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Yes, Lucifero, I am your creator," he replied, his tone tinged with fondness and amusement. Together, they floated down to the tallest obsidian mountain, its fiery lava flows casting an ominous glow against the darkened landscape.

"And I must say," Hiroshi continued, his voice filled with genuine curiosity, "you have an unexpected personality. When I created you and the other guardians, I left the personality to the core. I'm pretty sure I made your core as dark as the Ashura Realm itself. I wonder, I truly wonder."

Despite his words, there was no hint of panic or concern in Hiroshi's demeanor. Instead, he regarded Lucifero with a sense of fascination, intrigued by the complexities of his creation and the unexpected twists and turns that had led to the formation of his unique personality.

Lucifero's smirk widened at Hiroshi's acknowledgment, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of satisfaction and intrigue. "Indeed," he replied, his voice carrying a hint of pride. "I am not like the other guardians. There is something different about me, something that sets me apart."

Hiroshi regarded Lucifero with a sense of respect, acknowledging the uniqueness of his creation. "Your unique personality is a reflection of the darkness that permeates the Ashura Realm," he affirmed, his voice tinged with admiration. "Your arrogance and self-confidence are a testament to the sheer power of the abyss and the role it plays in shaping your existence."

As they stood atop the obsidian mountain, bathed in the fiery glow of the flowing lava, Hiroshi and Lucifero shared a moment of silent understanding. Despite their differences, they were bound together by the cosmic forces that governed their existence, each one a reflection of the other in the infinite tapestry of creation.

That's it for chapter 13 and the first volume. The Beginning. The next volume will be mainly focused in the Middle Realm. As it is where the story unfolds.

Now then, I want to thank this certain reader who has been commenting on my chapters and has been gifting me power stones. A shout out dedicated to you @TrueMonarch00. In this next volume, I'll create a character just for you. Hope you like it and don't mind. Also thanks to every other reader out there.