章節 29: Underworld- Daemons(Tensura)
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Two years ago,
in the underworld,
a remarkable phenomenon began. In God's absence, a few extraordinary individuals started to take form. These beings, later known as the Primordials, emerged in different parts of the underworld, each in a distinct location.
In the north, a being formed, radiating an intense red hue. To the west, another entity appeared, shrouded in deep black. In the south, a figure with pure white hair and head manifested, glowing with an almost otherworldly brilliance.
In the second layer of the underworld, two more beings came into existence—one with short golden hair and a small stature, and another with striking violet hair, located on the opposite side of the same layer. Meanwhile, in the first layer of the underworld, two others materialized: one with flowing blue hair and the other with vibrant green hair, positioned in opposing regions.
As time passed, these beings awakened, opening their eyes to the chaotic landscape around them. The underworld teemed with mindless creatures—monsters with the heads of goats, bulls, and other grotesque forms. These beasts, driven by primal instincts, attacked anything in their path.
The newly born Primordials instinctively understood their purpose and identity. They were Primordial Daemons, and they wielded powers that transcended any Daemon comprehension. They didn't need to be taught—they simply knew.
Without hesitation, the Primordials began to defend themselves. The red-haired being unleashed torrents of flames, incinerating monsters in an instant. The black-haired figure used destructive and curse magic to obliterate his enemies, while the white-haired entity froze her foes with an icy precision that left no room for escape and killed them with death magic.
The violet-haired one danced elegantly through the battlefield, her strikes lethal and sadistically started to killing them. Meanwhile, the blue-haired and green-haired Primordials on the first layer unleashed waves of elemental magic, their contrasting powers shaping the chaotic battlefield into a land of distraction and destruction.
As their battles raged, the Primordials were drawn toward one another, their paths destined to cross. When they finally met, the air crackled with tension and intrigue.
The red-haired figure introduced himself as Red, a being who had already mastered the dual elements of ice and fire. His command over magic extended to space, time, and the very fundamentals of magical energy itself.
The black-haired Primordial exuded an aura of darkness and control. His mastery of space-time magic, curse magic, and destruction magic rivaled even that of Guy Crimson. His calm demeanor masked the raw intensity of his power.
Among the others were White whose cunning and charm were matched only by her terrifying magical prowess, and elegance belied her deadly abilities. Despite their differences, Guy Crimson and the Black Primordial stood as equals, their powers clashing with a force that shook the very fabric of the underworld.
As All promodial started fighting for supremecy for one and other
Flashback
The red-haired Primordial, his fiery aura flaring like an untamed storm, glared at the black-haired Primordial with a smug grin. "Who are you supposed to be? You look like me... just weaker."(they aere saying people with forms like them not goats head being)
The black-haired Primordial raised an eyebrow, his voice sharp and cold as ice. "Weaker? Careful, Red. That big mouth of yours might get burned."
The air grew tense as if the entire underworld was holding its breath. Nearby, the blue-haired and green-haired Primordials exchanged irritated looks, their frustration clear. Red noticed and smirked wider. "What's wrong, little rainbows? Feeling overshadowed?"
That was the last straw. Blue and Green's auras flared up in anger. Violet and Yellow joined the fray, glaring at both Red and Black. Black, always eager to stir the pot, chuckled. "Red's not wrong. Some of you do seem... forgettable."
The battlefield erupted into chaos.
Flashback end
Red and Black clashed first, their blows shaking the ground. Fire and destructive magic exploded with a force that sent shockwaves rippling through the air. Violet and White unleashed their own elegant yet deadly attacks. Green and Blue teamed up, creating a storm of elemental power that consumed everything in their path.
It was absolute Chaos in underworld Monster were in fear so they do what was possible RUN.
Red, though struggling, refused to back down. His flames burned fiercely, fueled by pride.
"You're decent," Black said, smirking as they exchanged blows, "but you're still going to lose."
"Shut up!" Red roared, summoning another wave of blazing fire.
In the middle of the chaos, none of them noticed the portal that had opened nearby. A bright light spilled into the underworld, and through it stepped several figures. Their presence was unlike anything the Primordials had ever felt before.
Just as Red prepared for a decisive strike, a voice boomed across the battlefield, stopping everyone in their tracks.
"Children."
The single word sent shockwaves through the underworld all Seven Layer's . The Primordials froze, their instincts screaming at them to kneel. Slowly, they turned toward the source of the voice.
A towering being stood before them, radiating incomprehensible power. Around Him were others with magnificent, feathered wings and a little girl . But Those wings were pure and radiant, a stark contrast to the dark, menacing ones the Primordials somehow knew about deep in their bones.
The Primordials felt a new sensation: fear.
The air around this being was so heavy that it pressed down on them, making it hard to even breathe. Even though His power wasn't directed at them, they felt like they were being crushed.
The angels who had come with Him struggled to stay on their feet, trembling under the immense pressure except a girls who was in bubble looking with confusion .
Red, still gasping for breath, managed to stammer, "W-who are you?" His usual arrogance was nowhere to be found.
Red , for once, had nothing to say, his confidence completely shattered.
The being took a step forward, the pressure easing just slightly. He spoke again, this time with calm authority.
"I am God," He said, His voice steady, "your Father."
The Primordials stared at Him, disbelief and confusion written all over their faces.
Red and Black exchanged a rare look of mutual understanding—they were equally terrified and awestruck.
God surveyed the battlefield, His expression softening just a little. "I see you've been... busy," He said with a faint smile. "But it's time we had a talk."
For the first time in their existence, the Primordials were silent. They weren't sure what shocked them more: the fact that this being claimed to be their father or the terrifying realization that they believed Him.
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