Capítulo 14: DID YOU REALLY THINK...
-Anos' POV-
The serenity of Xyrus Academy shattered
in an instant. I could feel the shift in the
air even from a distance. The once
peaceful grounds, filled with laughter and
the hum of magical energies, now
resonated with the sounds of terror and
destruction. Dark magic surged through
the atmosphere, casting menacing
shadows against the crumbling walls and
shattered windows.
I observed the cause of all this, Draneeve from afar, his towering figure exuding malevolence. Hiseyes glowed with an eerie light, his laughter echoing ominously through the ruins. The barriers surrounding the academy, thought to be impenetrable, fell with ease under his relentless assault. He advanced further into the grounds, his
dark aura spreading waves of dread and
despair. I could see the students and
teachers, powerless against his onslaught, lying scattered across the grounds, their desperate cries for help swallowed by the chaos.
As I approached the academy, I felt the
familiar surge of my own power mingling
with the destruction. The atmosphere
vibrated with an energy that was distinctly
mine. A single, resonating snap of my
fingers shattered the barriers encasing
the school.
Stepping through the dissipating
remnants, I took in the scene of
devastation. Bodies of students and
teachers lay strewn across the ground,
their injuries severe. My gaze lingered on
Tessia, her form battered and unconscious, Doradrea's severed head lying grotesquely apart from her body, and Theodore's charred figure twitching weakly.
Rage flickered within me. Extending my
hand, I summoned a brilliant white light
that enveloped the area. The light was
blinding, washing away the horrors of the
scene. When it receded, the academy
grounds were transformed. The injured
were healed, the dead resurrected, and
the traitors among them bound and
separated.
"Did you really think you would leave this
place unharmed?" My voice echoed with
authority and disdain, "I'm away for a few days and this is what happens?". The students and teachers turned their gazes toward me, eyes filed with hope and amazement.
Witnessing their reactions, I felt a flicker
of satisfaction. With another snap of my
fingers, I awakened the unconscious, who
gasped in astonishment upon seeing me.
Draneeve struggled to regain his
composure. He attempted to mask his
fear with arrogance. "You possess great
strength. Join my king's army, and you will
be rewarded beyond your wildest dreams."
I laughed, the sound devoid of mirth. "I am
beyond the reach of pests like you."
Fury consumed Draneeve. He conjured a
spike of dark energy and hurled it at my
heart. The spike pierced me, emerging
from my back, blood cascading onto the
ground.
Hmm... I let him hit me to see how strong he was but his attack was pretty disappointing. I heard a collective gasp of horror from the crowd, their hope seemingly extinguished.
" " Anos!!! " "
Tessia and Kathyln Screamed my name in despair, but Claire pointed, her eyes wide with disbelief. "He's still standing!"
I rested my right hand casually on my
waist, smiling mockingly. "How is this
possible?" Draneeve's face twisted with
disbelief.
"If you consider a minor scratch like this
an attack, you should surrender now," I
replied, effortlessly pulling the metallic
spike from my chest. "Did you really think that crushing my heart was enough for me to die?" With a flick of my wrist, I hurled the spike back at Draneeve's accomplice and traitor of the DC, Kai Crestless's face. The force of the throw sent Kai flying backward, crashing into a wall and creating a massive crater, ending his life.
Ignoring the gaping wound in my chest, I
turned my bored gaze to Draneeve. "Is that all you have?"
Visibly shaken, Draneeve ordered his
troops to attack. I didn't move a muscle.
With a mere gaze, I caused the attacking
soldiers and monsters to explode, their bodies scattering flesh and blood everywhere.
Professor Glory, dumbfounded, whispered,
"He killed them just by looking at them."
The students and teachers stared in
shock and awe. They were witnessing the
true might of Anos Voldigoad, the
reincarnation of the Demon King of
Tyranny, though they remained unaware of
my true identity.
Draneeve, his forces obliterated,
attempted to flee. In an instant, I
teleported in front of him, my hand
plunging into his chest and pulling out his
heart. "Let's see if you can survive a minor
scratch, given your arrogance," I said,
crushing the heart in my hand, which painted my face in blood.
Draneeve's body crumpled to the ground,
lifeless. The students and teachers,
speechless, looked at me with a mix of awe and fear. I surveyed the scene, my
expression one of bored indifference amidst the carnage I had caused.
The aftermath of the battle was a grim
spectacle. As I stood amidst the ruins of
Xyrus Academy, my gaze shifted from the
lifeless bodies of students and teachers
to the bound traitors who had betrayed
their own. The once vibrant academy now
lay in tatters, a grim testament to the
ferocity of Draneeve's attack. Yet, amidst
the destruction, I had restored some
semblance of life and order.
I observed the traitor students and
teachers, their faces twisted with fear and
regret. They had hoped for power, only to
find themselves at the mercy of true
strength. My eyes then fell upon the
corpses of those who had perished long
before my arrival. A pang of sorrow
touched me, but it was quickly replaced
by a steely resolve. Their deaths would
not be in vain.
From the corner of my eye, I noticed a
familiar figure arriving at the academy.
Arthur, accompanied by Sylvie in her fox
form, appeared tense, his eyes scanning
the devastation. Relief washed over his
face when he found Tessia and his friends
unharmed.
"Art, you've arrived," Tessia called out, her
voice a mixture of relief and exhaustion.
Hearing her, the boys around Arthur
glanced at him with jealousy, clearly
uncomfortable with how Tessia
addressed him. But their jealousy was fleeting, quickly replaced by the stark
realization of the situation. They could
feel my presence behind them, a presence
they had grossly underestimated.
Elijah Knight, always eager to voice his
thoughts, spoke up, his excitement
palpable. "Arthur, Anos is not just Anos
Voldigoad; he's a Mannace Voldigoad!"
The students and teachers around him
grew pale, cold sweat running down their
faces. They quickly turned their gazes to
me, realizing the gravity of Elijah's
statement. Elijah, finally understanding
his mistake, swallowed hard, his face
mirroring the fear of those around him.
However, I was lost in thought, staring at
the corpses of those who had perished
before I arrived. The academy's population had been reduced by half, and the weight of their deaths hung heavily in the air.
Arthur, seizing the moment, tried to ease
the tension. "I'm relieved that everyone is
alright" he said, his voice steady.
Tessia asked, "Art, did you send Anos
here?"
Arthur shook his head. "No, Anos messaged me about the terrorist attack
and told me to contact Gramps to send all
the Lances here."
As he spoke, I noticed the Lances arriving
from the sky, landing near Arthur.
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-Varay Aurae's POV-
Landing with a soft thud, I took in the
Scene of devastation before me. The
academy, once a beacon of learning and
hope, now lay in ruins. Bodies of students
and teachers lay scattered, a grim
reminder of the ferocity of the attack. My
eyes swept over the carnage, noting the
extent of the destruction.
Flesh and blood were splattered everywhere, painting a gruesome picture.
A wall bore a massive crater, and in the
center of it dangled the lifeless body of a
student, his face impaled by a large, wide-edged spike. The sight was both horrifying and intriguing, revealing the sheer force
behind the attack.
My gaze then fell upon another body,
dressed in red robes and a mask with a
creepy smile, lying lifeless with a hole
where the heart should be. Near that body
stood a man-Anos Voldigoad-dressed in
the same uniform as Prince and Princess
Glayder, covered in blood. Despite the
gaping hole in his chest, he stood tall and
imposing, his crimson eyes scanning the
environment with an air of bored indifference.
As I looked at him, a strange excitement
surged within me, my heart skipping a
beat. "What's happening to me?" I
wondered, trying to regain my composure.
Arthur stepped forward and introduced
him. "That's Anos Voldigoad, commander
of the disciplinary committee. He told me
to bring you all here."
Trying to mask the flutter of emotions, I
steeled my voice. "My apologies, but the
council of Dicathen has decided to arrest
Anos Voldigoad."
Gasps of shock rippled through the
crowd. Arthur's confusion and shock were
evident. "But Anos saved everyone here,"
he protested.
I met his gaze firmly. "Anos Voldigoad
possesses power and magic never
witnessed in the history of Dicathen. The
council considers him a significant
threat."
Kathyln, usually emotionless, voiced her
anger. "What foolishness is this? Anos
saved us all! Without him, we would have
died. My parents would never agree to
this."
I produced a scroll, an arrest warrant
signed by the council members, including
King and Queen Glayder. Kathyin,
devastated, fell silent. Arthur's anger
flared. "I brought you all here to help
Anos, not arrest him!"
Bairon Wykes, irritated, interrupted.
"Watch your tone, boy. Let the elites do
their work."
Arthur retorted, "That still doesn't explain
anything! Anos saved Tessia, along with
Prince and Princess Glayder. He saved
three royals!"
Bairon, frustrated, said, "Look at him. He
has a hole in his chest and is just standing there. Do you still consider him human?"
I joined in. "The council decided this because Anos's origin of power is unknown, even to the royals. He possesses strength seemingly higher than a white mana core stage and magical knowledge unknown to us, yet he doesn't have a mana Core."
This revelation left everyone in stunned
silence. Doubts about whether Anos was
an ally or an enemy filled the air. Bairon,
growing impatient, said, "If you still doubt
us, why don't you ask the man himself?"
Sensing the tension, I said, "Fair enough. But stay close to us; it might get dangerous."
-Third Person POV-
As they approached Anos, he seemed to
be lost in thought, his crimson eyes fixed
on the lifeless bodies that littered the
ground. In a calm, deep voice, he spoke
through his mental link to his subordinates. "Alea, lvis, I want you to do an errand for me. Head towards the council of Dicathen and show them what I'm about to give you."
"Yes, master" Alea replied, her loyalty
unwavering.
"Consider it done, my lord" Ivis responded
with equal dedication.
The group of students and teachers
neared him, their faces a mix of fear and
curiosity. Before they could speak, Anos
focused his thoughts and chanted a
single word, his voice calm, deep, and
resonant. "Revide."
The word hung in the air, vibrating with ancient power. A radiant light enveloped the entire academy, pulsating with energy. Gasps of amazement and disbelief echoed around Anos.
Arthur stepped forward, his eyes locked on Anos. "Anos, what... what are you doing?"
Anos met his gaze, his expression unreadable. "My resurrection magic only works risk-free within three seconds. Their deaths were unjust, and I have the power to right that wrong."
Arthur's eyes filled with hope for the perished. "Anos, can you do something about the dead?"
Anos turned around, getting everyone's attention. His eyes filled with steely resolve and his usual confident smile. "If the fate is twisted but if it didn't hold any value to me I wouldn't stress about it but if the choice was given to me to choose whom to save, I'd save all. It's pretty simple to change the fate after all, all I have to do is destroy it."
As soon as Anos declared this, all the students and teachers, including the lances, had hope in their eyes. While all the females were mesmerized by Anos's appearance, one girl whispered, "He's so handsome," which made all the boys cry internally with jealousy.
Ignoring the spectacle behind him, Arthur asked Anos with determination, "So, what's the plan?"
"I'm going to change the past. When they were killed, and when they die, I will stop time for their bodies so I can revive them within the safe time frame. But it will be risky for all your lives, so all of you stick together close to me. It's about time he arrived."
Arthur and everyone, while initially surprised that Anos could control time and doubtful about whom he was talking about, came closer to Anos, under his protection.
Suddenly, all time seemed to slow down, the fabric of reality itself vibrating. Then, something otherworldly happened. The entire area turned white—not surrounded by light like before, but the dimensions of the area shifted. The floor, the trees, the buildings, even the sky turned white, and grayish-white cubes floated in the air.
"What's happening?" asked Arthur, perplexed.
Anos, looking in the air at someone, replied, "When there is a disturbance in the timeline of the universe, he comes forth from the heavenly realm that governs time itself to eliminate the disturbance. And right now, the academy has turned into his domain, the garden of time. He is The Guardian God of Time, Eugo La Raviaz."
As Anos spoke, there was a fluctuation in the air a few meters above the ground. A vertical cut in space opened a portal from which some otherworldly energy emerged, pitch black and fluttering elegantly like a cloth tied on a mountaintop with laminar windflow. The weird change in reality occurred when that portal opened, indicating someone's arrival. From there, a silhouette could be seen emerging. When it materialized, there was a heavy pressure in the atmosphere, as if the whole world aged drastically. Everyone except Anos felt overwhelmed by this pressure beyond comprehension.
The figure looked otherworldly, like a grim reaper with black robes and white gloves, its hood covering its head, and its face hidden by a knight-like visor, holding a huge scythe. Anos, seeing the Guardian God of Time descending from the portal, greeted him in his casual tone, like greeting an old friend after a long time. "Yo, Eugo, long time no see. How have you been? Well, whatever. Listen, I want to save only a bunch of people, so I'd appreciate it if you could look the other way."
Eugo replied, his voice emotionless, "Demon King of Tyranny Anos Voldigoad, the infamous God Slayer, your existence is defying the heavenly order of time. Now, Time itself will be your undoing."
That declaration send Shockwave through the crowd. all the students, teachers, tied traitors, lances, and even Arthur, all became wide-eyed with shock.
"A god slayer?" whispered Kathyln in disbelief.
"Commander, what is he talking about?" asked Claire, her voice trembling with fear.
Arthur, wide-eyed, said, "No, he is telling the truth. Anos himself has revealed his identity to me before, but... Anos, you're a God Slayer? An actual God Slayer?"
Eugo, interrupting the commotion, replied, "Don't be shocked, little ones. The one standing before you is an ancient royal demon king who massacred humans, spirits, and even killed off gods. A tyrant who took his tyranny to the extremes. Even reasons were destroyed before his eyes."
Anos, hearing this, chuckled and answered, "Well, that's new. You didn't even talk once before when we fought last time."
Eugo, answering Anos, said, "Before you decided to split the universe into four realms, you killed all the gods but spared only a handful who were the fundamental order of the existence, thinking it would be enough for the reality to function. Do you realize the consequences? The foundation of the existence became so weak we had to recreate it anew."
Anos, wide-eyed, replied, realizing something, "Ahh~ so that's what happened." He then turned toward Arthur, who, along with the others, were looking at anos with shock and horror. "Arthur, we found a significant clue to our questions."
Anos then turned toward Eugo with a smile plastered on his face. "Thanks. Because of you, I've found all the answers to my questions. Truly, I'm grateful."
Eugo replied, "Arrogant demon, you always took pleasure while destroying everything and killing innocents."
Anos smiled mockingly. "Ho? Now that's funny. I never took you for an idiot. There's a significant difference between glory killing on the battlefield and being a sadist. While I admit I enjoy doing both, it doesn't mean I'm a bad person." his mocking smile broadened. "I mean, I look more handsome than you."
Listening to the conversation between Anos and the Time God, all the spectators were filled with shock and horror, they didn't fear anos only because he didn't deny the claims but because he corrected the facts about him while making jokes.
Varay despite the revelation said in a calm tone, "So Anos is a royal, a demon king, and a god slayer on top of that. That explains a lot."
Some students, hearing her, said, "That's why he is so strong."
Eugo, ignoring Anos's mockery, said in an emotionless tone, "Still as arrogant as ever. Fair enough. Now, Time itself will be your own demise."
Anos, hearing his reply, said with his eyes cold and a sadistic smile on his face, "Still as ignorant as ever. Fair enough. I will put you in your place."
The tension in the air was palpable as the
two ancient beings faced each other, one
representing the chaos of unbridled
power and the other the underlying order
of time. The students, teachers, and
lances could only watch in awe and terror
as the stage was set for a battle beyond
their understanding.
Eugo put his hand back into the swirling
portal. "Unforgivable. You shall be
punished for disrupting the flow of time."
From the portal, he pulled out Draneeve's
corpse, gripping it by the head. "I grant
thee the power of the God of Time.
Annihilate Anos Voldigoad!" Draneeve's
chest began to close.
"Is he healing?" Tessia asked, bewildered.
"No, his time is being rewound," Anos
answered calmly.
Eugo transformed into swirling black sand
and engulfed Draneeve's body. Moments
later, Draneeve emerged, his robes now
black, his usual mask with a creepy smile
carved on it, and his hands transformed
into large scythes, which he brandished
imposingly. He opened his eyes and
laughed maniacally. "Hahaha! Now what
will you do? I have become immortal!"
Anos, wanting to end it quickly, wasted no
time. "Jeo Graze!" he intoned.
Suddenly, five suns the size of small
houses, blazing with a mixture of swirling
pitch-black fire and crimson energy, shot
at Draneeve, who had fused with the
Guardian God. Draneeve chuckled and
stopped the attack in its tracks by
stopping its time. "Return to the past," he
commanded. As he did, Jeo Graze shrank
and disappeared.
Draneeve mocked, "Now time will move
according to my will. You can't touch me
now. This barrier turns back the time of
everything it touches."
Anos, unfazed, replied, "l already did,
though." Suddenly, the disappeared Jeo
Graze reappeared and blasted Draneeve.
When the explosion cleared, Draneeve
was in a bad shape, his clothes tattered like
rags. Despite the devastating attack, his
enhanced godly body allowed him to
survive. "How did you do that?" Draneeve
asked, bewildered.
"You claim yourself to be time, yet you yourself are unaware of timely matters. All I had to do was send my attacks into the future to bring them into the present," Anos replied dismissively.
Enraged, Draneeve turned back time on
himself to heal his wounds. "You're
strong, but your weakness is blatantly
obvious." He began slashing, sending
energy projections in the form of white
razor-edged blades, each with the same
time-reversing ability as his barrier. Anos
conjured multiple layered barriers to
protect everyone, which shattered one by
one under the barrage of attacks.
Anos, thinking it was the right time to
earn back everyone's trust, declared,
"Listen closely. To defeat him, I have to
use my destructive power. But for that to
happen, you have to give up fear and
feelings of hostility towards me, or else
you will all be destroyed along with your
souls as collateral damage." Hearing
Anos, everyone was skeptical at first, but
the resolve in his voice made them nod in
agreement.
Listening to Anos, Draneeve said arrogantly, "Huh, still hoping to kill me? I'm now a god! I have become even greater than my king."
Anos, being a king himself, noticed
Draneeve's blatant disloyalty. He asked,
"Hmm, interesting. You know l'm also
known as a Demon King. So tell me, what
do you think being a Demon King is all
about? Is it the name? Power? Authority?"
"All of them combined" Draneeve answered while simultaneously destroying the multilayered barriers as quickly as they reformed.
"No, it's none of them," Anos replied,
sounding a bit disappointed. "It's simply
me. Being myself is what it takes to be a
king. Being someone who bends the will of the world with the strength of my power,
destroying everything that stands in the
way of this 'me', no matter if they're
mortal or divine. That's what a true
Demon King is."
Anos continued, sounding disappointed,
"If I were your king, I would have destroyed you-source and all-the moment you showed disloyalty."
Draneeve, snapping at Anos's Words,
flared his aura, overwhelming everyone
inside the barrier. Some students started
collapsing. To counter it, Anos flared his
protective presence and healed everyone
inside with healing magic. "Don't worry.
You said you'd trust me. Now tell me, who
am I? That's right, I'm the Demon King."
Hearing Anos, everyone inside the barrier
began to put their trust in him. Draneeve,
seeing his aura fail to affect Anos, decided to attack head-on. He slowed down time for himself, becoming extremely fast, and dived toward the barriers, breaking them one by one. After breaking the last one, he appeared behind Anos and stabbed him in the back. Blood dripped everywhere. Seeing Anos brutally stabbed, everyone stared in despair.
"Hahaha! Now get devoured by eternal
time, you sham king!" Draneeve taunted.
Anos's body began to disappear as
Draneeve reversed Anos's time to before
his birth, making him non-existent. "Now
it's your turn," Draneeve said, approaching
everyone who were terrified.
A hand touched Draneeve's shoulder from
behind. "To do that, you have to get past
me." When Draneeve turned around,
everyone saw Anos, completely unharmed
and his clothes clean from blood. "HOW
IS THIS POSSIBLE? I JUST KILLED YOU!"
Draneeve shouted in shock.
"Did you really think killing me was
enough for me to die?" Anos replied with
his usual confident smile.
"It doesn't make any sense," Draneeve
said, horrified. Seeing Anos unharmed,
everyone's eyes widened in disbelief but
also hope. Draneeve, in desperation, tried
to distance himself from Anos. "It seems I
have underestimated you."
Draneeve drew Cuts in space with his
scythe, opening a portal emitting strange
black energy. The energy shot out towards
Anos, swallowing him. "Let's see if you
can survive your soul being swallowed by
the past," Draneeve said, believing he was
still superior.
But Anos emerged, still unharmed. "Did
you really think you could erase me just by erasing my soul?"
Draneeve, sensing Anos's strength, flared
his aura, turning everything gray. "Stop
needle, stop clock, everything is stopped.
Time has now stopped for eternity!" As
Draneeve chanted, everyone stopped, but
they remained conscious, as if only
paralyzed. Then, they heard footsteps.
"What? It's impossible!" Draneeve
exclaimed in disbelief as everyone
witnessed Anos casually walking in
stopped time. "Oh please, did you really
think you could stop me in my tracks just
by merely stopping time?" Anos's voice
was calm.
"What is this magic power that keeps even the divine power at bay?" Draneeve said,
realizing his situation.
Everyone understood that it was due to
Anos's protective presence that they were
still conscious. Draneeve, sensing all his
cards becoming useless, charged at Anos
head-on. "Aaaahhhhhhhhhh!"
In desperation, Draneeve attacked Anos
with both scythes, which Anos effortlessly caught with his bare hands.
With a mere twist of his wrist, he broke
one scythe and punched Draneeve in the
stomach exploding his internal organs, sending him flying a few meters ahead.
Seeing Draneeve struggled to stand and heal himself due to the intense pain. Anos turned to everyone, slightly irritated. "Just how much time do you need to trust me to save everyone?"
Everyone saw Anos's eyes for the first time in this batle. They were not the eyes of a monster; they were the eyes of someone who would conquer insurmountable odds for someone else's sake. They were the eyes of a protector not destroyer.
Anos, with his crimson eyes glowing with
an otherworldly glow, said in a serious
tone devoid of malice but filled with
resolve to protect, "I know some of you
wish to see your friends again, some of
you wanted to spend time with your
brothers or sisters who died in vain. It's a
twisted fate that has befallen them. If you
trust me, I'll gladly destroy such fate.
Don't wish, don't pray. All you have to do is
walk behind me, and I'll obliterate every
injustice standing before you, starting
now!"
As Anos declared this, the environment
around everyone shattered into small
fragments like glass, and they were freed
from time's grasp. They momentarily
transcended it, overwhelmed by the
otherworldly feeling of Anos's protective
presence. They began to trust Anos as
their protector, realizing he had destroyed
their bondage to time to put them out of
the Garden of Time's influence, ensuring
their safety.
"Good work," Anos said, smiling at them.
He then turned to Draneeve, who was still
struggling in pain. "Rejoice, now I can
finally take you on."
Anos stretched out his hand, and a
ten-meter violet and red three-dimensional magic circle appeared above him, its intricate design rotating and revolving around its own axis. Black shadowy dust descended from it.
Anos cut his index finger with his thumb and let a drop of blood fall on his shadow, which
began swirling in the air. "Come forth,
Venuzdonoa," Anos commanded. The
shadow took the form of a black curved
sword with red designs on its blade.
"What's this?" Draneeve asked, now
fearing the situation.
"It's the sword of the Demon King of
Tyranny that destroys everything no matter how infinite or eternal. Whoever witnessed it was wiped out along with their source- the magic sword of destruction, Venuzdonoa!"
Anos declared, brandishing the sword. "I'll show you what it means to pick a fight with the Demon King," he continued, raising the sword high,"in his own domain".
As Anos spoke, the sky began to crack
with red fissures, reality itself crumbling
under his power. Draneeve, now terrified,
attempted to flee. "It's useless," Anos said
calmly, slashing his sword. A crimson
energy slash shot towards Draneeve, who
dodged successfully but fell to the
ground, his lower half severed.
"But I dodged it!" Draneeve stuttered in
horror.
"Did you really think you could avoid it just
by dodging it?" Anos replied coldly.
In a desperate attempt to survive, Draneeve opened innumerable portals, releasing black miasma energy towardsAnos from all directions. But before the energy could reach Anos or the others, the portals shattered. "What-why?" Draneeve shouted, his voice filled with unease.
"Did you really think I can't cut your
attacks without even touching them?"
Anos's voice was as cold as ice. "I already
told you it's useless."
Draneeve, in a final bid for survival,
rewound his position's time, floating
again. Using his remaining scythe, he
propelled himself toward Anos to attack.
Anos met his charge head-on and stabbed
Draneeve's face with Venuzdonoa. The
impact sent Draneeve flying, but he used
his scythe to dig into the ground for Support.
"AHHHHHHH!!- What? It's not healing!"
Draneeve screamed in agony, trying to
heal himself but finding his existence
glitching.
Anos prepared for his final strike. "Carve
this into your skull along with your fear to
ensure that you will never forget this."
With a single slash, Draneeve's body was
sliced into thousands of pieces and
obliterated.
"l am the Demon King of Tyranny, Anos
Voldigoad!" Anos declared triumphantly.
"Curse you! Providence cannot contain
you, you misfit!" Draneeve's voice echoed
as his last words before vanishing into
nothingness.
Taking his victory, Anos approached
everyone, his expression now warm.
"Good work. You succeeded in surpassing
your fear of me. Now, let's get back to
work." Everyone looked at Anos with awe
and thankfulness.
Anos stabbed Venuzdonoa into the
ground, destroying the Garden of Time.
The white dimension shattered like glass,
its fragments scattering in a beautiful and
artistic display. All things returned to
normal, and everyone felt their sence of time returning after momentarily transcending it, with a calm demeanor, Anos uttered a single word, "IngalI."
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Harleyon_4148
Harleyon_4148 well there you have it, I did my best writing this chapter
yeah I know the final fight was not my imagination but it was important to write next chapters.
wanna know how?
next time anos will explain to his subordinates how he got reincarnated longer then expected time.
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